sunshue.bsky.social
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Fandom brainrot: Arcane (Meljay) and Legend of Korra | multishipping and rare pair bourgeois trash | https://archiveofourown.org/users/yellow_salt
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I do it primarily with cursed fic challenges I do with fandom friends.
But I've also seen other people have a side account for spicy fics.
Either one would work if you want to keep your audiences separate
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how about posting on anon. that's what i've done for some of my fics
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Mhm. Yeah, not worth the energy
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NOOOOooo how dare you give logic advice
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oh shit. having news circle back to you like that has gotta leave you um confused, to say the least
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it's a "agh i haven't done this in forever," and "ughhh what if he's just being nice and i'm reading too much into something that's not even there and I feel stupid" kind of fuck
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the feels when there are too many good answers and whole catalogue when you need to feel good
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Honestly! Someone will say, oh are you…”
And I’m like “uhhh depends on what you have to say 🧍🏾♀️” 🤣
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Do NOT ask how many times I listened to Long Time today
When that album drops I will be eating it UP
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She has closed her ears and shut her eyes to black history.
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Being a hater in online spaces to an extent of it being your whole personality. Sounds exhausting, really. Block, unfollow, mute and move on
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Clef’s display of strength and power as he manipulated the gravity plates is positively terrifying.
The unknown stretches of Clef’s powers take a bite out of me with each chapter
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Sadly she can’t stay too long (she’s already been away from her people for a while) but she’s going to be in town for a while and promises to come back the next day and finish what they started 💖
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They become fast friends, curious natures pulling them together. In collective awe of the novel bugs, Mel enjoys exploring the area and the boy Jayce feeds off her enthusiasm, more than willing and able to help out
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Mel’s presence spooks the butterfly, drawing the boy’s attention to what cause the butterfly to leave
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At the time she encounters a little boy laying on the warm grass with a butterfly resting on his nose
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This being her first time traveling abroad, she’s curious about Piltover’s local insect biodiversity and how it may differ from her home’s
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Mel, done with shadowing/studying formation of diplomatic relations for the moment, slinks away from the eyes of her mother and escorts/guards
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Gregory and Ofelia’s conversation had me wincing the entire time aiiii sheesh 😬 not the picturesque mother-son relationship ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Also Orso is quite the character. If anything I am thoroughly entertained. I need to see more of this person
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I am a fan of exploring other people’s lives in spaces as a way to learn who they are. There’s value in what they store, how it’s stored/collected, and the overall condition of their place
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(Fandom aside, it’s very reminiscent of the equalists and Amon in legend of Korra, using chi-blocking/blood bending to take away another person’s bending. Also psychologically the mental/emotional effect that altering part of one’s identity may have on the victim)
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The turning off of Sancia and Clef’s scriving abilities felt sooo icky. Invasive tbh. When your body doesn’t feel like your own anymore
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I'm certainly doing a bad job coping with Clef's personification so far, but the mind wanders to transcription of a soul into an object.
The way Clef inquired about the taste of wine as if it were a distant memory put me in the feels.