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christ0pher-evans · 4 years ago

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Never Ever

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, edging / angst / dom mentions

A/N: This one shot has been on my brain for ages and I couldn’t get it all down on paper quick enough, apologies for the length, I just couldn’t stop writing. I’m not even sure I like this but I’m posting it because it took forever! This is based on Taylor Swifts ‘We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together’ ENJOY. Please reblog and like🖤

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“We hadn’t seen each other in a month, when you said you needed space”

Two years. Two exclusive years on the arm of Hugh Ransom Drysdale. When you first met Ransom, naturally, you never thought that he would be someone who wanted to settle down, or that you would be the person he would want to settle down with. He was boisterous, self-centred and just obscenely rude but not with you, no matter what attitude he gave you, you gave it right back, showing that Ransom had finally met his perfect match. You were both such similar people and you truly believed that it was what bought you together, even though the universe tries to tell you that opposites attract. In life, you are conditioned to believe that there is a soulmate somewhere on the planet for you, and bizarrely you were starting to believe Ransom was just that, your soulmate.

You both had such loud personalities, insatiable sex drives and unmatched confidence; all reasons why you suited so well. However you both also had very demanding jobs, which meant it was often difficult to make time for one another. You didn’t live with Ransom therefore actually seeing each other in person was a challenge, but it never seemed too problematic because you were always on the phone or at least texting. At times, you were both guilty of being too busy for one another but you were deemed such a strong couple as well as independent individuals that it had never worried you. However, that didn’t stop your current excitement as you unlocked Ransom’s front door and let yourself into his place after a whole month apart. You hung your coat on the rack, removed your shoes and placed your bag on the table before looking through the open plan kitchen/living area, trying to locate Ransom. “Babe! Where are you? Sorry I’m late, work was hectic!”, you shouted awaiting a reply but there was only silence. You simply shrugged and made your way into the kitchen, helping yourself to a generous glass of wine, well deserved after your busy week. With your back to the room and your gaze preoccupied out the kitchen window at the autumn leaves, you felt Ransoms arms around your waist before you saw him. He gave you a tight squeeze, mumbling in your ear, “God, I missed you angel."

It wasn’t long before Ransom was carrying you over to the sofa, gently throwing you down onto it and admiring his view. Looking up at him, you could see dark circles under his eyes from working too much and frown lines from always carrying such an attitude but you could also see the softest smile as he held his gaze on you. You kept your eyes on each other, fidgeting slightly at the anticipation and breathing heavily at the sexual tension in the air, wondering who would make the first move. “I am going to devour you angel. Almost forgot what you tasted like, its been so long”, you bit your lip as the words rolled off his tongue, instantly turned on by them. You rolled your eyes as Ransom held still, watching him as he waited for you to make the first move, wanting to see you submit control and beg for him. Around Ransom you never held your nerve long, so giving in and pulling him on top of you on the sofa was the quickest way to get what you desired. His hands falling to either side of your head, you were now kissing with such desperation with tongues and teeth attacking one another anywhere they could; lips, neck, chest. Ransom sat you up so he could unzip your dress, pulling it off of you with no care, then pulled his own top over his head and discarded it on the floor with your dress before stealing your lips in another passionate kiss. You felt totally weak under his grip, simply letting him do whatever he pleased with you. He pushed you back and started trailing kisses down your body towards your core, removing your panties whilst you were distracted by his lips. Before you could even catch your breath, he was devouring you like he had promised. His mouth felt like it was over every inch of your core, fingers teasingly dipping in and out of your hole and it was barely minutes before you were cumming all over his fingers and face, moaning so loudly you were sure anyone within a 10 mile radius would hear you.

“Fuck Ransom! I swear you get better at that every time!”, you panted as he stared at you with a cocky grin whilst leaning back on the sofa, licking his fingers clean. “Well I think I deserve a reward, wouldn’t you say angel?”, you sat up and just smirked at him. “I’d hurry up and get on your knees if I were you”, by using his threatening tone, he knew you’d do anything for him, so you stood up on shaky legs, still reeling from your orgasm. You knelt before him, opening your mouth delicately and letting Ransom bring his cock to you, giving him another rush of domination. He constantly liked to be in charge of you and you had no qualms with it when he had that orgasmic look on his face whilst he fucked your mouth. He reached forward, placing his hand on the back of your head, pushing you all the way down on his cock, drawing an immediate gag from you. “That is honestly the sweetest god damn sound on this planet!”, you looked up as he spoke and fluttered your eyes seductively as his thrusts started to pull tears from your eyes at the intensity that he was forcing himself down your throat with.

Some time later and you were both laying naked on the sofa, blanket lazily thrown over your nestled bodies whilst some trash TV played in the background. You were tracing patterns on Ransom’s back, absentmindedly wondering how long it would be before Ransom whisked you upstairs to bed for a whole night of obscene i missed you sex. You were so distracted by your thoughts that you almost missed the words he whispered softly against your chest.

“I need space..”, you started shuffling away slightly, observing his request.

“Sorry baby, I thought you were comfy!”, a weak smile graced Ransoms face before he repeated himself, but slower and with more emphasis. “No, I need space..”, you raised an eyebrow confused, “..space, from us.”

You were absolutely dumbfounded by what Ransom was saying, certain you were misunderstanding, “What do you mean?”. He just looked at you and kept quiet, not even offering a further explanation as to why he had invited you here, had his wicked way with you before telling you he wanted space from your committed relationship. As if on impulse, you started to get dressed to leave, not wanting to spend another minute around him. “Y/N, you don’t have to leave”, that was when you saw red. “Like fuck I don’t!! We haven’t seen each other in like a month, I come here excited to see you, then you get your fucking dick wet before telling me you need some space! Space from what? Our relationship might as well be long distance at this point, now you need more space from me! Fuck you Ransom, you absolute chickenhearted piece of shit!”, you didn’t even look back as you stormed out of his place, before getting in your car and speeding off without giving him another look. All you could remember was screaming in anger and confusion as you drove all the way back to the comfort of your own bed.

“Baby, I miss you and I swear I’m gonna change, trust me” Remember how that lasted for a day?

It had barely been two days since you left Ransom’s the evening he told you he needed space and you were still pretty pissed with what happened. You were still in shock that he has asked for space and still hadn’t tried to contact you to at least explain himself. Assuming you were broken up and he was getting his dick wet elsewhere was the only reason you could tell your brain that he wouldn’t want to be with you anymore, the thought of anything else upset you stupid amounts. 2am and you were laying in bed, tossing and turning, trying to get some sleep without dreaming of Ransom and his hands all over your body, you were physically craving him. From the moment you slept with Ransom, you knew he had ruined you for all other men, it was obvious no one could be better than him sexually. Your phone started vibrating and it snapped you out of your tormenting fantasy. Looking over at your phone, you saw Ransoms name and had to pinch yourself to make sure you weren’t actually in some twisted dream, but his name really was there and he really was calling you at 2am.

“Ransom, why are you calling me?”, you answered harshly but were quickly silenced by the blaring music and mumbled voices coming through your speaker.

“Y/N, angel, please don’t hang up!” You could almost smell the amount of whiskey he must have consumed through the phone, his voice stumbling over every word he spoke.

“I miss you. You’re so fucking sexy. The things I would do to you right now. I love you. I shouldn’t have told you I needed space. I’m gonna change, just for you, trust me. Fuck, I love you!”, he rambled on and on and you kept telling yourself that he didn’t mean any of it, he was too fucked up to remember any of this tomorrow anyway. You just disconnected the call, throwing your phone back onto the bedside table and hiding under your duvet, hoping that sleep would consume you soon.

You awoke early on Saturday morning, groaning as you saw it was only 9am. After the week you had endured, you were hoping to sleep till at least midday. Deciding that you definitely couldn’t get back to sleep, you settled on a relaxing bubble bath that might at least help towards an afternoon nap later. After an excessive self-care morning, you were dancing around the kitchen in your sweats, making an extremely late brunch. By the time you’d cleaned up the kitchen, it was pushing towards 2pm and you settled on a movie day. Halfway through ‘Mamma Mia’, you were rudely interrupted by the doorbell. You weren’t expecting anyone so when you opened the door and saw Ransom with the biggest bunch of your favourite flowers, you couldn’t help but smile. You didn’t let him straight in, your back still up about the past couple of days. Ransom was clearly nervous, his body language oozing with guilt and you started to wonder if he really did feel terrible about what happened between you both. “Y/N, my angel. I’m so sorry about the way I called you last night but I’m not sorry about what I said, I meant every word..”, bewildered was the only way to describe your demeanour because it was so unlike Ransom to share his feelings with you, but here he was in front of you, baring his soul. You hesitantly let him in, quickly noticing the bag full of treats hidden behind his back as you both walked awkwardly to the kitchen. Watching Ransom pull out all your favourite snacks, you favourite bottle of wine and put the flowers in a vase, you could really feel yourself starting to believe that he was sorry, pondering if it was just a momentary freak out the other day.

You had slipped right back into relationship territory with Ransom that afternoon; chatting, laughing, eating. Ransom was feeding you chocolate covered strawberries, often caressing your cheek or running his fingers through your hair whilst he listened to every word you spoke and simply looking at you with such love and adoration. It might have been the couple of glasses of wine you’d drunk or the endless intimate touches from Ransom but you had never wanted him more than in this moment, your mind and body plagued with your carnal needs.

Hours had passed and it was fully dark outside, possibly into the early hours of the morning but you were still writhing under Ransom, an endless span of almosts as he continued edging you until you were completely his. “Ran, please, I can’t..”, you whimpered as he thrust back into you for what felt like the thousandth time with no release, every part of your body screaming with sensitivity. He just smirked at you and continued at his relentless pace that made you believe he was finally going to let you cum, but stilling immediately as you started to clench around him. Panting, he nibbled on your ear before mumbling seductively, “You’re so fucking hot when you’re begging for me, begging for my cock!”, and then you snapped. You mustered every physical fragment of strength you could to push against Ransoms chest, flipping you over so you were straddling him, pushing your hands against his chest to hold yourself up to try and assert some facade of dominance. Yet, whimpers were falling from your mouth as his cock reached deeper inside you, your legs shaking with complete exhaustion that still proved that Ransom had complete control over you.

Ransom could only look up at you in awe but also a new height of desire, “Fuck angel, that’s it. I want to see you make yourself cum all over my cock!”

Hearing his words, it didn’t take long for you to build back up to the edge, riding Ransom like your life depended on it. He still had control over your movements, gripping your hips and grinding them into him so you could feel every vein on his impressive cock. Lifting you up slightly so he could start pounding up into you, it didn’t take long before you were coming undone over him. Your legs were shaking, screams of pure adrenaline leaving you and eyes rolling back in your head as your overwhelming orgasm lingered. Ransom growled, bringing you back to some semblance of reality, indicating he was close to meeting his own orgasm. He looked up at you like there was no one else in the world he would want to be with, as he held you from collapsing into his chest, still violently thrusting up into you to reach his peak. Every inch of you body felt like it was burning all over again, an onslaught of euphoric pleasure heading straight back to your core as you clenched around him, “Shit angel, are you going to cum for me again?” Your eyes rolled back again as you felt your second orgasm approaching, not even confident your body could take anymore, “Ran, baby, please..” You didn’t even know what you were asking for anymore but somehow he knew exactly what you needed. He pulled your body down to him, your lips smashing together sloppily as he thrusted fiercely one final time before grinding your body over his continuously till you were both cumming together, a magical romanticism to the detached feeling you had from your body.

As you were falling asleep, completely exhausted from the ethereal feelings and emotions you’d experienced over the past few hours with Ransom, your body sometimes still twitching from pleasure, you felt him pull you into his body and whisper how much he loved you and you truly felt whole again.

Waking up the next morning, before you felt anything else, you felt sore, fully spent in the most glorious way and you were smiling at the thought of another day in bed with Ransom before you’d even opened your eyes. As you carefully stretched out, you noticed the emptiness and blanket of cold in your bed and wondered where Ransom was. Upon opening your eyes, you immediately felt the void atmosphere of your house, the stillness of the buzz and the nothingness in your heart. You knew in that moment, Ransom was gone and you had been used like a meaningless one night stand.

“We called it off again last night”

You were never a girl that pined after a guy but you had spent the past three day trying to contact Ransom. After that blissful day and night you spent together, where you fully opened up to one another physically and emotionally, you truly believed that you had something special that neither of you wanted to jeopardise. You knew that Ransom was hesitant about the commitment but with your support, he saw how the idea of having someone by your side forever was amazing. Ransom was yet to pick up one of your calls but all you wanted was answers, you deserved that. So without much deliberation, you turned up at his place one evening after work. You knocked on the door with intention, but your body screamed nervousness. Fidgeting on the spot, partially from the cold but also because you were anxious and didn’t know what would happen once Ransom opened the door. The door soon whipped open with an annoyed looking Ransom on the other side, but as soon as his eyes landed on you, they softened.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?”, you twirled the ends of your hair round your fingers, a nervous habit you recently picked up and all anger dissipated from your body, deciding a shouting match wasn’t the best method of attack.

“Um, I was hoping we could talk?”, and without even hesitating, he was letting you in and leading you into the familiar kitchen. Sitting with a glass of wine opposite Ransom at the breakfast bar, you started running your finger round the rim of the glass and wondering where to start with this awkward conversation.

“So I just wanted to talk about us. I want to know why you left before I woke up the other morning?”, you held a straight face trying to appear confident, you wanted answers but you also wanted him to know that you weren’t here for a fight.

“You know, you’ve always looked like such an angel when you slept, that’s why I started calling you that..”, he absentmindedly confessed. You were swooning inside at his words, but tried to keep your composure before continuing, “Ran, I'm serious..” For at least 20 minutes, it was back and forth tediously, you were trying to ask him serious questions whilst he cleverly avoided them but spoke about you like you were a literal goddess sent from heaven for him to worship. You were avoiding your glass of wine to keep a clear head, deciding upon a different approach to try and get Ransom to open up, showing him your commitment to the relationship, “Ransom..”, he looked into your eyes with enchantment. “You know how much I love you right?”, the look of softness had rapidly turned into a look of desire. Before you could say another word, Ransom had lifted you off the stool and pinned you up against the closest wall, his mouth forcing itself on yours, battling for your submission. His passion was infectious and you couldn’t help but give in, channelling your love into your touches and kisses, showing him exactly how you felt. Whilst your lips were fighting for some feign of dominance, your hands were clawing at the bottom of his top, wanting to cling onto any trace of intimacy between you. With one of his arms keeping you pinned to the wall and the other trailing down your body towards where you craved him, you could feel his moans vibrating through your body and his cock starting to push against your clothes. Palming him through his sweats, you matched his moans with the thought of where this was leading, biting his lip to convey you were ready to take this further.

“Oh angel, this new arrangement we’ve got is way better!”, he mumbled so faintly against your lips that it almost went unnoticed, but you knew what you heard, loud and clear Ransom was telling you that being friends with benefits was much better than your committed relationship. Completely humiliated, you were pushing him away from you and erasing any ounce of his touch from your skin.

“Y/N, what the fuck!”, Ransom began to approach you again like he was going to punish you in the most delicious way but you shook your head and stepped away from him, eager to get out of there.

“You.. Ransom, what the fuck! You..”, struggling to speak without crying, you took a deep breath before looking him dead in the eye, no emotion on your face. “Does our relationship really mean that little to you? Do I really mean that little to you? You’ve strung me along for a week just so you could keep getting your dick wet! You don’t deserve me, you don’t deserve my love! You fucking prick!”, you can’t even bare to give him a second look once you start walking towards the door, desperate to rid yourself of him permanently. The last thing you heard was Ransom yelling something incoherent as you slammed the door behind you.

“I’m really gonna miss you picking fights, and me falling for it, screaming that I’m right”

“Ran, don’t be ridiculous! He wasn’t even paying attention to me, he was our waiter for crying out loud!”, you slumped down on the sofa as you stormed into his place after a gorgeous meal at your favourite restaurant, celebrating your one year anniversary. Ransom was quick in the door behind you, throwing his jacket over the arm of the sofa in a huff before sitting down next to you. “Oh please Y/N, don’t be so ignorant! You knew he was looking at you and you were enjoying it, I saw you smiling at him as he poured you more wine!”, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his bizarre perspective on your politeness towards your server. You couldn’t help but let out a little laugh as his stupidity, “Babe, I was just being polite. You know I only want to be with you. You’d think that was pretty obvious with the way you were strutting around the restaurant with my panties hanging out your trouser pocket!” Now it was Ransoms turn to laugh, looking down towards the deep blue lace peaking out the pocket of his trousers, a pretty obvious attempt at dominance. You sat up quickly and snatched your panties out of his pocket, chucking them on the floor in annoyance, initially you thought it was sexy that he wanted to show everyone you belonged to him, but now it just seemed like a pathetic bid at control.

“I don’t want to argue about this Ran. I’m my own person and you can’t control my interactions with other human beings just because you think you own me!”, you huffed, standing up frustrated at his misogynistic view. “If you can’t see that I love you and want to be with only you, then I just can’t be fucked with your insecure ass!”, you huffed again, annoyed at the look of smugness he was giving you as you shouted at him, throwing your arms about in irritation.

“Oh angel, you are so fucking sexy when you’re angry..”, again you rolled your eyes at his playfulness during a serious conversation, but quickly understood he was just saying all this to get a rise out of you, to wind you up to the point of frustration so he could make it up to you in whatever way he wanted. Before you’d even calmed down, he was pulling you over his lap, smoothing his hand over your ass before slowing trailing it down your leg to the seam of your dress and pulling it back up to expose your bare backside.

“You’re mine Y/N, every part of you is mine and I wouldn’t want it any other way. I never want another man to look at you, because I only ever want you to look at me!”, and even in your compromising position, you couldn’t help but feel your heart swell at Ransoms admission of pure devotion to you.

“However, now, I think you need punishing for the way you spoke to me, what do you think angel?” All you could do was bite your lip and nod your head, already anticipating the first spanking. Ransom was running his hands over your ass, dipping down into your dripping core every now and again, pulling whimpers from your lips. When the first spank came, you squealed in gratifying pain and awaited the second.

“What do you say angel?”, he fingers dipping back towards your core, “T-thank you sir.” You were wriggling around over his lap, prompting Ransom to hurry up but also to create some friction over his trousers, feeling the stir of his cock pushing into your stomach. “Please, Ransom, again..” *SMACK*

You startled awake as you heard a crash, quickly sitting up on the sofa and looking around, noticing your phone had dropped onto the wood floor. You sighed and wiped the layer of sweat on your forehead, realising you were dreaming about Ransom, wondering if it meant anything or if it was just your heart beginning to heal from the pain. Smiling lightly at the fond memory, you picked your phone up, unlocking it and bringing up Ransoms name in your contacts, intent on deleting his number. It had only been a week since you left Ransom but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, still not ready to admit defeat on your relationship.

“So he calls me up and he's like ‘I still love you’, I mean this is exhausting, you know?”

A month had passed and you had fully submerged yourself into work, your business thriving and your heart sort of on the mend from Ransom. You knew it would be a long road because you had spent two years of your life deeply in love with him, but it felt like the chains around your heart were finally loosening and you could breathe without constant hurt. You were determined to come out of this a new person. You were heading home from work on time, ready to try and make a new lasagne recipe you had seen online. Once you were set up in your kitchen, you opened the recipe on your phone and began to chop vegetables. You were entirely focused, welcoming the soft music flowing through the house until your phone startled you out of your bubble. You wiped your hands dry quickly before picking up your phone to see who was calling, your whole body freezing at the name on the screen -Ransom- Debating whether it was a smart idea to answer, you realised you would be just as bad as Ransom if you didn’t pick up. You took a deep breath before answering, leg twitching in anticipation of hearing his voice.

“Hello?”

“Y/N”, your breath caught in your throat at the sound of his voice.

“Hi Ran”, mentally, you cursed yourself for using his nickname.

“I’m so happy you answered, I was worried you wouldn’t. It’s so good to hear your voice angel!”

“Well, I did. Is everything ok?”, you tried to sound tough, even though you were already weakening from his effortless flirting.

“Yeah, everything is fine. Well not everything, I miss you.” You didn’t speak for a minute, completely taken aback by his words.

“Angel, you still there?”

“Um, yeah sorry.. I’m here, just processing. You miss me? Even after everything that happened?”

“After everything, I miss you. I still love you. I fucking love you so much Y/N!” Your heart was doing somersaults, your breathing barely keeping up with your emotions but your head, your head was screaming at you to not go down this road again, to not let him knock back down the walls you’d only just built. What could you even say to him? Your soulmate, baring his heart to you again, but only after he tore it into a few thousand pieces.

“Ransom, this is exhausting..”

#ransomdrysdale #ransomdrysdalexreader #knivesout #chrisevans #cevans #fanfiction #oneshot #smut #taylorswiftlyrics #ransomdrysdalefanfiction

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lizandbo · 4 years ago

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bakugo headcanons

Okie dokie please dont judge me this is my first thingy, and its like. 2AM so i hope you enjoy...hopefully..

Sorry if its a lil short too

Also it is not proof read at all(I’m bout to fucking pass out after I’m done with this shitty crap I’ve done

It’s a bit gender neutral but i tried

warning, just a lil fluff and some cursin

-ok, this boi right here loves you but wont ever admit it nor will say it.

-somethings hell say it but thats only when your feeling down or tense.

-he’s not much of a cuddly person. But if he feels a bit needy at the moment ,he’ll probably just wrap his arms around your waist and recharge. Or lift you up like a fucking sack of potatoes ,and plop you onto the bed and hell jump on the bed right after words

-if you wanted to say something like “aww is my Baku being soft for me?~”

-hell immediately stop,and ‘tch’ his way out and regrets it

-bakugo will sometimes cook for you (and i do mean sometimes...very rarely tho)

-he will be so fucked up in the Head if you started your period(if you dont have a cycle like girls do that’s okay)

-when your moaning from the pain, he doesnt know what to do, he might thinks it’s annoying after a while and FINALY says something about it

-’Oi...stop whining damn it what the hell is wrong with you today?’

-”cant, with this horrible pain in my abdomen that feels like knots yanking with one and the other, tryna to freaking untangle”

-he still cant put the puzzle pieces together, he’s still very confused, and a bit worried but hell never say it(what a stubborn damn boi)

-after you finally said something bout the period he just let you do your own thing, but observantly watching you with the corner of his eyes.

-bakugos` nicknames for you will prolly be either “babe” or “-name-” “dumbass” `maybe”beautiful bitch”

-Does study dates with you but he’s very very very strict about it

-wrong answer? Your dead asa Door nail. Biting your lip or tapping your pencil on the paper? Let’s plan y\n funeral everybody.

-also if your a night owl(like me) bakugo will be kinda mad and frustrated because you sleep so much later than him

-if you have a hobby like drawing, playing the ukulele or piano etc. cooking\baking...then he’s gonna be impressed and proud be he never gonna say that once again

-he likes to watch\listen to you will you do your own thing.

-a lot of times when you notice he’s sometimes starring at you, hell always says its your fault

-like, how does that exactly work?

-(my eyes are burning peeps, help meXD)

-bakugo does have a soft spot for you, but he hates to show it in most situations

-and also if your a bit chubby ina few spots here and there. Don’t be ashamed of who you are.

-i think Baku is a bit of a chubby chaser (in my opinion)

-he likes to squish the thighs and ass, and a lil chest-ONLY IF HE FEELS NEEDY

-he’s really weird with expressing emotions like other people can

-he will abs-fucking-loulty lay on your thighs and lay on your belly

- he will use your boobs (if you have them) as pillows

-pluss, if your a spicy food eater, lemme just tell you this...he will def want to challenge you with a spicy food contest

-BE PREPARED FOR THIS SHIT

-also the way he Text is so short and dry, he will probably will give you a ‘read’ or ‘ya’’...’ ‘ok’ ‘no’ (i almost put ‘lol Or lmao but he doesnt even fuckiin laugh)

-he also doesnt care if you have a different gender, sexuality, skin tone, size, appearance in general... he cares for it, but it doesnt matter that you aren’t perfect because no one is perfect. He loves the way you are just YOU...

(Go damn it its 3AM ...well bai bai i hoped you enjoyed this now ima gonna fall asleep because i feel so fuckinbdead and i cant type for life)

#bakugou imagine #bakugou x y/n #bakugo #bakugo x reader #bakugou headcanons #y\n #bnha fan fiction #bnha headcanons #bnha x reader

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kadekuro · 5 years ago

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I am so overjoyed that youre listening to fua and I would love to see your designs for the characters hdsjshjs

OK I FOUND TIME TO DO THE THING gFDAHGHFbgfbgfnjhgj i also couldnt draw them without giving them something to say so i went through my textpost stockpile (about 370 text posts) and found ones i thought were fitting ANYWAYS in order of how i drew them and stuff

HARLEY: i imagine him being a big dude cuz his voice is pretty deep y’know? ive got a buuunch of doodles of him and most of them are post class-M so he always looks super messy and tired, so this is probably the neatest i’ve drawn him lmao. he looks... good with his hair down.

LANCASTER: my sweet man!! his voice is kinda soft its very nice. i want him and harley to hang out more, since they seem to be friends? and lancaster might be my fave (sorry harles) so i want to hear more from him!

KLEIN: gots them scars bc she’s always gettin’ into shit!! the size buzz is inspired by one of my friends with a side buzz, and also my own side buzz (which is nowhere near as good but thats okay). i was gonna give her glasses and i feel like she does have them, but she’s always forgetting them.

LOVE: i love agent love she’s fucking hilarious. also i too have threatened my coworkers with random objects (box of espresso beans). i feel like she looks tired here but that’s just her Look ok, shes got RBF. out of all of them agent love is the most Feral and that’s Fucking Great

its 2am and i have work in 4 hours

#scp #fua #find us alive #kuro doodled #I am not an official FUA blog and these are my own designs #please feel free to create your own or draw mine!#please listen to FUA #kuro answers

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chordstrvck-blog · 5 years ago

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sharp gray eyes size up their unwanted companion through a lung-staled waft of smoke. “ ‘ey. ” a tip of the chin. cigarette ash darts to pavement. crunch. eddie grinds that shit in, real good. nothin’ like a pair of trusty docs to do the trick. “ what the fuck’s your damage ? ”

or alternatively : yo, yo, whassgood ? the name’s liana ( she/her/hers ) and i am so friggin’ hyped to bring you my spoopy lil’ music man, eddie williams !! below the cut you’ll find a big hodge-podged mess of facts, potential connects, and other delicious chips of info. his favorites are hoppin’ jalapeno crunch tators, thanks for fuckin’ askin’. ( imagine how heartbroken he’ll be when frito lay discontinues them in the 90′s... rest in spaghetti never forgetti. )

— ❝ wait is that THOMAS HAYES ? or is that KEITH EDISON “EDDIE” WILLIAMS who arrived in las vegas TWENTY-THREE years ago? HE is TWENTY-THREE years old. last time i checked they were a GUITARIST IN CRIMSON & CLOVER / ARTIST AT ATOMIC TATTOOS . rumour has it they’re very BEGUILING and very HARUM-SCARUM. the CISMALE reminds me of SAY WHAT YOU WILL BY FASTWAY.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: DEATH, DOMESTIC ABUSE, VIOLENCE, DRUG USE/ABUSE, MENTIONS OF ADDICTION.

eddie is the lovely ivy williams [ @poiseonxivy ] ’s older brother ! they grew up in a contentious household here in vegas, with an abusive alcoholic for a father and a complacent/despondent mother. fed up with the abuse and chaos, their mother walked out on them when eddie was 13. he and ivy caught her in the act, and this savage kid called her out for being a coward and opened the fuckin’ door for her. “ die in a ditch, ” is the last thing he ever said to that sorry waste of a woman.

naturally, things with their father only got worse. he was quick to provoke and impossible to please. the williams siblings had to step up to upkeep their home, make sure bills got paid, etc., all while receiving the worst of it from their father. ivy, as the youngest, was blamed for the family’s downfall. eddie got berated and slurred at for his tendency to peruse his sister’s things, paint his middle fingers interesting colors, ask her to do his makeup on halloween. his father was the first person to ever look eddie in the eye and call him a faggot, and, well... that shit dug deep.

it’s not that he’s overly concerned about it. hell, labels are fuckin’ dumb, alright? he’d sooner be gagged with a spoon than told he has to live his life all boxed up. he doesn’t care that the lady at the bar’s stunning and so is the guy pourin’ her drink, alright? what he does care about is... what if he is that thing his dad said? what if he... what if he is the man his dipshit dad saw in him ?

guitarist in el’s band, crimson & clover ! the band formed several years ago and has been playing gigs ever since. it’s definitely made him grow as a guitarist : you can frequently find eddie chilling on fire escapes experimenting with new riffs and the like. he’s absolutely got that band aesthetic –– distressed tees, tight pants, leather, leather, leather. doc martens. beat up sneaks. jaw-length hair, wavy. usually teased on stage and left to its own devices off-stage. music has always been an escape for him, especially from the hellscape that was his childhood home. catch him chillin in el’s record shop, cig in hand, blissed out to the latest rock releases blasting in his headphones.

jake wheeler’s next-door neighbor / best friend ! we have yet to plot about this, but that’s a wc eddie fills & we could do something with that, too!

tw: drugs, abusive tendencies, mild violence. eddie’s genetics do predispose him to addiction. and, unfortunately, this bitch way more than dabbles in a haphazard lifestyle. he’s BIG into psychedelics, stimulants. alcohol. acid. he’ll pulverize the occasional bar asshole’s face. make fights out of nothing. but s’not a problem, alright ? he’s cool. he’s cool. ( this guy’s a sinkin’ ship in heavy ass denial. )

art. tattooing. art has also played a pivotal role in eddie’s life. from a very young age, he created edgy doodles: skeletons in their sunday best, ghost cartoons carrying guns. the late 60′s/early 70′s saw his school notebooks filling with vietnam-inspired strips, doodles, and sketches. he used to draw “tattoos” on his fellow delinquents during detention in sharpie ink. gave himself his first poke tattoo on his ankle ( a scrawled so what ? ) in eighth grade. now, he works as a tattooist at atomic tattoos. always flirts with the clientele. and they always leave happy.

tw: death. wears a dharma wheel pendant at all times, tucked beneath his shirt or, if he’s shirtless, just out in the open. he’ll say he found it in the street, but it actually belonged to a guy he started seeing his senior year of high school, in secret. glenn farley. he was older, around 27, but he offered up the first safe place eddie’d ever known. dude disappeared close to eddie’s graduation. eddie stayed angry for a long time, until his photo turned up in the obits : glenn was killed in a hit-and-run outside a dive bar.

on the topic of sexuality & gender expression : eddie honestly couldn’t give a flyin’ shit. he’s of the belief that existence shouldn’t be coded or explained. so, yeah, he’s male. and yeah, he’ll be attracted to whomever he pleases. but in a time where that shit’s not too common? not too accepted? he does feel like he’s playing hide-and-seek. it’s exhausting. and... there’s still something that nags him, at the back of his mind, when he decides to hook up with a guy. it’s all tied up with his family history ( see the stuff about his dad above ) .

eddie is very outspoken & unfiltered. he won’t mince his words; he’ll speak bullets without considering the exit wound.

he’d much rather have coffee and cigarettes than a meal. but if he’s gotta have food? and you’re forcing him? cinnamon waffles with ten gallons of syrup. delicious.

wears rings because hell, if he’s gonna punch you, he wants that shit to hurt.

smells like tobacco and amber and fresh-fallen rain.

likes makeup. tends to get away with some eyeliner/eyeshadow on stage, but typically doesn’t wear any day-to-day. maybe some eyeliner on his waterline, but... he’s learned��how to get by.

cross his sister and he’ll eat your face for breakfast.

default greeting: blinking at you like you’re offending him by taking in the same air.

honestly he’s never thought to leave vegas. he likes it here. his crew? they’re good people. as in reckless. fun.

has almost a full sleeve on his left arm, and two bands curling around his right bicep. one ear pierced, but doesn’t always wear an earring there.

can he offer you a winter green lifesaver in this trying time ??

goes by eddie or williams. call him keith and he can’t be held responsible for what happens to you. the only person who’s got keith privileges is his kid sister.

thomas hayes has brown eyes but eddie’s are a staggeringly light blue-gray. they look like ice. he’s 6′1 and that type of lanky that tends to look sleek, enticing, and mildly emaciated. he does have muscle to him, but the guy doesn’t eat very often and he’s on a steady diet of destructive habits, so... he’s got that matty healy circa 2012 vibe going on

potential connects.

chaos crew. they hit the clubs. they try their hand at scheming and tricking the best poker leagues. chug beers, crush the cans, and toss ‘em in front of cars. experiment with drug cocktails and haunt the town. all laughs and dilated pupils and forgetting, forgetting, forgetting the cracks in their ribs, the scabs on their knuckles. nothin’ hurts when your blood pumps this quick.

diner pal. eddie rolls up to his favorite diner in the wee hours of the morning. 2am, 3am. when he can’t sleep or he’s comin’ down from a heckish night, he’s there, whole pitcher of coffee and a stack of waffles. mussed hair. an entire encyclopedia of wild stories. one night, he stumbled into this person’s booth high as all shit, and they’ve been inviting themselves to one another’s tables ever since. could be a romantic connection. could be platonic.

ex on bad terms. kid’s got commitment issues. i’d love to give them a source.

fuckbuddies. they could just be friends who get fucked and do the deed. maybe there’s feelings. maybe it’s a you service me, i’ll service you situation. either way, they’re indulgent. they’re reckless. and they’ve got no regard for any damage they’ll cause.

people he’s tattooed.

sworn enemies. acerbic words, gnashing teeth, icy glares. they’ll cross the fuckin’ street just to avoid being within a ten-foot radius of one another.

caretaker. a friend ( or even stranger ) who’s taken it on themselves to monitor this maelstrom. all i can say is... good friggin’ luck, kid.

obviously there are so many more but this is just a list to get some juices flowing !

if you want to plot, please feel free to message me !! i’m headed to the gym now but after that i’ll hit up the starter tags !! so flipping excited to write with you goons !!

#eightyintro #❖ – if i don't think i'll blow my mind ! psyche.#death tw #drugs tw

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franeridart · 7 years ago

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Ahhh if you ever do feel like drawing BakuSero I would just about die because I love that rare pair soooooo much and there is next to nothing for it

Holy shit I thought I was literally shipping that ship by myself, but here you are, amazing !!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway don’t worry I’ll definitely draw something for it sooner or later anon, I love it way too much to never give in haha

Anon said:my day started out terrible but your sero and kaminari saved the day (like most of your drawings do) ty ily

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m super glad to hear that!!!!!!! I hope the rest of your day will be as amazing as it can be, anon!!!

Anon said:A) why isn't it franswers? B) Kaminari has a habit of just watching (unbreakable) things just fall if he fails to catch it or it slips out of his hands. like he doesn’t move to get it, he just watches it fall with a blank face

A) that’s a great question that would deserve an equally great answer which sadly I don’t have??? like, why isn’t it franswers??? it should definitely be franswers t b h - B) yes and also I feel Kaminari a lot. Like, mood and also same. As usual hahaha

Anon said:I have never seen a more pure kamisero than the spiderman kiss. I have fallen into the ship and i cant get up (i dont wanna get up) thank you 💖💖💖

Thank you!!!!! Oh my gods!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m so happy I could make you ship it omfg!!!!!! They’re such a cute underrated ship aaahhhhhhhhhhhh tho I feel like it’s getting more popular lately, which is A+++ :D

Anon said:Sero 's hair looks so fluffy in that first panel, you can't un-convince me whoever his boyfriend (s) is (are) wouldn't mindlessly run their fingers through it from time to time.

I love this headcanon???? But also consider, if his boyfriend is Kaminari, Sero’s hair is always super staticky once he’s stopped petting it. Like, his hair just sticks in every direction, it looks super funny. Or, his boyfriend is Bakugou (or his girlfriend is Mina! same scenario plays out) and Sero has to wash his hair after Bakugou/Mina is done because their hands are dangerous and having flammable hair isn’t much fun, Neither is having acid very slowly corroding his scalp Poor boy, three out of four of my fav partners for him are dangerous for his hair haha

Anon said:Spidey Sero is good Sero also I still love your chibi style ^^

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Holy smokesss!!!!!!! *O*

Anon said:Right, so first off, I l o v e your art. And I'm kinda mad that only just found out about you? Anyways, I was wondering if I could draw one of your fusions (specifically, the Kacchadeku one)? They're super cool and i really want to draw them myself? I'll give credit you your for making the designs 'n all that. It's been quite a while since you drew it so i was wondering if I could draw 'em. Other than that, keep up the good work!

I would prefer it if you guys could ask me for this kind of stuff off anon, tbh aaahhhhhhhhh but I guess I never said that anywhere so it’s fine this time around - it’s good by me! As long as it links back to me/the original post then it’s okay~

Anon said:holy hell your art is a gift from God,,, i shall ascend to the astral realm after seeing all this,,, i have seen all i need and it was on this one blog,,,

YOU ARE!!!! TOO NICE!!!!!! OH MY GODS!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much ( ;v;)

Anon said:it makes me really happy that you add mina into the bakusquad pics your draw thank you!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well, it’s not like I always draw the whole squad, but when I feel strong enough to then it’d feel wrong not adding her in too! She’s part of it too, after all haha

Anon said:Im so happy your back! And you killed me with that last post. BAKUGO IS SO BEAUTIFUL! And your art is even better than before! Did I mention how beautiful Bakugo is? Love you and wish you full health mode

I’M SO HAPPY YOU LIKED HIM!!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:I don't know if I'm the only one but I really love how in bnha they emphasize the fact that the kids are really just kids. Like on multiple occasions All Might and Aizawa remind themselves or others that they really are just 15 y/o kids who are trying their best to become heroes and help others. Compared to e.g. Haikyuu I feel like they don't seem like young teens like bnha characters even tho they're the same age (or even older). Good for Horikoshi to remind the readers every now and then.

You’re not the only one!! That’s one of my favorite things out of bnha and also one of the reasons why I’m such a fan of the adults of the series - not all of them, but most of the guardians have a great grasp on what they should expect out of kids and what they can ask of them and what they should instead keep them away from, which I appreciate a lot. And some of them (Aizawa, Toshinori from some point on, Bakugou’s parents, Fatgum to say some) have a great understanding of the kids they’re responsible for and make decisions based on what’s right while at the same time accomodating the kids’ aspirations and dreams, which is super amazing because it doesn’t negate the fact that even if they’re just kids they’re still people, you know? They talk to them and understand them and act as guardians without clipping their wings, you never see this sort of things in media tbh so I appreciate it a lot

Anon said:ok so I just need to get this off my chest. during the quirk apprehension test when aizawa said whoever came in last would be expelled, I think he would of actually done it. I mean he has done it before. but I think he saw potential in Izuku and that made him change his mind but I believe if it where someone else besides Izuku he would've expelled them. so I just wanna say that it was Izuku himself who made himself not be expelled not because of a bluff. and I love aizawa. the end

Yeah I’m sure that’s how it went! Well, I was about to say that maybe even if Izuku hadn’t been the last one Aizawa would have let the last one stay anyway since 1A is a pretty impressive class, but the 19th place was Mineta that time so honestly who knows. Maybe we were one step away from not having Mineta in the class and Izuku ruined it for us. Who knows. (lol)

Anon said:Ur art is so sweet and wholesome, like. Its legit. A friend of mine was following you since you were posting haikyuu and she started watching bnha when you started, and she got me into it from there by sending me your adorable fanart. "Keep an eye out for these 3!!" Then she sends me a giant stream of your BakuKiriKami art. You're great, it's ur fault that they're my # 1 ship above all. Also - have ya read the kiribaku fanfic 2AM Knows All Secrets? I feel like you'd like that one if ya havent.

Holy heck thank you!!!!!! This is such a nice ask !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ahhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m glad I could make both you and your friend watch bnha, and I’m even more happy I could make you ship my ot3!!!! *O* and!!! yeah I’ve read it!!!!!! It’s such a cute fic tbh~ I loved it a lot

Anon said:FRAN THE CATS ARE BACK HOW HYPED ARE YOU!!!

VERY!!!!!! I hope their game is more !!! than the Karasuno one tbh haha

Anon said:hey fran! i love how bakugou and sharkishima using sign language to communicate, and i was wondering if i could use that idea for my own mermaid au

Sure thing, I’m glad you liked the idea enough to want to do that! If you could mention where you got the insp for at the top of the fic when you post it that’d be neat~

Anon said:did you ever watch/read Ao no exorcist? its really good

I used to follow the manga! Like, a real long time ago? I think I got up to when we found out that Yukio’s a demon too and then I sorta... dropped it... cause I just... couldn’t stand Shiemi at all... sorry - my faves used to be Shima and Izumo tho!!! I used to love them so much and I still miss them so much that sometimes I seriously consider picking the manga up again just for them hahaha

#fran answers #it really should be franswers...............................#anon #what did you do #now i'll have to seriously consider this....................#anonymous

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chickenfetus · 7 years ago

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all moongan

thank you for asking falen tbh i love u sm and i love doing these

omg is this ask for this ask meme i literally almost posted this along with the wrong ask fml

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?

more cereal than mik because.. i dont eat cereal with milk……… i love the crunch

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

as someone who lives in a tropical country is that what its called idk we dont have seasons and it never gets lower than 25 degrees so yes that would be ideal

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

hrmmmmm… i just remember the page number?? or try to lmao if i dont remember i just skim through the pages and try to recognise where i left off

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

with at least 2 packets of sugar tbh…. i dont drink coffee

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

omg story time i went 2 get my braces removed and the dentist wanted to take pics so he was like “smile with your teeth!” and i was like ok! but then he kept saying i wasnt doing it right lmao… guess whos never smiled b4… (me) so he told me 2 practice my smile lol i didnt answer the qn but ya,,, i am probably

6: do you keep plants?

i used 2 be very against plants… now theyre okay i guess i dont rly keep any

7: do you name your plants?

refer 2 6

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

art??? i havent drawn in awhile

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

no LOL

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

on my side!!!! i cant sleep on my back bc i gotta hug smth.. and my stomach is out of the qn

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

🅱️… and .. same brainwaves…. poor mans ____…. this is all from the shady hq im so sorry my other pals

12: what’s your favorite planet?

the moon for no real reason

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

hMMm, watching astro and mx perform??? and just being shady with bell lmao

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

this… question,,,..so im thinking of a bright place with white walls and translucent curtains so the light call fill the (living) room perfectly and everythings really ??? sunny and shit idk its warm… the floor’s made of (fake?) wood and theres a small kitchen bc i cant cook and idk if my friend would be able to lol.. theres 2 bed rooms both are painfully small but it works.. theres one other room with a closet for clothes… the bathroom is just a shower, sink and toilet… theres no washing machine rip and ?? thats about it poor mens life

i watchd the like we used mv again and i realized ...... that is literally where i got this imagery from thanks the rose i love a relatable band

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

heres a fact (?) from me first: it rains diamonds on one planet ?? mecury maybe?? mars??? whomst.. this isnt even a fact its ,me trying to recall shit

ok real fact: There are thousands of other planets out there. sorry lads this website doesnt wanna have fun

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?

is spaghetti bolognese a pasta dish

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

im chill with my current hair colour??? bc its brown sometimes idk shitty hair

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

i asked my irl friends (group name: panic support group) and this is what they said

K: everything

E: when u were one hour late (i dont remember this happening but i do know im always late but never for an hour past me wyd)

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

goDD i dont but i sure want to

20: what’s your favorite eye color?

this is strange but every eye colour is my favourite although ppl with two or more colours in their eyes are so cool

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

its just my school bag lmao i got it 4 years ago and i take it everywhere even if the event is “small” and they ask us to bring “smaller bags” ill bring my big ass school bag anyway it looks like this (i dont have to but linking stuff is so fun)

22: are you a morning person?

technically.???its the holidays but i still manage to get up before 10 (most of the time) and … even if i have like 5 hours of sleep i manage to feel awake really easily????

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?

tf i just use my phone lmao this is what ive been doing for like a month now… i could watch every vlive i havent watched yet, i could make video compilations i could practice my art but… even though im out of school im still procrastinating.. legends only

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

mmmm falens the closest to that

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

my classroom

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

white converse?? i have 2 get new ones every like 2 years since theyre also my school shoes and break easily….. other than those i have my blueblack converse too (i dont wear them as much so theyre still in one piece)

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?

i dont eat bubblegum bc im always afraid ill swallow it and die and im p sure its illegal here

28: sunrise or sunset?

sunset but i dont look outside enough for either

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

hm……… with jen its when she sends me asks on anon despite it being super obvious like im not a Fan when my friends send me asks on anon bc sometimes i cant tell and i get a sense of false hope but w/ jen its okay but i know its her

with bell its when they reply to my keyboard smashes with their own keyboard smashes lmao and when they just??//?? say smth cute abt their faves (lately its been sanha thank u sh)

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

ya lmao when i have 2 sleep alone and its completely dark i have half a mind 2 believe some random supernatural being is out for me

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

hmM. socks are great i always wear them bc i wear shoes almost every time i go outside… i dont have any weird socks bc im Boring but i have 3 pkmn songs and 1 gudetama socks/.. bUT I DID buy my friend those socks with individual toe pockets… it was so funny when my other friend saw it she choked on her drink and almost spat it out. we laughed so hard we hit our heads against each other i love friendship.. i have 2 wear white socks for sch bc… aesthetic? god if i know lmao….. i only ever wear ankle socks bc….. socks any higher than that? cancelled.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

listen ive never stayed up later than like 1am ok maybe 2am??? but i was working on like a project that was due the next day for school with my groupmates (friends) so does that count lmao

33: what’s your fave pastry?

bread………. sugar donuts…….. i am Aware that thats not how u spell it but wtv

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

why does this ask so many qns in 1 qn……. i had a cat?? it had pink stripes and it didnt have a name bc i dont name my stuff… even my pokemon.. and yeah i still have it except its in a big dusty bag where all my other toys are kept

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?

i kinda have to use stationary for school so ya.. p often is correct… pretty pens??? i dont rly see the point whoopS!!! in exams u can only use black or blue so

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?

im listening 2 day6 so like day6

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

my room isnt even my room i just go there to sleep .. the place im always at is like a study area except its open?? so everyone can see me lol and . its not messy?? if u look at it from far but the shit on the desk and shelves are so fucking messy god i need to pack those

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

aLRIGHT LADS welcome 2 megans ted talk

(skip this if ur not fond of drama)

so something (refer to the song he said suits myday) happened with jae recently and ive seen fans trying to defend him by @ing him and saying that they love him which is fine - great even! but what i dont approve is how everyone’s basically forgotten about the whole matter because they had concerts so instead of @-ing him and asking him to explain himself, they tell him what a great concert it was which is also great bc their concerts are honestly amazing. basically my pet peeve is when ppl dismiss the problematic action of some people just bc they like them.

another thing is that there were some fans who started guilting others for wanting to drop day6 completely because of what jae did and in my opinion i think it is totally cool to want to drop a group if they did smth bad like??? its ur life???? u can choose who you want to like. what is not cool is pulling out all the good things the person has ever done in their entire life and try to remind others about the positive sides of the person. yes. they’re an encouraging person, etc. but that does not cancel out the bad things they’ve done until they explain/apologise. what is infuriating is just the manner some people took it?? they literally went ahead and tweeted shit like “would your parents drop you if you did smth wrong?” and “you’re seriously gonna drop someone whos been nothing been nice because of one incident?” yes. people will and you dont have any fucking right to stop them? so dont go pulling out receipts.

another thing. its also okay to want to stan the whole group even if someone has done smth problematic. like? to me youre cool if youre able to see and acknowledge the bad shit someone has done and still stand by their side while educating them at the same time its nice to have faith in your idols. however, i wont say much when your idols dont respond and/or respond in a way that shows absolutely no remorse. its cool if you want to support them too, despite that.

tldr; dont fucking excuse someone’s behaviour/action just because youre so far up their fucking ass. dont pull out shit from before either, be it good or bad. and lastly, its okay to want to drop/continue supporting them, its your life.

i just wanted to talk about this tbh,, it was nice to see a few mydays trying to urge jae to explain the whole situation but seeing as he still hasnt and couldve it really irks me :-/

okay update its been a day and i havent really thought about this but im kinda conflicted now bc jae still hasnt talked about the song and im probably just making a big deal out of smth that will never happen again but it really doesnt sit right with me knowing that jae recommended that song to his fans and said it suited mydays?? bc looking at the lyrics... i SURE hope not... idk i have neither forgiven or forgotten but he’s okay now.? i cant stay mad at someone for that long anyway ill never forgive him 4 it though lmao petty ppl only

another thing... jae’s still an amazing person to me with all the encouraging words he says to mydays but this one incident is just soOOOOO hrm and i did go off tangent with the question as usual lol

39: what color do you wear the most?

i wear a lot of colours tbh??? but bc its rly hot out ive just been wearing the same shirt every time i leave the house and its black so

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?

i dont wear jewelry rip

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

challenger deep

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

hm,, ive only ever visited this coffee shop like more than once bc the girl i used 2 like showed it to me b4 like 2 years ago and it was nice i liked their mocha frappe and its cozy i guess??? sometimes i go there with friends to study/just eat but i havent gone in awhile.., its two stories and it has an open air sitting area too i prefer sitting inside bc the sun is a big no thanks.. the ceiling is kind of like?? going downward?? like the kind iin attics???? idk man it was nice

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

u cant see shit here sorry

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

cant relate

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?

yea?? sometimes i just gotta bc my brain wont shut the fuck up

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

suddenly all of the puns i know have left my mind thanks @ me

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

vegetables

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

the dark and whats basically in it???? like ghosts zombies and shit u kno the scary shit

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

i like buying albums?? theres a CD in those so it counts lmao i bought sunrise by day6

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?

boxes??? like containers????

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

boxy and letting go by day6

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?

YOU KNOW I HAD TO DO IT TO THEM and oh worm

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?

me: rocky.. ?????? from astro.. /?? no ive never heard of any of those and i saw the word horror so u wont hear abt those from me any time soon

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?

i literally havent been outside for 2 days

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

be petty aka yesterday i changed my twitter icon from jae 2 brian bc jae’s being a child rn so hes out

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?

when they ramble abt smth they like thanksk buds

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

is this the song from p!atd i have it in my playlist lmao oh i fucing hate this song i always skip it im not listening

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

idk what either of those are but bell and boxy

59: what’s your favorite myth?

idk any

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

anything that eunwoo has ever written

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?

ive given eggs for karissa’s birthday b4 and i got a kermit its not stupid tho its just the closest thign i could think of

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?

i drink water juice everyday every minute every hour

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

my books are all in shelves lads i just heard the fucking keys rattle im not doing this shit im logging off night

ok day 3 and im back like i said previously my books are on shelves i tried rearranging them by series b4 but my housekeeper rearrnaged them randomly the next day so i gave up

i make playlists for songs that i like, really like (i still skip them sometimes rip) and songs that my friend recommends me i have a seperate playlist for the songs i like in japanese 2

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?

light blue?? like its actually p white bc its cloudy

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?

m not rly

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

just. leaves maybe??

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

Horror Movie

68: what’s winter like where you live?

oh winter is fucking fantastic it never gets colder than 25 degrees celsius here and if it does rain it lasts for like 10 minutes

69: what are your favorite board games?

i used to rly like snake and ladders and monopoly :-o

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

im not ready for that kinda death

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?

english breakfast or earl gray??? those r like the standard right

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?

ya but i never do bc i either forget to or am just 2 lazy

73: what are some of your worst habits?

being lazy + procrastinating :-D

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

okie :-o ..

they’re great ok ive talked abt them like 10 times in the span of 2 months but whatever folks

they’re super nice, kind and just all of the positive adjectives out there in the dictionary ...... they’ve helped me multiple times and they’re always there 2 lend me a listening ear (or in our case, eye lmao) idk??? im just super comfortable around them always and im honestly so thankful we became mutuals (and subsequently friends) last year!!!! i cant say a lot bc ill just get v repetitive but overall they’re an awesome friend and im glad we still communicate daily via twitter and sometimes our skype sessions even if they’re kinda awkward bc i never know when 2 talk bc im scared ill speak and theyll say smth and itll turn into a MESS which actually happened lmao

im looking forward to the day our skype sessions become super smooth and easy going!!!

75: tell us about your pets!

i have none but id die for boxys cats

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?

well yeah always tbh but its not smth i have to do but more like want to do im just 2 lazy to get around doing it

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

?? i almost said lemons arent pink but i Remembered...... yellow lemonade

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

i feel like this is an Attack? okay LISTEN so story time again.

on the flight back from japan i watched the alien covenant and i couldnt even get past the scene where the baby alien was gonna kill the poor guy who ended up being locked up with the infected dude as soon as i saw the blood and the alien emerge from the guy’s back i bolted lmao

so to calm myself down nd block that memory from my mind i went ahead and watched despicable me 3.. which HONESTLY im the worst critic ever but in my humble opinion.... the movie was good????????? idk i didnt watch minions the movie though i got lazy again whooopS!

anwyay i sidetracked but im neutral im not a fan but i wouldnt go out of my way to call minions annoying?? bc they really arent? i feel like its only seen that way bc of how people make posts abt how annoying minions are even tho.. they arent??

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

my memory hates me so every specific thing my friends have ever done for me has left my mind but .

the cutest thing? everything my friends do for me

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?

theyre yellow and no i didnt theyve been there ever since i could remember

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

lava cake

82: are/were you good in school?

yeah i was good in school for like the first three years and this year i just flopped so badly lmao and its my important year too oh well my exams r over and i still dont have a backup plan in mind

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?

all of dance gavin dance’s albums have awesome art

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

back when i was really into 5sos i thought of getting a tally since that was their logo at that time but now no not really unless i decide to get lance’s face tattooed onto my forehead on impulse

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?

im keeping up with hq, bnha and tg manga!!!!

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

idk what those r but sure

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

big hero 6

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

who wrote this whats up with these questions

i googled and.. not really?? they all look nice

89: are you close to your parents?

close enough to stand being in the same room as them but not close enough to want to initiate conversations

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.

tokyo was really cool (literally) and if i ever go again id love to go with friends so we can explore more??

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

japan was supposed to be the only plan for this year but my grandad passed away so i had to go to malaysia multiple times earlier this year ik this wasnt the qn but ive already went to the planned destination tm so

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?

BARELY SPRINKLES A PINCH im anti cheese

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?

um. like?? i tie the sides of my hair that cover my face back??? bc i dont like hair in my face

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?

bell

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

hopefully something useful

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

i also click remind me tomorrow lmao

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

infp-t, capricorn, hufflepuff (same as falen nd jen yay)

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

uh ive never been hiking and i dont plan on it sorry body

99: list some five (or id never shut up) songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

currently......

when you love someone - day6

like we used to - the rose

crazy sexy cool - astro

death of a strawberry - dance gavin dance

if it means a lot to you - a day to remember

idk if these actually “resonate to my soul” they just sound nice

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

oh worm.. i wouldnt miind either???

i know i have 2 choose but like

if i go back into the past i could be less annoying?? but the past has actually helped me be the way i am today and i think im learning to be a better person?? im definitely way better than how i was previously 5 years ago and im just grateful i was able to learn from my mistakes???

so i wouldnt go back to the past.

if its in the future i can see how ill end up and if its not good i might end up being able to change myself so i dont get my “bad end”..???? maybe or i can just see what happens in the future and i can look forward to it

itll also give me a chnace to have the most fun while i can if its not too nice

so my decision is to go to the future

thank you so much for asking falen god this got so long lmao

#if anybody read through all 100.. thank u and have a good day!!!#softshouyous #asks

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zzpopzz · 7 years ago

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Really long rant about how I made Vanilla Twilight, I typed it at 2am so it’s kinda crappy and boring, just skip through this post.

So I'd been thinking about it for a long time now, even before finishing Vanilla Twilight that I'd talk about it if someone asked, well that never happened so I was just thinking that I'd let it go but that post is so important to me so well fuck it I'll just talk about it anyway. I did it completely on a wimp like how cool would it be if I make a lyricstuck for Toumaki like I'd be the first (if anyone did this before me im sorry). The first song I intended to do wasn't VT, it was a much shorter and easier song. I saw the music video first time after a while and the lyrics gave me some scenes to draw right away, like the tones, the atmosphere, the lyrics all fit them very well, made me wanted to draw something happy but sad. The ending for it was a happy one instead of a sad one like other songs I did (I didn't post the ending for any of them, just let the viewers decide what it's gonna be) I was very scared like what if it won't turn out ok and people gonna hate me for it or no one even gonna look at it. Also what I visualized are mostly illustrations with backgrounds, what I never done before so high chance it won't go anywhere. I thought well let's just see how far will I get and won't talk about it at all until I post it so at least I won't be all barks no bite. I was very traumatized that someone might know about what I did so I locked all the files when I shut down my PC in case someone hack into it lmao. I started with making a storyboard(kinda) for it, this is where I first got trouble because there was some part I didn't think of when I visualized what I'd draw at first ( 'I don't feel so alone' part mostly and some in between) and it's only at this point that I realized how many I'd have to draw (over 40 images total) and it's mind blowing for someone who rarely finish a painting like me at that time, that number is more than what I'd draw in a year. VT doesn't have choruses that meant I can't do tricks like repeat some panels (I don't like this anyway). I usually painted on small canvas before that but I wanna make sure I can fix things later and some idea I had was pretty big so I used 3000x5000px canvas then trimmed them down ( I didn't know how big it was and it's huge). The idea was to make a tumblr scroll-post like a lyricstuck (my favorites are by paperseverywhere and toastyhat/emptyfeet , they made really cool tutorials about these) so I tried to drew out compositions that would look good scrolling down panel by panel and have some connections between them (this didn't turn out so good in the end because I wasn't good lol) Since I was scared that people might point out that I draw something wrong, it took me almost a week or something searching for references (check my pinterest board) like the streets, sky, houses, roads, outfits, poses,... I was going to draw. I got some knowledge about bikes by this too, like I can tell the differences between road bike, mtb, touring bikes,... I also see and captured bunches of screenshots and reread ywpd trivia countless time to make sure I won't get anything wrong. If you take notice, every outfit Toumaki wear in there are all canon, from anime or promos. The first few panels was really exciting because I had never painted so many with backgrounds before, I was really happy when I almost finished the first verse even compared to the full 3:50 of the song it was only 20 seconds and I thought maybe I can pull this after all. The last panel was intended to be Makichan standing infront of his house looking at the sky but I wanted to show the sky at the end of the panel and that wouldn't work on scroll-down post so I had to leave it for later, I repainted this panel for about 3 times and finished it just 30' before posting. The first panel of the second verse wasn't turning out alright too because that was my first time doing a 3 points perspective drawing and the colors didn't turn out as I wanted either (my intention was a green/gold dawn scene). Things kinda worked well despite that until the scene when Toudou sits in his ink, gdi I didn't know why I was so caught up in that and painted every piece of that wooden floor, it took me almost a week but turned out better than I expected so I was ok with it. I was going to make sketchy paintings for all of the panel but I did too much details on that one so it gave me the impression that I'll have to do just as much for every others. Now I still had school to go and that semester my uni got me pretty crappy schedule that made me have to wait for classes at school frequently, I was frustrated because I didn't get to paint during that time and I might finish it too late (even though I didn't set a deadline) and when I got home I just spent so much time checking twitter and just can't pick myself up to draw and ended up feeling shitty about it. *Side story* I was so mad because I didn't get anything done and there's still more than half of the whole thing to do and the worst part is that I had no one that I can talk to because I didn't have any friend who ship Toumaki and I also don't want to publicly talk about what I was doing, I wanted to surprise people when I'm done, I didn't wanna give people the expectation then screw it up (I literally thought I'd drop a bomb not a grenade lmao) I can't remember how long was that shitty phase but I felt like it was so long, I barely finished verse 2 at that point. I was so mad at myself and my progress so I spent a few days to look at time management threads and this helped a lot, I changed my habits completely by this and I still apply those methods now, like I used to stay up til 3am to read fics (bless you writers you fueled me with your writings bless you all) then I switch to bed before 12 and get up early for a good start or reduce working time while increasing quality* After that I kinda got things together,I just went ahead with painting tho it's still kinda tiring, I had to work on 5 essays during this time too. At this point I was like screw all, I give no shit about what everyone thinks I'm just gonna finish this and get some good nap (I practiced power nap to get more focus time for painting but dude everyone wants a good long nap) 10 days before uploading I found out that there's a Toumaki day (I'm so sorry), I was going to posted on the first sunday of June (I did researched on which was the best time to post on social medias so I randomly picked a sunday) and Toumaki day is the last sunday of May, that meant I had 10 days left and 15 panels to paint! I was going to ignore that but I already made it big I should make it right too so I shit my pants going through those last panels. I purposely hiding Toudou's face till the last verse to emphasize the feelz and got so relieved that I finally got to paint him (I read some tags that some viewers got emotional at this part so I'm so glad it worked). The whole things was put under Makichan's perspective so I was so sick of painting him at that point, he showed up in every panel and I can't paint him ugly because he's beautiful (especially his hair, I spent shitload of time painting them). I can talk lots about why I picked to do so but that's headcanon shit and it's embarrassing so let's just skip that. The last day I had only 3 panels left and I was hell confident that I've got this and somehow spent the whole evening rewatch Toumaki pingpong ep (end me). Of course that didn't end well, I managed to finish those by midnight but I still had like 3 panels that needed repaint completely and all 43 needed retouch and edits. My plan was to post at 9am sunday (thats 9pm saturday est) so I had to get up at 5am and finish all that, I ended up cutting down 2 panels and simplified the instrumental panel (some tags said that was nice so I was at least relieved). Unlike other songs I did, the length of every line's quite different and the original sizes I did would make viewers have to scroll slower or faster at different parts. I didn't plan this beforehand and had to trim down some panels even the parts that I really liked and spent lots of time on. I also found out that people outside the homestuck fandom might not familiar with this type of post so I made a video too (I’m sorry I have zero skill in editing). After posting I was terrified of people's reactions or worse, there won't be any reaction so I turned everything off and went to sleep and woke up with an unimaginable number of notes I'd got, I set the target of 500 notes and I really didn't think that I'd get past that number like maybe 2-300 (well my other songs didnt even get 200), at the end I got 5000. I spent the next week reading and screencap tags given in reblogs, I put them on desktop and they're still my motivation til now. Vanilla Twilight is the thing I'm proud of the most even until now, when I've done other songs and projects that look somewhat better. If I have to recommend one thing on my blog I'd recommend it despite its' unskilled paneling, poor composition and muddy colors. It was the first time in my life that I'd put so much effort into something and went through such emotional roller coaster, the feelings I put into it was raw and the idea was very original compared to other songs, I improved and changed a lot during the 2 months I spent on it and never once regret doing it. ***Anyway, you sure have much free time to read it this far, here's a little game for you: I put random things in VT and HF like some characters/stuff from other series, my ocs,... (there wasn't anything purposeless in there even the logo on their cups or the bags they wear) just send me anything you find and I'll draw you something in return**

#toumaki #tweetdump #rant #poopask

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yg-got7scenarios · 8 years ago

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Better as Three Part 2 (M)

**GIF NOT MINE

Mini-series.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Characters: Mark Tuan (GOT7) x You (OC/Reader) x Im Jaebum (JB, GOT7)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst, AU

Length: 4,713 words

Plot: Mark feels bad for ignoring you for the past few nights – and he is hoping to make you feel better with a pleasant surprise.

Warning/s: Poly!Markbum, Polyamorous relationship, Kitchen counter sex, Overstimulation, Slight Dirty Talking, Fingering, Cunnilingus, just overly detailed het smut and it’s kind of a makeup sex too??? Idk jfc

A/N: I ended up not changing much, LMAO. So it’s pretty much still the same with the first one I’ve posted, I just removed the irrelevant parts and also did my best to proofread though idk if I succeeded haha.

You were stirred from your sleep the next night when you felt the need to drink some water; however, you had forgotten to bring some inside your room.

You’ve gone to work early that morning; the night after the boys had completely ignored you and had sex with each other on the master’s bedroom. You are so annoyed with them that even though they’ve catch you that morning fixing your lunch box and getting ready to leave; you didn’t even spare them a glance and you just walk past them. Mark did try calling out for you and even followed you at the foyer, pouting and trying to hug you but you just glared at him, making it clear that you are not interested in talking, more so hugging, and he took a step back immediately.

“Ugh shit.” You groaned before reluctantly sitting up, kicking the sheets from your body. You glanced at your alarm clock, 2am, most likely the boys are already home and sleeping.

You stretched your arms before finally standing up and making your way downstairs to the kitchen; taking small, quiet steps to ensure that you would not make any sounds to wake the boys up.

When you reached the kitchen, you abruptly stopped on your tracks when you saw Mark leaning against the kitchen counter, clad in his favorite sleep shorts and shirt, holding a mug in hand.

The screeching of your rubber slippers against the tiled floor caught Mark’s attention, and he looked up to you from his drink. He smiles immediately and you looked away before clearing your throat, slowly walking your way towards the counter, ignoring your boyfriend’s presence. Mark just eyed your every moment while he sips his drink leisurely.

You went straight to the fridge in front of him, opening it before bending over, grabbing the small bottle of water from the corner. On the other hand, Mark smirks at the view of your perfect ass and legs while you are bent over the fridge and he automatically licks his lips. You are wearing your normal sleeping attire, a thin camisole and knickers, which hugs your perfect body, and he misses you even more.

He was snapped out of his reverie when you pulled away from the fridge after closing it shut; drinking the water from the bottle. You are about to walk away with the bottle in hand but Mark stopped you.

“Baby?” You turn around to meet your boyfriend’s gaze.

“What?” You asked coldly before crossing your arms on your chest and slumping against the metal surface.

“Can we talk?” Mark brushes the strands of hair that blocks his beautiful face and you stared at your feet, the tone in your boyfriend’s voice serious and pleading.

“We’re already talking.” You tear your gaze away before fiddling with the bottle that you’re holding. Mark chuckles quietly and you look up to him as nods meekly.

“You’re right, we’re already talking.” He drops the mug on the counter before staring at you in the eyes and his stare held you in place. He took a deep breath before gripping the edges of the counter, half-sitting on it.

“I just wanted to say that Jaebum and I were really upset with what you’ve done a few days ago. If only you’ve listened to us, you wouldn’t be in that situation. You didn’t even call us when you already felt drunk, so that at least one of us had fetched you.” He explains carefully and you gripped the bottle tighter; still looking at the ground; avoiding the concerned look on Mark’s face.

“If Jaebum wasn’t there, and something bad had happened to you, I won’t be able to forgive myself, and sure Jaebum won’t either.” He looks to the side before griping the edges of the kitchen counter tighter and you lift your head to take a quick look at his face but promptly dropping it when he moves his head to gape at you again.

“I wanted to go with him but he wants me to stay here in case you have decided to go home. Good thing I had remembered the name of the bar despite you whispering it to me a day or so before it. I was so worried because it took Jaebum 3 hours to find you and finally bring you home, ______.” You blinked a few times before shifting your weight from one foot to another, guilt striking you like lightning. Mark doesn’t talk a lot compared to Jaebum, but when he talks, he sure doesn’t bullshit and goes straight to the point.

“I-I’m also sorry for ignoring you the past few days. I know that we’ve gone a bit overboard with your punishment. I know you hate being alone while sleeping or waking up, or even eating, and you have to endure everything. I am sorry about that baby.” He bites his lower lip and you finally peered at him; meeting his loving gaze and you stood up straight. You close your eyes before breathing heavily; finally responding to your boyfriend’s apology and explanation.

“I-I am sorry, Mark, if I made you and Jaebum worry about me. I’m sorry for not following what you’ve said, or at least try to tell you where I was or if I need help that night.” You trailed off before glancing away, feeling the heat on your cheeks rise when you saw the sincere look on your boyfriend’s face.

“I am also sorry for acting up last night and this morning, I know that I did deserve the punishment but I was still being a brat. I should’ve just apologized immediately but I refused to do that. So, please forgive me, Mark.. I will never do it again…” You gazed at him with your puppy eyes and Mark’s smile is so bright that it seemed to lightened up the entire room.

“You’re already forgiven, baby.” He winks at you and he spreads his arms wide open before lifting his chin, smiling his unique, toothy smile. You bit your lower lip and just stared at the inviting gesture of Mark.

“Come on, I know you want to.” He giggles and you carefully place the bottle on the dining table next to you before rushing to Mark’s arms, your tears now falling from eyes without you knowing as you wrap your arms around your boyfriend’s waist, burying your face against his clothed chest.

“Aww don’t cry, baby girl, I’m here…” He coos you by rubbing your back with one hand while the other is patting your head adorningly, tucking his nose against the crown of you head. You bury your face harder against his chest as you cried silently.

“I’m sorry Mark… I miss you so much… Don’t ever ignore me again…” You murmured against the thin fabric of his white shirt and he giggles before kissing your head.

“I promise baby.” He mutters before cradling your face in his hands. He wipes the tears from your face with his thumbs before kissing your forehead. You smiled and Mark brushes the hair that blocks your face before tugging them at the back of your ear, the intimacy of his touches sending butterflies on your stomach.

“I love you, ______.” He whispers before kissing your lips longingly and passionately. You are about to respond with an “I love you too” when Mark pulls away but he was quick to kiss you again, his hand grabbing your nape gently, holding you in place while the other cups the small of your back. His kiss is warm, full, and it didn’t take long for you to melt in to it. You circled your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

“God, I miss you so much baby.” He moans against your mouth and you barely had the time to breathe when he wraps his arms around your hips, hoisting you up and you circle your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck after letting out a squeal of surprise.

“Oh God that’s-“ You were cut off again by your boyfriend’s eager mouth before he turns the two of you around, placing you on top of the kitchen counter next to his mug of hot chocolate. He licks your lower lip and you quickly opened your mouth to allow him access, his tongue snaking inside, tasting your cavern and you mewled silently when his hands roam around your bare thighs, drawing mindless patterns against your skin before pushing you closer to him, his groin coming in contact with your center.

“You sure miss me that much, huh.” You giggled when Mark’s lips traces a line of hot, little kisses on your cheek, your jaw line, up to the shell of your ear. Mark responded by biting on your earlobe and you moaned, his tongue leaving kitten licks against your ear making your whole body shiver.

Your boyfriend’s lips continues its journey down to your neck, sucking and nipping on your throat and your fingers tangled on his dark brown hair, tugging on his follicles gently while he sucks and bites on your neck.

“Your skin tastes so sweet baby.” He groans against your collarbone as he latches his teeth on the base of it, drawing out a loud moan from you. Mark chuckles before sucking on the bruise that he just left, your body shuddering beneath him and he holds your neck in place as he continues to shower your neck with love bites.

“M-Mark.” You latch a handful of his shirt when Mark’s hands travelled inside your camisole, feeling your naked, hot skin beneath his palms and he licks a burning path from the base of your throat to your chin. His hands finally found your breasts and he groans against your lips.

You whimpered when he tweaks your nipples, taking them between his thumb and index, tugging and circling it between his skillful fingers and you can only push your chest further against his touch.

“You like that?” He kisses your neck before groping your breasts rhythmically, pressing them together before dipping his head down to bite on each of your nipples through the fabric of your shirt. He smirks at you before tightening his hold against your mounds, pushing them up before sucking on one of the buds harshly; the thin fabric of your camisole being the only barrier.

He soon tugs on the hem of your shirt before lifting it above your head, throwing the garment on the floor before pushing you against the counter until you lay flat on it. You immediately pulled him against you by his hips and he smiles before ravishing your lips again, one of his hands cupping your face while the other makes its way back to one of your mounds.

“Ah! Fuck, that’s it, oh God.” You yelped when Mark dips his head to deliver a particularly harsh suck on your nipple while he gropes the other one firmly; the lack of the cotton barrier made you feel each and every touch of his hands and mouth. He switched sides and repeated the same process, over and over and you can feel the sensitivity of your mounds heightening, your arousal pooling at your center, drenching your knickers. Mark started to dry hump against you and you felt his erection twitch when you let out a breathless moan.

Mark pulls away from you and you whined at the lost of friction and touch, but he quickly press a kiss on the valley between your breasts before making his way downwards, sucking, kissing, and nipping on the underside of your breasts, down to your belly button, until his red, bruised lips reaches the top of your underwear. Your breathing is erratic and you looked down at him, patiently waiting for his next move. Mark snickers when he spreads your legs wide open, licking his lips when he sees the trace of your arousal against your lace knickers.

“Fuck you are so wet already.” He grunts before gliding his hands over your bare legs and thighs, before reaching to cup your gorgeous ass; stroking it back up to your inner thighs, spreading your legs wider.

“God, my mouth is watering so bad, I need to taste you baby girl.” He continues and you shivered because of his dirty talking. Without a second to spare, Mark dives in to your clothed core, running his tongue over the expanse of your slit through your panties and your reaction was involuntary, you buck your hips against his tongue and he stops when he reaches your clit, before licking harder over your bundle of nerves, the whimper that left your lips is inhumane.

“Ah fuck.” You can feel your arousal seeping through the fabric, mixing with Mark’s saliva as he sucks on your nub lewdly and you are slowly rolling your hips against the movements of his tongue and it felt so good, but you know it will be better if he would take off the lace barrier.

As if reading your mind, Mark swiftly grabs the hem of your panties before sliding it down your ass, lifting your hips in the process to help and it met with your camisole on the floor.

Mark didn’t waste any more time as he spreads your legs once more, dipping his head in between your folds before sucking harshly on your throbbing clit, his tongue drawing hard circles against it and your hand grips Mark’s hair as he continues to devour you. His tongue prodded your entrance before spreading your arousal over your folds, tonguing each and every part of your lower lips before licking his way back to your sensitive clit, his pace shifting to a slower, harder rhythm and your legs quivered beneath him.

“You taste so sweet baby.” He pushes your hips against the cold counter before biting on your clit and you moaned his name out loud.

“Fuck, shit Mark.” You whimpered when Mark does it again before running his tongue flat over the expanse of your slit, up and down, round and round, over and over, and you felt like you cannot breathe. You tried to push your hips against his sinful mouth but his tight hold on your inner thighs completely disables you.

Mark started to hum against you and it all becomes too much to take. Both of your hands are now pulling on Mark’s hair as he sucks on your clit in a way that would always make you crumble into pieces.

“S-shit I’m gonna cum.” You warned him and you didn’t know how it was possible but Mark sucked even harder while his eyes are bearing holes on you. Your back instantly arch up against the counter, your eyes shut tight, and your legs are trembling immensely when your orgasm washes over your entire being. Mark didn’t stop sucking and licking your clit until you are writhing beneath him, his hold against your inner thighs getting tighter and harder, keeping you trapped against his devious mouth and tongue.

Mark finally pulls away after a couple of more licks and sucks and your body fell against the cold, flat surface, your chest heaving up and down at a crazy rate; your hands loosening their hold against Mark’s hair. Your boyfriend kisses and bites on your inner thighs before making his way up to your stomach, dipping his tongue inside your navel before leaving more open-mouthed kisses against your stomach, to your chest, to your neck, until he seals your lips in another heated kiss, tasting yourself in him. Your hands slid down to grip his biceps before lifting your legs to draw your boyfriend closer to you and he is painfully hard.

You ground your wet, bare core against his crotch and he groans against your skin. However, to your disappointment, he abruptly pulls away, making you stick your lower lip out, pouting. He chuckles at your childish action before cradling your face with his hand, kissing you fervidly, which you’ve returned with glee.

Once he got to distract you with his skilled tongue tasting your cavern, his thumb came in contact with your sensitive clit and you whimpered against his mouth. He grips your nape before kissing you deeper while he rubs the digit eight against your pearl and your knees shook wildly, your hands gripping his shoulders tight.

“Fuck, Mark.” Mark finally pulls away from your lips while he continues the harsh strokes of his thumb against you and you pressed your legs together without your consent but he was quick to separate them.

“Oops, spread them wide open for me, baby girl.” He laid one of his hands flat against your inner thigh while his other hand is busy playing with your bundle of nerves.

“Ugh, Mark, please.” You wailed when Mark plunges two of his long, dexterous fingers inside you as his mouth encloses one of your nipples, his eyes looking up at you hungrily.

“Fuck, please.” You sobbed when Mark jerks his hand, inducing a brutal pace, rubbing that tender, keen spot in you that doesn’t fail to bring you to the edge of the cliff each and every time. Mark smirks against the wet skin of your chest when your body quivered once more and he steps up his game. He started to fuck you at a brutal pace, the tip of his fingers not failing to touch that delicate spot in you.

“You’re coming again, are you?” He sucks on the base of your throat before grinning at you and your head begins to swim when Mark’s thumb returned on your clit, moving it in sync with the plunges of his fingers and you can feel that familiar tingling at the bottom of your stomach starting to build up once again and you can feel your limp body starting to fall apart.

You gasped when Mark’s face disappeared from your neck; quickly lowering his face to your pussy, replacing his thumb with his mouth and began sucking the daylights out of your abused clit.

Your whole body thrashed from the counter when you reach another mind-blowing peak because of Mark’s skilled fingers and mouth. You stopped breathing when your climax started and your hands are flying everywhere until it settles on the edge of the counter by your head.

“Damn it, fuck!” Your voice came out hoarse with how much the pleasure is consuming you whole and Mark didn’t stop; his tongue, mouth, and fingers are still moving, fucking you through your orgasm and you gripped on his shoulders, digging your nails against his clothed skin to let him know that you’ve had enough.

Mark finally withdraws his fingers from your hole but his mouth is still sucking on your clit, both of his hands now holding your inner thighs in place and your chest tightened; his continuing assault on your bundle of nerves setting your whole body on fire.

“Breathe, baby girl.” He says after finally pulling away from you and you let out a huge, raspy breath, your lungs finally releasing the air that you’ve been holding since your 2nd orgasm started. Though Mark’s tongue and fingers already left your core, you can still feel your pussy pulsating because of how hard you came undone.

You are still trying to recover from your huge orgasms when Mark suddenly hauls you up by your shoulders, pushing you against his toned chest and you realized that he is now fully naked. Mark smiles at you before wrapping an arm around waist, while the other one is cupping your face before placing a light kiss on your lips.

“You look so damn hot when you come, baby.” He kisses your jaw and he pushes you closer to his groin and you gasped when his hard cock came in contact with your sensitive core. He guides you to wrap your legs around his waist as his mouth is busy leaving a hickey below your ear.

“You think you can come for me again, baby? With my cock buried deep inside you?” He utters huskily against your ear and the hairs at the back of your neck shoot up and you can feel the anticipation thumping heavily against your veins.

You know that you are overly sensitive and the credits all go to him, but you cannot help but crave the feeling of being filled by his impressive length so you leaned against him before muttering a soft “please” against his cheek.

Upon hearing your soft, pleading voice, Mark jolts into action, cradling your face with both of his hands before claiming your lips once more and you eagerly returned the kiss while you sneak one hand below rake your nails against his abs feeling his muscles tense beneath your fingers. You soon grab his pulsing erection and he is rock hard; a huge amount of precum is already pooling at the tip and your mouth watered, wanting to taste him.

You can feel your boyfriend’s body trembling against yours when you started pumping his cock and he pulls away from your lips before resting his forehead against yours. You swiped the precum at the tip of his girth using your index and middle finger before bringing them to your parted lips, sucking on it lewdly and Mark’s eyes darkened even more when he sees you pushing your digits all the way in to your mouth while your eyes bore holes on him.

“You taste so good Mark.” You winked at him after pulling your fingers out of your cavern, but making sure to let it go with a loud pop.

“Fuck, baby, as much as I want you to suck me off, I don’t think I will last long.” He moans against your lips before grabbing his cock, pumping it a few times before gliding it over the expanse of your slit and you circled your arms around his neck, bracing yourself for more.

“Shit, Mark.” Your head fell back when he circled the head of his dick against your throbbing clit and Mark’s eyebrows furrowed and you know that he is dying to be inside you. You moved your hips to finally get Mark’s dick at your entrance and Mark holds your hips before sliding the head of his dick inside you, his face crunching before pulling out again, teasing himself.

“Come on, baby, I know you’re dying; just fuck me hard, please.” You bite Mark’s lower lip and that seem to be the last nail in the coffin because he now has both of his hands on your hips, gripping them tightly before pushing his cock inside you in one go, delving deep and hard within you and his long legs quaked immensely with how taut your walls are clasping his length.

“So fucking tight.” He groans against your neck and you have adjusted to his size almost immediately so you moved against him and Mark started to pull out of you slowly before thrusting back in deeper and harder. He looks between the two of you, watching how your hole swallows the entirety of his huge dick and he bites his lower lip.

“Your pussy looks so fucking beautiful like this, with my cock stretching you out.” Mark’s dirty talking seemed to be on full-on mode today, not that you are complaining, not when he starts slamming in to you at a fast and hard pace, his grip on your hips bruising but you love it, the pain only heightening your desire. You leaned back against the counter; both of your palms laid flat against the cold surface to balance yourself as Mark continues to pound in to you.

“B-baby, shit, don’t, fuck-“ Mark stuttered when you started clenching around his cock, clamping his length firmly whenever he slams back in and you sneered at him. He lets out an animalistic growl when you started chasing his thrusts, rocking your hips against his synchronously.

“Fuck, baby, if you keep doing that…” He pushes you by your chest gently until your back meets the cold surface of the kitchen counter once more.

“Don’t hold back, baby, fuck me, just fuck me hard, oh my god please.” You plead and whined and begged and Mark grabs both of your breasts, squeezing them hard before pounding in to you hard; the speed and intensity of his plunges doubling and you enclose his hands that are on your breasts when your body started to tremble violently with how hard Mark is fucking you.

“Uh, baby, shit, please tell me you’re close.” Mark says and you are at a loss for words so you nodded vigorously, one of your hands sinking lower to rub your tingling clit. Mark lets go of your breasts to grab both of your legs, hooking them over his shoulders before pressing your thighs against your chest and his dick went even deeper than earlier and you are crying and sobbing out of pure pleasure right now.

“Fuck, Fuck, Mark, don’t stop, baby, please, I’m so close!” You cried out and Mark can feel your walls constricting even more and his strokes never slowed down. You look up to him and his hair is a mess, face and neck beaded with sweat and with the way he is gripping the back of your thighs, you can tell that he is getting close.

“Shit!” You wailed when you felt the knot at the pit of your stomach started to unravel painfully and deliciously and Mark pushes your fingers away from your clit and replaces it with his thumb, rubbing it until your body went rigid, your third orgasm from oversensitivity milking the last of your strength and sanity. Your nails dig deep on Mark’s wrists; desperately trying to hold on to something real as you felt like you’re going to pass out with how much your climax is eating your insides up.

“Fuck!” Mark grunts loudly when your orgasm finally leads him to his own. Your cramped and sensitive walls squeezed his cock and he comes inside you intensely; his whole body twitching and trembling; his breaths choppy, almost matching your own. Mark finally grows to a still, his cock buried deep inside you as he tries to even out his breathing and for his shaking body to become less tense.

He slowly releases his tight grip on the back of your thighs before guiding them on either side of you, your legs falling at the edge of the counter. Your arms that are on his wrists automatically fell on your sides and you can still feel Mark’s length throbbing inside you.

“That was awesome, baby, I came so fucking hard.” He giggles before hauling you up by your arms gently, your breasts slightly clashing with your boyfriend’s naked, wet chest before placing a long, chaste kiss on your lips. You automatically wrapped your arms around his neck and his cock finally softened inside you. He pulls out of you slowly and you whimpered at the lost of contact, and he snickers upon seeing the mess between your thighs.

“Up here, baby, let’s go get cleaned up.” He winks at you and you nodded, too tired to say anything as you drape your tired arms around your boyfriend and he heaves you up from the counter, wrapping your legs around his waist and his arms are holding your hips as he carries you up to the master’s bedroom. You buried your face against Mark’s neck as you close your eyes; breathing in the musky scent of your boyfriend.

“Holy shit.” Mark stopped climbing up the stairs when he sees Jaebum on the hallway, who’s just about to climb down the stairs, looking equally shocked to see the two of you.

“Oh.” Jaebum stared at your limp, naked form in Mark’s arms before gaping at the older boy.

“I thought you’re a burglar; why don’t you turn on the lights?” He whispers and you groaned against Mark’s neck.

“Maaaark! I wanna shower and sleep!!” You whined impatiently and Mark pats your back before going up the stairs. He mouthed a good night and talk to you later at Jaebum before walking past him – going straight to the master’s bedroom.

Looks like Jaebum is going to sleep alone tonight.

FINALLY I’VE MODIFIED THIS SHIT HAHAHAHA I’M QUITE HAPPY WITH THIS NOW LOL I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT TOO!

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wrestlewriting · 8 years ago

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#33 [Seth Rollins]

#33: “Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!” from the list here. (Written in light of Seth’s recent injury.)

I’m fine. Don’t freak out.

Once your brain processed the text message, the adrenaline shot through your veins.

You’d fallen asleep sometime around 9 o’clock on the couch, the TV on, and had just causally checked your phone upon waking up to see the time. It showed 2AM and you thought about how you should go to your actual bed. And then you had opened the waiting text message from your boyfriend.

You hadn’t expected to read what you did.

I’m fine. Don’t freak out.

It was practically taunting you, as you felt like the air was being squeezed out of your body. Sitting up quickly, you barely got your fingers to press on the screen, pulling up his contact, and hitting the small phone icon to call him. All but slapping yourself in the face in your haste, you pushed your cell phone to your ear, hearing it ring. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Nothing. When his voicemail kicked in, you ended the call and tried again. Once. Twice.

“Hey.” Seth’s voice was rough, low in volume.

“WHAT HAPPENED?” Your voice, on the contrary, was higher in pitch, and definitely in volume.

“Huh? It’s just my knee,” he answered, sleepily. “Having it looked at tomorrow.”

“And you didn’t think to just say that in your message? Jesus fucking Christ Seth! I’m just about having a panic attack here waking up to a text like that, with no explanation!”

“…what?”

“What do you mean ‘what’?” you demanded.

“Didn’t you get two messages?” Seth asked, his intonation giving away his confusion, though he at least seemed more alert now.

“What? No?” you responded. “All I got was ‘I’m fine, don’t freak out’.”

“Shit…baby, I’m sorry,” he sighed, sounding genuinely apologetic. “I didn’t know if you were watching at all, but I told Xavier to text you anyways for me to tell you what had happened in case I couldn’t talk to you until much later. I barely got a chance to send you what I did. And when I didn’t hear back at all, I just assumed you were asleep, and I figured I would just talk to you tomorrow about it.”

Your boyfriend, you decided, was a total fucking idiot.

“Well, I wasn’t watching, and he didn’t text,” you made clear, still so amped up on emotion you couldn’t help but be harsh in your words. “So all I got was that text from you telling me to not freak out, which of course, made me freak out.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated.

“You should be,” you snapped. “Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!”

Taking in a deep breath, you put your elbow on your knee, leaning forward to rest your forehead against your hand. You were trying to settle your racing heart, but it wasn’t easy. You had gone from dead asleep to wide awake in much too short of a time.

While it was good to know he wasn’t in a dire predicament, you also knew any injury was bad. Seth remained quiet on the other side of the phone. You weren’t sure if it was because he was worried about how angry you were with him, or he was just upset about his overall condition.

“So do you know anything?” you asked, your tone having lost most of its bite from before. As you calmed, you realized you hadn’t once asked how he really was.

“Not really,” Seth said. “I mean, they put me on crutches, but I can put weight on it. Just…not a lot. We’ll see tomorrow.”

“How does it feel though?”

“Not good,” he chuckled, though there wasn’t any humor in it. “I mean, definitely not as bad as last time. But I knew the second I went down, something happened.”

“Are you coming home? Or going somewhere else?”

“Alabama.” You went to reply, but he spoke before you could. “No, you don’t need to come down.”

“…you sure?”

“I don’t think this is gonna be a surgery situation. If that changes, I promise I’ll make sure to include that detail in however I communicate with you.” You cracked a smile at his wording, appreciating his attempt at lightening the mood.

“I’m sorry this is happening again.”

“That’s life, right?”

“Still sucks.”

“I won’t argue you on that,” Seth replied. You didn’t like the depressed tone he had used. It made your heart hurt.

There was a pause in the conversation. You knew he wouldn’t be too detailed given the circumstances; he was one to draw into himself when bad things first happened, in order to process it alone, and then he would include others in his thoughts.

“You alright?”

“I just wish you would have called me,” you mumbled, chewing on your lip.

“It was a little chaotic backstage for a bit. And like I said, when I didn’t hear back at all from you, I figured you were asleep. Didn’t want to wake you up with this,” he explained. “I’m sorry for the heart attack though. I really was trying to avoid that happening.”

“How’d that work out for ya?”

“Not so great,” he admitted, and you knew he was smirking.

“You’re sure you don’t want me to somehow magically find a plane to get to you?”

“Nah. Would rather come home to you when it’s all done,” he stated, and you felt a blush come to your face.

“Well, I’ll be here.”

“That’s all I need then.”

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yujachachacha · 8 years ago

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another ask meme thing

Tagged by @hazardtomyhealth, @symphonyalpha, and @jerrykongg, wow! Hopefully, I’m not missing anyone; also, I’m so sorry about how late this is... OTL

Rules: Tag 20 people you’d like to get to know better I don’t even know if I’ve talked to 20 people on Tumblr, lol.

Anyways, let’s see how many of these I can avoid answering directly by inserting stuff I’ve previously posted on my blog :3c

Name/Nickname: Oh look, it’s the first question on my About page.

Gender: Wow, my About page sure is helpful~

Star Sign: Libra, just barely! That’s why I share my sign with Eli, even though she’s born in October and I was born in September, haha.

Height: Shorter than Nico_(:3 」∠)_ (1) (2)

Hogwarts House: I feel like I’ve mentioned this on my blog, but I can’t remember when, so...I’m a Hufflepuff by ~choice~. I was actually Hatstalled on Pottermore! That means that the Hat couldn’t choose between two Houses for me, and literally gave me the option to choose. The other House I could’ve chosen was actually Slytherin, lol. I have no idea how I got Hatstalled between those two, though it makes for an amusing story.

Favorite Color: Can’t remember if I said this on Tumblr or Discord, but it’s actually red. Chuunibyou me used to call it “blood-red” or “crimson-red”. But in terms of clothing, I tend to pick black, gray, or dark blue! (because they’re easier to wash than white clothes :3c)

Favorite Animal: If it has fur and eyes, I’ll probably think it’s cute by default. Furless animals like reptiles and birds are fine as well! But as for my favorite...it’s actually the snow monkey! The sole reason is the fact that they look like cute mini-grandpas when they’re chilling in hot springs:

Average hours of sleep: I have the ability to sleep like 18 hours thanks to the wacky sleep schedule I cultivated during university. But now that I think about it, it’s more like 6-8 hours on average. Huh. Surprisingly normal.

Cat or dog person: Please refer to the screenshot in the next question~ I’m a dog in the Chinese zodiac (y’all probably can figure out my DOB from the stuff I’m writing in this post, though it’s honestly not a secret since I’ve said things like “I’m Suwawa’s age” like a bajillion times lol), and my dream is to own a dog once I get my own place! I love cats as well though - I spent a lot of time petting cats in Korea and the Netherlands.

Favorite Fictional Characters: Everyone in µ’s and Aqours is precious!!! But it’s kinda obvious who my favorites are from my blog description, haha. Here’s what I’ve said before:

Nagato Yuki was actually my all-time favorite character when I was in high school. I pretty much died when I saw her alternate universe version in the movie, even though I knew what was coming since I read the light novels. :’)))

Number of blankets I sleep with: Usually one, but sometimes I use two in the winter (comforter + thin blanket). I dislike having cold feet/hands - the major plus to being smol is having warm hands, actually! It’s from sleeves being always too long for me, resulting in me being able to keep my hands insulated as a result.

Favorite Singer/Band: I don’t really have any particular favorite artist - I usually just happen to like whatever genre I’m into at the time - jazz, rock, classical, pop, slow ballads, and so on. Aside from LL music, I guess I mostly listen to random Korean and Japanese songs. Soundtracks from movies, games, and shows in general are pretty great!

Dream Trip: Airbnb in Europe! I’ve been to the Netherlands and Belgium, but I didn’t have too much time to explore since I was only there briefly (I literally spent a single day in Belgium) for a study abroad program. I’d really like to visit London in particular so I can geek out over Harry Potter stuff.

Dream Job: Defense attorney. Been a childhood dream of mine since 6th grade-ish?

When was this blog created: May 13, 2016! I stalked a bunch of LL blogs anonymously months before that though. :3c

Looking back...my first post (reblog) was so self-centered, omg. My first (original) post is pretty lame too, haha.

I actually joined Tumblr in 2012, but I only used my account for a year to reblog assorted memes and anime gifs. There wasn’t really any theme to it (unlike my current blog, which is firmly in the LL fandom), which is probably why I quickly lost interest. I wonder if I even remember the password to my old account...not that I really want to log on, since reading my old tags and reblogs is embarrassing (even the URL is just...OTL).

But now that I think about it, I don’t think much has changed:

2016 first “yujachat” post

2012 first ever Tumblr post

*cringes and prays that no one ever finds my first blog*

Current number of followers: Uh...*checks*...497?!?!?! When did this happen??? How many of you are bots? Even so, omg this is a lot. Holy shit. Uh. Wow. I might hit 500 soon...I should probably work harder on my TL projects in light of this. ;w;

When did your blog reach its peak?: I suspect it was that “Is there anything that You CAN’T do???” post I made towards the beginning of the LLS anime that started getting my blog attention. I do know that out of my top five posts, at least three of them are shitposts (specifically, from my Love Live SINshine series)...possibly four lmao, I haven’t looked too closely. I did get some attention for my analyses and translations, but not as much. TBH, I’m not surprised that memes rather than rambling won people over! :3c

What made you decide to make a Tumblr?: Yeah, about that...

Birthday: The day that LLS Episode 13 aired.

Relationship status: Single, and will probably stay that way until I rectify the fact that I’ve literally fallen asleep at a nightclub, and then ditched my friends there to go eat dumplings at 2am, because for me, apparently hunger > “thirst”.

Siblings: one younger brother (who probably thinks I’m a loser for still reading manga and stuff)

Wake up time: Generally, I’ll wake up naturally sometime between 9 and 10am. If I’m feeling lazy, or if I stayed up really late the night before, I’ll sleep in until like 1 or 2pm. In college, I’ve woken up at like 7pm before because my sleep schedule during university was, well...

In Korea, I’ve been waking up at about 7 or 8am though, so that I can eat breakfast with my relatives before they go to work!

Lemonade or sweet tea: Does yujacha count as sweet tea? :’D If not, then lemonade.

Day or night: I’m a night owl. I also prefer sunsets and the night sky over sunrise.

Coke or pepsi: I actually dislike pretty much all carbonated beverages now that I’m not the sugar fiend I used to be when I was little, but younger me preferred Coke.

Calls or texts: I call family members if it’s been a while since I’ve talked to them, and I also use phone calls when I have to explain something that I’m either (1) too lazy to do through texts since the explanation is long, or (2) lowkey unable to do since I’m much better at speaking than writing in Korean. Otherwise, I pretty much communicate through messages/texts.

Ever met a celebrity?: Do judges and international officials from the UN count? I got to meet a few when I was studying abroad in the Netherlands. I also met with Hannah Song (President and CEO of Liberty in North Korea) when I was a summer intern for a leadership program in Koreatown, Los Angeles.

Ah, but to actually answer the question in terms of pop culture people, the majority of the celebs I’ve met in recent memory are from university events/performances/shows, and include:

David So, a YouTube comedian. He gives pretty good hugs btw~

Dumbfoundead, Korean-American rapper.

Jay Pharoah, SNL comedian.

Judah Friedlander, actor who’s probably best known for 30 Rock; I took like five pictures with him in various poses lol.

JuNCurryAhn, an amazing YouTube violinist. He’s adorable in person.

Mike Song, founding member of Kinjaz and former member of Kaba Modern (the dance crew that stole my heart on ABDC).

Shin Lim, a world-champion magician. Seriously, check out his Penn and Teller episode he’s legit a wizard; also watching him live was fucking insane!!!

There are a few more celebs (mostly Asian-American artists lol, since I was hugely involved in the Asian culture clubs in university), but I can’t remember them all, since “meeting” them mostly consisted of taking pictures and small talk. Though for a few of the people on this list (especially the ones close to college age), I hung out with them during the post-event party and stuff. Pretty entertaining to see a magician renowned for slight-of-hand play beer pong. :3c

Also, I just realized that everyone on this list is male, lmao...I did meet several Asian female rappers/singers from college events, but for the life of me I can’t remember their names. :’)))

Ah, to rectify that - when I was in junior high, I saw Jennette McCurdy at the Anaheim East West Ice Palace. My brother and I spent a solid five minutes elbowing each other and muttering “Isn’t that Sam from iCarly?” / “No way!” / “Isn’t she supposed to be an ice skating pro?” / “Why would she come here?” / “Dude, she lives in the SoCal area and this place is home to the legendary Michelle Kwan, why wouldn’t she come here?” / “Wait, I don’t even like iCarly, so why are we talking about this?”. Then the poor girl started getting swarmed by a crowd of preteens asking for her autograph, so my brother and I decided to just let her be and skated off peacefully.

As a final note to this long list, when I was in elementary school, I think I might have seen Tim Allen in an Apple Store? I wasn’t sure because the guy was wearing shades, so I just walked past him without doing anything.

Smiles or eyes: EYE SMILES. tbh one of the reasons I love Shukashuu is her great eye smiles!!!

Country or city?: City. I’ve spent time in both while in Korea, and hands-down I’ve gotta pick city for (1) internet, (2) heating/air conditioning, (3) well-connected public transit, and (4) showering instead of having to go the old-fashioned route of drawing the bath.

Last song I listened to: Does the preview for Aqours’ “Thrilling One Way” count?

Tag some users you want to get to know better: I guess I’ll tag some of my followers? I really only know like a handful of people on Tumblr (and am still amazed that they talk to me omg), so don’t feel shy about saying hi! IDK if y’all have already done this thing, so feel free to ignore this if that’s the case, or if you just don’t wanna do it. @lmlm7 @lalalacies @mystwatch @xswordeyesx @queen-of-hearts92

Also, anyone who reads this who hasn’t done it yet, feel free to try it out! Tag me in your post so that I can get to know you as well~

#yujachat #chain post #wow this post got fucking long because of the screenshots and pics #and because of the text wall at the celeb list lol #on a vaguely related note about captain america #my friend in university bought a set of avengers cups #each cup had a character on it and of course we rushed to match a character to a friend #i ended up with iron man......what does that say about me lol

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