#([my beloved friend cici])

[selfshippinglover]

So I honestly like the idea of Sober making a friend. I feel like she convinced him to wear that sweater only if he could pick her out a Halloween costume ^^ the asks will be answered soon but I wanted to draw this for you first!

[alesbianwholikesvillains]

What's your favorite body part on your f/o to leave kisses on? Which body part of yours do they like to kiss? ~Victoria

OOOOOOOOOOO super good question 👀👀👀

I’ll keep the more inappropriate answers private since I have some mutuals on here who are minors, BUT one of my favorite places to kiss her are definitely on her cheeks and on the bridge of her nose. Her whole face is SO kissable and I absolutely adore it 🥹

And she’s a tad taller than me, so of course I’ve gotten a shitload of forehead kisses GDGSHDGDH but she also really loves to kiss my knuckles and wrists since they’re usually pretty fatigued from drawing and such :’) 💕

[fbfh]

could leo valdez please sit my exams for me i am literally desperate at this stage my dear tumblr user friend fbfh

yes yes he absolutely can Cici my beloved. the second Leo gets even a hint that you're stressing about exams, he won't hesitate to take them for you. in spite of what he thought for a long time, he's actually really good at school. He's good at homework and math and studying. if you need help studying especially stem stuff????? Leo is your GUY. he actually somehow makes studying effective AND fun????? it's honestly impressive. it doesn't even feel like you're studying with him, it just feels like you're playing a trivia game or something. it's literally insane. he'll have you laughing so much you have to try not to giggle during your actual exams. plus all the inside joeks and good memories you form while studying somehow helps you retain the material even more. and after????? he'll so suprise you with snacks and movies and trash reality tv or your favorite shows to give your brain a break. you'll cuddle and eat snacks while he plays with your hair and peppers you with kisses and tells you how smart you are and how good you did. it almost makes you wish you could take more exams. words of affirmation king.

[marshmallowloves]

HELLO CICI MY BELOVED PLEASE ANSWER 📆Calendar and 🕯️Candle for Koci my beloved 🥺

~ @princess-hope-selfships 💖

Doing this for BOTW/TOTK Koci (rather than ALBW/PH Koci) cause I think I've fleshed her out the most asjfhsjg (and...also I think that's the version you meant anyway fjdhfj) Also hi yes hello my lovely friend I'm sorry this is late and also long af but you unlocked the BOOK OF KOCI so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

🕯️Candle: Do you/your self-insert have a secret? If so, what is it and why do they keep it to themselves? Is it dark and mysterious or something small, yet impactful?

Koci's a pretty open book about most things... Her only true secret is one that even she doesn't fully understand. Ever since Link pulled the Master Sword and she started travelling with him, an infrequent but recurring nightmare began to ail her.

It started as a very simple premise - she would find herself in a dark stone and dirt corridor somewhere underground, locked behind bars in some sort of prison cell. She would hear the anguished screams and cries of other people further away, but couldn't see who or where they came from.

As time passed and the calamity drew near - and especially when she and the champions camped nearer to places infected with malice - the nightmares became more frequent and detailed. She would see someone who looked very similar to herself in the cell across from her. Faceless Hylian soldiers began to patrol the corridor and would sometimes drag that person away and out of sight. Eventually the soldiers would taunt Koci through the bars and take her away, though she always woke up before she could see where - and often did so gasping for air or crying out in her native Kokiri language.

Though it was obvious that she was having these nightmares, Koci was always too afraid to tell anyone what they were about - especially on the rare occasion that the faces of the soldiers would become those of her friends. Rina was the only one who knew for quite some time, but even she couldn't say much about why it was happening. Koci had always suspected that it was either a vision of the past or an omen of the future, but it wasn't until Link and Zelda first explored beneath Hyrule Castle that Koci realized there actually was a connection - the screams that only she could hear down there were the same ones from her dreams. Even then, she still never told anyone - even when the nightmares became less frequent before the Upheaval, or when they started coming back the closer they stayed near Gloom that had spawned after.

It would only be after Zelda's return following the defeat of the Demon Dragon that Koci would feel safe in revealing exactly what her nightmares were about. With Link and Zelda promising to keep her safe, they would explore below the castle a second time so that Koci might finally put those suspicions to rest...

📆Calendar: What was the most special day to date for yourself/self-insert? It could be anything!

Because of how long she's lived already, Koci has a lot of moments and memories that are particularly special to her, and it's hard for her to pick a favorite.

There was of course the day she was paired with her guardian and closest friend in the world, Rina. By Kokiri standards, Koci had really only just been born, knowing next to nothing about the world around her, but Rina was there to answer every question and curiosity she had. It seemed like she knew everything about...everything, from how things were made to history and customs across different cultures and anything in between. Koci never questioned how Rina knew so much, and to this day she has no idea that her guardian fairy is much, much more than meets the eye... but they're inseparable all the same.

There was also the day she learned that Link returned her feelings, even though their individual duties meant they had to wait a while. Over several years since meeting him, she got to see more of what he was really like beyond his role as a knight and grew to adore it quite a lot, but she worried that his job would keep him from ever seeing her as more than a travelling companion. So naturally she was overjoyed when he proved her wrong and told her that he actually felt pretty similar - he also wondered if she really wanted to be as close to him as it seemed, or if that was just because she was sworn to the blade he carried. And even before that, she seemed sort of intimidated by the fact that his role was so important, so it came as a pleasant surprise to both of them that they actually had feelings for each other.

Then there were moments, as the calamity inched closer, where she and Zelda would act more as friends. Initially, Koci was intimidated by the Princess' role and status, similar to how she first felt about Link. And in the beginning, she didn't understand why Zelda seemed to hold such disdain for her. But when she later learned that it was for the same reason the Princess initially felt contempt for Link - because he was able to fulfill his role when she couldn't - Koci and Zelda began to understand one another more. Koci also didn't feel very confident about her role - it was given to her as something she just had to do, and made her feel like more of an accessory than a person among her companions. The moments when Zelda would come around and the two would share stories and laugh with each other helped Koci feel more welcome in the place she was supposed to be.

Then there came the point when she and Link decided to settle in his home in Hateno Village after Ganon's defeat. It was the first time after they'd admitted their feelings for each other that they could finally rest and spend true quality time together. It wasn't something either of them ever expected to want when they were younger, but after everything they went through over the previous years, it was special to each of them.

But the most important day (or days, rather) for Koci, whether she realized it at the time or not, was when Link came to claim the Master Sword - both the first and second time. For a few years prior to the first, she had been preparing for the moment the hero would appear to claim the blade she had guarded all this time, but she had no idea just how much of her life it would change. Getting to know Link both as a knight and as a person, going from a sheltered and simple life in the forest to experiencing the vast and unfamiliar kingdom of Hyrule, doing so alongside the Champions and getting involved with the royal family, making new friends in all of them... All of these things not only opened her eyes to a world outside the one she grew up in, but also allowed her to live and mature within it - something that, from what little she knew of her own race's history, no Kokiri had ever been able to do before.

[theroyalthrones]

Behind the Scenes | The Soiree |Capri, Orillia

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Translation:

Mi Amada. (My Beloved)

Mi amor, te invitaré a algo especial esta noche. (My love, I'll treat you to something special tonight.)

~Transcript~

FRANCESCA ORTEGA We're late, Lea. LEANDRA ORTEGA I thought you said this wasn't important. Clearly there's someone you want to impress. FRANCESCA ORTEGA I just- Don't want to make a bad impression. Let's go. LEANDRA ORTEGA Damn, this place is nice. FRANCESCA ORTEGA You should see the palace it- Doorbell rings Shh! *Laughter from inside. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI *Laughing* Nona, I'll kill you for saying that. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Oh! Hello… And you are? FRANCESCA ORTEGA Franc- LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Francesca! Come in, Luc has told me so much about you! FRANCESCA ORTEGA Hope it was good things. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI No, not all good things. FRANCESCA ORTEGA … LEANDRA ORTEGA Whispering What'd you do? FRANCESCA ORTEGA SHHH!! Setting change, in living room with group of people. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Everyone, meet the Ortega sisters! Francesca and … FRANCESCA ORTEGA Leandra. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Leandra Ortega! Show them we don't bite, yes?

WINONA DE'ASTURIAS Our honeymoon ended in Manceras. You can't imagine how beautiful it was, Right Bas? BASTIEN DE'LABANDEIRA Not as beautiful as you, Mi Amada. (My Beloved) WINONA DE'ASTURIAS Mi amor, te invitaré a algo especial esta noche. (My love, I'll treat you to something special tonight.) LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Ugh, Get a room Nona! A SAD LOOK ON KAIS FACE WINONA DE'ASTURIAS Don't be sad, Lala. You'll fall in love soon. LILLIAN BRASWELL Love is overrated. VANYA BLANCHARD Your just jealous, Lorraine. Being married is a gift. Right, Maxon? MAXON GATTILUSIO Don't bring me into this, Vanya. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI I'm not drunk enough to listen to this yet.

KAINALU ALANA I vote we change the subject. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Thank you, someone agrees with me. WINONA DE'ASTURIAS Kai always agrees with you. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Nona… I have a… Guest. GUESTS NAME No- it's alright, Rainie. LILLIAN BRASWELL Rainie? GUESTS NAME I'm just interesting in getting to know your friends. LORRAINE DE'CREMONESI Thank you, babe. KAI WATCHING SAYING NOTHING FRANCESCA ORTEGA I'm going to go freshen up a bit. LEANDRA ORTEGA Okay, sure. I'm eating this drama up. FRANCESCA ORTEGA Yeah, you enjoy this. SHE WALKS OUTSIDE AND LOW AND BEHOLD LUCIAN IS OUTSIDE. FRANCESCA ORTEGA Oh- sorry I didn't think- Lucian? LUCIAN DE'CREMONESI Oh Francesca, what you doing here? FRANCESCA ORTEGA Your kidding? You invited me, I can't believe y- LUCIAN DE'CREMONESI Laughing I'm joking, relax. I didn't think you'd come and I was scared that you would. FRANCESCA ORTEGA … W-why? LUCIAN DE'CREMONESI We're really not going to talk about it? FRANCESCA ORTEGA Talk about what, I can't read your mind. LUCIAN DE'CREMONESI You used to be able to. FRANCESCA ORTEGA Luc- I'm leaving. LUCIAN DE'CREMONESI No wait, Cici… Come sit and join me. FRANCESCA ORTEGA Okay.

[plaquerat]

hi i just wanted to say that cici is my absolute beloved and i would die a million deaths for her. i don't even play psychonauts but your crossover fic literally rewired my brain. anyway i hope you have a great day 💖💖

um hi! thank you? unfortunately i had no part in the creation of copia's conundrum. the author is @ratgirlcopia and the artist is @batgirlcopia! ive had this happen before; you can actually see me in the comments on ao3 a lot. I'm just friends with the two and I very enthusiastically share the headcanon. Sorry! I'll pass this along though!

[astroboots]

Cici, my darling! Have some 🤡💖🤡 Fanfic Writing Asks: (bc inquiring 🤡🧠 wants to know!)

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?

51. Does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?

67. If a fic was titled [after your current favorite song], what would this story be about/how would you write it?

MY MOST BELOVED CLOWN 🤡💖🤡 what are you doing here?!?!

43. So I am a sucker for sci-fi tropes, and particularly the Groundhog day trope of being stuck in a timeloop, knowing what's going to happen but being helpless to stop it. One of my favorite romcom movies is Palm Springs for this very reason. I'd love to try that some day.

51. My favorite book of probably all time is the seven moon of Maali Almeida. I love and adore magical realism. I also love horror books and a well written thriller, my poor friends have to constantly hear me gush about how damn good Gone Girl is. I have phases where I read romance books, but it's been a while in all honesty, and I think partly it's that I get my fix from writing.

FANFICTION WRITING ASKS

[ageofshadows666]

I’m super bored, so I’m gonna kill some time and answer ALL of them

1. My comfort character has to be Blake from RWBY. She’s always so kind and caring, and knows how to be there when people need her.

2. Lighter, because when you use matches, you have to use them and then put them out quickly before they burn your fingers. So yeah, lighters.

3. Yes. I have a screen behind my windows so I can let the air in and not worry about rain.

4. I believe in vampires, werewolves, and aliens.

5. Hazel.

6. Why did I do what? I-I don’t know what you’re talking about…ha ha ha…

7. Honestly it depends on my mood. If I’m feeling stylish, I have a variety of large, colorful scrunchies to go with my outfit. If I’m feeling lazy and just throwing a random outfit together, I’ll go for a hair tie.

8. Zero.

9. I don’t like coffee. I’m more of a tea, apple cider, and hot chocolate person. I do prefer my drinks hot.

10. Absolutely. Eat the rich.

11. Tennis.

12. Lazy Saturday.

13. I just had breakfast about 2 hours ago.

14. Yes.

15. I’m a parent to my beautiful little black cat (his birthday was yesterday)

16. Yes. My car is named Cici.

17. Nearsighted.

18. Suave.

19. Absolutely, I have every color imaginable.

20. Soda.

21. My baby blanket.

22. I’m all over the place.

23. Love it.

24. Hiding from the police.

25. Body spray.

26. Moving out of my parents and getting my own apartment (with my cat of course).

27. 10 hours.

28. When you say mask, do you mean a mask to protect against Covid 19 or a metaphorical mask of which you conceal your true thoughts and feelings? Either way, I wear both.

29. Hot, but not to the point of burning.

30. A few cups.

31. Electronic (Unlike Pluto is my favorite artist).

32. Yes, it’s a long and heavy sky-blue towel.

33. Went to Scotland and Ireland last summer.

34. Jolt by Unlike Pluto.

35. New York timezone.

36. Never.

37. Best friend, met her in 2nd grade, still best friends.

38. I don’t use soap bars, I use body washes. My favorite is cherry blossom and tea rose by Beloved.

39. If it’s flavored, yes.

40. Not yet.

41. As previously stated, I don’t like coffee.

42. Reddit.

43. Love ‘em. The hotter, the better.

44. Ooooh, that’s a hard choice. I’d have to go with Elon Musk (I call him Elon Suck now).

45. Nope, lmao.

46. Home Alone.

47. A breakup text.

48. Three years ago, I had one sip of wine on New Year’s Eve. Tasted like shit.

49. No.

50. Go ahead, homie.

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

[aimfor-theheart]

if i may play, my dear cici!!! 4, 25, 30 🥺

hello sel beloved!!! of course you may play!! thank you for asking <333

4. Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side?

Mostly my stomach and side! i never sleep on my back because i have a nightmare disorder and apparently (what i was told by doctors when i was diagnosed) you are more likely to fall into sleep paralysis if your spine is straight, which happens when you sleep on your back! so i never sleep on my back really lol

25. What’s your favorite decade?

i answered this question for niku here!!

30. What are you looking forward to in the near future?

i am forcing my best friends to marathon all of trigun stampede with me next saturday night at my new apartment to christen my new tv 😌

so excited to watch my boys again and to see what my friends think <33 i'm also getting a new tattoo that same day!! which is a cowboy bebop reference

Ask me some questions!

[selfshippinglover]

All the s/i asks with ur Undertale s/i??? >:33

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH ANON I OWE YOU MY LIFFE RNNN QWQ,, (Just gonna copy and paste the other two answers since it was only two)

✍️: Overall, how does the fandom trait you? Are you a beloved character, or hated? Are you popular, or a minor side character? Anything in between?

~As for traits? Well,. she is a soul of kindness so hopefully stuff correlating to that? Probvs cuteified too tbh cause I know I look naive to outsiders so i bet she does too

~In my inserts design I was aiming for her to be more of a side character but I think she teeters the line cause of development lol. So I'd guess she'd be taken as one of the two. She followed the skele bros around a lot, and is generally in their section. She'll also be in Hotland visiting Alphys tho <3

~I hope she's beloved but she could also just be the, "annoying love interest every story has for some reason" and I'd say that's fair.

📝: How would your story in canon go? How would you influence the events of the original story?

~Obviously there would be new dialogue options, character interactions, a whole third bedroom in the skele bros house, a side mission, aaaand different stuff per which route the player is playing

🤪: What is your trait that fanon would exaggerate?

~Probably naivety since that happens to me irl =-='

🥰: How would someone who loved you portray you?

~With lots of emotions, essays, silly edits, screenshots, and excitement! Just, real accurate portrayal, death fodder, or the silly <3

😡: How would someone who hated you portray you?

~haha guess just kill me off and make me being too stupid too understand shit?

👯: What canon character are you most similar to?

~Alphys 1000%! Our insecurities, flaws, and interests align too well afgkjg

🌦️: Would you be accompanied by mostly fluff or angst fanfics? Both? Explain why.

~I'm hoping fluff but every fandom has people that thrive off angst soooo. Plus, hard to resist a good, "partner dies in their arms fic" right?

🏷️: What is you and your f/o’s ship name?

~ Not anything special, just combining names like "CiRus" or "PapCi"

❤️: How popular is you x your f/o? Are you a rarepair?

~Not sure? tbh I worry people would find the ship boring cause we're a lot alike

💞: Aside from with your f/o, who else would you commonly be shipped with? Why?

~Maybe Alphys or Sans sense we're besties? Tsunderplane cause I think their cute and would say so? idk really dsfkjsdg

☕️: What are the most common plots of shipping fics between you and your f/o?

~Heehee most likely friends to lovers going along with the source! More specifically, I bet there would be a lot of first confessions, pining, and/or angst involving their relationship in No Mercy timelines. (In a no mercy run she helps Alphys evacuate the citizens and is too late to save Papyrus. Instead, she ends up watching him die on Alphys lab screen :(( )

🛌: What tropes show up in fics involving your ship?

~Friends to Lovers

~Mutual Pining

~Endearingly Dorky

~ Insecure Love Interest

~Eh, stuff like that

💘: Why would people love your ship? Why would people dislike your ship? How might it start debates?

~The hopeless romantics like myself will appreciate the the facial expressions, the descriptors, and the the general fluff of it all <3

~Dislike it for feeling shoehorned, or uninteresting most likely

~I can't see it starting debates tbh. Just like, some people are more interested than others and/or some don't care either way.(It's a background thing anyways)

🙈: Why would your ship be thought of as cute/fluffy? Why would your ship be considered problematic?

~WE ARE THE CUTE FLUFFY SHIP EVER! THAT'S WHY!! No problems, just two mentally ill skeletons vibing and kissing sometimes <333

🎞️: What ‘canon’ scenes would the fandom point to as evidence for the validity of your ship?

~Cici clearly excited whenever he's around

~VCi getting all nervous around

~She brings him a lot

~Idk it's everything with her tbh

~On Papyrus's end it's more subtle though. Little things like him offhandedly mentioning her unprompted in a phone call

~Saying how he wishes she was there to share something with him

~Waiting to do things until she's around

~For him it would be little text stuff

💌: How would your dynamic be portrayed? What might people focus on most? Any misconceptions?

~I imagine it being shown over time or maybe in a slow burn kind of style? Lots of stuttering and red blush, stuff like that <33

~Strong focus on death or pining no in between gkjslgkh

~(Insert the many misconceptions with Papyrus here)

👀: How does your ship with your f/o influence both of your characterizations and the world? Would there be any interesting metas written about your dynamic?

~I mean, I'll be more willing to try things and be more silly in general. A bit more open with the things I usually feel insecure about sharing cause' they're viewed as childish. Really, they make me feel safe so I'd be more unabashed in everything.

~Papyrus would have a forever friend! Someone that can help with his low self-esteem and wants, hopes, and dreams!

~Won't affect the world so much. Paps and I are just seen walking together a lot and the townsfolk probably gossip(especially the bar-goers and Mettaton dkjgsd) (Did I ever mention that Alphys, Undyne, and Mettaton are dying for us to hook up? )

~I work at grillby's so he has more help and the player can talk to me there? idk lol

~I mean, there's lots that could be drawn from that considering Ci is a hacked in self insert that was added in by a human

~She has human memories but also lives with the monsters so she'll have a unque perspective on things for the time

~But idk if it would be too meta heavy??

[alesbianwholikesvillains]

Got any Halloween plans with the f/o's? :o

HII CICI!!! Yeah I do have some plans!! I do have classes today, but they’re generally very short so once it’s done I have the rest of the day/evening with them! I wanna spend the day with Ursula and Lovett since they’re my spooky gals, so it just feels right :) we’re gonna cuddle together tonight and maybe watch a movie together!

[goodgollymissmeli]

What is it like to live with Horror? :00

Gettin’ into the cozy domestic life, eh? I like it!

The days are pretty chill and follow a regular schedule to keep his stress levels low. His memory isn’t the best, so life is easier when he knows what to expect. It also helps me function better when I’m on a schedule, and helping him gives me motivation to keep it.

Mornings I actually set my alarm a bit earlier than we need to wake up so we can cuddle just a liiiiiittle bit longer before we get up. Sleepy morning kisses and snuggles are the best way to wake up.

A lot of his day revolves around prepping, cooking, and eating food; obviously, so we also make a meal plan for each week. We’ve been acclimating more and more to being around people by shopping more in person and less online. If we’re not shopping, we try to go out for walks and play with my pup to get some exercise, sunshine, and fresh air for both of us. After those trips we’re both pretty tired, so tired cuddles are due. Sometimes we watch youtube videos together, other times we just nap, but we’re always tangled up as close as we can get.

Nights are similar, we start out cuddling but I am a wiggly sleeper and I like to sprawl out, so he ends up kinda bein’ my bed, in a way. He’s never admitted it, but I think it helps him sleep, being able to feel me near and warm.

He didn’t used to sleep well; he’d often just doze whenever he felt safest rather than get any proper rest. Not necessarily by choice, it’s just the way life was for him. Then when he did start falling asleep, he’d have nightmares. It takes me a long time to fall asleep, so I would usually be able to wake him up before they got too bad. He still has the occasional nightmare, but he has more peaceful nights now. And he’s started snoring too, which makes me feel good ‘cause he’s not worried about hiding silently anymore. I grew up in a household of snorers so I’m used to it.

Now at night, I’ll just watch his sleeping face and listen to/feel his snoring while I wait to fall asleep, and just think about how lucky I am ❤️

[soobnny]

love grows (where jungwon goes) — yang jungwon. classmates to lovers. mutual pining. jungwon just has a huge crush on you. tooth-rotting fluff.

synopsis. showing affection isn't jungwon's strongest forte, but when he sets eyes on you, it's obvious he has to figure out a way to make you reciprocate his feelings. he’ll take giving you homegrown fruits and vegetables from his garden as a good first step. from then, it’ll be one gift at a time. (4.9k words)

note. i got this idea when yun was talking abt growing lime in her garden. thank U for saying that yun (n tnx for proofreading hehe) also thank u lia and cici for helping me with the synopsis i ltrly lost my brain power n cici for helping me w the banner too ur doodles will always b my favorite : (

On a Monday morning, you receive a star cactus from your class president. 

A vest over his school uniform and slightly messy hair. His lips pull into a smile as he places it shyly on your table after muttering a quiet “good morning”. 

“Good morning, Jungwon.” His smile grows wider when you take the small pot in your hands, blinking down at it before looking up at the boy. What a pretty plant, you think. The clay pot feels cold in your hands as you outstretch your hands to give it back to Jungwon after giving it a good look.

“It’s a very nice plant.” You laugh a little awkwardly, fingers fidgeting at the edges of the plant before running them over the smooth surface of the pot. You’re not quite sure why your class president brought a cactus to school and chose to show it to you this early in the morning. You suppose it’s because you’re the only person who comes to school as early as he does.

“It’s for you.” Jungwon exhales, pulling down at his vest before bringing a hand to scratch the back of his head. His smile returns to his face as he pushes your hands back so you could keep the star cactus he had gotten from the little garden he grew with his grandmother. 

“Oh.” You respond, eyes widening as you take back the plant. You don’t know how to properly respond to him, eyes going from the small pot to Jungwon who’s standing in front of your seat. He’s studying your expression carefully, trying to gauge whether you genuinely liked his thoughtful present. He looked hopeful. 

“Thank you.” 

A smile finally breaks on your face albeit a little late from being confused with the situation (he’ll understand) as you set the star cactus at the corner of your table, bowing gratefully at the young boy. 

You were never close with Yang Jungwon - you shared less than four classes together excluding homeroom, and you only occasionally saw him in the hallways or in the cafeteria. Still, from the little time of knowing him, you’re more than confident enough to conclude that Jungwon is someone with comfort in everything that he does. His eyes are always round with hope, and he’s the embodiment of hard work and kindness. You don’t need to be friends with him to feel safe in his presence. 

He usually hung out with your seniors, particularly Lee Heeseung, who you were sure he saw as someone that resembled an older brother to him. You could recall the times you walked by the nearest ice cream stall in your school and saw Heeseung give Jungwon a cone before fondly messing with his hair. Sim Jaeyun often joined the pair when he had time outside studying for math competitions and playing in your school’s football team. Still, when he didn’t, you’d notice Jungwon quietly doing his homework (or tutoring Nishimura Rika who you were sure was younger than you) while Jake trained for his competitions at the same table. 

Aside from the people he hung out with and the fact that he was your responsible class president, you would say you didn’t know much about him aside from these few things you were sure everyone knew as well. 

Yang Jungwon was a beloved classmate, and everyone wanted to be friends with him. He was someone with the sweetest smile despite having had to turn down numerous confessions sent his way – he always let them down easily, even going as far as apologizing. 

So, with all things considered, you’re not quite sure why your school’s most loved student had taken the time to give you a potted plant at 7 in the morning while you were cramming to study for a test you had in the afternoon. 

The ringing of the school bell and the swarm of students walking into the classroom are enough to pull you out of your thoughts for the moment. 

Jungwon walks back to his table, not before showing a triumphant smile and adding a small skip in his step as he takes his seat. Your classmates walk into the room, unaware of the exchange you had with your class president just a few minutes ago. If they knew, they’d be teasing the both of you immediately and you were sure that every time you were in a 6-mile radius with Jungwon, they would push that awkward atmosphere that teasing brings towards the pair of you. Maybe that’s why Jungwon gave it to you when no one was around yet.

Did he want to be friends with you?

You push the thought back as you see your teacher walk into the classroom. In the meantime, everything falls back to the way they were with Jungwon organizing his notes and his stacks of colored pens and you trying to continue your procrastination.

Unbeknownst to you, for the rest of the class, Jungwon couldn’t do anything but stare at you. He’s unable to truly pay attention in class (he didn’t really have to, he had done advance reading on today’s topic a few weeks ago and knew more about the lesson than half of the class), constantly trying to subtly look at your seat that’s a few tables behind his. 

He couldn’t wait to tell Heeseung hyung of his successful first step.

+

The hallway of your school is so so loud as the bell rings for lunch period. 

Everyone around you is talking, crowded together with their friends. 

It’s almost ironic how since Jungwon had given you the star cactus - which you had kept with you for all your classes in the morning and was now resting in your hands as you try to hold it while opening your locker - you’ve felt as if you were floating in space. While everyone was down on Earth, laughing so so loud, you were stuck in a daze. 

“Why’d you bring a cactus to school?”

Your eyes snap towards the direction of your best friend, Kim Sunoo, who’s eyeing the plant you’re holding in your hand. He silently takes it in his hands as he motions for you to properly open your locker and get the things you need. 

You didn’t notice when he arrived next to you, but Sunoo always found his way to you as you did to him in every free period you had together.

“Funny thing is Yang Jungwon actually gave that to me this morning.”

Sunoo blinks at you as if he doesn’t believe what you’re saying. “Yang Jungwon? Like your cute class president who hangs out with Heeseung and Jake. That Jungwon?”

“No, I’m talking about Jungwon from math class, yes that Jungwon! There’s no other Jungwon in this school, idiot.” You smack him with the book you had taken out from your locker and he gasps dramatically at your actions, feigning offense almost immediately.

“Is that Yang Jungwon teaching you to disrespect your seniors? You owe me ice cream after class for hitting me with your book.” Sunoo returns the plant he’s been keeping safe for you in exchange for the books you’re carrying in your hands. He pretends as if it’s so much work carrying your books even though he was the one who took them in the first place.

You roll your eyes, knowing there was no getting out of treating Sunoo. He would find you in each of the seven circles of hell just to get you to keep your word of treating him. It didn’t help that his favorite ice cream shop was usually packed with people and the lines were always endless. Still, opposite to you, Sunoo was patient with the things he wanted.

He usually preaches patience to you when you complain about the line not even two minutes after you arrived at the shop.

“You think he likes you?” Your best friend prods, poking at your side as he wiggles his eyebrows teasingly. “I don’t think Yang Jungwon’s ever done anything like this for anyone before.”

“Oh, shut up. He was probably just being nice like he usually is.”

“Hmm.. sure. Or he just likes you. I’m willing to bet two tubs of ice cream.” Your face feels hot when he says that, hands clammy when you press them together against your cheeks.

“You sure you’re willing to bet two tubs of ice cream? That’s pretty expensive, you know.” You grip the plant tighter as you walk through the crowd of students in the hallway, keeping your voice low – you don’t know why you feel like everyone can hear you, including Jungwon, when you’re talking about him. 

“I can afford it if I’m wrong, but I’m never wrong.” Sunoo has a smirk on his face as he runs a hand through his black hair. Last week it was pink, you wondered what color he’d choose next week. You knew he was going to let you sit with him in the salon as he got his hair done anyway, so you didn’t think about it too much.

As the two of you walk towards the cafeteria, he chats your ears off about the classes he had this morning when you begged him to stop talking about Jungwon, so he talks about his morning; about Miss Lee being a “psycho for giving a project this early in the second semester”, about how someone forgot to return his tangerine-colored marker during an art activity, and about Park Sunghoon who he shared a class with since your best friend took Advanced Biology. 

Kim Sunoo is someone you feel the most human with. You wish you could capture every moment spent with him in a photo, just to remember everything by. And as you and Sunoo take your seats at your usual table, a pair of eyes follow you from the other side of the cafeteria.

“Heeseung hyung, she still has the star cactus I gave her this morning.” Jungwon’s smile is warm as he excitedly swings his legs back and forth at their table, taking a bite from the packed lunch his grandmother prepared for him. “Do you think she has me figured out already?” 

Jungwon chews at his lips nervously, looking up at his senior who’s trying to cram the Physics homework he had forgotten to make the night before because he had to overtime in work. 

“Won, you’re genuinely a good person. I’m sure she thought you were just being nice as usual.” Heeseung’s words make Jungwon pout. 

Even though he didn’t want you to know he had a crush on you quite yet, he also wanted to leave you a few hints and let you know that you were the only person in this school he had given a plant from his garden for (aside from his Jake hyung who he had given basil for his birthday).

As he grumpily finishes his food, Heeseung can’t help but laugh at the cute young boy seated in front of him. “What’s so special about her, Wonie? How come this is the first time I’m hearing about you having a crush?” 

Jungwon sighs out dreamily, setting his utensils down as he rests his chin on the palms of his hands, fingers digging at his soft cheeks. “Hyung, she’s just an exhalation of beautiful ideas.” 

Yang Jungwon thinks he’s lucky to have witnessed the brilliance of your existence. You speak about life in a way Jungwon has never heard of before, and he admires the way your mind works. Your thoughts and ideas are always so impactful, and he finds himself drawn to the way you carry yourself. You’re sweet, although reserved towards the people you aren’t close to – sometimes he envies Sunoo for having so easily navigated his way in your heart. 

He didn’t always know he had a crush on you. It was only when you were working on a group project together and you had smiled at him and commended him for his good work on the presentation did he finally understand what it meant to admire someone so deeply. 

Ever since that day, Jungwon has felt nervous around you, to the point that he feels it’s hard to breathe.

He will take staring at you in passing periods as you laugh with Sunoo as small accomplishments at concealing his feelings, but a hard talk with his Jake hyung, while he was at the library, made him realize that time is so fleeting and short to not make a move on something that genuinely makes you happy – which is how Jungwon found himself in his garden on a Sunday evening, asking his grandmother if he could take a star cactus. 

His grandmother smiles knowingly.

This is what Jungwon’s heart feels like. It doesn’t have to be complicated. It is in the simplicity and easiness of walking through the garden with his grandmother and giving the potted plant to you the next morning.

“Sounds like you like her a lot. Good luck, kid.” Heeseung smiles fondly at Jungwon who is politely cleaning the table from any spillage of his food or water before packing up his lunch containers back in the big backpack he wears around but doesn’t really need.

“I really do.” Jungwon is naturally shy in the way he’s pursuing his feelings, something he has never really done before, but the thought of the smile you had given him earlier this morning is enough for him to brave through the unknown of feelings and liking someone for the first time.

Life is about surprises, right?

He’ll take the encouraging words from his seniors and your smile as good enough motivation to continue his pursuit. He wonders what he should give you next.

+

Jungwon’s grandmother arrives from the market ten minutes after he had arrived home. She gives him a kiss on the forehead as she greets him, placing cartons of milk inside the refrigerator and the rest on the counter for Jungwon to help with.

He tells her a little about his day, skipping over how he had given you a homegrown plant the day prior in favor of talking about the test he did well on. Although, he doesn’t exactly get away with it.

His grandmother prides herself on a lot of things – like knowing when her grandson is hiding something from him. She can’t help it, and almost immediately as she brings it up, Jungwon crumbles and tells her about everything. He talks about you and how every step he takes near you makes him dizzy because you are so beautiful that he cannot fathom ever being part of your circle.

This is how Jungwon finds himself back in the garden, trailing behind his grandmother.

“What reminds you of her?” 

Jungwon’s grandmother’s voice cuts through the silence of the garden as they walk side by side with each other. This is her favorite time of day, spending time with her grandson as they walk around the place she loved the most. 

Her garden gives her a sense of constancy. She knows when each plant will bloom, and she takes in pride how she had watched Jungwon grow up from a little boy to the handsome teen he is right now. 

She smiles to herself as she thinks how much time has gone by – Jungwon used to ask her questions about shapes in this garden, and now he was asking what plant he should give to the girl he likes.

“When I think about her, I think of… strawberries. She smells a lot like strawberries.” He bites his lips to suppress the smile that’s slowly forming on his face as he stops and peers down at the strawberries he was growing with his grandmother. They’re bright red, cozily hanging from green stems. 

“She must smell nice then.” No more words are exchanged as his grandmother starts picking strawberries, placing them carefully in the empty container that Jungwon was carrying around. “Come on now, I’m not the one confessing, right?” His grandmother teases as she pushes Jungwon to harvest the strawberries. 

“I’m not confessing yet! Although, I’m not quite sure how to… if I do confess, which I won’t be doing yet.” He fumbles with his own words as he bends down to collect the ripe strawberries. 

He learned from his grandmother how to do this. The way you get it is important, it will determine whether you’ve damaged some part of the strawberry or not. So, you must grasp at the stem between your forefinger and thumbnail before lightly pulling and twisting at the same time. You let the berry roll into the palm of your hand before gently placing the fruit in a container.

This is what Jungwon does as he tells his grandmother about his day, her eyes fondly analyzing him as he speaks with so much comfort and warmth. He talks about you so highly. You must be so wonderful, his grandmother thinks. She can’t wait to meet you.

“The trick to confessing is to just be consistent. You’ll always reach your end destination if you put in enough effort and progress into it. You can do it, Won. You’re so worthy of the love you look for inside others.”

Jungwon repeats his grandmother’s words as he returns to your desk early in the morning a few days later with a container of strawberries in his hands. It scorched his fingers as he reaches out to give it to you. 

It was a strange sight, Jungwon being the one to give something to anyone that wasn’t Jake or Heeseung. However, no one really comes to school as early as you and he does – so no one gets to find pleasure in seeing the strange yet funny sight of a shy Jungwon and an oblivious you.

His unconventional gifts pull a smile on your face, and he finds himself mirroring your expression. He pockets the accomplishment to tell his Heeseung hyung later. “They’re strawberries.”

“I can see that.” You laugh a little, scanning the cute Hello Kitty container he had used to put the fruits in. “These look really nice, Jungwon.” A blush runs down his neck as he nods his head. “I harvested them from my garden. My grandma taught me how to pick the best ones.”

You look down at the fruit, its bright red color, and fresh-looking green caps reflecting under the natural light of the sun peeking through the windows. 

“I didn’t know you had a garden.”

You smile at the picture of him growing vegetables and fruits and herbs. He grins sweetly at you in return as he nods his head proudly, eyes drifting from the strawberries to you. The sun hit you really nice – does it rise just to greet you a good morning? 

“Jungwon, I can’t accept all of these.” You’re too shy to keep the whole container of strawberries (they were a lot in number, almost overflowing the container). You look up at him, extending the container as you did with the star cactus a few days ago. 

He shakes his head before mirroring his actions days prior and pushing it back to you. “Keep it. In case you feel hungry during class.”

“Thank you, Jungwon.” He gives you a smile, soft and subtle before he bows down and walks back to his seat. He gives himself a pat on the back.

During your lunch break, Sunoo finishes half of the strawberries Jungwon had given you.

When you return the container to him after class, you fail to notice how Heeseung playfully nudges at his side and gives him a thumbs-up, or the staring eyes from the students around you, or the way his cheeks turned pink when your hand brushed against his.

+

The next week, Jungwon gives you a basket of lemons. 

Kim Sunoo is overwhelmed with Jungwon’s determination as he half-jokes that you should just see where this goes – you’re getting free groceries out of it, anyway, and he’s getting free fruits. 

His comment earns him a smack in the arm.

However, all he does is return a knowing look and a teasing smile as his gaze travels towards where Jungwon’s leaning against his locker with his usual crowd. He looks deep in conversation as he fiddles with his fingers. 

Much like Jungwon’s grandmother, Kim Sunoo prides himself in just knowing. And he knows that Jungwon undeniably has the biggest crush on you and you might just reciprocate these feelings as well. 

He can tell from the way you instantly look for Jungwon in every room you walk into (even if it’s unintentional). He can tell from the way you smile at him in greeting in the hallways before fixating your gaze on the floor. He can tell from the way you deny all these, refusing to be one of the girls who admire Jungwon and ultimately getting rejected in the end.

When you follow your gaze to where Sunoo’s looking, you find yourself instantly locking eyes with Jungwon. It’s too late for you to look away and pretend you didn’t get caught when he sends a small wave in your direction. 

You smile at him before lifting the little picnic basket he had given you and bowing yet again in thanks. He sends you a thumbs up, dimples popping in his cheeks. 

Jungwon wants to confess so bad, but he doesn’t know what to say. There are too many things, feelings, that are difficult to describe. He feels a lot like a stitch that has come loose. When you pull at a loose thread, there is a danger that more stitches will come loose. This is how Jungwon feels about addressing his feelings. He is afraid that a confession would lead to rejection, one stitch after another coming loose. 

How can he tell you if there’s a risk of the hem falling free and all the stitches he had built from himself unraveling? 

He pulls himself together. Uncertainty and surprises are what make life worth living, they’re what makes feelings worth having. They’re eventually what’s going to make you worth having if the universe decided to be nice and didn’t give him rejection.

Still, Jungwon didn’t necessarily have a crush on you just to be with you. He liked your brilliance, your ideas, every little detail about you. It would be more than enough to be considered your friend. 

He thinks, wouldn’t it be nice to get ice cream with you or let you visit his little garden back at home? He knows his grandmother would love you. He could only hope you were interested enough in him to want him as your friend too. 

Similarly, though, you were having a crisis of your own. 

You’re unsure of how Jungwon feels about you, and it would be embarrassing to assume feelings that might not even be there in the first place. But then you think of his unorthodox gifts, and how he has given you probably one-sixteenth worth of homegrown plants from his garden, and you’re left to wonder if there was a greater meaning behind all this. 

You remember jokingly telling him that you didn’t want his grandmother to be mad at you, in which he replied that she actually liked you a lot and encouraged him to gift you fresh fruits and vegetables. 

You remember smiling all the way home after he had told you that. In the same way, Jungwon couldn’t stop smiling as he waited for Heeseung to finish his work; seated on the counter with his legs swinging back and forth and a cone of ice cream in his hand.

+

“Hey, Jungwon!” You try to catch your breath as you catch up to his fast pace of walking. In your hand is the basket he had given you a day prior. “I just wanted to return this to you.”

He takes the basket for you, thanking you in the process but you retaliate by thanking him instead. “I really hope these aren’t going to waste. I feel bad you’re so casually giving me these when they must take so long to grow.”

Jungwon reassures you that that’s not the case.

“Don’t worry about it, _____. I like giving these to you.” You smile at him, something you found yourself doing a lot in his presence. How was navigating through your heart so easy to him? 

“We still have plenty more in the garden, anyway. Plenty more I’d be more than happy to give you.” You don’t catch the underlying meaning of his statement. Instead, you thank him before excusing yourself and running towards your clubroom to avoid being scolded for being late. 

+

It isn’t difficult to accept your feelings for Jungwon.

You knew you always had them, tucked away and safely kept from everyone around you. So, as you stare at the tomatoes he had given you early this morning, you knew you had a lot to do to give back his sweetness.

You might not be sure of his feelings for you, but it wasn’t a bad thing reciprocating his acts of kindness.

Two weeks since he had given you a star cactus, you softly call his name on another Monday morning, patting the empty space beside you. Jungwon doesn’t get what you’re trying to do at first until you point at his seat and back at the space next to you.

Jungwon’s mouth forms an “ooooh” and you can almost hear the exact sound coming from his lips as he silently drags his seat before placing it beside yours, sitting down and staring at you as if waiting for you to do something. 

Jungwon would never tell you how his hands feel clammy and how his heart rate significantly sped up at being so close to you.

You break into a huge grin. “Look what I have.” 

He recognizes the clementines as you pull them out of your bag. “I just kind of wanted to share these with you this morning.” 

A lot of tension Jungwon was feeling disappears as his eyes visibly turn into crescents. It was odd, how you were the one bringing fruits this time, but he appreciates the gesture nonetheless.

You slowly unwrap the clementine, skin peeling back like it was made for that. You wordlessly pass him a slice as you casually talk about the coming day and how you were dreading the Chemistry test you had this afternoon.

Jungwon hums as he happily listens to you, wordlessly taking the slice from you as he chews on it. Your fingers are a little sticky from the fruit as you continue to peel it back, popping a slice in your mouth before handing him one. 

You share the clementine piece by piece – mirroring the little ways Jungwon has tried to show you his appreciation. From a star cactus to strawberries, to lemons and tomatoes. You continue to complain about the heat, and Jungwon listens, grabbing a clementine to peel for you as well. 

“I didn’t know the market would be so crowded in the morning.”

A simple comment like this catches Jungwon’s attention. “You went to the market this morning?”

“Of course I did. I had to make sure the clementines I bought for us were fresh and good. Although, I’m not as skilled as you in picking the good ones. I, uh, I hope I did a pretty good job though.” 

You can see the way he grows more and more flustered each time a word leaves your mouth. His cheeks are unbearably red, and he doesn’t understand why the thought of you going to the market before school just to get clementines to eat with him before homeroom has his heart leaping and his stitches loosening up, one after the other. 

“You really didn’t have to do that.” You shake your head, passing him another slice. “I wanted to, Jungwon.” 

His heart warms at the fact that you probably enjoy your little moments together just as much as he does. Maybe his feelings weren’t so unreciprocated after all. Jungwon looks at you as you continue to peel the clementines, separating them piece by piece.

“Maybe next time we can go to the market together?” He brings his hand to the back of his head to scratch it nervously. 

He had never seen you outside of school before, and he was always too shy to take initiative – maybe you were busy, maybe you didn’t want to hang out with him outside of school. Your friendship was nothing more than him giving you homegrown fruits and vegetables, and you thanking him for it. Still, he tries. There was nothing wrong in trying.

“So… So I can teach you which ones you should buy. I’m pretty good at that.” Jungwon continues, playing with the piece of clementine you had given him. He had hoped one visit at the market would turn into many other visits, preferably in different parts of the city, maybe his own garden.

You have a feeling you understand the hidden meaning in his words. 

“Is tomorrow a good time?” 

He turns to you with wide eyes, almost immediately breaking into a smile as he nods his head. Nothing has ever felt so perfect or right. 

“Tomorrow couldn’t be any more perfect.” 

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Beloved amazing Clare!! <3

You already know how obsessed I am with your writing, and how unique and individual your voice is in a way that stays with me like few others do.

I saw your earliest post about authors who has influenced your writing the most and am already putting a bunch of items in my amazon basket. It made me curious, what would you say are your top 5 (or more if you have the energy <3) books that you feel have influenced your writing or you would recommend others to read for a beautiful and unique writing prose?

Dear CiCi, thank you for sending me this ask on Friday night. It was much much appreciated. I am always excited to see you in my notifs because I know I am in for something that is going to make me grin with how hilarious and charming and entertaining you are, or make me soft cause of how very kind and thoughtful you are to me and to others. I hope you’re having a happy weekend, eating good things and having some quality Ripley time ❤

Thank you for asking me about book recs - my fav subject. However, I feel a bit embarrassed to recommend some stuff on here because I have kind of weird, old-timey taste in books. I have put asterisks next to the titles that I think might not have such a broad appeal and I hope people proceed with caution before spending their money on them. But I still want to include them because they mean a lot to me.

*Twenty Thousand Streets Under The Sky – Patrick Hamilton, 1935

Absolutely one of the most underrated novelists out there. This is a collection of three novellas about the characters in a London pub. His prose is chef’s fucking kiss oh my god. The way he describes characters makes you feel like you can see them standing right in front of you. A couple of his earlier novels are a bit clumsy – I think he was still honing his style - but he really hit it with this book.

For Esmé - with Love and Squalor: And Other Stories – JD Salinger, 1950

My favourite things about Salinger are his dialogue, which is very entertaining - he commits 100% to the speaking style of each character so everyone feel authentic and like a real person. And also how good he is at the whole “show, don’t tell” thing. I love the way he opens stories in the middle of scenes, without giving you any exposition – all the backstory is there within the context of the action. It is so clever. I attempted to imitate this in Gresham House. Also he describes action (even just someone picking up a pack of cigarettes) in such a lively and elegant way. I would like to learn how to do this!

*The Good Companions – JB Priestley, 1963

This is about a travelling theatrical group touring England in the 1920s. It is a lovely, entertaining romp and has major found family vibes. I guess JB Priestley is best known for his play An Inspector Calls, but he was a brilliant novelist as well. I’d give anything to be able to write prose, characters and dialogue like he does. His writing is very cosy and comforting to me. The characters in this book felt like friends and I was so sad when I had finished it and had to leave them behind. The way he opens this book – setting a scene and then having the characters walk onto it, as though it is a stage – was what inspired me to open Don’t Look the way I did.

Perfume – Patrick Süskind, 1985

Set in 18 century Paris, about a man who is born with a super-human sense of smell, and the dastardly way his uses this talent. Süskind is a genius at describing locations and atmosphere, and of course smell, in an incredibly visceral way. This book is so immersive and gripping.

Fingersmith – Sarah Waters, 2002

A wlw Victorian gothic mystery. This book made me gasp and my jaw drop many many times. I recommend not reading too much about it because you will enjoy it more if you go into it without knowing anything. I love everything Sarah Waters has written and I think this is her best and cleverest story. I really like the way she adapts her prose style depending on the era she is writing in. This one is all Dickensian style which I am nuts for…

David Copperfield – Charles Dickens, 1850

Sorry this is not exactly a ground breaking recommendation but I have to mention it. I have so much love in my heart for this found family story. It’s so warm and gentle and funny and is full of love. It made me cry so much.

Okay that was 6 books, not 5, and I could definitely go on. I didn’t even mention PG Wodehouse… Maybe I will do a part 2 if anyone wants it.

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8 and 12 !!!

- Cici 💜

8. Talk about any friends/connections you've made as a fic writer.

I've met loads of people through writing fic. People who have come and gone, people who have stayed, people I care deeply about and appreciate so much.

Biggest shoutout goes to the always wonderful @dangerouscommiesubversive, who I've know for years now (like... a decade) and is just one the loveliest people I've ever encountered.

12. What is your favorite theme/subject matter/trope/ship to write about? Why?

Favourite theme changes with fandom and characters, but I'm partial to just... joy. I like writing about people being happy, and overcoming things. Growing. I write things mostly for myself, so I want to read about characters being happy, generally. I am especially fond of just character interaction in general, having characters talk to each other and play off of each other, especially figuring out how that would work when they've never met in canon (Han&Din reluctant tolerance my beloved). Character interaction for the sake of development is becoming rarer and rarer in media nowadays and we have to pick up the slack. Quiet moments have value too.

Favourite trope... Again, I guess character interaction? Slice-of-life domesticity, established relationship... I am quite partial to soulmate AUs, though.

Favourite ship changes with fandom and hyperfixation. Depends entirely on what I'm into that moment. Right now? DinLuke. In the past there have been many, some of which I dip back into from time to time, but rarely.

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