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itsaship-literally · 1 year

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My god, this is going to sound SO silly but I NEED to vent or I'm going to explode.

Do not misunderstand me, I don't want to sound like one of those Beetlebabes haters who use age to complain about the ship even if it's meaningless, but seeing people EXPLICITLY sexualize underage Lydia is TRAUMATING to say the least.

Like, I'm not here to complain about these people because it would be very naive of me to think that they're going to stop because of me or any nonsense like that but... How do you guys usually deal with that? Really, I don't know what to do or think about the situation, I just know that it's bothering me a LOT. I know, I know, it's silly to care about it because I absolutely can't do anything about it, but it still hurts.

I'm sorry, I don't mean to exaggerate or anything, I don't mean to upset people either, but god, I feel so gross seeing this and at the same time I feel guilty for worrying too much or whatever… I saw that in yours blog you mention that you support ship in a sexual way when Lydia is older (Or something like that, forgive my poor memory), so how do you usually react/deal with this type of content? Or does it just not bother you?

I apologize for the outburst, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to have a nice experience in the fandom because of this... I just arrived, I don't want to leave because of this, but it's making it IMPOSSIBLE to enjoy. I feel like a dirty pedophile just for shipping, so I think seeing posts like this only makes it worse.

Um, anyway, I appreciate the attention :)

You know what, you bring up a good topic here. Before we start. I don't kink shame people because it's just not me. However! I had moments when I was younger (early 20's) that freaked me out when it came to over-sexualizing things (in my case it was bellydancers because that was my hobby at the time) but after a while, I sorta just stopped worrying about it because like you said, it won't change how people feel about their proclivities. The same goes for fandom. I ick after things too. (Example: the Dora the Explorer stuff. holy shit) Today, I learn that the best way to go about it is to not look for it. Don't seek the stuff that ick's ya. I don't much care for baby toon Lyds in adult situations but I can separate the idea that Lydia is an actual real person. I can take a story as just that. A story. As for art, I do not like Loli stuff. It's an ick for me. But I also don't judge a person for enjoying it. I would prefer to avoid it and I set my boundaries with my friends accordingly.

Back to Lydia in the Beetlejuice fandom!

Let's say you are a Shipper

Age of consent is a big deal for most here, including myself, but we are also realistic in the sense that many don't think that people give teens enough credit for their own biological functions. Let's take a step back to reality for a moment. 100%, It's not right for a real-life person to act on things like taking advantage of youth and naivete. However, it can not be dismissed that many people in their youth made choices based on their overactive hormones. I recall being one such teen where I allowed myself to act out in ways that, as an adult, I CRINGE at. To have Lydia as a 16-18 year-old act out with an undead creep feels plausible. Does everyone here feel that's a comfortable read? No, not at all. Many, like me, prefer to have an older, more informed Lydia make choices that work for her. Now about Beetlejuice. First off. He's a creep. If it's got tits or whatever suits his fancy, he's gonna jump on it. He's always been that way in media. Except with Lydia. His respect for her, and his treatment of her have always been different from other people. He'll probably take any advantage given to him and if his death was during a plague-riddled time then his view of human women could easily be skewed. Again it comes to how comfortable you are with his characterization. Do you want him chasing a 12-year-old, a 16-year-old, or an adult? Do you think he would go for body type? Do you think he would choose feelings over physical desires? Your best bet in navigating the whole Betelyds/Beetlebabes dynamic comes from understanding yourself. Are you confident in separating your choices in romance from alternate depictions? Do you prefer a more Ace approach of no romance/sexuality? Do you like a soft romance with no raunch? Do you want sexuality and passion in a more adult setting? Check with tags. Look for underage warnings. Talk to writers and artists to see what they do. Skim over or remove yourself from places that ick ya. Ask questions of yourself and others. There is no harm in discovering your boundaries and respecting those who have set theirs.

Now let's say you are a Friendshipper only.

You want Beej and Lyds to be pals with a slight affection for each other that defies a normal buddy pal. Maybe they have something that can't be defined as a friend but also not a romantic relationship. I like to consider this Babes Adjacent. They are not romantically linked but they are bonded. Soul mates without being physical mates. We have plenty of Babes who love friendship just as much. Some prefer to be called non-shippers, and others don't really care. They just wanna vibe. Some of them like Kid Lyds and her ghostly Boo. They support and care and protect each other like there is no tomorrow. It's painfully sweet and heartbreakingly loving. So many of us need that in our lives. Unconditional support and protection from things that make us hurt. In this case search for the & and not the / if you can. If folks are willing to send me art and fics where this bond is emphasized, I'd appreciate it. I admit I have a fear of finding a fic of someone who is gonna freak when they see my screen name and go "Noooooooo not a Beetlebabe!". That's a stress I don't enjoy. I just wanna vibe and watch these two dorks be happy with each other. Now to address your last fear, that you feel like a dirty p-word. All you gotta do is know where you stand on your attraction. It comes down to knowing yourself. Personally, I like an older man and older lady (Bi-mama here) but I don't shy away from stories with younger characters. I don't squick because I know my preferences are not reflected in getting lost in a story. With all the love and support I can send ya through the blog. Please don't feel ashamed for enjoying a ship (friendship or relationship). Just set your preferences and find your inner confidence. Stay polite to those who have different levels of shippiness. You can navigate the ship. I believe in you.

#ask reply #real talk #preferences #beetlebabes #beetlejuice #fandom stuff #Once in a while we need the real talk #ship and let ship

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the5n00k · 11 months

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CHOOSE VIOLENCE ASKS: 4, 6, 7, 8, 10, 13, 14, 15, 16, 18, 22, 23, 25

I am so sorry for so many feel free to skip as many as you want lol

DAYUM OKAY (readmore bc this is long af and I don't wanna clog timelines)

4: it takes a lot for me to block you and usually I won't do it at all in most cases but some people are in my replies on Twitter a little Too Much saying some weird ass stuff occasionally I'll just say fuck it bye bye and block em

6: the most annoying ship fans are the ones that harass other people because they ship something different/not at all case closed (this even goes for proshitters, just block them and move on, harassment is never okay)

7: this happens. Far more often than I'd like to admit. And sometimes it changes depending on who I've been talking to. And I don't necessarily hate this character but most recently it's Andrea? She's got a great arc set up and I don't mind seeing her on screen at all, she's fun but whenever some people bring her up it's just. I know they're about to say some dumb shit. Doesn't help with how weird Twitter is about the girls

🗣️📣 THAT MOLLY IS A BAD FRIEND BECAUSE SHE FELL IN PUPPY LOVE WITH A GHOST HUNTER‼️‼️‼️

HOLY SHIT WAS THAT AN EXHAUSTING WEEK AFTER I WANNA DANCE WITH SOME-OLLIE.

ALSO everyone seems to think enemies to lovers is a tried and true ship dynamic when SOMETIMES IT JUST DOESN'T WORK‼️ REALLY FUNNY COMING FROM A SCRINX FAN BUT C'MON SOME OF THEM ARE JUST PLAIN TOXIC! EVEN THE CANON ONES

10: how starved people are for emotional content that they'll write characters completely ooc to make a dramatic and dark plot. I'm sorry but there's a balance to this shit you can't just kill off a character or take every good thing away and have it be narratively satisfying. Again, rich coming from me but most of my shit has a point

13: Tord from Eddsworld. What the fuck even happened to that poor character

14: I don't read a lot of fics so I can't really answer this one but can I complain about my own fics and say "really fking cheesy emotional speech between the mcs"

15: this isn't even fandom specific but when people overuse the chromatic aberration and don't mark it as eyestrain like OW WHY I CAN'T EVEN COMPREHEND WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THE IMAGE‼️‼️‼️

16: I don't understand how people are so attracted to the dark and brooding types like. I've literally never been attracted to a character like that

They're cool??? But I don't see the appeal? Romantically at least. Give me my goofy asses and my Absolutely Deranged men pls

18: for TGAMM, they been sleeping on my mans Darryl (gonna pretend like I haven't as well)

And the episode Lock, Stock, and Peril literally one of my favorites from s1 please

22: I barely see Anyone else drawing scratch being a fucked up creature PLEASE I CAN'T KEEP SUSTAINING MYSELF LIKE THIS‼️

23: gonna be honest I was a Mollie hater and Ollie hater in general before season 2 aired (victim of leaks 💔) but one of my friends gaslit me until I started shipping it ironically to make the fandom mad and now I would die for them

25: that some episodes of TGAMM are boring because they're not plot relevant or they're too predictable. My friends in Christ you are watching the 2021-2023 equivalent of a slapstick cartoon with slide whistles and crash cymbals, the point isn't to subvert expectations all the time, it's to have a silly fun episode sometimes with comedy first and foremost please the show is literally a slice of life comedy

I think that's everything hope I answered the right ones my attention span is completely SHOT today whoops

#tgamm #(mostly)#ask me things #aired out some dirty laundry thank you Silvia

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skiyoosmi · 3 years

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if fate permits

chapter twenty

a taste of his own medicine

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“Hey… uhm… I’m sorry. I’m not sure where to start because I’ve been the worst friend to ya for the past weeks. But I want to start with an apology, I guess… yer probably tired of hearing it, right? … it’s something I’ll never gonna be proud of, my pettiness, I mean… but yeah… I’m sorry, YN. I hope ya believe me when I say yer impo–”

Beep! You sighed, ending yet another voicemail from Atsumu. It’s been almost a week since you and your brother moved out of the apartment and ever since the day after that, your soulmate has yet to cease dropping more than three voicemails every single day.

It wasn’t that you haven’t caught sight of him at school; in fact, you see him everywhere. It’s just so happens that you couldn’t help but avoid him like a plaque. You think he knows it though and you’re actually glad that he’s trying to respect your space (except for the endless ringing of your phone which only gets sent straight to voicemail every time, much like today). Which is why right now, you only stared at his contact, contemplating whether you will entertain his ‘apology.’ He sounds like he regrets it, after all and the fact that you only have less than 10 days before your flight wasn’t helping the situation.

“You know, if you keep having a soft heart like that, I’m betting a hundred bucks you won’t get too far once you become a famous writer. A lot of people will take advantage of you, you know. And don’t even get me started with those haters that disguise themselves as critiques,” Speaking of the devil, Kiyoomi suddenly spoke up, his figure leaning against the doorway of your room, much like the pose your father had when you were leaving your previous apartment.

Hundred bucks, you begin to think, where the hell would your jobless ass get a hundred bucks? You won’t tell him that verbally, of course; you value your life too much to even risk being strangled by your brother’s own hands.

“What do you mean soft heart? Where’d you even get the idea that I’m going to talk to him, doofus!? No way, he needs to learn his lesson,” You huffed, turning to him with an eyebrow raised, as if challenging him. He scoffed, entering your room, and sitting on your bed. You were kind of surprised he did given that your room was still messy as hell; but once again, you opted to keeping your mouth shut.

“It’s written all over your face, dear sister. Plus, you’ve said that a million times already I’m actually tired of hearing it now. After all these years, you think I don’t memorize every habit you have?” He replied, hands taking some of the clothes that were still stored in a brown carton and beginning to fold them neatly before standing up and putting it into your closet. He really does take after your father, from appearances to characteristics, “Your eyes, they speak to me the loudest, telling me every bit of your feelings. In fact, I’m kind of puzzled Atsumu never found out through them. But then again, it just supports the truth that he’s as dumb as he could get.”

This boy doesn’t really miss a chance to voice out his disfavor for your soulmate, huh? You wonder what is it that made him dislike… no, wait dislike was an underestimation… rather, loath Atsumu to the core. Bad first impression? No, your brother was not that petty. Did they have a fight you never knew about? If Atsumu and him ever fought, you were sure as hell you’d be the first one to know, seeing as your best friend practically whines and complains at you at every single thing in his life… so why?

“He hurt you and not just once. It’s not supposed to be my business but technically speaking, you are my sister before you were his soulmate and that’s all I needed to dislike him,” said Kiyoomi, continuing to fold your clothes as if what he said was practically nothing. Was he a mind-reader? You don’t know but perhaps, you could try to convince him to start up a fortune-telling business with you and earn millions.

“… You’re so creepy, ‘Yoomi,” You spoke up after a few moments of silence while he sneered, obviously not pleased with your comical reply, “Forget it! God, it’s so hard to have a serious talk with you.”

You only pursed your lips before bursting out into laughter, making him glare at you before his eyes softened. He hasn’t heard that pure laughter in a long time, after all. For some odd reason, he is proud that it was him that made you happy again like that, even for just a short while. After watching you work on something he doesn’t really know what, probably for the play, (it’s a relief you still have a smile on your face while you were on it though), he stands up, stopping by the doorway again when he heard you speak, “Thanks for being there, ‘Yoomi. Can’t imagine my life without my best brother.”

Kiyoomi knows he’s far from being the best brother in the world; he wasn’t expressive, sweet nor overprotective… but hearing those words from you means he’s at least good and somehow, he’s fine with that. He remains quiet before saying, “You know, your friend Hajime, I think he’s nice.”

He doesn’t say anything more, but he knows that his words reached you; he didn’t miss the way you blushed, after all. He takes note of making you flustered more often.

Osamu grumbles under his breath in annoyance, clenching then unclenching his hands as he watched Yui cling onto his brother’s arm like there was no tomorrow. Doesn’t this girl have any decency left in her blood? They were in the public cafeteria of the university, good heavens! And they haven’t even officially became soulmates AND a couple.

The last thing he wanted on his agenda today was to become a third wheel, much less to his brother; and the fact that it’s not even with you, the true soulmate, his favorite Sakusa (he won’t let Kiyoomi know that though), and best drinking buddy, makes it more unbearable for the gray-haired lad. He could only scowl so hard at his twin, who on the other hand, remained unmoved. At least that’s what Osamu sees but unbeknownst to him, Atsumu just wishes he could go and find you as soon as possible.

He has had enough of you averting your gaze each time you catch each other’s eyes at the theater room. According to his brother, your flight is in ten days which means he only had a few more days to make your friendship right; to make it up to you and prove that you are, indeed, an important figure in his life (cue Osamu’s mocking last night when they talked: “HAH!? You sure do have a peculiar way of showing her that she’s important. You’re making me want to laugh and choke you at the same time.”)

“Oh! Iwaizumi-kun, Tooru and… Sakusa YN?” Yui trails off, making the blonde perk up at the sound of your name, turning his body quickly only to find you already looking back at them with… disappointed eyes? As quickly as it came, it disappeared and soon, you were smiling and waving at Osamu, completely ignoring your “best” friend. Atsumu can only stare at you in disbelief; never, not even once, had you disregarded his existence like that before. Even when you had small arguments, you made sure to acknowledge him with a simple nod.

In addition to your indifference, Hajime only furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at Yui’s greeting, as if he doesn’t know Yui at all, not even as an acquaintance. Hence, the three of you only proceeded to the table Makki, Mattsun and your brother saved for you.

“Eh? Iwaizumi… ignored me?” Yui frowned, obviously not used to being disregarded by the boy who used to give her a greeting every time they come across each other. As far as she could remember, they ended their bond in good terms, without anyone having to feel angry at the other so why is it that he acted that way? Did he hold a grudge after all?

Meanwhile, Atsumu gazed into nothing, your sad eyes flashing into his mind and staying there. Have you given up on him already? Did his nightmare that day actually came true? His trail of thoughts was cut off with Osamu’s voice speaking with amusement plastered on his face, “ooh, a taste of his own medicine, huh YN?”

He smirks, finding his brother’s suffering oddly satisfying. He too, like Kiyoomi, has his limits as to Atsumu’s undesired talent of hurting you (he knows the blonde was also suffering but you know, it just really gets on his nerves how blind his twin could get). So right after saying that, he stands up, picking up his tray that holds his food and beginning to walk where your table was.

“Samu! Where are you going?” The said lad looks back at his blonde twin weirdly before shrugging, “YN and Kiyoomi’s table, where else? You can’t expect me to stay on the table with you two, it’s weird.”

“So… you really can’t remember anything about your soulmate? Like who it is or something?” Oikawa asked, staring at Hajime’s hands, as if he’d be able to see anything on his pinky. Unfortunately for him, the ex-captain was not given the ability to be a Moira so he wouldn’t be able to see any changes no matter how long or hard he looks. The spiky-haired lad merely groans, feeling a headache coming due to his dear friend’s pestering, “Yes. I told you that already. I just woke up, saw my thread black and now, I can’t remember anything about who it is.”

“But you can remember us? It’s just the soulmate stuff you forgot?”

“Well, I’m talking to you right now, am I not, you dumbass?” Hajime snarled; an inch close to punching his best friend in the face. Beside him, you look down, feeling the sadness and heartbreak for him because even those feelings were lost the moment he woke up. If you let go of Atsumu, will this also happen to you? You can only give a pathetic laugh at your silly question; of course, it will. You weren’t some kind of special Moira that will be exempted from that ‘curse.’ But you wonder, how would he react? Would he be sad? Or would he just forget about you too and just throw everything you had away? It seems so easy for him to do that, after all.

Now that you witness what’s gonna happen upon cutting the thread, a part of you somehow wishes you should’ve just told him when it was still early, when you were still young and problem-free. Maybe he would’ve given you a promise like those in the movies wherein he says he would marry you once you get older. Maybe he would’ve been able to love you if you could’ve just given him a chance to do so. But it’s your fault, isn’t it? Because you were a coward; you were so greedy for true love that you can no longer have it, you think to yourself.

In the midst of your rather negative thoughts, a warm hand pulls you away from mentally beating up yourself further. Looking up, you find Hajime looking at you with soft eyes, as if assuring your heart that: “You’ll be fine. I’m here. I’ll keep you safe.”

Maybe… just maybe, the universe has given you another chance for true love.

marga's notes. I HAVE FOUND A NEW HUSBAND AND HIS NAME'S BENIMARU SHINMON

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anime-life0 · 3 years

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@hajimekotaro05 you've got mail!! It took a long time but the boys from free! finally finished writing you their letters! They wanted to make sure that it got to you before your school started and they didn't rest til they were sure that it would! So, here they are! Hope I didn't disappoint. Enjoy! <3

PS while I was editing it, something went wrong with Tumblr and it kinda jumbled some of the words/paragraphs so sorry in advance if ever done of the stuff are confusing! 🙏

Hello my dearest ^^

How are you doing today? Eating well? Studying and giving your best still? I hope you are. I wouldn't want you to get sick or anything. You should promise me that you take care of yourself. Can you promise me that? Whenever I'm not there with you, whenever we aren't together, please take care of yourself. I know you can because I believe in you. I really love you and I know that you can do anything you put your mind into!

It's been a while since you've talked about it but I know that you're still struggling with a lot of problems that you can't seem to solve. I know the feeling, it's okay. I may not know exactly how you feel but, whatever you're feeling whether it's happiness, sadness, anger, confusion, or anything at all, you know that I'll always be here to let you know that you aren't alone. That's a promise!

Did you know that you remind me of a little kitten? Yeah. You're just like a little kitten. A kitten who's afraid of this world that you don't know if it'll accept you or not. I know you're vulnerable most times and I want to help you. Just like a kitten, I want to always snuggle and cuddle with you and just overall protect you. You're really cute and cuddly too so that's a plus for me.

I wish you could have more confidence in yourself though. If you could see what I can in you then you'd be surprised and amazed even! I really think you're amazing. So, trust me and be yourself so everyone can see how wonderful you are! You do trust me don't you?

It's okay to feel down sometimes and confused even but, you know that I'll always make sure that at the end of the day, you're happy and secure. I love you so much and I can't say that enough.. you're beautiful. Please don't forget that. And, never feel that you're a burden because, baby, you're my number one priority. You're more important to me than anything and anyone else. Now smile and be happy alright? I'm here for you. ( ◜‿◝ )♡

- Makoto

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Hey, what's up my lovely~!

How's it going? What're you up to these days? Say, I know I haven't exactly been the best boyfriend ever but, I'm still trying! Gotta stay positive for my one and only after all.

Hey boo? I just want you to know that no matter what anyone says about you or what you think about yourself, you're always gonna be number one in my book. You're always number one in my heart boo! My baby boo is awesome and really, I do believe that I'm the luckiest man in the world! Don't you think so too? I mean, what were the odds that the two of us would meet and that you would actually take a second of your time to actually get to know me? And the greatest miracle of all is that you actually liked me! I know I'm a bit lively sometimes and I might even come off as annoying but, who knew that you'd like me! It makes me so happy y'know. You make me so happy and I want to make you feel all the happiness that you give me too. It's only fair~

There are times that I know you feel like giving up and I know that it's hard. Some things get me down too and at times I just wanna run away from it all but, we can't even if we wanted to. We gotta work for our own selves. We gotta keep moving cuz if we stop, we'll have nothing left. Won't you keep moving for me?

The hard times won't just magically fade away in an instant no matter how much we want it to but even so, I'm here to be with you through all those times. If you're scared, I can be brave for you! If you're sad, I can infect you with joy! And if you're insecure and unsure of yourself, I'll be there to tell you how much you make my world shine. You always seem to make me smile so I want to make sure that you know that you're special and all. Believe me, you really are. I'd never say something I don't mean so, just trust me when I say that you're super special and that you have an awesome personality! You're also extremely pretty, did you know? Yeah, I think about it all the time, how pretty you are. You're smile, your laugh, the way you sneeze. It's funny and cute at the same time! You're pretty and amazing inside and out. If someone says otherwise then screw them, they don't know what they're talking about, hmp. It's too bad that they won't see how wonderful you are.

I love you, my precious baby boo. You're the greatest thing that's ever happened to me, I mean it and it's no exaggeration.

Oh, and along with this letter you will find lots of love and hugs and kisses too so that you will feel my love as you read this<3 I love you, my adorable baby!

- Natsuya

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Well if it isn't the most wonderful person in the world... How is my one and only lover doing this fine day?

Do you have anything special planned for today?? Anything I should know about? Y'know, as your boyfriend? Haha! Alright, alright, enough with the teasing~ how are you? I'd love to hear about your day and everything! Lay it all on me! Tell me everything that's on your mind! I don't care if it's something you're insecure about, cuz I know that you struggle with that a lot, or something good that happened, I'll listen to it all!

Speaking of insecurities though, has it gotten better or worse? Your insecurities, I mean. It sucks to have those problems y'know, that's why I'm on a lifelong mission! A mission to eradicate all insecurities and self doubt that my lovely darling has! Whether they're doubts about your appearance, abilities, skills, personality, or whatever! I'll make sure that you won't ever have to worry about it again! Y'know why? It's cuz you deserve a break. Yeah. You deserve a break from all these thoughts that cloud your mind and put you down. Let me handle it, cuz you deserve to rest. I'll handle it from now on okay? I'll make sure that you won't ever have to worry about anything again! That's what I'm here for! And I'll always be here as long as I live! Will that make you less anxious, my one and only? I hope I can make you feel at least a little better.

I know there are things that even a positive attitude won't change but there's no way I'm giving up. And you shouldn't too. You need to get up and start believing in yourself! You've got all that it takes to survive in this world so all you really have to do is overcome that fear of yours and take a leap of faith~! Take a leap of faith with me! Let's be brave together and fight side by side everything that comes our way! To be honest, that sounds pretty amazing. Facing this world alongside you would be absolutely awesome! Don't you think?

Hey, I'm always gonna be here okay? Trust me! Since when have I failed you? Never, right? So what makes you think that I'd fail you now? Promise me that you'll try your very hardest and always, always keep that pretty little head in an optimistic mindset, alright? That's what I do to keep going even though things don't go my way~ life's not gonna wait for you, neither is it gonna change the way you want it to when you want it to. So don't just wait for an opportunity or when you're ready. You gotta make your own opportunities and go at every turning moment you can! Gotta live life to the fullest, am I right?

I got your back so don't look back. I'll always be here so just focus on what's ahead! We can get through this together! And never mind all the haters and vibe killers, okay? Let them be. It's not like they have a cool boyfriend like me on their side anyway, so what are you worrying for? Nothing! So make sure you never give up and do your best all the time! I love you!!

- Asahi

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This letter is brought to you by the most loving and caring boyfriend in the whole entire universe.

Haha, hey my cutie! I miss you! I just wanna run to wherever you are right now and tackle you into a bear hug! I don't think I can help myself y'know? But anyways, how's it going~? Anything good happened lately? My siblings are nagging me to get you to come over and visit y'know. Would it be too much to ask if you could come over for us? Pretty please? Puppy dog eyes and pouty lips please??

Just kidding, I'd never force you to do something that you don't want to or can't do. And besides, I don't want my siblings to be all over you again. I love them but, boundaries are boundaries. You're mine and I don't wanna share! It's all because you're too cute darn it! I mean, I'm not complaining but, since you're too cute for this world then I always have to keep an eye out for anyone making you feel uncomfortable or frankly, being weirdo jerks to you who just to try to make you insecure about yourself and stuff.

Yeah, I know. People make you insecure about yourself right? You do know that they're only doing that cuz they see how cute and perfect you are that they're afraid that if you were too confident, you'd outshine them right? It's kinda obvious and sometimes I pity them for being so horrible. But then I remember that they were mean to you so I loathe them all anyway. I mean, how could they just mess with my cutesie! They're not allowed to!

Things like that happen though. I know they're unavoidable sometimes but darn. I just can't sit still when I know that you're feeling insecure about yourself. I just wanna comfort you and make sure that you're okay. I just get this urge to hold you, y'know?

I want you to feel safe. I want you to know that I'll always be there for you no matter what. And I want to make everything better. I don't wanna sound like a brat but I really want them all. I want you. I need you. And that isn't gonna change.

I love you and I want you to always be happy. I want you to enjoy being you and feeling comfortable in your own skin. Because you're amazing. You really are! Believe me, I know a cutie when I see one! But that's besides the point! I love you so much and I'll always be here to tell you that and make you feel all the love that I feel towards you. Count on it! And don't you worry your pretty little head cuz I've got you covered! I'm your personal motivation/optimism/happiness boy! I'll never get tired and I'll never ever stop giving you all the happiness and love that you need. I love you, forever and ever and ever!

- Seijuro

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Hello my sweet princess,

It's Kisumi here, how are you? I was wondering if you were doing good and I don't know to be honest why I suddenly decided to write you this letter. I mean, I'd love to write to you all the time but don't feel pressured to write back okay? You need to rest every once in a while you know?

Anyway, I hope that you're taking care of yourself. I really miss you and I wish that we can be together right now. Do you miss me too? I hope you aren't losing feelings for me while we're not together haha. You'd tell me if you didn't love me anymore right?

That's besides the point though, I wasn't writing this letter because I was having doubts about our relationship, I'm writing to ask if you were doing fine. I don't want to seem nosy and all but what have you been up to lately? Tell me everything that's on your mind, I wanna just listen to you ramble on and on about anything. It's relaxing and you're super adorable when you do.

Oh, by the way, have your insecurities been a problem lately? I know that you still struggle with them despite the many times I tell you that they're just thoughts. That's why I was asking to check up on you. Y'know? To make sure that you're okay and everything.

You've struggled and fought every single time the anxiety and insecurities hit you. Let me just say that I'm proud of you. Yup! I'm proud of you, my pretty princess! You are an absolute queen for handling all those problems like a total boss! But, as much as you're used to handling everything on your own, I don't want you to. I'm here for you still okay? Always by your side is what I always say right? I still mean that and it isn't gonna change.

I'll hold you forever in my arms if that's what it would take for you to smile. I'd even cuddle with you and get all your favorite comfort foods too. Wouldn't that make you happy? I'd give anything to see your smile, really.

You do your best and keep on going despite all the negatives that come your way. You may or may not want to but regardless, you still do. And I want to say that you're amazing. I really think that you're super cool considering you've come this far. You can go even farther right? I believe in you.

I love you so much, and I want you to see how precious and wonderful you are. You're extraordinary and I think you should be proud of that. Let's meet soon okay? I'll take you out on an expense free date so you can unwind and relax. Just the two of us. Doesn't that sound fun?

- Kisumi

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Hello darling,

Heard you've been having a rough time lately, is everything alright? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Can I do anything to help? I really worry about you a lot y'know. I always wonder if you're having a hard time or struggling with problems that you try to conceal. I wish you'd open up more and have more confidence in yourself. There's no reason why you shouldn't be. You're stunning and every little thing about you makes my heart race.

I love you. I don't tell you this enough but please always know that I do. I care about you deeply and I would do anything for you. I want you to be happy. You're an amazing person that even saw the best in me. And for that I am eternally grateful. Now let me return the favor and make you feel like the queen you are. You can do anything you want to. I know you can. Believe in yourself because I do, darling.

Your problems are real, they're difficult sometimes, I know. But don't ever think of giving up. Never stop trying to be better. You're beautiful. Don't let anyone or anything make you feel like you aren't. I know you more than anyone could ever. And that's enough for me to claim that you're someone that I'm proud to call mine. My one and only lover.

I never thought that I'd fall for someone but you changed it all. It's because you're adorable. And because your personality shines like the sun that brightens up even the darkest days. I am so lucky to have you.

No one in the world could ever compare to you. You're unique and I love that about you. Pleas don't let his world and your insecurities change you one bit. I love and accept you just the way you are. Especially when you smile. Your smile changes everything for me. It makes me happy. And no matter what you say, I still think that it's really cute how your lips curl up when you do. The sparkle in your eyes also makes my heart flutter every single time. You have such an effect on me and I'm glad that it's you that I've fallen for.

I wish you would see how I could see you. Every little thing that you're insecure of are things that I absolutely love about you. You overthink too much y'know. But I guess you can't really help it, can you? I know that being in you is hard and I get it. The thoughts just invade your mind and take over you. So I'm here to be your safe space. I'm here to comfort you and tell you everything is gonna be alright. I'm here to make sure that it'll be all okay in the end of every day. You're worth it and I will never get tired of telling you how important you are to me. I won't ever stop being here to make sure that you won't give up. I'll make sure that you're always loved and cared for. You need and deserve it after all.

I love you, darling. Please always know that you're enough. More than enough, even. And you will always be perfect to me.

- Sousuke

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Hi baby,

First off, I know you're struggling with a lot right now and I get that. I know a lot has been happening lately and it's all just gushing at you all at once, right? I know the feeling. It's okay to feel upset when things like these happen. You just gotta hold on and work your absolute hardest to get to where you wanna be! I can help you with anything y'know. I'm always gonna be here.

Times like these are difficult. I've been through a lot of difficult times myself, you know. Sometimes I look back on those times and remember all the pain and suffering I've went through. But even if I could go back in time and change it, I wouldn't. Because those times were what made me become who I am today. Those times, those struggles, made me stronger. And they'll make you stronger too. These experiences will only push you to become better. And it's not like you'll break, right? You're like, the strongest person I know!

You know, I think that you're amazing. Really. You're such an amazing person and honestly, no one could ever compare. You may think that you aren't so great and all but I see it. You've got all that it takes to be the best! And I'm not afraid to claim that you're gonna go places, meet lots of awesome people who accept and love you, and become who you want to be. I'm sure that some day you will. That's a fact.

Just these words won't make everything better, I know that, baby. But I'm still gonna try and make you feel just a little bit happier. I want to be your happiness just like you're mine. You're my everything and I'd hate to see you down or upset about something. That's why I always want to be with you. I want to be with you to make sure that you're always the best you can be and that you're always comfortable in your own skin! Why shouldn't you be? Being you is like, anyone's, if not everyone's, dream. They just don't know it.

Please, always know that you're loved and that you are important. If no one thinks you're important then they've got another thing coming cuz you're my number one and absolute priority! I'd cross oceans for you just to see your smile! I'd really do it if I had to! So, give me a smile and stay strong, baby! I love you.

- Rin

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absoluteyoongit · 4 years

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Just Dance pt. 1

⇢ pairing: bestfriend!Hoseok x dancer!Reader, more pairings to come

⇢ genre: fluff

⇢ word count: 1.7K

⇢ warnings: just some swearing

⇢ series summary: Jung Hoseok, your best friend since childhood, is one of the best parts of your life. You have always supported him with everything, including his band BTS. Hoseok always kept you a secret from the rest of the group, but now he’s ready to introduce you to everyone. Who knew your presence would improve the members lives, one more than others.

⇢ author’s note: Hey guys! This is the first part of a series I'm concocting. Not much happens in this chapter, it’s just setting the scene, but I hope you all like it. I hopefully will post a new update once a week. So stay tuned!

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You have always been the type of person to let one thing after another pile up and completely ruin your day. Today was just one of those fucking days that wouldn’t let you catch a break.

You looked up just to see heavy dark clouds fill the sky. You frown as the first couple drops hit your forehead, your mood instantly plummeting further down the drain.

“Why does it have to rain right now,” you mumbled aloud as you continued trudging home from work.

The tapping of rain on your head was the last thing you needed right now. The steady tempo lulled you into a stupor and all you could think about was how horrible your day was as you mindlessly walked home.

Your alarm had not woken you up this morning like it usually did, making you rush out of the house without breakfast so you could make it to class. The professor didn’t appreciate your sweaty asthma induced labor walking in 15 minutes late for class. Your sheepish smile hid the actual heat death of the only dignity you had left.

At work, a woman complained three times in a row that her coffee was made incorrectly and you had to remake that very coffee three times in a row. By the third time you remade her drink you could had killed that Karen with the glare that hid behind the sickly sweet smile on your face. That was when your boss told you to go home, no longer able to put up with your attitude.

You huffed remembering how the woman’s nose turned up every time she practically threw her coffee back at you. It wasn’t like you didn’t know what you were doing. You have been working at the same damn coffee shop for three years now and not one person complained about your coffee before.

Now it rained even harder, the cold seeping into your bones. The fuzzy coat you wore today did nothing but capture more rain and your feet squished inside of your sneakers. You were soaked and bitter.

All you wanted right now was to warm up and cheer up. You made it your mission to always have some happiness during the day even if the majority of it sucked. Coming to a stop at an intersection you finally raised your head up seeing the road that would lead you home and the road that would lead you to the dance studio you volunteered part-time at.

You knew that no classes were being held right now and your manager, Joowon, would be just handling desk work. You could have the whole studio to yourself to dance freely.

With new determination you spun on your heels and headed toward the studio. The heaviness of your shoulders immediately lessened. You had a pretty average but busy life, but you would always find time for dancing. It always put you in a good mood.��

By the time you reached the dance studio your face was beaming. Pulling the front door open blasted you with the warmth you knew you would find.

Sliding your feet across the mat at the door you removed the matted fuzzy coat you were wearing. With the jacket gone you felt ten pounds lighter but even with the main culprit gone you were still completely drenched.

“Joowon-oppa! Where are you! I am in desperate need of a hug.”

“I am in the office! Where else would I be?”

A sly smile crept onto your face as you tiptoed over to your friend, trying to keep the squeaks of your shoes down to a minimum. You knew that the studio was pretty soundproof and Joowon probably has not noticed the heavy amounts of rain falling from the sky.

Opening the office door with a small creek, you saw the back of Joowon. He was a few yes older than you, not that it would matter, but he wasn’t the type to care for honorifics. He was one of your only friends, the older brother type who I could always count on if I needed help, and you were so grateful for him.

Joowon’s shoulders looked tense and his hair was disheveled, like he had ran a mile through his hair. The air around him suggested that he was also not having the greatest day, which made you sad.

Maybe a nice hug would brighten his day.

“Joowon!” You yelled, throwing your arms around his shoulders.

The combination of your damp skin and clothes, along with your sudden outcry had Joowon jump in his seat.

“Yah! Y/n. Don’t do that,” Joowon huffed, grasping his chest, looking at you with wide eyes.

You shrugged, tucking some wet hair behind your ear, “You knew I was here. Should’ve expected that from me honestly.”

Joowon gave an annoyed look, “You could have scared me and not gotten me wet,” he gestured to his now slightly damp back.

Shrugging again, you went around and plopped down in the chair across from him. “I’m sorry. You looked kinda stressed so I wanted to loosen you up a bit. Did it work?”

You stared at him expectedly wanting an answer to his dejected look.

Joowon sighed looking back down, “I am just working out some money stuff. Don’t worry about it. It’s nothing too bad yet.”

He raised his gaze back to yours as you raised your eyebrows in worry and disbelief.

“I promise if something was really wrong I would let you know,” he let out with a small chuckle.

You nodded in acceptance. This place was like a second home to you and Joowon knew it. He would let you know if he was in jeopardy. Standing up, you headed towards the door.

“Okay. I am gonna head to studio one,” glancing back at your friend, “Please let me know though if I can do anything to help.”

“I will.”

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You stared at your reflection in the wall to wall mirror of the studio. You wore one of the backup outfits you had stashed in the office for situations like this. It was just a plain black sports bra with blood red biker shorts. While it was one of the simpler looks you usually wore, it was one of the ones that made you feel the most powerful.

Turning to the phone in your hand you scrolled through songs you were planning on creating choreography for to post on your YouTube channel. That was you. y/n: part-time barista, part-time student, part-time dance instructor, part-time youtuber.

You only made dance videos. It wasn’t much deeper than that, even though some fans comment on how they would love if you vlogged or had sit downs with them. You just wanted a space to share your love of dancing.

Nothing was catching your eye as you scrolled through the music. “What am I feeling? What am I feeling, huh?” you mumbled before your eyes landed on a certain song. A small smile graced your face. Content with your decision, you set it to repeat and played the song.

The sound of gunshot echoing in the room got you riled up as UGH! by BTS started playing over the speakers.

Relaxing, you let your body move to the music, feeling it out. Your process to create choreography was to do what felt right with the music and refining it from there.

You loved BTS. Not just because they were talented and made great music but because your best friend since childhood, Jung Hoseok, was one of the members.

As the song ended for the tenth time, you felt like you made enough progress for the day. You were sure that you would have a fully-fledged out dance by the end of the week.

As you packed up, your mind wandered to Hoseok. You missed him so much. He was your only friend growing up and dancing was something you both shared.

All the days and nights practicing, the breakdowns when either of you thought you were not good enough, all the times Hoseok cried to you when his father would belittle him. Those memories and experiences forged an unbreakable bond that is still strong, even with him traveling the world.

You were always his number one supported and he never forgot that.

When BTS first debuted, he had called you first, basically screaming at you over the phone in excitement. You obviously matched his excitement tenfold, jumping and yelling with him. That was one of your happiest memories.

You have been with Hoseok every step of the way; comforting him when haters said he was ugly and untalented, facetiming each other to create choreography for their songs and even helping him write lyrics.

You were his secret weapon. Literally a secret because he hasn’t told the other boys about you. He wanted you to be his best friend. He didn’t want to share and he knew he would have to if the others knew about you. You were just that special to him. A piece of home.

You didn’t mind keeping your existence a secret, knowing how much it meant to him. You just wanted to have a happy and supported Hoseok, no matter what you had to do. Even if that meant pretending to be his mother when another member would interrupt your call, or hiding from view when Jimin would make an appearance during one of your studio facetimes sessions.

It was all worth it. Even if it meant seeing him in person less when he was home or losing sleep to talk to him when there was a large time difference. You would do anything to not lose him. He was one of the best things in your life.

Hoseok supported and loved you as much as you loved him. He would express it as often and in as many ways as he could. Sometimes he would mobile order your favorite coffee when he was on the other side of the world.

You finished packing and started your trek back home. Thankfully it had stopped raining but that didn’t stop you from splashing in puddles on the way. You smiled at the thought of Hoseok; It had been a week since you last talked to him and to you that was unacceptable.

You’ll have to call him when you get home and ask how he’s doing.

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bree-sasbdb · 4 years

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Coffee Date

Bree

*thinking about going to grab some coffee. Picking up my phone I decide to give @SI_SASBDB a call to see if he might be able to join me. Pulling him up in my contacts and hitting the call button*

*I was sitting at my desk looking over some papers of transactions. My phone started ringing I looked up and saw it was Bree. I answered the phone “Si speaking.”

Bree

Hey Si it's Bree.*trying to keep my nerves from showing* I was wondering if you might have some time to meet me and get a cup of coffee?

Hey Bree. *listens intently and wonders if she’s going to ask em to come visit.* “Sure I do. Where do you have in mind?”

Bree

Mystical Coffee on Grady St, in about 30 minutes.

I can be there in 30 minutes. Do they have lattes? I’m a big Latte guy”

Bree

*laughs* Yeah they have them. It's similar to Starbucks but a local place.

Ohh right on! I’ll be there to see your face and it’s on me beautiful. I’ll see you in 30.

Bree

See you then. *hanging up the phone I hurried to change. I selected a pair of jeans and a sweater to wear. Once I was dressed I looked at myself in the mirror and as I did a song came into my head and it brought a memory with it. The song was an old country song titled Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On. It was a song my father used to either sing or play everytime my mother would wear jeans. I started to laugh as I saw them dancing around the living room as my father sang to her. They were both so happy that day. I turned from the mirror humming the song as I slipped my heels on. I went upstairs and told Hafwen I was heading out for a bit then I kissed Kiehran and went out to the back patio to demat to the alley behind the coffee shop*

*I got up from my desk. I let my secretary know I was out for the rest of the day. I told the goon squad where I was dematting too. They all mutters and teases from them. “Yes well don’t be a hater just cover my 6 and hers.” Oi bunch of nancies. I mutters as I dematted to the coffee shop.*

Bree

*I arrive in the alley and not seeing anyone I walk around to the entrance of the coffee shop. I decide to wait outside for him to arrive*

*I came up right behind Bree when I undematted. I smiled seeing her but she hadn’t noticed I was here yet.* Hey Bree.

Bree

*jumping when you say hello I turn around and smile looking up at you* Hey yourself!

*I look around seeing barely anyone around the area but a huge line.* “This seems to be a pretty popular place.”

Bree

I think it's the best coffee shop in town. Shall we get in line? It usually moves fast.

Sure why not. I usually have my secretary get our coffee order. Do they have good donuts here?

Bree

*walking to the end of the line and joining it* They have different pastries. Everything I have tasted has been great.

How long have you been going to this place? *I asked checking out all the scenery and the building structure trying to figure out if this was my crew that built it or what.*

Bree

I started coming here when the place opened two years ago. *watching you scan everything. Glancing around to see if I can see his guards as I doubt he came alone.*

*Finishimg my scans and I look back to you. Smiling as I returned looking into your eyes.* Sorry like you look at buildings. I have a construction business I own as well.

Bree

*grinning* I see. Sounds like a good business to be in.

Something is always needing building. I dabble into a lot of things here in Caldwell. I like to keep a pulse on the town and ya. Us.

Bree

*grins up at you as we move up in line* You know the night at the club it didn't dawn on me that you were this tall. *laughs* Even with heels on I barely reach past your waist.

*He looked down at her and chuckled. Now realizing she was indeed shorter than him. He was wee bit tall and that was ok. Her being short was no bother.* I don’t mind the height of things. *He winked and kinda touched her hand.*

Bree

*his touch causing goosebumps, looking up smiling* Thats good since I can't help it that I'm short. *walking into the coffee shop I walk up to the counter and order a chai latte. *stepping aside so you can order*

*I order a white mocha latte and a chocolate glazed donuts a dozen. The lady looked a me quite puzzled. I leaned forward “I got a real sweet tooth.” I winked softly and turned to Bree.” I’m eating for two *winks*

Bree

*covering my mouth as I laugh* Glad it's you and not me especially right now. *telling the cashier that it's to go as you pay then stepping back to wait for our order as all the tables are full.* There's a park a couple blocks from here that we can go to.

*I grin at you. Seeing you trying hard to not laugh. I see then bringing out our order.* Oh, I’d love to go to the park. Give me a sec to message the Goon Squad where we will be. *He smiled firing off a text*

Bree

*accepting our drinks as you text your guards* I knew they couldn't be far. You can grab your donuts. *thanking the staff as I turn to go to head to the door*

*I take the donuts and incline my head saying thank you and leaving a generous tip.* Is it a nice walk there? I don’t mind walking actually. It’s nice out tonight.

Bree

*walking out the door and walking towards the park* It is actually. I love spring nights like this. It's perfect weather. It's nice to take a bit of time away. Kiehran teething so he's fussy most of the time right now. Unless I'm walking and swaying him that is.

I’m sure being a parent of a wee one teething isn’t fun at all. I heard of you get this little thing for them to bite on while they are teething. I read it on the inter webs. *chuckled*

Bree

*looks over at you curious why you were looking up stuff on babies.* A teething ring? Yeah we have several for him and he loves them but only when we are holding him. He's very clingy right now.

He’s only a little baby boy. It’s ok for him to be clingy. I know I would if my aunt was hit like you. *I winked as I plowed my teeth into a donut.*

Bree

*laughing* I know but the hard part is he seems to want me and no one else and I can only walk for so long. Luckily he's been sleeping in spurts. He was asleep when I left. I have sneaking out like that but if he sees me he won't let anyone else hold him. Between taking care of him and training the puppies this is the first time I've had to myself in about a week. *sitting on a bench in the park. Looking around at the flowers that had bloomed.* It's just hard. I'm not really complaining, I'm just venting I think.

With you being a single parent and handling two pups on top of it. I’m sure it can be a bit overwhelming. You’ll manage with the digger I bet. *enters the park Nd looks for a place to sit.* Nice place this park.

Bree

Yeah, it is. But I made the decision to add the puppies into the mix. The Doggen do help but I'm insistent on training the pups on my own because I want them to obey me not them. *shaking my head* Sorry I didn't invite you here to bitch about my issues.

It’s alright. We’ve got to have someone to listen too. *Takes a sip of my coffee. Then grabs a donut.* Want a donut to chew on a bit?

Bree

*smiles as I shake my head* No thank you. Your sweet to listen but I'm not going to spend this time venting about this. I'd like to see you again and don't want to scare you away. *chuckles*

*scarfs down another donut. Listening to you, squatting down on the bench. Patting it next to me.* Sorry I didn’t eat today. Oh if I was afraid I’d a single woman having a difficult day. Well I mean I’d be happy to go on another date.

Bree

*sitting down as I making a tsking sound* You're glutton for punishment huh? I'm sure today won't be the last hard one. In fact I know it won't be.

I’ll have my phone on me in case you call to vent. *Winks* Anyhow, I certainly hope to have another date with you. Maybe we can grab dinner somewhere? Do you like Mexican food?

Bree

I would appreciate that. *smiles* Normally I call my best friend but she is getting mated soon and is busy with that. *laughing* I do actually and I would like to grab dinner with you.

Do you know of a good Mexican restaurant here? As you can tell I don’t eat out much. My doggen cook for me. *smiles*

Bree

*laughs* I'm very familiar with that. Hafwen, one of my Doggen, hates it when I tell her I'm going out to eat. However, I do try to eat at least one meal at home a day. When we're eating it's the only time we have to talk about things over. *seeing the disbelief on your face at my mention that the doggen eat with me. I feel compelled to say something* When we moved into the house I didn't like the idea of eating alone. Even though my family wasn't exactly formal this was still hard for them to do.

I tend to have my guards eat with me. They are paid but are something like family to me. So in honesty I know it’s kinda forbidden or frowned on. Anyhow I get it. Everyone does things differently. That’s quite alright though. *he smiled.* We are both different in the way our home life operate.

Bree

That is true but most would frown upon it. *looks down then back up to you* I apologize for assuming you would have a problem with it. But since it's just the 3 of us it doesn't make sense to make them wait to eat. It's different now and we're all adjusting to it.

It’s alright. I don’t play by the Glymeras rules. I make my own rules. Id not even piss on them if they were on fire. So tradition and standards can be fucked in my eyes. My doggen serve us and then they serve themselves and eat in their room. It’s a family thing.

Bree

That's how I feel about Hafwen and Nerville. *my phone starts ringing so I take it out of my pocket seeing who it is* I'm sorry I have to take this. *answering the phone I her Kiehran crying before Hafwen starts talking. She says that he won't calm down for either of them. I tell her that I'm on my way. Aftering hanging up I look at you* I'm sorry I need to go Kiehran won't calm for either of them. I need to get back. Call me and we can set up that dinner. *smiling at you I stand up and put my phone back in my pocket*

No worries, you be careful and take care of that nephew of yours. I’ll see what day I’m free on to hit upon. *He smiled and grabbed his donuts for the Goon Squad.* Boys as in stand by, so enjoy your night. *He smiled once more and headed off*

Bree

Okay, that sounds good. *smiling* I'll be waiting for your call. *going up on my tiptoes grabbing your arm to steady myself and to pull you towards me I kiss your cheek* Have a good night. *walking away to the shadows to demat home.

#CoffeeDate

#UnveilingTheVillian

#Part4

#SASBDB

#BDB

#SaintsNSinners

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staytinyzen01 · 5 years

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Too Much

NCT 22nd member

Hua x NCT (minus WayV and Jaems)

Everyone had decided that since it was a day off, they would head to the 127 dorms so everyone could chat and catch up, but whilst everyone was laughing and having fun, Hua was sat there quietly in her own little world.

She was frustrated. Yesterday during practice, she found it difficult. She had had trouble sleeping recently but told no-one so her movements were off and she could see the boys growing frustrated as they didn’t have long left to learn the dances. They said it was okay to reassure her but even Jeno had clenched his teeth together to stop himself from getting angry at her. It didn’t help that recently she had been the person that Chenle and Jisung pranked. She brushed it off but as it soon came to be just her to get pranked, she felt that they perhaps didn’t like her anymore and are trying to push her out. She could no longer go on social media either as all she saw was the hate. It was all becoming too much and she was suffocating herself in these emotions to try and show to the boys that she is strong and is pushing herself to be the best, instead of being weak and just dragging the group down.

She was brought back to reality by a concerned Taeil shaking her leg gently, asking her if she was okay but she shook it off saying she was fine. He didn’t believe her one bit so he took her hand and lead her to his room so no-one would hear them. He sat her down on the bed and crouched in front of her so they were face to face.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Why have you been so quiet today? Why haven’t you sat with either any of the others either? You can tell me, anything baby, you know that I won’t judge you.”

With his words, she began to tear up and he was quick to pull her to his chest where she started to cry. Unbeknownst to the pair, the others, with Doyoung, Johnny, Renjun and Haechan at the front, had noticed that Hua and Taeil was missing and went to find them before hearing Hua crying in Taeil’s room. They decided to hear why she was crying. Hua clutched onto the front of Taeil’s shirt as she cried, he was stroking her head and whispering sweet nothings in her ear to calm her down.

“Shhhh, baby, it’s okay. Just cry it all out and then you can tell me what is wrong okay?” She nods in response, and before long her cries had turned into sniffles and she finally pulled away, wiping her tears away.

“I’m sorry Taeil oppa, I put snot all over your shirt.” He was quick to brush it off though. “That doesn’t matter right now, don’t worry about it. Now tell me what’s wrong so then we can sort it, okay?” He got a nod and a sniffle in response and she took a shaky breath, bracing herself.

“I-I’m struggling oppa. I’m not sure I can do this. I haven’t slept properly in a while a-and yesterday I annoyed everyone in practice. They didn’t say anything but I could see it. I’m dragging them down. And I don’t think Chenle and Jisung like me. They are constantly pranking me. It was fine when it was everyone but they just prank me now. Plus, Cizennie thinks that I’m not good enough to be in NCT and maybe I’m not. Yesterday’s practice is proof of that. I’m not fit enough. I’m just the girl they added to fill Jaemin’s spot whilst he is resting. I’m just temporary. I’m not good enough to be an Idol. Idol’s work so hard and they don’t complain but I am so maybe I should just stop.” She wipes at her face as fresh tears had fallen. Taeil looked at her, crestfallen. He didn’t know that she was having issues none of the boys did as she never voiced that she had problems. He rubs his face and thinks about what to say, and by rubbing his face he discreetly removes tears that had welled up in his eyes when she told him about her struggles.

It was at this point that the others decided it was time for them to walk in. The older members looked at her sadly, ready to tell her help and the younger members walked in with tear-stained cheeks, they hadn’t realised that she felt that way. Jeno was frustrated that he couldn’t see she was tired. He went to her if he had issues sleeping but never questioned her to see if she had slept, he just assumed she did. Chenle and Jisung were sad that she thought they didn’t like her. They love her, Chenle loves her like a sister. They only pranked her because her reactions were the best. Mark felt like he was a terrible leader. He should be able to see that his member was struggling but he was too focused to see that she needed help. Renjun and Hyuck were the most affected. They are the closest to her, so for her to feel like she had to keep this all bottled up until she reached her breaking point, they felt like they had failed their duties to look after her. They also can’t believe that Cizennie feels that way about her. She isn’t a replacement for Jaemin, she is a crucial member of the team and the team is better with her as she improves the image of them being the younger members as she is so cute.

Jeno had messaged Jaemin and informed him on what the fans had said, he was quick to take to social media and state that Hua was not his replacement and started the hashtag #WeLoveHua.

Taeil brought her into another hug and the others were quick to follow before the elder ones went to their managers to address the situation of the fans and left Hua to the dreamies so they could talk it out. Mark was quick to speak up.

“Baby, I’m so sorry that you feel this way. I know sorry doesn’t help but I can understand being tired. You can always tell us if you are having issues though. You are not weak. You keep up with us and have fun even though most of it is boisterous. That is strong. You moved here and are the only female in a male group and you are already on your first comeback. That is strong. So in no way are you weak.”

Chenle and Jisung were quick to add on, “We don’t hate you. We only prank you because you give the best reactions, Renjun hyung chokes us, Jeno hyung is boring so he doesn’t react and Mark hyung and haechan hyung are at the 127 dorms so they don’t get pranked but that doesn’t mean we hate you. You are like our sister.” Jeno nods before adding what he needs to, “You are in no means Jaemin’s replacement either. 1st off you sing and he raps, 2nd, you are too cute so of course you aren’t going to leave when he gets back and 3rd, even Jaemin knows you aren’t replacing him and he is more than happy that you are here with us and are a new member of NCT and he can’t wait to meet you!” He shows her the texts as proof and she nods. Slowly but surely seeing that maybe they are right.

Finally, Renjun and Haechan speak, Hyuck going first. “Sunflower, you know that if you have issues sleeping you can come to any of us, right? We won’t judge you for it. You can always call me if you can’t sleep and I am always here when us dreamies are promoting so the bed is open to sharing when it is needed, okay? And for the mean fans, just ignore them as they are jealous. They are mad that you get to see us and hang out with us amazing people whilst they sit there annoyed that they aren’t talented enough to do what you do. You power through practice even though you might feel faint. The illness that causes you to faint, you don’t let it hold you back and you don’t let it stop you and that is because you are amazing. So ignore the haters.”

Renjun nods and adds in the final comment, “Flower, yesterday’s practice isn’t something to go off. We all have bad day’s and yesterday was all of ours. We were all mad at each other, making snide comments and stuff but don’t worry about it because we all love you. You are what holds us together. You can always come to me if you can’t speak to anyone else too, okay? We are here to support you in anything, so if you are tired, let us know we can make sure you get the rest you deserve by starting practice later or postponing it to a later date. You think that someone hates you, talk it out, although I can assure you none of us will ever hate you. If there are mean comments tell us so that we can stop them and the lies they are saying. We have your back just as much as you have ours, okay? Now group hug.” With that declaration, they all hugged her making her laugh slightly. She wiped her face one final time and they pulled away before she asked. “When can I meet Jaemin then?”

#kpop addition #nct addition #nct au #kpop au #nct u #nct dream #nct 127 #nct 2018 #wayv #nct 2019 #ramenkocnet #nct 22nd member

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littlemisssquiggles · 5 years

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I think one of the reasons why I like the Rosegarden pairing (besides it being cute), is that the Rosegarden shippers are overall nice! No Rosegarden shipper that I've seen hate on the other RWBY ships. (And as a side note: people complain about the age range, but where were these complaints for Whiterose, Ladybug, Pollination, Rosewick, Nuts and Dolts, and Enabler? I understand the Ozpin issue, but I feel that if Ozpin weren't a factor, people would still complain...)

Right! Boyyyyyy does this squiggle meister have something to say about that. Y’know what’sfunny m’dear anon-ninja.At this point, speaking as a Rosegardener, I feel it’s high time my fellowRosegardeners should rightfully start ignoring the hate towards our reveredship. You are absolutely right in the point that the RG community is a coolone. Every Rosegardener that I’ve had the pleasure of meeting, greeting,talking to, theorizing with, fangirling with and befriending have all beenwonderful, awesometastic and uberly talented people who are always respectfulto other ships. At this point, based on my observation, it doesn’t matter whateither we as a shipping community do or even the CRWBY do, if people want tohate on something, they will find any and every reason to complain just for thesake of hearing themselves talk and finding those one or two folks who wouldagree with them.

It still stuns me today that Anti-Rosegardeners arestill complaining about the 2 year age difference betweenRuby and Oscar. Areyou kidding me with this? PersonallyI think it’s is such a silly argumentthat has been beaten into the ground too much that I’m surprised it’s not buriedas yet. And what’s sad is that it really is just that---a mighty silly argumentfor the mere hypocrisy in it. I’m sorry but I’m going to be very blunt when Isay this. I find it downright ridiculous that people are complaining about a teenyweeny 2 year difference between Ruby and Oscar when ships like Whiterose,Lancaster, Ladybug and Nuts and Dolts all exist.

If you’re telling me that RoseGarden is a problemfor the age difference then what makes the other ships where Ruby is theyounger within the pairing at the same age gap acceptable? Are you saying that theage difference is only an issue if Ruby is with Oscar but is perfectly finewhen it’s Weiss, Jaune, Blake---literally anyone else who isn’t Oscar?

Because y’know, Oscar is a baby nugget at 14 soshipping him with Ruby would be immoral…even though when Ruby was 15, that didn’tstop people from shipping her with everyone else under the moon who were allolder than her. Do I also have to remind people that Rosewick existsalong with Enabler?But y’know, those are perfectly acceptable. People are shipping Ruby with aman---a grown ass man and her own sister and that’s fine. But shipping her witha precious freckled farm boy who is the closest in age to her than anyone iswrong.

You see why this complaint is nonsense, right?

I don’t even see the whole factor of Ozpin aproblem anymore since the show made it very clear in this recent season thateven though Ozma was paired with the other souls; he never interfered in theirpersonal relationships. On the contrary, as Jinn pointed out, Ozma learned theimportance of living with the souls he was paired with. We have an example of aWizard who had a wife and a family and Ozma and his fellow Wizard seemed quitecontent with their arrangement. Ozma never interfered with his hosts livesafter first reincarnation.

So even if Oscar and Ruby were to start a romance,Ozpin would not interfere. So at this moment, neither of the two main argumentsagainst RoseGarden hold any relevance anymore since they’ve both been debunkedby the series and its creators. Miles Luna, Writer of RWBY, said the agedifference isn’t a problem and the show itself said that Ozpin isn’t a problem either.Then there is the obvious factor that the show seems to be setting up somethingbetween our titular Rosebuds. Ruby and Oscar seemed to be destined to becomecloser as the story progresses. Does that mean a romance is on the horizon? Whoknows? But something is to come between them whether people like it or not.

If I could speak to my fellow Rosegardeners, Iwould tell them---guys, I think it’s time we just leave the haters to theirhate because as you can see, there is no reasoning with them. Not really. Ihave grown weary of seeing my fellow Rosegardeners justify again and again howthe age difference isn’t a problem. Same for the Ozpin thing.

I myself am tired of repeating the same points.Leave the haters alone. Let them talk their talk. There is an old Trinbagoniansaying that my mother used to say a lot when she would hear people complain onand on about the same stuff---‘Let the jackass bray!’

And before anyone jumps on my case, I am NOT calling the Anti-Rosegardeners donkeys. I’m just usingthis saying to prove a point. Sometimes you just have to let people speak theirmind. If they don’t like something, it’s their choice on how vocal they wish tobe about it just as how it’s our choice on whether or not we wish to listen toit or take it on.

If the Anti-Rosegardeners want to keep repeatingthe same old arguments over and over again, let them. Leave them to their talk. We don’thave to listen to them and we don’t have to answer them. If they have theenergy to complain, let us use ours to spread nothing but love and appreciationfor the ship we love. Counter the negativity with positivity. We don’t have tofight the haters but we don’t have to take them on either.

Thatbeing said, I just waiting for the future episode where the CRWBY makes a meta joke about the minor age difference between Ruby andOscar because I feel like that one is in the cards for a future season. Icalling it now. Remember I said it first when it comes. They already debunked thewhole “Ozpin” argument in V6 C3 so the agegap is next.

~LittleMissSquiggles (2019)

#squiggles answers: rwby #oscar pine #ruby rose #rwby rosegarden #rwby rosebuds #rwby spoilers #Anonymous

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maccaillte · 5 years

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//Ok it’s time to come out honest about this, in short I’m taking away the anon feature on this blog for sometime. Under the cut will give reasons as to why.

So earlier this week I had received anon hate which i responded to it typically in my flippant way and then deleted it. I had decided no more publishing that stuff anymore and I guess that made the anon hater angry. As I had been receiving multiple anon hate, probably from the same person, since Monday. I have blocked and deleted each and every one of them yet they still kept coming.

I had tried to not let it get to me but today was just too much, I was in a very depressive state when I got to work. It was mainly spurred on by an annoying regular that frequents the bar I work at and just complains, is rude and says some pretty vulgar stuff. Any how that was what was really getting at me and I made a post about it which the anon came at me. I was stuck on mobile tumblr so the option to block wasn’t there. I kept deleting the anons and then ate some food which instantly made me feel better and thankfully work picked up to keep me distracted.

So yeah I’m done being harassed by people too chicken shit to say it to my face while hiding behind a mask. I will bring the anon feature back on my own accord and probably won’t make it an announcement but yeah i’m just done.

Sorry for putting this on the dash but i felt like i owed a reason as to why i’m doing this.

#♛┊ooc┊#tbd.

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elizabethrobertajones · 6 years

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I love your meta, but I have a different ask today. I read a post suggesting there may have been a bts Destiel moment before Dean said yes to Michael. Well, the number of vicious comments about “Destihellers” was remarkable. so much hate! I’m new to Tumblr but longtime SPN fan and I don’t understand the vitriol. Clearly some shipped Wincest which, live and let live if that’s your jam, but as neither is canon why the hate? Their use of the term “Asstiel” baffled me too. What’s Cas done to them?

Omg, hi, welcome to the fandom, and I’m sorry that this was your exposure to everything… People are truly awful, and if they feel they have a platform to hurt others, either visibly to make a point (like comment sections on articles, replies on twitter with writers/actors @’d) or just to dispirit obviously new/naive or well-meaning people, they will dogpile on with contradictory comments with their own POV. Their problem is entirely of their own making, in the sense that there ARE live and let live fans of all stripes, but regardless of what these ones ship, their actual fandom engagement is enjoying being in an anti fandom, based around bashing the ship and proving it is fake, for whatever reason like homophobia or feeling their own sense of the show threatened or their ship or whatever, and will go miles out of sensible discourse or kindness to do so.

A lot of people dislike Cas because he disrupts a pure bros only imaginary version of the show, where the two of them basically drive around for 14 years crying on each other and taking turns to die for each other, and never forming any attachments or character development. Thankfully, the show’s writers are better than that, but the attachment to season 1-2 is too much for these people and the more time goes on the more they hurt and the more angry they get, when they’re among those who instead of losing interest and just not watching more, joined the anti fandom and began trying to identify why they now hate the show.

Just to note, there are people who now hate the show who also ship(ped) Destiel or are people who in their live and let live form would have been fans you’d have readily talked to and would have been nice back to you. But now aggressively accuse the show of being horrible to Cas, lash out at everything as anti-Cas/Misha and think everyone is abusive to Cas or Misha, on a character level or in the PR etc. Like, if Jensen casually teases Misha at a con, then it is seen as hate instead of playful messing around. Or they do the same with Sam or Dean and retreat into really hateful, toxic little bubbles of angry fans who feel let down by the show but are still so invested in some part of it that they can’t leave yet, despite how everything they see is interpreted as awful. Every type of fan does awful stuff and lashes out on social media or dedicates their time to mocking other fans and slagging off the show.

You have to just block and ignore these people and get on with enjoying the stuff you enjoy, unfortunately, because the internet is just too much of an unregulated social hell hole to ever really block them out entirely and you’ll always stumble on sock puppet accounts or watch someone you thought you could trust not to be that person become that person >.>

So yeah it’s nothing really that the show has done, it’s honestly I think more a product of our attention spans vs emotional investment and social bonds we form in fandom, because people who still enjoy the show always find stuff to love in it and people who are fed up will hate the same thing. Even if 6 months or a year ago they would have loved it. There’s no REASON they call us Destihellers or call Cas “Asstiel” except that their bitterness has become twisted into hate and they don’t like that people are shipping something else and enjoying it and talking hopefully about it or seeing it in the story, so that leads to knee jerk reactions, anger, and constructing narratives in which their version is the right one.

But be careful of the persecuted Destiel shippers who are right and vindicated and will send the haters packing when Destiel becomes canon narrative too, because it has some really awful toxic consequences on our fandom which play right into the “Destiheller” tropes they complain about and just feed the stupid, stupid, pointless argument. It shouldn’t even BE an argument. Blergh :P

#Asks #tl:dr everyone on the internet is gross #please spend time enjoying nice hobbies away from it #wank for ts #fandom problems

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revebedie · 6 years

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.’*~ ALONE REUNION ~*’.

chapter 3 ~ Room Of Confusions

Summary : Series written by me, it shows up that the reader (me) was being very introvert and a male hater too (aka insecure around them) ..but sometimes things change when you start recognizing the truth and enjoying it happily ! no matter what !

Characters : BTS members, TWICE members (except the maknae line), and y/n

Genre : fluff, angst and slight comedy.

Chapter : 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , . . .

ps : sorry, this chapter is a little long but a little thrilling to me when I was writing it, I J-hope you enjoy it as much as I’m gonna enjoy two days off !

Word Count : 3.3k words

It’s Wednesday..god I love Wednesdays, english classes, being closer to weekends, but they were always full of heavy homeworks, biology, maths and physics, wow, it looks like the word ‘rest’ will never be in my dictionary, never again, just like every semester, the sun was rising softly on our faces, it was like the golden hour moment, we were in our simple light autumn outfits, they were didn’t seem chic or anything more luxurious, they were comfy and neutral, resembling our moods, like sweatpants, baggy jeans, oversized sweaters and shirts, we went to school in our ‘not ready’ look, directing to our class, we were late as hell, looking for the keys, thinking because it was Jeongyeon too, I didn’t get mad at her, she was just playing with us, trying to get our exhausted moods, and I loved her that way, especially when Sana laughed at her actions while Nayeon scolded her, Momo enjoying the show, Jihyo smiling, Mina judging them along the way...good moments, I love my girls, they’re like a precious family to me, always next to each others’ sides, doors were open to the rushing teens, the class was close to be steady as the boys were preparing their stuff and started discussion, the girls sat too and did the same, but there was something strange, ..the class has changed a bit, as the boys in my class were not the same mean boys like yesterday, them who were very bossy and rude every year, no, they were new seven boys who joined this school this year, including the captain of the dance team club, Hoseok, who we met yesterday, was sitting on the desk to my left, Kitty in front of me, good looking boy on my right, and a silent one behind me, I didn’t want get involved in any situations around them, I was so shy that my eyes were stamped on my notebook.and I always knew that if I even get in any of them, I will always get ignored...

‘’Good morning !’’ Hoseok who was in a yellow delightful hoodie and grey sweatpants, greeted as if the words were to me, and they were actually meaning me, I froze at how I would answer him, ‘’Good morning, captain !’’ I replied quickly as if it could be heard only once, he let a wide smile draw itself on his face, opening his hand to me, ‘’So, are you new here to this school ?’’ he asked with a soft smile, ‘’No, I’ve been here in this school since last year ’’ I answered normally giving him a handshake, he made a wow look on his face, before a smart looking guy who was carrying two notebooks and a full book, came to Hoseok, ‘’Sorry for this but,.. can I have my pen again ?’’ the guy asked Hoseok, ‘’I told you it’s not me, it’s the little boy !’’ Hoseok whined, the guy furrowed his eyebrows before I turned my face around to look for Jihyo, when she realized me, she waved at me, I waved at her slowly, she was right on the desk next to the boy behind me, I didn’t want to pay attention to their conversation but Hoseok started to introduce ouselves, ‘’Oh, uhm,.. y/n this is Namjoon, the homework leader !’’ Hoseok hyped, ‘’Homework lea-..oh hello, y/n !’’ Namjoon greeted with a smile that made his little dimples appear on his happy face, ‘’Hello !’’ I greeted back before the english teacher came into the class, where he wrote the date, the title of the unit on the white board, opening his teachers book, starting to say his word, ‘’Teacher ?’’ a quiet question was heard from someone, ‘’Yes, student ?’’ , ‘’I just wanted to pass this pen to a friend of mine’’ he continued, I could see Namjoon face palming himself from the corner of my eyes, the teacher looked at him, Hoseok tried to make the ‘I told you’ look through his face to Namjoon, the small boy on my left let out a long giggle at the situation, pretty sure for me to know that the girls didn’t have any idea of what was going on, ‘’Please, quick !’’ the teacher speaked out from the awkwardness, I got startled by the boy’s sprint around the desks, I could feel Kitty being impressed by his hot look or the way he walked back to his desk, or his jawline or his expression, I didn’t know what caused her finding herself fanning over him, I saw his badge on his jean jacket where there was red ‘JK’ printed on it, this Jacket made him look so hot in Kitty’s eyes, I think she got her 5th crush here, because a lot of her ex(s) were forgotten by the heart for ridiculous reasons, but will this one work out and make it a big win ? will he really win her heart ? will she give up on it or get over it ?

Less than an hour and a half and the class has finished real quick, because all of my focus was on the board, notebook, the vocabulary and grammar, rushing to the lockers to arrange my stuff, so my study schedule wouldn’t be a mess, but the opposite is always expected, it always gets messy inadvertently, ‘’Y/N !’’ a loud scream came from the class, right when I was next to my locker, leaving me with same startled expression on my face, her voice will never leave me calm without a distraction, ‘’Yes, surprise me with your news ..!’’ I mumbled pretending to be excited for what was going to be said, ‘’COME ON, FOLLOW MY LEAD !’’ she said capturing my wrist really tight, which was holding the small eraser that can be dropped easily, as if she wanted to take me somewhere, ‘’I know, you want to show me your new crush ?’’ I assumed, ‘’NO ! that’s not it, it’s something more INTERESTING !!’’ she continued quickly, keeping her grip tighter on my wrist, i had nothing to do but to follow her instead, ‘’Ok, but please hurry up, I’ve a lot of stuff to arrange ! ‘’, ‘’okay, now come on !’’ she said excitedly informing me to run after her, we got to the ‘adventures room’ they always called it that way, where, trips, journeys, campings and competitions are held, ‘’They are gonna choose the leader !’’ Kitty squeaked again, ‘’Oh no ..’’ I sighed rolling my eyes, before I realized that the class dudes were there, the girls were there too, I hurried to them after rubbing my wrist, it was red marked by kitty’s fingers, Jeongyeon and Jihyo were gossiping about something but I wasn’t sure of it, they both smiled when they saw me before we hugged, a loud voice came a microphone which was held on the stage, ‘’Boys and girls out there ! Attention please ..’’ a young woman on the microphone speaked, ‘’Today, we are going to hold a school camping in the woods...oh, you all have to vote for your desired leader you always trusted, once you have voted for the right leader, the leader will choose 14 people to the camp, ...7 girls and 7 boys, and the big reward ....’’ she continued standing on the wooden stage, carrying little-squared papers and a voting box is next to her on a table, ‘’Jihyo ! Jihyo !’’ Momo came in after quick steps, ‘’Yes, Momori ..?’’ Jihyo said with her quiet voice, ‘’Can I be one of the dance club team, please ??’’ Momo pleaded with her fingers intertwined under her soft chin, ‘’Of course, you can, Momori, but you need to ask for the captain first !’’ Jihyo accepted Momo’s request, nodding after tapping her finger on her chin, all I wanted to do was to help, I knew where the boys were, ‘’I think the captain is there, the one who is standing with the science teacher !’’ I suggested trying to point to the corner of the room then hiding it real quick, I realized that Momo and Jihyo noticed me before they turned their face around to look for him, ‘’Thanks, y/n ! you know you are important !’’ Momo thanked me with a hype before waving at me and walking towards Hoseok and the science teacher, I didn’t know it was this easy to help, I was just too shy to interfere into stuff, Jihyo then looked at me with a wide smile, ‘’What ?’’ I asked with a confused expression which was curved into a smile, ‘’ you are very helpful, that’s really thoughtful of you !’’ Jihyo smiled putting her hand on my shoulder and patting it, my heart fluttered more, it was racing really fast and beating hard at her words, she wrapped her arms around me when she saw me blushing, ‘’Jihyo, why are we here again ?’’ Sana asked with a sigh, scratching the top of her head with her pinky finger, ‘’I can tell you know why‘’ Jeongyeon said crossing her arms, ‘’Wait... oh it’s because of Kitty, right ?’’ Sana mumbled forming an upset look, ‘’Did she bring all of you here too ??’’ I asked complaining, ‘’Yeah, but Mina didn’t want to, because she hated Kitty so much that it freaked her out !’’ Nayeon chuckled, i never knew that Kitty would be so annoying that she would bring me to something useless like this, and bring the girls by force into this thing, we all hated it ....

‘’There you will have tents, sleeping bags, gas lamps or ordinary ones, marshmallows and other stuff you know, since you love the s’mores, they said,....by the way I will give each of you one little paper, you will have to write the name of the leader you vote for on this paper, anyone you want, but this leader must be very responsible for everything in this camp, with generous ethics, ..the one with the most votes will be the leader ..’’ the young woman finished her talk, she got out from the stage and gave each of us a paper and a small pencil, ‘’When you all finish, put all the papers into this wooden box right here, and then I’ll see the name with most votes !’’ I didn’t want to vote or get into this, I didn’t even feel like it anymore, my friends didn’t either, but it was Kitty, she is like this annoying alarm that convinced us that it was a crucial thing, ‘’Okay, y/n you need to tell your friends to write my name on their papers, please, I have really wanted this chance for ages !?’’ Kitty pleaded holding my ams with her sweaty palms, wide eyes staring into my soul, ‘’Okay, but please get mad at me if you lost this!’’ I requested, she nodded quickly, before I went to my friends crowd, I could hear nothing else but these quotes were running in my head, .. ‘’Write that boy’s name since mid-school’’ , ‘’Write that girl’s name over there’’ , everyone knew it was useless, so they didn’t care about it, or about who was going to be the leader, so they wrote random names of people they know or they don’t even see, I was distracted by everyone’s quotes, which made me try to sneak to see what they wrote for real, but I decided not to do that, it was going to be a stupid game for them, or maybe not, I got to my girls, to inform them that Kitty wants her name to be written on all of our papers, they felt the same way I felt towards her, the girls wanted to write Jihyo’s name on them, but Jihyo refused herself, despite her being a very good leader among of us, she didn’t want to lose it all in just a school camping, it was useless, like a shoestring budget so we had nothing but to write the ‘kitty’ word on all of our papers, leaving the chance to her for a reason, after a while, I heard that the new boys were writing Namjoon’s name on their papers, but he face palmed too, leaving no careful reaction for it, I guess it was just a ridiculous school camping, they were right, ‘’y/n ..?’’ Momo whispered to me , ‘’Yes ?’’, ‘’Let’s all write for Jihyo !’’ , ‘’Okayy..’’ I said leaning in to see what on my girls’ papers, I saw the name ‘Jihyo’ , they all informed me to walk with them to the voting box to put our papers, we put them quickly and came back to our spot in the wide room, Kitty shifted back at us, ‘’y/n, what if I lost ?’’ she asked worriedly, ‘’Don’t worry, you won’t ...lose !’’ Jeogyeon suddenly said after a millisecond from kitty’s question, ‘’Well, ..what if I won ??’’ she smirked, I sighed, saw my girls rolling their eyes to the box and the young woman, although we did care about nothing but it was her who made us in a random mess of worry..

The mess started to get worse since I heard the naughty boys that I always knew, were whispering my name to their mean girlfriends, and the worst is that they laughing with devilish expressions and switching papers to each other, hurrying their writing and putting their papers in the box like a flash, ‘’Jihyo ?’’ I mumbled under my breath, ‘’Yes, babe ?’’ , ‘’Why are they ..whispering my name ?’’ , ‘’Your name ?’’ she said with a confused look in her eyes, she turned her face to see if it was true, ‘’I don’t hear anything, you know it’s little noisy here .’’ she said with furrowed eyebrows, I sighed at her answer, trying to stay still, but I felt more worried, since it was these young bullies who made fun of me and my personality, I’ve always hated them, with the fact that I have never done something wrong to them, nothing was clear but I saw one of those mean girls coming closer to the boy who was sitting next to me in the class and the JK guy, trying to tell them a spicy secret, ‘’Hey there !’’ the strange girl purred to them, they both noticed her but they were trying to ignore her, ‘’Oh, hello there...friend .’’ JK greeted trying not to be her flirting target, but the small boy didn’t hesitate instead, he gave her a hello in his words, trying to get her little attention, ‘’You are new dudes here, right?’’ she asked smirking, the two boys looked at each other from their eye sides, they both thought it was kind of a fading start to some trap, they smelled something fishy in her tone of voice since she came to them, they felt suspicious, not sure, could they tell her that they are new to this school, but who knows, maybe it was for something else, ‘’Actually yeah, ...this is our first year here, what about you ?’’ JK said his words with hurry before he inhaled hard, ‘’Aw, I’m not new here, I just need your help !’’, she whispered putting her hand next her mouth hiding her talking from others, they got more confused, their furrowed eyebrows turned into a shrug on their shoulders, ‘’Su- ..sure, ..how can we help you ?’’ the other boy stuttered looking back at his boys, ‘’You and your boys should vote for this girl over there, her name is y/n, she is a very responsible leader, she never won any competition, but she wishes if she could have this chance, and her chance is today..’’ she giggled before she spoke pointing to the other corner, where this was my spot, I realized her pointing at me, but I had no idea why was she doing so, maybe she is babbling about me like the other bullies, maybe she is trying to make them bullies too, I wasn’t sure about it, but it was so suspicious to me, just like reading an old book, with words being crossed, ‘’Well, if she wishes if she could have this chance ..today..then why isn’t she hyped about it ?’’ JK asked with his head tiliting, ‘’Because she gets depressed easily about everything !’’ she came at her words all of the sudden, starting to get more nervous, ‘’Ok, don’t worry, we are gonna make this moment the best for her !’’ the cute short boy decided after he licked his lip while looking at me far away, which made the girl return to her flirty side, she thanked them by blowing a kiss on her hand to them, I felt as if they were not impressed by her flirting and her way of grabbing such attention, if only I could know what she told them....

We all gathered on our plastic chairs in the room, looking up at the wooden stage, waiting for the woman’s answer in the voting polls, sitting next to Jihyo was getting me relaxed, but next to Kitty was something getting me crazy, maybe all of us crazy, watching the woman organizing the papers from each other according to the names voted, to the side on a small table, let’s say that I was distracted at this point, the seven boys were staring at me with short kind glances, then looking back at the stage, ‘’And ...the one with the most votes is ...’’ I could feel Kitty shivering, and none of the girls cared but judged her instead, ‘’The one with the most votes is y/n !‘’ she said with a normal voice when she pronounced my name, I was shocked, I couldn’t believe it, I was asking myself repeatedly ‘was that my name or were my ears broken or what?’, how was this even possible,I felt a shock spreading down to my spine, I didn’t expect it to be me, but that was the worst thing ever, voting for my name was never good, not because I’m not so popular in my school, but because it was going to be very tiring and such a time-wasting to my life, I didn’t move an inch but my eyeballs rolled to glance at Jihyo which was half happy and half worried, she looked at me with an unready smile, she knew that I didn’t know what to say about this, the other girls were a little happy and excited, they clapped for me to show how happy they are about, and so did the seven newbies, to show some attention for me, they didn’t clap until they have stood up from their seats and whistled for me, I wasn’t surprised, but the only Important question here is, how was my name getting the most votes among us, and nobody clapped for it but me, my girls and those newbies ? I knew no one was excited about this but the thing didn’t end, I was ought to choose 14 people with me to the camp, 7 boys and 7 girls just as the woman said, I hated it, when I thought it was over and tried to sneak to get out of the room, until the young woman caught me startled by her shouting on the microphone, everyone got startled from her too, covering their ears with their hands, I got on the wooden stage near the microphone, I didn’t hesitate at who I was going to choose, of course, those seven boys and my girls, but the girls were six, I had to choose another girl, which was Kitty, I chose no one but them, at least Kitty lost but I ain’t gonna let her keep all sad and annoying after all this, and those, are the only people who are near to my level of trustworthy...

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Crybaby Crudgington

Crybaby Crudgington is kicking over a small table outside a coffee shop in anger, as he shakes his fist to the heavens above. He assumes that the heavens above are full of angels listening to his constant mumblings and grumblings.

Crybaby Crudgington: Son of a gun! I can’t believe this! I can’t believe the way I’m being treated right now!

An employee at the coffee shop is standing beside the irate Mr Crudgington, trying to make all of this go away.

Coffee Shop Employee: Please, sir. I just told you that you had to sit near the entrance because that’s the only available table outside right now. There are a few tables inside you could sit at if you’d rather.

Crybaby Crudgington turns around and points at the guy irately.

Crybaby Crudgington: No I don’t want to sit inside I want to sit outside! I like it outside, I have to sit outside! I have a SERIOUS MEDICAL SKIN CONDITION THAT IS MEDICAL where I need lots of fresh air on my skin otherwise I break out in pimples.

The coffee shop employee looks at Crybaby Crudgington and notes that his face is covered with pimples anyway, but he decides not to go down that path.

Coffee Shop Employee: Well as I told you earlier Sir, this is the only table available outside. As you can see, all the others are occupied.

Crybaby Crudgington: No! Not acceptable! I want THAT table!

Crybaby Crudgington points at a nearby table that has four people sat by it, all drinking expensive coffees and enjoying some baked treats as well.

Coffee Shop Employee: Sir, there are already people sitting there.

Crybaby Crudgington: Well I don’t care, I want to sit where they are sitting. They can sit at this stupid table.

Crybaby points at the table he’s just kicked over. The group have obviously noticed the commotion and one of them speaks up.

Nice Guy: Hey we don’t mind moving over there if it’s causing you any bother. I mean we don’t care, it’s just a table, right? Just a place to sit.

Crybaby Crudgington folds his arms confidently and puts a smarmy look on his face.

Crybaby Crudgington: Yeah, move out of MY spot, willya?

The group all shrug their shoulders and pick up their things, moving to the slightly smaller table that the coffee shop employee is picking up and dusting off.

Coffee Shop Employee: I’m so sorry about all of this.

Nice Guy: Eh, it’s no big deal.

Coffee Shop Employee: Thanks for being so cool about this whole thing, I don’t know what that guys problem is. Hey I’ll send out a few snacks on the house just for you guys.

Nice Guy: Oh wow, thanks.

The group all mutter to themselves, pleased about getting some free snacks. Crybaby Crudgington doesn’t notice, he’s too busy lounging at his table, stretching his legs out to rest them on a chair opposite. He pulls out his phone as he cackles to himself, glaring dismissively at the group for a moment.

Crybaby Crudgington: Heh wait’ll Twitter hears about this.

Mr Crudgington starts to mash away at his phone excitedly, using his fingers as one tends to do.

Crybaby Crudgington: Heh... ‘Just showed a bunch of cuck losers whos boss in sTarbucjs todayn lol #thuglife #maga #lol’

He holds the phone up to his face to take a picture of himself sat at the coffee shop, which he then uploads to accompany the witty tweet. The coffee shop employee has returned with a few free snacks for the group of people, and Crybaby Crudgington bangs his fist on the table in front of him.

Crybaby Crudgington: Yo, garson! Get over here, bring me a drink.

The coffee shop employee sighs and turns to face Crybaby Crudgington. He doesn’t get paid enough for this shit.

Coffee Shop Employee: Sir if you want to make an order, you go inside and order at the counter.

Crybaby Crudgington: Are you serious?! Are you denying my right as a customer to have a waiter bring me my drink? Aren’t you a waiter?

Coffee Shop Employee: Dude I just work here, get off my back.

Crybaby Crudgington: Oh my god I have never, NEVER been spoken to like that!! Not in my ENTIRE LIFE has anybody been so rude to me! I’m going to go speak to your manager!

Crybaby Crudgington moves as if he is about to step up out of his chair. He watches the employee carefully, waiting patiently, in that prone position where he’s like rising up but not really because he’s still sitting on the seat but he’s kind of looking like he’s about to stand up, y’know? After a painfully long time, the coffee shop employee relents.

Coffee Shop Employee: Urgh. Fine. What would you like to drink?

Crybaby Crudgington smiles smugly as he relaxes back into his chair.

Crybaby Crudgington: Yeah, that’s better. I want a small Coke. In a tall glass, with a straw. Lots of ice, but not too much ice. There’s a good boy.

Crybaby sits there with his arms folded smugly, and the coffee shop employee rolls his eyes as he walks away to get this dignified gentleman his small glass of Coke. Crybaby Crudgington relaxes and stretches his feet out onto the other chair again. He’s having a good day. He pulls his phone out again to check to see if anybody liked his earlier Tweet. Nothing yet. No traction. Maybe he has to make fun of more people. He excitedly taps at the screen of the phone as he has a great idea: updating Twitter about his fight with the waiter.

‘Lol guys just had a terrible confrontation frim a waiter at this coffee shop, looks like this guy cant’ handle the truth #truth #realtalk #gangsa #lokl’

Send. That’s a classic, man. Everyone is going to boycott this stupid coffee shop because of him. He clicks reply on that tweet, he’s got too much to say to contain in one single tweet.

‘still raging over theat guys attitude towards me man it was broderline assault i should call the cops man. i,m gonna givet hem a bad yelp review lol #justdoingmyjob #harrassmentsucks #mentalhealth #lol #fuckbitcheseveryday’

Send. That one was better than the first tweet, hot dang. Crybaby Crudgington is such a good tweeter, he’s got comedy skills for days. He thinks about how he deserves a job at one of those media companies that tweets a lot, he could be the guy that makes all their funny tweets. He’d be great at that. Crybaby Crudgington thinks that he’d be so great at that job, so incredible at it, that there’s no point in him even bothering to inquire about such a job. He’s just going to continue to put out his hilarious tweets for the world, safe in the knowledge that eventually one of those big hip social media companies will reach out to HIM, begging him to work for them.

Crybaby Crudgington looks up from his tweet-lyfe, over to the group of people. The friends all seem to be having a good time, laughing about something or other. Crybaby Crudgington bangs his fist on the table again, demanding they all look at him. They all turn, inquisitive about the fist-banging.

Crybaby Crudgington: Hey you guys want to keep it down over there? You guys are being really loud, it’s pretty obnoxious.

The friends all look at Crybaby Crudgington, and then they turn back to continue conversing with each other. Crybaby eyes them carefully, annoyed that they decided to ignore him, but he’s choosing to believe that they are indeed trying to keep their laughter down. Their enjoyment. Whatever they’re laughing about can’t possibly be as funny as him, Crybaby Crudgington. He’s a comedy genius. Speaking of which, it’s probably time to go back for another tweet.

‘lokl cant believe it such hate just for sitting at a coffee shop haters cant get enough lol i feel sad for them though but thats just me. lol sorry you guys saw me like this, hugs ! #lol #sensitive #powerthroughpain #imokdontworry #loveyouguys #fuckbitcheseverdaysmokeblunts’

Send. Another classic. Some days it’s amazing to think that he gives away this kind of content for free. The coffee shop employee returns, holding a glass of Coke in his hand.

Coffee Shop Employee: Here you go.

The employee places the glass down on the table in front of Crybaby Crudgington, who doesn’t look happy.

Crybaby Crudgington: Where’s your plate? The plate you use to bring people drinks, your waiter plate? You didn’t even bring me my Coke on a tray, now the glass has your dirty finger prints all over it.

Coffee Shop Employee: So?

Crybaby Crudgington: So? So?! Oh my god I can’t believe it, you’re one of them, aren’t you? One of those guys who doesn’t believe that all major diseases are spread via the fingers? You could have anything, any disease at all, and you’re spreading your fingers all over my glass of Coke, and all that bad stuff on your fingers will travel up the condensation on the glass and then go INSIDE the glass and then when I drink it I’ll be infected, and also if I pick up the glass then my fingers are rubbing against where your fingers used to be ie essentially my fingers rubbing against your fingers and so it could spread that way as well. Oh my God, I can’t believe you don’t know about this. I bet you haven’t even read the article about it on reddit, like wow. I mean that article went up two days ago, TWO DAYS! And you still don’t know about it? Jeez, you need to get your head out of the clouds. You need to wake up, man.

Coffee Shop Employee: ...

Crybaby Crudgington: I’m definitely going to be reporting you for this. I’m going to find out who in the government to complain to, and then I’m going to complain to them. And I’m DEFINITELY going to want to speak to your manager.

Coffee Shop Employee: Dude you need to chill out.

Crybaby Crudgington has had enough, and he stands up dramatically from his seat. Well he imagines that it looks really dramatic.

Crybaby Crudgington: Well. I don’t believe this. After all I’ve had to go through today, after all you’ve put me through, the emotional stress, the snide talk and the insults to my character, the terrible service, the rude attitude, the fact that you almost infected me with some diseases you might have, and after all that you still stand here in front of me and treat me with such disrespect? I don’t believe it. I just do NOT believe it.

The coffee shop employee backs his way slowly back into the coffee shop, leaving Crybaby Crudgington by himself, silently seething with rage. He can be silent no longer. He needs to make a stand. People need to understand his point of view, because it’s always 100% correct. He needs to take action, to MAKE people see things from his point of view. It’s at this point that Crybaby Crudgington pulls from his pocket a small silver revolver. He points it at the group of friends that were enjoying themselves and he fires his gun four times, one for each of the friends. He had no intention of hitting any of them, although obviously there are some casualties, as there often are when a man points a gun point blank at four people and pulls the trigger a bunch of times. The police are already on their way. Crybaby Crudgington is arrested, and he goes to court, and then he gets released and is let back into society, scot free, because he’s a fucking whiney crybaby son of a bitch and goddamn if they don’t yell so loud that they don’t get their way. Also he’s a white male, that helped too.

#fiction #short story #crybaby #scribbles #a terrifying look into present day humanity

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yeonchi · 6 years

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Dub Logistics Part 23: The Hypocrisy of Greed

“Why is it justified to call out anti-consumer practices in games, but greedy to call out the omission of dual audio options in Japanese games?”

If there’s one thing I’ve learned last year, it’s that there are fans of Western games who claim to be against “unfinished video games” which can be “completed” with pre-order bonuses, season passes and DLC while also being against the inclusion of English or Japanese voice options to compliment whichever language is in the game first. These are the types of hypocrites who should probably never touch a Japanese video game lest they embarrass themselves with their hypocrisy.

This seemingly irrational paranoia comes after a debate and feud I had with some people in that exact category last year, who I will not be mentioning by name. The fact that they disagreed with my views and opinions on game localisation, yet being against corporate greed in the gaming industry, was strange to me at the time, but in reflection, the events of the debate and feud were no better than mere pettiness, sock puppetry, baiting, flaming and virtue-signalling on both sides. Some of the points they made, though convincing, were questionable at best, so if you decide to revisit my older posts and see what they said, then I recommend that you take their points with a grain of salt.

This instalment isn’t about those guys, however. I couldn’t care less about them now and to the other party(ies) from the debate, I’m sorry if you were expecting to see more inflammatory comments about you being “dub haters”, but it’s not all about you - chances are that there could be other people who share the same hypocritical views you do. Just between you and me, however, I’ve heard about the recent Count Dankula case and sentencing. While it is great to hear that he only got fined £800 instead of being sentenced to prison, the fact that he had to go to court over a joke about a political ideology that should have gone extinct after World War II is absolutely outrageous. In spite of what happened between us, I think we should be grateful that we’re not in the UK, we’re not that famous (let’s face it) and that our feud hasn’t escalated to a point where either of us have to be put on trial for our bullshit. There are many other famous people who are worse than any of us and I think that the world should be focusing more on them and not on any petty things like these. That is all I am going to say.

Anyway, back on topic now. In the past, I had learnt that Western gaming companies, like EA and Ubisoft, are just some of many other culprits involved in anti-consumer practices like micro-transactions, season passes and “essential” DLCs for the sake of having a “complete gaming experience”. However, I honestly thought it would never happen to Japanese games until I learnt that Dynasty Warriors 9 and Dissidia Final Fantasy would be getting season passes. That is how blissfully ignorant I was until recently, when I realised that all gamers should be united against corporate greed in gaming, whether it be in the game itself or in localisation. The fact that people are still dividing themselves and others over voice preferences today is absolutely insane.

The reason why I wanted to write this instalment was because of a couple of posts I did in February regarding Dynasty Warriors 9. A week after I posted my crosspost from the English Dubbed Game News page, a fan of mine (and yes, if you, the people on the other side of the debate and feud, are reading this, I actually do have fans, contrary to your “popular” opinion) sent me a link to Jim Sterling’s video titled “The Dismal Degradation Of Dynasty Warriors” and I wrote a little follow-up post on it. In the video, he mentions Koei Tecmo’s negligence of English dubbing in their newer localisations along with the “money grubbing” DLC in Dynasty Warriors 9. It should also be noted that Jim has posted some videos regarding his views on corporate greed in the gaming industry.

At the end of the post, I said, “On a side note, it’s a shame that some people (or should I say, hypocrites) will agree with some points in Jim’s video while disagreeing with other points.” Someone who read the post was seemingly confused by it, thinking that I said that it was hypocritical to not agree with everything Jim said in the video. Though it was partly true, I clarified to him my view that people who are against “money grubbing” DLC, while also calling other people “greedy” for wanting games to be localised with an extra English or Japanese voice option, were hypocrites. The other person replied saying that even though both cases were related to the umbrella category of “corporate greed”, they were very different things - the former was about getting consumers to pay for a more complete gaming experience and the other is just the company being cheap in a way that doesn’t cost consumers any money.

Here’s my understanding of this logic - the original release of a game, whether it be in Japan or any other region, is the actual game itself, while localisations are considered re-releases of the game with “extra features”, namely extra subtitles or voice tracks. Realistically, publishers can go without localising some of their games, but I feel that in recent years, publishers are forcing themselves to localise as many games as they can in the shortest amount of time possible. This results in corners being cut from localisation and as a result, we get games that aren’t dual audio, aren’t fully dubbed or aren’t translated up to par.

And look, I get the argument about budgets and that, but that’s not the point here. The point is that localisations, translations and voice actors can have as much significance in a game (or anime or whatever) and its respective franchise as a whole. If it weren’t for that logic, a lot of games (and animes and the like) wouldn’t be as popular as they are today and a lot of English voice actors (and by extension, Japanese seiyuus) wouldn’t be revered today for the characters they voiced recently or even years ago.

Some people believe that voice languages are a minor aspect of the game and that they will play with (realistically) any language that the game gives them. Like with dub preferences, the choice is entirely personal, but when opinion-neutral people try to tell others that “the language doesn’t matter”, this is teetering on fanboy cuckoldry because it disregards the arguments made by people on each side of the debate. Just because you are okay with what you are given doesn’t mean everyone should be okay with what they are given as well. For everyone’s sake, people should be fighting against corporate greed of any kind in gaming, whether it be in regards to DLC or localisation.

I’m going to play devil’s advocate here for a bit. Let’s say that Western gaming companies are claiming, or allowing their fans to imply, that their budget has become a bit tight lately, so they have to cut corners in their games or result to money grubbing measures like implementing micro-transactions or releasing “extra” game content as DLC and letting fans imply that buying that DLC will give them a more complete experience. You’re not happy with the company doing this, so you make a habit of complaining about it on social media. Later, you find that some people are calling you greedy and entitled and that you should be grateful that the company has made the game in the first place. This is the kind of stuff that dub fans and sub fans are getting on social media just because we are asking for fair representation in the form of English or Japanese voice options.

Before you derail this topic with the typical cuck response, “But nobody owes us anything, so game companies don’t owe you anything as well,” just stop for a moment and think about this. Humility is a good concept to know, but it shouldn’t be taken literally on everything because you’ll never be happy if you don’t enjoy the things you like. It would be nice if people were humble enough not to chase up the debts of others, but I’m sure that when you lend something to someone, you would expect them to give it back to you. If someone does a favour for you, then it is in good faith that you pay that favour back at a later time. As for humility in the aspect of materialism, then it is expected that if you decide to buy something, then it will be of good quality and worth of its use until you decide to buy a better version of that thing later.

When you are a fan of something or someone, you would expect to be impressed with what they put out every time. You have a right to make compliments when they do something right and you have a right to make criticisms when they do something wrong. However, something that may be considered wrong by one person can be considered right by another and thus, that is how conflicts start. If you are a fan of something that receives a lot of criticism, think about what they may have done to disappoint you or the rest of their fanbase. I’m not giving any examples here because you need to think for yourself in order to do this; being part of the sheeple will not help you in the long run because one day, you may be disappointed over a thing that you like.

If “game companies don’t owe their fans anything”, then fans don’t owe game companies anything either. The mentality that fans are expected to support everything that someone does (whether they see it as good or bad) has the potential to be toxic and so, should be discouraged. On the other hand, some responsibility also lies on those who make stuff for their fans, including game companies - they are expected to maintain their fanbase by going the extra mile to keep them impressed.

If you like an aspect of something but not another, don’t put down other fans who may like the thing you dislike. Everyone is entitled to something, even their own opinion. That being said, if you like Western games and Japanese games, then maybe supporting fairer game content while acknowledging that not all companies have the money to dub, sub, or licence the original voice track of a game is not a good idea because you’re just going to end up sounding like a hypocrite. If you’re one of those people who like to think that way, then maybe you should refrain from talking about Japanese game localisations.

If complaining about any form of greed is a form of greed in itself, then the concept of being against greed is absolutely hypocritical.

Just another reminder that I will be ending the Dub Logistics series with Part 30 at the end of the year, so if you have something you would like me to cover before then, please inform me as soon as possible.

The fact that this instalment was posted one year on from the initial debate that sparked the feud is completely coincidental. It’s really funny that I never thought to talk about this hypocrisy back then, but better late than never, I suppose.

With regards to the Count Dankula case I mentioned earlier, feel free to read up on it and do some research, because I feel that this case has set a precedent for free speech in the United Kingdom and possibly, the world. The pettiness that led to Dankula being put on trial in the first place is the same pettiness that is causing YouTube videos and Facebook pages (along with memes) to be taken down in the name of “offensive content”. The reporting systems on social media have already been abused enough in the past few years; we don’t need petty things like this to be taken to court so that victims can suffer for a long time while they await their sentence.

#dub logistics #english dub #video games

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Did you watch the runaways? If so, how do you like it so far.

This is so old and I’m sorry, but I watched the first two episodes and I like it a lot. It’s slow-paced, but in a way that lets us get to know all the characters and their dynamics before plunging us into the action. I’m wary because the EPs (who also did Gossip Girl and The O.C.) are great at first seasons and not so much at the rest, but I’m still gonna be on the ride for now.

Wait. why are you saying that she can’t be jenni because of her color but you’re okay with Iris being black when she is white in the comic ? I’m confused . Do we want the show to stick to comics or do their own thing?

If you don’t understand that it’s ok to racebend a character from white to black but not from black to white (or darker-skinned to lighter-skinned) given the antiblackness and colorism that remain prevalent in today’s society, I cannot help you.

Comic book question(s): do speedsters ever actually die? Or do they just rest in the SoeedForce? Next, if Iris and Linda are the “lightning rods” for Barry and Wally, what happens when they die? Would Barry and Wally have to find new “lightning rods”? Or do they actually become connected to the SpeedForce and never die? I hope these questions aren’t too tedious!

Speedsters can die as much as anyone in comics can die, as the Speedforce is like speedster heaven. It’s just that - much like anyone else can be resurrected in weird ways, the Speedforce is sometimes used as the vehicle to do that. Iris and Linda are “lightning rods” in the sense that they give Barry and Wally a reason to return respectively. But, for example, Barry could do that for Wally (and did in the latest Rebirth) or vice versa. But no, lightning rods are not interchangeable.

Do you find it odd at all that Wally doesn’t appear to be doing any superhero/Kid Flash stuff in the crossover? It seems like he’s only there for the rehearsal dinner and wedding (and not even part of the wedding party).

There is actually a bit in the promo where he’s fighting, but it is odd that he’s not at the forefront of it and probably drops out after the first night.

I don’t pay attention to Iris haters, unless the queen herself (CP) drags them like she did yesterday. They’re trash. Iris is moving on to bigger and better things and I can’t wait.

Yup! And Candice’s star stays rising.

My go-to reaction to Iris hate is “Red Alert! Red Alert! Masculinity threatened because Iris West is NOT being submissive!”

That’s exactly what it is. Plus internalized misogyny and misogynoir from some female viewers.

I would suggest that people thinking that Iris hate is new should rethink that thought. In fact, please don’t take the time to believe that they loved Iris at any point. These are the same people who complained about her the whole time. Just like Felicity, she is polarizing, but for Iris it’s worse because racism is mixed in. If you love Iris, like I do, then F the haters. They have never liked her and they will never be honest about why they hate her. Don’t be fooled! That’s all I have to say.

Exactly. I never trust anyone who says “Oh, I used to like her but then she started getting too important/uppity/selfish/whatever the fuck.” They never liked her and came after her just for breathing.

For those feeling weary of Iris hate keep this in mind: they never have issues with any Other characters, just Iris. Ask yourself why. They complain that she must be a B*tch because she doesn’t have friends, but never extend that to any other person on the show even though it totally applies. Who are Caitlin’s friends? Cisco’s friends? Barry’s friends? Why don’t they question that? Also, notice they never advocate for better writing, just her death. These people are logical at all.

YES! Never be fooled into thinking that only Iris has the issues people complain about. No, it’s that haters want to dislike Iris and look for reasons - cause and effect are reversed here.

#runaways #the flash #anonymous #tatiana's thoughts #more asks under the cut #long post for ts

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That’s all I need

THIS IS A SERIES CALLED “MAYBE THAT’S THE PROBLEM” PART 1

Word count: 2103 Pairing: Philip x Reader Au: Highschool Au Summary: You tell your friends about the embarassing night with Philip and then you get embarassed again. !!!MASTER OF SUMMARIES Warnings: hella lot of swearing, Nothing else I think. Note: This took way too long. I’m sorry. But not for the haters. I’m sorry for the cute anons who wanted a second part. The third one will come much faster, I hope. I’m sorry that this is mostly dialogue, but its not that short. So, I drew the people appearing in this chapter right here. Does anyone wanna see my Richard Price too? Btw, I really love the characters here, even though they don’t really appear in Hamilton, I know. But like, the way I wrote them and imagine them, they are really fun to write! Who would be down for a Georges or a Richard fic? Okay, enough of the chit chat. Here comes more of Maybe that’s the problem!

“Yes that’s the whole story.”

“This is why you skipped school yesterday?” Theodosia stared at you with widened eyes, slamming her palms against the table.

“Not so fucking loud, Theo. He could see me”, you muttered, trying to hide behind the history book you were holding upside down. Your eyes glimpsed over to the table across the cafeteria, where Philip was sitting with his clique. If you wanted to prevent one thing, it was a sudden encounter with him.

“I had the same reaction, Theo. I mean. It could’ve been worse right? You could’ve slept with him”, Abigail added, while she poured steaming hot coffee into her cup, making you inhale the aromatic scent.

Just as you wanted to defend yourself, somebody plumped down their tray right next to you, making you jump in surprise, before you looked up. It was John Quincy Adams, Abigail’s brother. Seating next to you, he curiously wiggled his eyebrows.

“Who slept with whom?”, he asked her sister. The amused smirk on his face spoke volumes. “Nobody”, you interfered, before Abigail could say anything you probably didn't want to hear. “Can we just drop the subject?”, you asked annoyed, tapping your foot. Theo shrugged. “Hey, you started it. Not my fault John got wind!”, she pointed out with a sharp undertone to her voice. John twisted his mouth. “(Y/N), I need to know this, don't be such a tease”, he pleaded, resulting you in letting out a defeated sigh. “If I do, I'm gonna fucking regret this, Quince”, you explained, sinking deeper into your seat. “Probably. Now tell me what's up.”

He started fidgeting around, and shoved the tray with food further away. “God, I hate this crap.” making a dismissive gesture with his hands, his blue eyes were laying on you. “John. You're such a douche. The food is not that bad.”, Theo complained, inspecting the dishes further, before stealing the dessert of his plate. “I've wiped my butt with better stuff. You can have it”, he insisted, before Nudging you in the side. “Please, (Y/N)”, John drawled out your name.”We're friends! I'm honestly a bit offended right now.”

Well, probably the first right thing he said this week. Despite his lack of empathy and decency, you enjoyed his presence because of snide comments and his honesty, even though you couldn't stand him at first. But eventually, and maybe because of Abigail, you both grew close friends.

The problem was, that he would laugh at you if you told him what really happened. You didn't blame him, if it wasn't so embarrassing, you would've laughed at yourself too. But today this was really all you could take. “God. If I’m going to tell you, two rules. You can't laugh and you can't tell anybody”, you stated with narrowed eyes.

“I'm all ears”, John claimed, crossing his arms. For the third time this day, you talked about the Saturday evening, where you've embarrassed yourself in front of Philip, but left out the awkward breakfast together with him. Before you could even finish your story, John had already burst into a laugh and propped himself up against the table. You shot him an irritated glare, but it wasn't any good.

Abigail interrupted him, deciding she needed to have the last words. “So now Y/N is crushing horribly on the boy, but also tries to hide before him, because of reasons I don't understand.” Indignant, you chided in. “Fuck you, Nabby! Also, you were the one saying that he's a huge player!” “Yeah, but he usually fucks the girls before they sleep in his bed! So maybe I was wrong”, she hollered, and you lowered your head behind the book. “Not so fucking loud! You don’t need to get so aggressive”,you hissed, fixing your eyes on the handsome boy, who was still cluelessly talking with his friends. A sigh escaped from your whole group of friends. With a groan, John stretched.

“Honestly, if that whole story is true, then he probably cares about you. And stop painting him like a villain. I've known him for a bit now, and he's pretty chill. The only thing that’s annoying, is his father.” John's words made you curious, even though you didn't want to be. Shifting a little closer towards your friend, you digged further into the subject. “What about him?” He gave you a confused look and frowned. “Uhm… You know, Alexander Hamilton. The man who published his own affair.”

A gasp escaped your lips, and you glimpsed over to Philip one more time. “That was, before I came to this school, right?”, you asked, tapping thoughtfully against the table.

“Yup”, John confirmed. “ He used to be a bit different way then. Way more open, but just as bold as now. Now he just uses every other weekend as an excuse to get drunk. Or high. Or both.” “I see.”

The four of you spent the rest of the lunch break talking about vanities,but your mind was still occupied with Philip Hamilton. You didn't want to admit it, but he had indeed caught your attention, and you really wanted to get to know him.

Maybe you should give his next party another visit.

“(Y/N).”, the teacher warned you suddenly, putting an end to your daydream. These were the last two lessons of the day, making you even more unconcentrated. “But Mr. Miranda, I wasn’t even doing anything”, you defended yourself, before straightening your back to sit upright. Your Teacher looked at you unimpressed, raising his eyebrows. “Yeah, that's the point. You’re not contributing in this class at all.”, he complained, before clapping his hands. “Okay, we will have a little break everyone, John, please open the windows.”

Your classmate got up to do like he was told to, while the others starting to engage in some small conversations around you, but you didn't feel like talking. You still couldn't sort your thoughts and it confused you. What was so interesting about Philip that you couldn’t get him out of your mind? Absorbed in your own thoughts, you started scribbling down on your notepad. You didn’t really know what you were going for, and since your drawing skills were barely average, you didn’t pay much attention to it.

Suddenly, the door of the classroom flew open, and a black mop of hair peeked inside. It was Richard Price, also lovingly called “Dick”, and the best friend of Philip. A sigh escaped your lips. What could he possibly want? But your question was answered faster than you could’ve wished for, as Philip himself walked through the door, a giant bouquet of red roses in his hands.

Without hesitation, he made his way straight to your desk, shoving the bunch of flowers into your hands. A cocky grin was laying on his lips, as he noticed how you started to blush, and he clicked his tongue. Meanwhile, Richard was giving you a once-over and appeared to be unimpressed. “What’s up, Girl?” You could kill Philip for being this laid-back,since he was interrupting a class right now. Mr. Miranda didn’t seem to notice though. As you glimpsed at your teacher, he was violently writing into a small notepad.

“School, obviously. How did you find out where I have class?”, you tried to keep your composure, but on the inside you were screaming. You had never received flowers in your life, and certainly not in this flamboyant way. “I didn’t.”, Philip claimed, making you raise your eyebrows. That didn’t make any sense. “You?” You addressed Richard, while your eyes were wandering over to him and back to Philip.

“Me neither. I don’t even know you.” The boy claimed, shrugging innocently. Scratching your temple in confusion, you started to contemplate whether they were just messing with you, as someone joined the conversation.

“I told them.” You gasped, as you recognized the voice of John Quincy behind you, who admitted, that he was the one. With widened eyes and filled with indignation, you turned around to him and kicked against one of his shins, making him whimper. “Quince, I thought better of you”, you hissed, as Philip placed an arm around you shoulder. “Come on, he didn’t even tell me your name. So he’s not that huge of a snitch”, Philip reassured you, before stopping in his tracks. “But you could, right now”, he suggested, winking at you. Furrowing your brows, you shook your head and pushed away his arm, but your fingers lingered a little bit too long on his before you did so. “And why would I? We don’t even know each other”, you said, even though you were already fantasizing about a date with him.

That’s when Richard joined your conversation, suggesting that you both could get to know each other...on a date. “I don’t know”, you muttered, playing hard to get. Two pair of eyes were staring at you intimidatingly. “I mean, why should I?”, you asked, but immediately regretted it, as John spitted out the gulp of water he had just taken all over the floor. “Jesus Christ, just fucking agree, you’ll be fine, you fucking asshole. We all know you would love to go on date with him, so fuck your “playing hard to get strategy!”, he cursed aggressively, before wiping the water of your table.

At first, you wanted to yell back at him, but then you paused for a minute.After rethinking all of your possibilities, your last thought was “whatever”, which was probably not the most intelligent choice you could make, but here you were.

“One date!”, you clarified, pointing you finger and Philip nodded, slowly lowering himself to you, to caress your cheek. “I won’t be needing more, cherie”, he assured you, and you felt your cheeks flush in an instant. Hastily, you swatted away his hand and he backed away, chuckling slightly. Before he continued to speak, he exchanged a meaningful glance with Richard.

“Okay, so what do you wanna do?”, Philip asked, while running a hand through his curly hair. “Oh.” You hadn’t thought of that yet. What do people usually do on dates. “Like...Going to a movie or something?”, you hesitantly answered and you could see the amusement in both of the boys eyes. “Well. I mean, if you want. We could also go to the theatre or I could book a dinner cruise-”

“What?” You almost choked, interrupting him. Your eyes were widened in surprise, before an expression of disbelief unfolded on your face. Of course, you couldn’t possibly agree to something so expensive, you would owe him for the rest of your life. Shaking your head, you tried not to be impolite. “N-no, no, no. Let’s.. Let me just visit you..at your home”, you stuttered awkwardly, scratching the back of your head. Your counterpart shrugged, leaning against your table.

“If you want to. Friday?”, he suggested and you slowly tilted you head to the side. “Hm, I don’t know… I have a lot to do on Friday, what about Saturday?”, you explained in a questioning tone. Richard rolled his eyes in annoyance, groaning slightly. Noticing his behaviour, you raised an eyebrow. Had you said something wrong? “My parties are saturdays”, Philip clarified, and you act as if you understood the importance of that.

“Okay. Then...Friday I guess”, you muttered, fidgeting around in your seat. Philip nodded with a pleased smile on his lips, before grabbing something from your desk, it was the notepad you had drawn on a few minutes ago. Without any hesitation, he ripped out a sheet and showed it to Richard, who stowed the scrap of paper in his jacket after laughing at it.

“Thanks for drawing me”, he said, winking at you. And with that, he left together with Richard, leaving you like the complete mess you were, completely embarrassed and your face buried into the roses he had given to you. You were about to calm down, as you just now noticed that everybody was staring at you like you were some kind of alien.

Sinking deeper into your seat, you hoped Mr. Miranda wouldn’t comment on the situation, and he didn’t. Instead, he waggled his eyebrows at you, which made the circumstances only worse. Thankfully, the teacher continued the lesson a few moments after, but you still felt like nobody was actually paying attention.

Even John, who sat beneath, was glimpsing awfully lot over to you, and at one point, you nudged your elbow into his ribs. “Ouch, what was that for?”, he mumbled quietly, not trying to get the attention of your teacher, but you repeated the action as an answer.

“Everything, Quince.”

#hamilton #Philip hamilton #hamilton imagine #hamilton fanfic #alexander hamilton #georges de lafayette #abigail adams #richard price #John Quincy Adams #Philip x Reader

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