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absolutebl · 6 months

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This Week in BL - I Gave a 10/10 to a BL... me!

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Nov 2023 Wk 3

Ongoing Series - Thai

My Dear Gangster Oppa (Thurs iQIYI) ep 4 of 8 - I love this show. I adore Tew's the simple backstory. No frills. No fuss. He got dragged in the way many do and he can kill so they kept him. They aren’t trying to make it needlessly complicated (which is rare for Thailand). That said, the pacing is way tf off, the emotional arc is rushed and then sappy out of absolutely nowhere. Before you ask, the kiss is not at issue, we halfway through they should be kissing, but the romantic life changes - too soon. But I don’t care. Finally, they left us this ep reminded of 2 v important things,

this pair kisses beautifully

in BL all mafia be gay

Fun fun!

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 2 of 12 - It's official, I love this. It’s a classic caregiver/bodyguard trope where one of them is opening the other one up to the world, but sweetly. I’m enjoying the softness of JimmySea's take and I hope GMM TV takes its cues from the success of My School President and doesn’t push this particular show into rough or edgy territory. Stay on target GMMTV. Don't mess with my bias again!

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 3 of 10 - Finally, our adorable side couple has emerged! This show remains engaging without losing pace (despite the main couple being slow burn), which is all I want from a Thai pulp, and more I could ask for currently from a sports BL.

(Note: when I dictate the computer always puts "Thai pope" instead of Thai pulp - this is hilarious to me.)

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 1 of 14 - I guess they didn’t strip the omegaverse out of this. Unfortunately, I’m not an omegaverse fan, so I find its presence extremely off putting. (But it’s kind of amazing that somebody finally put one on our screen.) Unsurprisingly, it’s a lot of alpha posturing and hyper masculinity, because that’s what this kind of worldbuilding is an excuse for (lazy writing and lazier characterization). This means I don’t like Babe AT ALL except that he’s smell orientated and a bit verse. Way is lovely tho, because Nut is a great soft screen presence amongst the testosterone haze.

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 2 of 8 - I’m not gonna lie (when have I ever bothered to lie to you all?) I’m struggling with this show. The sound effects are getting worse. That is not allowed. Still I found this installment slightly more bearable than the last last, probably because there was more of the cast in play and less of Jade being too cringe to live.

Absolute Zero (Weds iQIYI) ep 8 of 12 - AKA temporal paradox of pain.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) Friends Forever ep 13 of 24 - Ooo it’s a bit of a teacher/student (coach/player) thing. Linguistic negotiation and kinkification of phi. Also actually kinky. But not consensually. Gonna get dark. Bummer.

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 1 of 14(!) eps - Whines. Must I? Gaga doesn’t have a skip ahead button. Sad sack main characters really do not work for me. But this was better than I expected. I wasn’t expecting much.

Look: This is helmed by Cheewin (shudder) with screenplay by Den (Only Friends - shudder the second) under Copy A Bangkok (they deserve not my shuddders). It's gonna be a shizz show people. It's Thai dark War of Y style - my least favorites. Apparently, there is meant to be a "plot" but when has Cheewin ever bothered with plot?

On a completely different note does the blond look like that Korean actor/idol from At a Distance Spring is Green & Wanna One to anyone else? Or is it just me? (Park Ji Hoon)

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

A Breeze of Love (Korea iQIYI) eps 3-4 of 8 - I like it a lot. Dongwook is so obtuse and socially awkward and reserved and needy and Dohyun is so gay over and simultaneously wildly confused by this behavior. Fantastic. A bit stiff, even for Korea, btu I'm okay with it since everything else I'm watching right now is decidedly NOT stiff.

I finished it!

Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru AKA Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo - Japan BL movie 1.5 hr

Best friends life together during university - cheerful sunshine loves to cook, grumpy tsundere loves to eat. Aki is a bit manic pixie dream boy for me (not my favorite archetype) but they’re cute and it’s one of those Japanese slice of life pieces like Our Dining Table that isn’t really a romance in fact it’s barely a drama. This isn’t friends to lovers because they’re basically already in a relationship (which everyone around them knows) they just aren’t fucking. I did spend a lot of time worrying that they weren’t eating any green things whatsoever. In the end this isn’t my thing when there’s no kissing at all, and this was a bit too dull even for JBL. Sorry Japan, one cannot trade on cute and cheese alone. I know, you want to. But that's not a BL or a personality. 6/10

I Cannot Reach You AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai (Japan, maybe coming to Netflix) 8 eps - This classic friends-to-lovers BL is everything Japan does best. Angsty. Emo. Aching. Driven by real thirst. Yamato is deeply in love with his childhood bestie, Kakeru, and has been for ages, unable to hide his ungainly damaging high school need. He wants Kakeru in every way possible and it oozes off of the screen. Kakeru is silly and a little simple, but not frenetic or overly camp about it. He is earnest, and genuinely wants to keep Yamato in his life which means giving a romance (and gayness) a fair chance. We watch him realize his affection and what form it can take in a truly authentic way. This show was impossibly kind to both of its lead characters and I felt honored that I got to watch something so lovely and rare play out on my screen.

I LOVE LOVE LOVED THIS. IT'S SO GOOD.

10/10

Let me be perfectly clear: I have watched 646 BLs and only handed out nine 10/10s.

I talk more about why this one made the cut, here.

It's Airing But...

One Room Angel (Japan Gaga) 6 eps - adaptation of Harada’s manga (which I did not like) about a clerk who's stabbed, nearly dies, and returns home to find an angel waiting for him. With only 5 eps and a good chance this won’t end happy, I'm gonna wait and let you tell me how it goes.

SHADOW (Thai Gaga) 14 eps - I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all) even one featuring Singto and Fluke. I'm holding off on this one and if told it's good I'll binge later.

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed. Waiting to be told if I should bother.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'm waiting until it completes its run.

Next Week Looks Like This

STARTING

11/20 Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - trailer here, stars Ohm (of OhmFluke) opposite Guide (bestie from IFYLITA). This looks like an actually gay version of Antique Bakery (play it again, BL). I'm intrigued, it looks HELLA pretty.

11/22 7 Days Before Valentine (Weds ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk. Adapted from y-novel of the same name, directed by Tu (180 Degree) stars Jet (Why You… Y Me?). When you want your old love again, but fate sends you a reaper instead. All he can do for you is kill people. I'll likely give this a pass and wait to binge if safe.

11/24 VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 1 of 10 - Screenplay by Lin Pei Yu (WBL) about a chef who courts a shy writer with spicy beef noodles.

11/25 The Sign (Sat ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk, but with a suspense and adult characters. Special investigators who loved each other in previous lives reunite in new bodies. Stars Billy Patchanon (BillySeng) & Babe Tanatat (new). Includes other SCOY favorites as a special investigation team. I may give this a try (depending on distribution) because I'm into the non-horror bits.

11/26 The Whisperer (Sun ????) 1 of 10 - trailer here. Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). He has dimples (My Ride) but I don't think even that gives me the will. You can tell me how this goes.

11/26 Cooking Crush (Sun YT) 1 of 12 - OffGun are back, trailer here. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S this is about Prem who runs a not-so-popular restaurant with 2 friends. About to go on a cooking competition with a huge reward, Prem gets involved with Ten, a stressed-out med student who wants Prem to teach him to cook.

Still Coming November BL

11/30 For Him (Thurs ????) ep 1 of 10 - high heat trailer, I suspect iQIYI will scoop this one up. From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night (please no) based on a y-novel, man nursing a heartbreak has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. It looks terribly trashy so I'm in! Maybe I'll do a trash watch?

Nov 2023 line up with screen caps here. Not kept updated.

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

To be fair this was last week but I did get the screen shot until now. (You are Mine)

I Cannot Reach You serving all Japan's favorite tropes plus some very un-Japan decent kisses.

(Last week)

#this week in bl #bl updates #bl review #I Cannot Reach You #Japanese BL #You Are Mine #Taiwanese BL #Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru #Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru review #2023 bl #upcoming bl #My Dear Gangster Oppa #Thai Bl #Last Twilight #GMMTV #Twins the series #Pit Babe #Playboyy #A Breeze of Love

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kindofsortofmaybe · 1 year

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New Hair

gustholomule ficlet based off of @secretly-of-course’s adorable comic here!

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Matt plodded along the path he knew well, strolling to Augustus’s house under the red summer sky. It was hot, some time past the afternoon but not yet at the cool relief of twilight, and the stifling heat and humidity added to Matt’s sour mood.

There wasn’t any reason for it, really. Not just one, at least. It was just one of those days, the kind where everything goes just a little bit wrong. He had forgotten his lunch, for starters, and had spent all day working in the heat on a near empty stomach. And something about the guys at the construction site had just irritated him that day, and he was tired, and… well. It was just one of those days.

Matt wiped a bead of sweat off his brow and cringed. Hopefully I don’t stink too much, he thought, though he knew he probably smelled less-than-pleasant. He hadn’t bothered to shower or clean up after work, instead heading straight to Augustus’s house. After a long day, he just wanted to see his best friend and wallow in his grouchiness—and besides, it would be funny to see the look on Augustus’s face when he realized that Matt still had the grime of the work day all over him. He snickered at the thought.

The steps of the Porter’s porch creaked just a little as Matt climbed toward the door. Tha-thunk: two knocks, clipped and crisp. His eyes wandered around the porch as he waited, snapping back in front of him when the door opened to reveal his best friend.

Matt took in a sharp breath and his sour mood suddenly dissipated. Gus’s hair was—he had changed it. His usual style was traded in for thick locs, and small gold rings were scattered throughout. He looked… Titan, he looked amazing, and Matt knew he was staring and was certain he was blushing, but he couldn’t process what he was seeing fast enough to cover it up. Where a coherent train of thought should have been was just the word pretty.

Gus didn’t seem to notice him staring. Almost as soon as he had opened the door, he wrinkled his nose in disgust.

“Dude,” he said, “you are so nasty right now. You really think I’m gonna let you into my house like that?”

Matt paid him no mind. “It’s different,” he finally managed, cringing internally at his strangled voice.

“What?” Augustus furrowed his brow. Matt swallowed thickly.

“Your hair. It’s different.”

“Oh,” Gus laughed, reaching toward his hair. “Look, I know you found the perfect haircut when you were eight years old and never looked back, but some of us like to mix it up once in a while. What do you think?”

Matt grinned. He should have shot back with some quip or insult, but he was still in a bit of a stupor. “Pretty,” he said, and hearing his own smitten voice snapped him back to himself. His face burned brighter than ever.

“Looks pretty— I mean, you don’t, your hair is, uh, pretty nice, it looks… nice… and… yeah,” he finished lamely; he had realized about halfway through that there was no salvaging the compliment and gave up trying.

Gus looked confused for a moment, and then started laughing.

“Thanks, I think.” He smiled at Matt, his cheeks now a bit red as well. “Are you gonna come in, or are you gonna keep staring at me?”

“Shut up, Porter,” Matt grumbled as he shoved past Augustus into the house, but there was no bite to it. His irritation from the day was all but forgotten, replaced by a fluttering in his chest that grew stronger every time he glanced at Gus and his new hair.

#hehehe they’re so silly #thank u for the idea/brainworms amanda #i hate u 🫶🏻 /j #maybe writes #toh fanfic #gustholomule #gustholomule fanfic

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thelreads · 1 year

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And we come to an end- and my god, I`m still feeling my chest hurting from laughing.

Oh my god, what a chapter.

This was so absurdly funny, I can`t even say much about it. It was just an onslaught of jokes, one after another. Poor becky, she became the butt of the jokes, but it was inevitable, she really was being too forward on things that aren`t for her age.

One thing that I`m not surprised since the series has a pretty good track record, but still am glad for, is that there weren`t cringe misunderstandings. Sure, Twilight got worried that his wife would think he was hitting on a kid, but Yor would never think that about him. She understood that Becky has a crush and all that, but she never, for a single moment, thought that Twilight was doing something wrong. that`s how much she trusts him.

Loved that. And it was a bit adorable seeing Becky going that far her crush. Truly precocious. She and Damian have a lot in common, don`t they?

#TheLreads #liveblog #reading #manga #Spy x Family #Spy x Family liveblog #SxF #SXFC59

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sakannaz · 2 years

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𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑

— ✰ 𓊆 𖨆 ♥︎ 𖨆 𓊇 (Angel torres x gn!reader)

➪ Summary: you were a dork but that’s why angel adored you, but he doesn’t admit it until the weird stuff starts happening at the Haywood’s.

⚠︎︎ Warning(s): cussing, blood, that scene where Jean jacket literally dumped blood on the Haywood’s house.

ㅤ─┈‌┈ִ┈─┈︪︩┈ׂ┈─┈‌┈┈ִ┈─

You were going to visit the Haywood's today, they kept telling you about this weird alien or something but you didn't care.

You knocked on their door a bit loudly, you heard a sigh on the other side and saw oj open the door.

"Why you here (Y/n)?"

He asked, you only hopped up in down in joy, that's when he realized why you where here, you were here to help fix the cameras since angel somehow couldn't find a way to fix it.

"Can I come in, please?"

You asked, he moved to the side so you could come in, he went to go talk to em, you brought out your non-electrical camera and walked upstairs.

You looked at the security camera footage and all you saw was just..static or whatever it was called.

That was odd, and it was odd the electricity kept going out every single day and night. What exactly was happening here?

You had your suspicions but decided to ignore them, as you were fixing the security camera you looked at one pirticular cloud that never seemed to move.

"HEY, EM-"

You yelled, she turned to you and waved, you waved back.

"WHATCHU WANT?"

She yelled back, you placed a finger on your lips before giving her a mischievous smile.

"can I stay the night?"

You yelled back, she huffed before nodding and you saw oj walking away, she was calling after him but you didn't hear much of what they were saying.

Then you saw a black van pull up, oh, that must've been Angel. What was he doing here though?

You ran back downstairs and walked towards em, angel appeared beside her and began to explain something to her.

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃

Okay, now there was some really odd shit going on cause the lights had turned out, what the hell just happened?

You tried turning the tv back on but you were out of luck, you pressed the remote but still, it didn't turn on.

"Okay, weridly enough I can't turn on the tv and that's a big issue for me cause I'd like to watch another one of my soap opera's."

You complained, angel chuckled at your comment, em looked out the window and suddenly the lights turned out.

Wait- what?

They were just fine a second ago, you made sure to fix the electricity even though you brought a non-electrical camera.

Nah, this was so werid and this wasn't even the twilight zone, what in the hell was happening?

When you looked out the window something was hovering over the house, it looked like an alien ship- this really did look like something that came out of the twilight zone.

"what in the fuck is that?"

You whispered to yourself, you shrugged it off and ran inside the kitchen, you accidentally bumped into someone and it was angel.

"I WAS GOING TO SWIPE YOU ACROSS THE FACE WITH THIS BROOM, DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN."

You yelled, Angel stood there confused until he shook his head.

"listen, listen to me, stay in the house, do not fucking go out there cause whatever that thing is- it could probably gobble you up for godsake while it's spilling out blood."

He said, you looked at him with confusion, so he saw this thing before?

"and please don't swipe me across the face, I'd rather keep my face the way it is. And if we do die there's something I want to tell you-"

He continued to ramble while shaking you by the shoulders, you stood there awkwardly and tried to process his fast words.

"okay then-"

"ilikeyoualotandifwedoendupdyingijusthavetotellyouthisbeforewedieandimsorryididnttellyousooner." (I like you a lot and if we do end up dying I just have to tell you this before we die and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.)

Okay, now what in the hell did he just say? You tried to slow his voice down in your mind so you could really understand.

"angel- chill dude, I like you too. And that was cringe. It was like an anime confession, don't do that again."

You said, giving his shoulder a reassuring pat, he sighed in relief.

You grabbed a knife and crawled under a table, angel following suit and holding a knife in his hand.

"Now what the fuck is y'all doing?"

Em asked.

"SURVIVING!"

You whisper yelled, she sighed loudly before hiding behind a couch, hoping whatever was there didn't see her.

You feel Angel take your hand in his and squeeze it tightly, you wished upon a star that this fucking thing would go away.

And weridly enough...you got your wish.

#angel torres x reader #nope x reader #nope 2022 x reader #Angel torres x gn!reader #xreader #reader insert

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polarisbibliotheque · 10 months

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Writing Advice - Answering an Ask part 1

Hey everyone!! I recently got a super cute, beautiful and heartwarming ask requesting writing advices/how to beat writers block.

I wrote the answer on a doc and it has 3 pages, so I'm gonna be posting it in different parts - do forgive and AMAZING ANON WHO ASKED ME I HOPE YOU SEE THIS, IT'S PART OF YOUR ANSWER xD

Seriously, I've been sitting on this answer for a week now thinking how I'm gonna make it shorter >.<

So, without further ado, for the first part of the answer, I wanna tell a little bit about my writing journey - how I got from "not writing at all" to where I am now.

Because people think that you have a gift and words just flow like ambrosia in the cups of the gods - but I've actually started writing some pretty cringe stuff when I was 10 years old to get to a more poetic sort-of writing during my 29s currently.

THEREFORE, a little bit on how I got from cringy to still cringy but sometimes good writing ;)

I started by telling made-up stories to my sister when she couldn’t sleep and to my cousins during sleepovers because, I don’t know, they seemed to like my stupid little stories when I was 7 years old – or even younger. Sometimes I wrote some things, sometimes I didn't. But I was telling stories!

When I was 13, I discovered the magic world of fanfiction, and I wrote and published a HORRID thing on a fanfic website in my country, based on the band McFly that me and my sister adored back then (the gods have graced me with the power of deleting it and I thank immensely to that).

It was the first time I wrote AND published something to an audience outside of my friends/family.

After that, I kept on writing, and I moved to creating my own stories. When I was 14, I wrote a fanfic with the same band, but really the main theme was that I was an archeologist living in Egypt who researched on Atlantis and ended up finding the lost city. Somehow, I was allowed to climb the pyramids as well - because, you know, I ADORE Tomb Raider, and if Lara Croft could do it, so could I.

Told ya there would be some pretty cringy stuff in here, huh? xD

When I turned 15, I was bullied non-stop at school and so creating stories became my way to escape reality and have some fun with the people I wanted to meet in my life. I started carrying a notebook everywhere with me – it was my writing notebook. I had so many stories, and I never finished any of them (and good heavens, they are THE MOST cringy stuff, I’m glad they will NEVER see the light of day).

But I use the writing notebook thing to this day - whenever I'm travelling and internet isn't granted, I have somewhere to write.

I finished my FIRST novel when I was 16!! I was SO HAPPY about it!! It took me a year and a half writing it: a young adult book, kinda like Twilight (it was THE thing back then), with a secret society based on Arthurian Legend because I was a sucker for everything King Arthur (still am).

I can’t BEAR to read the first page of it nowadays, because c’mon. It was 15-year-old depressive me being bitter about everything and post-Twilight frenzy. The universe and worldbuilding has one HELL of a potential, but oh LORDS, it IS painful to read. I was a teen after all… But I finished a novel! If I haven’t done it, I wouldn’t be writing the way I’m writing today!

When I got into Law School, things got a little slow. I couldn't focus too much on writing and my social life improved a lot. I started tweaking my Arthurian story, but nothing too defined - I kept on writing lots of WIPs, though.

Around my 20’s, while I was close to graduating Law School, I started writing again… Supernatural fanfiction. With the SOLE PURPOSE of self-indulging, because I couldn’t find A SINGLE fanfiction that I could self-insert and love Dean Winchester while kicking some demon ass (sorry, I couldn’t resist the Nico inside me).

That led me to writing a 4-part Supernatural fanfiction that, honestly, for the next 6 years, it was the thing that made my heart soar while I was slaving away at a job I hated.

While I was overworking my ass off, I started writing (brace yourselves...) BTS fanfiction. I got into the band and some people from the website I wrote my Supernatural fanfic embraced me and kinda put me in the group and into the BTS world.

I was on the path of a burnout, so that became my escape - the girls from the website were so nice and we had many MANY writing projects of short stories. Throughout the years, I think I wrote around 25 or 30 stories, 40 pages max, to publish on this website and just have fun.

It started nice, but as time went by and I started moving out of the rom-com clichés (which are nice, don't get me wrong, we all love 'em) and became more existential and philosophic with a lot of metaphorical things while writing - and people stopped reading my work. I started to think I was bad, no one wanted to read because I lacked quality in my writing, or just my stories weren't so appealing as I thought. So I lost my will to write and slowly went back to my personal original stories.

When I hit 25 years old, I got fired and had a full burnout. I got really sick and my life literally stopped for the last 5 years - it has been hard, but that gave me time to sit back on my computer and recover ALL the books and stories I never finished writing.

I am NOT joking, I just counted all of them, and I have 65 DIFFERENT unfinished stories sitting on my Word folder right now on my computer. I also have a txt file I keep some “ideas that might be interesting to work on” and those have around 12 different full ideas of stories I might never write as well.

Upon hitting 27, I went back to writing niche fanfiction I didn't think anyone would want to read, so I published it here. I thought no one would want to read Devil May Cry fanfiction written by a woman who clearly worries more about the internal turmoil of characters rather than if what I'm writing is cute/rom-com like.

I opted for a more adult approach - given Dante and Vergil are adult men with lots of traumas, and I thought "hey, I don't have to write teenage things anymore, I can actually write how two adults would have difficult conversations and relationships in this fucked up world of ours" and that made a HUGE difference to my writing.

and once again thank the gods I found my people who like to read this sort of stuff :)

For quite a while, I was worried if what I was writing was consumable - you know, if the romance was that kind of tacky romantic thing to sweep you of your feet with perfect characters who don't exist, if people only have good times and are always laughing and having fun, if people enjoy touching each other 24/7 and being romantic and all that sugar coated stuff, if what I'm writing is politically correct, if it hasn't any subjects that are triggering or "wrong" in any sort of capacity... And that stiffed me. I lost my will to write and I stopped enjoying it, because I couldn't get my ideas out anymore.

Being quite honest, I'm not a person who had an easy, beautiful life. I had many things happen to me that made me understand Vergil on a soul level (and I think that's why I'm so comfortable writing him, as much as I hate that man), because I'm wary of people and my trust issues make me keep everyone at bay. I can only put my feelings safely out on my writing and my music, and I wasn't being able to.

So I tossed everything out of the window and started writing unhinged stuff. And oh, that made me feel SO good! I always smile a lot when re-reading my Cyberpunk-style story and a character called Abby tattoos on the ass of a corporate man that he is hers bitch, and when a "fallen angel" from my vampiric story smiles creepily and tells everyone she's got the most unhinged vampire on a leash and tells him to just kill everyone in the room for sheer revenge.

Not the best, politically correct stuff. Very wrong, by the way. But I had so much fun writing them, and it has so much character building behind these actions, it makes me feel nice :)

Out of all the 65 WIPs on my computer, I have around 5 that I think are really worth it for a full novel and so. They are:

My Arthurian Legend based novels. I outlined a series, I made character sheets, I planned and planned and planned... Since I'm 15, I've been thinking about it. Someday, who knows, this story will see the light of day.

My Cyberpunk-style novel. Halfway through it and every time I go "oh this is too heavy, I can't write this" I just toss the thought out of the window and go for it. Quite unhinged, very existential and grim, everyone is depressed and traumatized, but I love it :)

The Angel-Vampire stuff. Or, as I call it sometimes, the trip of an angel-like being going through the 7 deadly sins until finally falling for good, all aided by the most unhinged vampire in town. It's more like a villain origin story than anything else.

The Tea Shop thing. Oh, this one has been on my mind since 2018 and only now I've found some plot I like for it. Creation (yes, humanized form of creation) runs a tea shop and everything is fine until a woman enters and she has no Universe inside her eyes - and that is something to be afraid of. Doesn't make sense? Oh, yes, indeed. I'm going crazy with the concepts on this one, thanks to Neil Gaiman and The Sandman.

The rockstar guardian angel one. That's it. It's literally what the premise says: a woman has a dead rockstar as a guardian angel - and they couldn't be more opposite of each other. It doesn't help she's investigating his death and can talk to ghosts.

And my original vampire story, which I just call Nathan and Kathleen. I started this one when I was 16 or 17, so the writing is VERY cringy. I had just seen The Witcher 2 gameplay and, by then, I had never seen anything like it. As it's expected, I'm re-writing the 150 pages of unfinished work I already have.

Will this stop me from writing the other WIPs whenever I want to? Nah. I’ll keep on writing. Even if they are bad or horribly cringy.

Why am I blabbering about ALL this???

Because the most important stuff you can do is write.

You see, I didn't start out writing the way I do today - and I have so many stories, with so many pages, that I like so much, but I read it nowadays and I see I need to re-work them. And that's how you evolve! That's how you get better! By refining your abilities!

This is something I learned with the rockstars I love so much. None of them started out by playing perfectly - most of them had to sit down, listen and learn their instruments on their own. They got a LOT of things wrong to start getting something very simple right. And the more they play, the more they train, the more they refine, the better they become.

The same goes to writing - so, keep on writing! Everything you can, as much as you can, don’t feel bad about starting something new and never finishing another one, and don’t feel like you need to put out a masterpiece every time you sit to write.

Sometimes you just need to… Write.

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tame-a-messenger · 7 months

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In regards to if Damien has ever been sweet to anyone else, here’s a list in no particular order other than the first one.

- Shayne: He’s grateful to Shayne and adores him as a friend. There are countless examples of this from when he first started at Smosh in the Damien/Shayne shows, in Summer games, in Hacking Off, the Peamupbubber video, Shayne’s exes, and so much more. And, it makes sense obviously. It doesn’t take away from other dynamics but that will always be an OG for me.

- Courtney: They’ve actually hung out outside of work (which I haven’t seen too much with the other Smosh members) and they’re always joking when they’re in videos together. Recent example when she was making fun of him on TNTL. Awesome impression.

- Kimmy: We don’t see her much since she switched to an off-camera role but they had a couple videos just the two of them (Twilight, Last of Us) and they had good chemistry too.

- Jackie: They had a fun dynamic. I think she pushed the shipping angle a little (all for fun) and would make him playfully uncomfortable with things like her egg song on TNTL, “have you ever been with a black woman?” bit, and sitting on him while he did push ups at Under the Mistletoe. And then, the whole Idiots Present.

- Saige: Oof, well, obviously he was sweet to her. His blushing in the exes video is still so cringe funny. Now, I imagine if they see each other, they awkwardly avoid each other.

Please feel free to disagree! I do think he has a great dynamic with Angela. It’s definitely the sweetest in recent years (except for Shayne) and I just think overall, he has a lot of chemistry with everyone. I just….c’mon, I don’t think he’s farted in front of anyone as much as he has Shayne. I think the last Damien/Shayne show ended with Shayne saying he “felt” that one.

I agree with you! (and I see you with your Damien and Shayne agenda ;) ) He is just really sweet to everyone! Shayne always mentions how nice Damien is, and pretty much everyone else does aswell lol! I guess what I mean when I say he seems particularly sweet to her is more of "I'll make sure you don't get hurt" kind of way, while still fighting with her. where as with everybody else he's just a really nice person, and has their back. Atleast that's the vibe I get from them

Personally I think it speaks volumes about how much you care about someone by how much arguing you do with them, while still being genuinely nice to eachother after.

Him and Courtney have always been really good friends! I mean she calls him and Shayne "her boys"!

But I see what you're saying, he is just really nice to his castmates in general.

But I really don't think he's been as EASILY sweet as he is with Angela with anyone else, atleast not that I can think of. Like Jackie Kimmy and Courtney he's know for atleast 4+ yrs at this point? Angela's only been there a little over a year and is pretty close with him already

Regardless, I'm just a sucker for Angela and Damien arguing lol

#damangela #damien and angela #damien x angela #damgela #damngela #damien/angela #damngela dynamic enjoyer

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pencil-amateur · 9 months

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>.< and ;^) and :^* (is that it?? the my little pony one) + tracy for the cringe is dead ask game!!

>.< - Do you have any xenogender/microlabel headcanons for your f/o?

hmm! I feel like fairies might have different ways of identifying as lgbt but I'm going to have to think about how exactly that's expressed... since fairy women seem to tend towards hyperfeminine presentation and I feel like she doesn't change how she presents herself much after coming out (other than growing her hair out and occasionally wearing casual feminine stuff) I think she might call herself a femmasc bisexual trans woman :]

;^) - What does your f/o do that makes you melt? What about vice versa?

tracy is usually pretty composed around erin, but when she gets excited about something, hoooooly moly is she adorable!!! just seeing tracy get all smiley and energetic while she gushes about something gets erin all flustered and blushy. for tracy, erin tends to sing when they're happy or working on something to pass the time, and she thinks it's really sweet. she loves their voice, especially when they sing love songs!

:^* - Who would be your f/o’s favorite character from My Little Pony and why? What about yours?

tracy likes fluttershy the most! she also kins twilight sparkle but she got SO MAD when she got wings (no it's not personal what are you talking about). erin's favorite is pinkie pie

#tracy #erin #tracyrin #ty for the ask!!! :D

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Hello. May I request Kiyotaka x my OC Rose?

She is the Ultimate Matchmaker and despite being a softie for anything that has to do with romance, she gets flustered super easily when she has a crush on someone.

A/N - Thank you for the request!! Rose is such a goofy lil character that I think goes great with Taka. Hope you enjoy!!

Summary - Rose sometimes looks for excuses for the Ultimate Moral Compass to spend time with her. Who knew that the Ultimate Matchmaker could be so flustered about her own crush?

Rose was the Ultimate Matchmaker. And she loved her job. She didn’t even really consider it a job, she just enjoyed it. And Rose was good at it too. Her classmates and simply just other people alike would go to her for advice. But Rose herself was surprisingly easy to fluster when it came to her own romantic feelings towards people. She even had some trouble admitting to certain feelings sometimes. Which is why she was now standing before Kiyotaka Ishimaru, holding some textbooks in her hands. The two of them were standing in one of the hallways.

“Hey! No running in the halls!” Kiyotaka shouted at one of the various passing by individuals. They shouted some inaudible swears at Kiyotaka but he just brushed it up. “Heya Taka,” Rose said and approached Taka, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. Taka practically snapped in Rose’s direction. “Ah, Rose! Greetings! It’s lovely to see you!” Taka said with his usual determination before bowing before Rose. Rose couldn’t help but blush and giggle at that.

“Nice to see ya too.” She began, “So, Taka, I was thinking. You know that test that’s coming up next week, right? The one with forty questions?” She continued. “Of course I do! I also have the dates of every other upcoming test memorized, if you require, I may recite them to you.” He offered.

“No thanks, that’s alright. I was just hoping that you could…” Her voice trailed off a bit as a light pink blush tinted her cheeks, “Help me study. You’re really smart and are always so focused, so I figured I could ask you.” She explained. “Helping you study?” Taka repeated, “Of course! It would be an honor.” He responded.

“Great! So library, after class?” She asked. “Understood.” Taka said in response. “Good. Be there or be square,” Rose said offhandedly. Though the moment she realized what she said she cringed into her spine, and her face became, once again, red with blush. Taka looked like he was going to say something, so Rose just rushed ahead and said, “Okay I gotta go now I’ll see ya later Taka haha okay bye thanks!” She said before rushing off. Taka was left there, mildly confused. “Well that was most definitely a run-on sentence.” He murmured at what Rose had said before she left. But he found it… cute.

“Aweee~ does Kiyotaka got a crush? On the matchmaker of all people??” Some random student taunted, “Hey! Get to class!” Taka shouted at them, avoiding the question completely.

Sooner than later, afternoon arrived, and class ended. Taka was promptly at the library, waiting right at the doors for Rose. “Heya Taka.” Rose said and waved. “Greetings!” Taka replied, bowing yet again. Rose would never not find that adorable.

“Before we study, I got some books to return that I borrowed a bit ago.” She said and walked through the doors, Taka at her side.

“I see.” He replied. Rose took off her bag for a moment and began to take the books out of it. It was mostly just romance novels. “May I help you carry them?” Taka offered. “Sure. Thanks Taka.” Rose said before handing a few of the several books to Taka. It was then Taka got a good look at the books.

“Twilight… Isn’t this the novel about the… vampire?” Taka said unevenly, admittedly not knowing all that much about the book. It would probably be a little strange if Taka did know a whole lot about Twilight. “Yeah. Well, it’s a whole lot more than that. It’s also about romance! Admittedly not very well-written romance… but romance none the less.” She explained offhandedly. She and Taka continued walking towards the return center of the library. “You think so?” Taka replied, “Yeah, totally!” Rose said enthusiastically. “This book certainly is long.” Taka commented as he ran his hand along the many pages of the book. “Why would you dedicate so much metaphorical brain-space to this?” He asked, confusion portrayed in his voice. “Because! Relationships between people are just so… magical. When people care about each other, it’s just the sweetest thing. And I can be a bit of a softie for romance.” Rose explained. “You seem to be quite passionate about this.” Taka took note of Rose’s behavior. “If you enjoyed it so thoroughly, then perhaps I should read it–” “No!” Rose insisted. Rose was practically protecting Taka from a nuclear bomb by keeping him from reading that book. Rose quickly realized how loud she had said it, and blushed in embarrassment, “I mean… The books are overdue. We should probably just turn them in as soon as possible.” She explained. “These books are overdue?!” Taka called out, startled. “We need to bring them to the return center as soon as possible! This is library property! Oh my… Imagine how many poor souls have been deprived of these words… We need to hurry!” Taka urged, being about as dramatic as usual before he started speed-walking, though not quite running, towards the return desk. And Rose couldn’t help but let a small giggle escape her at Taka’s behavior. He took his job very very seriously.

The two of them got to the return desk, and they turned in the books one by one. Eventually, when they were finished, the two of them went to a table in the back of the library, by a window. Taka had brought a few textbooks to study from.

“You wanna know something I find kind of funny?” Rose began as she and Taka began to set up. “Sure! I thoroughly enjoy humor. I even studied the history of humor.” Taka stated and smiled with determination. Rose giggled at that. “You seem really passionate about your job as the Ultimate Moral Compass. The way I’m passionate about my job at the Ultimate Matchmaker.” Rose stated. “Passion is so beautiful to me. That’s why romance is so special.” She added. “Hm. Well I have never quite thought about it like that.” Taka commented. “Eh, it was just a thought I guess.” Rose said and shrugged.

“Ah! Well we should start studying. If we start now then we should be completed by the next hour.” Taka stated, slamming a set of books onto the table. Rose, upon seeing the complicated books, was starting to think that maybe she didn’t think this one through.

And so, Taka and Rose studied together for a little bit over an hour. Taka was taking it very seriously, but Rose would casually drop a bunch of jokes and Taka would lose focus and giggle at them. He and Rose got along really well. At one point they stopped studying and were just talking about whatever they wanted. Taka was usually so up-tight but Rose seemed to make him more comfortable, and just relax. While Rose, who tended to be a bit unfocused sometimes, was way more focused with Taka around. But eventually they got back on track and properly studied. And Taka was right. It only took a little over an hour to cover the material. “Wow Rose! I am quite impressed. You seem very well-versed in this subject.” Taka praised. “Y-Ya think so?” Rose blushed at the compliment. “It surprises me that you would request my help when you already were so well acquainted with the subject.” Taka added, giving Rose a metaphorical pat on the back. “W-Well… To be completely honest,” She paused and took a deep breath, “I know I’m pretty good at this. But I wanted to spend time with you.” Rose began, “H–Huh?” Was all Taka was able to say in response.

“I was a lil too nervous to actually ask you to just hang out, so I figured this was the next best option.” She explained, “I’m sorry… I should’ve been more honest with you.” She added, her expression and voice turning bittersweet, though she had a pitifully soft smile on her face. Her cheeks were also, once again, tinted with that adorable blush.

“It’s quite alright! I appreciate you being completely translucent with me now. And yet, even then, I’m just glad to have spent time with you. Studying or not, I would have said yes to you.” Taka explained. “You– Y-You… would’ve!?” Rose repeated, her blush deepening. She also seemed pretty startled by that answer. “Yes, I would have.” Taka said, getting the words out, despite how he himself was quite flustered. “Because I like you, quite a lot, Rose.” He said. Rose could only stare at Taka for a moment. “I like you too.” Rose answered. And after that, the two of them stayed together in the library. Not doing much of anything, except for enjoying each others company.

A/N - I love the library setting so much because Taka seems like the type to check out a bunch of super complicated textbooks from the library but then also a corny ‘How To Talk to Girls’ book sandwiched right in the middle.

#kiyotaka ishimaru #danganronpa #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #drthh #oc x canon

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eden-regained · 8 months

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The "Creepypasta Cinematic Universe" Characters if you will would work uncannily well in a Changeling: the Lost campaign in both themes and overall tone. Cringe, I know, but hear me out.

Slenderman is one of the True Fae. His domain resembles deep, dark woods with a great mansion (albeit a disheveled one, don't judge him) in a clearing basked in eternal twilight. He takes highly vulnerable children and teenagers through the hedge to make them his sons and daughters, hoping they'll stay with him. His hospitality and kindess would be so warm and pleasant weren't it for the fact that he warps all of his victims with his Arcadian might to the point they're near unrecognizable for selfish reasons.

The number of titles Slenderman holds can be identified by the amount of shadowy tentacles that always seem to slip through no matter the for he takes on (his preferred embodiments are Actor and Realm). They are many for he is ancient, wise and thus; powerful.

His "Proxies" are split into the "Frontline" and the "Guard", both meant to aid him in his quest for power over lesser faeries. The Frontline are the warriors made for direct offense, they raid other keepers and their unfortunate Changelings all while generally scouting out the depths of Arcadia. The Guard is the defense, they shield their keeper directly, going on a "cleansing spree" when someone uninvited treads on mansion grounds, on top of that they maintain a more ordinary lifestyle with their captor.

Members of the Frontline:

-BEN (Darkling Seeming, Gravewight/Water-Dweller dual-Kith) may not look like a proficient fighter, and to be honest he really isn't, but he doesn't have to be. BEN is a spy and he ambushes unsuspecting Changelings by either lunging at them from convenient watery depths or by seeping into their domains with his ghost-like forms as if he were no more than a light breeze. BEN has never had a fetch made to replace him and with Slenderman telling him that his family just presumes him dead, he's not developed the desire to escape in any way, though that may change soon.

-Clockwork (Wizened Seeming, Soldier/Chirurgeon dual-Kith) is a jack of all trades; both a quick-witted blade wielder and pinpoint-accurate healer. She's cold and has a crippling obsession with time and counting to the point she removed one of her own eyes to replace it with a clock-face so she can hear every second echoing by within her skull. Lucky for her this affinity for timetelling makes her remember the world outside the hedge in bits and pieces until this nagging feeling of so much wasted time compells her to claw her way back out through the hedge, although she understandibly has no desire to reclaim her family life.

-Ticcy-Toby (Ogre Seeming, Stonebones Kith); dang, that kid sure can grind a gristle and he's not even a Gristlegrinder!! Toby was born without the capability of experiencing physical pain, a trait that Slenderman cranks up to 11 by giving him the ability to actually turn his skin to stone. When all else fails, BEN and Clockwork will just yeet him at the problem. What can I say, it's usually a rock solid plan. He's the second one to abandon Arcadia as he misses Clockwork, wondering where she possibly could've ran off to.

Members of the Guard:

-Jeff (Fairest Seeming, Flowering/Mirrorskin dual-Kith) already had little of his own identity back in the mortal realm. His parents truly adored him in their own twisted, deluded way, they wanted the whole wide world to marvel at his beauty. And so, he became a pageant boy (yes, I'm including my own AU bc I can!) and he had this oh so radiant smile plastered on his face all day, every day. Once Slenderman "saved" the poor kid, Jeff was so burned out he genuinely could no longer smile and he had those tired bags under his eyes. His new "father" wanted him to look happy. Very, very happy and thus he carved him a permanent smile, bleached the blemishes out of his skin and burnt his eyelids off, and no, the permanent flower crowns on his head do not make his scars any less heartwrenching to behold. But there's hope for Jeff. Liu, his younger brother, once promised him he'd find him no matter how hard the search, and that he'd rescue Jeff from anyone and anything. As a fae-touched human, Liu can do what most mortals can't; rescue the loved one he's lost to the True Fae.

-Smile Dog (Beast Seeming, Hunterheart/Antiquarian dual-Kith) is, to put it bluntly, shit outta luck. While all the other Proxies still somewhat resemble the human form in both body and mind, Smile Dog appears completely animal like, save for their offputting human teeth and, atleast for a pet, above average cognitive functions. The other kids know next to nothing about them; no age, no gender, no time of durance, though it is somewhat known that they're one of the first abductee Slenderman has acquired. Smile Dog's job is simple but delicate: watch over the dungeon library of old lore collected by the Fae over millenia.

(Overall, Slenderman always gave me those fairfolk vibes and I simply couldn't let this figment of my sleep-deprived imagination rest)

#edenregained #puellamagiofeden

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lilithdanan · 1 year

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Discovery- Bella x Edward

1,380 words (I think, I did some editing and don't feel like figuring it out again)

This is a pregnant Bella fic, you have been warned

Hello! This is an offering I give unto you from my own Twilight headcanon-verse.

Let's start with some context: Bella and Edward find out she is pregnant on Isle Esme and choose to stay there and let the family come to them. They decide this is a better option because it keeps them far away from anyone who could possibly want to harm them, including the wolves and the Volturi. Just like in the book as soon as Rosalie arrives Bella runs straight to her indicating that she is definitely keeping the baby. In this version however, Bella is more in tune with her body and listens to her cravings. What will she do when she realizes what she's craving?

Mentions of blood but no violence or gore, this is just a fluffy, cute snippet of discovery (very adorable couple-y shit happens in this be prepared to gag)

A feeling of desperate longing interrupts my sleep. My eyes flutter open as I automatically search for Edward. Of course he's right beside me holding my hand. I smile at him and lift my hand weakly trying to touch his face.

"Good morning darling" he murmurs against my knuckles as he lifts my hand for me.

I am about to speak when a dream-like scene flashes before my eyes.

Red, warm, wet, metallic. Blood? My throat burns in an unfamiliar way as I blink the image away

Edward leans forward gently tracing my pained expression.

"What hurts my love?" his voice breaks and I just know he hates himself right now

"No no I'm not in pain," well no more than usual anyway, "I just had a weird dream I think"

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks

I shrug as much as my body will allow me and say "I don't really remember anything it's more just a strange feeling that's all"

He nods and kisses my hand.

The burn in my throat has decreased but it still feels scratchy, like I need water. I internally cringe at the thought of water and my stomach lurches like I might vomit.

Without meaning to I look at the bag of blood hanging next to me and my mouth fills with saliva. I want it. I swallow hard. I want to drink it.

Whoa, okay. Wow. Holy crow I totally just thought about drinking blood.

My eyes drift back to Edward as I process this and I find him looking at me expectantly. "Is there anything you want? Anything that you think you can keep down?" His face is very controlled as he asks this but I know he's desperate.

A wild thought enters my head and I don't want him freaking out while I do it so I try and think of something that will take some time to prepare. My eyes must light up when I strike upon an idea because Edward smiles back at me, a real smile, a hopeful smile.

"I actually think eggs sound really great" it takes a lot out of me to lie to him so enthusiastically and even more to force the word eggs out of my mouth without gagging. He nods his head and kisses my hand.

"I'll ask Carlisle to make-"

"No!" I say it too forcefully, if I had any excess blood left in my body I would blush like a tomato. I try to back track, "I, well, I uhm. I just need a human moment if that's okay?" Ha, there is nothing human about what I'm going to do.

His eyes soften. "Whatever you need my love" he leans down and gives me a feather light kiss before walking out of the room.

The second I can't see him anymore I turn to the blood bag. With strength I haven't had in weeks I lift the bag off the hook and rip it out of the connection to the line in my arm. I put the end of the tube to my lips and pause thinking about what I'm about to do but before I can think about it too hard I smell the blood and feel my entire being narrow in on it.

I drink the entire blood bag without breathing. When I'm done I gasp in relief. I feel some blood trickle down my chin and I'm about to wipe it away when one of the many things monitoring me starts beeping.

Edward and Carlisle are in the room in seconds. I look up at them slightly embarrassed. I know I'll be able to explain it but I also know I look like a psycho right now. I wipe my chin with my sleeve, mom would be horrified, silently wishing I hadn't wasted those prescious drops of blood.

Edwards expression is confused for a split second before he looks at his father so shocked that I could laugh. Carlisle, on the other hand, looks like he just found the missing piece to a puzzle that has eluded him for a hundred years.

Carlisle finds his voice first and with a small smile asks "Feeling better?"

I can't help the grin that slides it's way onto face in response "I feel," I try to come up with a way to describe the instant relief from pain and fatigue that drinking the blood provided but I can't so I settle with "amazing. I feel alive"

Carlisle nods thoughtfully before asking one more question "Would you like another one?"

I nod eagerly and, for the first time in a long time, use my own strength to push myself into a more comfortable sitting position. At my movement Edward snaps out of his daze and falls to his knees beside the bed. He grabs my hand, kisses it, and then presses his face into my palm. He takes a deep breath and we stay like that for a moment before he starts shaking. A small sob escapes him that makes tears spill from my eyes.

Edward looks up at me, eyes shining with a joy I hadn't seen since the first night of our honeymoon. If he could cry, I know he would be crying tears of happiness right now. Edward gets up and gently sits next to me as Carlisle, who must have left them room at some point, comes back in with a plastic cup. I grab the cup and start drinking it with a thirst I had not been capable of until today. Edward watches in awe as I drain the whole thing before licking my lips. I finally feel full.

"More?" Carlisle prompts as he takes the cup from me.

"I think I'm good for now"

Carlisle smiles nodding "Well I'll let you two be then" and with that he walks out of the room.

I look down at my stomach when I feel my little one start to move.

"Hi baby boy," I coo rubbing my stomach "I bet you feel a lot better too huh?" Edward moves closer putting one arm behind my shoulders. Hesitantly he places his hand on my stomach. We lace our fingers together and I snuggle into his chest feeling the pure joy of this perfect moment. Everything was peaceful and quiet. Or as close as it could get to quiet with the whirring of the machines constantly monitoring me.

"Hmm?" Edward hums in question.

"What?"

"I didn't hear you, what did you say?" I lean slightly away from him so I can look at his face to see if he's joking. He seems totally serious.

"I didn't say anything Edward"

His eyes, wide with surprise, dart to where the baby is shifting inside me.

"Say something else, please" he begs as he sits up and places both hands on my stomach.

"Uhm, what do you want me to say?"

His eyes flick to my face and back to my stomach as awe overtakes his features. He lets out a short triumphant sounding laugh "I can hear him Bella. He likes the sound of your voice," he pauses, smiling "and mine"

The hand I don't have on my stomach lifts and caresses Edwards face. I trace my fingers over his smiling lips before settling my hand on his cheek.

"So," I start conspiratorially "You think he's a boy too"

He rolls his eyes sarcastically and says "Well I can't bet against my wife now can I, Mrs. Cullen?"

I giggle like a silly little girl who wrote her crush's last name next to her first name, but it's real, I really am his wife.

"My husband is smart to trust a mother's intuition" I say winking at him.

A grin lights up his face. Oh how I've missed playful Edward.

"Now can this wife request a kiss from her husband?" I say taking my hand from his face and patting the spot he was sitting in earlier.

"Why of course my darling"

Edward moves back to my side, with one hand still on my stomach, and kisses me. I tangle my free hand in his hair as our lips move together. After a moment we part and go back to snuggling like we were before he heard our son. My heart stutters as I think it again, our son.

The end

Let me know what else you want to see from my headcanon-verse ❤️

#edward x bella #the twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #fanfic #edward #bella #pregnancy #i genuinely think this is so much better than the original version #why tf did they go back to forks #super rich vamps with a private island #and they go back to the place where they're already pissing off the werewolves?#i mean come on #anyway #hope you enjoyed this you little goobers

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lamonnaie · 7 months

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hiiii gmmtv anon again ✨

i’ve been wanting to message you way earlier bc it’s so much fun to talk to you but life has once again been busy af 😮‍💨

the idol thing is funny but also kind of annoying when you’re actually here to watch them act even tho some of the content we’re getting out of it is cute despite 98% being cringe. and yes, a lot of them are very mediocre singers - like first, my beloved, for example. i don’t want to hate on him bc i’ve seen people saying he’s self-conscious about his singing so frankly i don’t understand why gmmtv keep making him sing like pls let him be 😭. gmmtv jumping on any opportunity to make money isn’t surprising tho like there’s even a forcebook fanmeeting in europe which is insane, and firstkhao going to brazil is also 🤯🤯🤯.

oh there will 100% be at least one het show for one of them in part 2. and idk why but gemfourth strikes me as a branded pair that wants to branch out a lot more into het shows asap especially gem. oh and honestly, i hate when people are losing their shit when their faves are hanging out with girls 😭. tbh i hate that dating is so taboo for a lot of famous people bc delulus be losing their mind when their faves aren’t dating the person they’re shipping them with. like let celebrities live laugh love and fuck whoever they want 😭.

i do hope that winny and satang will get to lead a show one day bc they’re great and i’m sure they will cement their status as a branded pair after “we are” is out. however, satang called winny and him “an underground pair” at a fanmeeting the other week and then proceeded to cry :5. this made me so sad bc they’re amazing and gmmtv also seems to believe in them since they’ve given them a logo and such.

i’m gonna skip through ploy’s yearbook and keep you updated. deal hahaha?

joong is so annoying but i adore him. yeah, ppw weren’t subtle at all with their spoilers hahahah. maybe they’re really gonna skip next year and then come back twice as strong in 2025 even tho i would love to get a joongdunk show every year.

oh, and did you see that gmmtv finally gave them a variety show??? it’s not something i would watch if joongdunk weren’t hosting but i love to see them interact so imma be watching every episode.

(i’m with you when it comes to the jd fanservice like i’m a fan and i love to be serviced by them. tbh they are the only cp where i’m mostly fine with it like i do cringe so much when firstkhao try fanservice bc they’re just too bestie-coded™️. i guess it’s due to joong just being a smooth motherfucker and on top of that he just seems to be a person whose love language is physical touch so the whole thing doesn’t seem forced or awkward. tho them being so good at it also invites people to be very delulu about them like the amount of “they’re for sure dating” posts i’ve seen on twitter in the last couple of weeks is insane like pls 😭

mark deserves a lead role and i am actuallycrossing my fingers for 2024 or 2025 at the latest like cmon. him getting a show as lead with neo would be the cherry on top tho hahahahah.

i’m with you when it comes to part 2. i’m hyped and excited to see what else gmmtv has in store, and tbh i’m already lowkey losing my mind bc jojo said something about him having 2 shows(?) in part two and that the trailer has already been filmed - the first thought that popped into my head when i read that was the firstkhao arm tattoo story like firstkhao leads with jojo as the director??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP. and idk if i’m in the minority here but i would also love if they did our skyy 3 bc it’s so fun to get another glimpse into the world of your favorite characters 😭.

i was so sad when they postponed the last twilight trailer but oh my god it was worth the wait. i didn’t have a lot of expectations bc i couldn’t get into vice versa at all - maybe i was too biased towards jimmy bc i watched bad buddy before i started vice versa hahaha.

i’m so sorry for writing another essay 😭😭😭

hi anon!! :D gonna put this under the cut so i don't block up everyone's dash 😂

omg yeah it's actually super cool that they're having fms in so many places, like lbr if they came to my country i'd 100 percent go 😂 but ofc i wanna see the actors, y'know act. making first the singer character in only friends was definitely a Choice xD but honestly he's not too bad, like ohm's one of my favs but goddamn that man rlly cannot sing hajskdjhf 😭😭

msp was pretty much gem4th's debut so i get wanting to work in different things. given how tied together their branding is rn, it would suck if their only projects for the next however long were just with each other. but also at this rate, they have events/fms/lives practically every day, when are they gonna film my love mixup and then potentially other series 😭😭 after they pulled out of 23.5 i thought we'd get their next series very early 2024, but at this rate who knows (lbr gmmtv's just gonna keep milking them for cash with all the events first 😬)

"let celebrities live laugh love and fuck whoever they want" - words to live by, i tend to stay out of fandom spaces to do with the actual actors just coz it gets so toxic so quickly lmao, i'm here to watch my shows and fangirl in peace ✌️

naww i saw that clip of satang from the fm ahhh 🥺🥺 i have such a soft spot for wnst (especailly satang). gmm definitely seems to see their hype too and i'm so glad, honestly do think we're gonna get a main series with them soon enough (maybe they'll see how well We Are does first and go from there?)

on the topic of We Are, dangerous romance has turned me into a marcpawin stan, so i'm even more excited for it now

ahaha yes do keep me updated, i might skip through and watch specific scenes for the Plot (joong). just rewatched the trailer for the first time since the lineup and why did no one tell me joong's boxing in the show 😳😳

also apparently they've already started filming ploy's yearbook?? honestly so impressed with how quickly filming's going these days, apparently the trainee has already started filming and cooking crush isnt even out yet 😭😭

the jd show!! kinda wish gmm would branch out a bit with the variety show concepts, but yeah i'm absolutely tuning in for joongdunk xD (and the obnoxious sponsorships 😭 honestly kinda funny, and i'd definitely rather have the product placement in a variety show than in an actual series lol)

and yep the fanservice, honestly with jd they seem to be having fun with it too which works out for everyone. also joong's Insane (affectionate) i love jd but i kinda wanna see joong paired up with anyone and everyone atp. (do u know what lives rent free in my mind? that kiss or slap challenge joong pawin kiss) (also just joong in warp effect) the dating comments are honestly so 😭😭, the delulu shippers can never be stopped its very ajskdjfj

mark said recently in an interview that he has a main role planned for part 2!!! dont think it was confirmed or anything (he said he might have the role) but honestly that's enough for me rn

DAMN 2 shows?? jojo's always so busy hajskjd AND WAIT OH MY GOD IF WE ACTUALLY GET ANOTHER FK JOJO SHOW (!!!) completely forgot about that tattoo arm story but yeah that was hella sus, i'm gonna be keeping my eyes out 👀 although i was hoping for an fk romcom, that doesnt seem like it would be lmao

ngl wasn't a big fan of most of the our skyy 2 storylines, but the good thing about os and special eps is that i can choose to ignore them if i want 😂 so yeah, i'd be totally down for our skyy 3, although i dont think they'd do one so soon after the last? maybe for 2025 or 2026?

LMAOO bad buddy did jimmy dirty for so many people 😂 i wasn't planning on watching vice versa but then i saw sea in 55:15 (banger show if u haven't watched it, i'm forever on my spreading 55:15 agenda). apart from the product placement i thought it was a rlly solid show!! (but also the product placement is kinda hard to get past at times 😭)

friday nights have been my bl nights for almost a year now (i think i only skipped abaab in the middle) so i'd probably be continuing the tradition regardless of what aired lmao

ooh also anon do u have any show recs (gmmtv or not), i trust ur taste lmao and i need to fill up my to watch list 👀

#keep sending essays bestie xD #rambling about bls with another bl fan is truly my fav past time <3 #gmmtv anon #asks

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martyrette · 1 year

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🕷꒦꒷ Throwback Thursday ‌꒷꒦🕷

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Debating on redrawing these 15+ years later.

These are the oldest drawings of mine that are still in my possession! These are from when I was 5-6, before my parents split. As you can see, I’ve always adored fantasy! I guess I have my sperm donor to thank for that.

My Dad/Baba calls himself an “old dragon” because he was apart of the original D&D nerds from the 70s (very cringe, Dad). When I was little, he’d invite his highschool friend group (my “uncles”) over to play for D&D. I was always too short to see over the folding table, but he always let me play with the minis he wasn’t using: or as I called them “the dead guys”. My first memories of WoW are of a little me sitting in his lap, letting me control OUR Tauren Druid, BigBully for maximum dad pun. Admittedly, my old man is more of an Everquest Stan. Loser!

My Dad got my Mom into geeky stuff too, though. Mom was mostly a PS1-2 gamer. She quickly became a fan of the Final Fantasy series and I have watched my own Mother cry at the death of Aerith. I see where I get my sensitivity for fictional characters from.

Though Mama Martyrette also played Everquest and WoW with us. She was the person to always play a pretty elf chick, also given a goofy name; Tooshietouché. Though, she never really touched MMOs after my parents divorced - it reminded her too much of my Dad. She ended up evolving into a Chad Facebook Mom, playing Candy Crush, FarmVille, Cafeworld, etc.

Still, she excitedly viewed my art and listen to me explain lore to her all the same. She even helped a little 12-13 year old me hang up all of my drawings on our shitty apartment wall.

I miss her a lot and I wish I could show her my newest pieces. Tell her how shitty but helpful art school was. Sit and watch Twilight together for the twentieth time, just to both cheer when Jacob rips off his shirt.

Instead I’m left with Dad, asking for free art nearly every time we speak. No, I’m not drawing your D&D OC, Baba.

Anyways, that’s some uhhh Martyrette lore for you, I guess. I thought it would be fun to kind of reflect on how and why I got into art and gaming, because the both of them go hand-in-hand for me.

Queue is also stocked so we got a nice fluid line of content coming in.

#throwback #throwback thursday

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roshale · 1 year

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@ycllowhaired said : carly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love you with all my heart!!! you followed me throughout my entire rp journey and you even know my old url (cringe) which earns you a very special place in my heart. i absolutely adore your portrayals of both nessa and rosalie (haven’t read twilight in years but i take everything you say as gospel anyway so). one day i hope i can be as passionate as you are about your muses and your writing. your writing!! i have admired you since the beginning and you continue to amaze me because oh my gosh!!!!! i don’t know how to word, just ramble about your talent. you are so patient and kind and i am honored to be your mutual. next year better be nice to you or i’ll break its news <3

stop !!!! i let this sit in my inbox for like a week , but i was crying when i first got this bc u are so so nice <3 <3 and ilysm !! ( if it helps , i only vaguely remember your old url , so no worries there . ) but seriously i . . . appreciate this so much :) and i'm so glad that we're still mutuals on here and you've stuck by me for so long . i hope 2023 treats you well <3

#ycllowhaired #°̥࿐ → answered / ❛ would you like to hear my story? ❜

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itsoutrageouss · 2 years

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Elliot and reader playing truth or dare and it turns SMUTTYYYYY??Just getting high and nasty together <3

— truth or dare

pairing: elliot x reader

warnings: unprotected sex, weed, elli himself lol

words: 1,8k

a/n: gahh idk if this is worth looking at but I loved this request sm

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It was 4 o’clock on a thursday, and you were hanging out at Elliot’s. It was just the two of you.

The stereo was playing in the background, The kiss of Venus by Paul McCartney setting a groovy vibe, complimented with the dim yellow lights. You sucked the end of the joint, the air thick and cloudy with the sick-sweet scent of weed. Your legs were stretched out on the floor as you leaned against his bed, bopping your head to the rythm of the song. Cool air hit the back of your head as Elliot opened the window, inviting the crisp twilight night into the room. The bed dipped as he lay back down, his head right next to yours, so close you felt the tickle of his shaggy, bleached logs. You passed him the joint, closing your eyes for a brief moment. His voice broke your train of thought, making warmth sizzle in your chest.

“Truth or dare?” He asked softly, turning his head to you, puppy eyes looking up at you with a slurred curiosity. You furrowed your brows with a small smile.

“Truth,”you replied, lifting your eyebrows at him in anticipation. He scrunched his face in thought, pursing his lips. You couldn’t help the way your smile widened and your eyes studies his features closely, one of your hands coming up to card through his curls quickly.

“What’s your biggest insecurity?” He then asked, eyes glazing over your expression. Not the type of question you had expected, and you raked your brain for a place to begin. “Like the whole thing,” you snicker, gesturing to your spread out body. “-or how fucking much I talk” you chuckle bitterly “sometimes I feel like I just need to shut the fuck up,” he huffs while watching you cringe at how pathetic your own words sounded as they came out.

He flipped over to his stomach on the bed, leaning up on his elbows and tilting his head down to look at you in soft disbelief.

“You-“ he began, closing his eyes in confusion. You huffed in amusement at his dramatic reaction even though you don’t know what he’s thinking. “No.” He then said, eyes still closed and his head shaking in denial.

“No?” You asked confused, a smile still playing on your lips. How did he manage to look so adorable and dangerous at the same time?

“No you don’t need to shut the fuck up. Ever, please. And you’re fuckin’ pretty you know that. Like- like all of you,” he takes a long drag of the joint, holding it loosely between his thumb and index finger, having no idea the effect his words were having on you.

The warmth his voices caused you managed to spread to the top of your head, a rouge blush seeping into your skin. “Stop.” You hate how shaky and unsure your voice sounds. His compliments always sounds like it’s nothing but you store them away for later, always.

“Nah I’m fucking serious. You’re, you know… you.” He shrugs, a faint smile on his lips as if that explained it all. His eyes were glistening, big and soft sloped.

‘Truth or dare?’ You countered, not sure how to even respond to his words. You could smell him, and see every little detail of his face. It made something stir in you, wild and feverish and desperate.

“Dare.” he looked down at you from the bed, handing you the joint without breaking eye contact.

“I dare you to fuck me.”

The words were out your mouth before you got to properly think it through, and your entire body tensed in fear. Why the fuck in the hell did you have to say that. He’s gonna hate you, it’s gonna be so awkward. All the thoughts were running through your head at inferior speed, your heart thrumming so loudly you were sure he could hear it.

He took the joint from you again, twisting back to put it on the nightstand, before turning back to you torturously slow. His head tilted subtly to the right as his eyes scanned you to check if you were being serious. Your insides were twisting, your mind screaming to run but you managed not to waver on the outside, you think.

“That what you want?” He asked, voice low and smooth, looking at you from beneath his brows. You didn’t know if it was a trick question. If you were supposed to say ‘of course not, I was kidding’ or if he was being genuine.

You hummed in response, nodding maybe a tad to eagerly at him with big eyes. He snickered at your response, an unfamiliar excitement suddenly rushing through his body. He shrugged it off as nothing.

“Come up here” he patted the bed, and you almost gasped. You were doing this.

You sat up, suddenly noticing your shaky hands and weak knees. “Don’t be nervous. You dared me right? Dared me to fuck you.” His eyebrows raised as he stated the obvious, licking his plumb lips.

“Yeah. Yeah I dared you. It’s you who ‘shouldn’t be nervous.’” You say playfully, eyes flickering to his lips, the lines of his neck, his round nose and big eyes.

‘Oh I’m not’ he muttered all the while leaning forward. His lips pressed to yours, tasting of weed and that stupid mint gum. It was warm, and he inhaled in want, hand grasping at your waist.

You had kissed people before of course, but it had never felt like this. It had been your girlfriends for fun or boys at parties. It had never been someone who you -you just realised- actually, genuinely fucking liked. You never understood why people enjoyed it before now. Now you wanted it. You wanted his lips and his tongue and his taste all the same, all the time. It was such a new sensation that you froze for a moment. He pulled back to look at you but you felt withdrawals from his absence and quickly pulled him back, lifting your leg to straddle him, hands pulling him as close as possible. You whined into it, his tongue slipping in to your mouth. He invaded all your senses and you felt more high from him than the weed. His hands found your waist again, dragging you to him. He managed to also drag your clothed cunt over him, making a rush of adrenaline spike through your body.

You moved in tact with him, bodies grinding against each other in a feverish manner. His lips sucked the skin of your collarbone and jaw before pulling up your t shirt. Discarding it to the floor, he kissed down your cleavage, burying his face in your skin, licking every part he can. You tug on his short curls, pushing your chest into him and dragging yourself over his hard cock, confined in his cargo pants. Everything was so heated and desperate, and he smiled at the little whimpers the friction was emitting from you. His arms came around your middle and flipped you back on the mattress before enclosing your body in his completely. He leaned away unwillingly as you both discarded your clothes as fast as possible. You were left in your underwear though, too insecure to bare yourself completely for him.

He leaned down, kissing down to your navel, switching to licking down to your panties. Shivers erupted over your skin at the feeling of his hot tongue on your skin, and your thighs clenched around his figure as he moved to rest between them. He planted a soft kiss to your clit outside of your panties, making you gasp softly.

“So pretty,” he murmurs, thumbing over your pussy. You hum at his compliment, feeling warmth spread in your chest again. “Fuck me, please” you beg, eyes big and watery. He cursed at the way you look at him, a need surging through him. He hovers above you again, leaning in to kiss you slowly, sensually. He leans to the side, letting his soft and plush lips move against yours. “Off,” he mutters, and you strip yourself of the rest of your clothes without thought. Your blood was running hot, your legs hugging his trim waist to pull him in.

You feel the head of his cock run through your folds. He was so hard and so needy, breathing out heavily at the feeling of you welcoming him. He slowly slipped in, his mouth hovering over yours and those big brown eyes studying your reaction closely.

“Oh,” you moan out with a shaky voice, hands wrapping around his back, grasping at his muscles in pleasure. There was a slight sting, but his thumb found your clit, and Elliot let out a high pitched moan when you clenched around him. Quickly it was all pleasure, and the thought of it being Elliot that was inside you made your muscles tighten up, your head thrown back and back arched, pressing yourself into this toned chest. “F-fuuuuckk” he moaned lowly, his face in the crook of your neck, his body moving in tact with yours.

It was so wet and warm and tight. One of his hands came to grasp at your tits, his mouth sucking on one of your nipples harshly. The sharp sensation made you whine and push yourself into his mouth, hand raking through his hair to keep him there. He let out a satisfied hmmph at your action and continued to lathe his tongue over your sensitive peak. “You’re so fucking good Elli”

“Yeah?” He gasped out, hips smacking against yours, mouth open. “Yeah.” You kiss him eagerly, before putting your hands on his shoulders and pushing him to his back. He grunts out in surprise without removing his lips from yours.

“Wanna ride you,” you whisper, placing your hands on his toned chest to bounce on him. The feeling of him inside you sent electric shocks through your entire nerve system and a ragged sound tore from you.

“Jesus Christ you’re fucking perfect,” he stated, brows furrowed and a blissed out look on his face. His hands dragged from your waist to your thighs, mesmerised by watching you take control. “So good at that” he says with a tight voice, taught like a bowstring about to snap.

“I’m-“ you gasp out, looking him in the eye with a desperate look. One of his hands leave your thigh to rub your clit harshly. “Mmngh fuck” you moan, eyes rolling back in your head, mouth wide open in a silent scream as you cum, tightening repeatedly around him while rubbing yourself across his skin.

“shit” he grips your waist tightly, bucking up into you as you grow tighter and tighter. “Fuck m’gonna cum” his hips press deeply into yours, making you cramp around him again. “Cum on me” you whisper above his lips, and he flips you again, pulling out and finishing on your stomach with a moan, brows stitched together and eyes big with lust. One of his hands is pressing into your waist in pleasure.

He collapses next to you, a hand over his stomach before looking over you with a teasing smile.

“I think I really like this game.”

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hope ya enjoyed ;)

#euphoria #euphoria smut #Elliot #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria #Elliot smut #Elliot imagines #Elliot fan fiction #Dominic fike #Dominic fike smut #Elliot euphoria smut

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getouswh0re · 3 years

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pairing: gojo satoru x reader

genre: yandere, unhealthy relationships, mentions of violence, blood & gore, mass murdering, obsession, slight manga spoilers

synopsis: he would tear the entire world apart with his own hands, just to keep you by his side evermore.

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Love is a lethal bliss.

Bearing semblance to momentary sweetness, it warms the cockles of your heart; yet before one could even savour it for long, in its honey-like aftertaste is a deadly poison — seeping through the branching veins and killing every cell of the living host within its reach. Soundlessly, life is sucked out as one discovers themselves teetering on a tightrope of death.

i) The ambience of the atmosphere between you and Gojo is silent, deadly — akin to the calming weather before a raging storm. As the two of you stand at opposite ends of the living room, eyes refusing to meet with the sorcerer’s as an expanse of sky blue smoulders holes into your soul. Feeling your limbs trembling from the intensity of his stare, cat got your tongue. The words you’ve meant to say are stuck at the back of your throat as the taller male shifts a step forward, and you unconsciously leaning back against the wall.

“Do we have to do this love?” You cringe at the feigned pain interlaced in your ex’s tone. “You know you don’t have to do this. This is painful for both you and I, and knowing how much you love me, you certainly don’t want to put both of us through all of this. Don’t you?”

You bite your lip, eyes downcast.

You wish all of this isn’t necessary, that everything that has happened is nothing more than your imagination regarding the red flags displayed before your periphery. Still, you have to do it having mulled over it for a while. It is about time that all of this come to an end.

Ever since a certain man called Gojo Satoru meandered into your life, everything changed as your feelings for the male blossomed, like fresh buds on the bare branches with remnants of snow thawing into tinges of spring. It didn’t take long for the two of you to reciprocate one another’s feelings, yet cracks gradually surface on what seemed like an all-too-perfect fairy tale, breaking the crystal ball of illusion that you had been trapped in throughout all these months.

For as long as you could remember, Gojo has been acting out of character; sure enough he retains his childish personality and insufferable god complex, yet there are times when you could barely recognise him. On occasions he would whine for hours, desperate to gain your attention, and there were moments when he’d follow wherever you went. Initially dismissing his clinginess as his way of displaying affection, you didn’t think much about it. That was until his demeanour underwent a 180 degree shift; being overbearing was one thing, yet the sorcerer had the audacity to dictate your life and your social circle, stepping his foot way past the boundaries that even you thought was too much.

It wasn’t like you didn’t give Gojo an opportunity to change for the better. You did; it was him who failed to reflect on his own mistakes, to take things for granted without realising he had been in the wrong all along. With those alarming signs of the relationship spiralling into a toxic one, it occurred to you that you should end things fast before circumstances aggravated.

Love is a beautiful pain.

To relish its fleeting vestiges between their fingertips, one must endure the torment of its thorns. Not everyone has the courage to sacrifice their sanity for something so transient, but one — or maybe few, who are more than willing to pay for their price, would do anything to hold onto such evanescent reminisces close to their heart.

ii) “Come on y/n. You know you don’t want to break up with me, stop lying to your heart.”

As if his saccharine smile isn’t enough to make bile surge up your throat, the lovelorn white-haired man stares at you with such adoration, making you revolted than ever; before you could even blink, he is already inches away, bringing up his slender fingers and caressing your cheeks with utter delicacy.

“From the moment we met, it’s like the red strings of fate intertwining, akin to two worlds colliding.”

Feeling his breath tickling your frigid neck, goosebumps laminate your skin as you shudder underneath his lasting touches.

“Your heart belongs to me, and mine yours. It’s like the universe wants the two of us to be together — forever. Just stop denying your feelings, okay? I can hear your heartbeat ... it’s beating crazy, just for me.”

“Gojo, you need to stop all of this —“

“Oh honey, don’t say that ... I know the look in those eyes.” He presses on, his insufferable ego refusing to give in. “You might be pushing me away, but your body does the exact opposite. You’re still in love with me. You care for me, I know you do.”

Perhaps that is what makes terrifying about the sorcerer. Wearing his usual smile on a deceptively charming face, his true thoughts are inscrutable beneath the unfazed facade; worst of all, you never know what would drive him off the edge, not until you experience triggering a ticking time bomb by accident.

“Gojo, hear me out.” You push the towering male away, determined than ever to cut ties with him for the sake of your own safety. “What you do is not love anymore. It’s ... obsession! And it’s suffocating me! If you truly cared about me you would’ve respected my wishes and opinions — but you didn’t. No matter how much you love someone, this is far beyond acceptable. I ... we need to break up, for the sake of both of us.”

Stunned, the remnants of hope flicker in the sorcerer’s azure eyes before dissipating into darkness, along with his despondent heart that has plummeted into abysmal depths of a bottomless void. Hands retracting from your skin, you heave out a sigh of relief when spine-chilling chortles echo from Gojo’s throat.

“You think that’s it? That I’ll let you go?” The crazed glint in his burning stare convinces you even more that breaking up with this delusional man is the only option to save yourself. Slowly backing towards the door, you have prepared yourself for the worst, making a potential run with a bag filled with your valuables.

“You cannot run away from me y/n! You know you can never escape from me. I will flip the world upside down to find you — and hunt you down! Want me to prove that? I will tear the entire world apart by my hands, just so that you won’t run away from me anymore!”

You finally make your run, sprinting out of your shared apartment as fast as you could whilst ignoring his shrilling screams, deciding to leave everything behind for good.

Love is an unprecedented enigma.

Like a never-ending Möbius strip, the red strings of fate intertwines people's fates — yet at the same time, it looms over everyone's lives like a doom of death, mercilessly tearing loved ones or those held dear to their hearts apart within the blink of an eye. Callous as it seems, it reminds people how minuscule acts of gratitude allow them to appreciate the present before they lament or carry their regrets later on in life. Unfortunately, with the complexity of destiny, nobody could ever foresee when karma would dawn upon their heads. Not even you.

Little would you know that doomsday would be awaiting you so soon.

iii) For what feels like going through hell and back, you finally manage to rid yourself out of the psychotic sorcerer's hands and his devious manipulation. For what it’s worth, there is no guarantee about your life returning to normal. Knowing that it is nearly impossible to escape from Gojo (knowing that his sixth eyes can instantly locate where you are), you eventually make the decision of moving away with a heavy heart, considering that it would be what it’s best to solve your issues with your controlling ex.

Having settled the documents and errands, all that’s left is for you to leave the place filled with nothing other than sad memories. As if it seems like a fresh start is extending its outstretched hands towards you, freedom is just within hand’s reach.

Not until all hell breaks loose on October 31st — the day of your departure.

Copper tinges beckon indigo skies at twilight, remnants of the setting sun shining through the windows as you take a last, rueful look at the apartment you’ve resided most of your life before grabbing your belongings and heading towards the train station. With the day being Halloween, it isn’t surprising at all that the streets would be crowded, flooded with jovial citizens who want to enjoy themselves during the spooky season. All you have to do is make your way onto the designated train.

Yet that never happened, because havoc descends among the living like a catastrophic plague.

Just as you writhe your way through the streets and making your way towards the train station, screams erupt when a massive quake demolish the surrounding buildings into shambles, tearing the festive merriment in the atmosphere apart as people turn and run in all directions without warning — leaving you extremely perplexed about the current state of Shibuya. Horror is evident in every onlooker’s eyes whilst they dash for shelter; the city is in absolute chaos — danger looming, asphalt pavements ensanguined with blood, distressed cries resonating into the night.

“Hey!” You call out, grabbing onto a random passerby. “What the hell happened?”

“Danger ... curses ... sorcerer —“

Your blood run cold upon the mentioning, and it didn’t take long for you to figure out the entire situation and who has been responsible. In hindsight, you should’ve had followed the rest and ran away from the scene immediately, but you don’t — standing there amongst the quiet streets in utter terror. And before you could even lift your legs and sprint for your life, there he is, stained from head to toe in blood — an inebriated stare full of nothing but infatuation for you.

“Honey! There you are ...” Skipping over mountains of corpses humming a joyful tune, Gojo happily pulls you into his chest, nestling his face against your squirming shoulders, his grip a vice against your futile efforts of struggling to break free. “I was so worried about you ever since you left! I ... I feel like my world is falling apart, and I just cannot live without you you know!”

“Get. The. Hell. Off. Me!”

The sorcerer chortles at your demand, ignoring your protests as he hugs you closer to his throbbing heart.

“Darling ... we could’ve been so happy together. Yet you have to do all of this. For what? If you had given me your heart and soul, none of this would’ve happened —“

“Oh, so this is my fucking problem now?” You hiss, shoving the taller male off. “You really are crazy — Gojo Satoru. But I never regret the decision I’ve made, and I will do it again and again if I need to!”

That is when he activates his domain expansion.

All of your sudden, your mind is a blank — staring into the sorcerer’s cerulean eyes as it overwhelms you like a raging hurricane, sucking you deeper and deeper until your entirety sinks into his infinite void. For once you finally fear the strongest man on earth — of the dangers he possesses and what would’ve happened had he decided to break your mind the hard way.

“To be honest, I don’t care ~” Silent tears roll down your cheeks once you recognise the drop in the man’s usual carefree tone, feeling the remnants of sanity being ruthlessly stripped away from you as you fall limp in Gojo’s loving arms.

“The seas can rage, the heavens will rumble. But no matter what happens, I’m never going to let any of this take you away from me — for you and I are the honoured ones, destined to be together ...”

With his voice dwindling to a hushed whisper, the sorcerer slips a shimmering ring onto your finger, declaring in utmost adoration his vows of undying love.

“In time and evermore.”

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