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bhent_official: Actor Park Jinyoung is enlisting today. Until the day he returns to meet the fans in a better shape, we ask for everyone's support and encouragement.

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Xdinary Heroes vs the struggle of being bad boys

My Idol: Season 3 - Voting Starts Now!

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My Idol Season 3: Which Idol Could Be Yours?

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Hello friends!

Hold on to your butts. My Idol is getting rebooted for another season!

Please follow the link above to vote for who you would like to see on this season of My Idol, every reader's favorite reality show.

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For those who are new here - My Idol is a weekly fanfic "program" that follows our OC as they go on a dating show with 7 idols! The show is completely interactive, allowing readers to vote for who they think should make it to the next round.

If you're curious about how previous seasons have gone, feel free to click HERE and HERE.

Happy voting :)

BFFL 31/∞   ↪ high praise & higher expectations

you tell them king! (transl)

Keep seeing posts in solidarity with the WGA strike that say things like “no one cares about your favorite shows” and “fuck your tv show. I hope it gets canceled” and while I understand and agree with the underlying sentiment, which is clearly “Real people are more important than fictional ones, you dipshit” I don’t like the framing because, well, it feels shitty to dismiss the importance of the work made by the workers we’re trying to defend.

No one cares about your favorite shows more than the writers do.

No one understands the power and importance of tv and film more than the writers who created them.

No one loves tv, movies, games, and stories more than the people who fought tooth and nail in an incredibly competitive and underpaid profession for the chance to be part of it.

They know it’s important. They know it changes lives. They know it can be more than just a story, more than just a bit of entertainment. They’ve loved and respected this medium, continue to love and respect this medium, more than you ever will.

The person who wants a show to get canceled the least is the writer who poured their everything into making it good.

TV and movies are great, actually, and you are not wrong to be invested and care about them. That’s what the writers gave you. That’s what the writers wanted when they wrote it. That’s why they wrote it.

Which is why we respect them when they make the call that this strike and its demands are worth risking it.

The people on that picket line do not want their shows canceled. They want to keep writing them. They can’t, not under the current conditions.

So we accept the risk with them and support them.

But I don’t want to berate the power and importance of their work, the value they put into it and the love they have for it, in the same breath that I am defending their strike. Worthy shows will likely get canceled or derailed and that will be a tragedy worth mourning. The writers know that better than anyone.

So when they say something else is even more important, we listen. And when your favorite show gets ruined, you make sure your fully justified anger and grief is pointed in the right direction - at the CEOs who killed it.

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I don't know how comfortable you would be with this request but-

Eddie x Autistic!Reader who's on the verge of having a meltdown because they're just super overwhelmed 👉👈🥺

Can be gender neutral or female!reader, super fluffy pls?

I am 100% comfortable with this request. I hope it helps you, dear.🥺💙 Thank you for requesting from me, sweet anonnie.

Meltdown (Eddie x GN Reader)

"Eddie, I need to go."

"Yeah, I know, baby. We're going right now."

You stood in the checkout line for the grocery store, a few customers ahead of you. Your foot tapped anxiously and squinted underneath the blinding lights. The sound of the small group of people chatting while waiting began to make your ears buzz. The swarm of noise overwhelmed your body and you started to feel clammy. Your vision flickered and you grabbed his arm for support.

"No, I need to get out of here now."

He looked at you, worried, and nodded, he passed the keys off to you and gently nudged you toward the door.

"I'll be at the van in a second, just let me pay for our stuff first."

You grasped the keys tight in your fist, squeezing so hard that the ridges poked against your palm. You sped out to the van, unlocked it and sat in the passenger seat. A desperate whine escaped you and you kicked off your shoes and climbed in the backseat. Eddie had made it a safe space for you to be in, where you could lay down on a soft blanket and a few pillows. You grabbed one of the pillows and curled around it, running your finger over the material of the blanket.

You curled tighter in on yourself and whimpered, trying to get your body to relax. This was the worst part: feeling your mind and body run away without you, just having to be helpless as it happened. Eddie opened the front door so he could get in, put the groceries in the backseat and peek over the seat down at you.

"Hey, baby," he mumured. "You want some company?"

You nodded and he kicked off his shoes into the floor and followed you into the back. He put the other pillow under his cheek and smiled softly.

"Do you want to be touched right now?"

Lacking energy for even the simplest of words, you simply lifted your pinkie and he nodded. He linked his pinkie with yours and rested your hands between you. You sighed, feeling a little better that he was with you now. You were slightly more settled but still uncomfortable and feeling constricted, you yanked off your jacket. You laid back down and slid your hand to his. He tenderly rested his on top, twining your fingers together.

"What was it that felt so overwhelming, sweetheart?"

Tears leaked out of your eyes and you mumbled, "Lights. People. Too many sounds. Felt like drowning."

"Oh, baby," he said sadly. He held his arms open and you scooted closer before turning over, your back to his front. He wrapped his arms around your body and whispered, "Squeeze?"

You nodded and he tightened his grasp around your waist and over your chest. You sighed in relief at the feeling of security.

"Sorry, Eddie."

A pout came through clearly in his voice as he said, "I don't want you to ever feel guilty for reacting in a way that you can't control. You're not hurting anyone. Nothing to be sorry for, just let me take care of you."

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