#[[ i need to do replies halp ]]

[feldspursfiyero]

okay at least this ep doesn't have anthony in it so hopefully i'm not taking like 3h to watch it

3x08

mmm delicious. i love a desperate, alone cressida making bad decisions. what if there's an AU where she's a serial killer? WHAT IF SHE HAD TO RUN AWAY IN S1 AND SHE MET ANTHONY WHO HAD ALSO RUN AWAY BECAUSE MAYBE HE KILLED (OR THOUGHT HE KILLED) SIMON

LMAO I FELT THIS SO HARD

SKFJGNFDKGNJKG

what the fuck?

ehe this is somewhat similar to the speech anthony gave to daphne in 1x04 "it is more than just your honour at stake, it is your sisters' too; the entire family name. it has been decided" (eeee i went and double checked it and i only missed a lil bit; also anthony is so pretty there halp)

HAHAHAA

why the FUCK is colin making this all about himself? no one replied to him while he was travelling? wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll didn't he choose to travel?

shut up colin, you have no idea what cressida is going through

SAME, GIRL

cress why don't you just explain your situation and ask for money....... or maybe she wouldn't do that haha... aahfdkjgdkjg fuck

colin. shut the FUCK up

cress kinda needs an advisor in this lol i feel like she's showing her hand too much. but then, she's like, idk, 20?

uh, isn't colin also without a title?

CUNT

heyyy they playing the duel music :3

so... does eloise not remember that cressida's father is a bitch..... ohhh well i guess she doesn't know the details about sending cress off to wales..................

why did it sound like the drink's already hit violet skjfngfkgjgk

CACKLE

but violet was like. a kid then. lmfao

JKDNGKFGJ AND THE BIT AFTER SKJFGKG dying

heh benedict's having a good time

that bit of colin sitting up on the settee is the best he's looked all season (25:15:ish)

why did this man wink at portia

SKDFJNKFGJN why is this so funny

ohhh to be an actor like polly walker.....

🥺

i love this convo actually

oh yeah you two are REALLY alike, i've been calling this since like s1

A Thousand Cuts has a really good anthony and penelope chapter. and ... was it also that fic that had a really good anthony and fran chapter, or is that another fic...? "but franny, it is so far." maybe it was.

yeah it's really OOC that anthony skipped fran's wedding. hmm. but like, i get actor schedules get in the way... idk.

violet's speech to fran is....................................... is it not a bit out of nowhere? or is she just being like this bc she's in the honeymoon stage with marcus lmao

HAHAHAHAHAA JFC THE PRIEST FUCKING KNOWS HALP

so... is fran's look after the kiss like... ....... oh whatever

ehehe (also the moment before with b&e but that's already been giffed so i've already seen it)

benedict~

lmao

hey, the piece fran and violet are playing on the piano, isn't that mozart, one of the sonatas, 2nd mvt, but it's a little bit off, and ALSO in the wrong key... aah ... it's in F major... and in the show it's in E major........... anyway i'm not sure if it is that piece because the notes are off a bit. maybe they did that deliberately. idk

now to try find which sonata it is lmao, classical music is so hard to google

oh okay. k330. in the end i just googled the numbers i had played before lmfao. but yeah, in the show it's not exactly that. if anything it feels inspired by that.

it could be another piece entirely though, just that it has similarities to k330 2nd mvt. anyway

MAYBE THAT HE DOESN'T FEEL GOOD ENOUGH. HMMM SEEMS TO RUN IN THE FAMILY

IS THIS WHERE HE RUNS AWAY

yeah he but-ed XD

HE WANTS TO MEET MORE MEN

what if they genderswap sophie skjfng????

awww

haha skjfngkjdfng he went straight from the bed to the swings!

awww this season really made me like portia

lmfao finch's sneeze

okay so i guess pen prepared that speech lmao and forewarned some people. interesting lighting they put on her btw. and yeah i do think she got off a bit lightly, but honestly if they were to do it ... probably closer to honestly, it might've been quite harsh. but who knows. anyway

gosh i love portia

:3

awwww

awwww colin finally got off his high horse. yay. your wife is awesome. you should be pleased, nitwit :3

lmaoooo eloise inviting herself to scotland KSJDNKJFGNK

SKJFNGKJGN

okay, can benedict, eloise and francesca all be queer

i want them to genderswap sophie!!!! but i guess they won't. i guess.

eloise and michaela are holding hands!!

okay so it was only towards the end of ep 8 when it finally felt like bridgerton again. minus the costumes. the first half of ep 8 felt like... wildly off the pace.

imo they didn't need to do cressida THAT dirty.

anyway i'll save this stuff for a ep 5-8 round-up post

[whathehe11]

“Hey… so gremlin_cooker in chat asks why I started a cooking account. Um… growing up my sister made most of my meals since my parents simply can’t cook for the life of them. Unfortunately for me, my sister inherited their awful cooking skills. So I’m doing this for people who were in the same position that I was back in ye olden days.”

Danny walked from one side of the table to the other. He pulled out a chair and sat on it, still looking into the camera. “Problem is I also cannot cook for the life of me. Thus, I’m learning and teaching at the same time.”

He got back up and walked over to the other of his table. He clapped. “Today, is mac’n’cheese.”

He went through the various motions, from salting the water, heating it up to a boil. He even managed to get the pasta cooked to almost al dente, perfect for sauce based pasta meals.

“Would you look at that!” He smiled. “My pasta isn’t over cooked! I think I might actually have a success tonight!”

“Ok. Now for the cheese sauce. Do I do fancy or box? Let’s look at the chat!”

He did a little spiny jump thing towards his phone where he had access to his chat.

“Wow. You guys are putting a whole lotta faith in me.”

And thus he started to work on the sauce. Mix the milk with the flower. Pour it into the pan with some shredded cheese. He let it melt before adding in the cooked pasta.

He took a bite straight from the pot (“yes I know I shouldn’t eat from the pot but I’ll be the only one eating it since Tucker and Sam don’t trust anyone who shares any genetic information with me near a kitchen.”)

“It’s good!” Had he been a puppy his tail would have been wagging and his ears would have been up. But since he was human all he did was smile big and wide with his cheeks up and his eyes all crinkly.

He started talking about how happy he was to have a new successful recipe when there was a weird slurpy sound.

“Oh no. Not again” he groaned. “Hold on a sec guys. I forgot my dad put some emergency fudge in the fridge. It has a tendency to infect the other food. I’ll be right back.” He sighed as he walked out of the view of the camera.

He was only gone for a minute or so before he came back with the Fenton anti-creep stick. “Yeah that’s right! I’m gonna beat the unliving bejesus out of you.!”

And he just kept hitting it over and over again. Somehow his pot not getting damaged.

What was once a delicious Mac’n’cheese was now a snarling (and crying when it got hit especially hard) blob.

“Damn you’re an agressive one.”

And he just kept hitting it until it broke back down into normal mac’n’cheese. He plopped it into his plate, sat down and ate.

“Despite the disruption I will have to call this a success. Till next time my friends.”

He waved and shut the stream.

COMMENT SECTION

TheAntichristWasActuallyAllMen - ‘Am I the only one seeing the macaroni moving?’ - 5 mins ago

I’maleo - Reply to TheAntichristWasActuallyAllMen - ‘nah you’re not seeing things. I didn’t know he was branching to the horror genre tho. His sense of suspense needs work but his editing is world class’ - 5 mins ago

UrghGross - ‘it looks so real. Does anyone know what program or trick he’s using to do this live?’ - 3 mins ago

Gamer_Bro - reply to UrghGross - ‘idk. Maybe it’s I’m still in beta.’ - 3 mins ago

Yummy yummy - bro he’s hitting his food. - 2 mins ago

Untroubled-Alien - dude he’s eating it anyways. Legend - 5 mins ago

khdhjdsjkKajUh - is he… CGI-Ing a screeching Mac and cheese? - 6 mins ago

Halp - is it supposed to be moving and groaning like that? - 7 mins ago

Ewww - 😀😃 what the duck

MORE COMMENTS…

Dc x Dp prompt #1

Danny open a YouTube channel teaching how to cook.

Bonus point : During the live, the food came to life. And he had to fight the food while chats were watching him.

[xenoshadow13]

Reading those tags of your recent anon reply gives me this funny image of a very amused smirky Dono nearby Xeno with this rather B] look, all the while the flustered keysmashing cutie does their best to pretend he's not there.

Annnd I was gonna leave it at that but then my roommate sees this and jokingly adds, "imagine if Keith were to see this and get pissed like what happened back in that mini-comic" and goddammit halp my mind couldn't help but wonder and now I got this funny image of Dono and Keith glaring at each other while poor Xeno is stuck in the middle, still keysmashing hard but also a bit of internally screaming cuz oh no they're caught in the middle of this but they can't do anything about it because the two got a hand on them asjksajksadjk

ASDJKASJKJA THIS MADE ME NEARLY SPIT OUT MY DRINK LAUGHINGF

POOR XENO. AS IF DEALING WITH DONO BEING A CHEEKY SMIRKY SHIT AIN'T BAD ENOUGH, KEITH HAS TO COME BY AND GET ALL ANGY ABOUT IT AND WELP NOW XENO'S STUCK BETWEEN THEM WHILE THEY'RE GROWLING AND GLARING AT EACH OTHER LOL

asdkjasdjkasjk @shadesofnavy tagging ya because you need to see this gem too

[notastraykid]

I need a Tumblr mentor. Someone to talk me through how to post, how to reply to people's reblog with their tagged comments.... Just... Halp! 🥺

I can't copy paste my stories via the website as it won't work, when I do it on my mobile the formatting is effed. And I just generally don't know what I'm doing.

K thanks.

[zeherili-ankhein]

Ykw let Deriades be “I can do everything alone ion need no help” nonsense guy who goes “prabhu halp- 🥹” to Vishnu in less than a millisecond... (Like some cartoon character but Deri is cooler and a pookie)

So now the Greeks can see his arrogant aide but he's this regular guy to the Indian...

IMAGINE the Vanars and Rakshasas having to bond forcefully to seem welcoming to Dio's people, T_T after all the fighting they did in Lanka.... TOTAL CHAOS LOL

Btw sorry for replying now - I went to sleep yesterday then woke up and ran to school came back and again fell asleep lol

OKAY so in Dionysiaca Dionysus and his army were armies of satyrs, cyclopses, cave people, animals and all other cryptid kinda ppl and it's described that their armies had very floral and leafy kinda weapons that looked weak but were very powerful, which actually shocked the Indian army who were fighting with usual weapons of metal.

SO WHAT IF

Dionysus's army meets Vasant's army ft. Aranyani, and now Dio is shocked cuz they have almost the same kinda weapons, and then turns out they made a truce for this very reason and NO WAR

HAH

Nonnus should learn plots from me Im so smort <3

Yessss no wars we don't like wars thwy just gonna have a nice picnic set by Aranyani and them Dio can go home bye-

Lol no they're gonna befriend idk the Vanars? (Both the forest people with animal clothing or the literal monkheys versiona works actually) and whom? Asurs? (The good ones ofc)

And the Devi Devtas tooooooooo

Yayyy friendshippppp

Lol I lost my mind-

[hightownquccn]

LIKE this post for me to throw a starter your way!

If you want any specific verse let me know!

[bts-trans]

220318 Jungkook’s Instagram Story Thread

Trans cr; Aditi, Faith, Annie & Mary @ bts-trans © TAKE OUT WITH FULL CREDITS

1. 

나는 지금 무엇을 하면 좋을까

What should I do right now

2. 

💜: 아미생각

JK: 이건 늘 하지

💜: Think about ARMY

JK: That's something I do all the time

3. 

💜: 게임을하다🎮

JK: 같이 오버워치 할사람?

💜: Playing a game🎮

JK: Who wants to play Overwatch with me?

4. 

💜: 정구기 아이디 왜 바꿨는지 알려주기!

JK: 너무 길어서...

💜: Tell us why you changed your username!

JK: Because it was too long...

5. 

💜: 노래방에 가요 😎 ?

JK: 가고싶다ㅜ

💜: Go to a karaoke place😎?

JK: I want to goㅜ

6. 

💜: 사..사... 좋아해요

JK: 왜 사랑한다 말을 못하니!

💜: I lo..lo...like you

JK: Why can't you say you love me!

7.

💜: 저오늘너무똥마려윗는ㄴ데오  빠보고참을수이싸요 감사합니다

JK: ㅋㅋ ㅌㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅌㅋㅋ

💜: I really neededd to poop todaybut seeing you halped me hold it in thank you*

JK: hahajahahahahajahaha

(T/N: *There were several typos.)

8. 

💜: Play PUBG with me???😀

JK: 나 배그는 못해요

JK: I can't play PUBG

9.

💜: 저메추 해쥬시죠!🍽

JK: 양꼬치 가쟈

💜: Please give me some dinner recommendations!🍽

JK: Lamb skewers lez geddit

10.

💜: 태형이형이랑 복싱시합하자 💜

JK: 에헤이 상대가 안 되지ㅎ

💜: Let's have a boxing match with Taehyungie-hyung💜

JK: Ayy come on, he's no match for me ha

11.

💜: 거울봐여 세상 유잼일 거예요

JK: 널 보는 게 더

💜: Take a look in the mirror, it'll be super fun

JK: Looking at you is even better

12.

💜: 산책하러 가세요.

JK: 귀찮!!!

💜: Go take a walk

JK: Can’t be bothered!!!

13.

💜: 오빠 오늘 운동했어?

JK: 어제요... 그래서 지금 힘들어요

💜: Oppa did you work out today?

JK: Yesterday... That’s why I’m having a hard time right now

14.

💜: 야 정국이 내 제안 안 보고 있구나... 농담이야 😂

JK: 농담 아닌듯

💜: So Jungkookie's really not looking at my suggestions huh...I'm joking

JK: I don't think you are

15.

💜: 대답 해

JK: 에?...

💜: Answer me

JK: Yes?...

16.

💜: 학교 숙제를 도와주다 ㅋㅋㅋ

JK: 도움 안 될 듯

💜: Help me with homework hahaha

JK: I probably wouldn't be of any help

17.

💜: 머지않아 염색을 할 건가요? 그냥 궁금해서.

JK: 아직 생각 없어요 ㅎ

💜: Will you be dyeing your hair soon? Just curious.

JK: I haven’t thought about it yet heh

18.

💜: 자신잇나 마

JK: 와 마 뜨겁네 니 자신있나?

💜: Ay yo you wanna go JK: Oh man things are heating up you wanna go?

(T/N: OP was using Satoori in a way that it seemed like they were looking to fight. Jungkook responded in kind.)

19.

💜: 대답하지 않아서 슬프다 😟

JK: 슬퍼하지 말아요

💜: I’m sad because you’re not replying 😟

JK: Don’t be sad

20.

💜: 사내맞선 정주행 !

JK: 이미 다 봤징

💜: Watch ‘Business Proposal’ !

JK: I already watched it alll

21.

💜: 볼링은 어때요?

JK: 헐 좋은데?...

💜: What about bowling?

JK: Ooh that sounds pretty good?...

22.

💜: 오빠가 말하는 대학 갈게요 말만 해줏세요.

JK: 본인이 하고 싶은대로 해야죠! 너의 킬은 네가 찾거라!ㅎ

💜: I'll go to the university you tell me to, just say the word

JK: You should do what you want! You need to find your own path!heh

23.

💜: 이제까지 시계를 먹으려고.? 😂

JK: 시계맛집...

💜: You’re still trying to eat clocks.? 😂

JK: Places to get tasty clocks…

(T/N: OP possibly used an online translator.)

24.

💜: 한국어 배워요! 저금 어려워요...

JK: 고마워요ㅜ

💜: I'm learning Korean! It's a little difficult…

JK: Thank youㅜ

25.

💜: 살을 빼고 싶은데 배고픈 건 어쩔 수 없어요. Hey jungkook 배고픔을 어떻게 참아

JK: 참치마요

💜: I want to lose weight but I can’t help being hungry. Hey jungkook how do you control your hunger pangs

JK: Tuna mayo*

(T/N: *The phrase ‘tuna mayo’ sounds similar to ‘don’t control it’ in Korean.)

26.

💜: 답장 안하면 삭발할게요

JK: 지금 이거 협박인데 거의

💜: If you don't reply I'm gonna shave my head

JK: This is pretty much blackmail right here

27.

💜: 정국 바나나우유나 치킨 고르자?

JK: 지금은 바나나

💜: Jungkook pick between banana milk and chicken?

JK: Right now, banana

28.

💜: 우짤래미

JK: 저짤래미

💜: so what

JK: ur face

(T/N: A meme in Korea that doesn't really mean anything. It is similar to the '~TV' or '~fridge' memes used previously.)

29.

💜: 오빠는 협박해야 답장해줘여..?ㅠㅠ 나지금 네번정도 보내는데 이것두 답장안해주면 나두 협박할거에요!❤️‍🔥

JK: ㅋㅋㅋㅋ 너무 많아서 그래요 이해해주세요..ㅜ

💜: Oppa, do I have to threaten you to get a reply..?ㅠㅠ This is about my fourth time sending you something, if you don't reply this either I'm going to threaten you too!❤️‍🔥

JK: Hahahaha it's because there are too many replies... Please understand.. ㅜ

30.

💜: 다이어트 잘하라고 한마디 해주세요ㅜ

JK: 다이어트 가보자고

💜: Please say something to encourage me on my dietㅜ

JK: Diet, let’s go get it

31.

💜: 미치도록 웃어줘 ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

JK: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅌㅋㅋ ㅌ ㅋ ㅌ ㅋ ㅌㅋㅌㅋㅌ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋ

💜: Laugh like crazy please hehehehe

JK: Hahahahahajahaha ja ha ja ha jahajahaja hahaha hahahahaha ha hahaha ha hahahaha hahahaha hahaha ha haha ha ja ha ha ha hahaha ha ha jajaha ha ha ha ha hahaha ha jajajajajajaha haha haha ha jaha hahaha ha hahaha

32.

💜: 턱걸이 500개

JK: 헐크도 못할 듯..?

💜: 500 chin-ups

JK: Even the Hulk probably couldn’t do that..?

33.

💜: 응~ 어쩔티비~ 저쩔티비~안물티비~안궁티비 ~뇌절티비~우짤래미~ 저짤래미~ 쿠쿠루빵뽕 지금 화났죠?

JK: 슉..슈..ㅅ..ㅅ..���..사랑행

💜 Yeah~ So what TV~ Ur face~ Didnt ask TV~ Don’t care TV~ Last one TV~ So what~ Ur face~ Lalalalala you’re mad aren’t you?  

JK: Swish..swish..s..s..Lo..Love you

(T/N: Both OP and JK’s answers are referencing a very popular SNL Korea sketch and recent Korean slang.)

34.

💜: 시력 200 vs IQ 200

JK: 후자

💜: 200 sight or 200 IQ

JK: The latter

35.

💜: Netflix에서 마이 네임을 시청하세요 🥊💜

JK: 마자 이것두 봐야하는데

💜: Watch ‘My Name’ on Netflix 🥊💜

JK: Oh right I need to watch that too

36.

💜: 왜케 완벽해♡^^

JK: 네가능

💜: Why are you so perfect♡^^

JK: You are heh

37.

💜: 넌 내꺼야 워워워워

JK: 워~ 워~

💜You’re mine Woawoawoawoa

JK:Woa~ Woa~

38.

💜: 오빠 하늘에서 떨어질 때 안 아프셨어요??ㅜ

JK: 좀 아팠는데 지금은 괜찮아요

💜: Oppa didn’t it hurt when you fell from heaven??ㅜ

JK: It hurt a little bit I’m fine now

39.

💜: 가을vs겨울?

JK: 겨울!!!

💜: Autumn vs winter?

JK: Winter!!!

40.

💜: 중딩 아들이 째려봄

JK: 같이 째려봐주세요

💜: My middle-school son is giving me dirty looks

JK: Do the same to him

41.

💜: 정국이 발아프니? 당신이 내 마음 속을 달리고 있기 때문에

JK: 어쩐지... 좀 욱신거리더라

💜: Jungkookie do your feet hurt? From running towards my heart?

JK: No wonder... It was aching a little

42.

💜: 나랑 라면 먹을래?

JK: 라면 먹고 갈래?

💜: Would you like to eat ramen with me?

JK: Do you want to come in for some ramen?

(T/N: Used in dating culture in Korea as a way of inviting someone in after a date, or even in general.)

43.

💜: 집 나간 정국이 단추 찾으러 가자 💜히히

JK: 들어오기만 해봐 아주 그냥

💜: Let’s go search for Jungkookie’s button who ran away from home💜 Heehee

JK: Just wait till you get home, hmph

44.

💜: 블루계열 vs 금발 염색할건데추천부탁!!!!!!!

JK: 블루우우우우우

💜: Blue highlights vs blond hair I’m going to dye my hair, please give me your recommendations!!!!!!!

JK: Bluuuuue

45.

💜: 여기 필리핀은 비가 ���니다☔️

JK: 저 비 좋아해요

💜: It’s raining here in the Philippines ☔️

JK: I like the rain

46.

💜: 라면?! nexflix and chill ..👀

JK: 요즘엔 고양이 보러 올래던데...등등

💜: Ramen?! Netflix and chill..👀

JK: I heard that these days it’s more like ‘do you wanna come in and see my cat’...hehe

47.

💜: 음 맛있다~

JK: 마트 다녀오셨나봐요?~ 호박고구마아아아!!!!!!!!!!!!

💜: Mhm, delicious~

JK: Guess you just came back from the supermarket?~ Pumpkin sweet potatooo!!!!!!!!!!!!

(T/N: Referencing a famous scene from the Korean sitcom, ‘High Kick’.)

48.

💜: 눈 vs 비 요거 둘 중에는?!

JK: 와.. 어렵다.. 이건 눈 비보다 눈을 만나기 더 힘드니까

💜: What about between these two, snow vs rain?!

JK: Wow.. That’s a tough one.. For this, I pick snow, because it’s harder to encounter snow.

49.

💜: 윤기야 나랑 결혼해줘

JK: 안녕하세요 윤기입니다?

💜: Yoongi-ah marry me

JK: Hello this is Yoongi?

50.

💜: 핸드크림 살건데 향 뭐 살까요?? 과일향? 정구기같은 머스크향?????!!!!!!!!!!??????

JK: 6시내고향

💜: I’m about to buy hand cream, but what scent should I get?? Fruity? Musky like Jungkook?????!!!!!!!!!!!!??????

JK: Hometown Report*

(T/N: *A pun, with TV programme ‘Hometown Report’, '6시내고향/Yeo-seot-si-nae-go-hyang' in Korean, wherein 'hyang/향' also means 'scent'.)

51.

💜: 방탄소년단의 노래 중 가장 좋아하는 노래는 무엇인가요?

JK: 어려워여...ㅠㅠ

💜 What is your favorite BTS song?

JK: That is too hard…ㅠㅠ

52.

💜: 당신은 크림 빵을 좋아합니까?

JK: 녜에에에

💜: Do you like custard buns?*

JK: Yesss

(T/N: A common bakery item in Korea that is essentially just bread stuffed with cream.)

53.

💜: 너는 네 어두운 세상에 빛이에요

JK: 너두요 ㅎ

💜: You are the light in my dark world

JK: You are too heh

54.

💜: 드립 불합격 입니다 ..

JK: 크... 죄송합니다 더 수련하겠습니다!

💜: These jokes are not making the cut ..

JK: Ah... I’m sorry I’ll practice harder!

55.

💜: 밤 vs 낮

JK: 밤 ㅎㅎ

💜: Night vs day

JK: Night hehe

56.

💜: 일렉트릭 기타를 치세요, 보고 싶어요

JK: 해보고 싶긴 했어요! 나중에?

💜: Please play the electric guitar, I want to see it

JK: I did want try it out! Next time?

57.

💜: 오빠......

JK: 왜.......

💜: Oppa……

JK: What……

58.

💜: 정국아 나 지금 아픈데 위로해줄래!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????😥😔

JK: 아프지마아아앙

💜: Jungkook-ah I’m in pain right now will you comfort me!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????😥😔

JK: Feel betteeeeeeeeeer

59.

💜: 정국 나 샤워하기 귀찮다요

JK: 원래 인간은 그런 것 같다요오

💜: Jungkook I can’t be bothered to take a shower right now.

JK: I think people are just inherently like that.

60.

💜: 아들.....

JK: 네......?

💜: Son…..

JK: Yes……?

61.

💜: 난 아름다운 해요?

JK: 네가 있어서 아름다운 해네요

💜: Am I beautiful?

JK: It is a beautiful year because you are here

(T/N: OP likely used an online translator to ask 'Am I beautiful'. This included the word '해', which among other things can mean 'year'.)

62.

💜: 「정말 싫어」 의 반대되는 말을 가르쳐 주세요

JK: 가짜 싫어?...

💜: Tell me the opposite of [I really hate it]

JK: I fakely hate it?...

63.

[Voice-only video] I’m going to go eat now. Bye~

[heywriters]

HALP, my characters think too much.

I've noticed that, during dialogue scenes, I tend to have characters think about what they're saying, what they're about to say, what they wish they could say, what they think the person they're talking to will reply and what they wish they'd reply instead... You see where I'm going with this.

The result is slow, syncopated dialogue where I repeat motivation over and over, thoroughly kill subtlety, and waste precious writing time typing stuff I'll end up deleting later anyway. And it's unrealistic to boot--nobody is that in tune with their subconscious.

Do you have any advice on how to curb this? Would writing only dialogue and relevant actions first, and then come back to insert the POV character's musings be a good strategy, in your opinion?

Not at all! This is good for you as the writer. It shows you are really analyzing the characters and leaving notes. Keep all that stuff in until the second draft, then either remove or replace them with actions and attributions. Personally, I would even save any lines that don't need to be in the story, but feel important for me to remember.

The only thing about this that can be a problem is if the dialogue cannot stand alone without all that introspection. It's still not a bad thing overall, but will take more time to rewrite or remove some dialogue.

Lastly, not every person in the world analyzes everything they are about to say or the motives of others. Some don't even have an inner monologue at all! Consider, should all of your characters be overly concerned with conversation? Are any of them only interested in hearing and approving of their own voice? Do any view conversation as a waste of time, and the less spoken the better?

You can definitely fix any issues this causes in your next draft. Gradually, after several drafts or several projects, you may naturally stop putting this commentary in as much.

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[mmtions]

re: your reply to schrödinger’s love confession: YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES! THAT IS IT EXACTLY!!!! 2/3 of the fic are Eddie and the readers slowly descending into madness, and Linda finding the whole thing extremely entertaining. and yes, whether they were or weren't together the whole time is left unclear, because who cares right, at until the epilogue when their one year anniversary is coming up and eddie realises he can't be sure when it is.

btw, i told myself i wouldn't do this today that id wait a few days but then i got another idea halp me the buddie mania has taken me

however, with the texas madness I got another fun working theory I’m going to call: FOOD IS THE FOOD OF LOVE! (because taking Shakespearean quotes and using them for my evil headcanon purposes gives me great pleasure)

basically, now after Texas, the floodgates are really truly open and eddie needs to cook for the ones he loves. so, does he go a little overboard, perhaps. but does he get a little over ambitious, going around and spouting his new personal motto “hey, if you can read the recipe, you can make the recipe” , maybe. look, eddie is an intense guy and if he's going to do something, he's gonna go all in. plus, you know what, when it comes to cooking, a little confidence and some trial and error go a long way and soon, he can use a pressure-cooker and a oven thermometer with the best of them.

and then christopher discovers the chocolate guy videos.

and then buck’s birthday is coming up.

and look, eddie isn’t an idiot. he knows that he isn’t anywhere near the level of skill of the chocolate guy. but it gives him an idea. it inspires him, ok. because surely, he should be able to make a birthday cake for buck from scratch. you know, as a thank you for all the times buck’s been there for him in the past year. not as a declaration of love or anything. there’s totally not a lot riding on the success of this. 

and after all, he is a firefighter, he works in extreme conditions every day of the week. how difficult can it really be to make gooey salted caramel for the filling, anyway.

okay listen thATs tHe ThING i'm SENSITIVE ABOUT. did you see that post like eddie cooking for his sisters aged 12 and then never again. god. everytime i think i'm over like five minutes of eddie content from yesterday it turns out i'm absolutely not. the tamales!!!

anyway yes. i absolutely believe eddie is a rigid recipe follower and does not trust his instincts at all. which actually makes him a better baker than cook technically, though he's getting better at both. it's maybe time to admit he's a control freak when he suddenly has thirteen different ways of checking the temperature of his oven. (I was going to list out the different treats he makes each of the 118 - AND CARLA HE MAKES LOTS OF GOODIES FOR CARLA because she deserves it i stg s6 better bring some appreciation for carla - but i hate baking with a passion and i'm in the uk so even if i could name some baked treats i bet they'll all be called different things anyway).

anyway yes he tries to bake for buck but like it's his narrative so in his head they're disasters. and he keeps foisting them off on various people (christopher's class has diabetes now after the fourth attempt) because they're terrible and not good enough. and literally everyone responds to him like "um eddie these were delicious what are u talking about" and he's like no not good enough. eddie control freak my beloved.

anyway eddie is still trying to perfect the recipe when Buck literally just finds some leftovers in the fridge and scarfs them down with absolutely no discrimination. and he's says they're delicious, with caramel stuck to his bottom lip, and eddie just has to kiss him - mostly because buck looks delicious, but also partly out of relief that he doesn't have to bake that recipe anymore.

(later eddie claims he successfully courted buck - buck privately thinks courting should involve a bit more than launching oneself around the kitchen table for a searing kiss, but he's not complaining)

[riddle-me-ri]

My first attempt at a Riddler x reader fic, halp

This is still a real REAL work in progress, but I am liking where it is going so far, and wanted to post what I had. I do plan on finishing this eventually, it’s only meant to be a one-shot anyway, but here’s a snippet! 

I just really wanted to post something too..so yeah there’s that 

Also this is more towards twojar! Riddler, it’s basically an alternate course of actions after he gets shot by Joker. 

“Care to explain how you got yourself in this situation?” 

“Riddle me this, in a tunnel of darkness lies a beast of iron. It can only attack when pulled back..what is it?”

“A bullet, yeah, you got shot. I get that. But why? By who? When you escaped?”

Despite having an open gunshot wound, Edward manages a chuckle. Quickly followed with a pained cough. You quickly applied more pressure as you continue tweezing for the slug in your significant other’s abdomen. 

“Far from it, my dear. In fact, the guards let me go...willingly.”

No matter what the situation, uncompromising or not, Edward always found a reason to give a smug smirk. You don’t even want to know what or how he pulled that off. 

“Still doesn’t answer my question, Eddie..” You point out.

At that moment, you manage to remove the bloody FMJ bullet. Your eyes grew wide, as Edward returns your expression with a content smile. There was your answer. 

“You visited the Joker I see...” You sigh as you place the bullet on the blood soak wash rag on the coffee table. 

“Very clever my darling. Indeed I visited our tormented clow-AH-”

“Sorry, just let me close this wound.” You are pretty pissed that he went to see Joker and not you as soon as he escaped, but as always with Ed, he had a logical explanation for everything he does. 

Nevertheless, his life is in your hands at the moment, and you knew you were one of the few if not the only one he trusted with his life. 

He needs to watch his next words...very carefully. At least as long as he didn’t want his wound to get infected...

“The Joker can’t laugh. It’s obvious, he has hit everything from theaters to comedy clubs and stand-up performances.”

“And that is your concern why?” You inquire as you start finishing the stitching.

You begin to grab to turn around to grab the bandages, but Edward grasped your wrists to prevent you from completing your task. 

“I went to him, to make an offer I thought he couldn’t refuse. I offered a solution. For us to team up against the Batman...”

“But instead he gave you a slug in the gut and bleeding out?” You continue to grab for the bandages, but he stops you again as he makes a stand, walking towards to bathroom. 

However, not without grabbing the scalpel you put out. 

“A misstep,” He replies, “but it doesn’t change anything, not my plans anyway...”

“And what exactly is this plan of yours, Eddie?” You ask.

Riddle me this, what is crazier? A murderous humorless clown or a man with a penchant for solving every and any problems, to the point to were he wants to help said murderous humorless clown..?

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

ALEXANDER ‘TIG’ TRAGER x READER ⨟ PROMPT

@lucillewinchester asked: Hi! My name is Carmen. I'm new to tumblr. I recently discovered your stories and I love it. I love sons of anarchy. Could you write an imagine about Chibs Telford or Tig Trager with numbers 87 and 42? Although the truth has been difficult for me to decide, almost all of them seemed very interesting to me. P.D: English is not my first language, sorry if there is an error :)

Prompts:

42. “I can’t watch you with another man/woman”.

87. “Put on my kutte”.

WARNINGS: NSFW, SMUT

Word Count: 1.6k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford ✨

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. Gif isn't mine, credits to the author.

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You have a goofy smile installed on your lips, crossing the crowded yard to the clubhouse. All that you can see are Sons of Anarchy everywhere, and even if you see them like your family, you're going right to the SOA meeting room where the boys must be to talk to them about your date night. It was really amazing. You met John at the hospital, when he came with an allergic reaction to peanuts, and after all he asked you for a dinner. The restaurant was on point, as your outfit and your companion. And you can't wait to tell it to Jax, Chibs and Tig.

But when you enter into the club, you didn't expect that scene. The inside is fully empty. There are broken stools all around, alcohol of all kinds spilled on the ground, as if a battle had happened there. Jax comes out from the hallway to the dorms, snorting with a cigar in his lips.

“Hey… Wha—”.

“You should go to talk with Tig. I beg you, (Y/N)”.

You don't say anything else, nodding just one time biting your lip ashamed for something you don't even understand. The president takes your jacket and your bag, before continuing your steps to the specific bedroom. Knocking it, you enter without waiting for an answer, finding Tig sitting in a corner with his knees curled against his chest and a bottle of whisky in his bloody left hand.

You don't doubt, running towards him and squatting to have the bottle and put it away, so damn worried that you can barely breathe. Pulling down your long hair behind your ears, you cup his cheeks in your hands.

“Hey, hey, Tig. Look at me… What happened?”

The man raises his face covered too by his own blood, mixed with the tears falling down of his eyes. He shakes his head, freeing himself from your grip, crying as a scared child.

“Tig, please… Talk to me…” Begging him and narrowing his knees, you try to call his attention too desperate.

“I… I just… Please, leave”.

“No, I'm not leaving, Alexander”. You say firmly, forcing him to look at you again. “What happened, my tiger?”

“I can't watch… you with another man”. He finally says, after some long second in holy silence.

You swallow hard, licking your lower lip, understanding why he has been so distant with you the last week, and why he's suffering like that.

“I love you… I didn' want to see it, but I really do”.

“Why you… Didn't want to?”

“'Cause I'm a fucking pariah. I can't offer you anything good. And that… fucking ‘Johnny boy’ can give you the world”.

Stretching his hand, he grabs back the bottle to have a long drink, until the whisky rips his throat making him cough. Drowning with his own cry, you sigh, taking it off again, getting up to step out of the room without any words pronounced. Chibs intercepts you as soon as you close the door, knowing that you probably would like to fix up that silly man.

“Call me if ya need halp'”.

“I don't want anyone jumping around here”.

“At your command, lass”. He replies back, offering you the medical kit, at the exact moment you hear a big glass colliding to the door at your back. Probably, the bottle. “Go'head, tiga' tamer”.

Rolling your eyes, you don't say anything because you know this is kinda your fault. Turning over your sneakers you come in again. Tig looks at you somewhat confused, getting up with some difficulties and having to support a hand on the wooden wall. You leave your eyes fall to your feet, lifting up one a little to find the glass pieces on the floor. Taking a deep breath, expelling it by your nose, you close the door pointing to the bed to make him know that you want him to sit on it. He does without complaining, resting his forearms on his lap.

Opening his legs, you place your body kneeling among them. You wet a piece of cotton in peroxide to clean the blood on his face, looking for the wounds. One under his left eye, on the cheek. And another cutting his upper lip by a side.

“I'm sorry… I didn' want to ruin your night, my sunshine”

“You didn't, Tig. And don't move”. You demand rolling your eyes, grabbing the stitches to cover the gaps.

“But…”

“No, Alexander”. You growl, supporting your arms on his leg to get up. “Who the fuck said I want the world? 'Cause no one asked me”.

The man bow his head because of the truth in your words. Yes, John looks like a good guy. But he? He's all that you really want. Maybe he's not a very sane man, but what he does, he does it with passion. Sometimes he looks like the typical rider that the only things he cares about is to fuck, and to drink. But, even if people around you don't see it, he has a golden heart.

“What if I just want a mechanic? What if I want a… pariah to break into our house at three in the morning, with a bag full of… guns or whatever? Did you ask me?”

“No”. He replies confused, raising his eyes. “Do you love me?”

“That… wasn't the question I was waiting for”. You say upping both eyebrows, picking up the medical stuff to leave it on the desk. “But, yes. I do”.

You can't even finish to turn yourself, when he takes two strides to reach you, colliding your mouth with his in an awkward kiss. And the time looks like it goes so fast that you get somewhat dizzy. He undresses himself, as you're doing it, so desperate to feel your nudity against the other, pushing him to the bed.

“Put on my kutte, I wanna see you wearing it”. He asks you grabbing it from the floor.

And you do. You wear it, before Tig lifts you up in his arms laying you down on the bed. As soon as he's on top of you with a simple move of his pelvis, Alexander digs his hard cock inside you, making you moan loud and clear his name. He sinks his face in your neck growling because of the pleasure of your pussy narrowing his erection.

“God… It feels better than I've been dreaming, my sunshine”. He mutters with a weak thread of voice. “So warm, so wet…”.

“Only for you, my tiger”. You sigh, curling a leg around his lower back, pushing him deeper, taking your time to enjoy your tightness. “I want you to fuck me hard, please… I need you, Tig… You don't know how much”.

“As much as I do”. He cries out, thrusting you again losing his control.

His waist moves faster than you can handle with, pounding you once and again, drinking his shaky breathing with his mouth pressing yours. A constant push that makes you feel plenty full. Complaining when he goes back, and whimpering when he hits you again. And probably you won't last long, but enough for him to mark his territory on your body.

His tongue explores your neck with curiosity, finding the perfect place to draw a pinky bruise on. His lips suck gently your skin, contrary to the furious lunges that fill your wetted pussy with no regrets. You look so good in his kutte, knowing that you're really the one for him, too anxious to show you that fact.

“Fuck, my sunshine…” He grunts with closed eyes, supporting his hands on the headboard, pounding you harder as you turn your moans into screams begging him for being more rough. “You got it… baby, you got it…”

And when you think it's impossible, he starts to hit your soul, so hard that it almost hurts you. But the pleasure is so intense that you don't want him to stop, only to turn you, leaving you on top of his body. And now, you're riding him. You ride him as fast as you can, sobbing too pleased when Tig slaps your ass, with rings included. He's going to leave his mark all around your body and that only excites you more. One of his hands gets nailed on your ass, while he uses the thumb of the other to rub your clit, running you out of air about to fall because of the orgasm shaking your body.

“Shit, Alexander!” You moan arching your back and spreading your legs for him, going somewhat deeper.

“Don't stop, my sunshine… Don't stop”. He begs you slapping again your ass, raising his hand to your throat making you lean on him. “Make me cum, baby…”

You nod biting his lower lip, with your pelvis crashing against his, until his breathing becomes inconstant and hectic. He fills you, flooding the room with a throaty snarl, feeling the heat that emanates from his cock spilling inside you for some long seconds that make you touch the sky. You fall exhausted on his chest, chuckling because you're just two idiots that have been wasting a valued time being able to spend it like this.

“Call ‘Johnny boy’ and tell him to fuck off”. He laughs holding you between his arms, infecting you so easy. “My sunshine… I don' wanna live without you”.

“Look at that… I didn' know you could be this romantic, Trager…”

“Really?” He raises both eyebrows, before rolling his eyes. “You will see, baby… You will see”.

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

I forgive NOTHING!!!!! bc there is nothing to forgive aside from you being so cute ur gonna make me COMBUST!! oh no all my uwus i seem to have dropped them.. they've fallen and can't get up uwaahh life alert pls-

[lemonlushff-iy]

Inspired by @thunderpot​‘s BEAUTIFUL art...I’m working on a birthday present for her. I have an outline. I’m 50 pages in. I’m powering through this like no other and it’s been a BLAST. 

I can’t keep calling it Atlantis though, or else the name is going to stick...So...I need help. 

Kagome and Sango are scientists and treasure hunters, looking for a new clean energy source. Kagome’s hair-brained idea? Let’s find Atlantis! Little does she know the world she’s about to fall into... (horrible summary but I’ll deal with that later)

Unedited excerpt below!! 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Kagome paused, adjusting the strap on her purse as she looked up from the trashcan. It was a lovely day - the salty ocean air filled her nostrils and the warm sun caressed her tanned skin of her exposed back. A gentle breeze ruffled her midnight tresses, and she nervously tucked a strand behind her ear. His accent was thick and indiscernible. Not quite Greecian...but...something more. Mysterious.

“Excuse you?” she replied, confused by the man before her. Long, thick, inky hair…deep, cerulean eyes with just a fleck of gold in the left iris. His body was lean - his muscles ropey, as if he were an experienced swimmer. 

Made sense given that this was an island over a hundred miles away from Santorini. Nothing but vivid blue seas for miles. 

She had been getting lunch with her fellow colleague, researcher, and best friend, Sango, when this man just…Came up to her out of nowhere!

“That dive you’re planning to do with your friend,” he continued, his eyes serious. “You shouldn’t do it.”

“Were you listening in on us?” she replied, incredulously as she took a step back, away from him. 

“Kinda hard to not,” he shrugged dismissively. “You’re rather loud.”

“Excuse you?” she repeated, trying to not let him grate her nerves. She didn’t know who the hell he thought he was, but he had no right telling her what she could or couldn’t do. And, on top of that…how fucking rude is it to…to…eavesdrop on a random stranger’s conversation and then snidely comment on how loud they are! 

“You won’t find it,” he continued, unperturbed. “You think you’re the first ones to come here looking for Atlantis? Hardly,” he scoffed. “You should just go home.”

“Yeah?” she bit back, now more than a little annoyed with this rude stranger. “And what makes you so sure we won’t?”

He just smirked and turned away from her. 

“Just am. Go home while you still can, Kagome.”

“That sounds like a threat,” she yelled after him as he started walking away.

He paused, looking over his shoulder back at her. 

“Not a threat. A warning. Take your friend and go home.”

***

“Take your friend and go home,” Kagome mumbled under her breath, slipping a tank top over her head as she thought back to earlier that day. 

“Still upset, huh?” Sango commented, an amused smile tugging at the corners of her lips. 

“You weren’t there Sagno,” Kagome bit back as her friend squeezed a dab of toothpaste out onto the dry bristles of her frayed toothbrush. “He was so...cocky...and... condescending! And! And! He was listening long enough to know not only my name, but also the fact that we’re looking for Atlantis!”

Sango just rolled her eyes, allowing her friend to rant about this mystery man as she brushed her upper teeth, watching Kagome’s arms wave around animatedly as she retold the story. Again. For the tenth time. 

Kagome watched her friend pull her hair around to the side of her neck, leaning over the sink to spit the white foam of her toothpaste into it. “You’re obsessing,” Sango finally replied, pointing her toothbrush at her friend. “Men have, and always will, be condescending to us. We’re treasure hunters, Kagome. Not teachers. This is a male dominated field. They are always going to look down on us. Why do you suddenly care what this one random guy thinks?”

“I don’t care what he thinks!” She shot back, pulling her hair into a bun at the top of her head. I’m just...pissed at him! He doesn’t know us and he’s just...just assuming that we can’t do it? Who the hell does he think he is!”

“No one,” Sango sighed. “He’s a no one you are spending way too much time and energy on. Forget him,” she encouraged, beginning to brush her teeth until a thought struck her. “Do you like him?” she gasped, her words coming out garbled as she spoke around the toothbrush hanging limply from her mouth.

“O-of course not!” Kagome sputtered, brushing off her friend. “He was rude, and condescending and--”

“--And attractive and you haven’t stopped talking about him like...once since you got back. I think you have a thing for assholes,” Sango smirked and Kagome reached out, grabbing a damp towel off the rack and threw it at the other woman. Sango just laughed and caught it, chasing after Kagome as she stomped out of the cramped bathroom into their small room, turning on the fan. Even at night, the humid air clung to them like a sticky sap. 

“I do not have a thing for assholes!”

“Yeah? Then what word would you use to describe Hojo?”

Kagome was silent for a beat before snapping back, “cheater. I would describe him as a cheater.”

“So...Asshole?”

Kagome just glared back at her friend, her ire raising with each passing second. 

“Listen, Kags...Don’t let this guy get in your head. You’re a smart, strong, determined woman. We’ve ignored nay sayers all our lives. Why stop now?”

“I know,” she sighed, thinking back to the serious look in the mystery man’s hauntingly blue eyes...All blue, except for that one, beautiful fleck of gold. She wondered why he had it...Genetics? 

Sango was right. 

She was spending far too much time focusing on this guy when she should be getting sleep. 

***

“Fuck!” Kagome swore, sitting back down on the bench in the small boat they had rented, next to Sango, peeling out of her wetsuit. The sun had almost set, the last warm rays of light nearly hidden beyond the horizon. “I thought we would find more out there than that…”

Sango handed her friend a towel, raking her fingers through her hair to work out the knots in her long black tresses. 

“Bad dive again ladies?” their skipper, Miroku, asked in his thick Grecian accent. They would have preferred to have done this without him, but unfortunately...he came with the boat. 

“Yeah. I’m disappointed too,” Sango bemoaned, nodding as Kagome stood, running the terrycloth towel over her wet body. Her skin puckered, turning into gooseflesh as a breeze swept over the ocean water, caressing her body. 

“I’m not giving up hope yet. Everything we have researched so far has told us that the gate should be here.”

“I know,” Sango sighed. “Hey...did...did that place kinda give you chills?”

“Chills?” Kagome pressed, raising her leg onto the bench to dry it.

“Yeah...I don’t know Kags...I just...I felt watched down there. I know it’s crazy, but I swear I felt like something was watching our every move. Maybe we should...just...move on to the next site. The place is so creepy anyways…”

Kagome just rolled her eyes. That place? Creepy? And what would be watching them? Fish? She loved her friend dearly, but Sango was overreacting. It was a little unsettling looking around ruins, sure…but she didn’t think for one second that it was creepy. Besides...They had planned to spend two more days exploring the area before moving onto the next spot.

“Nonsense,” she soothed, tossing the towel back to her friend. “It’s nothing we haven’t seen a hundred times before. Our permit is good for a few more days...I think we should stick with the plan. Head back first thing in the morning. Maybe breathing in all that air from the tanks got to you? I feel it in my bones, Sango. This is the place. I just know it!”

Sango shot her an uncertain look, but just shook her head as Miroku moved inside the cabin, reappearing a second later with a bottle of champagne and three flutes. 

“Enough of this! You are starting your adventure!” he grinned. “Why don’t we pop some champagne in celebration? What do you say ladies? It’s a perfect night to drink a little bubbly at sunset! We can all get to know each other better, since we will be spending quite a bit of time together,” he finished cheekily. 

Sango just narrowed her eyes at the man, and told him they were not interested in drinking at the moment. Instead, she sent him to turn on the ignition and begin the trip home. She hoped they could make it back before the sky completely blackened. 

“Hey,” Kagome soothed when they were alone again. “I promise...two more days. I’ll be with you the whole time. Everything will be fine. It always is, right?”

“Yeah,” she sighed, still unable to shake the eerie feeling that they were being watched. 

Little did she know how right she was...nor did she notice the black haired head poking out of the waves, watching the unwelcome explorers pull away from the sight. Keen, blue eyes narrowed as they disappeared from sight, a single golden fleck glimmering in the last rays of light. 

That’s it for now...Hopefully it’s enough to spark some ideas?!

It was supposed to be a one shot. Then I wanted to keep it under 60 pages. Then 100. Now I just want it to stay under 130 pages. I’m already 50 pages ( 17478 words) in...I should stop pretending I can keep things short. 

ART:

https://thunderpot.tumblr.com/post/617420192100827136

https://thunderpot.tumblr.com/post/617850310848872448/idk-kags-i-felt-watched-down-there-maybe-we

PLZ HALP GUYS I SUCK SO HARD AT TITLESSSSSSSS AND YALL CAME UP WITH A WORTHY SACRIFICE LAST TIME WHICH IS DOPE AF!

[viperbranium]

I love your tags on all things seb males me smile and drool every time haha

well, he makes me smile and drool every time, so I’m happy to hear my tag rambling is managing to convey that XD

[nightowlfandom]

Katsuki Bakugou- Cruel Prankster (Part 1)

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YOU GUYS I’M SICK!!! WHAT IS THIS TOMFOOLERY, SEND HALP

Leggo!

....

You were perhaps the most adorable thing anyone has ever had the pleasure of speaking to. You were happy-go-lucky and always had a smile on your face no matter what mood everyone seemed to be in. It wasn’t an act or a fake-out, it’s just who you were.

As weird as it seemed, no one ever saw you sad or saw you cry. It was refreshing to see such a positive person everywhere.

“Good Morning Izuku!” You skipped past your green haired friend. “Looking good champ!”

“Hi Y/N-Chan!” Izuku waved to you as you practically hopped down the halls.

“Hiya Shoto!” you waved to the half and half haired cool guy.

“Hello Y/N.”

You proceeded to walk down the halls, saying hello to everyone you passed by who welcomed you with a smile.

“Looking good Iida!” You called.

“And a very good morning to you Y/N!!”

“Oh so you aren’t gonna say hello to me?!?!” an obnoxious voice ripped through the air making you stop. You turned around and saw the ticking time-bomb that was Bakugou.

“..Hi.” you shyly smiled , before turning back around.

“Can you believe her!!!” Bakugou barked as Kirishima walked up shaking his head.

“Maybe she just doesn’t like you” He laughed.

“It’s not that far fetched. Y/N is nice to everyone, except for you Bakugou.”

“I DON’T REMEMBER ASKING YOU, DEKU!” Bakugou barked in response. “Hm, I’ll teach that brat to be rude to me! I’LL SHOW HER!”

“How exactly do you plan on doing that? No one exactly has a vendetta against Y/N.” Todoroki commented watching you pay close attention to a stray weed flower that another student was showing you.

“Shut up! I know what I’m doing!” he barked in reply, glaring as you walked up to a group of girls who seemed to welcome you the same as the other students.

What was so great about you anyways?! Why did everyone like you!?!?!? Hell if he knew.

...

You stopped by your locker to get something. “Leave it to me to forget.” you shook your head. Iida had given you a folder of extra papers from that time you were absent and you forgot to give them back to him. You were about to open the locker when Izuku came rushing up to you, looking like he had something super important to say.

“Y/N!!” Izuku ran up. “Good you’re still here!”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” you raised an eyebrow. "Did you need help with something?”

“No! It’s Kacchan!” he breathed. “He’s planning something!”

“Like what?” you replied, closing the tiny locker door.

Suddenly, something fell on your head, something liquid and very gross smelling. You froze in place as everyone turned to look at you also in shock. You clothes were soaked in this mystery fluid and you could tell from the smell of it that it wasn’t something that probably shouldn’t be on you. You stared at your hands and clothes in shock, looking around and wondering who would have done this.

“Like that.” Izuku frowned, realizing he was too late. You both looked up and saw something rigged right above your head.

You suddenly heard Bakugou’s howling laughter roar throughout the hall as he pointed at you.

“HOW’S THAT FOR A HELLO” He kept laughing, despite not noticing how everyone else wasn’t.

Whatever you were covered in stank to high heavens and the fumes felt like they were stinging your eyes. If whatever you were covered in got into your eyes, you definitely might have been blinded. No one had ever seen you frown before, but it was definitely a heartbreaking sight. They would never question their curiosity again because it was exactly as they thought it would be.

Heart-shattering.

You looked up an Bakugou who was still laughing when a sob ripped through your throat, causing him to freeze along with everyone else. The frown on your face said everything, you didn’t find his joke to be very funny.

“Are you crying?” he asked lowly. “Are you really crying right now?!! IT WAS A JOKE, DUMMY!”

You covered your face with your hands and just stood there sobbing your eyes out. You had never been more embarrassed in your life. You continued crying while Bakugou went on about how you were one of those girls who didn’t know how to take a joke. You looked up at Bakugou, now more angry than sad.

“WHAT DID I EVER DO YOU YOU!?!’ you had trouble getting out the words. “DO YOU HATE ME THAT MUCH! IS MY EXISTENCE THAT MUCH OF AN INCONVENIENCE TO YOU...YOU” You tried to find the words to say. “...YOU GLORIFIED ATOMIC BOMB FROM HELL!” You continued to sob. Instantly, you pushed past him and ran as far as you could. You couldn’t help but choke on your own breaths as you slammed the doors behind you.

Everyone looked out the window and noticed that as you ran down the sidewalk, the flowers around you began wilting and dying.

Soon, everyone’s attention was turned to Bakugou.

“Well, you got the reaction you wanted. I hope it was worth it Bakugou.” Todoroki shook his head.

“Geez.” Izuku commented, watching as Uraraka, Mina, and Momo chased after you, each calling for you. “You didn’t have to be so mean.”

“SHUT UP DEKU!” Bakugou growled in response.

“Hey, I gotta go with him on this one. You messed up, man.” Kirishima shook his head.

...

You walked through the halls the next day staring down at your feet, you didn’t look up at anyone, you didn’t talk to anyone, you just walked. No one dared try to approach you, or even say a word. Your little show yesterday still had everyone shaken up.

“Well what do we have here!?”

A certain voice ripped through the hall.

“Is Y/N, the little sensitive brat still mad at me?” Bakugou laughed. You stayed quiet. “Hey! I’m talking to you.”

“Leave me alone.” you mumbled.

“What?!” Bakugou replied.

“...You heard me. I said leave me alone.” you tried to walk past him, but he blocked your way.

“What if I don’t want to!?” he challenged.

“.....”you turned the opposite way and decided that ,maybe a detour would get him off your back.

...

“Here.” A lunch box was thrown in front of you.

You had been avoiding Bakugou for three days, so you were surprised when he finally found you in an empty classroom.

‘What’s this?”

“I haven’t seen you eat lunch in four days, take it and eat it.” he demanded like a stern parent. “Your quirk could suffer if you aren’t well fed.”

“Why do you care? You insult my quirk every chance you get.” you mumbled, opening the box. You were welcomed (and surprised) by all your favorite foods in the box. Almost as if he knew exactly what you liked in and out. But it’s not like Bakugou took his time to ask around and demand from your friends to know your favorite places to hide or favorite things to eat, that would be stupid!...right?

“I don’t. I just don’t need you slowing me down just because you aren’t caring for yourself.” he replied. “So sit down and eat...and..I guess I’m sorry about that prank.”

“You guess?!” you repeated in shock. “Let me guess, Izuku got in your head and convinced you to try and wave some stupid white flag to get me to forgive you?” you spat. “Or did Iida threaten you or something?”

Bakugou hid his surprise, he never heard you speak in that tone before. Your voice was usually happy sounding and giggly, this side of you could even freeze over a volcano.

“No!” he retorted. “It’s just seeing you cry over something so little is ridiculous that I figure that-...you’re crying again!!?!” he growled, seeing you sniff.

“It wasn’t a joke to me.” you turned away, wiping your eyes. “Why are you so mean to me?”

“Because...you’re so nice to everyone that it could get you into trouble!” he fired back. “Plus you never treat ME with the same respect.”

“Because my first day here, I tried to say hi to you and you laughed in my face.” you said sheepishly. “Then you said that if I thought I was worthy if being your friend then I was mistaken.” you recalled your very first day back then.

“Well WHY DID YOU LET ME GET IN YOUR HEAD THEN?!” he exploded again, crossing his arms. “I’m not that much of a monster...plus...you aren’t...completely useless.”

He would never compliment your quirk, ever. He wouldn’t compliment anybody’s and you weren’t any different...but he had to admit...you were pretty good at what you were able to do.

“and...y-you aren’t a complete worthless person” he mumbled.

“Huh?” you were confused. “Do you hate me or like me because you’re starting to confuse me now!” you whined.

“God-damnit! Do I have to do everything?!” he snapped. Before you knew it, Bakugou put his hands on both your shoulders and kissed you suddenly. To keep you from pulling away, his hands moved to your cheeks, gently caressing each side of your face.

He pulled away to find you looking as if you just saw a ghost. You could only pray he didn’t see the way your face was heating up like a tea kettle.

“N-now stop being sad and dreary! You look...nice when you smile.” he snapped, mumbled the last part.

“I do?” you raised an eyebrow. “I thought you hated me?”

“I do! I mean...I don’t! I mean..ARGH!” he seethed. “SHUT UP!”

“I didn’t say anything!” you pouted!

“ARGH!” Bakugou kissed you again, this time wrapping his arms around your waist. You were taken aback when one of his hands gingerly held onto the back of your head. Not knowing what you were doing, you gently held onto his shirt collar returning his affections.

Bakugou must have come to his senses before he pulled away from you, inhaling sharply as if he was almost drowning.

“Uh....eat your f-food stupid. I’m not leaving until that box is empty.”

Wordlessly you sat down and Bakugou pulled up a chair and sat across from you, both of you thinking the exact same thing.

What. the. hell. just happened...and why did you like it so much?

[paganinpurple]

Ok, I need help! Do you think you or your followers can help me? I was reading a fic that Marinette gets injured while transformed, but she loses her lucky charm on the siene, detransforms in an alley and Chat shows up looking for Ladybug and that’s all I got to read before the Tumblr app crashed and closed out of blue! It was really good and I’d like to finish it, please halp

I don’t personally remember reading this one, but if someone else does could you please reply or reblog with the title or where to find it, or a link or something please???