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a-dragons-journal · 4 years ago

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i dont "kin for fun" but through tiktok i found out about the whole kin for fun vs actual otherkin... situation ig? im having a really hard time taking it seriously... maybe im just burnt out and bitter from dealing with the worlds current events, and maybe its because on tiktok the only people i saw mad about it were white people, but you're the most reasonable person ive seen talking about it (a lot of other posts have this odd tone that 12 year olds on tiktok saying kin is the worlds greatest opression and it weirds me out) so ig my question is just... why exactly does this matter? why does it matter enough to post about and care about and not just ignore? /gen

Hey! I don’t blame you for being a bit weirded out by it, we’re a weird subculture and we’re well aware of it! xD I appreciate you taking the time to actually look into it past your first knee-jerk reaction, especially considering burnout and the state of things.

I’m not totally sure if you’re asking why otherkinity matters or why the “kin for fun” being wrong matters, so I’ll answer both - they’re pretty well tied together anyway.

The short version:

Otherkinity is an identity. It’s who we are, we can’t choose to pick it up or put it down, and it comes with struggles - though no, ‘kin are not systematically oppressed (though we are pretty badly bullied and, at this point, pushed out of our own words and spaces).

What people calling roleplay/relating to/projecting onto characters “kinning for fun” does is steal our words, make them meaningless, and in doing so, make it difficult or impossible for us to find each other. If someone says “I kin [x],” I no longer know whether they mean “I am [x] on an intrinsic level” or “haha I relate to this character a lot”. I no longer know whether they actually share my experiences or if they’re going to turn on me and call me “crazy” as soon as they realize I’m not exaggerating or joking or roleplaying. It’s done massive harm to the community as a whole because it’s become difficult to tell whether someone is actually ‘kin or if they’ve misunderstood the whole thing - and because antikin rhetoric, which I’m seeing more and more in KFF spaces, hurts far more when it’s coming from inside what you thought was a community space than when it’s coming from self-labeled “antikin.”

There are other words for roleplaying and relating to and projecting onto characters. Hell, there are words for strongly identifying with-but-not-as characters/things, though usually KFF people don’t even seem serious enough for those to fit in my experience. I’m really not sure why these people are so determined to steal and misuse our words, words that were specifically created to mean something else, when they already have their own and are just refusing to use them. (Or, hell, if you don’t feel like those fit, make your own. We did. It’s your turn to put in the work. (General you, not you-the-anon, of course.))

An analogy, if that still doesn’t quite land for you:

Consider, for a moment, the transgender community. I am aware this is a dangerous thing to say, but bear with me. Obvious CW for hypothetical transphobia up ahead is obvious.

Consider if you were part of the trans community (I don’t know if you are or not), having finally found a word to explain why you feel the way you do about yourself, why your experiences don’t seem to match up with those of everyone else around you. Having found a community, a home, full of other people like you, people you never would have met if not for words like “transgender” and “gender dysphoria/euphoria” that were created specifically to describe your experiences.

Now consider if people suddenly stumbled across your community for the first time who were not trans themselves. They see community jokes and lighthearted posts out of context, because Tumblr and Twitter aren’t exactly conducive to making sure people find the Transgender 101 information posts first. They don’t bother to do further research, assuming they understand: ah, these people like to crossdress! They like to pretend they’re a different gender! This seems like a fun hobby, I want in!

They begin to post things like this. They post photos of them crossdressing and caption them “hi, I’m [name], and I trans men!” and things of the like. Suddenly the concept of “transing for fun” seems to be everywhere - and it’s not at all what being trans actually is, but these people either don’t know or don’t care. When actual trans people try to politely correct them, they’re accused of “gatekeeping” - and to be clear, this is not “nonbinary people aren’t real,” it’s “transgender means you identify as a gender other than the one you were assigned at birth, and you’re self-identifying as the gender you were assigned at birth 100% and telling us this is just a fun hobby for you, therefore you’re not trans, you’re crossdressing or doing drag or being GNC. That’s fine, but it’s not being trans - you have other words to describe that, use those.”

(Yes, I am aware these things have a history with the trans community - please just ignore that for the sake of the analogy and bear with me on the slightly simplified version of this. “Kinning for fun” does not have that same history with the otherkin community.)

...And then the response to those attempted corrections, in some corners, turns into “wait, you ACTUALLY think you’re another gender? idk that sounds pretty unhealthy, maybe you should see a psychologist or something :\” and “you’re taking this too seriously.”

I imagine, in this hypothetical scenario, you’d also be pretty fuckin peeved.

(Obviously, in this hypothetical scenario, systematic transphobia would be an issue as well, which isn’t the case for otherkin - again, you’re gonna have to bear with me on the simplification for sake of analogy there.)

(EDIT: this is not an anti-MOGAI/exclusionist argument, this is “you’re literally telling me you don’t fit the definition,” explanation on that here)

The long version, which is probably still worth reading if you have the time and energy:

Otherkinity is... pretty core to who I am, who we as a group of individuals are. We live with being otherkin on a daily basis. Many of us spent a long time feeling different and disconnected and not understanding why until we found the otherkin community. Even people like me, who don’t share that experience and still had social connection - I’ve still had to live with weird differences that I had to learn to mask when necessary; instincts that don’t line up with human society well, feeling body parts that weren’t there and that no one else ever seemed to have, things that other kids grew out of because it was just make-believe for them and I... didn’t, because it was never make-believe for me to begin with. Oh, sure, I played make-believe too - I played warrior cats and house and all those things with the other kids, but there were things that weren’t play-pretend for me too. I didn’t have an explanation for it for a long time - it was just how I was, I was weird, and fortunately for me personally I was okay with that (many of those with species dysphoria or more trouble connecting with humans have more problems from that than I did).

And then I found the word “otherkin.” And suddenly everything fell into place, and I had an explanation for the things I’d been experiencing, and there were other people like me. Something I’d assumed didn’t exist. I found others who shared my unique experiences, who were talking about how to cope with the instinct to growl or snap jaws at people instead of expressing annoyance in a human way instead of just saying “that’s weird, don’t do that”, who were talking about dealing with phantom wings and tails, who understood me. I wasn’t weird, I wasn’t broken, I was exactly what one would expect from a dragon living in human skin. I found an explanation for myself. I found a home.

That is why otherkinity matters - it is who we are, it’s not something we can walk away from (certainly not most of us, anyway), and it’s something many of us need the support of the community to help deal with on a daily basis. Being a nonhuman in human society isn’t always easy, but it’s not something we can just magically stop being - it’s core to who we are, we (generally) didn’t choose to be this way, and we (generally) can’t choose to stop. Which is fine - the vast majority of us can cope with it just fine, with a little advice and help and space to be our authentic selves in. We found each other, we built this community from the ground up to make a space and words to make finding each other easier - or possible at all.

Thus we come to the second half of our story.

It was only a couple of years ago that the “kin for fun” trend started getting big. It had existed before that, of course, but it only started going mainstream two, maybe three years ago, from what I can tell. Suddenly people were treating “kin” like it meant relating to, projecting onto, roleplaying as, or just really really liking a character or thing - not being that thing, which is what it actually means. Not long after that, it became hard to tell whether someone saying “I kin this” meant they were that thing, that they were actually part of our community - or that they really really liked that thing and either didn’t know or couldn’t be bothered to learn that that wasn’t the case for us.

Not long after that, it became relatively commonplace to hear phrases like “otherkin are ruining kinning!!” and “you’re taking this too seriously” and “idk, if it’s that serious for you that sounds unhealthy. maybe you should get some help :\” (all directly quoted, or as exactly quoted as I can remember, from things KFF people have said to me or people I know).

It is a special kind of hell, I think, to be told “you’re taking this too seriously, that’s unhealthy” by people who are taking words created to describe your experiences, not theirs, and misusing them to mean something that you do for fun on a weekend instead of something that’s intrinsic to your being.

Perhaps more importantly, like I’ve said, it’s making it almost impossible to know whether someone who says “I kin [x]” is actually ‘kin or if they’re misusing our words to mean something else entirely. The entire point of words is to communicate ideas, and once you start misusing words to mean something totally different than what they actually mean, that communication falls apart and suddenly we might as well not have those words at all. Especially when the community is small enough and obscure enough that we’re starting to be outnumbered by the misinformation. We’re being run out of our own words, words we created to describe our experiences specifically - because we’re a small community that the wider internet can easily drown out by sheer numbers of people who either don’t know any better or don’t care to learn.

That’s the harm it does - the harm it is doing, right now. That’s why it’s important enough to post about. That’s why it matters - because we’re fighting desperately to hang onto our own words so that others like us can actually find us. Because we’re seeing young nonhumans go “this isn’t a kin, I actually am this” and screaming “No, I’m so sorry that this is what the misinformation has done to you, that’s exactly what otherkin means, you have a place here, please don’t let these non-’kin misusing our words drive you away from the very community you’re looking for and that you belong in.” Because we can’t even communicate effectively about our own experiences anymore except in semi-closed spaces like Discord servers and forums (and the number of Discord servers overrun with KFF people is absurd).

......This got very long. Hopefully it at least explained why it matters so much to me and others a bit better ^^; Thanks for hearing me out, and thank you again for looking into this beyond your initial knee-jerk reaction - I really do appreciate it.

(For further reading, if that text wall didn’t blow you out of the water completely, I recommend my “kin for fun” tag, which has more posts like this in both short and long form.)

#probably should've put this under a cut but oh well #otherkin #kin for fun #kinnie #kinning #rani talks #asked and answered #anonymous #rani talks A LOT apparently sbfldkngjlksdf #i have a lot of feelings on this #long post

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electrickoushi · 4 years ago

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cold brews, warm hearts

a/n: hi hi! I apologize if there are any point of view inconsistencies. I wrote this for my friend and she wanted first person, but I changed it to second for tumblr. please enjoy!

pairing: bokuto koutarou x reader tags: fluff, coffee shop au, holiday fun wc: 3.1k

It’s almost midnight on Christmas Eve, and you have quite the drive ahead of you. A large cup of coffee and quick run-in with a cute barista should be all you need before hitting the road again. Unfortunately, your car decides to stop working at the last second. Stranded in the middle of nowhere, you have no choice but to walk back into the coffee shop as you wait for help.

You busted into the coffee shop, probably looking like a deranged maniac. Your hair was freshly uncombed and your glasses sat askew on your face. The nice aroma of coffee, tea, and baked goods hit your nose as you took a deep breath.

The line was way too long considering that it was near midnight on Christmas Eve. If only your boss hadn’t kept you in meetings for hours on end, maybe then you wouldn’t have had to make the commute to your family’s house in the pitch dark.

You searched the menu board for the drink with the most espresso possible. Only bitter coffee and loud music would get you through this long drive.

The line eventually shifted, and you worked your way up to the counter. There were only two men working despite the crowd. One was responsible for the drinks and the other was responsible for taking orders. You couldn’t help but feel slightly bad for them as they worked hard on Christmas Eve. They should be home with their families or friends, enjoying their night.

“Hi,” you said, making eye contact with the barista at the register. He had black and white hair that he had spiked up, probably by using a ridiculous amount of hair gel. His arms and chest were thick and muscular, two features that were further defined by his cute Christmas sweater.

He offered a wide, friendly smile, golden eyes locked on yours, and asked for your order. His voice was husky, yet not a trace of bitterness or annoyance could be found. You glanced down to find that his name tag read Koutarou.

You rattled off the name of the drink before impulsively adding another shot of espresso to it. Quickly marking it all down on the cup, he looked back up to you and asked for your name.

“Y/n,” you replied with a soft smile. He deserved more than the small kindness, seeing as he was stuck with the late night shift on Christmas Eve.

“That’s such a cute name! Okay, y/n. That’ll be $3.75. Cash or credit?”

You handed him a five dollar bill, surprised that he complimented you so openly. He tapped a few things on the screen to unlock the cash drawer with a small ding. He made the change quickly and dropped it in your hand along with the receipt.

The tip jar looked terribly empty, so you stuck the receipt in your pocket and dropped the rest of the change in the jar. It wasn’t much, but it was better than what other people had given them.

“Thank you, and happy holidays!” Koutarou said, waving to you before turning back to take the next customer’s order.

You waved back and joined the small crowd of people waiting for their drinks.

Despite the amount of orders being placed, the other barista had no problem keeping up. He made multiple drinks at once, pouring the milk here, adding a mountain of whip cream there. Anyone could tell how skilled he was, which was likely why he decided to work on the drinks alone. He must have preferred it that way, to work in silence and channel all his focus into making drinks.

You stood in line and watched Koutarou continue taking orders. Occasionally, he would warm a sandwich or hand someone a pastry, all while keeping up small talk if the other person was willing to.

The last customer finished placing their order, leaving the barista with nothing to occupy his time.

“Keiji, you need any help?” Koutarou asked, his voice warm and bright.

Keiji had just finished what looked to be your drink and started preparing the drink that Koutarou had just rung up. He muttered a low “no” and continued mixing. Koutarou shrugged his shoulders, accustomed to his coworker’s behavior.

While the last drink was mixing, Keiji slid your drink over to the counter and called out your name. You grabbed the cup and a straw, nodding your head in thanks and wishing him a “happy holidays.”

You stabbed the straw into the drink and took a sip. The espresso was very bitter, yet the whip cream managed to balance it out. Out of reflex, you squeezed your eyes shut, opening them a few seconds later to find the cute cashier pointing at the cup that was just handed to you.

Turning it over in your hand, you saw your name in black sharpie with a small star and snowman next to it. You looked back up at Koutarou who just smiled and winked at me.

You smiled back and waved a goodbye, turning on your heel to leave.

At this rate, you should be home by two a.m. at the latest. You still had three hours left in your drive, which is why this coffee was so necessary.

You pulled out your phone and texted your mom to update her on your whereabouts. She responded almost immediately, telling you to drive safely and pull over if you ever felt too tired. You smiled at the warnings and stuffed your phone back into your coat pocket once replying with a “Will do” and a heart emoji.

You stepped out into the cold and immediately wished you were back in the cozy warmth of the coffee shop. Running to your car, you dug your keys out of your pocket and unlocked it. You settled into your seat and closed the door after setting the cup of coffee down into the nearest cup holder.

Sticking your keys into the engine, you expected the engine to roar and make the terrible noises it was making before. Instead, none of the lights came on, and you were stuck with an eerie silence. You repeatedly jammed the keys in and out, turning them more aggressively each time in hopes that your car would sputter to life on the next try.

Unfortunately, no such thing happened, which meant that your car battery must have died. It died while you were alone in the middle of nowhere at midnight. Wonderful.

You called your mom in a panicked state as you felt tears well up in your eyes. Of course, all she could do was offer support and advice. She informed you of the business card she had tucked in your glove box the first day you got your car. It had the number for car insurance and 24-hour roadside assistance on it. You thanked your mother and told her that you’d be home much later, so she didn’t have to wait for you. She insisted that she stay up, but knowing her, she would fall asleep in less than an hour.

You hung up, turned on your phone flashlight, and rummaged through your glove box. The card must be here somewhere. The light caught the shiny coating, and you reached for it. You swiftly punched in the number and waited as it rang.

Someone picked up on the other end, annoyed and unenthusiastic. Why couldn’t he be more like the barista? You thought to yourself as the phone operator asked you about your problem.

He said that it would probably take about an hour since so many of their people had already been dispatched or allowed to go home. You groaned but thanked the grumpy man anyway, wishing him a safe and happy holiday. He grunted in response and hung up the phone.

The car was getting colder by the second, so you grabbed your coffee, bag, and scarf before manually locking your car and heading back inside the shop.

There weren’t too many people left since it was past midnight at this point. A stray customer sat at a table, but no one was in line to order anything. You could hear the sounds of equipment being washed, making you feel even more guilty for coming back in. These two men wanted to go home as well, and you didn’t want to be the cause of delay.

The white-haired barista looked over when the small bell attached to the door rang, revealing your red nose and the sheepish look in your eyes.

He recognized you from before and smiled again, despite the fact that it was almost closing hours. “Forget something?” He asked with a teasing grin.

You shook your head and he frowned, probably wondering why you returned. He switched off the water and dried his hands off before walking out from behind the counter.

You started talking before he could say anything. “This is embarrassing and I’m really sorry for coming back in, but my car battery died and I have to wait an hour for someone to come help me…” You fiddled with your scarf, looking around the shop.

“It’s no problem!” he said. “The store is going to close in a few minutes, but we stay back anyways to clean and lock up. You can stay until your car is fixed if you want.”

The last person got up and left, door shutting behind him and leaving you alone with the two men.

You must have looked nervous because Koutarou took a few steps back. “I was going to let Keiji go home, but if it makes you more comfortable for him to be here with us, he would be okay with staying.”

You assured him that it would be fine; Keiji deserved to go home. Koutarou also didn’t seem like the type to pull anything.

“Do you need something else to drink?” he asked.

The fire was still roaring and you took a seat in a booth near it, unwinding your scarf from your neck. You tugged your knees against your chest and leaned your head against the wall. “No thanks.”

Koutarou nodded and returned to the back of the store to finish the end-of-shift tasks. Every so often he looked back up at you, making sure that you were okay. Keiji eventually finished up and left the shop with a quiet goodnight and a small wave.

You pulled your phone out and turned your ringer on so you wouldn’t miss your call. It was pretty warm due to the fire, so you slipped your coat off.

You killed time by bouncing between social media apps and games. It wasn’t long before you got sucked into a particular art account on Twitter. Their art was fantastic and their content seemed to be endless, so you just kept scrolling through their page.

You felt a slight tap on your shoulder, pulling you back into reality. You looked up and were met with golden eyes. “Here, this was left over.” Koutarou set a napkin down on the table and placed a few small chocolates on it.

He stood back up and wiped his hands on his apron. Towering over you, he eyed your smaller figure that was curled up in a ball. You must have looked sad or lonely because he put his hand on his hips and said, “Stand up. I have a surprise for you.”

Tilting your head in confusion, you set your phone down on the table nonetheless and watched him run to the back. He picked up his phone and pressed a few buttons to connect it to the coffee shop’s speakers. The Christmas music shut off and silence fell for a few seconds while he searched for a specific playlist.

Suddenly, loud music blared over the speakers. You instantly recognized it as the old popular “Shut Up and Dance,” and you couldn’t help but grin. He popped his head over the division to find you slightly dancing to the music.

He ran back out and started singing along. His voice wasn’t the best and it was super shaky as he jumped up and down, but it was such a cute sight to see. The man was extremely tall, yet he danced with the vigor of a small child. You swayed back and forth, thoroughly entertained by Koutarou’s massive, bouncing tiddies.

When the chorus kicked in, he grabbed your hand and pulled you out to the floor to dance along with him.

The song ended after a whirlwind of uncoordinated yet enthusiastic movements, leaving both of you breathless. Koutarou’s golden eyes shined as he looked at you. The song restarted, and he rushed over to turn it off. Soft Christmas music filled the shop once again. He came back with two cups of water and handed one to you.

You chugged it down while he did the same. The cool water soothed your dry throat as you finished the glass in one gulp. The two of you headed back to the table you were previously at and sat down.

Cute multicolored Christmas lights were strung along the walls, adding to the entire holiday ambiance of the place. The fire still crackled in the background, popping and sparking every once in a while. You stuck a chocolate in your mouth and beamed at the sweet flavor.

You nudged one towards Koutarou. “Here, have one! They’re really good.”

“I know! Keiji made them this afternoon. He’s really good at making the sweets and drinks.”

Koutarou then told you all about his friendship with Keiji. Apparently, they had known each other since high school and started working here in the summers. You were surprised to find out that Koutarou was actually a year older than Keiji, considering how mature and reserved the black-haired boy seemed. He told you about how he played volleyball in high school with Keiji at the high school nearby, Fukurodani. He struggled to not use volleyball terms that would be too confusing, but sometimes his enthusiasm got the best of him as he started using a myriad of expressions and phrases that were lost upon you.

In return, you told him about your adventure today and how your boss kept you overtime, leading to your late night drive. Koutarou asked about where you were spending your holiday, and you told him about how you moved out of town a while ago for your job. You mentioned how you rarely got a chance to visit your family nowadays, to which Koutarou made a sympathetic sound in response.

Time flew by as you two chatted, and your phone eventually started buzzing. A random number popped up on the screen and you answered it, holding out a hand to tell Koutarou to stop talking.

“I’m here to look at your car,” the man on the line, asking for confirmation for your car.

“Hi, yes. I’ll be out there in a second.” You hung up the phone and put your coat on. Koutarou looked at you with wide eyes and a slight pout.

You had to admit that you wouldn’t have minded staying a little bit longer, but the roadside assistance guy was probably waiting in the cold. Wanting to console him in some way, you asked for his phone number. He quickly tapped it into your phone and saved himself as “Koutarou :)” before you stood up.

Koutarou waved you goodbye and watched you leave through the window.

The cold air hit your face as you walked outside to meet the man who would help you. Only two other cars were parked outside, probably one of them belonging to the man and the other belonging to Koutarou.

You awkwardly greeted each other before he popped the hood and hooked up his cables to your car.

The lights in the coffee shop went out, leaving you only with the large floodlights stationed above. You heard the door swing shut and saw a large figure heading towards where you were standing. Koutarou’s white and black hair came into view as the fluorescent light beat down on it.

“Hey, y/n! How’s the car coming?” Koutarou asked, walking up to the two of you. He wore a big bomber jacket that didn’t look too warm and a backpack on his shoulders. Despite his friendly words, he didn’t have the jovial look on his face that he had on all night with you.

He gave a nod to the man working on the car after planting himself next to you. In the darkness, you realized just how large Koutarou was. If he really wanted to, he could take down most people in a few swings.

You all shivered in the cold, watching your warm breaths cloud in front of your faces. You bounced up and down to keep warm, and every time you inhaled, you felt the cold air sting your lungs. An arm wrapped around your shoulders, and you looked up to see Koutarou’s eyes shining back down at you. He pulled you into his side, warmth building between both of you.

Eventually, his large frame engulfed you in a full-on back hug. Your head rested against his chest while your hands were stuck in his pockets.

Fifteen minutes later, your car sputtered to life. Koutarou promptly let go of you, and you immediately missed the warmth of his body.

The roadside assistance man left with a short goodbye, getting in his car and driving away immediately.

Left with just the two of you in the cold parking lot, Koutarou broke the brief silence. “Have a good night, and good luck with your drive!”

He started walking away, but as a spur of the moment decision, you ran back up to him and stood on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you for staying with me,” you murmured as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? I really enjoyed meeting you tonight.”

Koutarou stood there in shock for a second before wrapping his arms around you again. You stayed in that position and giggled for a while until you pulled away.

You hopped into your car and he waved goodbye, temporarily blinded by the headlights. You laughed as he dramatically staggered towards his ride. Once he reached the door, he gave you a quick thumbs up and a grin before climbing into his truck.

You cranked the heat in your car, then backed out of the parking lot and turned onto the main road. Despite the initially cool air blowing from your vents, you found that you were still warm from Koutarou’s hug. You peeked into your rear view mirror and spotted his truck heading out the opposite end of the lot. A content smile found its way onto your lips at the idea of calling him tomorrow. Refocusing your gaze on the road, you settled into your seat and set your thoughts on Christmas with your family.

(And perhaps a certain barista’s golden eyes and adorable smile as well.)

#elliewrites #fluff #haikyuu #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #hq oneshot

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apharine · 4 years ago

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Sightseeing

Chapter 2

Pairing: Siane x Nanu

Fandom: Pokemon

Rating: T

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Chapter 1

My writing commission info!

Summary: Siane hadn't meant to wind up in Alola, under Nanu's care, while she recovered from a mysterious illness that left her prone to weakness and collapsing. But now that she's here and getting stronger, she wants to see more of Ula'ula than just the rainy skies and the Po Town wall by Nanu's police station. And who could be better suited to give her a tour than the Kahuna of the island himself?

Notes: Siane is the wonderful HybridDragoness’ OC and she is amazing! This fic is a commission for Hybrid and I’m honestly so honored to have been able to write for Siane and Nanu bc I love them so much! Hybrid is a really talented artist and you can find her art of Siane here! You can also find Hybrid on Twitter and AO3 under the same handle as on Tumblr!

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“That was brilliant,” Siane declares, hopping off the Charizard’s saddle. “Thank you so much! You were amazing! And the saddle really was helpful,” Siane adds, hopping around to give the Charizard a gentle pet on the snout.

“Here,” Nanu says, fishing some Poke Beans out of his pocket. “You can give him a couple as thanks. Not too many, though,” he adds, handing them over to Siane. Truthfully, his heart had been hammering out of his chest the entire time Siane had been flying on Charizard’s back. The fear that something might go wrong and she might lose her grip, or pass out and fall, had been forefront in his mind the entire time, and he’d urged Honchkrow to fly as close to Charizard as possible. As if he could catch her if something went wrong, he thinks to himself, then pushes the morbid thought aside. Siane’s okay, and that’s what matters.

“Thank you so much,” Siane says, holding her hand out flat with the Pokebeans on top of it. The Charizard nibbles them up, then taps her with its nose affectionately. “Have a good rest of your workday, okay?”

“Char,” the Ride Pager Pokemon agrees, then turns to take off to go to its next job.

“That was the first time I’ve flown in…I don’t know how long,” Siane says, turning around to grin at Nanu. Her hair is a little wild from the wind and altitude, but she looks absolutely radiant. If that’s how passionate one little flight could make her, Nanu thinks it’s no surprise that she decided to specialize in Flying type Pokemon. “It felt amazing.” Still smiling, Siane turns to take in the cityscape around her. “So, this is Malie City, huh?” She muses, drifting towards one of the great gates that mark the start of the main street.

“The one and only,” Nanu says, a little swell of pride bubbling up in his chest.

“The architecture is really cool here,” Siane agrees, touching the cool stone of the gate.

“Glad you think so, girl,” Nanu says, taking a couple steps closer to her. Was it just his imagination, or had she been a little wobbly on that step just then?

“You said this city’s on the ocean?” Siane prompts, a curious look on her face as she looks around.

“Yeah. You’ll have to make it down the main street a ways,” Nanu says, eyeing her appraisingly. The look flares something up in Siane, though, and she sucks in a deep breath, puffing her chest out a little.

“That’s not gonna be a problem,” she says confidently. Nanu chuckles.

“Glad to hear it. Let me give you the tour along the way, then. There’s a lot to see in the city,” Nanu says, taking a tentative step down the road. To his relief, Siane follows and lingers close to him as she walks.

Nanu points out some of the major shops and landmarks as the two of them walk by, including the glittering Malie Library and, in the distance, the Kantonian Gym.

“It’s lovely,” Siane breathes, taking in the structure.

“Hey, my favorite restaurant is actually coming up soon. They specialize in really high-end sushi…that sound like the sort of thing you might like?” Nanu asks, quirking one eyebrow in Siane’s direction.

“Yeah, that sounds nice,” Siane agrees. “I can pay for my half.”

To her surprise, Nanu waves her off quickly.

“Don’t worry about that, Siane,” he grumbles.

“It’s really fine,” she insists. Nanu frowns for a moment, then slows his pace until he’s paused in his tracks entirely. Siane stops beside him; she thinks she’s doing a good job of concealing the confusion on her face, but Nanu can see through her facade easily.

“This place…isn’t cheap,” he says carefully. “I wouldn’t have mentioned it if I wasn’t okay with paying your half.”

“What do you mean by not cheap?” Siane asks pointedly.

“I mean…it’s probably the most expensive restaurant in the region. They don’t usually do takeout, but Sensei knows me pretty well by now, so I figure they might make an exception for me,” Nanu says with a shrug, trying to play it cool. It doesn’t work particularly well, though, and he watches as nearly every emotion in the book passes over Siane’s face. The most expensive restaurant in the region…by the looks of some of these amazingly dazzling buildings, Siane figures that probably means that a single meal cost more than an entire year of groceries for herself typically would.

“I - I don’t usually…do expensive things. It - things weren’t like that for me over in Aedis,” Siane finally says. Nanu waits for her to elaborate, but when she doesn’t continue, he finally speaks up.

“Well - we don’t have to eat there, if it makes you uncomfortable,” he concedes. “But if you did want to try something really nice for once…I’d be happy to treat you.” Even he’s a little surprised by how much he allows his voice to soften as he says the words, and he watches Siane’s eyes widen a little - whether at his tone or the offer, or both, he can’t tell for certain.

“Um, well,” Siane stammers, clearly thinking a mile a minute. “Maybe…just once?”

Nanu smiles and nods and begins to walk again, checking over his shoulder to make sure that Siane is coming along as well. She’s staying close - good.

“You wanna stop and grab our food before or after seeing the ocean around Ula’ula?” Nanu asks, though he’s pretty sure he already knows what the answer will be.

“Ocean first,” Siane beams, and Nanu feels his smile grow just a little more.

***

“It’s so warm,” Siane sighs, sitting at the end of a pier and dipping her toes in the water.

“Everything’s warm here, girl,” Nanu says, though his words have no real edge to them.

“It’s nice. I really like it here,” Siane admits, one foot kicking up a small splash. The water droplets sparkle in the sun as they fall. She watches them, then raises her eyes to the distant horizon where seat met sky. Nanu watches her, noticing the way the brilliance of the ocean reflects in her eyes. “Everything is so…peaceful here. It’s, um. It’s nice.”

Nanu feels his eyebrows crease; he doesn’t know everything that’s happened in Aedis, but from what he’s able to piece together, Siane’s struggled with conflict nearly her whole life. The thought that a single day out, with no cares in the world imminent on her shoulders, could mean so much to her tugs at Nanu’s heartstrings, and he puts his arm around her shoulders in much the same way he would comfort Acerola. Except, somehow, it doesn’t feel entirely like comforting little Ace - but Nanu pushes that thought out of his mind for now.

“It is nice, here,” Nanu agrees. Siane turns those eyes of hers on him, and he adds quickly, “I’m glad you enjoy it.” Then, he pulls his arm away and moves away just a little, clearing his throat. “As you know, I work extremely hard to keep Alola as peaceful as it is,” he says with a wry smirk; his words have the intended effect, and Siane dissolves into unabashed laughter.

“Yes,” she says between laughs. “Your duties just have you running all over the island, trying to fight crime and dangerous monsters twenty-four-seven. And you get absolutely no naps.”

Nanu feels his smirk falter a little, because there was a time where he was running all over the island, and fighting Ultra Beasts, and trying to be the best Interpol officer he could be.

And what did it get him? What did it get her, besides chewed up by Guzzlord, never to be seen again?

“Yeah,” Nanu says faintly, turning away from Siane to look out at the ocean. “No naps.” He hears the tremble in his own voice, and hates it.

Siane notices - of course she does, she’s not stupid, Nanu thinks to himself - and scoots a little closer to him once more, putting her hand on his nearest shoulder. She leans into him just the slightest bit, and somehow the contact feels grounding for Nanu. The two of them watch the ocean in silence, and though Nanu waits for her to ask what’s wrong, she stays quiet.

Within a few minutes, the world around him begins to feel a little more real again, the echoes of the past fading in his mind. Siane is still peaceful and silent beside him, still grounding him with her touch, and he wonders how many other people she’s seen like this, back in Aedis. How many people has she provided her silent support to?

“Let me know when you want to go get sushi,” Nanu says instead.

Within an hour, they’re heading into the Malie Gardens, little brown bags of sushi in hand. Sensei had complained about how undignified the brown bags were, but had ultimately capitulated to one of his top customer’s request for inconspicuous takeout.

“Oh, wow,” Siane breathes, pushing a big fern aside so she can get a better view of the lush land in front of her. “It’s gorgeous here.” She doesn’t wait for a response, instead pushing forward and approaching the enormous golden-plated bridge that greets the Garden’s visitors. Nanu hastens behind her, both brown baggies cradled in one arm so he can steady her with his free hand if he needs to.

Not that he’s needed to so far today. But better safe than sorry, right?

“Is this real gold?” Siane asks, rubbing the banister of the golden bridge.

“Gold plated,” Nanu shrugs, hovering close by. “It’s supposed to be a sister bridge to one just like it in the Kanto region.”

“It’s lovely,” Siane says, already on her way across it, running her hand over the smooth banister as she goes.

Suddenly a thunderous noise draws both of their attention, followed by a quick flash of feathers and a multi-colored beak.

“What was that?” Siane asks, already enrapt. Another flash of feathers ensues as the Pokemon circles back around; on its second pass, Nanu is able to identify it.

“That’s a Toucannon,” Nanu says. “You know all the Pikipek you’ve seen? This is their final evolution.”

To his horror, Siane actually sets off at a jog after it. She’d just nearly fallen in the shower literally yesterday, and she was trying to jog today?!

“Its beak looks brilliant,” she gushes. “I need to get a better look at it.”

The Toucannon in question has roosted on a low hanging branch, and eyes Siane carefully as her footfalls carry her across the bridge. Nanu’s already running at nearly full bore, desperate to catch up to her - and to stop her from approaching a particularly strong, angry bird capable of spitting seeds strong enough to break boulders.

Fortunately, Siane stops well in advance of the Pokemon, and Nanu watches, fascinated, as her conservation training seems to kick in.

“Look - it’s got a bunch of Pikipek on the trees behind it. It’s likely trying to protect its family,” she says in hushed tones. “They’re all drilling into that tree, see? There’s probably lots of bug Pokemon inside, because it looks like pretty dead wood. They must not have any issue finding food, because that Toucannon’s beak is in excellent condition.”

“What’s a beak got to do with it?” Nanu asks, not seeing the correlation.

“A healthy, shiny, smooth beak means it’s eating a healthy and variegated diet. Birds that don’t eat well can have all sorts of issues with their beak. And do you see how glossy its feathers are?” She’s enraptured, but respectful. And, Nanu notes, she’s breathing hard, clearly more winded from her little jog than she’d like to admit. “It’s getting lots of essential fatty acids. Super important for feather health. You’ve got a pretty healthy ecosystem here, Kahuna,” she adds, finally turning away from the Toucannon and affixing a brilliant smile on Nanu.

His heart skips a beat.

“Well. Glad to hear your professional assessment,” Nanu says, though he smiles a little back at her, and he actually means the words as he says them. “Now come on, Siane. Let’s go find a place to sit. You’re tiring me out, running me all ragged like this.”

“I’m tiring you out?” Siane says with a laugh, raising her eyebrows. “Come on, Kahuna, you’re a fit man. Don’t pretend this is anything much for you.”

Nanu’s heart does another flip at this.

She thinks he’s fit?

“I’m old,” he says, as much for himself - as a reminder of the one, key difference between them - as for her. “Now let’s go.”

Siane’s smile falters a little, but she falls into step beside him readily.

“You’re not that old,” she pushes.

“Right,” Nanu snorts. “That’s why all my hair is gray. Because I’m not that old.”

“Gray hair looks handsome on you,” she says nonchalantly. “And besides, I bet you’re just the sort of person that started graying early.” When Nanu doesn’t respond, her lips curl into a smile. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Do you want to eat by the water?” Nanu deflects. It doesn’t work, though; Siane’s smile only grows. She knows she’s right.

“Sure,” she agrees.

��***

Sushi by the waters of the Malie Gardens is an altogether peaceful affair. Nanu can see why that little tea shop submitted a zoning request to set up shop right in the middle of the Gardens; tea would be perfect right about now.

“How’s your food?” Nanu asks, turning to Siane. The sun is brilliant on her hair, which flutters just the slightest bit in the breeze.

“It’s…insanely good. This is absolutely the best thing I’ve ever eaten.” She’s been taking really tiny bites of her food, as if to make it last as long as possible. She’s probably eaten only half as much as Nanu has at this point. “I - I didn’t even really know food could be this good. I’ve had good food before! But…” She bites her lip and looks out at the water, and to Nanu’s surprise, little tears spring into her eyes.

If he thought she’d pulled on his heartstrings earlier, he has no words to describe how gut-wrenching it is to see this young woman start to cry.

“Hey, hey,” he says, quickly scooting closer to her. “Hey. Don’t cry, Siane. Don’t cry.” He reaches out to her just as she turns to fold into him, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world to do. And if he’s honest with himself, holding her to his shoulder does feel natural, somehow. As if they had been made to support each other, to comfort each other.

But such a thought was preposterous. Wasn’t it?

She doesn’t break down into outright tears, but the arm wrapped around her shoulders still feels the way she takes a few deep, shuddering breaths.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “Everything here is just…so different than back home. It’s not bad,” she adds quickly, mumbling against his shoulder a little. “It’s actually really great here. And somehow, that hurts worse than if it had been just as bad here as back home. I don’t know if that makes sense,” Siane trails off.

“It does,” Nanu says, grimacing. “Believe me. It does, Siane.” He doesn’t know what to say about the fact that, for all he cares, she doesn’t have to go back. She could stay with him for the rest of the year, if that’s what she wanted. Maybe longer. But she talks about Aedis like she needs to get strong to go back there, so he tries a different tack entirely. “You’ve been through a lot recently. Things must be hard for you. I hope you know…I’m here for you, however I can be.”

Siane pulls away at this, but doesn’t go far. Her face stays close to his, and she manages a small smile for him. Then, to his surprise, she cups his cheek in one hand.

“I do know, Nanu. You’ve been nothing but incredibly kind to me,” she says, her voice low and a little shaky but somehow, so intimate. Nanu feels his jaw drop open, and he wonders for a moment if she’s going to kiss him.

“I - I’d hardly describe myself as incredibly kind,” Nanu stutters. He can’t even remember the last time he’d stuttered.

“Well, I would,” Siane says, and presses a small kiss to his cheek before pulling away. “So thank you.”

Nanu swallows hard, his hand drifting up to touch at the imprint her kiss had left on his skin.

“Yeah. You’re welcome,” he mumbles, and goes back to eating his sushi, too.

He has a lot to think about.

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Monsta X Reaction to Accidentally Confessing Their Feelings for You on Vlive

Thank you to the Anon that requested this one! I was super soft the ENTIRE time writing it. <3

I’m sorry for how long winded some are. I got really soft with this one

Shownu

You and Shownu had known each other for a while. He was a wonderful person. If anyone looked up caring in the dictionary, the only description would be Hyunwoo. You had grown very fond of his nurturing, respectful, laid back attitude that he always had around you and you noticed yourself blushing around him more and more. Every time he looked at you, your heart would skip beats.

The two of you had hung out with some friends a few times but always managed to sit next to each other which spiraled a huge series of rumors amongst Monbebe and all other Kpop fans. Its usually not a very good idea but you wouldn’t help but search “Shownu” on sites like Twitter and Tumblr. “Who is this woman hanging out with Nunu?” one Monbebe had asked. You weren’t dating but for some reason your new friendship was already making headlines and you couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if you were to date. That would be answered fairly quick.

Hyunwoo was doing a post-concert Vlive with his member Hyungwon, when the question came into the chat asking if he was dating you. “Y/n? No, we are just friends, but they really are amazing. Whoever gets do date them will be the luckiest person ever.” Your heart was torn. Half because it hurt to hear him say no you weren’t together and half because he had spoken so highly of you. You were brought back to the stream from your mental malfunction by Hyungwon’s playful voice. “YA! Don’t talk like that, Monbebe will be jealous and think you lovestruck!” he laughed. You nodded your head but immediately froze solid when you heard Hyunwoo’s reply.

“I am”

You weren’t the only one that froze. Hyungwon looked at him like he had swore on Vlive. It wasn’t until Hyunwoo looked at him that he realized that he DID NOT say that in his head like he though.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I said that out loud didn’t I?” He wasn’t even going to try to play it off. “Okay, so yeah I have a big crush on Y/N. We’ve been hanging out a lot lately and they’re pretty awesome. I think you’d like them a lot, Monbebe!” His face was beet red and you knew yours was too. Who’s wouldn’t be? After the slip up he pretended to not see the massive amount of spam coming in from Monbebe about you, because it was all a little overwhelming.

An hour later the Vlive ended. You wait a few minutes for him to get settled and gave him a call.

“Hello?”

“Hey how’d the Vlive go?”

“Oh, it was great we had a lot of Monbebe showing us so much love!”

“Uh hu, I heard.”

“……Wait. What did you here?”

“Oh nothing, but just so you know, you’re adorable when your flushered.”

“………………………………………You watched it didn’t you”

“Of course I did. I always watch your streams. I have to show my support”

“Thank you! So uh.. Would you like to go on a date with me?” He asked in such a small shy voice that your heart nearly gave out.”

“Of course I would.”

Wonho

Hoseok was a picture-perfect, boyfriend material man and you just so happened to be seeing him. He was always so thoughtful and respectful when it came to you and loved to spoil you.You two had been talking for a while but never said the statement that you wanted to hear. It was too soon and you knew that but you really did love him even if it was such a short time to see someone. Starship knew and while they didn’t care for it, they respected his wishes. The main reason he hadn’t asked you to be his G/b/f was because he had stated at the beginning of his career that he didn’t really see himself getting married and he didn’t want his fans to reject you because of that.

The two of you had just finished a wonderful late-night date where he took you to your favorite restaurant. He walked you to your door and kissed you goodnight then headed home to get some rest. While you were washing off your face you got a notification from Vlive saying Minhyuk had gone live on the Monsta X account. You opened it up to see him chilling in the living room, casually talking to the thousands of Monbebe’s watching the stream. You could hear someone moving in the background and heard Min laugh and ask if the person wanted to join, which followed with a “sure.” The deeper sleepy voice on the other side of the camera was Hoseok. He asked if they could do the live in his room because he wanted to lay down on his bed and Minhyuk covered the camera and followed him there.

Hoseok was too sleepy to notice that he didn’t move the picture on his nightstand. It was a picture of you and him during the date where he had taken you to the beach at night. The two of you had laughed until you cried and it was when you realized you loved him. It was a sweet memory, but one that Monbebe didn’t know about. You didn’t even know he had printed that picture off! The boys started talking and goofing off but it didn’t take long for questions to start popping up in the chat that mad Hoseok go red.

“’Wonho who is the girl in the picture with you?’ What picture are you………Oh that picture?!” He pointed at it. You could tell he was panicking just a little bit but he held it together like a champ. “Monbebe, I have a confession to make. I have an amazing person by my side that I have been seeing for a short while now. They truly make me happy and that’s why this picture is here. Every night I go to bed I look at it and think of how lucky of a man I am. I have them and I have you. Please don’t think that I love Monbebe any less! Truthfully I was worried about how you would feel, so I’ve tried to hide my feelings, even though I know I haven’t done a good job with that. And please treat them with respect too!” Those last to statements his face showed a lot of worry, which was a shared feeling for you too.

More comments came through and Hoseok perked up. Almost all of the comments were well wishes and screams for him to ask you out, mixed with the occasional “AHHHHHHH OUR BUFF BUNNY FOUND LOVEEEEEEEE, <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3.” The two of you were breathing just a little easier.

After his Vlive with Minhyuk ended he called you like he does every night and was talking like an excited toddler.

“DID YOU WATCH THE VLIVE?! DID YOU SEE HOW HAPPY MONBEBE WERE?! I Don’t know why I was so worried. I really do have the most wonderful fans. I wonder if they want pictures of us? I could share the one of us at the movies the other day! You looked gorgeous!”

“Hoho you aren’t going to be able to sleep tonight, are you?” you laughed.

“Probably not, I’m just so happy! I’m so thankful my little goof didn’t backfire on us. I’m on my way to your house!”

“Hoseok its 3 in the morning!”

“Yeah, but how lame would it be to asked you to be mine over the phone!”

The next morning you woke up to Starship making an official announcement and about 20,000 more followers on Instagram. There was also a text from Hoseok who was already at practice.

“Good morning beautiful. Have an amazing day today and I can’t wait to see you tonight! Text when you can! I love you :)“

Minhyuk

You knew Minhyuk from your childhood. He was one of your best friends that you had known since you were little and had lived right down the road from one another. Even though the two of you didn’t get to hang out much since he became an idol, you were always texting and talking on the phone, with the occasional hang out session happening between comebacks.

You also had a secret he didn’t know about. You were absolutely infatuated with him. The time that you had known each other had turned into a love story for you, where you wished you could tell him how you felt but you also didn’t want your friendship to change after you confessed. So, you kept this secret to yourself.

Minhyuk was in the United States on their “We Are Here” world tour and decided to do a live stream with his teammate, Changkyun. You had just woken up and were getting ready to head to work when you got the notification, so you decided to listen to the stream in the car like it was a podcast. You couldn’t help but laugh at their antics a wish that it was you with Min instead of I.M.

You were just getting onto the highway when a Monbebe asked the boys if they thought they would ever date while they were Idols. Changkyun said he didn’t know and really didn’t think about it too much because he didn’t have anyone that caught his eye just yet, besides Monbebe. You thought you were going to run off the road when Minhyuk gave his response.

“I’d date my best friend, y/n.”

You weren’t totally convinced it was a confession and not a sweet sentiment that was meant to find you a b/g/f, since that was definitely something Min would do. However, Changkyun made it very clear what Minhyuk was trying to say.

“Yeah you’ve had a crush on them for a while.” He commented. “YA! Don’t call me out like that” Minhyuk laughed. “Monbebe don’t need to know that, and I’m now hoping that y/n isn’t watching. I didn’t mean to say that! We’ve known each other since we were about 8 years old.” Oh boy, were you watching. You had just pulled up to work and just sat in your car, mouth wide open. One Monbebe asked why Minhyuk hadn’t asked you out and he stated the exact same feeling of he didn’t want to lose you as a friend because he didn’t think you felt the same.

You open up your text messages and send a quick “I do feel like that, though” and then reopened Vlive to see if he would get the message on Vlive. His phone vibrated and he pulled it out and read what you had sent. Slowly a huge sunshiney grin spread across his face and he showed the message to Changkyun, who let out a massive “I TOLD YOU SO,” making Minhyuk laugh.

You were completely late to work and it didn’t even matter to you, but loosing your job may not be a good idea. You tuned off the Vlive and sent him a quick “I’ll text you on my break” message, which got an even quicker, “Don’t text, call me when you can.”

Work was going so slow for you but when that first 15-minute break came around, you ran outside and his Minhyuk’s contact. It conversation was a little awkward at first but after a few minutes the two of you were talking and joking. He told you that when he got home, he was taking you out immediately and you told him that you couldn’t wait. Once your break was over you told him to get some sleep and to call you when he wakes up.

He held true to his word when he got home a month later, and your new relationship with his was everything you could had ever imagined.

Kihyun

A lot of famous Korean Idols and Actors had recently started dating and Dispatch was on High Alert. You knew that you and your new love interest Kihyun had to be careful since you hadn’t been together that long and hadn’t really had the talk about how serious of a relationship yours was. You had been on a couple of dates but hadn’t talked about how you felt about each other or if you wanted to take the next step and add labels to each other. You knew that you were head over heels for him but weren’t totally sure where he stood. He was a total sweetheart and was affectionate but past experiences had you guessing if he felt the same way for you that you felt for him.

He was doing a Vlive after practice and you were trying to clean your house and decided to tune in to show some support. You set your phone up to the side and began cleaning the counters in your kitchen. He started talking about some exciting stuff for the group and you knew that it was a matter of time before he spilled some details that shouldn’t be spilled. You sent him a text reminding him to watch what he says so not to get in trouble and then when back to cleaning.

“Yes, my love.”

You froze. He froze. Your cat froze. The lady next door froze. Everything froze.

He sat there for a second with his eyes wide and hands over his mouth. Monbebe were all over it asking who his love was. Not only did he accidentally reveled that he had a love interest, but he reveled that he did have feelings for you.

You stood in the living room counter cleaner in your hand with the goofiest grin on your face. He immediately tried to cover up what he had said but it was no use. Monbebe were smarter than that.

“Okay Monbebe. Yes, I have been seeing someone. They’re amazing and I’m truly lucky to have them. They’re watching too and reminded me to not leak anything that could get me in trouble.” He laughed. “I really care for them a lot and I hope that we can continue to see each other and be something more.”

Monbebe in chat got super soft. Chat was filled with “aww” and “I’m so Happy for you Kihyun.” Many asked when he was going to introduce you to them like they were family, which you loved because you knew that Monbebe meant so much to him. He explained that you weren’t an official relationship but not to worry because he had plans for that, and that was the only information he was going to leak, with a light hearted laugh.

You waited until he finished his stream and sent him a text telling him that he was just a tiny adorable little thing. He respond that 1. He was taller than you, 2. He is a member of Monsta X so he cant be THAT cute, and 3. He was on his way over to hang out. When he got there you both talked about where you were standing and if there should be a commitment. Needless to say the name his name in your phone was <3 Boyfriend <3 by the end of the night. Before he left he took a cute picture of the two of you and posted to fancafe for Monbebe to see.

“Monbebe meet y/n, my amazing g/b/f. At least I leaked it before Dispatch did haha!”

Hyungwon

You were hanging out with your friend Hyungwon. You were just finishing up a dance session the two of you were having since he was planning a video for Monbebe to show off some of his dance moves. You two had known each other for a while, having attended the same dance school in Gwangju. You were sad when he he moved to Seoul to follow his dream, but you came to visit as much as possible. Eventually you moved their as well and when he was wanting to come up with little dance routines for Monbebe you were always there helping and showing support. You were about to head home when he decided he was going to do a short Vlive and talk to some fans.

He was sitting on the floor of the studio in Starship’s building, talking to some fans when you were heading out the door. He looked so happy to be talking and joking around with them, that it warmed your heart. You always had a soft spot for him. You were two peas in a pod. You could talk about anything, and the best time when the two of you were just hanging out, watching movies lazily on the couch. It usually ended up in nap time but hey you were both very busy and naps were fun, right? Truth be told, you had grown a little more than fond of Hyungwon. You really liked him. You were jealous of the makeup artists and staff that always got to be with him, and occasionally flirted with him. You wished you could tell him how you felt but this friendship meant too much to you to try to ruin like that. You would much rather have him as a friend than not at all, or have the friendship just be awkward from rejection.

You had gathered your stuff quietly and was getting ready to leave when started waving and saying bye. You took this as you didn’t need to be quiet and told him bye and grabbed the door handle. Just before you walked out you heard Hyungwon very clearly say “I love you.” You stopped, smiled and looked over your shoulder thinking he was meaning it in a friendly way. You guys had said “love ya” before. His face was shocked, like he had slipped up. You were confused why he had that look on his face, but noticed the blush flashing across his cheeks. Was it possible he liked you too? You stepped back in the room and shut the door when he finally came too and started reading chat. “’ Who is the person you just told I love you too?’ Uh, well that’s my really good friend. They’re my partner in crime…..’That look says more than friend, are you holding out on us?’ I might be holding out on myself, Monbebe.” he laughed. You stood there with a grin on your face, listening to him try to explain himself to his fans for his slip up but he eventually gave up. “Okay fine, yes I have a thing for my friend, and yes they are standing about 20 feet away from me staring at me, as I wish I could go crawl under a rock in embarrassment.” He laughed again. “I think I’m going to call it for the night before I leak something insanely important. Goodnight, Monbebe, I love you all so much.” He waved and ended it, sighing and setting the camera down.

He looked looked at you with a smile and a lighthearted “oops.” You just smiled back and shook your head. “Ya know, I wouldn’t have batted an eye if you wouldn’t have freaked out.” You responded. “Well I just confessed my feelings to my best friend, unintentionally, in front of THOUSANDS.” You could tell that last part made him a little nervous, but it had happened and Hyungwon always handled everything with grace.

“Well, if it means anything to you, I love you too Hyungwon.” Your face was hot and you knew it had to be redder than his.

He stood up and made his way too you, adorable smile on his face. “Well, its still somewhat early. Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“I’d love to.” You both smiled and he shortened the distance between the two of you giving you a big hug and planted a soft kiss on the top of your head.

Hand in hand you both left the build. “Guess we don’t have to worry about the media leaking us. I did it for them.” He laughed. In that moment you knew this is exactly what happiness was.

Jooheon

*I just really love this gif yall.*

Last night was awesome. You had gone on a date with a friend that you had known for a while, or at least you assumed it was a date, considering the blushing on both ends. You two had gone to the movies to see a scary movie and then to dinner. Jooheon was a total baby the entire movie, but it was his idea. You thought it probably picked the movie because he wanted to seem all tough, but everyone who knew Jooheon knew that he was the opposite.

The next morning you had gotten woke up by your phone notification going off twice. One from the Monsta X twitter and the other from the Monsta X Vlive account, both announcing one or more of the boys had gone online for a stream. When Jooheon made it to the end of No Mercy and joined Monsta X, you immediately followed their social media pages to show support for your friend and keep up with him.

You rolled over and opened the app and where greeted by a sleepy Changkyun in a red hoodie talking with the fans. He was talking and being a flirtatious maknae making the Monbebe go crazy. You laid your phone on the bed and closed your eyes but kept the stream open. Right as you were about to fall back asleep you were jolted awake by Jooheon’s voice as he walked into the room.

“Changkyun-ah! You should have been there last night. I had such a good time, I think y/n might be the one.” I.M’s eyes got huge and he shook his head “no” as he looked over at his Hyung. You were wide awake now, palm pressed to your cheek, staring at your phone.

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh… I’m on vlive.”

There was a thick silence for a little bit, that was only broken by Changkyun chuckling and a door to one of the rooms shutting. You assumed Jooheon had mouthed a few explicit words and ran away. The image of what happened on the other side of the phone made you giggle.

Changkyun tried to cover for his best friend and buffer some of the questions that Monbebe had pouring in, without giving away too much because he felt it wasn’t his place to do. “Now what am I suppose to do Monbebe. Now theres a third wheel to Jookyun... I guess we just need to date huh?” he flirted.

A few seconds later, you received a text message from Jooheon.

“Good morning, are you awake.”

“Just got up a little bit ago, what’s up”

“Nothing just got home, wanted to see what’s up and if you wanted to hang out again tonight?”

“Of course! Let me just end Changkyuns Vlive.” The messages stopped for a few minutes and you worried that you had given him a panic attack making a joke that you knew how he felt.

“You were watching, huh?”

“I was and don’t worry I feel the same way <3”

“You do??”

“Well, duh I wouldn’t have said yes to going out again tonight if I didn’t lol!”

“Pick you up at 8?”

“Can’t wait <3”

I.M

You met Changkyun while doing an internship with Starship during their comeback for the “Beautiful” era. You both had so much fun playing Overwatch together and listening to music that it became a regular event during his free time that he had when he wasn’t working on new songs. You weren’t even going to lie and say that you didn’t have feelings for him, you did and you knew it. The problem was you were trying to get your internship that you had done to be a real job with Starship, and you didn’t want to make your friendship awkward if you were to succeed and get the job.

He was hanging out in a hotel room with his fellow Monsta X member, Wonho, and talking on a Vlive stream with Monbebe. You had flown to see the show and were hanging out in the background while they finished it up. You need to grab something from your hotel room, so you motioned that you were leaving and walked out. What you didn’t see or here was Changkyun staring you out the room lovingly. When the door closed, he said “gah, y/n’s so perfect” under his breath. He thought nobody had heard but Hoseok did and so did the camera that was just close enough to pick up everything.

He realized that everyone had heard when the questions started appearing in the chat. “Who is y/n?” “Are you two dating?” “Did our wolf find the one?” While Changkyun was nervous to answer any of the questions he felt honestly was the best option. “y/n is one of my friends. They’re an intern with Starship and pretty much me in a much more attractive form. I’m honestly nervous to tell them how I feel” he laughed. Wonho had completely broken. He was sitting there in awe and the maknae’s courage to speak on his slip up. When you re-emerged in the room all mention of what had happened stopped. You could feel something had happened and looked at the two boys with a confused face, but nobody said a word towards what was wrong for the rest of the night. You had thought maybe you should go back and see what was said but Starship was taking forever to put the video back up in a vod.”

It didn’t take long though. The next morning, you woke up to dozens of direct messages on Twitter from people you didn’t know but knew from the titles on their pages that they were Monbebe. They had worked through the night to find you and send you a video clip from the stream. You watched him say that you were perfect at least a hundred times with butterflies in your chest. You were nervous about whether you should let Kyun know that you knew, but eventually you gained the mindset to go for it. You walked to breakfast where you found him at a table with Wonho and another member named Jooheon. They were casually joking and eating their food. The second Wonho noticed you, you saw him punch Jooheon and nod to you, symbolizing to you that he had spilled the beans to Jooheon.

Kyun turned and smiled with a blush coming across his face. He pulled the chair out for you and asked how you were that morning. After sharing a few pleasantries, he didn’t even try to hind the Vlive anymore. “So Monbebe spilled into your messages, didn’t they?” You were taken back by the fact that he wasn’t going to hide it but smiled and nodded. Wonho and Jooheon scooted closer to each other and waited for the next response.

“Everything I said was the truth. I’m so lucky to have you in my life, you really are amazing. I’ve never met someone so much like me and I’ve fallen for you so hard. I understand if you don’t feel the same, but I needed to get it off my chest, and don’t worry. I’ve already talked to my boss. They’re already planning on giving you the job, and even if we were to get together that wouldn’t change. You’re an incredible worker and they don’t want to lose you, but neither do I. So, if you don’t feel the same I’ll understand but can’t we please still be friends.”

Wonho and Jooheon were practically leaning over the table waiting on your answer.

“Kyun, I’ve been so into you for such a long time.” You smiled sweetly and got up from your chair giving the maknae a huge hug, burying your face into his chest. You could physically feel his sigh of relief.

“You have no idea how happy I am right now” he said as Wonho and Jooheon sprung up, hand in hand dancing and scream their excitement that you two had started your new blooming relationship.

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justinekomwriterkru · 6 years ago

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Helium » Tom Holland

note: so this is my second imagine. I’m really trying to do this whole writing thing more and posting on tumblr. As I mentioned in my first imagine, I have a lot of feelings that need to be expressed especially for a certain spider-man actor lol This is loosely based on SIA’s song Helium. I’m currently listening to it and thought it was such a cute af song that I needed to write about my main boy to it lol

pairing: tom holland x reader

warnings/genre: fluff and major feelings. A few swear words here and there but nothing major I think

song prompt: Helium//SIA

❝ Your love lifts me up like helium Your love lifts me up when I'm down, down, down, when I've hit the ground...❞

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“So how’d school go, my love?”

I smiled softly at my computer screen, staring at the image of the boy who held my heart on it.

It sucked being thousands of miles away from Tom, all I wanted to do was come home from school and work, lay down with him and just talk about nothing and everything. Even if the two of us are just watching TV aimlessly or sitting around doing nothing, it’s the best time ever.

Tom was currently on a press tour, promoting Far From Home; he had begged me to come along since he hated being away from me as much as I hated being away from him but I couldn’t take off from school. Even though I really wanted to be there with him, supporting him and watching as his dreams came true, I just couldn’t drop everything especially school since I’m so close to graduating. I needed to be focused, not skipping weeks at a time or missing deadlines for assignments because I’m traveling the world. Even if I’m traveling with my super talented, and incredibly hot boyfriend.

God, I hated being away from Tom. Especially during days like this when school was horrible because I didn’t do as well on my essay as I thought I had done, and when everyone who seemed to come by my job was a total asshole. And on top of all that, I had a paper I needed to do but now I’m thinking of changing my topic but i’m already almost finished and Tom wasn’t here to just brighten things up.

I sighed to myself, shrugging my shoulders as I stared at Tom through the computer screen. “It was okay, I guess. Didn’t do as good on my last essay as I thought. And now I have a thesis paper I need to write about but it’s just frustrating. I kind of want to switch to a more simple subject but I’ve already poured so much time into this topic it would be stupid to just switch.” I vented, leaning back in my chair as I propped my computer onto the coffee table in front of me so I could sit more comfortable.

“I’m sorry, love. Was work a bit better at least?” Tom asked, offering me a small understanding smile but the answer was pretty much the same.

“Work was boring as usual. Nothing like folding clothes and getting told off by customers cause we didn’t have what they wanted in stock to make you think about just quitting and running away to live in a forest or something away from all adult responsibilities.” I half joked but seriously, I was considering quitting my current job and just becoming a stripper or something.

At least then I’ll be able to take morning classes and work at night. Whatever pays the bills right?

“Love, stop thinking about becoming a stripper. You’re almost done with school and then you’ll be able to get a job in something that you’re passionate about.” Tom encouraged me, making me laugh at how he knows exactly what I’m thinking.

“Don’t be jealous Tommy. You know I love you.” I laughed, smiling to myself at him through the screen, feeling better already just from talking to him and seeing him.

But actually seeing him instead of in whatever pictures get posted to instagram or twitter.

“You’re amazing, you know that? Probably the most amazing person I’ve ever met.” Tom said.

I smiled to myself, leaning closer to the camera and resting my chin on my hand while asking hi to elaborate more. “Thanks, Tommy. Sorry, I’m wasting our chat with my nagging. So, just tell me about your day. How was your interviews?” I asked, trying to change the subject but Tom refused until he said what he needed to say.

“No, no, no. Don’t ever feel like you can’t tell me about your day. I want to hear about your day, the good and the bad. Plus, you’re never wasting a chat because I just want to hear your voice and see that pretty smile I love so much.” Tom said, smirking at me.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and laugh a little to myself. God, it still amazes me how Tom can turn my horrible mood and shitty day into a good one. He always knows how to lift me up when I’m feeling down.

“See, there’s that smile I love so much.” Tom said, pointing through the screen as I couldn’t help but let out a toothy smile.

“I miss you.” I said, sighing to myself. “I don’t know how you manage to pick me up whenever I’m feeling down.”

“Guess it’s just another hidden talent of mine.” Tom smirked at me, making me roll my eyes at him. “I know, I miss you too, my love. But I only have two more weeks or press and then I’ll be flying back to you first chance I get. I can’t wait to wrap you in my arms and just enjoy the warmth that your embrace allows.” Tom said, making me blush slightly.

“God, I love you and miss you like hell. But my semester is about done by the time you get back so I’m all yours when you get here.”

“I love you too. Just two more weeks, we can do this.”

I smiled, nodding my head. “Yeah, we can.”

The two of us smiled at one another. I hated that not only was a computer screen, but also a whole continent and ocean, were between us. I hated not being with Tom but whenever I was feeling down, just hearing his voice or seeing his smile somehow managed to pick me up. Tom was like this bright light at the end of the tunnel, showing that if you keep going, no matter how tired and scared you are of wandering around in the dark, you’ll make it through.

Or better yet

it’s like when I’m wandering around in the dark, lost and barely hanging on, Tom’s my flashlight. He’s there to pick me up when I fall down, be the bright light to guide me. He means more to me than anything, and I love him more than I thought I could ever love someone.

And sure long distance sucked but I never worried or doubted we could get through it. Why? Because distance is only temporary while our love is permanent.

author’s note: sorry this was so cringe worthy and it sucked. I’ll try to be better. If anyone has any suggestions or anything about what I should write about like another character from anything or a prompt or song prompt, I’d love to hear them. Anyways, thanks for reading :)

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #song prompt #marvel #spider-man #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #imagine #feels #tom holland fanfic #sorry this is so cringe worthy

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Answered Asks // 3

Consolidating asks as to not spam dashboards. Under the cut!

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 29th 2018, 3:56:00 pm · 2 days ago wanted to drop by and let you know that i've been listening to 'Fool of Me' by Meshell Ndegeocello for more than a week and it reminds me so much of the heartbreaking moment in chapter 11 when Sehun made the decision to leave Ahri behind. imnotcryingyouare. i hope they become like the song 'Cheek to Cheek' (Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald version) *hinthintwaggleseyebrowswinkwink* hope you have a lovely day <3!

AHHHH REPLIES *-* <3!!! I accept the love you’ve bestowed upon me. I shall violently love you back *SHOOTSHEARTSATYOU* dont worry, I remember the what I wrote in the recs message! I was saying that I’ve been listening to this song ‘Fool of Me’ by Meshell Ndegeocello, which reminded me so much of the end of chapter 11 when Sehun decided to leave Ahri. The heartbreak is so real T_T imnotcryingyouare. I hope they end up being like ‘Cheek to Cheek’ (Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong version)! - ma

OMG SO APPARENTLY I DIDNT DELETE IT. This is how tumblr inept I am. I thought I did. It showed that I did when I was on the computer but apparently I didn’t on mobile. WEIRD. Listening to it now!

Both of these songs sound so similar. I feel like I’ve heard them before omg. good recs. I really like them.

Fool of Me by Meshell Ndegeocell

Was I blind to the truth just there to fill the space... What kind of fool am I that you so easily set me aside OMG MY HEART IS BREAKING. Why do the lyrics fit so well. Right off with the first few lyrics. I’m crying. YES I AM CRYING. This was almost the same words she thought in the chapter. Was she there only to temporarily fill the void in Sehun’s heart when she felt it was for Jiyul instead. OH NOOOO.

I can't touch you no more Can't touch you any more any more And this relates to Chapter 12 a lot how she wouldn’t really look at him or touch him and this is so sad. THIS WHOLE SONG IS SO SAD but it’s so fitting to that part when he chose Jiyul over her and IT”S GOING INTO MY APT PLAYLIST.

Cheek to Cheek by Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald

THIS WHOLE SONG. Can I just say how cute it is??? This just makes me feel like I missed an opportune moment for Sehun and Ahri to dance together at the wedding??? I kind of made it so that it was Soi and Ahri dancing puahahahha. Technically, I should’ve made Sehun and Ahri dance because he tends to dance when he’s nervous about something.

Sooooo BOOOOO I MISSED THE MOMENT. BUT STILL. It’s ok hahahahah But really. This song. The beat. THE CHEEK TO CHEEK. More like forehead to forehead between the two leads. Thank you so much for the recs!!! I loved them so much and can’t wait to add them to my playlist!!

I read chapter 17 till half past 4 in the morning. I had to sleep because i needed to wake up at 9 for a gym session the next morning. But I have sleep problems so I kept waking up throughout the night and reaching for my phone to reread 17 in my sleep-induced haze and dozing off. I had to fake illness and reschedule my gym session in the end xD. I hope my trainer doesn’t see this. HAHAH even when I was half asleep, I kept thinking that I still had so much to tell you about 17!! - ma

OMG MA. WHY DID U STAY UP SO LATEEEE. NUUUUU. Also since your music anon and the abbrev is MA, I literally scream MAAAAA LOOOOL. AND OMGOSHHHH. Please rest. Please sleeeeeep. Your poor thing. i’m so sorry that the story kept waking you up. But I can’t wait to hear your thoughts and really thank you so much. I really can’t appreciate your messages enough. They make me so HAPPPPPYYYY //runs off screaming while drinking my coffeeeeeeeee//

@sehunsmile said to enaasteria: March 30th 2018, 11:42:00 pm · 9 hours ago ENA, ENAAAA!!!! I JUST GOT HOME AND I'M FINALLY GONNA READ CHAPTER 17. I'M SO NOT READY BUT I AM! I KNOW I'M GONNA DIE, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS CHAPTER AND GOD CHAPTER 16 ENDED SO GOOD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT BUT I'M EXCITED SO I'M GONNA READ IT NOW! SORRY FOR ALL CAPS I'M JUST TOO EXCITED AHFNJABFKSBFLSKFJDKJDFK

YASSSSS. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT AND I DONT MIND CAPS LOCK AT ALLLL. IT just shows me you’re really excited and I’m excited for you to read it. Many apologies for how long it took me to write it but I hope you enjoy it. AHHHH TY FOR LIKING CH 16. I remember being really stressed over it because it was so SLOOOOOOOWWWW but yas yas. Please enjoy 17. Thank you for your patience //hearts u//

@heythereitsmo said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 12:12:00 am · 8 hours ago Oh when Sehun tells Ahri the story of the Keepers, I remembered you wrote a piece about it and it was just — beautiful. I cried then and I cried now because it literally took my breath away. Every chapter is so stunning Ena, every word resonates so deeply in my soul. It wasn’t always easy but they’re happy together and in love and I hope on my own stars that someone will love me the way Sehun loves Ahri — even if there are flaws and hurdles. You wrote this fabulously, love. Fantastic job.

YAS!!! You caught the merge of Keepers into Apt. This and Yua x PCY are all other stories I’m working on and I wanted to weave them into apt for continuity. I like having all my stories intertwine in some manner. It’s fun but also makes my brain want to explode when I have to make it flow right LOL. YOU’RE REALLY GUNNA MAKE ME CRY. Thank you so much for reading. I really remember you as one of the readers staying with this fic for so long. i really think it’s been years for you and I’m so grateful for your patience but also all the support you gave me. I wish you all the love and happiness and thank you for loving my characters as much as I do.

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 12:26:00 am · 8 hours ago Okay but Sehun getting provoked by ahri’s ‘other men’ amuses me sooooo much THANK U SO MUCH FOR CH 17 I honestly needed some destressing with an overload of fluff (and that thick tension 😉😏) ☺️💕💓😚

I definitely had to throw in Ahri’s other men to lighten up the mood hahaha. JK JK. I just really love jealous sehun?? I think he’s super sweet and it’s not like he’s like the bad kind of jealousy. He’s just irked??? LOOOL. It’s cute when he’s just agitated. I really hope you love the fluff and slow burn for the kiss LOL

@shewantsmeshesgotme said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 1:35:00 am · 7 hours ago I. AM. IN. LOVE. NXKELBFKDLFNFNDNNSKDKFNFBI. I CANT EVEN FORM THOUGHTS IM SO BLOODY IN LOVE OH MY GOD ENA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!!?!? You....you are some sort of a genius wizard I can’t even...I’m just broken I love this fucking story so much and YOU I LOVE YOU THANK YOU CHRIST I NEED TO SIT AND STARE AT THE CEILING FOR AN HOUR. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

LORIIIIIIIIIIIIII. THANK YOUUUUU GAHHHH. THANK YOUU SO MUCHHHH. Thank you for your help. Thank you for reading. Thank you for the screams. IM NOT A GENIUS WIZARD. YOU ARE. BUT THANK YOUUUU. Really thank you so much for reading this fic and DONT STARE AT THE CEILING. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS. Now that I finished 17, I can get to reading all the fics that are sitting in my backlog and I really want to read all of yours. I really need to read The Boxer. It’s on my to do list foreverrrrrrr. hugss!!!

@yeolieminelli said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 2:25:00 am · 6 hours ago HUHUHU. Just finished Ch. 17 😭 It's beautiful. How the each traditional family story just made sense for Ahri and Sehun ❤❤❤ Thank you for writing such a beuatiful chapter for both of them. You are a great writer dear. 😁😁😁 On a side note- I was listening to an instrumental that fit so well for the last part of Sehun's surprise, it felt even more magical. I wish I could share it with you, if I discover how. 😂

YAYYYY!!! I”M SO GLAD U ENJOYED ITTT. RIGHT? I’ve had that ending in my head for 3 years now and it’s finally there. It’s finally written and can I place a pat on my back for it because I thought it was fitting for their story too. Thank you so much for your help on it and thank you for reading. What instrumental?? You can send me the title and I can look it up on YT to add to my Apt Song Rec list!!

ramblingpeaches said to enaasteria: @ramblingpeaches I CANT TAG U WHY March 31st 2018, 3:07:00 am · 5 hours ago that was such a beautiful chapter! so worth the wait- no actually way more than that! you honestly have such a way with words. your writing, your story has made me feel a bunch of emotions and you're just so so talented that i feel like i can't properly express how much i adore your writing and hope this somewhat conveys it haha. thank you for an amazing chapter, definitely made my morning! :) ♡

Thank you so much for this message! I’m so glad you thought it was worth the wait. I’m so sorry it took so long to write but I’m such a slow writer. AND I HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS. AHHHHH //SCREAMS// You’re so kind to me and this is really such a great message because it just makes all the screams worth it. AND NOOO. REALLY. You’ve done so much for me. If you read and send me a message of how you enjoyed the chapter, that really just makes my heart swell. Thank you so much for reading!!!

@yeollieollie said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 3:23:00 am · 5 hours ago Omg my heart that was the cutest thing ever why can’t that happen to meeee amazing!!!

Thank you so much for reading!! Wasn’t it??? It’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever written in my entire life and I kind of don’t know what to do with myself anymore LOL.

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 5:11:00 am · 3 hours ago hi chap 17 was full of fluff i literally died after reading it 💗 tq for writing such a wonderful story! :) also! how old are sehun and ahri in this story?

ANONNN. Did you know I screamed a lot while writing this chapter. I felt so bad for my followers on Twitter. They felt the main grunt of it all ahhahahaha. I almost died writing this. My heart hurt so bad from it all T_____T Thank you so much for reading and as for their ages. I heavily---HEAVILYYYY aged Sehun in this because I felt I needed his character a bit older than how he was. And since I started this fic 3 years ago, I really did age this poor boy LOL. He’s 29 and she’s 27 in the story. :)

#ma #music anon #sehunsmile #heythereitsmo #anon #shewantsmeshesgotme #yeolieminelli #ramblingpeaches #yeollieollie

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exilesofembermark · 8 years ago

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Game Dev Update | 4.28.17

“You ate the last Twinkie...” - Master Dwarf Thisguy ^

We’ve waited to show more than a glimpse of the dwarven race on Embermark until our own hammers were pounding out the mass of loot we’ve promised in Dev Updates past. Now that the promised loot train is rolling, it’s time to really take a look at our stout, grumpy friends.

Last update, we covered the beginning of our game mode experimentation, world map navigation, a Legendary sword and the ability to view your Battle History. This time, its about content and gameplay. Read on to check out our new icon system, new battle environments, new loot, an upcoming AMA, your chance to help design an item that ends up in the game and what we’re learning about battle mechanics.

Oh, and dwarves.

DWARVES

Whether they’re holed up in the caverns and carved-out tunnels of Siege or feverishly rebuilding the once-great Anglon, dwarves in Embermark are a force to be reckoned with. Here’s an Elite version of our angry fellow from above:

We started the dwarf-creation process exploring what we wanted the basic proportions, faces and gear types to be, as well as where they reside in Embermark and what their background is. As you can see below, Beardbo Grumperson IV there on the far right is a look we’ve stuck with through the representation of our Elite fellow above.

There are a few geographic locations where the dwarves in Embermark tend to be found (though they travel and team up a bit more than dwarves in many other settings), and as mentioned before, the region of Siege is one of them. They’ve gone underground for the past several hundred years as Embermark was overrun and a terrible place to live, but a few ancient entrances to their underground lairs are still visible on the world map:

3D design proceeded much as all the humanoid races we’re developing have-- from the base player model, with some changes that led into a distinctly dwarven look:

And unless the dwarf in question has been beaten in battle to a humiliating degree lately, he/she usually has some manner of facial style going on:

We couldn’t resist this one:

And this one, with a better look at some of the tattoo designs we’re playing with:

I’ve mentioned the history and background of the wolves in Embermark before (despite my bold-face lie about there being no rats, bats, wolves or skeletons in this game). They’re a mean and cunning lot, with far more organization to a “pack” than typical.

Well, this gives you a clue about how dwarves on the continent feel about them:

Depending on the proportions of our humanoid NPCs, we’re making versions of all their gear to also fit the player, for extra tasty drops.

ICONS

When you have a lot of lootses in a RPG, someone has to make the icons. And usually, artists hate doing it cuz there’s so many and it takes so long and it’s not sexy.

WRONG.

With Exiles, it is sexy (and so are you). We’ve had the same placeholder sword/boot/pants icons in just about every screenshot you’ve seen up till now (like here and here). No more!

Because we aren’t satisfied with that (and hate sleep), we created a new icon creation pipeline that takes EACH design for a piece of loot and creates an icon for it. So for every item you get, you’ll see a Tier 3 (that’s the highest) image of that item over a rarity color (either nothing, blue, purple, gold, or green) to give your loadout that extra oomph you’ve been looking for.

GAME MODE EXPERIMENTS

As fast as the content train is moving, the mechanics train is hurtling along just as fast. Now that we have most of the Abilities, Stats and Talents working for the Warrior and Mage classes, we’re diving into what will make the moment-to-moment gameplay the most strategic, satisfying... and visceral! To that end, we have our 4-Ability loadout that we’ve talked a lot about, but last week, we got a second mode of combat going-- The Deck.

With The Deck, the rules of the game are still the same:

WEGO-style turn-based with initiative determining order of ability execution

Abilities combine with Gear & Talents to create effects on either character

First character to die (there’s no fainting in Exiles) loses

However, instead of a 4-Ability Set, you now choose 8. 4 are chosen for you randomly at the beginning of a Battle and the others are in queue. As you use Abilities, they cycle back into the deck and the next Ability in the deck becomes available (see the smaller “coming” Ability represented below-- that is WIP as is everything in these Updates, and it will get a proper UI representation if it ends up being something we support).

Initial testing has proven fun and maddening-- my main Mage “MoarMagicks”still can’t consistently beat SingmeAsong’s main Warrior “Jackal,” despite my clearly superior strategies and build-- and we have some work to do on what the mode does to overall balance. But it’s promising, and we’re excited to show it to you if it ends up passing muster.

AMA

We’re getting ready to do another AMA! If you’ve got burning questions about Exiles, from features to rules to lore to whatever, join the crew and the community for an evening of anything goes-- even making fun of the devs-- we can take it. Submit questions/discussions now on the Reddit thread, and we’ll have some answers ready. And you can win stuff! We’ll be doing some good old-fashioned rolling (of virtual dice) for in-game prizes (loot table is forthcoming, and will be published on the AMA thread in the forums).

So head over to the Discord channel on MAY 9 at 5:30 PM Central Time and get the inside scoop on all things Exiles.

WE HAVE AN ANDROID BUILD

“WHAT?!”

Yes. MANY of our early testing sign-ups have Android devices, and I have some good news for them-- we have an early Android build! Now, before any shenanigans break out, you should know that it’s rough, new and not as far along as the iOS build. But it lives, and you Android users will be kicking arses before too long right beside your iOS brethren.

VANISIR

Along the southwest of Embermark is a region called Vanisir, a mostly arid-- but critical-- piece of land, given its major port, resources and the presence of a manageable Breach. We’re rolling out Battle environments for each of our starting world zones, and Vanisir’s first can be seen here, with an unfortunate player sizing up the enemy that I can’t stop showing to you-- the overly intelligent and vicious WOLF.

“Hey, didn’t I just see you atop some dwarven shoulder armor?”

THE PLAYER CREATED GEAR CONTEST (PCGC)

Players have been guiding us every step of the way toward Embermark and it’s time for them to get a piece of loot or two (or more) in the game. All of the rules surrounding battle and loot haven’t been revealed, but those of you following the development of the game probably have an idea or two rolling around in your heads about a piece of equipment that would do X, Y, or Z.

So the 1st Exiles Player Created Gear Contest (PCGC) is on! Check this thread in the forums for all the details and how to submit your idea. One lucky (and clever, and creative) winner will get their piece of loot in the game (and get a copy of it themselves) and many will win prizes based on the criteria you see in the official thread!

LOOT UPDATE

The loot train continues, and our artists are feverishly designing, modeling texturing and lootzing armor weapons and even rings now (rings are just icons, so they won’t show up on your person, but whatevs).

Armor for the Warrior is getting the color-tell treatment, as we showed for the Mage armor earlier. You’ll see it throughout the system as you start to play, and it’s turning out to be both useful and sometimes hilarious, depending on the how close your gear build preferences are to your color preferences (did someone say transmog? *whistles as he walks away).

Behold the Axe of Cleaving (your head from your body)!

You will see this spear put to good use by our draconian friend below.

I’m not even sure what to say here other than I wouldn’t want it connecting with any part of me...

We continue to design various silhouettes for shields, for those sword-and-board enthusiasts out there...

And here’s one more! (this one’s a stock broadsword, but I still lurve it)

MILITARY

Last couple of Updates, we’ve been showing off a race of baddies that will hound and hinder you throughout your journey to be among the Marked. Their political and military machinations threaten to overrun the entirety of Embermark.

They also look like dragons, have wings and are awesome. Now we’ve got them animating in the engine and will be playable in short order. Like the dwarf above, we created their gear with an eye towards dropping it for you to use in your own loadouts.

(Alas, I had to fool with this one quite a bit to get it under Tumblr’s 2 MB GIF limit, so if you want a higher quality look at this attack, it’s here)

REMEMBER

We’ll keep sharing details as we head into testing (remember to PM TheWizard on the Exiles forums if you want in on closed testing & beta later), and you can count on early impressions from the testers throughout our various channels.

If you haven’t already, follow along with the Exiles development on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. And if you haven’t, I’ll find you. And SMITE you.

GET IN ON THE CHATTER

If you want to hear about the game, ask questions or connect with others who are helping the development team think about features, design and narrative, hop into the Discord Channel for live chat and say hi– it’s a friendly lot with plenty of daily shenanigans (there’s even a Shenaniganizer).

THE BONUS

I leave this here without comment.

#gamedev #rpg #mmorpg #mobile games #fantasy #games #video games #eoe

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kingddd17 · 8 years ago

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Something I wanted to get off my Chest.

This is something I really want to get off my chest and I don't know how else to start since I usually am not very good with introductions in general but I think I'll start with how I felt over the years and the events that transpired yesterday and a few days ago.

Over the 26 years of my life, I've always been the usual kid you see in the block but I think I'm just like any kid who really loves entertainment just as much as everyone else does. Over the course, I grew up loving sci fi and many various stories that really invigorated me to go on adventures together and meet new people. Like I was your stereotypical kid who loved Star Wars, Star Fox, Super Mario Bros and of course anything that was made by Nintendo.

However I really wanted to join within the communities that had a similiar interest as me. Just like any other kid who wanted to be a part of the community for anything. I've tried sticking with them but more and more as I grew older I found so much negativity within them. Instead of expressing how much I love this genre, games or make fan made content, all I ever got was hate, troll responses or just plain negative downvotes. Many of which of course made me really sad and felt like I will never contribute anything to any fan community. So i felt isolated.

Soon afterwards, I just went in the dark, rather than talk or discuss with anyone online, I just sat there just playing games all day, do the usual homework from school but at the same time, I felt kind of isolated. Even if I joined any school clubs I usually stick to it for one day and kind of leave. So even though I was glad I didn't have to deal with the amount of negativity, it also made me sad and lonely and I felt very isolated from many people who already have connections.

When I first saw Xenoblade X back in 2013, I thought ooh cool, mechs and regular on ground ARPG combat. Can't wait to try it. Little did I know this would change my life around.

When I finished beating the game for the first time, I loved it so much. The story, characters, the world of mira, the cutscenes and the amount of fun sidequests that were available. I didn't expect to fall in love with it so much. At first I thought man I should see what others think of it. Of course, to my big surprise it was a very mixed reaction from most people I noticed and it had tons of excessive bashing that I felt was unnecessary or it's one of those it doesn't cater to my specific niche case scene. It honestly made me feel sad and I thought I would never join back. However there was something I did that I never thought I would do to get people to notice me.

During my playthroughs, I did a lot of video recordings of moments that I loved from the game. I created a bunch of gifs, webm videos, commission artists for drawing Xenoblade X fan arts of my favourite characters and people started to notice this pink shirt meme mim that seems to circulate around. Although I had the usual it's that guy again, some of them took notice to me and I felt I wanted to meet these people. We quickly became friends and soon I started posting these to tumblr and I feel as cool as the game is, there aren't enough fan contents cause it's a niche series. I asked various sources and helps from my friends and I went on to compile stuff like the Party Member banters, making hacks, screenshots, emote gifs of characters that don't normally have emotes, cross interactions etc.

It of course felt great and I felt very satisfied with the amount of things I've contributed but at the same time, it still kind of felt lonely especially when I had to find work and I can't stick with doing these things all day. It wasn't until around Feb 17th 2017 when my birthday happened. So many art gifts kept pouring into my feed and I just could not believe it. I just have no words to express how happy I was. I was literally shedding tears at work while doing whatever task or projects my boss wanted me to do but of course I finished them all really early and he let me off early. Something that burst in me, I started crying.

I just don't know. It was such a wonderful feeling like I've accomplished something in my life. It felt like I helped bring a community together and as someone who loves art in general, it just blew my mind. All my friends that I got to know through discord, tumblr, twitter and now even the people from the Japanese Xenoblade X community. It was soooo overwhelming and I can't thank everyone enough!!! You guys are amazing!! I'm just an ordinary programmer just trying to make a living and I think all you guys together are one amazing people and the Xenoblade X community is such a wonderful community. And of course your love has also motivated to get back into drawing. Something I never thought I would attempt to do again after 15 or so years of not doing because I felt I would never improve but now I've been thinking positively about it.

So I would like to say once again thank you to the Xenoblade X community and for giving me back so much over the years. I really hope you've guys enjoyed the content that I've created and the amount of hours I've put into it to make them possible. I don’t want to name specifics as I feel that would be very bias but for those that I’ve DMed with on my personal time you know who you guys are. But I would love excessively say thank you to those and the community. You guys are the ones that motivated me to do all these things and I really mean it. So thank you! You guys as a whole are the most wonderful people I've ever known and I want to continue to supporting all of you as much as I can. I just.....

Thank you!!!

#Xenoblade X #Xenoblade Chronicles X #Christie #Cross #Personal #Thoughts

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