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that's him, that's just who he is | tbz kevin moon

» PAIRING: tbz kevin moon x gn! reader (proofread but lmk if i missed anything!) » TROPE/AU: childhood friends 2 strangers, highschool and slight uni au!, non-idol au!, idol au! (just kevin towards the end) » GENRE: once again...angst, fluff and comfort from the flashbacks, kevin being an extremely supportive friend, you're also an extremely supportive friend!, platonic 'i love you's being said, you both met at church, choir and ensemble singing!, you both are shy introverts that are only chaotic with each other » WORD COUNT: 4179 (2k word limit who?) » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~15 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): mentions of Christianity (not sure if it's a 'warning' but i felt like it should be mentioned!), swearing (b-word), mentions stress relating to: academic (high school), music and performing » PLAYLIST: you never know - HSMTMTS, you better know - red velvet, reflection - christina aguilera, steal the show - lauv, try everything - shakira navi/masterlist!! 🤍 series introduction 🤍 series masterlist

my second story for my project! this may be my favourite story ever ❤️‍🩹

ahhhh this got so personal so quickly 🥹 performing has always been for leisure for me, and for the same reasons in this story, i got so burnt out last year. writing this really made me realise how much i miss the stage. going from about 7 performances a year to only about 1 is to put it simply, heartbreaking.

but i learnt that there are opportunities. i learnt that i'm satisfied with just getting my voice out to the world whether it be through choir, the internet or on the streets. i think things will work out; time does help sometimes 🫶

for those who may not know, kevin's representative number is 16 🌙 and the meaning of this number is explained in this video! i did some research and found that it's from 1 Peter 5:6.

to my readers who are followers of God: I pray that you will always be filled with hope and joy as you advance in your daily endeavours. Believe that God has the best plans for you and that He will never leave you behind, especially when you are at your lowest. Confide in Him and love Him as much as He loves you.

“Can I sing this part with Kevin?”

The question is new to everyone who heard it. Did you just ask to do a supposed solo with someone else? No, you were not a greedy performer though you understood why most people would think that. The choir conductor looks to the other side of the ensemble where the group of altos stood. Including the older woman, all the children including the said boy stood there surprised at the request you asked for.

You’ve been singing in the church youth choir since you were ten and you were incredibly gifted. For example, you landed most of the solos and smaller ensemble parts whenever there was a chance. At first, you didn’t want to be in this church because you were shy (incredibly shy) and you never made a lot of friends in school and most definitely, outside of school. Needless to say, your parents were pretty worried but at the very least, they found that when you were asked to go to church events, you were able to talk with people, smile, and laugh but then you would go back into your shell.

Your parents met at this church through singing and performing together as part of the choir and the band. The children were around your age but you found that your interests mainly conflicted with them and it was hard to keep up with their conversations.

So, when a certain Moon family moved into your area and started attending their local church, Kevin, who happens to be a boy who is incredibly gifted in music, joined the choir with that unique, radiant, excited smile on his face. With a simple and friendly “Hello everyone. My name is Kevin, I’m fifteen and am very excited to be here!” Contrasting to his introduction, you found that Kevin was just as introverted as you were and with your courage to finally approach someone, you made your first friend. School life became better as well when you found out that Kevin attended the same school as you.

Going back to the first dialogue though, the duet did happen and the church community knew that you both were the perfect musical partners for each other. Your softer soprano voice complimented Kevin’s deeper alto voice easily. You both found yourself auditioning, performing, and showcasing your team work together in a bunch of school, church, and even the larger community-based musical events.

Now, after eight years of joining the choir, three after meeting Kevin, you were both in a state of uncertainty, distress, and frustration with the piles of sheet music that scattered everywhere to the point where it was almost covering the surface of your room’s floor. Your hair strands were everywhere and you were sick with the school uniform that you’ve had on since seven in the morning. You both have been secluding yourselves in your room, going back and forth with the arrangement of your final high school piece that you are going to perform with Kevin within less than a week.

The current situation in one word: messy.

It’s all a mess. About a week ago out of nowhere, your voice decided to have its own mind and leave for about a week. Kevin had a sudden test that his teacher thought would be fun to assign at the last minute. You also had this assignment that you were going to do but you found a mistake in the written arrangement, a note that was about a tone and a half out of your range, and since Kevin was better at rhythm, arrangement, and using the composing software, you could only sit next to his left in the corner of your room as he groaned at how the app was not doing what you both wanted to do.

So yes…it’s a mess, and it’s been around three hours.

“This is impossible.” A few more of your tears manage to trickle down your already red, puffy cheeks, “Okay you know what, I’ll just sing it. It’s fine. It’s not even two tones above what I usually sing in AND I’ve done it befo—”

“Lost your voice and felt lightheaded after.” Kevin cuts off your panicked rambles. No doubt, he’s feeling all the things that you are feeling right now but the only reason why he’s still able to muster up a smile and just ‘inhale, exhale’ through it all is because at the very least, one of you should be able to stay grounded, “We’re not going to put out a performance that we’re not proud of, okay? Especially when this is our last high school performance together.”

“We also said that we wouldn’t do any performances that were out of our capabilities.” At these words, you were both reminded of the promise you made to each other in front of your melted ice creams. It was an ‘oath’ that was made when you both realised you would be standing on the same stage, at the same time more often:

We will finish every performance to the best of our capabilities. We will focus more on quality rather than quantity.

At the new educational path that you were about to embark on, automatically closing this one that you’ve been on for just about six years, you were both starting to get greedy, wanting more than anything now to be on stage. With you both turning eighteen, you both couldn’t sing with the youth choir anymore. Taking music as a subject in high school meant there was a certain prerequisite in terms of how many stages you would have to perform; you and Kevin always exceeded this regardless with solos, duets, or larger ensembles. With graduation, however, the granted opportunity to perform would be taken away from you both and you were getting restless.

You were both greedy, forgetting almost all the other priorities that you had set out, and raked the internet for any chances to perform on stage. For the last two months, both of you have been juggling between your heavy study load, auditioning, composing, arranging, practising, and bowing at the end of it all. To the untrained ear, they could have probably missed the way you were momentarily out of tune or the way that Kevin missed his entry due to his fatigue. The greed consumed you both and most of the stages that you performed were nowhere near satisfactory for any standards that you both set for yourself. After the first performance that you were bashing yourself over, you rationalised that you would need to do another one to make up for the ‘loss’ from the previous one. That you NEED to go to another stage to make up for the ‘loss’ from the previous one.

That cycle is deadly and it keeps going for a while.

“Kev…I’m tired.” It feels like after a whole three years of back-to-back, almost seemingly non-stop performances in addition to the sudden addition from the past two months, you have finally hit a wall that you never wanted to admit. Kevin didn’t need verbal words to know the reason behind the lack of enthusiasm and the way the lyrics sing are no longer as projected and emotionful as before; because it was the same way to him.

“I know…” Kevin sighs. He finally relieves the downward strain on his neck, pulling it back up to rest against the wall. Offering you both comfort, he wraps his arm around the back of your shoulder, his palm pulling your left forearm to get you closer to him, “I’m sorry, I can’t get this right.”

“No, don’t say that.” You finally give in, plopping your head on his left shoulder in defeat, “I’m sorry. You’re doing your best.”

You let most of the silence fill you both, the hints of the trackpad clicking and the way the note that Kevin clicked would play out of his laptop’s speaker to audibly confirm the note that he just readjusted on the musical lines. Kevin’s left hand is maneuvering on the trackpad while his hand pats on your head that rested on his left shoulder, humming comfortingly while you calm your racing thoughts.

“But hey.” Kevin finally speaks up, “I just wanted to say that I like how busy this is making me.” Nodding to his own words, “It makes me forget the other subjects for a while.”

You exhale, knowing how much Kevin has been having a hard time with the other core subjects but still wakes up every day and chooses to smile courageously, “But this isn’t the right way. To forget other things, I mean.”

“I know, I know.” The boy lets out a little ‘aha’ when he finally finds the rhythm that you both wanted, playing the bar again and again, tapping his index finger on his thigh as he follows the 4/4 count, “But hey, thanks for accepting this performance even with all the final year-end exams. Or else I would REALLY be overthinking that recent chemistry test.”

“Love you, bro.” Reminding him thoughtfully to calm the noise in his head, “I’m always here for you.”

“Love you too, sis.” Playfully, he makes a fist and gently taps your forehead with his knuckles, emitting a laugh from you, “Just take a rest, okay? I’ll just,” Kevin adjusts his slouching posture, straightening his back fully against the wall so that his shoulders are higher and more comfortable for you to lay on, “be on another war with this app. You would expect I know all the tricks after using it for a year but guess not.”

So yes, it was a bit of a mess but on the bright side, you are both extremely proud of that final stage together as high school students. It earned a huge round of applause from the audience and many thankful regards were given by all the teachers in the department of music. It was a bittersweet feeling to see the head of music cry at the realisation that he would never see his two best students attend his class anymore but he made you both promise to visit once in a while.

But the performance being an open event, neither of you realised the opportunities or the types of people that would attend the concert. And so here you both are in an educational setting but with casual clothing unlike the blazer, tie, and the one hundred percent cotton blouses that you were forced to wear.

“Gosh Kev, you’re so funny!” Kevin smiles nervously, biting on his bottom lip as he refuses to look at you at all. You continued to laugh a little bit more, the tears in your eyes and the stitch on your abdomen growing with each breath you took. It’s when Kevin doesn’t laugh along or show any indications of joining in that you raise your eyebrows, some sort of nervousness in your eyes, “Wait, you’re being serious?!”

“It’s crazy, I know!” You just stare at him in shock, your mouth hanging wide open at your best friend next to you, “I think I’ll take the chance and university can wait. People can apply to university anytime but this?” He is finally telling you his worries and thoughts that have been running endlessly after two months of keeping it in, “It’s kind of time crucial.”

"Yes,” You understood his worries, knowing that the life of being a celebrity or an idol is quite limited. It has never been said explicitly but at least for Korean companies, there is a reason why there is always a certain age limitation when auditioning, “I get that but Kevin, are you sure? I get that you've always been into music and you've always been good at it! Trust me, I know! But you've always wanted to be here as well! You never really wanted to be a musical artist."

"That's why life is crazy right?"

You just finished your last class of the day and surprisingly Kevin shows up, waiting for you, looking conflicted and stressed about a subject that you obviously did not know about. His tired smile told you everything, you being able to read him easily like an open book. Kevin realises this, his shoulder slumping in defeat with how you look at him in concern and he feels your hesitation to keep the conversation going.

“Your ‘passive-aggressive tiger parents’ are good with it?”

“Well,” Reminded of the day that Stella convinced their parents to let him go with his path and to support his desires, “I guess so? They let me do everything and introduced me to music so it ain't my fault!" He finally turns to you for the first time after the laughing fit, "You’ll support me right?"

"Of course I will!" You confirm incredulously, both your eyebrows raising and the volume of the sentence rising with each word, “Damn we only met a bit over three years ago but it really does feel like we’ve been friends since birth.”

Kevin shrugs, happy with your genuine response to his uncertainties, “I’m just cool in that way.”

A roll of your eyes is your only response to him, “So, when’s the last time that I’ll see your ‘slay’ful face?”

He grimaces at the way you worded the adjective, “Ew, what is that word?” But then the truth had to be dropped someday; that being right now, “Y-Yeah about that.”

“Kevin Moon.” You frown at the way he just whistles to avoid the subject, an obvious action to buy time, “Kevin.”

"Not too soon! Like…like five days…"

Comedically, the crows on the campus made their signature noise and you took in the information slowly.

"WHAT THE BLEEP DUDE?!"

"OKAY IN MY DEFENCE I REALLY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! YOU KNOW HOW INDECISIVE I AM!"

"OKAY BUT YOU NEVER BOTHERED TO TELL ME?!"

"I'M SORRY!"

Smiling at the obvious decrease in the stack of papers that needed to be marked, you decide to stretch your limbs and take a breath of fresh air before your energetic third graders arrive at school. You really left it to the last minute and you can’t wait to finish the last day of the week so that you can chill until another week starts. The weather was strangely gloomy, possibly due to the rainfall and the colder wind. You kind of regretted coming out, especially since the steam from your coffee no longer had that hypnotising white swirl in the air.

But you didn’t leave.

Instead, you even lean over the balcony’s metal railing. Even with the long sleeve covering your elbows, you enjoyed the contrast between your still-healthy body temperature and the icy surface. You weren’t sure why either but you just wanted to bask in the cold air and you can only pray that you weren’t going to get sick. The weather causes your shoulders to tense, bringing them towards the centre of your body to try and conserve some heat. It didn’t work that well but you were still feeling some sort of comfort with the morning weather.

You didn’t realise the time that passed by faster when you were practically doing nothing. The driveway, parking lots, and walkways eventually fill themselves with the diverse colours of school bags, shoes, and hair accessories. Mentally preparing yourself for the day ahead, you prepared your ‘teacher smile’, trying your best to hide your fatigue from the seemingly long week.

"Teacher, teacher!"

You finally lean away from the railing, giving a slight nod to the parent of your most energetic student, and the gesture is returned straight away. Crouching down to match his eye level, you put your palm out to him and he slaps his palm on yours, "Wow. Looks like someone had too much sugar."

"Teacher! Do you know K-Pop?" Your body froze just like the raindrops that didn’t make it to the floor, hanging solid on the rooftop’s overhang, "It's a huge thing right now!"

Oh, if only he knew…

"I can hear your rumbling thoughts like an open book." After his flustered state and a string of apologies that led you to put him in a joking headlock, Kevin grew quiet once again, letting his thoughts fill in the atmosphere between you both, "What's up? And don't lie because you know you suck at it."

The boy attempts to change the subject again, "If it's a book then wouldn't it be read instead of heard?"

"...ok smartass." You stare at him unimpressed with his attempt, "But no seriously, what's up? You know that it's okay not to be okay."

"It's just that…" He ponders, a sad smile on his face as he thinks about his current life situation, "My life is fine as it is right now. It's all great: I'm going to a good university, studying the course I want and I'm looking forward to being a teacher." An eyebrow slowly raised on your side, prompting him to continue, "Why is this happening now? Why is this happening when everything is going fine?" Kevin's facade finally breaks, his eyes pooling with tears with the many unanswered questions, "Why didn't this opportunity come earlier? Maybe when I wasn't in university? I can't even get a refund now…"

"Hey…" Kevin rarely cries in public. For one, you've only seen him cry twice and both times were because he dived in too deep with his plans, making him depressed and lost. You realised once again, with the tears that fell on his jeans that Kevin is not the happy-go-lucky guy who he displays himself to be most of the time. He's human above everything else and even though he always tries to see the best in every situation, it's moments like these that you see your best friend in a different light than the rest of the world, "Money is not all to life, you know? What's the point of stacking up money when you can't even do what you want?"

"But then why would people be so money-crazed then? People work for money…"

"To use it on what they love and need. Some people don't even feel like work is for money." Even though Kevin just stares down at the floor, swinging his legs in the air, you know that he's taking in everything you're saying, "But that's beside the point right now, okay? If making the stage your usual routine will lead you to happiness, then I want you to take it."

"But…why?" The clause can never be fully answered and Kevin knew that despite his multiple endeavours to rake for answers, "Why me? When everything is going well?"

"Because God has different plans for you." Inhaling the colder air, you told yourself to remember this moment between you and him, "I'm not saying you're pretending to be someone you're not. But the moment that you stop pretending, the moment you accept that something out there is better for you, I think will be the moment when you finally accept yourself."

"Are you positive that it'll come?" His voice decreased, along with the final bits of his self-confidence, "The journey of self-acceptance, I mean."

You both have been talking in hushed whispers, as gentle as the whistling wind. But you decide to finally add confidence into the conversation.

"Hey Kevin." The said boy looks up to you, "Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand…"

"...that he may lift you in due time." He finishes the biblical passage that he has been fascinated with for the longest time.

Satisfied, you nod, proud of him, "I can't answer your 'whys', Kevin. To be honest, I don’t think anyone can." You finally voice your opinion, knowing now that your time with him is limited, "But just know that even though you would have strived here in university, one of God's greatest gifts for you is your musicality."

Your words relieve Kevin of his headache, heartache, and the shirt that he has been clamping since the start of the day. You chuckle when Kevin asks for a hug, opening your arms wide to offer him the best comfort that he will forever cherish and be thankful for. Soothingly, you sway your body side to side, humming the melody to the latest (and last) song that you performed together. Kevin joins in with his harmony which has always left people in awe and starstruck.

"Maybe you're just meant to be up there and twerk in front of the camera and not just to our friends." You comment when the song comes to an end.

"Wow, alright." His sniffles didn't cease even when he dragged the final 'w' and 't'.

"You'll be okay, Kevin." The light but secure taps on his back prove your reassuring words, "I know you will."

"Surely…right?" It's the final question that he would ever ask you about this subject, "As we know, not everything we see on the screen is real. I just feel like I'll lose myself because the idol world wants us to be a certain way."

"No, I don't think you will." You pull Kevin away, pouting at his flushed cheeks and tired face, "I know it's stressful to keep up with society but I hope you know that there will be people that will love and support you. And if you make a mistake? If you lose yourself in shape, way, or form? Then you fight. You fight for your rights and fight for them righteously. You’ll fight because like you always say: learn from relationships. You learn the do's and not do's and still keep the relationship genuine."

“You have that much faith in me?”

“I do.” You tilt your chin high in the air, confidence finally reaching him in the form of a bright smile, "And for those who don’t,” You shake your head, flipping your hair back sassily, “those bitches can walk out the door."

You remember the memory somewhat fondly. To be honest, you found it a bit funny because you lost your best friend over music. You would learn after his departure that you would never find a friend like him ever again. Ironically, it was music that brought you two together—yet it was the same thing that drifted you both apart.

It took a while for you to bounce back. You grew bitter about doing music especially when Kevin no longer answered any of your messages anymore out of nowhere. When you bumped into Stella while grocery shopping, you found out that it was because of his phone ban as a trainee. You remember going home that day, feeling guilty that you blamed him, not considering his external situation; especially when you knew that Kevin would never cut someone off without an explanation. Yes, it’s been lonely; you did lose your best friend after all. At first, you regretted letting him go, you resented him for not texting you back and you avoided the stage because it reminded you of him.

But God had a different plan for you too. Because when you accidentally clicked on one of the recommended videos on your page, the satisfied smile, the happy tears and the relieved exhale showed your real feelings that you were merely in a phase of confusion. All the hate, all the resentment, all faded as soon as you heard the slightly changed vocal timbre that you unfortunately are no longer used to. You found peace with the person who dances happily underneath the flashing, colourful lights with ten other boys.

“Teacher?” The boy’s innocent head tilt pulls you back to the present time and he seems pleased with the way you nod to his question, “I like K-Pop too! I found this group! They’re called THE BOYZ!”

You were amazed at the stars that the topic put to your student’s eyes and you nodded intently to his excited story. It’s not long after when the mother pushes her child in, sitting him down so that you can get on with your priorities. You straighten your knees, standing back up, pushing your hips out side to side to stretch from the unexpectedly long conversation.

“Damn, Kev…” Your shoulders and chest rise at the deep breath and your hands find their place on your hips, “And after all these years…you’re still able to make me smile?”

The starting bell rang just in time for your last student to arrive just before you closed the glass door to block out the outside background noise. With the final student ready and set up, you stand in front of the electronic board that displays the first class of the day. Your mind begins to wonder again, particularly about the boy that you once shared a dream with. Routinely, you rhythmically clap to grab everyone’s attention, and surely enough, the conversations between the students die down, and you give back the fond look that your students gave you.

“Shall we start music class?”

The enthusiastic response answers your wondering thoughts and the question you asked yourself outside the classroom.

“Guess that’s just you, Kevin. That’s just who you are, Kev.”

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prince-liest · 16 days ago

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Hi, I just wanted to say I really like your stuff! You were one of the first fanfiction writers I ever got into, and your radiostatic writing is some of the best I've ever read! The 666 series is definitely my favorite, and I've always loved your characterization and expansive vocabulary. After I discovered some of your cool stuff on Ao3, I followed you on Tumblr, and it's super awesome learning more about what you're interested in and all that jazz. I always find your posts about plants and life working in the medical field super informative and intriguing, and I've even done some research on plants on my own time because I thought they were so neat. And I also find it super awesome to learn new medical terms and facts from you. Fun fact, I'm also the anon from the other day's girlfriend who "consistently checks and reloads your blog to see if you have posted," and she's right, I think your stuff is super cool! This is way longer than I wanted it to be, and I am indeed yapping your ear off, but what I was planning to ask is if you could share what kind of music you like? Thanks <333

Ahhhh, thank you so much for your lovely words! <3 I'm genuinely really happy that my blog can bring a little bit of interest excitement into your life! I generally post about things I enjoy and my own nerdery so it's always gratifying to know I'm sharing my interests with folks that also like them!

As for my taste in music: I think it's fairly eclectic, but it kind of just boils down to "things I find catchy." I'm particularly fond of songs that tell stories (ie. musicals, those country songs about women killing their husbands, I used to be really into Vocaloids), but for the most part I'm just a sucker for bops. If I had to narrow it down to a selection of genres, it would probably be musical theatre, rock, and pop. Definitely not restricted to those genres at all, though.

Lately I've been listening to Careful What You Wish For (the doctor said to) by Jack Harris because it fits the driving to work at 5am vibes, even though it makes me want to yell, "That's not how 'antidepressants can increase your risk of suicide' works!!!!!" about one of the lines lmaoooo

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370 days | jhs

it's been 370 days since you started working at your company.... and since you've been crushing on your colleague jung hoseok.

description/tw/tags: ~3.8k words / hoseok x (f) reader / one-shot / fluff / colleagues au / colleague and friends to lovers / sort of before anything actually happens between them, it's the crushing on each other phase! / includes cameos and mentions of the other members / no warnings except swearing / ahhhh this is my first time writing for hoseok so i'm so nervous! i just did this in a few days and i hope i did him justice! thank you to this anon who requested it! i have another idea for f2l hoseok too now!! / feedback is always welcome and appreciated!! 💗 / happy bday hobi!

370 days.

That’s how long you’ve been working at your company.

370 days.

That’s also how long you’ve been crushing on Jung Hoseok.

It all started on one of the most stressful days of your life, which you could also weirdly say you were grateful for on so many levels - including the embarrassing moment that made it that much worse and that much better, all at the same time. Crouching in the stairwell beside the women’s restrooms with your head in your hands and your headphones in your ears, your new job turned out to be a bigger change than you’d expected. The new responsibilities and duties you were tasked with were overwhelming to say the least. You knew your old job didn’t give you enough to do, nor did it challenge or excite you in any way. And following the challenge turned out to be… well, a challenge. You hoped your first proper lunch break would be enough for a quiet, solitary cry… Not five minutes into your little sob session, a taller, smiley boy walked in on you with his lunchbox, humming a tune and shaking his shoulders in a bit of a dance. Quick to pretend to this stranger that you were just lost, he suddenly jolts back too, admitting that he actually was lost, making a wrong turn while intending to go to the men’s restrooms. Blaming it on the music he was listening to and it's supposed irresistible vibe, he hadn't seen the sign by the door.... but he saw right through you.

“Hey… are you okay?” he asks after explaining himself. The careful step he takes makes you wish the ground would just swallow you whole. As if it could get any more overwhelming, why did a cute boy have to find you crying on your first day of work?!

“I am, thank you, sir… It’s nothing, really,” you force a smile, trying to mirror the genuine one that never left his face.

“It’s not nothing - I’m sure. And don’t call me ‘sir,’ Jesus Christ. I’m not old… and you must be new here.” To your surprise, the boy sits down on the steps, unzipping his colorful lunchbox. “Sit. Tell me, what’s up?”

“Don’t you need the restroom?” you ask, gesturing towards the door, hoping he’d leave you alone in your misery…. so you don’t know why it shocks you when he actually gets up.

“Oh, fuck, yes, I do. I do need to use the restroom and wash my hands. I can't believe I was gonna eat without doing that. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back.”

The man was a happy one, but even so, you would’ve dashed…. if there wasn’t something authoritative in his voice. Why on Earth did you feel scared to leave? He must’ve been one of your bosses or a senior at the company with a presence like that. And you embarrassed yourself by not recognizing him and by having him catch you crying in the corner of the building on your very first lunch break…. great. Looking at your hands, fingers intertwined and playing with one another in front of you - too “goody-two-shoes” and innocent-like, you looked as though you were awaiting a scolding. With a command like that, you might’ve been - you still didn’t know the man or how this company worked.

But the happy man comes back with his lunchbox and a packet of potato chips, tossing it to you while he sat back down on the concrete steps.

“Talk.”

To this day, you have no idea what you told Hoseok. All you knew was that he told you to talk, and you did - immediately, before you even knew his name or who he was. You were too scared of him, of your job, and your responsibilities that everything just came flowing out of you. But you’d never forget how he reacted. You were honest, and so was he…. brutal, in fact. He listened, then laid out everything you’d need to have and do to make it in the company, his time since getting employed there, and everything you were about to face and be rewarded with. Every fear you had was justified, and every worry was backed up. It was daunting… until he broke it down. Step by step. Word by word. Though Hoseok’s voice was stern…. the honesty, passion, and faith in his words elicited something different in you…

“So… still overwhelmed?”

“Yes,” you reply quietly.

“But a bit more ready?” he senses, squinting as he looks at you, his lips twisting upwards.

“…Yes," you nod - a genuine smile now on your face too.

Hoseok’s smile grows wider before he lets out a cheer and gives you a thumbs-up and a high five.

“I knew it. You’ll kill it.”

So it’d been 370 days.

Hoseok was still the same, but you surely weren’t.

Sure, you’d find yourself getting overwhelmed on a bad day, and on a really bad day, you found yourself in that stairwell again. But the old you would’ve ran. The confidence you’d been building up since then got you to where you were today. Work excited you now, just as much as it used to frighten you. It was a long and tough journey to get to this point, but it was worth it... and a piece of cake when you broke it down - little by little and step by step, as Hoseok had told the old you. Whereas you used to cower away from any big projects, you now look at every challenge with a “come and get me” attitude. A promotion or a raise was definitely on the horizon.... with time. It’s only been over a year since you started, but everyone was more than happy with your work - especially you.

The only area of your life that that level of confidence hadn’t crept into was your love life.

All this time and you still didn't have it in you to actually ask Hoseok out. You were sure the guy was taken - he had to be, especially considering how much everyone loves him. So you'd had a few flings over the past year - all set up by the office party boy, Jimin - but they were hookups and nothing more. You’d call them meaningless, but they did help boost your confidence too - you didn't settle and were more sure of what you wanted in a man… which is to say you were more than sure you still had the same compulsive workplace crush for over a year.

It was your third day at work when you suspected you’d already had a crush on Hoseok, attributing it to his smile and the bubbly personality he never tried to hide for fear of it being unprofessional…. but over time, you realized it was much more than that and that there was so much more to Hoseok - you knew it since that day in the stairwell. He was funny, cheery, hardworking, and cute, of course. But it was his unrelenting honesty and faith that did it. He believed in others, as he did you that day, and truly wanted others to do better - not even for the sake of their company, but for their own sake. As a team leader, you saw how he thrived and loved mentoring and dealing with his coworkers. You desperately wanted to be under him - in more ways than one - but you were just as content with the leader of your task force, Min Yoongi. Together, they were two of the three leaders, with the third, Kim Namjoon, acting as the head of the entire division. It had been clear since day one that you’d either be directly working with Namjoon or Yoongi rather than Hoseok, but he was the one to calm you down when you were officially assigned.

He should've been up at the front of the office with Yoongi and Namjoon during orientation - in his place among the team leaders. Still, he lingered beside you the entire time, even introducing himself and his work while standing amongst the new cohort of employees. Some part of you wished he'd remembered you from the stairwell and stayed so you'd see a familiar face in the crowd, but you quickly shove the thought away. Surely, he had no time for that.

“Namjoon and Yoongi…. they both look intimidating, but they’re harmless,” he reassured you when the presentations were over.

A squeaky giggle erupted behind you. Turning around, you see the goofy laugh come from a slender and incredibly handsome employee who now had his arms around Hoseok. “Hey, newbie. Just by hearing that, I knew you were new. Isn't that cute? Knew you were new. Ha. Anyways, if you should be scared of anyone…. it’s Hoseok,” he says, letting out the man's name in a whisper, contrasting the loudness of the rest of his sentence and the one that followed it. “Be grateful you aren’t in his team… I know I am.”

Hoseok dismissed the comment, saying that the handsome man - named Jin - was just one of his best friends messing around… But Jin’s words never left you. They never made sense for a while though - why should one be scared over the smileyest person in the office when Yoongi’s silence and Namjoon’s gaze shook you to your core for three months. Eventually, you suspected you understood what Jin actually meant, seeing Hoseok in action from a distance…. but even so, you don’t think you were ever scared of the man. He was just as you expected him to be - direct, honest, a pro, a perfectionist, and maybe a bit strict. When you’d begun to realize it, you’d also started seeing the softer sides to Namjoon and Yoongi - it was a stark contrast to your first impressions of the three leaders, but if you were scared of anything, it’d be disappointing yourself or any of them…. but mainly Hoseok. You had to prove yourself to the boy who blindly believed in you.... but he never failed to remind you that you needed to do it for yourself above all.

Seeing him walk around the office and do his routine motivational morning check-ins and cheers with the entire floor, even with those that would never work with him, only affirmed your feelings for him. Everyone knew Hoseok, and Hoseok knew everyone.

Had it been 150 days ago, your heart rate would’ve been concerning for the few minutes he talked to you every morning. But that was the old you. Sure, you got excited when you saw him pass by - but your excitement changed, just like you did. Now saw it as a game. Hoseok had challenged you to set goals in regard to your assignments and tasks to complement the challenges you faced - little did he know that that had crept into your interactions with him as well. The first challenge was to talk to Hoseok more and more - and the second was to ignore the flips your stomach did every time he passed by. The third was to get him to compliment you, and he surprisingly accomplished that the very same day you'd set it. It wasn't a huge challenge, you later realized, since he also compliments your deskmate...

The fourth challenge was one you shared with Hoseok himself, daring him to come up with an outfit ‘concept’ every single day - in any small way. It might’ve been somewhere around the 2-month mark when you realized Hoseok loved fashion just as much as he loved challenges. You mindlessly dared him to be creative every single day when he walked in one day with a weirdly professional Halloween-themed outfit in October - later realizing you had no idea where you got the guts to do so. Thinking he'd just forget the whole thing, which you cringed at the night before, you were surprised to see him come back with a very subtle Snoopy-inspired look the next day. He hasn’t missed a day since.

“Hey hey, guess who I am?” Hoseok immediately starts when he got to your desk, standing above you in a crisp white shirt and blue trousers - if it weren’t for the box of pink donuts he was holding, you would’ve thought this was a tame, weird outfit for Hoseok.

“Hmmm…. a sexy Donald Duck?”

“Come on."

“I’m kidding - I’d know a sexy Homer Simpson anywhere,” you say, smiling wide when he hands the box of donuts to you. “Thank you, Hoseok - you didn’t have to.”

“It completes the outfit! Plus, you can share - your deskmate will likely eat half of them anyways.”

You don’t look beside you to see if the round-faced boy gave Hoseok a glare - how could you look away from the man standing before you?

“Tell me, Y/N, how’s the new project going? Is Yoongi giving you a hard time?”

Your attempt at keeping the conversation brief was futile - your new project excited you more than anything you’d worked on in this job and the others before it, and Hoseok was the only one who'd listen... except for Yoongi, who was paid to do so. Hoseok’s shared excitement and active engagement only kept you talking, as they did practically every morning. He never interrupted once.

“Sorry, Hoseok - I went on about it but… it’s a challenge. A good one. I feel like I’m… actually using my brain as much as I can, you know?”

“I know,” he nods. “I’m so proud. This is exactly what you should be doing and you're on the right path. Keep it up. I have a meeting to get to, but I want to hear more about it. Don’t forget me, okay?”

“I could never,” you reply before Hoseok walks straight past your deskmate and the entire row of people he missed greeting while talking to you. Oops. He must've really been late. You almost feel guilty for stealing him away for a minute too long.... but who could blame you? You'd soak up every second you'd get with him. And knowing Hoseok, he’d make up for it by passing by the others during lunch or on his way out.

“You’re brave,” whispered Jungkook, your deskmate and co-worker who joined the company alongside you 370 days ago. With time, he also grew to become one of your closest friends - and the only other person in the office who knew about your crush.

“Just because I greeted Hoseok?” you reply to the boy sitting beside you, resisting the urge to turn around and watch the man walk around the open floor plan with his fresh cup of coffee.

“Yeah…. you wouldn't stop talking, you know?” he scratches his head. “Does love make you brave? I would expect it’d make one nervous. Well, that’s how normal people would react, anyway. With all your bravery and confidence - this weird thing with Hoseok and that proposal you nailed last week - you might as well just grab the guy and push him up against the wall and tell him you love him.”

You roll your eyes at your favorite colleague, but he goes on.

“He’s clueless, you know. And I don’t know why you’re so sure the guy is taken… I’d find out for you, but Hoseok’s so… intimidating. I just can’t talk to him, even when he passes by and tries to motivate me - our conversations barely last half a minute. Jimin-hyung, he tells me how strict he is, and I’m just glad I’m under Namjoon. Namjoon motivates me. Namjoon’s so…”

“You don’t need to get into it, Jungkook, we know,” you stop him. “And just because you get nervous around your crush doesn’t mean I do.” How’d you get paired up with the teacher’s pet? When you first met Jungkook during orientation, you never suspected the big, muscled jock to be a fanboy of your leader, but apparently, he was. You have to admit, it made him cuter seeing his eyes grow wider whenever he got to work with Namjoon directly on specific projects. It was crazy how much he loved his job.

“But see, with Namjoon, it’s like a platonic work crush, and I’m still so… in awe and nervous when I talk to him,” Jungkook continues, staring at his team leader on the other side of the open floor offices. “Taehyung is the only one that gets me. Namjoon's sexy, smart…. I wanna be like him.”

“Jungkook-ah,” you laugh. “If you talk about Namjoon one more time, I’ll make you go stand in the corner for five minutes as punishment.”

“And how will you do that?”

“I’ll take away your banana milk.”

“That’s punishment enough,” the boy laughs, not even trying to be sneaky as he steals two donuts from Hoseok's box before turning back to his computer screen with his bunny-toothed smile and wide eyes.

Staring back at your screen too, you see an instant message appear from none other than Hoseok. A picture of Yoongi photoshopped onto the body of a cat with the words “have a great meowrning, everyone!”

You can’t help but smile at the photo, but can't help being confused when you turn to Jungkook to see a blank stare on his face…. Odd, considering how much he loved to tease Yoongi for being catlike - despite Yoongi being his superior and not even his team leader… you were in awe of how much Yoongi let him get away with.

Looking over at Taehyung and Jin, two desks away, they didn't react either. Very odd. You had overheard Jin having a discussion with Hoseok comparing Yoongi's hands to a cat's paws, not less than 48 hours ago.

Brushing it off, you get back to work.

“Jungkook-ah… do you know any cute girls?”

“Jin-hyung…. don’t tell me,” Jungkook responds softly, standing behind you in your shared corner of the office floor - punishment for distracting you by gushing about Namjoon for five minutes straight. When Jin had seen Jungkook just standing around - seemingly doing nothing but pouting - the older goofball ran up to check on him. You weren’t too surprised that the conversation shifted to the topic of girls, having overheard countless exchanges between the boys that worked in your office and hearing them discuss girls and romantic flings way more than you’d like, but considering Jin's character and the fact that you had met Jin’s long-term girlfriend, you were definitely taken aback by his question.

“Oh, no. Not for me,” Jin chuckles heartily. “Bro, I’m thinking of proposing.”

The noise you hear afterward is undoubtedly a shove.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch,” he whines. “Sorry to scare you. Anyways, do you know any cute girls?”

“Well, besides my girlfriend, no, I don’t. And sorry, but she’s unavailable. Ask Jimin he’s… connected. He set me up with her. But why are you asking me, hyung?”

“For Hoseok.”

Those two words were enough to make your entire world freeze. You couldn’t even scroll the page on your computer if you tried your hardest to. If the screen started malfunctioning, you wouldn’t notice. The words you had written on your screen - some of your proudest work - looked like they were written in another language. Nothing made sense… you almost didn’t realize that Jin had already continued talking.

“…. so it’s been a while. About… wow, maybe it’s been over a year since he had someone? And this is the first time he mentioned wanting to get into a relationship, he said he feels like he has to start dating again. And you know him, he’s picky as fuck. I talked to him about several of my girlfriend's friends, and he passed on them all. Maybe he likes someone. Or, knowing Hoseok, maybe he’s waiting for someone to make a move. He’s sitting in the break room now, moping about whether he should download dating apps and… Hey, Jungkook-ah, why do you look so happy?"

"I think I know someone..."

You find some feeling in your body, just enough to turn around and face the boys standing behind you. Only able to glance at Jungkook quickly, you see the look of shock and excitement on his face and wonder if yours conveyed the same emotions or the nerves bubbling up in your stomach.

“He’s single?” you ask Jin. All you needed was one final confirmation.

The older man simply nods, he didn’t even care that you’d been listening in on their conversation - he was used to it. If you didn’t overhear something, Jungkook and Jimin would let you know of anything you missed anyways.

“Hoseok? Yeah. He has been for over a year now. Hey, do you know any -”

You were up and out of your chair in a matter of seconds without a single thought in this world. The usual 2-minute walk to the break room felt like it took three seconds as you crossed the vast office floor and down a flight of stairs to the break room.

Sure enough, sitting slouched over a table and his same colorful lunchbox, distressed and confused in contrast, was Jung Hoseok.

You weren’t about to waste another second - not even to take a deep breath, before swinging the glass door open.

“Jung Hoseok. You. Me. Dinner. Tonight. 9 pm. That Chinese restaurant you keep talking about.”

Knowing Hoseok, you had to make your intentions clear.

“A date. You and me.”

The look on Hoseok’s face was one you’d never seen before. He was…stunned, taking way too long to answer. Realizing you’d never seen that look on his face before, you think maybe he really was as strict as the boys made him out to be… Maybe he was rethinking your entire friendship - which you just realized you could lose. Maybe you could lose something else. Because maybe you just committed a workplace violation. Maybe you just instigated a romantic affiliation with your colleague - not only that, your superior - in a work environment that definitely wouldn’t have allowed it. Maybe you were about to be reprimanded or worse, fired.

The chuckle you hear interrupts your brief moment of panic. Looking around, you see a third person in the room, Namjoon, at the very back, making himself a cup of tea with a wide smile on his face. Maybe it wouldn’t be a violation… if the boss was this happy. The immediate nod he gave you was enough to shove your worries away and finally look back at Hoseok… who was, unbelievable to you, blushing and trying to hold back a smile. Maybe he did need someone to ask him out, as Jungkook and Jin kept saying.

“I… yes. yes, Y/N. See you there.”

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livealittleoc-cb · 1 year ago

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Small Update!

TW/CW food depicted in pictures

🐉: Thought walking around a field and pick some flowers would make my life more aesthetic…now my allergies are acting up and smoke keeps coming out of my nose- But my outfit is amazing and my makeup is on point~ *grin* It glows in the dark! *little baby squeal* I am pretty like this for later tonight, it was a test run but the club is glow in the dark, pink and green themed! All drinks glow in the dark too I’m actually so excited~ *sighs happily* I love being a club worker~

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scrollll · 4 months ago

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For the fiction writing ask meme: 11, 36, 51, and 78!

I am so utterly shocked by this ask, ahhhh, okay, okay, hold on!

11: Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

I'm an extremely lazy person, but if jumping from scene to scene was a sport, you'd see me in Paris at the Olympics this year😅

Many stories start with a few snippets of random scenes, plot twists or even final moments in my head, but even when I have an idea, I often start jumping while writing the story. It helps a lot, but sometimes I end up at point F, then look back to point A (where I should be) and wonder just how the hell I'm supposed to get from A to F in a half-logic way.

36: What fic are you proudest of?

There's more than one story I'm incredibly proud of.... ahhhh, can't decide with my Playboy fics, both have a very special place in my heart♡ From another fandom, I'm going to go for one of my VegasPete fics where I gave Pete plenty of guns, enough reasons to kill an entire cartel, and let every thug in the story know why no one should mess with this couple (unhinged, protective badass mf Pete with equally protective and unhinged Vegas) Manhunt still needs one last chapter and I'm working on it, though I'm having a hard time coming up with a worthy ending for it....

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

Tbh, not very much, I think. Often I start writing because I really want to see a specific trope or portrayal of a character that doesn't exist yet or doesn't exist enough for my "reader heart", so I just write it myself. If I find someone else who loves similar tropes along the way, all the better :D (But there are also some tropes that I love reading but can't write myself atm, so I'm very glad for all the creativity and talent in the fandoms♡)

78: What motivates you during the writing process?

Comments. (Pardon my following little monologue: really, I LOVE THE PLAYBOYY AO3 READERS! I have gotten some of the most spectacular, insightful, beautiful and amazing commentary from them that makes my day better every time I reread it, which happens A LOT. They don't know just what perfect people they are, and I don't think they'll ever realize how much I love their brilliant minds and ideas!!!)

Comments keep my spirit alive, especially because I often start uploading before I've even finished writing the story. When I'm writing just for me: music. I love song recs and new lyrics that get the little gears going in my head. And last but not least: Spite.

Once a friend told me not to write such a drunk-ass story so I completly normal screached "WATCH ME!" and finished that whole thing in one night.

Thank you so much for the ask<3 I wish you lots of motivation and inspiration for your works! (And I am very excited for your playboyy wips!)

(Fanfiction writing ask game)

#ask game #asked and answered #writing #fanfics #fanfic #fandom #thank you so much^.^

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milli0n-dollar-fool · 1 year ago

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spoilers

since mr gaiman said we could maybe write our notes as we watch each episode i’m going to start doing that because i need to understand what happened the whole season LMAO im so distracted by ep*s*d* s*x

Episode 1 – The Arrival

The thing Crowley is holding looks like the thing he used to stop time

His hair is GORGEOUS

He’s so bubbly and wholesome

Aziraphale didn’t know he was helping to make the stars

This is why Crowley wanted so badly to go to the stars with Aziraphale last season

Crowley sort of refers to Aziraphale as kind of below him? Like rank-wise (note Aziraphale is a cherub?)

Aziraphale looked so hopeful introducing himself to Crowley then he doesn’t even tell him his name LMAO

HIS EXCITED SQUEAL

Is this how he wanted to watch the world go in season 1? From space with Aziraphale?

Not aziraphale thinking Crowley was referring to him with the “look at you, you’re gorgeous”

“and I think you’ve done an excellent job” shoot me now

So this is what Crowley is like with a will to live (JOKING)

“stars everywhere” didn’t he say that in the “what are they putting in bananas these days”

Help the music sliding down when aziraphale breaks the news I didn’t notice that before

Crowley’s face

‘call it a nebula’ HE’S SO PROUD OF IT

‘if I was the one running it all’ *immediately looks around nervously*

‘how much trouble can I get into just for asking a few questions’ honey you’ve got a big storm coming

THE STARS RAINING AND THE WING AHHHHHH

Love David tennant getting his name before Michael sheen in the credits

We didn’t see the blimps or raining rabbits in this season – s3?

Switched little sign thingies

THE SIGN CROWLEY WROTE ABOUT CLOSING TIMES AHH

“hello Maggie” HIS VOICE IS SO GENTLE

“what if I were to take these Shostakovich records without paying for him” HE SAYS IT SO MISCHIEVIOUSLY

Also I love some of shostakovich’s pieces

“I’m very good at forgiveness, it’s one of my favourite things” PARALLEL TO “I FORGIVE YOU” RAHHH

I like how you can see crowleys eyes behind his sunglasses

“frozen peas” he’s not letting down his man aziraphale

She has her order memorized AHRIOAA

Head empty no thoughts goob intro

HELP ME THE BARE HUG SQUEEZE I WOULD RATHER DIE

STOP LOOKING UP AND DOWN AZIRAPHALE

‘near one particular person’ ‘no certainly not’ bffr

Was the something terrible thing heaven hunting him down

His smirk at “his royal smugness is in trouble that’s so sad” AHHHH

“you’re funny. I love you” hello?

The fly in the box heh

Aww his face after ‘what box’

I will die for Muriel

TONE OF VOICE

“go back a long time’ ok

‘because there’s a naked man there?’ JEALOUSSSS

“is it something I can help you with?’ JEALOUSSSS

So like we were right about Crowley eating/drinking really fast

“purely selfish action’ not very angelic of you

I wonder what the rest of his keys are for

HIM PUTTING HIS GLASSES ON THE HORSE LMAO

“ask him properly” I jumped

“I am dusting” HE JUMPED LMAO

Dartmoor sherlock reference I see you

Arguing 25 minutes into the show I see

‘precious, peaceful, fragile’ man

‘if you refuse to help me you’re at liberty to go’ paralleling ep*s*d* s*x is gut wrenching

“no, I would love you to help me” im crying he really is picking up the pace

How long was that blue car out there for

Ngl him smiting everywhere was kinda

“you’re misunderstanding me uriel” “im understanding you very well. You think somebody should be giving orders and that someone is you” PARALLEL TO THE END

I unironically love Michael

Crowley looks so tired in his Bentley :(

For a sec I thought we were going to get traitor traitor Crowley

The way he sprawls lmao

Beelzebub trying to find the man theyre down bad for lmao

The way they converse comfortably instead of Crowley being afraid of Beelzebub

Aww Maggie being sheltered :(

GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY

“theres only room for one of us in this lane and it’s not you” crying

I love how nina remembers people based off their coffee order – That’s Mr Six Shots of Expresso

“my bad” aww

The way he was listing when he did the I was wrong dance WHAT HAPPENED

Were those the years of the flashbacks I’ll check later (1650, 1793, 1941)

I love the dance I need the backstory

“very nice” rolling

“together” im crying

Parenting is going well

‘it would barely move the dials’ okay

They look so determined

Their smiles when they thought they did the miracle right aww

And theres the end of the episode folks what do we think

#this is for my use lmao #might be interesting for other people to see as well #please tell me your thoughts i can't hold this in forever #not me being the only friend with prime none of my other friends have watched it :(#i have a class tomorrow with my favourite teacher who's already watched it can't wait to lose our minds together #good omens show #crowley good omens #aziraphale good omens #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season 2 #good omens spoilers #spoilers #go2 spoilers #ready to marry anyone who diligently tags spoilers

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effelants · 5 months ago

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For the Dragon Age Q&A: 10 and 18

Hi, thanks so much for asking! <3 *_*

I’m answering questions from this Dragon Age: The Veilguard Hype ask meme drafted by the amazing incredible wonderful @ellstersmash! Ask me anything!

10. Which location are you most excited/hoping to explore in-game?

Answered here! <3

18. Which aspect of fandom are you most looking forward to? (e.g. reading/writing fic, the bounty of gorgeous art, getting to know new people, etc.)

Oh, this one is EASY, I am really really really looking forward to the wonderful creative buzz. Just that wonderful brain buzz of feeling creative and seeing everyone around you feeling the same way and coming out with amazing art and fic and music and screenarchery and intricately developed OCs and and and. Ahh. Ahhhh. AHHHHHH.

So. Excited.

#dragon age #datvg #datv #ask meme #meme queen

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rainbowbeanstyles · 9 months ago

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ahhhh a fellow larrie and a member of the clique!!! there’s more than one <3 are you excited for new music?

well hello there :D nice to see some larrie clikkies too!!! am i excited? FUCK YES. we've been waiting enough it's time for this new music to drop i've been listening to the little teaser they showed us these days it sounds so good. just a couple of hours and we have it🤲

#ILL STOP RIGHT THERE #im so excited #the end of the whole story with this album tho ouchieieee #but its going to be so good im gonna enjoy this whole thing sm #asks #<3333

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1d1195 · 9 months ago

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ok ok ! lots to talk about !

i finally read all of dolcezza and HABDJSAHGAGS oh my goodness. even after reading all your works for well over a year now, i don’t think ill even get used to how amazing of a writer you are. i truly FELT everything in that story, from her pain of asking for help (she’s soooo real omfg she’s just like me) to the anxiety and terror in the last chapter ???? HELLO I WAS SO SCARED SHDBJSJAHS IT WAS SOOOO GOOD I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU HAVE PLANNED FOR THE BLURBS they were truly soulmates since the first part when they ran into eachother🥹🥹🥹 i LOVED how he was so mushy and soft and just completely head over heels for her it gave me ALL the feels😭😭💞💞✨✨

next: I JUST FINISHED MY FRIEND’S TOYOTA AND OMGGGGG AHHHHH !!!!! it’s soooooo cute and soft and the way they’re both just hopeless romantics looking for the love of their life i cantttt😭 AND IT WAS SO CUTE HOW YOU ADDED THE WHOLE “should i bring a coat” SCENE LIKE IN THE SONG AHHHH I WAS SMILING SO HARD I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHATS GONNA HAPPEN WITH THEM (and when they finally get close enough to share that they both had the same fantasies for their college years ????🥹🥹🥹🥹 im gonna sob)

i just ughhhh i love your writing and your characters soooooo much you never fail to make me fall COMPLETELY in love with your stories

ALSOOOO I LISTENED TO THE SONG AND OMGGGG IT FEELS LIKE LAYING IN A MEADOW AT THE START OF SPRING WHEN ALL THE FLOWERS AND TREES ARE JUST STARTING TO BLOOM AND JUST LAYING IN THE GRASS AND STARING AT THE SKY AND FEELING THE WIND UGHHH ITS SOOO GOOD THANK YOU FOR THE REC I ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYSSS APPRECIATE THE MUSIC (along with everything else!)

love you and hope you’re doing reallyyyy well <333

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AHHHH Yay yay yay yay!

I'm so flattered you think I'm such a good writer 😭 it's so so nice of you!

I love making Harry a mushy mess of a man. I assume he is and i will not be told differently 💕 I have gotten the feeling that we could start a club here on 1d1195.tumblr.com about being too hard on ourselves and not being able to ask for help 😭💕 I'm glad you related to her! I always find it's easier to read when the character is relatable in someway. I'm sorry you have a hard time asking for help. I truly know how difficult and lonely that can be! I'm sorry for making you so scared but hopefully it was quite the relief by the end! I'm glad you're excited for future blurbs! I am too! 🤭 I should probs come up with some ideas besides an alternate stalker-scene hehehehe

I LOVE writing about songs. It's the easiest way for me to write, honestly. I guess that speaks more to the song-artist than about me hehehe. The second I hear a song I like, I envision a whole story about the lyrics. Noah Kahan has been KILLING me for months. His new song Forever just officially dropped today and I can't with "we can't make rent, so we window shop." I have lots of ideas based on songs rolling around in my head and you can see how quick I write when I have a song that makes the story easier based on some of my older work (not that I'd recommend reading anything older it's trashy af).

YOU ARE THE SWEETEST 😭💕

I have yet to fully dive into the lyrics of Paint, but glossing over them, they seem a bit sad. So idk if I'd be able to write one of my cute-gross stories, but I might spin it another direction. I'm so glad you liked it and love your description of it! I agree completely (also if I were to write about this song, I'd probs include a meadow scene).

Thanks so much for reading my stuff! I appreciate you greatly!!!

xoxo

#🎶#dolcezza #my friend's toyota

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sailoryooons · 1 year ago

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Cannot express how excited I am for new Epik High music ahhhh

#non bts

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thekidsare-not-alright · 2 years ago

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my thoughts from the DIY article

"I didn’t know anything about horn arranging when I was 23. Now I know quite a bit about it, and I was able to bring that to the record" horn arranginggg HHHHH !!!!! YSISGRHD

"making the same movie" a lotta patrick's movie scoring ideas in here, loving it (not to mention LFTOS' 80s fantasy movie vibes yess)

pete called SMFS w/ neil avron being like a homecoming

almost half the record made in one week jfhsjdgsj this is PASSION im so excited

not to mention pete wasn't sure about it n all ("pandemic baby") so the fact that he's here is representative of how much he wants to do this record now

and then the other half made after the hella mega tour, sorta inspired by that. I fucking love green day okay this is a dream come true (besides maybe a billy joel or freddie mercury collab rip or an actual collab w/ green day or i could go on tbh shh)

time to listen to Danny Elfman and Fiona Apple ig

"It’s a big record, full of orchestras, rock guitars, horn arrangements and the wide range of musical references you’d expect from a group of guys with such diverse tastes." Not sure who's saying this but yeah AHHHH makes me happy

"I started pushing for more streamlined choruses that were easier to sing and easier to discern," patrick about SRAR

"[With this new album], our manager sat me down and said not to do that."

^LYRICS N THINGS N YALL SEE WHAT IM SAYING RIGHT? RIGHTHDHDH

I like the idea of patrick being hulk cause it means he's also bruce banner and that kinda checks imo

Quote: Sometimes you’ll be out to dinner with another band and you’ll be like, ‘My guy does this’, and they’re like, ‘Don’t you hate him?’ Like no, actually. It’s possible to not have egos and get on pretty well.

I believe that is about green day specifically based on another interview if it wasn't obvious. some joke about them listening to GD's green room door lol

bronx is HOW OLD???

something something lyrics are personal to everyone in the entire audience isnt that magical im gonna cry

seriously I am so fucking excited

overall we've heard most of this already (this might be an interview that has already happened and I am just behind the times tbh lmk) but it feels very good to hear

March 24th is in a few weeks time to scream

#Fall out boy #Pete wentz #Patrick stump #I wanna say more about the lyrics n patricks singing but idk head empty. Just love #Green day #btw that is a very low image quality it's literally a screenshot i'm sorry it is all the skill i have #also idk how to make ids properly so if someone wants to write one that'd be great I would love to add that/reblog #no id

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oolathurman · 2 years ago

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ok so despite what everyone may think i am first and foremost a zelda fan and the new nintendo direct zelda trailer has me YELLING and i'm gonna copy paste what i said in discord but be warned there is a conspiracy wall and pins and thread everywhere. this is a long post you have been warned. special interest go brrrr so hard i might need new RAM.

I'm so excited for matt mercer for voicing ganon

i think the car thing. it looks like nintendo saw everyone fucking with physics and making their own diy vehicles and shit in the first game and then nintendo was like 'fuck it let's make it a feature'

AIR DROPPING ENEMIES ONTO YOU?????

am now more convinced than i was previously that the twilight realm/shadow plane/whatever (a la twilight princess) will be a part of this game, give the floaty bits and the reversed sounding music clips. however i never did play tp so /shrug

hee hee funny hats on mobs

are we leaning more into zelda puzzles again cuz i fucking hope so i miss that shit bro

give me my enrichment puzzles

did ganon gain sheikah slate magnesis powers???? the light blue connection bits between this golem's bits look like magnesis.

screaming alone in the house I'm excited for loz totk

the crop circle shapes are gonna be a new puzzle and if I'm wrong I'm eating my shoe. like there is no fucking way the zelda series would have something like that and NOT make a puzzle out of it.

SHEIKAH SLATE FUNCTIONS BUILT INTO YOUR NEW ARM

still can't figure out what culture may have made that shield but damn if it doesn't look cool. there's the crying eye element which would make me think sheikah but also it's so very different than the sheikah eye logomark we've known all this time????

new arm looks dead. did ganon's arm get grafted on him. tf.

also if this is sheikah tech it is not a flavor we have seen yet. unsure if it IS sheikah or my hope for twilight tech.

the thing on his belt ARE WE GETTING LIMITED CHARGES OF SOMETHING. WHAT IS THIS. IT LOOKS LIKE CAPSULES.

MY HYPERFOCUS AND SPECIAL INTEREST IN ZELDA IS EVERYWHERE RIGHT NOW AHHHHHH

yeah we def DIYing our own shit now hehehehe

ALSO LOOK AT YHE FACE ON HIS TRACTOR WHAT CULTURE ARE YOU FROM THIS LOOKS LIKE. IDK SOUTH AMERICAN VAGYELY INCAN SHIT. ANOTHER STRING FOR THE TWILIGHT REALM PIN

IT'D ALSO EXPLAIN WHY THERE WAS THAT AREA IN BOTW THAT HAD VAGUELY INCAN LOOKING ARCHITECTURE AND IT JUST WAS NEVER EXPLAINED

I THINK THE TWILIGHT REALM IS THE EXPLAN wait link did you just. grab a random stable for your tractor. is that what that wooden structure is. oh my god babygirl.

99 luftballon also yall see the very angular smoke coming from that floaty bit on the left right. let me. screenshots one sec.

also look at twilight architecture while i find screenshots

k this was the best i could find but the lil squares and shit. it's always been very TP. and now elements of that are being brought to totk.

there is so. much. thread. on the "twilight realm" pin rn on this mental conspiracy theory board.

link gets goody baskets from the sky now

also adding more conspiracy theory thread. the architecture from the twilight realm uses that cyan color.

also idr if tp uses reversed vocals at all but i know that in general loz uses a lot of audio cues, and will back that thing up and reverse it, and /flaps wildly/

i am conspiracy theorying so hard yall IM SO ECCITRD FOR RHIS GAME

ZELDA SAYS "LEND HIM YOUR POWER" NOT "LEND ME YOUR POWER" "LEND HIM YOUR POWER" IM 90% SURE SHES TALKING ABOUT GANON AND IF SHE IS DO WE GET GANONDORF IN A BIGGER ROLE THIS TIME OH MY GOD

AHHHH YHE ERHU SOUNDING INSTRUMENT PLAYING ZELDAS LULLABY IM CRYING YALL

ok so a few things (i started out with 'two things' and then the list kept growing)

that arm is definitely dead. still not convinced that's his original arm.

he's tossing the master sword to go save zelda oh my god i'm crying yall (listen the knight who would risk everything for his charge is a trope i would die for and apparently so will link)

that arm is glowing red. that specific red has been the color of Malice TM and Ganon TM in botw

this clip comes right before the 'lend him your power' line I AM 98.88% SURE THAT IS GANON'S ARM god the conspiracy threads are so tangled rn yall

another thing, he's got that... idk, brass banding thing? from earlier? off of his arm in this clip. and now the arm is glowing woooooo so that tells me that whatever it was, it was keeping the Malice TM away, probably away from consuming him too much.

how heavily will we see the consequences of malice eating away at him, idk.

but given that the malice has like. eaten away at his clothes, even the leather that's keeping his shit in place (look at how worn it is in the second pic compared to his completely fine and unmarked bracer on his left arm), wait where was i going with this. oh yeah. this seems like Malice is a fast acting thing.

also fwiw a good handful of other folks in the video comments are also talking about how they're reminded of twilight princess so i don't think it's TOO far fetched.

---- end copy paste, time for More Of My Opinion B) ----

so at this point i'm pretty sure of a few things but it's also late at night so i could probably be convinced of almost anything. that said, i'm pretty sure of a few things.

that's no longer link's original arm. (my best bet is it's ganon's arm.)

the twilight realm, dark realm, mirror realm, whatever it is, it's coming back. it's not far fetched given that botw is sorta a conglomerate of a lot of elements from previous games, or has easter eggs from a lot of other games (eg tingle's islands, lon lon ranch), and TP was one of their biggest games.

ganon and link swapping arms could also explain(?) why that golem has magnesis keeping it together. tho this feels like a stretch.

90% sure we're having more involved puzzle dungeons again which i'm excited about.

i'm preordering this game idc what you think

#personal post tag i guess #the legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #crying screaming etc etc

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