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Fuzzy Guys
The original one was made as a contest entry for someone’s OC on Chickensmoothie (I wish I remembered their username D:) which is the green and yellow fellow with horns
i didn’t win but it was a lot of fun, and i ended up turningnthe lineart i created into my own adoptable template
didn’t end up going anywhere but it was fun to draw
and after what felt like a lifetime, when that person finally gained the courage to ask me about you, all she got was "sorry, who?"
Sowoozoo jungkook has altered my brain chemistry and I was never the same again...
(crtto)
I Hate Romantic Movies
I hate fairy tales. I hate Disney. I hate every misleading story which has everyone believing that things are supposed to end happily ever after. They're filled with ridiculously chauvinistic male protagonists who rush to their girl, fight for their girl and make her world this immaculate place of perfection. The guy does all these things like set up scavenger hunts, plan creatively romantic dinners and reads her beautifully written or sweetly corny poems that shows her how much he loves her.
When the girl is in her slightly uncomfortable movie seat and clutching onto her boyfriend's hand as a sweet moment passes by the screen she takes in a deep breath and let's out an exasperated "AWWW". What does the guy do? Does he cringe? He used to when he knew that it was now expected of him to be this cinematic model of perfection presented in front of him. But now he embraces it. He takes notes. And then he replicates it. To a tee. Everything is done by the Hollywood script. How is that bad? Because it's not spontaneous. Isn't the romance wrapped up in the idea that he thought about you to the point where he went into the very depth of his creativity with you as his muse? That he randomly decided to display his love for you to the best of his ability whether it be quirky, artistic, musical or corny. It's the thought that counts. But with guys nowadays the thought is provided to them by Hollywood. They're also badger by girls who say things like "why can't you do things like that? Why don't you do anything romantic?" So he goes out and duplicates the romance that is probably being duplicated by other boys trying to impress their unsatisfied girlfriends who believe their boyfriends don't love them because there's not intricately detailed love letter or breakfast in bed. The boy is almost mindless as he jots down a few love quotes he googled and compiles a bunch of ballads, leaves it at her door with a single red rose like every other guy on her street is doing for their girlfriend. And what makes it worse is the girl will love this because after watching the movie she believes this exact act of romance is a proper representation of love when it's really not. The guy's just doing it because he knows he is always going to be compared to every male actor his girlfriend comes across on the screen. He's no longer himself. He takes on every single persona in a romantic comedy whether it be the awkward music lover or the artistic sullen type and even the athlete with the heart of gold. And from making a play list of songs to express his feelings, painting a portrait of the girl of his dreams or writing a beautiful poem he's still not doing it from the heart. He's doing it from the movie.
So regardless of what you may conclude from these "acts of love" he still won't be thinking of you when he's with his friends; he's with his friends. He's not gonna be obsessively thinking about what you'll think of him when he makes a decision. Why? Because he's a big boy and he can and will make his own (sometimes rather stupid) decisions. He won't be thinking about kissing you in the rain or planning out ways to surprise you randomly at work. But if you were ever in the hospital he would rush to your side and make a scene if he couldn't see you. He thinks about you before he goes to sleep and a smile crosses his face when he sees a text message from you. Isn't that enough? It should be but sadly it isn't and that's what pisses me off the most.
Quite possibly the biggest reason why I hate this romantic tales is the fact that no matter how logical I can be and no matter how easily I can see how cheesy and generic the storyline is I still secretly vie for it. I wish a guy would do those generically romantic things. Of course I could fantasize about having that guy who does all the things from the Casanova dating how-to guide but would it be any more romantic or just routine? It'd be like a chore for him to be romantic and it would be the least enjoyable knowing how much he hated doing these things for me. Considering the fact that all guys are probably looking at ways to woo their girl I would much rather have a boy quiet and genuine who barely shares his feelings than faking romance by doing something corny believing that's gonna score some sort of love points with me.
And yet sometimes in the back of my mind...damn you, Hollywood.
I said Bloody Mary 3 times in the mirror and my eyes started bleeding.
Demons
A/N: Many many thanks to @/prompts-in-a-barrel for the amazing prompt once again. Prompt is bolded! Also kinda based on Control by Halsey but mainly the prompt.. even though lyrics are scattered in as dialogue at the end-ish. i dont even think it makes sense but oh well... also plot twist
UHhhhhhhhhhh CONTENT WARNING!!
Definitely not the usual jungkook x reader insert you’re used to...
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"You killed them. You killed... all of them."
"They deserved it."
You wiped your forehead of sweat as you stood panting in front of him. A sly smile crossed your lips as you chuckled.
“You killed them...”
“Well yeah. What else was I going to do? You clearly needed my protection~”
His head shook frantically as you brushed imaginary dust off your blood stained shirt. Taking confident steps towards Jungkook, you brushed his blonde hair away from his eyes. The fear that lay in them made you frown and you never wanted your baby bunny to be afraid of you, especially not when you were just protecting him from evil that he didn’t even know was there. Such an innocent soul needed protection afterall.
“Awe Kook. I didn’t mean to frighten you, this was the only way I could stop the evil from corrupting you~ You understand don’t you?”
His frown deepened as you pouted, tears spilling past his long lashes as he stared at the bodies laying about the staff room.
“I-I... Why...”, His voice cracked as he spoke softly, his hair shaking with his body as he stood in place, his doe eyes caught on yours.
You let another smirk take over your face as he trembled, your hands taking his in their bloody grasp.
“You know why. This was the only-”
“Stop-”
“...way. You’re too-”
“You’re scaring me!”
His voice echoed as it raised in volume, your eyes widening a fraction as he stumbled a few feet away from you.
“I’m sorry, darling but you’re too innocent for them! They don’t deserve you. No one does.”
Jungkooks hands shook violently as he reached to steady himself on the couch behind him.
“I can’t help this awful energy.”
His hands shook harder against the fabric of the couch, his eyes frantically jumping from one body to the next.
“My mind is like a deadly disease...”, your voice was steady and calm as you approached him slowly like he was a wounded animal.
The blood dripped from your temple down to your jaw, the light splatter taking up such a prominent space in the silence. His eyes traced the path it made along with the other droplets, his wide doe eyes narrowing in an instance, your own widening as all the signs of fear he had left him.
“Who’s in control?”, his laugh rang through your skull like a gunshot as he pulled a pistol from the back of his pants.
You shuddered lightly, your eyes following his movements as he held it up towards you.
“Darling~... You don’t know what you’re doing~ Let’s put down the big boy toy okay?”, you took on the tone one did when talking to a child or animal.
His scoff sent a chill through you as he grinned past the blood splattered on his face from your spree of murders.
“You think you’re in control, darling?”, Jungkooks mocking coo made you bristle with anger as you stood straighter, taking a step towards him.
He suddenly tossed the gun to the side and rapidly approached you, your automatic response to back away. You hit a wall roughly as his hands met your shoulders in a shove. Gasping for breath, you placed your hands on his chest, your heart pounding in your ears.
His mocking laugh hit you like ice as his eyes met yours. His once rounded and afraid doe eyes turned sharp and unforgiving, only holding power as yours rounded in fear.
“Please stop, you’re scaring me...”, your whisper hit his ears and he laughed again, a grin stretching his pretty lips.
“I’m meaner than my demons~”
His right arm retracted from beside your head to pull something from his pocket, the blade meeting your shoulder with a piercing pain. You let out a noise of pain, hand reaching for the knife lodged in your shoulder before it was ripped away by his other hand, a sharp pain flowing through your hand as he sunk another knife through it.
He stepped away from you like he was admiring an art piece, your hand held awkwardly against the wall by the second knife he plunged through you. Your left shoulder bleeding as the knife poked into the tender flesh.
“Who...who are your demons, darling? I killed them all. Just for you~”
He shook his head as you trembled, your voice shaking and quiet as you tried to understand what had just happened.
“You’re my demon.”
Tears tracked through the layers of blood on your pretty face, his hand tracing your jaw lightly as he watched you. You shook your head, refusing to believe you were the one you had to save him from.
“No... I...I saved you-”
“I saved myself.”
“No!-”
“What do you think just happened, Y/N? You’re dying. I’m not.”
You shuddered violently as he smirked at you, fear coursing through your veins as his face changed to the usual Jungkook you were used to protecting.
“Goddamn right, you should be scared of me.”
His doe eyes sharpened again as they met your own filled with fear, your body slowly dropping down the wall, knife tearing through your delicate hand as you dropped to the ground with a thud. Tears fell past your lashes now as he stood above you, silent sobs shaking your frame.
“You tried, I’ll give you that. But you didn’t try hard enough.”
His large frame kneeled in front of you as your entire face changed back to the confident killer you were just moments before.
“You’ll always be mine. Who is in control now, darling?”
You laughed painfully as the light in your eyes faded, his own laugh echoing in your head as he watched his personal demon die. He was in control.
The amount of "aesthetic" blogs on here I have seen been using Ai "photography" and don't mention it. This ones better at hiding it but the Ai is clear to see with the books and the writing. Please know how to identify Ai and support actual photographers.
㋡🥀
This shit is so obviously Ai I just want OP to tag it as such. This has no real photography elements.
The carts size keeps changing and the top literally says boob!
Ah yes, such book van!
Also the flowers in the first image look so fake it hurts my eyes to zoom in on them.
Pretty sure this account is just for farming engagement cause the og tags include "dark academia" despite having nothing relating to it.
Ok....how angsty we talkin'.... cuz MLT has been on my list for over a month. But the holidays had me deep in my feelz.
Okay so I haven’t read MLT because I’m a ~wuss~ and angst makes me real sad but seeing all these asks makes me like 👀👀👀 and I’ve always considered reading it when it was finished so I knew that I wouldn’t be too too sad but Mayhaps I might read it soon 😂
ahaha im honestly the same as you!! angst makes my soul sad 🤧 but idk i think there’s a ~fun~ element to being able to follow a series alongside everyone else. or at least that’s what i tell myself when i start a series & know i will be suffering 🤣 tbh i think while MLT has some painful moments, there are a lot of fluffy bits too 💞 creating a balance was very important to me when i planned out the chapters hehe. if you do decide to give it a shot, i hope you enjoy it !!! 🥰 theres a lot of interesting stuff coming up so it’s a good time to hop on the train hahah 👀
Guys watch too much porn. Those girls don’t exist. They’re not real girls. And that’s like us watching romance movies. That’s girl porn, because, like, those guys do not exist.
Miley Cyrus (via keinekraftzumleben)
