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w1ldthoughts · 7 months

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Roads Less Traveled

A/n: I am working on some anon requests but I figured we could use a little fluffy pick me up after the loss yesterday.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this? It’s a 13 hour drive.”

You laugh, watching him put your bags in the trunk. “Yes I’m aware. You’ve only mentioned it 100 times.”

He takes his hat off, running his hands through his hair and firmly placing the Nike cap back on his head. “I just want to make sure you know what we’re about to get into.”

“I’ve made it through watching your finger explode on national television and now I get to meet your family during bye week. This is the longest time we’ve ever spent together consecutively so I’m excited and totally ready for this.”

Your boyfriend opens the car door for you with a knowing look, “you just want my mom to pull out the photo albums don’t you?”

“The only baby Justin pictures I’ve seen are from the Chargers TikTok babe, it’s not nearly enough. You were so adorable.”

“Were? As in past tense? Ouch.” He pressed a hand against his chest, biting back a smile.

“I mean you can still be adorable if you wanna be. Personally I was leaning more towards extremely handsome, maybe even…sexy?”

His face is turning more red by the minute and you can’t help yourself from digging a deeper hole, pinching his cheek as he jokingly whines for you to stop. “My handsome, gorgeous, adorable man. Come here.” You lean over the console and he closes the distance between you, immediately smiling into the kiss. He outwardly hated compliments but sometimes you swore you could hear his heart sing when you praised him in any way, especially his looks. It not-so-secretly made him feel giddy inside.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” He whispers, pulling away from the kiss and starting the car. “Okay let’s go over who you’re going to meet. This is the big test.”

One of his hands finds itself resting on your thigh, leaving you to peek at the splint on his middle finger on the hand that was still on the steering wheel. Sometimes you wondered how much it must hurt after every game, the constant physical contact with so many weeks in the season to go and your boyfriend’s determination was only growing by the minute. He had no plans of slowing down.

Bringing yourself back into the present moment, you wracked your brain trying to remember all the names.“There’s obviously your family, your mom and dad. Patrick and Mitch. Then your friends Tate, Charlie and Jack, who will be at Charlie’s football game.”

“That was perfect, you’re definitely ready for them. I do apologize in advance though if my parents are overwhelming. Haven’t exactly brought anyone home in a while, well since high school really. And now they’re convinced I made you up and I’m on my way to dying alone.” His smile reaches his ears, exposing a dimple.

The fact that he was bringing you was a big deal already but to know that he’d only really done this a couple times made you feel special. Even if he didn’t really say it, he was falling for you just as much as you were falling for him.

Justin pulls you out of your thoughts when he asks “are you hungry at all? Because I’m thinking about stopping somewhere. I’m starving.”

“Oh yeah, lunch sounds good, I think I saw a Wingstop sign towards this next exit but I can look it up.”

You opted to sit in the car and eat, talking about what you wanted to do and see in Eugene.

“I want the works. Walk me down memory lane and definitely take me to Nike. Feels illegal not to go to a Nike store where it all started. I’m sure you’re looking to add to your endless collection anyway.”

He gives you a pointed look. “It was an endless collection until I met and started dating a thief. Do you know how many of my sweatshirts I found in your closet this morning helping you pack? I was looking for the purple one for weeks.”

That one makes you cackle as you force him to switch you spots so he can get a driving break. “Well I’m sorry! It’s not my fault your clothes are so big and comfortable. And anytime you’re gone I just throw one on and it’s like you’re always with me.”

“Nice save…Catwoman.”

You scoff. “I prefer Robin Hood actually, you know take from the rich and give to the poor. You’re rich so I take from you and give it to myself, the poor.”

“That would work better if I didn’t get most of that stuff for free but that is a pretty solid comparison.” He chuckles softly, nodding his head along to the song. “I didn’t know you were an 80s rock fan.”

“I didn’t either but you played this a few weeks ago while we were making dinner and I’ve been listening to it ever since. You know…I won’t tell anyone if you sing.”

Justin immediately starts shaking his head, “no shot. You’re not doing this to me.” He groans as you turn up the music, singing along to lyrics as he looks on, seemingly unamused.

To your surprise he matches your volume at the chorus, both of you screaming out the words to Pour a Little Sugar on Me by Def Leppard.

“What happens on the road trip stays on the road trip,” he makes you pinky swear.

A few hours later he motions for you to take the next exit, claiming he wants to show you something. It was the perfect time to watch the sunset with a view of Mt. Shasta in the distance. His non-injured hand held yours, walking out to see it while also stretching your legs.

“This is the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen.”

He turned to you with a warm smile, taking it all in. “Yeah...me too.”

You smacked him on the arm without turning to meet his gaze, already feeling his eyes burning holes in the side of your head. “Justin focus. You’re not even looking at the scenery right now.”

“Sorry I just got really distracted by the view right in front of me, it’s kind of become my favorite.” He wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on the top of your head. You were still getting used to the “beard” he’d been sporting.

Turning around in his arms, you finally look up at him, the sight still taking your breath away. “You’re my favorite view too. Wouldn’t mind waking up to you for a while. The rest of my life even.” The last part comes out as a whisper you hope he didn’t catch.

But he did.

“Really? You—you see us doing this, like getting married and spending our lives together?” His lips crunch into a half smile and you want to kiss him senseless.

“Yeah, I do. Which is funny because I’ve never actually been with someone that I see a real future with.”

“Neither have I.” He holds your face in his hands, bringing your lips together softly, the kiss left his entire body buzzing. “Until now.”

#justin herbert #justin herbert x reader #justin herbert imagine #justin herbert fluff #nfl imagine #Justin Herbert fanfic

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dnpoll · 8 days

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my personal explanations below the cut!

also i scheduled this poll and i realised i forgot ARIANA GRANDE that's deep lore... GOD

muse: one of the things that dan and phil bonded over when they met each other - phil's favourite artist with his streams making it dan's top artist from 2014-2016. they have also seen muse at least five times! dan has played muse songs several times on the piano (specifically sunburn) + they did a lip sync video to muse for bbc radio. also they made fun of kristen stewart a lot when they were younger (they have since apologised and called her an iconic) and she was in twilight and muse supermassive black hole is famously in twilight so...

final fantasy vii: the soundtrack with interrupted by fireworks! dan said it reminded him of phil in a formspring answer <3 and that's all...

fall out boy: firstly "no but seriously imagine if:". secondly they have interviewed fob several times for the bbc! thirdly, specifically with pete wentz, he was dan's icon in his teenage years. he followed dan because of the interviews with him - he even prank called dan in call or delete. but as punishment in a best friend quiz video, phil tweeted "sometimes i dream about being one of the reindeer galloping through the sky with leather straps tying me to my friends mm yes carrots please" from dan's account - and pete wentz unfollowed fob. i am also convinced they think the milk fic is a petekey fic or something

the 1975: dan and phil called into the radio as fans when they were not hosting and the 1975 was there! dan said he was there with "his friend phil" and matty healy immediately recognised them as "dan and phil from the radio" despite them trying to be sneaky about it. dan also LOVED a brief inquiry into online relationships which he posted on his story and said he was "personally attacked by literally every song on the album". mm okay

my chemical romance: firstly "no but seriously imagine if". secondly dan specifically was/is a huge fan of mcr - although phil did sing welcome to the black parade (incorrectly) in a yasuhati video). mcr was also referenced in dan and anthony padilla's stop emo hate video, basically i'm gay and the dream daddy series, just to name a few (they g note a LOT). also hesitant alien featured in the tour of dan's brain video! gerard used to follow dan on twitter but doesn't anymore... beef?

panic! at the disco: firstly "no but seriously imagine if". also brendon and ryan are in the milk fic which they constantly reference. also there's a dnp edit with 57k views to house of memories

frank ocean: dan's top song in 2012 was "thinkin about you" by frank ocean which ppl talk abt a lot for many reasons. he also said his religion was frank ocean in 2016 LOL

troye sivan: YOUTUBE FRIENDS LOL - the iconic pic with dan, phil, troye and tyler! also dan and phil were the first people to play troye sivan's happy little pill on the radio, and are thus partially responsible for his success. troye sivan also led to chappell roan's success, so basically muse is responsible for chappell roan. troye also featured in a phil glasses video!

one direction: firstly, dnp interviewed them - a harrowing event that they outline in detail in tabinof. secondly, the iconic dan eating an orange picture behind a 1d concert. lastly, they talk about harry styles quite a bit - phil posed as him in a viewers pick my outfit, and of course the rotisserie chicken situation

nick jonas: hey buddy you in london #dick

smash mouth: more recent dan-based lore but mark (tour member) made an instagram story asking how to get all-star licensed. a phannie (royalsdnp on twt) then tweeted about it, and smash mouth (the twt account) saw it. dan then tweeted at the account asking for it, and it worked! smash mouth is now an official dannie, having tweeted orange for wad, and also offered the original demo for shrek to be used, saying it can maybe be for dan's next special. generally insane because dan has ofc always been a huge shrek fan as a part of his meme personality in the 2010s, even dressing up as him for a calendar

#dan and phil #phan #amazingphil #phil lester #dan howell #daniel howell #danisnotonfire

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thefrontofmymind · 5 months

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12 Days of Christmas: Day 1 - Secret Santa

hello all! this is the first installment of @abiiors 's 12 Days of Christmas !!

NOTE: this is a continuation of Nothing's Changed, a oneshot I wrote a few months ago. i would say you should read it beforehand just so you know what's going on

You weren’t nervous for the faculty secret santa, you’d seen a billion listicles of good generic gifts that could fit just about any of you coworkers.

It was only as you slyly opened the folded piece of paper you drew from the box and read the name, a shock went down your spine and you broke into a cold sweat. Ross.

You could argue it was silly to get so worried. You had your lists! But with Ross…it has to be special. You had to get him something meaningful–this was your first Christmas together, and granted you’d already ordered him a stack of vintage records of albums he loved, but you knew you couldn’t flake out and get him…a box of chocolates, for example.

But you had to be careful, anything too special could set off alarm bells in everyone else’s heads. It was common knowledge that you were friends in uni, and when given the chance you would be glued to each other’s sides, but there were policies about fraternisation between colleagues and you couldn’t lose this job.

You wracked your brain from the Wednesday morning of the name draw, up until Friday afternoon trying to think of something–anything–for Ross.

“You still here?” Lou said, popping her head through your doorway. “I thought I’d be the last one out of here tonight!”

You laughed–your neighbouring drama teacher was known for spending her evenings building set pieces and readying props and costumes for whatever performance her classes were doing next. “Just…milling around…”

“What’s up?” In the few months you’d known her, it seemed Lou always had the knack for sensing when someone was off; she’d know to send a student to the school nurse just with one glance at them.

“It’s silly, really…” You trailed off.

“It’s clearly bothering you, what’s up?” She persisted, taking a seat on the desk closest to your work station at the front of the room–where Ross would sit to eat lunch with you everyday for the past 2 months.

“I just don’t know what to get my secret santa–I know it’s stupid to get all worried about it–just…you know, I need it to be perfect,” you answered.

Lou let out a sigh. “What are you doing tomorrow? We can go into town and I’ll help you find a gift.”

You breathed a sigh of relief at the idea of help. Though, how would you go about with Lou’s help without her cottoning on to the fact that the one reason you were so nervous was that you didn’t want to toe the line of co-workers and romantic partners too much around the people that couldn’t know.

“And maybe I’ll find something for my gift,” she continued. “What do you get Jimmy in Geography, anyway?”

“A map?” You joked.

“Well I imagine he probably has enough of those laying around,” Lou answered with a grin. “Who do you have anyway?”

“Ross.”

“Ah, right, I get it now…” she commented before leaving, calling out a quick ‘I’ll drop by at 10!’ as she strolled out the door.

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It wasn’t as cold as you expected the next morning. The sun had come out and there was a light layer of dew over the outside frames of the windows of your flat. You could even get away with just wearing your coat with a normal t-shirt for once.

You spoke to Ross the night before–he had grading to do before the end of term so he was spending his whole Saturday in a hole in his living room, surrounded by four classes worth of history essays to read. You were grateful he didn’t ask what your plans were, you just left it at a ‘then I’ll leave you to it’ and he seemed satisfied with it.

And in a stroke of rare luck, Lou was at your doorstep at 10 on the dot, with two oat milk lattes in her hands. It was never her forte to be on time, but you were glad your morning wasn’t full of anxiously waiting around for your coworker–and now friend.

“So what are you thinking?” Lou asked as you strolled through the crowded street mall you found yourself in. She pointed to a fancy cosmetics shop. “Cologne or something maybe?”

“Not personal enough, I think,” you answered. “Why couldn’t I just get someone I don’t know anything about?!”

Lou laughed. It made you realise you may have been overthinking it just a little. You’d known Ross for years, you loved him… You just had to go with your gut.

“You and Ross are close, huh?” Lou continued after a few moments of silent strolling.

“In uni…we were inseparable,” you replied. “Like really close.”

She gave you a look, wide eyes. It was a silent question. Just how close? You gave one curt nod in response, a sign that you couldn’t talk about it, but it was clear what the answer would be.

Suddenly you felt like a weight had come off your chest. Finally you were honest to someone about Ross. You realised you didn’t have to completely hide your relationship, you just had to be careful about it. You immediately caught onto the notion that by and large you didn’t need to overthink this all; just go with your heart, and you’ll find the perfect gift for the most perfect man.

Walking past a jeweller, a gold glint caught the corner of your eye. It was a display in the window–a gold chain, not too delicate, but thick enough for you to see it immediately. You made a b-line for it without even looking to Lou. Every link interlocked with each other and laid so smoothly.

You remembered Ross wore a thin chain in university–you remembered it dangling over your face as he hovered above you, begging for him to drown you in kisses yet again. At some point over the years he must have either lost it or forgone it as a growing moment. You missed it tickling your face, hiding within his chest hair like a hidden treasure waiting to be unearthed–you got butterflies just thinking about it.

Sure, it was a little out of the price range for the gift exchange, but you always took those sorts of things as just a guideline. You and Lou walked out of the little family-owned shop with a tiny navy blue bag in your hand and a spring in your step.

~~~

You kept one eye on the small wrapped box under the tree in the staffroom during the staff party. Even though no one, bar Lou, knew what it contained, you were still worried someone would take it or misplace it or mistake it for their own gift. Through drinks and shallow conversations about your holiday plans and picking at the spread of potluck appetisers provided but almost everyone in the room, every so often you would just quickly glance to make sure it was still in it’s spot sitting atop a wrapped cylinder that you could only guess was a candle–it made you giggle to yourself to think that someone panicked and grabbed the first think they could think of, the most basic gift imaginable.

You spent most of your time glued next to Ross. He looked so…beautiful in his knitted red sweater with his hair pulled back like usual. You just couldn’t wait for him to open his gift. You couldn’t help but stare at the glint in his eyes as he chuckled along with the group at Kerry from biology’s story about her sons’ antics.

After about an hour and a half of mingling, it was finally time for the gifts. You all sat in a big circle around the staff room as Principal Janine handed out the wrapped presents. You giggled at the gag gifts, smiled at the sweet gifts, and tried to hide your confusion at gifts that were clearly some kind of inside joke you weren’t privy to.

Janine finally picked up the box for Ross. “And this one’s for…Ross!”

You could barely contain your excitement as he began to tear at the corner of the wrapping. You could tell he was being gentle with it, trying to ignore the spurs of “rip it!” from the group. He looked inquisitively at the small velvet box once it was free from the paper.

“Open it,” you whispered from beside him. You almost missed the glint in his eye as he slyly glanced at you. You knew you’d already given the game away–he knew it was from you.

The gold chain didn’t sparkle as much as you hoped under the fluorescent lights of the staff room, but it still caused a mist in Ross’ eyes just the same.

“So who do you think it’s from, then?” Lou asked with a grin–after all, she was there with you when you bought it.

“It can only be from one person, I reckon.” He smiled and placed a firm hand on the back of your shoulder.

You could’ve melted under his touch then and there. Even with all the private escapades you had gotten up to, nothing could compare to the adrenaline rush you felt at the tiniest amount of affection you could show each other in public.

“Well, I noticed you don’t wear one anymore! I thought you could get a little nostalgia from it!” You were smiling so wide, it looked like someone had stuck a clothes hanger in your mouth.

You noticed that underneath the tree was beginning to get sparse. Only about half a dozen gifts were left, you wondered which one was yours.

Janine grabbed a bulky, square-shaped, wrapped box and read the nametag on it. She joyfully passed it to you.

You couldn’t help but immediately tear the wrapping, making just an ounce of the mess you used to love making on Christmas morning when you were a kid.

It was a bottle of perfume. Not just any bottle. Britney Spears’ Midnight Fantasy. You let out a deep chuckle once you’d registered what it was–the perfume you were just about addicted to in uni, you pretty much had a stockpile running of them for your full 3 years there.

You heard a laugh from beside you. Ross had a smile just as wide as yours, his cheeks had all bunched up and he got those little creases at the edges of his eyes that you loved so much.

“Of course!” You bellowed. You realised everyone else in the room looked confused, you thought it’d be kind to clue them in. “I was obsessed with this perfume in uni, like, I don’t think I ever wore another perfume then.”

“Never! We knew you’d be coming when we could smell it while you were still a mile up the road!”

~~~

Ross’ cheeks were lit but the LED tealights surrounding your flat. You set up a picnic of sorts–inside, of course, no one in their right mind would stay outside in the freezing temperatures for longer than necessary–with an Indian takeaway.

It was small moments like this, the intimacy, that made you appreciate Ross even more. You’d thought it out and come to a conclusion; you didn’t mind that you couldn’t be all love-y with each other in public, it was the private times that counted, and with each interaction you could feel yourself falling further and further.

“I hope you like it,” you said, when discussing your secret Santa gifts–coincidentally to each other.

“Are you kidding, love? You’ll have to wrestle it off me now!” He smiled, a little wonky from the two bottles of wine you’d shared that evening.

You giggled. “I’m glad, and likewise with the perfume I…I can’t believe you remembered the exact one.”

“Of course I did!” He replied. He placed his plate on the picnic blanket that was sprawled out on your living room floor. “I actually have something else–to go along with it…”

He shifted and turned to dig through his bag, normally filled with supplies for school and his laptop. He retrieved a brown paper binded scrapbook.

“This was the-uh-second part of the gift,” he continued. “But I couldn’t quite give you this bit in front of everyone else.”

He handed you the book, and you finally got a good look at the cover. There was a picture of the two of you back from some university party back in the day–probably scoured from someone’s Facebook memories. You tried to hide your cringe at your outfit, not quite something you would wear today.

You began to flip through the pages. Photos from your year together, tickets to the films you saw at the cinema, a concert ticket or two as well. Each page had a little paragraph written right onto it in Ross’ scribbly yet concise handwriting–sometimes explaining a memory of a day in the fall when you got excited to watch Hocus Pocus with him, or a poem about snow falling down on you and resting in your hair.

You flipped to the last page, there was a lengthy letter written.

My love,

If all is going as planned, I’m watching you read this right now. I could stare at you forever, you know that?

You looked up to see Ross smiling at you, you couldn’t help but let out a schoolgirl-like giggle.

Even though you’ll vehemently deny it, the truth is you are the most beautiful sight in the world. Ever. I will never get sick of being graced by those eyes, the curve of your neck into your shoulders, your arms that you swear dangle just a little too far to be proportionate, and those hips–my word, those hips.

I could go on about your looks forever, but that is barely the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the marvel that is you. You’re always so kind, so caring, and you’re the smartest in most rooms you’re in.

For a long time I thought the only chance I had with you was gone when we split so long ago. I must’ve accrued some bloody good karma to give me a second chance at loving you. I know it hasn’t been that long this time around yet, and I know we’re bound for a hassle the longer this goes on, but I want you to know that I’m in it. Whatever it takes, you are staying in my life and there’s not a chance I’m letting you go again.

All of this to say, I love you.

Your Ross

P.S. Don’t feel pressure to say it back or anything. It’s just important that you know.

You couldn’t stop the grin on your face. There was heat spreading all across your face and neck. You realised you hadn’t looked back up at Ross yet–you just couldn’t help but re-read the last few lines of his letter. I love you. I love you. I love you.

When you finally looked back at him, you could see his smile had faltered just a little. He was worried about your response.

You tried to find the words to tell him how you felt. How perfect this all was.

“Sorry if I…overstepped,” he started. “I just had to get it out, you know? Like there was this-”

You cut him off with a kiss. A deep kiss. The kind that did all the talking for you. The kind where you didn’t care that your teeth hit each other on impact and your neck was craning in an awkward position and all of Ross’ weight was settled on one hand leaning on the carpet and it was beginning to aggravate the skin on the palm of his hand.

In the end, none of that mattered. Because you loved each other, and after so long without one another that was the most important thing in your life.

#christmas75 #ross macdonald x reader #ross macdonald imagine #ross macdonald fanfiction #ross macdonald fic #ross macdonald blurb

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jmdbjk · 11 months

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Good morning! Pt. 2

I forgot to mention that it started to pour down rain (hence Rainy Day Fight) whenever JK was out there lost in the streets and I’m sure that added to his stress because he didn’t know how to get back to the dorm. Thundering, lightning, who knows... wind maybe... some outside force got upset at JK in that moment. The Universe seemed to step in and pour a bucket of water on a young JK's head to get his attention... it worked.

Continuing...

So he's scrolling through a million cooking videos and then all of a sudden "Lee Mujin Service April Fools Day Special" comes up?

I can't be the only one who is giving that the big ol' side eye... amongst all the food/cooking videos THAT one shows up? Riiiight...

He says he hasn't seen it... riiiiight.... whatever you say Kookie.

Curiously... the translation subtitle says he said "Jimin!" but that's not what he said. I don't know what he said but it wasn't Jimin.

He fast forwards a little and then this:

Hahahahaha! Yep, I bet you've heard enough about Face album to last you a while. That project tied up your Jiminie for most of the past year and had you sitting in your living room-cave drinking beer and eating gobs of fried chicken in front of Netflix all winter long singing to your giant tv and keeping the neighbors awake.

But that doesn't stop Kook from obviously loving Like Crazy...

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He couldn't think of Bosa Nova for the genre.

The mimicking was 💀 ... I died. I can see Jimin practicing some mock interviews with him. That seems very much like something Jimin would do. JK loves his Jimin. That's all there is to it.

Then he sang along with Lee Mujin on "Butterfly" and "Traffic Light" where he unleashed some killer ad libs. He proceeded to play air drums.

When he was done with that he scrolled some more and commented there are only cooking shows... I swear ... how did the Lee Mujin show just appear amongst all the cooking shows Kookie?? hmmmmm????

He has watched it before, that's how, it was in his history.

I have to tell you... I will admit, my mind lives in the gutter... please get that stick out from between your legs and ESPECIALLY STOP rubbing the knob at the end of it!!!

You can't tell me he doesn't know what we say on here about him. He lurks in the rabbit hole...I just know it.

Finds this specific thing and then proceeds to sing along with himself... if the neighbors managed to keep sleeping through the drumming on the furniture jam session, they surely woke up when he started to belt out Airplane Pt. 2.

But he couldn't remember the lyrics to Save Me...

When the Best of Me verse came up where he and Jimin do the switchy-switchy back and forth choreo he couldn't help himself... he had to couch dance... and it turned out to be a loop hahahahaha!

Then he belted out Wasurenai by Tanaka. The neighbors probably have given up on sleeping in by now. It's a workday anyway. Get your ass out of bed.

[the toes...] I'm not a foot person but I would give him a foot rub.

That's because you are interrupting your body's involuntary intake and exhalation of oxygen. It is theorized that the brain triggers yawns to keep you alert. I know everyone needed to know that. Don't look at my brain, its scary in there. Moving on...

And then he swapped hats and launched into a 5 minute impression of G-Dragon... I don't know anything about G-Dragon except he was in BigBang with Taeyang. I did see him arriving at Incheon one time and he was wearing the shortest shorts I've ever seen a man wear in public these days. They were like booty shorts... He did not make eye contact with anyone, as if he wished he was somewhere else. Came across as a typical western rapper... full of attitude and not gratitude. That's my impression of who G-Dragon is. Anyway. This:

Paint me clueless because I have no idea what just happened.

Ok, let me take a step away for a second and speak about something: Jungkook just parodied G-Dragon. He was mimicking Jimin earlier... ALL IN FUN. The theory is, when you mimic others, you subconsciously create a bond with those individuals. If you dislike someone, your subconscious will dampen any desire to do that. Psychology is fascinating isn't it?

I've seen some trying to weaponize these instances during this live. Jungkook mimics and copies because these are people he enjoys, not people he hates. There is not a malicious bone in JK's body. Just a lot of bones and cartilages that sound like bubble wrap being stepped on when he cracks them. Again moving on...

He stopped on Kurzgesagt, a Youtube channel that creates animated videos on a variety of topics that are informational and enlightening. Kookie loves the aesthetics of the channel.

He spends the next 10 minutes searching for something to watch while his brain tries to wind down and tell him its time to sleep. He subconsciously starts humming Like Crazy again and then finds a Jay Park song. I am thinking a collab is coming even though most of us could do without Jay Park. Obviously, Jungkook has a thing for him so I will remain open minded about any song should one be released. JK's vocals will elevate it to the stratosphere regardless.

I remember the pushback when we learned about Jimin's collab with Taeyang. And it turned out to be a great song and speaking for myself, I found Taeyang to be a decent and likable human. Why I ever doubted the kind of person Jimin would admire, I have no idea.

Displaying his prowess of composing songs on the spot:

The entire live was classic Jungkook. He will talk about almost anything and share a wide-ranging amount of TMI. Even now, he shows us how open he is about so much. He covered so many random things but mostly talked about his three favorite things: working out/body care, cooking and Jimin.

And Jimin and Jungkook...they are still the same as they've always been, always and forever since the rainy day fight up until now.

He finally decided to "rest a bit" before heading out and bid us farewell.

Apobangpo Kookie! I hope we get to see you soon again!

More thoughts as I sit here thinking about Jungkook and Jimin through the years... it shouldn't be taken lightly how much influence Jimin has had on Jungkook. And to think of their dynamic over the years, watching the way they look at each other and speak to each other has evolved. It is rare to be able to observe such a thing happen between two people in real life. The way they both light up when they see the other's presence... lately we've seen it during these lives... they both beam with joy at each other... it's an amazing thing.

(FYI: My gifs and video prevented this post from showing up on the tumblr feed so there are screenshots for now.)

#that sad excuse of a floor lamp behind the couch...#jk is the biggest pjm #jikook #i was interrupted 5 million times at work trying to finish this #HE CUT HIS HAIR #IT'S THE BEGINNING OF THE END OF HIS LONG HAIR!#apobangpo #festa 2023

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harleychick91 · 6 months

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The Best Birthday Ever (rated G)

Lena wants to spend her birthday with her best friend. What that turns into was never part of Lena's plan.

Full fic on AO3 and FFN

This is insane. I shouldn’t just show up to Kara’s and see if she wants to spend the day with me, driving around aimlessly with the top down, finding a few hole-in-the-wall places. She’s always said that if I needed to, or wanted to, stop by that I’m more than welcome.

Before my resolve wavered, I pulled into a parking spot and made my way to the reporter’s door. Taking off my sunglasses, I slid an earpiece into my belt. Knocking, I waited. I hope I didn’t underdress too much. Jeans and a nice sleeveless shirt. No one in National City has seen me in something like this. Kara has seen me in my lounge clothes before. She won’t care.

Confusion washed over me when an older woman answered the door. “I recognize you,” she smiled. “You’re Lena Luthor.”

“I am, yes.” She looks so familiar. My eyes flashed across the room behind her. This is definitely Kara’s apartment. I can see my appointed blanket on the couch.

“I’m Eliza, Alex’s and Kara’s mother. Please, come in.” Stepping to the side, the older woman allowed me entrance.

That’s where I recognize her from! The photo albums and pictures on Kara’s desk and around her apartment. “Thank you,” I smiled. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Danvers. Kara’s told me so many stories.”

“You as well. Between everything Kara has told me, what’s been in the papers, and your TED Talks, I feel like I already know you.”

Kara talks about me to her mother? “I hope all was good.”

“It was,” Eliza chuckled. “I almost feel like I have three daughters instead of two.” Warmth filled my chest at Eliza’s words.

“Mom, who are you talking to-oh God. Lena, hi!” The agent’s voice pitched upwards with each word.

“Hi.” Crossing my arms, I studied the brunette. “What was that reaction for?”

“I…um…” Alex stammered, pulling out her phone to text someone.

“I hope you can make it to Thanksgiving this year.” Eliza made her way towards the kitchen. “Can I get you something to eat or drink?”

“No, thank you though.” She’s definitely the woman who raised Kara. That woman always offers me something to eat or drink the second I walk in. “Kara invited me but I may have to work.” I feel bad for lying.

“Well, I’m also inviting you this year.” Eliza smiled warmly. “Hopefully you can make it.”

“If you’re coming, then I’ll do my best. What brings you to town? I thought Kara said you flew in next weekend.”

“We wanted to see Mom longer!” Alex blurted, wrapping an arm around her mother’s shoulders. “This woman makes the best BBQ wings ever.” Hearing a frantic knock, Alex went to answer the door.

Walking in, Kara held a paper grocery bag in each arm. “Heeeyyy, guys. What’s up?” Eyes grew when the blonde saw me. She tried to speak but nothing came out.

“Kara?” Becoming self conscious, I looked over my outfit. “I dressed down because it’s my day off and I thought it would only be us.”

“I think you broke her brain,” Alex smirked.

“Alexandra,” Eliza warned.

Before Kara could respond, there was another knock at the door. “I’ll get it.” Alex moved quickly across the apartment. “Pretty sure I know who it is.”

“You look really good in green,” Kara smiled sheepishly. Tearing her eyes away, a light pink tinted the reporter’s cheeks. “S-Sorry for staring.” She murmured, placing the bags on the counter.

“No harm done.” I don’t mind when you stare. It makes me feel wanted.

The blood drained from Kara’s face when she saw who was at the door. “Mrs. Danvers, it’s nice to see you again.” Mike, from Kara’s office, walked in with a large bouquet of flowers. “These are for you.” He smiled, kissing Kara’s cheek. A shot of jealousy made its way through me.

“Reel it in a little.” Taking the flowers, Kara placed them on the table. “Thank you. They’re lovely.”

“Too much?” He frowned, disappointed in himself.

“For American society, yes. You normally only kiss certain people who you find special or some family members if they do cheek kisses.”

“Oh,” he paused. “But I’ve never seen you kiss-,”

“That’s enough!” Alex cupped her hand over Mike’s mouth.

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#supergirl #supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #Lena’s birthday #supercorp ficlet #supercorp fanfic

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aimmyarrowshigh · 9 months

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Chapter Ten posted!

It felt pointless to try to chatter niceties to a man who probably didn’t know English from a Hobbit-hole in the wall. Still, Steve was instructed to just keep talking until the Asset replied, so he did. He walked through the repertoire of his entire record collection, explaining his choices and the best songs on each album that he owned. He explained what he knew of the history of the symphony on the radio and tried asking, to a series of blinks in response, whether the Asset had been present for the atrocities of the Russian front. He demonstrated his tin ear by singing a bit of the “Chattanooga Choo-Choo,” until Natasha came over the speakers into the pod and begged him to please for the love of god and country, stop singing, Steve. Steve tapped his thumb against the side of his leg as he wracked his brain for anything more to say. “Wish I knew a little about you, pal,” he finally settled on. “So that our conversations could be a bit less one-sided. You don’t have to tell me your name, but at least tell me something about yourself. What you like on the radio or who your favorite star is at the pictures. Or what you like to eat. You know, it is safe to eat the food that we send in here for you, it’s not poisoned. We’re not gonna torture you, other than with my singing, and I already told Natasha I’d stop. It’s not right to waste food. Don’t you know we’re rationing?”

#lent from tomorrow (today was too small for us)#fandom #fanfiction #my fic #stucky #steve and bucky #steve x bucky #stevebucky #stucky fanfiction #stucky fic #stucky fanart

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eldritch-spouse · 6 months

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Heya, hope u have nice, sunny day here👋

Should I say I'm blessed that I found ur blog? Prob yes cuz thanks to you, i got out of my artblock hole first time in three years 🛐 God is a woman truly, in Pinnie I trust- No jokes, thanks dearly. Let me throw some quick messy sketch on idea I got after crunching on some good stuff at your blog and by this morally prepare myself to throw some little drawings of ur ocs later lmao

Some visuals: https://ibb.co/album/LrrXvv

Looks like here's a strange new visitor, huh...

Meet Double Trouble!

First impression.

It's hard to tell that here's a monster in front of you – after all, "main" body looks 100% human! Ah, yes, for sure, Eve is true femme fatale with this charming looks of hers. It's no surprise she steals attention easily with this seductive eyes and lovely lips- And what about her long, luxurious hair? Perfection as it is!

Ah, but she looks kind of sick, you know? And it's not even about her deadly pale skin- Sometimes it seems like she's talking- even arguing with herself- And her hair moves strangely even without any wind from times to times. Sometimes she can even puke out very strange things... Hmm, have you ever seen her eating them, actually? Or just eating at all?

Of course, pretty ladies never walk alone – and in case of Eve, her guardian dog is glued to her... Well. Quite literally. Grghaath never delays his early introduction, opening his massive jaw on the back of her head just to slip in some comment every time he hears something intriguing without thinking twice. Or, for example, when he can sense some food nearby- And, well, with amounts he's consuming, here's no surprise Eve doesn't have to bother herself...

How he decide "what is food" is a different story tho. Pft, what a brute.

"I'm hungry, so hungry... Eve? Eve? Look, this thing looks delicious..."

"... Please, don't take him seriously, he is definitely not a brains in our duo."

What are they?

Joke of nature Very strange case of symbiosis between human and... Well, something non-human. Roughly speaking, they're closer to changeling in the matter of literally turning inside out if they feel the need to swap. For the most of the time, Grghaath hides inside Eve, letting her communicate with outside world; in cases of danger, they change, since in terms of raw power Grghaath is a clear winner. It's needless to say that their harmony and teamwork are impressive – no-no, what is truly shocking, that even after years of being in such unique alliance, sharing thoughts, etc., both of them saved their original personalities and clear lol minds. For now, they are like roommates, but with different sides of body... Bodymates? Side neighbours?? Inside-outsties??? 🤔🤔🤔

Grghaath looks like giant, constantly wriggling and moving mass of flesh with a lot of mouths full of sharp teeth (prob will remake it lol). Eye on his body belongs to Eve.

Eve looks like human mostly, no special features aside from long "scar" on her back and big mouth at the back of her head.

Both can use tendrils(?) masked as hair; both can talk with eachother in thoughts if needed, share senses/thoughts/memories/etc. Eve become much stronger after their fusion, Grghaath gained higher intelligence for those of his kind and brighter emotions.

Quick description.

Eve: maneater😏

Grghaath: maneater😧

Eve, as been said before, brains and beauty, face of the pair and the main reason both of them haven't gone insane honestly – mostly because of her incredible self-control. She has realistic outlook on life and strong personality, and she was already mature enough at the moment of fusion- This is why she successfully asserted dominance over her at that time new neighbor in a shortest time possible. Not a mothering type, but "cool elder sister with knowledge behind her back" type – smart and reliable one, doesn't afraid to take responsibility for her actions. Can be overly pushy and even suffocating tho-

Grghaath, well... He's not a baddest neighbour for sure. If you will ignore his bad eating habits, he's pretty chill dude! Can and will talk with people around him about some silly random shit. Usually mistaken for the some type of parasyte, which makes him so offended........ And leads to funny and emotional protests. Scarily fast learner! Will laugh it off if someone points it out. Very good hunter, adapts to every condition so quickly– well, yes... He doesn't like to get scolded if he gets catched for eating some lame loser. It's a need to be smart and fast enough. Still too animalistic to clean up his meals perfectly, so he still gets scolded :(

What's their motivation?

Grghaath wants to find truth. Both of them has no information about what in the goddamn world fused them nor who they were before their meeting, all their memories are foggy. Must say, it's not a "i want to get rid of her" thing, mostly just interest.

Eve doesn't have any strict plans for life, she goes where wind blows. For now she tries to find someone like them- well, like Grghaath. She knows that he feels lonely. Sometimes she wonders if it's better for them to be separated, so he can live normal live for his kind.

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Phew, this was exhausting- Anyways 😔🙏 hope it wasn't too bore for you lmao. Maybe I will polish this idea later. Only best wishes, I will come back with some sketches again soon-

Oooooooo-wow, that is a giant wall of text. Your general writing style reminds me of someone too. Hm 🤔.

I don't really know if this oc is connected to anything regarding my narratives or you just decided to show me them? In which case thank you, but I would really suggest you post this on your account because it's likely to get swallowed in a cluster of other asks here. And you deserve visibility, honestly.

I'm glad I broke that 3 year artblock that's one Hell of a fucking badge to wear! 💪👀

#unrelated⭐️

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wenjunehui · 6 months

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you 🤝 me: We Need To Eat Lee Felix ASAP

but also [deranged screaming] this is my first comeback with them as a stay and i'm going to go insane because EVERYTHING about this comeback will not let me live like ?????????????? please stop for my sanity despite having none in the first place

my first comeback was noeasy (? somewhere around there) so i've been around awhile but it's always been like. oh yeah those men hot but anyway what about jun. i had bigger and better things to focus on so i didnt really try to get super into them 😔 and it took me the LONGEST time to choose a bias bc i just liked them so casually and i wasn't super attached to any of them (and also my ex friend was crazyyy about hyunjin so i was like damn ok girl u can have him chill ! she almost put a hole in her tv once watching the red lights mv but that's a whole nother thing). then by the time oddinary came out i had watched a little more and knew them a little better (lots of chan/felix compilations in my youtube history bc theyre so silly together little guys) and i was like okay yeah its official. that dude is My Man. he's just so auuuurghhhhh grrrrr bark bark bark i love him but at first i just picked him bc i liked him the best even tho i still didn't know that much about them. and then like for some reason in the last couple months something just clicked and i've been feral deranged foaming at the mouth over him ever since like idk what happened but one day out of the blue i woke up and i was like. must eat him must eat him must eat him i need that man carnally viscerally desperately. i have probably read every single felix fic on this app in the last week i've literally just been scrolling thru the felix fluff/smut/etc tags every night for hours like i am down BAD. definitely not more that svt and definitely not ult status yet but like. he is climbing the charts i fear he is getting closer (svt pun). also a friend from the kpop club at my school recently dropped her skz collection and gave me like 6 felix photocards and i was like well fuck now i need MORE of him and so then i bought all their recent albums and my wallet is very unhappy about that but serotonin part of brain is very happy about that. silly little man cards make happy chemical go brr

#💌 asks #💬 xan #probably bc ive been talking to rain petrichor-han a lot and she is a fellow felix enjoyer so weve been bonding <3 #it may have triggered my burst of feralness who knows #also love that this is my main and only like 20 ppl follow this blog so i can type enormous paragraphs and no one gives a fuck LMAO #anyways i understand u. sanity levels at an all time low as of late

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moregraceful · 1 year

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plantpostin'...this isn't a livejournal post but spiritually, it is adjacent

ANYWAY i started my pollinator container garden today despite morale being in the dang gutter. the man at the plant nursery was very helpful and told me if i come back next month they'll have a lot more native plants and more pollinators. i will be returning! i want more plants! sadly sticking my hands in dirt for an hour in the afternoon did make me feel a little better >:/

today i bought twelve iceland poppies, two rosemarys and two lavenders. i forget what the lavenders are. planted the big lavender in the big pot and the rosemarys and other lavender in medium pots. planted ten of the poppies in medium and little pots before i ran out of pots. i'm trying fertilizer this year which i have never tried before but since a lot of this dirt is old, i figured it would be better for the plants. also have never used fertilizer and it's entirely possible this is why my container gardens died always. (in addition to atmospheric rivers and being generally very bad at taking care of outdoor plants.) terrified that i did the fertilizer wrong and all my plants are going to eat themselves to death or explode.

i discovered while poking the rest of my containers that my peppermints, jack campbell jr and mars jr, had not died over winter as i thought but had in fact reproduced, so the asexuals win again! my jade plant (nico) and his baby offshoots survived the winter somehow, despite me being so neglectful i should be mandated reporting myself to plant protective services. except then i repotted him and now i have: fear. sure hope nico and his babies did not survive an atmospheric river just to die by being stuck in a slightly larger pot. the succulent garden (the 2019 draft class) is bouncing back slowly after winter but i'm less worried abt them, they always find their way.

i named the poppies the 2020 draft class (if they die they die, if they live i get to see bees) and the rosemarys are ella and lorna (fear that they die but hopefully i get to cook with them someday). i'm very concerned i didn't give my big lavender enough dirt or fertilizer but i'm naming her mercy and the little lavender midnight bc i was listening to a needtobreathe live album while grumpily digging holes, and my favorite song off it was "mercy's shore", which they intro'd by singing "let the midnight special shine a light on me". (i simply cannot google this band in order to remain blissfully unaware of what their politics are.) if mercy and midnight die...well at least my patio smelled nice for a little bit.

i cleaned up and went inside and as i was writing this i saw some birds poking around. my friend who used to live in this building said she used to see a lot of hummingbirds on her balcony, so i think i will get a hummingbird feeder or two when it's warmer. i would love to get a birdfeeder but my dog is an instigator and i don't want to invite chaos into my patio just bc i want to see a sparrow. but i think hummingbirds are small enough that if i hung feeders up high my dog would simply not notice. (he never thinks to look up.)

i do think i may need to look into getting a shelf or a small table or something bc the 2020 draft class is all on the ground and sometimes my dog likes to chase bees and i don't want to create a like. atmosphere of fear for the pollinators. i realize i am maybe the only person in the world who is concerned about the emotional well-being of bees and butterflies but [finger guns] that's what happens when you have big feelings and not enough outlets to put them in. my therapist told me to start journaling to make my brain quiet and instead i'm out here developing parasocial relationships to bees i haven't met yet and worrying about a jade plant i named after a hockey player. so it goes.

i used to do positive posts when i was super depressed and i can't do that again bc it was getting a little too doxxable, but unfortunately writing all this out also made me feel better, so the plantposting will continue...thank you for witnessing.

also if i get any butterflies, i will take pictures to show you all.

#jack campbell jr and mars jr #<- plantposting tag for blacklisting #fresno oilers.txt

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petrich0-r · 10 months

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Tag (9) people you'd like to get to know better!

the lovely @lonlonranching tagged me in this so i wanted to give it a try!!

currently watching: NOTHING unfortunately since i'm in the middle of exam season, i haven't even finished the new kny season,,,it'll be over soon so hopefully i can find some time to watch the new jjk season since i'm VERY excited for it (feeling so normal after seeing the leaks mmmmyess)

currently reading: the aforementioned exam season caught me in the middle of a reread of one of my favorite books, naomi novik's uprooted, which has some of the best motifs to take my mind off of studying and staring at my computer screen, which is magic! nature! eldritch horrors stemming from a forest! magical girlbosses! slavic folklore themes! i also finally read six of crows and, predictably, fell in love with the characters and further down the shipping hole. i rly hope i get to read more during summer break bc ugh i miss reading

currently listening: hozier's new album 'unreal unearth' is coming out soon and eat your young and unknown/nth already have me wanting to peel my skin off my body in the best way possible so yess i've been listening to those on repeat

current obsession: a few weeks ago i caved and watched tristamp after my tumblr was infested by it (the same way i watched mp100 and that shit changed me on a molecular level) and!! it's consumed my brain i need to watch the og anime and read the manga asap i want to see milly!!! i am also enamored with what togachako have going on in the bnha manga like the yuri scratches my brain just rightt i need More

tagging @de-sole-caecus-iudicat @bozuri @distant-screaming @such-a-thing @whywoulditho @2offayyo-kzt @amelia201 @alcego @honeysider no pressure ofc!!

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den-gamle-kartograf · 5 months

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9 people you'd like to know better

Tagged by @lady-harrowhark (thank you!)

Three ships: 1. Griddlehark. The most girls ever. Proof that in fiction, sufficiently advanced hate is indistinguishable from love. Someone who's used people before and never wants to use someone again x someone who's been used so long she can only envision herself being loved as a tool. Your honor they have mutilated me grievously. I rest my case. 2. All the other actual and potential Locked Tomb ships, as one collective mass. The sheer variety of ways in which simultaneously competent and fucked up girlfailures can bounce off each other in interesting ways is unparalleled. 3. Assorted blorbos from my webcomics. Which blorbos I'm talking about will change depending on when you ask, but right now it is Joe and Joyce from Dumbing of Age. The way Joyce is breaking out of her religious indoctrination and sexual repression hits pretty close to home for me, and I am rooting for her to finally have a good fucking experience. Joe makes an excellent foil.

First ever ship: Based on the first action figure I can remember wanting as a kid, probably a Sienar Fleet Systems TIE/LN fighter. (Serious answer: Star Wars was one of my first media obsessions and was definitely my first proper fandom, but I can't think of an element I cared about less than shipping. And then I wasn't involved in fandoms at all during my early adulthood, so I honestly think the first ship I've ever really engaged with beyond reading/watching/playing the source material is Griddlehark.)

Last song: (Splash) Turn Twist by Jimmy Eat World. It's a bonus track from Bleed American (same album that gave us The Middle) which I somehow never paid any attention to until it got itself stuck in my head a week or two ago and has not left since.

Last film: I couldn't say for certain. The last film I saw in a theater was The Last Jedi. My partner showed me Mean Girls sometime in 2022... I think that might be it?

Currently watching: Whatever my partner is watching while I'm in the room (Markiplier at the moment), and nothing else. That's a boring answer, so here's a bonus answer to a different question. The most recent game I played is Victoria 3, a massive 19th century economy and politics simulator. It is a horrible waste of my time and I swore off it months ago in favor of wasting horrible amounts of time on other games, but they released a major patch last month so I spent a weekend industrializing Korea but utterly failing to turn it into a worker's paradise.

Currently reading: Time To Orbit: Unknown, a serial novel by @/derinthescarletpescaterian about a completely normal spaceship where nothing ever goes wrong and all of the characters are having a very good time. (There are 124 chapters so far and at least five distinct genders.) (When I say "the worldbuilding is immaculate" please understand that this is like going down a wikipedia rabbit hole except also there is a story.) (Who needs sleep when you could instead have Story?) (In this world I probably would have wanted to become a Public Universal Friend before I got on the right medications and deleted twitter.) (Please read this story I need someone to share my brain worms.) (It is completely normal and you can stop reading any time you want you are just choosing to consume another chapter right now of your own free will.) (You will certainly not regret reading Time To Orbit: Unknown.)

Currently consuming: Chips and guacamole.

Currently craving: Yuri.

Tagging: DO NOT CONSIDER THIS PRESSURE I KNOW THAT'S IMPLICIT BUT I AM ALLERGIC TO CREATING A SENSE OF OBLIGATION that said, @reikiajakoiranruohoja @frumiousbandersnack @chuispasjordan @hano-orion @postluminescence @princesandpirates @superfluidcreep @dnlrntr @sarafacet

#haven't done one of these in ages #it was fun though!

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jeanmoreaux · 6 months

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Fuck, you’re totally right about House a Habit and Inkpot Gods being everlark— I never thought of it but now the brainrot’s reactivating

Also Jensen McRae? Not sure how I never heard her music before but I started listening to her stuff when I saw your reply and holy shit dude I love this and I feel very Seen

Another song that makes me think of aftg is Eight by sleeping at last (loved your rec of Mercury btw, it’s now added to my playlist)

nooo so true the brainrot is indeed reactiving djdjjdjd so much everlark coded to me atm

i am very glad you like jensen mcrea; thought you might 😌🤭 the album makes me insane. not one bad song on it. adam’s ribs is a masterpiece. what a concept to ground your exploration of unrequited love in the creation myth. i want to eat this song. machines and make me proud eating holes in my brain too. with the lights on such a liddle bop. dead girl walking and my ego dies at the end feeling like attacks against me personally. like i said. i feel insane about this album.

OH no you are so right about eight!! good pick!! love! it! so! much! ((yeah mercury gets me veryyy emotional, happy you agree with the pick <3))

#you’re one of the first victims of my jensen mcrae agenda #i need to tell everyone about her #cannot believe she isn’t more popular tbh #anon #answer #have a great day! <3

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just-walk-around · 1 year

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I wonder if some trans people have gaslight their way out of transfobia, like:

Jonh: what the hell are you wearing?

Eva: clothes?

Jonh: you look like a woman!

Eva: umm yeah? I'm a woman Thank you

John: no you aren't! What the fuck Adam!?

Eva: oh boy, are you okay? Did you are drunk buddy?

Jonh: I'm okay! What the fuck is wrong with you!

Eva: well first I need to lost some weight I think I should stop eating pork like...

John: you're wearing makeup!

Eva: oh yes this color really makes wonder for my skin tone don't you think?

John: you are a man! *Shows a picture*

Eva: buddy really the technology is amazing! What program did you used?

John: is a normal picture!

Eva: uhu, pretty sus. Buddy if you have a crush on me just tell me don't go doing creepy shit like this, like we are in 2023 gay rights all the way up. I don't judge you, Jesus say love your fellows.

John: I don't gay!

Eva: buddy is okay I support you, but please stop editing my photos to look like the man of your dreams, is weird.

John: YOU'RE A MAN ADAM!

Eva: oh dear, you are deep in this hole, I'm really flattered but really you should stop your denial and search for the man you deserve. And my name is Eva, E-V-A, I understand Adam is such a daddy though.

John: Fuck this shit

Or like

Karen: dear you should take your son to see the psychiatrist

Mary: oh Richard is fine we talked about it and we make a better system to help him to organize his schedule and don't overwork.He is doing great!

Karen: no Richard! Edward!

Mary: who?

Karen: Edward your youngest son!

Mary: Karen I really think you should stop drinking wine so much is affecting your brain. I only have one son, Richard.

Karen: and what about him!

Mary: Isabela? *talking slowly* Yes I have a daughter too.i going to make you some coffee you really are out of your mind if you don't recognize your own niece.

Karen: I don't have a niece! I have two nephews! I just worried about Edward he must be sick to pretend to be a girl.

Mary: here take the coffee, dear the only one for I worried is you, I dont have a son called Edward, his name is Richard and he loves his little sister so much, he worked hard to buy her that game console for her sweet sixteen. A truly wonderful day.

Karen: she don't have a sweet sixteen!

Mary: oh God, did you forget that too?

Karen: I don't forget! It doesn't happened!

Mary picking up a album: Karen seriously you should go to the doctor, It was a memorable day, look here I'm dancing with my baby girl oh how I cried, they grow so fast, don't you think?

Karen: what? *take the album and past the pages in a frenzy. * what? When this happened?, were I am?

Mary: that's what you don't remember you got so drunk that you blackout before the dance with you niece. Sweetheart you should take a look at yourself, this can't continue, you make Isabela feel bad when you confuse her with that boy Edward, who I think is someone you date and you can't let go of him, but you have to move on darling.

Karen: I.. I think I gonna take a nap, tomorrow... Tomorrow I will make an appointment.

Mary: this for the best, I will be with you, your nephew will be with you and your niece will be for you, we are a family.

Karen: thank you.

🤣

#Trans #trans woman #trans rights #transgender #you go queen #you gotta do what you gotta do

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