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@13elievingfaith
Me, watching random Kimchay scenes while at work:
Kim's public persona of WIK is infinitely closer to Jeff Satur's media personality than Kim Kimhan Theerapanyakul's character ever was and/or ever will be
In other words, Jeff Satur's media personality is Kim's idealized version of himself
KimChay MixTape Bonus chapter...sort of...
So this is the next (new) chapter of KimChay Mixtape. It's a fake article about WiK coming back to performing. But I wrote it and then I thought it would be fun to do a little mock-up and an hour later here we are.
You can read the chapter here: LINK (as that might be easier than trying to read the pics)
Fan: Your latest song was so fucking gay dude
Wik: Ah shit, better tell my boyfriend then, he helped me write it
i'd like to remind you all that Kim is the craziest of the Theerapanyakul siblings
Pete says it in the debut episode and Korn said that Kim is the strongest of his sons
alot of fics don't show this and it pisses me off
I find it funny when people try to cram Porsche into this noble poor archetype like he didn't charge Kinn for saving his ass UPON THEIR FIRST MEETING, and when Kinn can't give him cash Porsche steals his watch as payment.
"Oh, Kinn return this super expensive bike you bought for me-" Porsche CANONICALLY accepted a Ducati from Vegas without hesitation, and he didn't even like Vegas like that. If Kinn bought Porsche some expensive vehicle, Porsche would blow him as thanks and then tear through the Bangkok streets breaking all the traffic laws.
People that call Shane and Ilya’s relationship toxic wouldn’t last 5 minutes watching Asian bl, especially the bl’s that are purposefully toxic. Kinnporsche, Revenged Love, My Stubborn, Only Friends, and My Stand-In would kill your pearl clutching ass on the spot. Don’t even get me started on Omegaverse
Well fucking thank you, KinnPorsche. Now that I've seen it, I have a picture folder filled with MileApo and JeffBarcode pics and am obsessed with Jeff Satur and his music.
Now I understand what the buzz is about.
(I love it)
Updates to "No Fandom" Additional Tags, July 2025
AO3 tag wranglers have canonized some new "No Fandom" additional tags and will be providing updates on a regular basis going forward. Check out the latest news post for details: https://otw-news.org/yc3mcsur
The only crossover I want
Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.
works made by AI are not fanfiction, because they’re not fan-made. you didn’t write shit. you didn’t create shit. you are not a writer; you are not a creator. this isn’t art, this isn’t storytelling. this is just embarrassing for you.
if a single line of your work was made by generative AI then you should be fucking mortified.
At least I know what not to read.
From a state hearing in Texas
don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.
Yeah
it is november, and yesterday it felt like it was supposed to be snowing. in boston, november used a winter month, not a fall month. it is supposed to be chilly; rarely capping over 45F. it is a sweater-and-jacket month. it is a "maybe a scarf too" month. in my childhood, november meant blizzards and sleet.
it did not snow. tomorrow the weather predicts a high of 76.
i have spent so many years of my life studying the longterm possibilities of climate change - the culmination of capitalism wreaking havoc on the bodies of people, animals, plants - but every so often i am still shocked by something small and personal.
in a hundred years, when someone goes outside in boston - will they know the feeling of "snow in the air"?
i know it's a learned feeling, a sensation that maybe only longterm experience can teach. a few years ago, i was walking with my friend who had just moved up from the south. i said it smells like snow and she gave me this look like - what the fuck. i said it feels like snow too, which didn't help. she looked up to the bright blue sky and then back at me and then back at the sky. 12 hours later, we had 3 inches. you can just tell if it's going to snow.
except i can't tell, anymore. i stand outside in a tee shirt and watch my dog dance around a lake. we're in a drought and the skin of the water has peeled back twenty meters. the lake is tamed, quiet, puddlelike and sour. my pokemon go app warns there's a weather condition in my area.
my dog gets too hot from running and sits in the water and i want to laugh about his long frame and how awkwardly he sits - and i can't. some simian part of my brain is scratching the walls. it was supposed to snow. it was supposed to snow, but now it's warm instead.
during the last full solar eclipse, the dogs and the birds and the crickets went crazy under utter darkness. we laughed at them then, promising it will all be okay in a moment. but some part of me is still locked in that long night: some animal sensation.
something is wrong, my body says. i can't afford eggs or rent. i go outside to watch a sunset and listen to birdsong. i don't bring a jacket. allergies are killing me this season, allergies i didn't have as a kid. everyone comments that halloween has started to feel strange, offkilter. that it's hard having "holiday cheer." my body thinks it's april, and then it thinks we're in september, and then june.
something is terribly wrong, she whispers. go outside. it is supposed to be snowing.
One of my favourite things when reading fanfiction is when you click with an author's style so much that you adore the fanfiction you're reading, and once it's over you need more. So you go to their page and hope that there's more for any fandom you might know- only there isn't any. They've written for other fandoms you aren't familiar with and never would've thought about before.
But you're down so bad for their style and talent that they got you wading in like:
@gothicakvtagawa
when you finish a fic that was everything you could of hoped for and you click on their user to see that they’ve written dozens of fics for that pairing
