For the lyrics prompt request, from “Future Me Hates Me” by The Beths
There’s something about you
I wanna risk going through
Future heartbreak, future headaches
Wide-eyed nights late lying awake
With future cold shakes from stupid mistakes 
Future me hates me for, hates me for…
But like–it’s not like Cassie didn’t already give her a perfectly good way to shut them both up, obviously, so Kon just lets go of the front of her robe to grab the front of her jacket and yanks her back in, and kisses her herself this time. Cassie makes a sort of strangled kinda-yelp of a noise, fumbles for half a second, and then throws her arms around her neck and kisses her back hard. She’s clumsy and awkward and honestly one of the worse kissers Kon’s kissed in her life, like she maybe hasn’t done it that much or something, but she’s determined and eager and–and Kon–
She’d have felt pretty good about Cassie kissing her, if it’d been for any other reason. She’d have felt . . . she’d have, like–liked it, that Cassie wanted to kiss her. Liked maybe getting to teach her some stuff about how to do it better, and . . . and that kind of thing.
But Cassie only kissed her because she wanted her to know she only thought of her as a boy, and Kon only kissed her so they wouldn’t have to talk about it anymore.
I wish I could join book club, but timezone-wise it just doesn’t work out…
However! Please know that when I’m reading at work in between classes, I’m at least spiritually reading along. I’ve been listening to The Queer Art of Failure on my morning commute and reading Because Internet during my day. Because Internet has been particularly fascinating to me—it gives words to things I’ve noticed but struggled to explain, even to myself, about informal written communication. I’ve also been extra interested in linguistics ever since I started learning a foreign language and then started teaching English to native speakers of that foreign language.
Hope you’re having a great day! <3
i'm sorry, it's just how it works out for me and roz... but the main point is getting all of us thinking about reading more outside of fanfic, so you're already there!
(lol i hope you're not sneaking off to read 😅)
both books sound very interesting, and bonus for the relevance and applicability of because internet.
Could I get some more Tucker Foley or Jazz Fenton please? I love when you play with DPxDC 😁
. . . . . . maybe they should just sneak in through Danny’s bedroom window, actually. Maybe that would be the smarter play right now. Like, he’s not desperate enough to try Jazz’s window, obviously, buuuuut . . .
Ugh, no, he’s still gonna have to get them out of the house either way so they can talk without risking ‘em hearing anything, and he can’t just tell Superboy to go sneak in alone while he does because there is no way that won’t end in one of those stupid superhero-on-superhero fights if Danny catches him–which, yeah, Supers are not exactly known for their stealth anyway, and Superboy is especially not–and leaving him alone on the sidewalk or wherever on his first day in Amity sounds like a fast track to ending up with an overshadowed half-alien fucking up the neighborhood, so . . .
Yeah, fuck it, Tucker doesn’t have any better ideas.
congratulations, it's a metaweapon! for WIP Wednesday please! I can’t get Kon’s line from the very first post out of my head: “That’s the whole thing with kids, right? You want them to be better than you.” ?!?!?! Immaculate and immediately brainworm inducing, 15/10 have and will read again
Superboy isn't as angry as before now, though, so if the Agenda intends to kill him . . . well, this would be the time to take advantage of him being unprepared and less alert and his blood not being up. Not being as primed for a fight, Match means.
“Subject Match, quit humoring Superboy,” Alpha says, looking exasperated. It's not exactly the kill order Match was expecting. “Just–go to your containment cell."
🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it
I won't link fanart people have done for me because then I'd be too dang biased (but know in my heart that I'm 100% biased AF) but the first answer that comes to mind is this Hartwin mermaid!Eggsy piece.
Every time I look at it (and I've looked at it a lot) I notice some other small detail that makes me want to bite my nails. The water droplets, how the wet folds are depicted, Harry's subtle change in facial expression, Eggsy's face.... and then the gasp I let out when I realized what Harry had done.
I would love to see Yang Haoran meet “Yang Haoshu”! Preferably with both of their JMZs there to see it too, because I think it would be hilarious.
lmao goootcha
Picture this – a small bakery, filled with pastries and sweets. Four people, seated around a table. Two of them were technically the same person. Three of them were having an incredibly uncomfortable day.
Yang Haoran was having an incredibly uncomfortable day.
Across from him, Chen Lihua – no, Yang Haoshu – sighed. “Why is it that you’re prettier than me? I’m almost jealous. It’s really a shame a face like yours is wasted on a man.”
Next to her, the other Jiang Mingxi glared. She had been glaring for a while. Yang Haoran could admit that he hadn’t experienced so much uninterrupted hostility coming from a Jiang Mingxi for quite some time and that feeling it now was mildly unsettling. Fortunately, Yang Haoran had his own Jiang Mingxi to glare back, but still.
Yang Haoshu smiled at him over the tiny, intricately decorated cake she’d ordered. Yang Haoran, to his irritation, found himself wishing it was Chen Lihua here instead. He knew where he stood with Chen Lihua. Chen Lihua wasn’t some weird, alternate universe, would-be sister of his.
“...Thank you,” Yang Haoran said, and took a sip of tea in the hopes that he wouldn’t have to say anything else.
Yang Haoshu leaned forward, eyes bright. “So you think so, too? You think you’re prettier than me?”
Ah. How very Mean Girls. Yang Haoran hadn’t thought about that in a while. Really, there was only one thing he could say here.
“Yes, I do,” Yang Haoran said, a bit dryly.
He could see the remark catch Yang Haoshu off-guard for just a moment, that faint freeze of her expression – and then she threw her head back and cackled in a way Yang Haoran couldn’t really imagine Chen Lihua ever doing. “Fine! It’s true enough! You really do look more like Mother than I do, and you know what they say about Mother.”
“They always do say the same thing about Mother,” Yang Haoran confirmed. Their mother, a great beauty in her youth. Their mother, very beautiful even now – especially now, according to some, though Yang Haoran had admittedly stopped listening at that point.
“You really do have a nice face. My Ming-jie hasn’t taken her eyes off you this entire time, so she must really like it–”
Jiang Mingxi took a break from glaring at the other Jiang Mingxi to snort. The other Jiang Mingxi snapped her gaze to Yang Haoshu, lips drawn back. “Yang Haoshu–”
“Oh, no need to be shy,” Yang Haoshu said. “He really is nice to look at. Of course you should get a good look at him, especially since you would be marrying him if he existed. Imagine that!”
The other Jiang Mingxi appeared to be having an apoplectic fit.
Yang Haoshu cheerfully patted her on the shoulder, which probably only made matters worse, before she leaned in. “Frankly, I don’t know how you do it,” Yang Haoshu said conspiratorially. “I’ve thought about it, you know – if I was a man, I would be in the same position as you. If I was engaged to Jiang Mingxi – no offense to you, other Jiang Mingxi – well! I couldn’t! I really couldn’t! We'd really kill each other!”
“You’re trying to kill her right now,” Jiang Mingxi said. Yang Haoran chanced a glance at her. She was frowning faintly, eyes ever-so-slightly narrowed.
“Am I?” Yang Haoshu said, one hand held to her cheek. “So perceptive! Haoran – can I call you Haoran? Ran-ge? – how did you train this one? She’s so much more agreeable than mine.”
“Training,” Jiang Mingxi repeated, frowning more deeply. “I’m not a dog.”
“Of course not,” Yang Haoshu said sweetly. “You aren’t, anyway.”
Every time I check out your blog, I feel like I’m liking 4/5 and reblogging 2/3 of everything I see 😅😂 You are very funny and I love the dc and writing posts I find because of you. Thank you for sharing such cool stuff!
aw, thank you 🥰 the reward is others finding my blog fun to dig through
