Masterlist What can I say? I love Real Person Fiction x Reader... THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG, RUN BY SOMEONE OVER TWENTY. MINORS PLEASE DON’T INTERACT THANK YOU <3
**WARNING: **This story will contain elements of strong language/profanity, graphic depictions of violence, mental illness, drug usage, mentions/descriptions of abuse/toxicity, and eventually sexual content. Viewer discretion is advised.
But let's be honest, you probably wouldn't be here without already knowing that. It's Eminem for god's sake.
Tags: Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Idiots In Love, Idiots To Lovers, Coming Of Age, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Relationship, Eventual Smut, Reader Needs Therapy, Poor Life Choices, Friends First And Foremost, Fucking Comes Later, Eventual Healthy Relationships, Keyword: Eventually
DFAB!Reader, Gender-Neutral!Reader, Actor!Reader, Music-Artist!Reader, Single-Parent!Reader, Reader is (technically) a single parent, Original OC’s (ie: Reader’s Manager/Agent, Reader’s Disaster Child Quinn, Reader’s Parents), No Beta We Die Like Men, Author Has ADHD Forgive Me, my life is pain yet I’ve gone too far in this hellsite
Every story starts out with a chance encounter, but not all encounters start out with a spark of desire.
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Sometimes, you don't need rushed attraction and the fear of missing out if you hesitate for too long. Sometimes you just need a good friend to share a laugh with; to talk or do about everything and nothing, to listen to each others' honest opinions and criticisms to make each other better at their own craft, to make each other better people, to be there.
Sometimes love doesn't always start out as love, but rather a close friendship instead.
That's what you had always thought, and if it meant having to be the loyal friend of Marshall Bruce Mathers III and nothing more, then that would be enough.
But sometimes, to love, be in love, and to be loved in return is nothing short of hip-hop, cameras, video games, family, friends, fans, and Nokia phones.
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Part One: I'm Infinite
(1997-2002)
In which Y/N buys a struggling rapper’s cassette album, neither knowing that it’s the first of many encounters that will kickoff a bond of a lifetime.
Keywords: First Meetings, Friendship, Complicated Feelings, Hard Work, Providing For Your Family, Beginnings.
A/N: Well god damn. I never thought I would be saving Em pics into my files so I can create moodboards and such for my first ever fanfiction, but here we are.
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again
i wish more of you were into sports for the athleticism and the team dynamics and the endurance and the beauty of the human spirit when faced with impossible odds and not the yaoi.
like i’m really glad you’re all getting into sports and giving sports a chance when you previously said things like “sportsball” unironically but it’s always for pasty white yaoi. why is it always pasty white yaoi.
WE JUST STARTED BASEBALL. IT HASN’T EVEN BEEN HALF A MONTH YET
Did y’all forget how the Dodgers came back to win the World Series last year cause this is pretty much the same thing just give it time we haven’t settled in yet
shoutout to everyone with forget disorders (adhd, DID/osdd, ptsd/c-ptsd, asd, dementia/alzeheimers, schizophrenia, other psychotic disorders, major depressive, chronically ill/phys disabled people with brain fog, people with long-Covid, natural memory degradation, and etc.)
I think a big part of the reason Pokopia is hitting so hard for so many people is that we have had an absolute glut of post apocalyptic media that take the "humans are the monsters/disease/problem" angle. Even the most well meaning solar-punk I can think of often have this undercurrent of 'humanity's nature is inherently short sighted and exploitive and they must constantly be kept in check to protect the environment' which slides very quickly into 'the world would be better off without humans in it to complicate and threaten things'.
But Pokopia fully does not do that. The world is lonely without humans and lesser for humanity's absence. So much of the game is about how Pokemon miss humans and are struggling to make sense of a world without us, how the ecosystem is just as hurt by our absence as any other species, and how the things we left behind, even in ruins and burned shells, are often beautiful and strange and helpful to the Pokemon who find them.
Pokemon have always been this allegory for the natural world- back to the original idea of the games inspired by children who caught bugs and kept ant farms- and thus the relationship between Pokemon and humans becomes this allegory for the relationship between nature and humans. And Pokopia looks you dead in the eye and says "the world would be poorer without humans, and if we all vanished tomorrow the echoes of who we are and the things we did would still ring out for eons uncountable. We would be missed and mourned and searched for and the wound of our absence would be deeply felt on this earth for the rest of its turning. The actions of a few greedy short sighted humans will never change that."
