#also that last hairstyle is my fav hairstyle of hers hands down

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I knew s3 outfits won't disappoint! they are just so 😍

[levisgirll]

oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!

𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)

synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)

Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."

Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."

Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."

Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here."  You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"

This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."

Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.

Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"

Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.

He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"

You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.

This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.

Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."

One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.

Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."

You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"

He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.

He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.

His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.

Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."

Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."

He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.

Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"

When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"

He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.

He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.

Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?

Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)

He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.

*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat* 

Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!

Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.

Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.

Kuroko: Can I join you?

Atsushi: No.

You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.

Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"

Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"

Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?" 

You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."

Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,) 

If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3

[cloveroctobers]

(A/n: this might be a little biased since I’m in love with this man & I’m basing the relationship parts of this on my mc/myself so hope y’all don’t mind 😬)

IG info/bio: @/lucas.koh | 93.1k followers | for business inquires please visit: kohptr.com

LUCAS KOH —

27 (28) years old

From Oxford, England

Father is Korean & a car salesman at a Nissan dealership, he’s a strict/serious man who has high morals but beyond that he can actually be a softie in rare moments (+ that’s who Lucas gets his height from 🤤)

Mother is actually Chinese but lived in Korea studying abroad and eventually became a successful chiropractor (s/o to doctor mondragon on YouTube who I watch to help me sleep some nights and wish I could see! Lol) with her own practice. She’s a firecracker, intelligent, and quick to say what’s on her mind and doesn’t care if you like what she’s got to say. Most patients like that about her, she’s honest and her family is used to her ways but in the same way it’s more loving than offensive? (Smol woman but will remind you when she’s cracking your body she’s got enough power in her)

Either he’s a only child or he comes from a family of all boys with two younger brothers (they’re all in their 20’s) or he has one younger brother and one younger sister idk you decide

I’m feeling like he’s a Sagittarius? Carefree in the terms of he wasn’t viewing finally getting with MC when she’s dating someone else as cheating. Mans was READY to risk it all for me okay and I was down for it but ofc I had to react realistically and NOT “cheat.” *sigh* one part of me was debating ‘are we really dating tho bobby? We’re on reality tv. We’re not gonna die without each other if we hang out in seperate rooms’ *cough* Nope. but I’m a woman about her loyalty

He’s definitely adventurous. I don’t see him as the type to want to stay home all the time even tho his work definitely keeps him busy/exhausted. He’s down for road trips 💯

Occupation? Physicotherapist. His mother inspired him to get into the field and watching sports + the way players got their injuries always intrigued him? So to provide the best plan to have someone heal was something he loved to do plus being hands on while teaching/helping was a passion for him + I feel like he would also use a massaging technique instead of the usual exercise part of it

Now as someone who suffered a ACL & Mensicus tear & is STILL dealing with this BS pain years later, I would be so thankful to have him around! I feel like he’d have a optimistic attitude towards his patients and that’s what people need not someone that’s insensitive (like my surgeon/PT’s I had)

He models from time to time, when he was first approached about it he was upfront about not wanting to do it. It was much different than getting your picture taken for the office. That’s usually quick, the whole modeling process felt longer but somehow he was talked into it by his brother who’s a photographer and his mother. “Do you think you’re ugly? ‘Cause I’m not and you’re a part of me, so therefore there’s no such thing. Just look at your cheekbones, your jawline! I gave you those. The only good thing your father gave you was height.” Which filled the house with snickers while Lucas’ father just rolled his eyes and continued reading his newspaper for breakfast

Has a motorcycle and some luxurious car—not a Tesla those are basic now 🤷🏽‍♀️

Loves his motorcycle so much he’s got a tat of it on his right bicep

He has two available parking spaces in his parking garage at his penthouse but keeps his bike away in a storage unit due to a neighbor scratching it after his girlfriend broke up with him? Saying she was off to date Lucas? But that wasn’t true at all. He barely knew the girl, they didn’t live on the same floor. People were crazy but if you push him his temper might come out

Owns a leather jacket that he paid a lot for

Believes in “treat yo self” if it means in quality when shopping and has no issue being a big spender but he knows how to manage it well (his father told him all about how his own father dealt with bankruptcy)

Since he’s often at the office the whole day, he’s usually a night owl. He loves night drives and night dining. That’s usually when he finds the best places to eat

There’s this one pho spot that he loves and it’s his go to spot when he wants something quick on the way home

Cannot sleep with his entire body covered in covers, either his arms/shoulders have to be out or his legs, which would be a issue for me/mc since I sleep with the covers over my entire body...yes even in hot weather with the AC cranked up😂

He also makes great kimchi fried rice & loves Italian food

Will wine and dine. I believe it. I envision it! He loves going out on dates with his significant other (If he’s single and not with me, I think he’d try out speed dating)

Will dress to impress, will buy you a new fit he wants to see you/us/mc in especially if it’s your anniversary

Loves taking bubble bath’s with infused oils or flower petals with significant other

He’s the type that takes long showers & it brings him a true sense of freedom. He’s never able to take a quick shower, he gets lost in his ideas of what to do next in this world & it’s limitless

If he’s in for the day, which usually doesn’t last long—he’s either in sweats or in a robe all day

Only drives his bike on the weekend or if he’s going out of town but if he’s going on a trip for a couple of days with MC & if she’s got a bit of anxiety like me? He’ll stick to his car to make them comfortable

I feel like he enjoys the winter season. Maybe if it’s a slushy rainy winter more than a blizzards/snowy season. He loves bundling up, much to people’s surprise. He’s more than just his good looks and body love island fans!!!

Doesn’t post much on his socials. If you need to see what he’s about then you should do so in person or already know who he is. The internet can’t tell you much, in his opinion

Keeps himself in good health, I mean duh what kind of PT would he be 😉 goes on night jogs with reflector clothes on & occasionally morning jogs & at home workouts

Probably will date someone younger than him. Not by much, I don’t think he can take immaturity well. (That maybe how he views it) The most is 4 years younger than him

Henrik is his best bud from the show. They hang out all the time, crash at each other’s places, and vacation together all the time. They will be each other’s future best men forsure

Doesn’t go out of his way to talk to the rest of the guys from the show but if he happens to browse his feed and sees something he wants to comment on then he’ll carry a conversation of course

Far as the girls? He talks to Hannah & Priya from time to time. He also follows Hope and they like each other’s posts but not much communication is there either?

Either has a mint or black phone case, probably a Samsung galaxy user

Likes pistachio frozen yogurt but he’s lactose & doesn’t want to believe it :(

Smokes cigars when he’s out with his boys

Has a tight knit group of friends, majority of them are from the medical field since they all went to uni together + most of them are also married so the pressure is so on

*He’s the oldest out of his sibs so according to his parents he’s expected to be married first yet his baby sis is engaged and she’s 23*

wants a family...eventually. Probably will happen in his early thirties? The max for children is 2 for him. He knows they can be a HANDFUL due to his own friends who have kids + he’s a godfather and he’s babysat before so he knows how it goes!

enjoys his freedom as stated which further proves he’s a sag lol

Enjoys going to saunas to cleanse his pores/ get rid of toxins. It’s the easiest way for him to do so even tho his brother clowns him for it

His love language is deff physical touch. He loves hugs and resting his chin on top of your head, forehead to forehead, his nose pressed in between the space of your neck and shoulder, gentle squeezes, sitting next to each other with your legs touching, cuddling, sleeping on top of you or you on him, etc

He loves kissing. It’s automatic for him and it can also easily rile him up

Has strong opinions & will show them but will feel like he’s being attacked if it brings on a confrontation/argument

Will forgive and forget

Plays strategy board games

Makes his own natural healing creams & gives samples to his patients depending on their needs

His fav colors are: blue, white, & grey

Will grow a bit of facial hair in the cooler months if it’ll make mc happy (I’m a sucker for facial hair but hate it on myself lmao) but if he dislikes the feeling on his face he will shave and finds he likes a shaven face better, the facial hair makes him look a bit older—which is okay but that’s just his preference

When he stops putting gel in his hair/styling his hair in a quiff hairstyle it shocks fans with mc commenting on one of his pics, “you’re welcome x”

Likes going to the Hard Rock Cafe on causal weekends

also likes getting freaky in public, down for whatever 🤪

He’s a traveler so if he leaves the UK, I’m seeing him land in Toronto, Canada first and falling in love with it. I feel he would vibe well with the culture there, might even consider getting a vacation home in that location

Celeb crushes? Anne Hathaway, Beyoncé, Lupita Nyong'o, Anna Diop, Imaan Hammam, Jodie Comer, Megan Fox, Shay Mitchell, & Cassie Ventura Fine

Oh Lucas. I feel like we have similar tastes? Somewhat. He probably listens to more rock than I do? Maybe 80s rock moreso? & He listens to: WALK THE MOON, Allen Stone (his fav) , Emily king, Gavin Turek, Melanie Fiona, THEY., DPR live, & Sik-k

Anthem = Young the Giant, “Something to believe in”

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Ok so these were the cutest~ (ㆁωㆁ)

4, 6, 7, 9, 12, 19, 22, 23, 28, 33, 34, 46, 47, 52, 59, 60, 63, 66, 83, 87, 88, 93, 99

I kno I listed like....all of them lmao but feel free to answer whichever you want and ofc you can ask me in return Baybe ( ◜‿◝ )♡

uHUHUHUHU much content for me to answer, im happy bebe 💜💜💜✨

4 - how do you take your coffee/tea?

hm coffee either Very Black No Sugar (for the sleep deprived me) or iced latte three sugars and theres no in between

and as for tea its All Black Teas That Exist, cinnamon-flavoured especially (but basically all teas that come to mind when u think “autumn”), and rooibos!!! okay basically the only oke i dont like is any type of green tea (which is sad because they look cool but my tastebuds said ✨no✨)

6 - do you keep plants?

honestly id l o v e too because i love plants but,,, im kinda horrible at taking care of them though still way better than the majority of my family (research helps) so the only plant i own is kinda a small-palm-tree-looking thing in a bigass glass jar that i saved from my mother’s plant-destructing hands and its mostly doing well (the ends of its leaves are starting to be yellow tho and im worried:((( )

7 - do you name your plants?

yes!!! though the current one was named by my sister and its called “pickett” after fantastic beasts shsjjsj

9 - do you like singing/humming to yourself?

oh god oh dude you have n o idea

i have absolutely n o singing voice but its something i do constantly to give my brain the right amount of stimuli so basically i listen to music 24/7 and hum to myself 99% of that time

12 - whats your favourite planet?

oh i actually didnt think about this for so long but either pluto (hes a planet screw nasa) or saturn (RINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) or venus (girls,,,and libra,,,)

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

okay im gonna be completely honest with yall and say that my every single try at keeping a journal failed spectacularly and i lost motivation after like a few months so my only journals rn are my fancy fake-leather-bound calendar to note tests and assessments into, a kinda roughed up notebook that i uses for noting down poems or scribbling or passing notes in class, and a kinda fancy bullet journal notebook that i used as a book of shadows for a while but since my fountain pen died i didnt touch it

22 - are you a morning person?

n o

i am so not a morning person but i wish i could be because honestly dawns are beautiful

but as it is rn im either sleep deprived all the time and loathe every second of being in an awake state or (if i have a few days of schoolbreak) my biological clock moves forward a few hours and i sleep 2am-10am

23 - whats your favourite thing to do on lazy days with zero obligations?

except for the fact that i dont remember the last time it happened, i would probably spend it drawing outside, watching anime with my sister and riding a bike around the forest

28 - sunrise or sunset?

i love sunrises because its so peaceful and everyone is asleep but also i subconsciously immediately correlate them with waiting for a train to take me to school (because thats basically the only time i see them) so its a bittersweet love especially with my fucked up biological clock

but sunsets are really really pretty too and i see them more often so i cant choose

33 - whats your fave pastry?

and isnt that a millior-dollar question dhsjjsjsj

either cinnamon rolls (i absolutely adore them) or that one specific type of cupcake-shaped-thing made out of shortcrust/bread/whatever its called and filled with vanilla pudding

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

awwww this is cute

okay so basically my two favourite stuffed animals (i still have them, they sit in my wardrobe) were two teddy bears (like maybe 20cm high each of them) and one was pure brown and the other was silver-brown and they had stereotypical polish male names “Waldek” (read. Valdek) and Stefan (i think tho im not sure if i remember correctly, my memory is a feeble thing sometimes

46 - tell us the worst pun you can think of

what dog would never bite you? a hot dog *badumtss*

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

huh a year ago id say pineapple pizza but i guess i dont hate pineapples that much anymore (tho putting them on pizza is still an abomination) but i think that if id ever want to get rid of anything it would be parsley, i hate that freakin herb (does it count as food tho)

52 - what are your favourite memes of the year so far?

the ever given for sure shsjshjsjsjsjjsj

but bullying tramp stamps is gold and pure tumblr energy too

as for fandom memes: im in love with all keeping-up-with-the-todorokis variations and the fact that the entire bsd fandom looked at fukuchi and said “biTCH” and thats one of the only things we’re unanimous about

59 - whats your favourite myth?

i always liked the kora/persephone myth (though demeter is an overbearing parent to the nth power), loki and thor crossdressing at a party to get mjolnir back, atalanta because shes a queen and id politely ask her to kick my ass, and cassandra because she deserved better, and theres a l o t more because alas i was a mythology nerd but this post is long enough for me not to make this section 20 times longer sjjsjsjsjsjks

but there are a lot of slavic myths that are very cool too, though we dont know that much about them as about the greeks for example

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

o o o o h yeah i do like poetry because to create such a beautifully sounding thing with only words someone has to be a genius

some of my favs are: some works of nakahara chuuya (thank u bsd for introducing me to this man’s beautiful imagery in his works i swear to god the descriptions do it for me) (also his poem about having hangovers is a mood like i feel you buddy), the raven by ea poe (i know everyone likes it but hOLY DAMN THE INTER/INTRAVERSE RHYMES ARE LIKE,,, BREATHTAKING) (and aso im a slut for gothic horror), and many more but also That One Poem From Welcome To Nightvale about reaching the island in the west,,, only perfect vibes from it

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

okay heres the thing. for anyone else both my playlist library and my bookshelf would be considered pure chaos of a mad man b u t they actually have a highly focused system which means that i sort them based on their vibes, lovability and (in case of books) their age and whether or not theyre a part of a series so i would say my bookshelf is rather organised (when a quarter of it isnt occupying my desk that is) and my music is more organised than not but sometimes it gets out of control and i have to sort it entirely again

66 - what would your ideal flower crown look like?

either entirely constructed of simple white daisies, entirely constructed of only white roses, or something that probably would win a “how many different coloured flowers can one fit in a flower crown” competition

or something purple (maybe not belladonna)

83 - whats some of your favourite album art?

god i dont know if it counts but hozier’s wasteland baby is probably one of my absolute favourites and no one shall beat that

“thrifted youth” (dalynn) and “standard deviation” (danny schmidt) have very aesthetic covers too

also the iconic p!atd too weird to live, too rare to die! album cover,,, its just iconic what can i say

and last but not least matt meason’s pink-and-black album covers (though bank on the funeral is really pretty too but like,,, “who killed matt meason” d o e s it for me and so does the 2017 tribulation single)

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

this is such a hard question because im not a really cinematography-oriented gal but i suppose that (at the risk of not going deep enough into the cinema world):

- the princess bride

- inception

- night at the museum

- SPIRITED AWAY

- forrest gump

- truman show

- E.T. (i cried okay)

- the lord of the rings (because damn me if this isnt one impressive adaptation)

- parasite

and one more personal recommendation: “ready or not” with samara weaving because goddamn i dont usually watch this genre but holy s h i t is it good

93 - whats the hairstyle you wear the most?

honestly just plain hair down (because having curly hair is a menace), split in the middle when i have longer hair and split on one side when its short

also low ponytails or half-up-half-down when im exercising, or double french braids when my hair doesnt cooperate enough to look presentable in any other form

99 - list some songs that resonate with your soul whenever you hear them

this is difficult because my music taste is a goddamn rollercoaster on a good day, but heres some:

- me and the sky from “come from away” musical (this is sort of a test song for my mental stability, if i cry i aint stable)

- dancing after death by matt meason (okay most songs by matt meason except for like,,, hallucinogenics maybe)

- tears and rain by james blunt

- i will follow you into the dark by death cab for cutie

- almost home by mxmtoon

- anything by hozier really but shrike especially

- payphone, the cover by alex g (i cried to this song so many times)

- burning pile by mother mother (can i roast all my problems please)

- long way from home and cleopatra by the lumineers

- autoclave by the mountain goats

oooh that was c o o o o o o o l as fuck thank you sm so much bebe (and sorry for the long post @everyone else)

[writingtoforgetreality]

Just this one time (Steve Rogers x Reader - College!AU)

Request: Hey love I see that you are taking requests and I’m just in desperate need of a college au Steve Rogers moment lmaoo💀 maybe they’re best friends and there’s like this party that’s coming up and she dresses to the nines and was planning to confess her feelings there but sees him with another girl but happy ending and lots of fluff please | Or maybe a steve Rogers fic based on the song are you bored yet by wallows (by @jazzzhargrove), [Marvel-Masterlist]

Summary: Steve & you have been roommates for two years now. You were best friends even though you have started to develop a crush on him. One day, Steve asks you to accompany him to a party of one of your friends. You agree, planning on confessing your feelings for him. At the party, a bad surprise awaits you…

Words: 4,310

Warnings: slow burn? (idk man, I didn’t mean for it to be this long), lack of experience when it comes to college (pls don’t blame me), Steve going from angel to devil to angel, a bit of angst, happy ending (I swear)

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College. You imagine something when you hear this, am I right? Like, the cliché teenage movies with not enough budget that make you think you know what college is like. You were thinking the exact same not too long ago. Now you were here & nope, it was nothing like you ever imagined.

A bit over 2 years ago, you graduated from high school. Finally. You hated that place. The only reason you continued going there was because you wanted to get a well paid job in the future. Yeah, it was a hell ride but you made it out alive. Time to focus on college.

The first real problem had begun before your actual classes had started. Living far away from college meant that you had to live somewhere on the campus. You looked at the rent & almost shitted yourself. There was no way you could pay for this on your own. Your parents already made sure to pay your college tuitions so you could not ask them for more. So you decided to use your twitter account for something important for once. You sent out a tweet, asking if anyone would be interested in sharing an apartment near your college, preferably someone who studied there as well. Not too long after that you got a private message from the account @steve_rogers. He said that he was interested in moving in with you since he could not afford an apartment himself. Before you wrote him back, though, you checked out his account, making sure it was not a kidnapper or someone like that. His tweets seemed truthfully & he was of equal age. Perfect, right? You replied with an address of a coffeeshop near the campus & told him to meet you there. Two days later, you guys were sitting there, drinking a coffee & planning everything out. You were happy that he really was a Steve Rogers who would be studying at a college & not a…50-year old creep. What was even better was that this Steve was handsome as hell & had the personality of an angel. You also found out that he would be studying the same thing as you, Fine Art. He would be a good roommate. The two of you exchanged numbers before saying goodbye so you could stay in contact & ask if more questions appeared. You were happy. You found someone trustworthy who would share an apartment with you. That meant that both, Steve & you, had enough money to pay for the rent & to have leisure, too. You could not wait to move in & start your college-journey.

A month later, your parents rented you a truck to move all of your stuff into your new apartment. You were so excited. Not only for your new home but also because you would be meeting Steve again. Ever since the coffeeshop, the two of you had been texting & calling each other all the time. At first, it was simply because of your apartment but after some time, you just started talking casually & became fast friends. Steve told you he was already at your new home & told you you would love it. The drive seemed to last forever but eventually, you arrived. Steve was already waiting for you outside, wanting to help you with all of your boxes. You got out of your car, sprinted towards him & hugged him like you had known him forever. Weird…you had never had such a connection with someone. This was the start of a great friendship, you were sure.

*Present Day*

What's wrong? You've been asking but I don't have an answer How come? I'm still thinking, let's pretend to fall asleep now When we get old, will we regret this? Too young to think about all that shit And stallin' only goes so far when you've got a head start

“(Y/N)?“ Steve screamed from the bathroom. He always did that. “You know you can still ask me when you finish showering, yeah?“ you screamed back. “That’s not as much fun, though.“ he answered. You shook your head & let out a low chuckle.

A few minutes later, Steve exited the bathroom, wearing just a white towel which hung low on his hips. He did that so casually, like it was the most normal thing on earth. You wished he would not have this effect on you. When did you catch feelings for him? You were not sure. All you knew was that he acted like the best friend you had always craved. Why did you have a crush on him? You would never make a move though, not wanting to ruin your friendship. He did not like you that way, you were certain. He was just nice, that was his personality. He treated everyone like that.

“(Y/N)?“ Steve asked again. “Yeah, Steve, I heard you the first time.“ you said, trying to look at his face ,& not to his white towel, which was incredibly hard at that moment. Staring would make everything even weirder. “Trevor is having this big party tonight & he asked me to come.“ Steve looked into your (Y/E) eyes. Why did he tell you? It was not like you attended parties that often. He was someone who enjoyed these “college activities“ but you always got overwhelmed with big crowds. Steve knew this though. Usually, whenever someone had asked him to come to a party & you had told him you did not want to go, then he had always stayed with you at your room.

'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset But I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?" And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me Before this ends up as another memory Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie? Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?

“Um…okay? And?“ confusion was written all over your face. What was his intention? The two of you made plans earlier, wanting to stay in to study together. “Well, I wanted to ask you if you wanna accompany me. Trevor would be fine with it, I’m sure.“ he scratched his neck, knowing damn well that you never were in a party mood. “Are you serious? I thought we’d study tonight? We have very important exams coming up, y’know.“ you tried reasoning. “I know, I know & I’m sorry but I canceled Trever so many times & he insists on me coming.“ Steve came a little closer, your eyes still focused on his. “Okay, then go? I’m not gonna force you to stay with me. Go & have some fun, we’ll study on another day.“ you tried to keep up your strong voice but deep down you were kind of disappointed. You were looking forward to tonight. Your late night study sessions always ended with extremely serious conversations & then with popcorn & a movie. “Nah…um, I actually want you to go with me. I really don’t wanna show up alone. Come on, please? Just this one time, I swear!“ he pleaded. Steve said he did not want to show up alone but in reality he just wanted to spend time with you & wanted to show you off. You guys were not a thing yet but every person saw that you were pretty close & assumed that you soon would be dating. Maybe you were just too oblivious to see it. “I haven’t been to a party in forever. I don’t even know if I have the right clothes. I don’t wanna look like an outsider.“ “You always look perfect, though.“ the second he said this, he started blushing. You did not realize & he continued. “I’m sure you’ll do just fine. Besides, I’m not gonna leave you there alone. We’re gonna stay together & if you wanna go back to our apartment, then I’m gonna go with you.“ you smiled at his words. Did he even know that his words affected you that way? Maybe he was being sincere & you were the only person who heard him say such cute words. On the other hand…was this not just his personality?

You agreed on accompanying Steve but only because of one reason. Tonight was finally the time you would confess your feelings for him. The party was in a few hours & Steve decided he would go back to the library for a while to start studying. He needed a bit more time to get everything into his head than you. “See ya!“ you screamed at Steve while he left your apartment. Enough time to make yourself look presentable for tonight. You wanted to impress him, to let him know you were this dressed up only because of him. Still, you could not exaggerate. Staying true to yourself was one of your priorities but you got this.

At first, you took a long shower, washing your hair. Stepping out, you dried yourself off with a towel.  For now, you stripped over one of Steve’s shirts. Sometimes, when he was not looking, you would go to his dresser & grab some shirts. He never cared too much, saying they looked better on you anyway. After the bathroom, you went over to your bedroom. Back then, Steve let you grab the bigger room because he knew how much you loved a lot of space. You sat down at your white dressing table. It was a mess, as always. You put makeup on every single day, there was no need for you to move the stuff back to its place. This way, you could find the needed products faster. You wanted to impress Steve, yeah, but you never went crazy with your makeup so you would do a tiny bit more than your daily look. It took you longer than usual, wanting to make everything as perfect as possible. In your eyes you succeeded. For your hair, you decided on (fav/hairstyle). The mirror showed your reflection & for once you were content with what you saw. Steve had come back by now but he did not want to bother you in your room. He simply went back to his own bedroom, deciding it would be time to get ready for the party himself. Now, you were standing in front of your closet, unsure of what you wanted to pick. You searched through everything but nothing seemed to fit. Great, what would you do now? Shortly before you wanted to give up & tell Steve you could not go, your eyes skimmed over a black dress at the back of your closet. You almost forgot about this one. Your hand grabbed the hanger & examined the dress. It was short but not too short. You had worn it once, when your mom went shopping with you & kind of forced you to try it on. She bought it for you, saying it would come in handy one day. Bless her, she was right. You stripped the black fabric on & went over to your floor-length mirror. The dress hugged your figure perfectly. You almost could not believe that the person in the mirror was you. A smile spread across your face. Tonight was your night.

“Sweetheart? It’s time. Trevor called me. He said there are already a bunch of people. Are you ready?“ Steve knocked at your door. He was not sure if he could come in or not so he stayed outside. He did not want to walk in on you changing or something. “A second!“ Steve heard your hurried steps. You grabbed your black shoes, put them on & walked over. Then you opened the door & he was shocked. He had seen you in dresses & all but this time? This felt different. You saw his stare & smiled at the floor, suddenly not sure if you looked good anymore. Steve answered your question before you could say anything. “Wow…You look…You look gorgeous. I mean, you always do but this, um, you know I-“ he stuttered. Did you just make him embarrassed? To stop him, you simply answered. “Thanks. You don’t look too bad yourself.“ you smirked & looked him up & down. He was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt, a pair of jeans & his go-to black vans. How did he look this good while literally wearing the most basic clothes on earth? “Ma’am?“ he faked an accent, holding out a hand for you to grab. You laughed at him, took his hand & let him lead you to his car. Trevor’s party was at his house, his parents were away on a business trip. Arriving at Steve’s car, he opened your door because, duh, he is a gentleman. All you could do was smile at him. The butterflies got more & more present. Stupid, stupid crush. You did not even noticed that Steve got in the car too, starting it & driving away. He was never the biggest fan alcohol & neither were you so you trusted him with driving. Shortly after, you came to a stop in front of a big house. Even though Trevor & you had been friends for some time now, you had never been to his home. You were impressed. Steve helped you out of the car but he did not stop holding your hand. He was the cutest. This had to mean something, right? As the two of you walked in, hand in hand, you could already smell the alcohol from everywhere. Looking around, you saw many people already being too drunk to realize a thing. It was barely 10 pm. That was one reason why you did not like parties. There were so many people, you were glad Steve was still holding your hand, otherwise you would have lost him. Where he was going? You did not know. Though he turned around, screaming something at you, you could not hear anything. The music was blasting way too loud. People really liked that? Suddenly you came to a stop. The music was a bit quieter, thank god, & Steve talked to someone. You looked over to find Trevor. As soon as he saw you, he took you in for a hug. Yeah, he had been drinking. He was not someone who would hug you. Nevermind, you still hugged him back. Trevor said how happy he was that you both could make it & that you should feel like home. Feeling like home? That was a bit hard with this crowd around but you tried. You looked over your shoulder for a second, thinking you heard someone say your name. Apparently you misheard someone because nobody was behind you. Turning back, Trevor was gone. Where did he go? It did not matter. At least you had Steve next to you still. You would literally die without him here.

“Hey, let’s head outside, yeah? Trevor said it’s more fun out there.“ Steve looked at you, letting go of your hand. Suddenly you felt cold. Why did he let go? “Um…sure.“ you followed him outside, making sure not to lose him. You were not sure anymore. Did he like you more than a friend? Maybe you were too embarrassing to show around at a party. He said he wanted you to come, right? You should not stress about it too much. Arriving outside, you could feel a cold breeze hitting your skin. It was quite nice though, fresh air. You could not help but feel a bit lost, even next to Steve. You went to grab his hand again, wanting to feel his comfort but as soon as your fingertips touched him he moved his hand into his pocket, avoiding your gaze. Was that a coincidence? Or did he not want to hold your hand anymore? You were confused & you frowned. Maybe tonight was not your night after all. You were lost in thought until someone bumped into you. “Ssssorry.“ a drunk male said, well…tried to, at least. You were glad he did not have a drink he spilled over you. Your dress, your look in general, was still intact. “No problem.“ you hoped he would just leave again. You definitely were not in the mood for this. As soon as you turned around to tell Steve you would like to leave you were shocked to not find him next to you anymore. Where was he? He promised you to stay with you the entire time. Great. Just great. Looking around, you tried finding him which was a bit hard because of the large crowd. He was not outside. Walking back inside, you tried finding someone you knew from your classes but without success. Trevor was not in sight either. You started panicking. Steve knew how much you despised this.

Feels like I've known you my whole life I can see right through your lies I don't know where we're going But I'd like to be by your side If you could tell me how you're feeling Maybe we'd get through this undefeated Holding on for so long

You had been looking for him for 30 minutes now. He did not pick up his phone & neither did he answer your texts. Deciding you would give it one more try, you started wandering around inside the house yet again. At the corner of your eye you saw a broad figure, a dark blue sweatshirt. Finally, you thought. You took a closer look. No, this could not be. This was Steve, locking lips with some bitch. Was he serious? Tears started welling up in your eyes. He wandered off to kiss a random girl? You thought you knew him well but apparently you were wrong. Steve tried fighting off the girl who just came at him & started kissing him. What the fuck? She obviously never heard of consent. He opened his eyes to push her away only to find you a few feet away from him, obviously upset. He could see your tears. No, no, no. By the time he managed to push the girl off & told her it was completely dumb what she just did because she was obviously drunk, you were already out of sight. Fuck, he lost you. Of course it looked like he was kissing her. He needed to explain himself but he could not find you anywhere. Your phone was not on, making it impossible for him to reach you. After seeing Steve kissing this girl, you started running. You did not want to cry but you were so angry at him & yourself. He saw you as a friend, that was it. Why could you not see this before? Before you even knew where your feet dragged you, you were stood in front of your apartment door. Did you just run the entire way back home? You were tired, you wanted nothing more than to take off your makeup & that stupid dress. Your bed was waiting for you. After ridding yourself from your shoes, makeup & dress, you threw on your pajama. You usually wore Steve’s shirt but tonight, you did not want to smell his cologne. All you wanted to do is put your blanket over your head & try to forget all that had happened. No matter how hard you tried, the tears kept streaming down your cheeks.

Steve searched the entire house & the garden for you but you where nowhere to be found. He knew how you acted at parties, especially when you where alone so he started to panic slightly. Trevor was in the entrance hall & Steve walked over to him. “Dude, hey! Why did (Y/N) leave earlier? I thought you drove her here?“ Trevor managed to speak out. He was done for tonight, that was sure. “Fuck.“ Steve whispered. “She ran outta the door? Did she say where she was heading?“ Steve’s heartbeat got faster & faster. He fucked up big time. “Yeah, sure, because she had the energy to talk to me while she was literally bawling her eyes out.“ Gosh, Trevor’s sarcasm when he was drunk was the worst. Steve wished he could slap him but there were more important things to do. You. The only thing that made sense to him was you running back to your shared apartment. Even though the both of you had been living there for two years, you still were not that familiar with the neighborhood. You would never run into the dark without knowing where to go. Steve was still sober, he got into his car & drove back home, hoping he would find you there. There was light radiating from your windows which meant that you where inside. Steve let out a sigh, his heartbeat slowly going back to normal. Now the only thing he had to do was explaining himself to you. He had to confess, otherwise you would think the absolute worst of him, if you did not already.

You did not hear the main door opening, too lost in your thoughts. Your tears had dried by now but you were exhausted. Falling asleep was not an option though, you were overthinking. A knock on your door startled you. “(Y/N).“ Steve whispered, leaning his forehead on your door. He closed his eyes, hoping you would answer. Hell, he would wake you if you were asleep already. His instinct told him that you were not but he did not get an answer either. Nevertheless, he slowly opened your door. You thought that if you kept silent he would go away again. There was no way you could face him right now. Steve knew you better than anyone. You were not sleeping so he walked over to your bed, sitting down at the edge of it. It was now or never. Steve’s hand moved to your blanket, pulling it off of you. His heart broke at your sight. You had been crying because of him. You were feeling like this because of him. Your eyes were open, looking up at him through your lashes.

'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset But I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?" And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me Before this ends up as another memory Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie? (Yeah, oh) Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?

„Sweetheart?“ one of his hands started caressing your cheek & you were too tired to tell him to stop. “Please don’t sweetheart me. Not after what happened.“ your voice broke while trying to talk to him. You hated being so weak in front of him but you could not hide anymore. He had hurt you, a lot. “If you could just let me explain…“ “Go ahead then, it’ not like I should care, right?“ you slightly chuckled but Steve could hear the pain behind it. “I know you wanted to hold my hand back then. I only put it in my pocket because I didn’t want it to happen at a crappy party with drunk crackheads everywhere.“ that made you smile a bit so Steve continued. “I looked around for a nice, quiet place & then suddenly Dylan dragged me back inside even though I told him you were still outside. He told me it wouldn’t take long but I shouldn’t have trusted him.“ you rose up to sit in front of him, feeling a bit better. “It’s Dylan, what did you expect?“ you told Steve with a chuckle, an honest one this time. “You’re right…“ Steve chuckled. “Anyway, he simply wanted me to meet his new boyfriend aka a complete stranger he had met 2 hours prior. When I told him I need to head back to you I couldn’t find you anymore. So I assumed you went looking for me so I went looking for you. Now, sweetheart, I need you to look at me when I say this.“ he lifted your chin so your (Y/E) were locked on his blue ones. You nodded for him to continue. “Suddenly, this drunk girl came running at me, saying how much she missed me. She called me her boyfriend, Max, so I knew she was completely wasted. Before I could tell her that I am not her lost boyfriend, she started kissing me. She caught me off guard but as soon as I realized what was going on, I tried pushing her away. You had already seen me, though. (Y/N), I didn’t kiss her. Why would I ever kiss someone like her? I only wanna kiss one person & this someone is sitting right in front of me.“ he finished. Did he just? “W-What? Did yo-“ but before you could finish, Steve pulled you closer to him, putting his lips onto yours. You had dreamed for so long & it was finally happening. Steve & you were kissing each other & it felt like everything the two of you had ever imagined. As you broke apart to breath again, he kept staring into your eyes & rested his forehead against yours. “(Y/N), sweetheart, I love you, only you.“ his voice was barely above a whisper, making sure you were the only one who heard him even though it was just you two. Your eyes filled with tears again but this time because of pure happiness. It was your plan to confess to him tonight but who thought this night would end this way? “I love you too, Steve.“ you kissed him again, this time with more passion to let him know how long you had waited to do this. He stripped off his sweatshirt & jeans, leaving him in only his boxers. At first you were confused. What did he have in mind? But the second he laid down next to you, spooning you, you new what his intention was. He wanted to stay with you for the night & you were not complaining. Steve & you fell asleep, cuddling, relieved that this night, in the end, would be life-changing for the both of you.

Published 04/15/2020 by Cathy

[lansizhuis]

Hello! I’ve been seeing a lot of tweets on twitter regarding “Guardian” and was wondering if you could tell me whether that’s a novel or show? I’ve seen a show version I think, but I doubt it’s the same one everyone’s talking about. Thank you in advance, you’re always of great help!

Am I ashamed to admit these asks made me get out of bed so I can get to my laptop and answer this while feeling the keys as I cry over how much I love Zhenhun/Guardian and weilan??? nope

BASIC DETAILSZhenhun/Guardian (i will mostly refer to is as zhenhun) is one of Priest’s (a popular danmei writer) early works dating back 2012 - so it is, originally a novel. It got a live action adaptation last year summer of 2018.

DRAMA/LIVE-ACTIONDue to loads of censorship issues (got pulled out after ep 6 then back again then pulled out for a while when it ended then back again) especially since Zhenhun’s canon story revolves around gods, ghosts, REINCARNATION (pls tell me you felt my tears there), and the like then this was completely scraped off and made way to some mutant/alien thing. OKAY tbh I haven’t met anyone who went to the drama for the plot hahaha I’m gonna go ahead and say it - plot is sht (understandable w/ censorship concerns but still), ending is sht (so bad that priest had to write a mini fix it in her 4th extra about it), cgi is sht (this one was bc they originally had a very rich company sponsoring them hence the amazing OSTs aka pre-prod stuff but then the company went bankrupt whelp soooo), etc. WE ALL STAYED BECAUSE OF WEILAN. Zhu Yilong (played Shen Wei - left in blue suit) and Bai Yu (played Zhao Yunlan - right in uhh rugged clothing lol) had such amazing chemistry!!! They seriously couldn’t have found a better pair to have portrayed our main pair!!! Let me fangirl for a bit bc I love them sfm and I thank their ancestors for reproducing. 

And sooo quick facts:

Zhu Yilong: a bit shy and gentle but was actually a delinquent student in the past and he’s super strong af like he does muay thai, boxing, and in short he can snap us in half despite his super duper beautiful face (his face was like made by god as a personal project while mine was passed down to an intern - that’s the hierarchy around here)

Bai Yu: rowdy af bb pls sit still for a moment but was actually a model student who did archery, calligraphy, etc in the past and lol he’s actually weak af don’t let the facial hair fool you hahaha he has delicate looking hands and fans have noted his thin af arms and very noticeable slim waist (bai yu w/o facial hair: literal babey // bai yu w/ facial hair: UNCLE)

Lemme just throw in some of my fav stuff of them:

shen wei at episode xx with an in-love look: this must be.....brotherhoodme, behind my screen: BINCH NO???????

lol that even their script (and da qing) cant handle them

ALSO the producers and staff AND both zhu yilong and bai yu read the novel and worked around the  censorship issue really good like that part where zhao yunlan changes his hairstyle midway-ish of the show bc usually when a woman marries, they change their hairstyle so yeah tiny things like that

fans: ugh cant believe weilan cant get married in the dramaharper bazaar photoshoot: we got u fam

It has 40 episodes and ngl I ended up ff so many things starting ep 25 unless my dads were on screen. Oh, and you can watch it HERE. ANYWAY i have to shut up about them now so i can continue on to the most important part aka.....

THE NOVEL*breathes in* I binged the novel so fast it rivaled my MDZS reading hence this is how i know im as obsessed lmao It’s currently being translated HERE by rainbowse7en. THE NOVEL IS EXTREMELY SUPERIOR IN ALL ASPECTS IM GOING FERAL!!!!!!! The novel is waaay more intense and darker and tbh I’m still crying over the fact that Zhu Yilong and Bai Yu could have definitely done novel version had it not been for censorship issues bc they’re that good! 

Okay, anyway, back to the novel so quick summary is that gods of the past existed, there’s hell and afterlife whom the Special Investigations Department (SID) deals with and the chief of that unit is Zhao Yunlan. There’s a lot of supernatural and fantasy elements here which is kind of a spoiler if I discuss so I’m letting that go. Anyhow, so any case that’s supernatural is given to SID and we open with a case in a university where *drum roll* Professor Shen Wei is teaching. And so our pair meets and we get intense emotions from Shen Wei who obviously has deep affections for Zhao Yunlan but won’t get close to him. Thing is, Zhao Yunlan is a shameless SHAMELESS VERY THIRSTY man (canonically bi lol) who’s out for this very beautiful Professor Shen. 

One of the things about Priest is you get a challenging time who’s the top and who’s the bottom and I was speculating the entire time and yet only getting “;)” responses from my friends who’ve read it before me. Not gonna say much but when it got revealed who was who I LOST IT HAHAHAHA im still laughing about it tbh. THERE’S FOUND FAMILY FEELS FOR SID!!!!!! they’re so dysfunctional and are easily ordered around by Zhao Yunlan when he threatens to cut off their bonus. Every single SID member fantasizes on beating up their shameless boss and tbh I sympathize haha But heyyy, they also love and care for each other. AND YOOO DA QING IS A CAT!!!!!!! i love cats and esp with how he deals with his “useless master” aka our shameless chief is funny af i love their brotp the most!

A disclaimer on my end - as this is one of Priest’s older works, I feel like the explanation on what happened in the final showdown part is lacking. I talked about it briefly HERE regarding the angst of the novel and I still stand by what I said there. It was mostly funny for me when I read it bc Zhao Yunlan’s thirst is an entity of its own. And since a lot of you here already know, I’m a weaksht and cant handle angst so rest assured that anything I recommend has a happy ending~ 

BC IM SHAMELESS - i had my drama livethread HERE + novel livethread HERE + listen i love weilan sfm i gotta put small novel thoughts HERE

*****

If you’re a visual person like me, I suggest you watch the drama first or even select episodes (again, as I said I’m very bad at watching dramas bc i always fall asleep so at the latter half i ended up doing loads of ff esp since it’s barely useful in the novel). Here’s what’s non-negotiable - if you’ve watched the drama, you can’t not read the novel! It’s extremely waaay better! It fed me the reincarnation trope I thirsted for (im still shaking FIVE THOUSAND YEARS!!!!! and that shen san extra ahhhhhhh) and weilan’s characterization yoooo esp for Shen Wei whom we get to see is [redacted] and yet no matter what Zhao Yunlan would always [redacted]!!! istg this is the abriged version of my thoughts hahaha

[bentenharuki]

I generally don’t do these but...

I will do this because it’s a badge of honor and a thank you for @todayintokyo who gives me a daily vibe out of my second fav Country in the world (first one is my own, of course. My messy, chaotic, genius Italy).

So for everyone interested (I won’t tag people either... if you are among my 250+ readers, do it as freely as you like to share this unexpected hard time along others. Sharing makes us all feel less stranded I guess :)) 

1. Are you staying home from work/school? Yep. My University (Milano Bicocca) holds in-house lessons and curses and also exams and testing are/will be online. What I miss most are the lab works and the exchanges with foreign schools. I took one a few months ago in London and I was supposed to have another in May but... NOPE, of course.

2. If you’re staying home, who’s there with you? I am alone in my apartment. At first it was supposed to be shared rent with somebody else but then my parents just bought this out and lent it to me. I know. I am spoiled. But very grateful for what I have. I always try to give back the best I can because no one has merits in being born in a family instead of another. (pieces of second-rate philosophy in all my LONG answers courtesy of my mum and her influence on me. She’s a University Professor and her field is.. guess what.. ETHICS PHILOSOPHY)

3. Do you have pets to keep you company? Nope. Not allowed. But I like cats. Cats. CATS. They are elegant, refined, very clean, and they give you consideration and affection ONLY if they like you. I prefer to conquer somebody’s love instead than to have it by default. Then I am naturally a cat person instead of a dog’s. But I like all animals (I like snakes as well, so my range is pretty wide ;)), even though I don’t feel missing any in  house. Generally I would be out of home most of the day and no pet would be happy in staying that much alone. I miss my grandparents’ kitty tho :)

4. Who do you miss the most? Family. Friends. Meeting new people when out. And... (is it fine to say it?) Well... in these lockdown times I miss... human touch. (You get what kind). I was seeing a guy when this all started and my old boyf also came back into the picture somehow. All on hold. And I avoid to think how that makes me feel because even in case I’d figure it out, what comes if one can’t act on the awareness? Exactly. So I put it all in a LONG pause. But yeah... I miss contacts. A LOT.

5. When was the last time you left your home? I go out every Thursday to buy all my grocery stuff. I am very methodic. My supermarket is pretty near and it’s BIG and I get there right before it opens (well... one hour almost before it opens, so I can be among the firsts in line). I look like a ninja: very sporty and technically dressed (like for a running competition!) with clothes and shoes which are easy washable, tech mask (it is for cycling competition, with filters specifically medical: the mask is washable as well after you’ve used it, while the filter is obviously not), cotton fit gloves and over them medical gloves (I can’t wear directly medical gloves because my skin is very sensitive and I suffer from nickel allergia, which makes latex gloves a NO NO directly on skin), teck googles which cover also the side of my face (those are from cycling items too) and of course PODS in my ear because I can’t live without music :)

6. What was the last thing you bought? I bought online a few garden tools for my biggest balcony. I have ZERO skill with plants (and I am supposed to become a biologist... the nerve! LOL) but I am keen at making grow at least rosemery for my recipes. I have a little peach tree and it is all fine so far. I have hope I can do better and anyway I have time now ;)

7. Is quarantine driving you insane or are you finally relaxed? I try to keep my routine as it was before. I wake up and perform all my tasks exactly as I was doing before this all started. I am VERY organized and to lax on that would ruin me, so I carefully focus on what I can control the best I can. It feels strange to say it maybe but... this way my mood isn’t particularly affected by this heavy revolution in my (and everyone elses’s) life.

8. Are you a homebody? NOPE. I love people, I love my Milan and its being always full of people everywhere. I love living in my town a TON, I love meeting friends anywhere, go dancing, I love to live my University life in this beautiful and renewed part of Milan; I like being surrounded by my people and meeting new ones. So being stuck at home would seem insufferable for me. But I learnt from this (there’s always something to learn in any experience) that I can be surprisingly ok with staying home too. I came to know better my neighbors. I feel a sense of community with everyone living nearby and I have come to love my domesticity too. It was a surprise for me first ^.^

9. What movies have you watched recently? In Italy, Italia 1 channel has had the WONDERFUL idea to rebroadcast all Harry Potter saga every Monday and Thursday. Today and tomorrow there are the last two installments, so I can say that is what I looked out the most for as in movie things these past weeks (funny how I never particularly adored the books of HP, I mean, I liked them but... being a Tolkien’s devotee Rowlings’ literary efforts always seemed lackluster to me.. and still I have always liked the movies. It’s incoherent I know ;)). But I have Sky at home so I can watch whatever movie I like to whenever I want to. And that leads to VERY little watch actually. I am reading a ton though. I watch what passes on in the National channels actually, out of digital and cable and decide to watch it or not. For instance last Friday Rai 1 (main Italian Channel) broadcasted one of my fav movies from the past three years, GIFTED (with Chris Evans and Octavia Spencer) and I rewatched it with immense pleasure.

10. An event that you were looking forward to that got cancelled? OLYMPICS. I was supposed to be back in Japan with a a couple of friends and my bro for experience the Olympics (especially the volleyball tournaments) between July and August and that got (of course) cancelled. We plan to move it all to next year of course. But it hurts SO MUCH because it was easily what I was looking forward to BEST for all 2020. Hands down.

11. What’s the best and worst thing you’ve had to cancel? Look up. For the other question, I never plan things I don’t like (or at least I try my best not to) and I almost never find myself in the position of being happy for something I had going on which I had to pass due to circumstances. I am a very honest (sometimes to the point of bluntness, though with age I got trained in the fine art of diplomacy, which for me is declined especially in the “IGNORE WHAT IS NOT WORTHY degree) person and if there is something I don’t like I tend to not get involved with it in the first place.

12. Do you have any new hobbies? Eh... the longest list... I love so many things. Sport don’t count as hobbies to me because I treat them as part of my daily life constantly. So take them off. I like to write, to draw, to paint... I like reading, I like learning... I am a tech geek; I like gaming (but that I have to cut it or it would absorb me too much)... I like TRAVELING (that is cut off too of course nowadays), and many other things so I guess I don’t literally have SPACE for new hobbies. My many ones makes it impossible to fall for new things though lately I am becoming a better cook out of needs ;)

13. What are you out of? My lists are made as soon my things become “two items in from having 0″. This way I can’t run out of anything. Did I say already I am a HUGE control freak? THAT ;)

14. What music are you listening to? My itunes collections lists so far 12376 ALBUMS. Then I have the random songs. Latest one I bought (because I buy them all) is Achille Lauro’s latest 16 Marzo 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yb-9RESbeWA

I am also listening a lot to one of my bro’s fav bands Radiohead and as usual a lot to my beloved Imagine Dragons. My mum and dad are also telling me to listen to Bill Withers (who recently passed away) whole discography because he was amazing. I love many music genres. I love ALL which makes the spirit soar and rage and evolve and love and cry and hope.

15. What are you reading? So far in quarantine I read 5 books. I have now to start ORIGINS by Dan Brown. I pick the books I have left unread randomly and that was the pick this time (people gift me with books constantly because they know I am a bookworm when I have spare time).

16. What are you doing for self-care? Keep loving myself and life and the world exactly the way I used to before this all started.

17. Are you exercising? Yup. Tapis roulant, golf training, stepper (all in my house lucky me) and mat and weight training. I have a routine for which I have to train at least one hour a day. NO EXCEPTION. I miss swimming but I will do. I am also in recovery after January’s knee meniscus intervention so my schedules are also taking that into consideration.

18. How’s your toilet paper supply? I'm OK. :)

19. Have you made any changes to your hair during quarantine? Nope. I love to stylize my hair but I don’t have specific cuts. It grows long and then I play with them hairstyles: braids, buns, ponytails, partitions and the likes.. But I have bleached hair and I had to follow my hairdresser advice because I can’t allow ugly roots to take dominance of me ^.^ So I bought the necessary to self bleach them. No need to say as soon as I will be able to, Hairdressers and Massages and SPA will be my first destination ^.^ (beside visiting family and friends of course).

I am fairly sure I put lots of typos and mistakes in this but I have my online lesson just starting in 8 minutes and I can’t review this (I generally never do it anyway). So forgive me and have a beautiful day ;)

STAY SAFE OUT THERE!!! Hugs K.

[slashthedice]

Idea: You meet Michael Myers six months after the heavy love session you both had in Haddonfield. This time, you are in a trial at the MacMillan Estate with your closest friend who is also one of the best survivours you ever met. You both adore each other, and you would do anything for one another. You see Michael choking her, hitting her... and then... your eyes met with Michael's, and he stops for a second, unwillingy letting your best friend escape, slowly coming towards you...

Oof this was a long time coming, sorry for the wait! I’m not going to lie to everyone and say that I didn’t write half of this on my shower wall with a blue bathtub crayon, but I’m also not going to deny it. I didn’t want to create a whole new character for your best friend in this, so I’m just going to expand your relationship with Claudette (She’s one of my fav survivors tbh). This is a sequel to this post and will also be crossposted to ao3. NSFW ahead! :3

You sighed, rubbing at your arms to ward off the cold that settled into your bones despite the crackling of the campfire in front of you. Time seemed to be frozen so that it was perpetually late Fall, chilled air that bit at the soft skin of your cheeks and nose and a dusting of fluffy snow that when combined with the dead leaves crunched under foot. Of course, the Entity never allowed you to get cold enough to actually freeze. What fun was killing survivors if those kills weren’t sufficiently gruesome?

You scooted closer to Claudette who was seated next to you, staring pensively into the fire. She looked up when your leg brushed hers, sending a warm smile your way. You returned it.

You weren’t sure if it was some perverse sense of guilt over the events of that trial, but you had begun to stick closer to Claudette both inside and out of trials. She was skilled as a survivor. She had been in the Entity’s realm longer than most of you, and knew how to hide effectively when necessary and when it was time to run. She was sweet, if a little awkward at times, when all of you were clustered around the campfire like this. You had grown to genuinely enjoy spending time in her company and learning more about what her life before all this had been like.

That was why she could never know about what you had done. None of them could.

It wasn’t that you regretted what had happened. However, you liked Claudette and you wanted to make sure that she continued to like you. You were sure that her opinion of you would take a drastic turn if she knew that you had fucked a killer while her blood was still fresh on his hands.

You felt slightly responsible for the brutal way in which she had died. Maybe if you hadn’t drawn out your little games so long, He wouldn’t have been in such a rush to cut down everyone to get to you. Maybe you could have reacted faster to warn her and given her a chance to escape.

In some twisted form of self flagellation, you had begun to behave more recklessly in trials. You would throw yourself in front of Claudette to take a blow meant for her. You would purposefully mess up a generator to draw a killer’s attention so that the others could rescue a hooked survivor. You would even allow yourself to be caught if you knew that it would give the rest of the survivors, or at the very least Claudette, a chance to escape. Since that trial, you had gone head to head with every killer the Entity could throw at you. All except one.

But, god, how you wanted to see him again.

You wouldn’t say that you had been pining, you hadn’t been pining– that was the wrong word for what you felt. How could you describe the rush of heat that overtook your body every time you thought of him? Any mention of him or of Haddonfield brought obscene memories to the forefront of your wayward mind. You could still feel his fingers at your heat and his teeth in your neck.

The Entity had destroyed the physical evidence of the carnal act your fellow survivors surely would deem blasphemous merely in its inception, but the damage had been done. You would never forget the slow drip of his seed down your quivering thighs or the bruises that had appeared on your hips moments after the culmination of your animalistic coupling. You shivered with delight at the heated memories, a muted warmth settling between your legs.

You pulled yourself from your thoughts as an unnatural darkness began to settle itself over your vision. You were being taken into a trial. Claudette took your hand in hers, giving it a friendly squeeze and putting your mind at ease. She was coming with you. 

As the blackness settled over you fully and Claudette’s grip faded from yours, you absently wondered who the killer would be. Since you were apparently on Michael ban, you considered the other options the Entity could throw at you. It had been a while since you had last encountered the Wraith or the Hag. 

You blinked and your vision returned to you all at once, causing you to blink a few more times. You would never get used to the feeling of being transported into the trial. You looked around to figure out just where the Entity had dropped you this time and found yourself staring up at the shambling corpse of the coal tower in the MacMillan Estate. A cold wind across your bare legs drew your attention away from what once must have been an incredibly imposing structure and down to what you were wearing.

“Seriously?” You huffed under your breath.

The Entity had shown an affinity for playing dress-up with the survivors, changing your apparel and sometimes even your hairstyles at its whim. You noticed that sometimes it did this with the killers as well, but you were not keen on the idea of telling the Nurse that you liked her new dress while you were running for your life, so you tended not to pay too much attention to it all.

However, this particular fashion statement was not amongst your favorites. You found yourself in a casual dress that would have been appropriate for a sunny, early Fall day. This was no such an occasion, and it was hardly a tactical choice when you would be crouching, running, and repairing generators. The loose fabric fell just above your knees leaving your calves completely bared. You were thankful that it at least had long sleeves.

You looked around but failed to spot any of your fellow survivors nearby. There was a generator only a few yards away, so you crept towards it while keeping your eyes and ears open for any indication of who the killer was. You had not heard the Nurse’s banshee screams or the tell-tale tolling of the Wraith’s bell, so it was a safe bet that it wasn’t either of them. You worked at the generator, paying no mind to the grease and oil that now stained your sleeves.

You saw movement in your peripheral and jolted away from the generator, more than ready to turn tail and run. You relaxed when you saw that it was just Kate. She shot you a nervous smile as she came closer and began to help you with repairs.

“I saw Dwight a little bit ago, do you know who else is with us? Have you seen the killer?” Even when it was tainted with fear, her voice was still pleasing to listen to.

You shook your head. “Claudette is here too, but I have no idea who the killer is.”

“Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll leave us alone,” Kate whispered cheerily, though the hopeful tone in her voice was strained.

Before you could offer a half shrug in return, you finished the generator and it clicked on with a ding. No sooner had you retracted your hands from the now rumbling machine, you heard a piercing scream. Your heart stopped.

That was Claudette.

Without thinking, you took off in the direction you had heard the scream come from, pushing yourself to run faster. Some part of your frantic brain registered Kate calling for you to come back, but you paid her no mind, concerned only with getting there and saving Claudette. Maybe the killer was the Trapper and she had stepped in one of his bear traps. You could deal with that, you would pull her leg free and patch her up before he even got to her. At the very least, you could draw him away.

The closer you got to it, the larger and more imposing the coal tower seemed to become. You were sure that you had heard the scream from around here, so why wasn’t your heartbeat going crazy? You slid around a pile of the many industrial spools that littered the area, dirt and gravel kicked up by your hurried feet, only to freeze. 

Michael was the killer. Michael was the killer and he was holding Claudette.

Memories of this same scenario flooded your panicked mind. In that trial he had held her just as he was now, aloft and powerless, her legs kicking desperately but doing nothing to dissuade him from ending her life. Her small hands clawed at the iron grip on her throat. You watched him raise the blade and you knew all too well the horrible sound of metal sinking into flesh would follow unless you could do something to put a stop to it.

“Michael!”

His name rang through the night air, cutting through him as easily as he cut through survivors. You saw him freeze, shoulders stiffening and body tense. The knife was inches from Claudette’s helpless form. His head turned slowly towards you.

It felt like it had been such a long time since you had last seen the familiar blank expression of his mask. It’s typically pristine white surface was marred by a streak of blood that had been splattered across it. Some part of you wondered who the blood had belonged to, but the rest of you was intent on ensuring that Claudette’s didn’t join it.

You couldn’t see his eyes, but you could feel them staring at you, through you, into you. You stared right back, chest heaving and breaths shaky as they left your parted lips. You held your ground, trying to seem confident despite the trembling you could feel in your knees and the fear clenching around your heart.  

Finally, finally his grip on your best friend’s throat loosened. You nearly collapsed under the crushing weight of the relief that washed over you as she fell to the ground and coughed while sucking in greedy lungfuls of air. She dragged herself away from the Shape, wheezing weakly before pulling herself to stand. He made no move to indicate any recognition of her presence, now turned fully to face you. Behind the mask his eyes glinted with a dangerous, electric sort of energy.

Without thinking about it, you took a step backwards. This seemed to prompt a swift and immediate response from the killer. Suddenly, he was no longer an unmoving marble figure. He closed on you with long, purposeful strides. True to form, however, his pace never increased above that of fast walk, long legs eating up the distance between the two of you.

“Run!” You shouted to Claudette, turning to follow your own advice.

You were beyond relieved when you saw her follow your directive and sprint off in the opposite direction. Hopefully she would run into Dwight or Kate and they would be able to heal her wounds. For now though, you would be much more useful if you were far away from her, hopefully leading Michael to the otherside of the area.

You didn’t get very far.

An iron grip closed on the back of your dress, yanking you backwards into a solid chest and arms that could surely snap you in half if their owner so desired. His hand closed around your throat, tilting your head back roughly at an uncomfortable angle so you were forced to look up at the blankness of his mask. At this proximity, you could just barely see the dark eyes that always hid behind the shadow of darkness and anonymity. They bit your flesh with more ferocity than his teeth ever had. Your own eyes went wide at the sight and you gasped before you could stop yourself.

The fingers around your neck fell away, but the ones still twisted in the fabric of your dress pushed you forward. You fell onto your hands and knees, shock and adrenaline numbing the pain that shot through your palms. His massive hand released your clothing only to come down heavily between your shoulder blades, forcing your arms to give out beneath you. He leaned his weight into you, holding you in place and grinding the upper half of your body into the dirt beneath your face. Despite the discomfort and earlier fear, you couldn’t deny the way your body reacted to the show of force from him. You hoped this was leading where you thought it was and that he wasn’t merely getting creative with his kills.

Using the hilt of his favored weapon, Michael pushed the fabric of your dress up your thighs and over your hips, leaving only the thin cotton of your underwear to shield you from the burning sweep of his eyes over your quivering form. You felt the blunt edge of his knife trail up your leg. The cold steel sent a tremor through you as it slid beneath the elastic of your panties. With a quick flick of his wrist, the blade sliced cleanly through the material. He repeated the motion on the other side, and soon enough the ruined shreds of your underwear lay beneath you in a crumpled pile.

The cold air against your exposed cunt was a foreign sensation that had you rubbing your thighs together just to relieve some of the burning need between them. The knife startled you when it hit the ground and Michael’s newly freed hand was soon filled with the flesh of your ass as he spread you open, allowing his hungry gaze to take in the sight of your arousal slickened folds. He forced his way between your thighs, spreading your legs with his own and causing your bare knees to scrape across the gravelly dirt. Tiny rocks and debris cut into your skin painfully, drawing a hiss from between your clenched teeth.

You expected him to stretch you with his fingers again, preparing you to take his cock. You felt a rush of wetness at the thought, eager to have his long fingers inside of you once more. You wiggled your hips back towards him in a silent plea for him to finally do something about the aching need thrumming through you.

Instead, you screamed when he entered you roughly and without warning. You hadn’t even heard him unzip the bloodstained coveralls. Now he was stuffed as far into your tight cunt as possible, stopped only by the barrier of your cervix and aided only by the natural lubrication provided by your desire. Tears formed and spilled from your eyes. You felt like he was going to split you in half from the inside.

You knew then that he was punishing you. You had stolen a kill that was rightfully his when you had drawn his attention away from Claudette. Unbeknownst to you, he was also punishing you for plaguing his thoughts ever since he had taken you up against the wall in Haddonfield. The memory of your sweet moans teased at his ear while he silently stalked survivors. The feeling of your heat around him burned through his mind while he spilled blood in sacrifice. He hated it.

Saliva dripped down your chin and onto the ground beneath your face, turning it muddy. You clenched your teeth and waited for the pain to subside. Michael, however, had no intention of waiting as he pulled almost all the way out of you before slamming back in. You gasped against this new burn. 

With every thrust your knees were cut more and more by the stones and gravel beneath them. Thankfully, your body was more than eager to accept the harsh slap of his hips against yours and near gushed around the intrusion of his cock. His pace didn’t slow or soften, but the pain ebbed and in its place came the desperate, overwhelming pleasure you had felt before. You buried your face into the crook of your elbow, biting into the fabric there to muffle any of the sounds you couldn’t stifle through force of will alone.

You felt so incredibly exposed as he loomed over your prone form, ramming into you from behind. Out in the open like this, anyone could see the utterly shameless display the two of you were putting on. Any second, one of the other survivors could see you, and despite yourself you felt a jolt of heat course through you at the thought of being caught. You felt guilt curl in the pit of your stomach, but it was quickly wiped away by the coiling, tightening knot caused by Michael’s thrusts into your needy cunt.

The hand that was planted in the middle of your back began to migrate upwards, gliding across the sweat slickened skin of your spinal column, paying particular attention to the back of your neck. His thumb stroked where his teeth had pierced your skin before. You suspected that he was disappointed to find no scars beneath his wandering fingers. You gasped as his hips snapped against yours in a particularly harsh thrust just as his fingers slid into your hair. He took a handful of the strands in his grip and tugged back hard enough to pull your body upwards and put your weight fully on your bleeding knees. Your chin was forced upwards as he yanked your head back and you stared open-mouthed at the night sky.

You brought your hands up to your mouth to quiet a moan forced from you due to the new angle. His other arm snaked around your waist, locking you into place with a vice-like grip. You keened from behind your palm as he pounded into you, removing one hand from your lips to hold tightly to his forearm. Your nails dug into the familiar blue fabric as you felt your release edging closer and closer. 

When that knot in your core finally snapped, your lips parted in a silent scream. The feeling was even more intense than the first time, white hot flames of pleasure clawed through your body making you forget for a moment all about the dirt and mud now caked to the front of you from a combination of your sweat, tears, and saliva. Over the overwhelming feeling of your orgasm, the pain in your knees subsided along with the knowledge that Michael was punishing you. You clung to any part of him you could reach as he fucked you through your orgasm.

As you came down from your pleasure induced high, you whined and tried to wiggle out of the death grip he had on you. The walls of your pussy were raw and oversensitive. The continued drag of his cock against them was too much, but he was too far gone to worry about you going mad from overstimulation. 

He released your hair in favor of wrapping his fingers around your throat, tight enough to cut off oxygen intake but not so hard as to break the delicate bones of your neck. He felt you swallow with difficulty and struggle to breathe. The little choking sounds that you were making as you attempted to pry his hand from you were intoxicating. He panted in your ear, the heavy sound of his breathing filling the air around you. You felt his whole body tense against the back of yours, feeling his cock jerk inside you followed by the heat of his release flooding your overwrought sex.

He let go of you and you immediately fell forward, gasping and choking on the overabundance of air suddenly filling your lungs. You whined weakly when he pulled out of you, suddenly feeling very empty. You were dripping with cum, the remnants of both your pleasure and his making a mess of you. 

You could see him moving out of the corner of your eye, watched his calloused hands zip his coveralls back up, but he didn’t rise to stand. He remained kneeling behind you. When he leaned over you slightly to retrieve his knife, you understood. He had spared you last time, but he would not be showing you the same mercy again. You saw his hand reaching for you and closed your eyes, hoping he would at least make it quick.

The loud alarm that rang out through the night startled you both. Michael jolted upright, looking away from you and in the direction of where the siren had come from. You suspected he knew exactly where both of the doors were and would head there as soon as he was done with you. You weren’t sure how you hadn’t heard the generators being completed around you, but you did know one thing.

Now was your chance.

While Michael was momentarily distracted, you dragged yourself forward and scrambled to your feet. With a burst of adrenaline fueled energy, you sprinted into the tree line. You forced yourself to run as fast as you could go. You were tired and sore, but refused to let that hinder you. Head start or no, you knew he would catch up to you if you allowed yourself to slow for even a fraction of a second.

You spotted the doors opening slowly, crying out when you saw Claudette standing at the lever. She saw you and motioned you forward, but you saw her eyes go wide with fear. Michael must have been close behind you. You pushed yourself to run just that little bit faster. Kate and Dwight were already through the doors when you arrived, and you didn’t plan to stick around any longer.

You grabbed Claudette’s hand as you passed, dragging her with you out into the night. Once you were out, you chanced a glance back. Michael stood at the doors, prevented from further pursuit by the Entity’s black tendrils. You realized with pride that in your ongoing game of cat and mouse, you were the victor once more.

You continued to run with Claudette’s hand in yours, slowing only once you caught up with Kate and Dwight in the glowing light of the campfire. You were thankful that the Entity would clean you up at any moment, you didn’t need anyone looking too closely at the nature of your injuries. You pressed your legs together in an attempt to stop the cum from spilling from you anymore than it already had. You didn’t need anyone to see that either.

[rainingincale]

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1. fave character from each remake and why?

Skam Austin: Poonam Para. I know that she’s a side character and honestly i was close to saying Jo, Kelsey or Shay but she’s my fav. I think i just see a lot of myself in her and i like how she’s a completely new and different character. She’s funny and upfront and unique and I feel extremely understood and I hope we get to see more of her.

Skam France: Imane Bakhellal. Again i was really close to saying Yann or Lucas but i think just purely because of how much i can relate to Imane and understand her she’s my fav.

Druck: David Schreibner. While i definitely relate to Matteo the most and love Amira to no end, David is hands down my favourite. He’s such an icon and he especially makes me love Druck so much. I can’t really explain why he’s my favourite so much, this one is really more of like i feel it in my soul that he’s my favourite and that’s why.

Skam España: Joana Bianchi. I... I wanted to say Amira or Lucas because i love them so freaking much and this one was honestly the hardest for me to decide but it is Joana. I don’t know what it is but i just deeply care for her so much.

Skam NL: Liv Reijners. Although i really do love like all the NL characters. Liv i decided to pick because she can sing and i love her style and she’s strong and independent and i feel like she’s a really unique noora and i just. love everything about her. I can’t find a single fault  🙈

2. fave musical moment?

Skam: håper du har plass playing when the girls go to get Sana, i think we all cry every time and i still listen to that song to this day

Skam Austin: honestly… cloutie 4 lyfe go listen to clout from grandma’s closet on soundcloud i stg their talent… is unparalleled (honorary mention, when Megan’s upset and crying and goes to see Marlon and they play the fricking meme song and stop it at “run.” i die every time)

Skam France: what else could i say other than when Lucas played ‘i love you’ on the piano like chills lich rally chills luv (honorary mention how the music goes all soft the first time Lucas sees Eliott, again iconic)

Druck: this is hard like i kind of just wanna say whenever they’ve ever used a song it’s been absolutely perfect, i think i’ll say during the first kiss clip though when they go to hold their breath and the music with the water sound effects like aaaa ded

Skam España: the last clip when they go to kiss and ‘I Follow Rivers’ starts playing like... it’s just perfect like everything comes full circle and im CRYING

Skam NL: another remake that always picks perfect music, i think my fav is whenever Liv goes to the mic to sing like i love her singing voice so much

3. if you could make your own season, who would it be about and what would happen?

I have thought about this so much it’s almost funny lmao. There’s just so much potential with Skam and then if you factor in the remakes like... absolutely spoilt for choice omfg. I’d love a Jonas season because he’s great but i really dont know what it’d even be about, Mahdi is another character i’ve always felt immensely interested in and i would love to know more about him. In the middle of typing this i’ve come to a decision actually lmao. Two words- BALLOON. SQUAD. They are literally my favourite thing about og ever seriously and Elias is my favourite Skam character. So idk maybe a season about them? and maybe about their friend group and how they’re all drifting apart or brotherhood or like healthy male friendships where they are there for each other and shit or about Even becoming friends with them again or IDK. but i know i’d have loved a season centered on them and if i had a greater mind i’d be able to come up with a good plot for them too lmao.

4. rank the sanas ( I’m evil I know )

This is literally the worst question I’ve ever seen and yes you are evil

Sana, Amira TM, Amira N, Imane, Zoya, Esra, Imaan.

BUT THEY ARE ALL EQUALLY MY FAVOURITE 

5. fave season from each remake and why?

Skam Austin: Unpopular Opinion but i really loved season 1, however, I think i have to say season 2 because of how fucking well they developed all the characters like giving the cast input into the story was the best decision Skam Austin could’ve ever made. Also, Clout From Grandma’s Closet? like need i say more

Skam France: I only watched 3 and 4 and my fav is 3. Very good homage to OG with the story telling and made me absolutely fall in love with Lucas and Eliott. Like I went through the same motions as i did when i watched OG and it was nice to be reminded of that. Also liked the small changes they made like the Polaris thing that was iconic

Druck: SEASON 3. what an emotional fucking roller coaster. They had me hooked every single minute of the day and still do now. I love Matteo and how they changed the story up like im still pissed about the pacing kind of but honestly i loved season 3 and still rewatch it. the music was perfect, development of the characters, the softness. everything was just so good

Skam NL: As much as i love Liv I have to say season 1. it was goregously done, i loved the aesthetic and Isa is such a realistic and relatable character. Also her moments with Kes and Lucas and the moments with the girl squad, like it was just a really iconic start to an awesome series.

Skam España: I’ve only watched season 2 but i know even if i watched season 1 i would still say season 2 lmao. Honestly there is not a SINGLE thing they did wrong. like the story was perfect, the honour they did to og, how they switched the relationships up. it genuinely was just fucking perfect (except the whole panphobia thing. if that comment wasn’t said spain would have the best remake)

6. What’s your opinion on s2? what do you like and dislike the most? which remake made the best s2? (españa doesn’t count)

I am going to be truthful here and say that when i was first watching OG and watched season 2 I did like it but after growing up a bit and reflecting I now honestly really dont. like i’ve tried to avoid that season in remakes as much as i can (i’ve failed and the only noorhell i’ve not seen is frances one). I think what got me at first was the whole like layers thing to William. how there was more to him and also like the typical fanfic tropey moments between them. what i like about season 2 is the SA storyline, like that is an extremely important topic that needs to be talked about more so i like how it brought light to that and also how they show Noora handling the situation and how the girl squad are and i <3. What i dislike is how William uses Vilde and is so manipulative and ANNOYING omfg. Like i can’t explain how much his entitled rich ass frustrates me and how broken down Noora is by him.

7. what representation would you like to see in Skam (other than more wlw)?

Honestly i’d like to see more ethnic minorities tbh, especially like maybe some east asian people? I want skam to be the type of thing that no matter who you are you can see yourself represented in it and while the remakes and og do an alright job of it, i’d love to see more. i’ll say this this til the day i die- REPRESENTATION IS IMPORTANT

8. what country would you like to see a remake and why?

My biased ass is screaming Skam Scotland because like i would be able to relate to it so much and I’d love it with my entire soul but also just somewhere where the majority of the population isnt white. would be lovely for it to be in like India or Pakistan maybe so that I could personally relate to it but honestly anywhere with POC would be an absolute WIN for me. i suggest Skam Scotland where the girl and boy squad are south asians/east asians + black with the good ol’ token white friend! Hire me

9. fave head canon?

Honestly any (head)canon that says anyone is not cishet is like 👌 

10. sort characters into Hogwarts houses

I was going to do the characters from all the remakes when i realised... they’re all essentially the same each time I- anyways lmao

Hufflepuff -  Magnus, Even, Chris, Vilde, Mikael, Yousef, Linn

Slytherin - Sana, Isak

Gryffindor - Mahdi, Elias, Eva, Adam, Mutasim, Eskild

Ravenclaw - Jonas, Noora

This is mostly based off pure gut instinct idk

11. tell me your best crossover idea

How all the remakes seem to have the girl squads going on summer roads trips I kinda had this thought that maybe like the groups in each of the different remakes and og decide to go on a big friends holiday and everyone ends up in the same place and they all meet. none of the isaks really get along with each other, all the evens of course become best friends on the spot etc etc. i just want everyone to automatically become best friends im not good at coming up with ideas for these sorts of things sorry lmao

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For my 11 questions:

Which remake/og sqaud do you think you would personally fit into the most?

What is your favourite remake and why?

What is objectively the best remake and why?

Opinions on each of the girl squads?

Favourite hairstyle out of all the remakes? (this includes any hijab styles of the Sanas)

Who do you think from og/remakes would have a youtube channel and what would they post about? (not including hei briskeby or lucas rubio’s yt channel)

Pick someone you think is underappreciated from og/remakes and explain why you think they should be appreciated more

Favourite outfit/clothing item?

Which character do you think is most similar to you?

Do you like the Eva season (season 1)?

Insert your own question that you’d like to answer!

I will tag @thedavideffect @pansexualevenbech @2ndbest @joanascris @hufflepuff-ish @matteoluigiflorenzi @liveterna2 @bbibbicole @xxrps @happoa @eleaha but don’t do this if you don’t want to! and if you see this but i haven't please go for it i would’ve tagged everyone humanly possible but alas i had to pick 11 lmao but i love reading different peoples thoughts so yeah. pls do if you want to <3 

[the-everlasting-dream]

Let Me Kiss You - Drabble request

Only because I like you @ooo-barff-ooo here are your Drake x Liz kisses.

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  “Come to bed” kisses: A has their hands on B’s neck, murmuring the phrase softly. A’s hands slide down B’s arms to their hands, lacing their fingers together and slowly starting to pull B towards their bedroom. A continues to pepper B with kisses all the while, trailing them down their jaw and neck.

Bleary eyed and sleep ridden, Drake stumbles into the place he knows she’ll be at this late hour. Its almost 1am and his wife is still poring over the logistics for the gala dinner in her study in the same position she’d been in for most of the day. He knows how driven she is, any problem Elizabeth comes across does not fare long under her concentrated focus. 

But he knows better, in this instance at least. He knows the fuss she’ll put up in the morning when he has to drag her out of bed for their breakfast with the Queen mother, he knows she’ll complain ‘Who the hell does breakfast meetings?’ and he knows he’ll answer with a laugh stating the obvious just to annoy her a little more. But Drake also knows that he misses her, his body misses the feeling of hers pressed up against him, misses burying his nose in her soft hair that she keeps to meticulous wash schedule, missing her scent something that would always calm him immediately, misses the sensation of how well she fits into his arms, like they are meant to be. 

Because they are. 

Totally, completely, inexplicably willingly bound together in a way that mere words could never capture. And that is why he slips into her study, making ample noise so not to scare her as he comes up behind her desk chair. Her hair is in a bun - her working-hard hairstyle, he’s come to realise - exposing the back of her neck just enough to tempt him to caress the soft skin there with his calloused fingers, drawing a breath from her as her skin tingles, responding immediately to his touch. He runs a thumb over the tiny population of baby hair that fringes on the edge of her hairline, grateful that only he gets to touch her like this, that there are some places of her that only he knows, having spent countless hours exploring every curve of her body. 

‘Come to bed.’ 

His voice is a soft gravelly whisper, eyes barely open, hands tracing a familiar path over her shoulders as he leans down to follow the trail with his lips. The strap of her tank top falls down the graceful arc of her arm, leaving the area bare for the smallest second before he covers it with his mouth. 

‘Come to bed.’ Drake repeats, between slow lazy kisses designed intently to breaking her focus and bring her back to him. Elizabeth hums in vague agreement - that intense focus hasn’t been beaten yet - and he allows the days stubble to drag across her skin as he works his way up her neck. 

She gasps a little, her concentration crumbling under his touch as does the will to stay away and finish just this one last thing like the same empty promise she made to him hours ago. His long fingers slide down her arms, moving over her tanned skin as he finds the sweet spot behind her ear and the secret to his success.As she moans, he smirks a little, gently tugging the pen out of her hand and lacing his fingers through her manicured ones, once again marvelling at how every part of her seemed to compliment every part of him. 

‘Come to bed.’ 

At this she leans back into his touch and he knows he’s won now. Her tank top slides further down her body revealing the top of her breast and ordinarily he’d have no qualms of kindly relieving her of it and the rest of her clothing but not tonight. He knows she needs her rest and if he pursued his previous line of thought they’d be doing the exact opposite. They’ll have time for that another time. Tonight is the night for gathering her up into his arms and holding her like the treasure she is, pulling her in close and trying to ignore the gentle tickling sensation of her long hair that inevitably would end up in his face over the night: a minor grievance for the reward of being able to do this. He gives her arms a soft but meaningful pull and she must be more tired than she lets on because she stands with less effort than he thought would take to convince her. 

 Dropping a kiss on her head, Drake wraps his arms around her middle, feeling Elizabeth’s body already relaxing into his and he guides them in an awkward shuffle up the stairs and down the long corridor to their bedroom, each stumbling step punctuated with kisses across her neck and jaw until they finally reach their destination and tumble into bed together, his mission accomplished when he pulls her into his arms and he spend his last waking moments that night savouring the sensation of her warm figure pressed against his. 

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Goodbye kisses: Lingering and hard for longer times apart. Ones that curve A’s body against B’s and cause hands to splay against backs. Or short pecks, maybe not even completely on the mouth for short trips to the grocery store.

(Can we take a moment to appreciate how adorable Sonam looks in this gif! Its one of my favs of her and the cutest thing I’ve seen, thats something I picture Liz doing ahh)

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‘Wallet, yep, phone, yep,’ Drake mumbled to himself absentmindedly as he stood in the doorway of the Atlantean mansion before a full day of meetings at the palace. Standing in the open doorway, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was missing something, something very important as he patted himself down, trying desperately to remember.

‘Looking for these?’ 

He whirled around to find his wife Elizabeth leaning against the wall, wrapped in her dressing gown, eyes still bleary from sleep, twirling his keys around her finger. He sighed in relief, rushing over wondering what in the world he’d do without this amazing woman in his life. 

‘Liz, oh god what would I do without you!’ He repeated out loud, reaching down to give her an exuberant kiss on the cheek. ’Sorry for waking you.’ 

He felt a little guilty at that his disorganisation had caused her to get up from bed after a long night before. The gala dinner she’d been agonising over for the last few weeks had been last night and Elizabeth had offered to stay back and help clean up while a guilty and equally tired Drake opted to bow out early for some well needed rest. She giggled a little when he kissed her, holding his keys slightly out of his reach to get his attention. 

‘I think you forgot the most important thing of all Mr Walker,’ she teased, pursing her lips in a very obvious gesture for a kiss. He arched a playful eyebrow at her. 

‘Oh I fulfilled that duty alright Mrs Walker. You were just too dead to the world to notice.’ 

Still he indulged her, unable to resist how adorably cute she looked, waiting for his lips to descend down on hers. The kiss was much too swift and chaste for his liking but Drake was very aware of the time, knowing that out of the thirty minutes he needed to get to the palace for this morning’s meeting, more than twenty of them would be lost if he caved into giving her a thorough goodbye. He also knew Elizabeth would probably want to go back to bed for a sleep in on her day off: she may be the Duchess of Atlanta but there were few things she liked more than sleep. 

‘Mmm,’ she hummed, eyes closed, her tongue running softly over her lower lip, tasting him on her. ‘Yeah I’m beginning to get a vague inkling but I think you’re gonna have to jog my memory a little bit more.’

Drake gave her another soft kiss, this one not quite making her mouth. ‘How’s that?’ 

Elizabeth screwed up her face in mock thought, her arms sneaking up to wind themselves loosely around his neck. ‘A little better but I’m going to need you to do that again to be sure.’ 

He obliged, knowing resistance was futile and that his wife would always somehow end up getting her way. He didn’t mind though because kissing her was one of his favourite things to do. This time he let the kiss linger a little longer, one hand coming up to her waist while the other still grasped his keys, a reminder of the ticking time. Elizabeth responded eagerly, earnestly pulling him closer, her hands splaying across his broad back as she deepened the kiss. Drake moaned a little, his inner sense of timing urging him that he had to leave to not be caught in the morning traffic but his wife didn’t seem to have any place to let him go anytime soon.  

Pulling away slightly, he placed another tentative kiss on her cheek. ‘Elizabeth…’ 

Her eyes were still closed and she screwed them up even tighter. ‘Don’t say it, don’t say it.’

‘I hate to say it.’

‘Then don’t.’

‘But I have to leave. I’ve got that meeting with Liam and that delegation remember?’ He ran his thumb affectionately over her jaw.

‘Fine.’ She huffed, dropping her arms from around his body and Drake immediately felt cold at the lack of her warmth but he knew he had to go. 

‘I’ll be back by five, six latest,’ he promised, kissing her on the cheek. 

Elizabeth wrapped dressing gown and leaned back against the wall assuming the position he’d found her in. ‘Hurry home marshmallow,’ she winked in what was supposed to be seductively but came across as adorable in her sleepy state. ‘There may or may not be a surprise waiting for you when you get back.’ 

Drake groaned, pausing in the doorway. ‘Temptress.’

‘Glad you caught on,’ she smirked. ‘Can I have one last kiss?’

He sighed in mock annoyance but recovered the distance he’d put between them. ‘I hope you know the morning traffic I’m risking by this.'

He couldn’t help but pull her into another deep kiss, long and lingering, relishing in the feeling of her soft lips on his before spending a whole day apart from her. He hadn’t even left yet and he was already wishing he’d be home.. 

‘I’ll see you at five,’ he promised, dropping another kiss onto her forehead. ‘I love you.’

‘I love you too.’

Although it tore him apart to leave her, Drake finally closed the door behind him and jogged to his Jeep. Just as he got in, his phone buzzed with a text from Liam saying that the delegates had requested to reschedule for tomorrow. In a flash he was out of the truck and throwing the manor door open. Elizabeth had obviously been making her way back upstairs and he ran up behind her, scooping her up into his arms and planting a kiss on the side of her neck. 

‘What happened to your meeting?’ she asked confusedly when he set her down and spun her around to face him. 

‘They cancelled,’ he replied, too busy tugging his tie off before hoisting her up into his arms. ‘Now I’ve got time to give you a proper goodbye.' 

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[spacerhapsody]

TOP 10 characters :D

(You are the best! :D)

I’ve decided to go with the ones that are some kind of all-time favourites because otherwise I wouldn’t even know where to start. So, here we go, in no particular order, because that would just be cruel:

James Flint (Black Sails) Listen, I’d follow this man into battle, into ruin, and probably even into hell, he’s such a great character, there is so much, so much pain, anger, emotions, and yet still all that softness underneath. He killed a man with his bare hands in the very first episode and yet I just knew. That’s him, that’s the one. Also, starting a war on England because England was a homophobic asshole? Your fav could never.

Julio Richter/Rictor (Marvel)X-Factor Investigations was the series that got me into comics (in hindsight a questioable decision on its own, but w/e), so maybe that’s part of the reason why he’ll always have a special place in my heart, but I just love everything about him, from his ridiculous fashion sense to the years he spent so deep in the closet he was basically in Narnia. Also, the way his depression gets handled still breaks me every time. Also², Rictor/Shatterstar is possibly one of the best things Marvel ever created (OTP: It can only be you.

Ronan Lynch (The Raven Cycle)Oh my god, Ronan. Who appears to be so sharp, acts like the badass troublemaker, and is just so angry so often, but actually took a baby raven out of his dreams, dreamt up a baby brother who’s all sunshine and happiness, whose softness somehow can’t even be taken away by the darkest things and places, and who just loves the few people he cares about so goddamn much, how could I not love him?Also, because I still remember the discussion about this, he was clearly written as gay from the very beginning, but in the most hilarious way. (Comparing Blue’s dress to a lampshape, and then “Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one. Ronan wasn’t a fan of lamps.“? ICONIC. Also “I’m always straight.” - “Oh man, that’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told.”)

Percy Weasley (Harry Potter)Probably the most controversial of them all on Tumblr, but you can pry my love for Percy from my cold, dead hands. I’ve ranted about this a lot, but let me rant just about this one thing again: When it comes down to it, he doesn’t really fit into his family who are all loud and chaotic, when he’s just… not. And it’s not even like they have nothing in common, it’s just that nobody makes an effort to really understand him or to really get to know him, this frustrates me to no end, okay, because there are so many layers there and I love all of them so much!

Donna Noble (Doctor Who)DONNAAAAAA! Of all the characters who deserved so much better, she’s really reduced me to screaming her name into the void every time I see something about her/think about her, because SHE DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER, she deserved the universe, and she deserved to remember it. Also, she’s probably my favourite companion of all time because her dynamic with Ten is hands down the best (”You’re not mating with me, sunshine.”). She takes no shit from him, but it’s not like she’s harsh or anything, she’s got so much compassion, and she managed to be awesome without having a special connection to the Doctor or some ~mystery~ about her to solve.

Daisuke Motomiya (Digimon)Light of my life, miracle child of mine! He gets so much shit in and out of universe, with everyone thinking he’s just an idiot, but he is so brave, so optimistic despite the way almost everyone treats him and everything happening to him and his friends, so full of love. I’ve said it again and again, but the world truly would be a better place with more people like him, and everyone’s life would be so much better with a friend like him.

Alex Drake (Ashes to Ashes)I’ve mentioned her actress in the reply to that last ask, and obviously all of her outfits and hairstyles are such a “do I want to be you or do I want to be with you” mood, it’s the best/worst (I am weak for the 80s, I never stood a chance).But also, she’s such a good lead and character! I was super sceptical after Life on Mars because I thought nobody could be as interesting as Sam Tyler in a setting like this, but I think she totally beat him in personality and chemistry with Gene hunt, and that’s gotta say something.

Sirius Black (Harry Potter)Okay, I tried to include only one character per fandom, but Sirius Black has been one of the first characters I’ve ever been kind of obsessed with (I remember drawing sketches in my homework planner of me going after Bellatrix Lestrange for killing him, this feels like a lifetime ago), and I feel like the older I get, the more – and deeper – reasons to love him I find.I mean, he’s already got bonus points for the cool hair, leather jacket and motorcycle stuff (plus, he’s like 100% gay, fight me JKR), but he’s also a fucking mess. Even before Azkaban, but both that and the way he grew up and then walked away from his family probably bring out his flaws even more, and it’s great, because all of this makes him such an interesting character.

Zuko (Avatar: The Last Airbender)How often can you cry over the same character arc? Because is2g, I do every single time, it’s just so well done. In terms of redemption arcs, it set the bar so fucking high that I don’t think I’ve seen anything ever since that came close.And, I mean. He’s got all that angst from his history with his father and Azula and the path that sent him on, there’s so much growth that I could talk about that alone for ages, but he’s also just so awkward and such a goddamn idiot, it’s so perfect.

Tonda (Krabat)This one might seem a bit out of place (does anyone even know this book?) but 11-year-old me fell in love with him when we were reading this book at school, and the rest is history. I’ve been rereading it a few times over the last 20 years because I still love it and somehow always find new things to fall in love with, but what always stays the same is my love for Tonda. His story still kind of breaks my heart, and his friendship with Krabat probably even more. Characters who’ve been through so much but still are caring and want to protect their friends? GOD, YES.

[katzuyas]

it’s that time of the year again when I make a full list of fics I posted in the previous 12 months, so get some good tea and a snack bc there’s a crapton of fics for you to enjoy!

total number of fics published: 75

word count: around 410k

last year I had about 175k words in 95 fics, so holy fucking sheet was I on crack this year or what??? that’s over double the word count o.O I have definitely chilled down on the number of fics but I didn’t do that on the wordcount, did I? // cold sweats HOW AM I GOING TO BEAT THAT YTDCJHYVUB

if you’re curious as to what all I wrote this past year, take a peek below!

the list below follows a pattern like this:

title[*]

fandom: pairing: words: summary:

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the asterisk [*] after the title means it’s one of my personal fav fics, so if you haven’t read those, pls do!

J A N U A R Y

2018

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1065 summary:

"To 2018," Mila says, raising her glass. "May it be even gayer than 2017!"

...Yuuri and Victor, as always, do not disappoint.

tumblr | ao3

learn it by heart

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1129 summary:

"But, really." Yuuri turns to Victor, handing him a bag of potatoes. "Do I look like a girl?"

tumblr | ao3

a year can make a big difference

fandom: ace of diamond pairing:  miyusawa words: 2334 summary:

"Allow this Sawamura Eijun to bestow his invaluable experiences onto you." How can Kazuya say no?

tumblr | ao3

lisitsa

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 2696 summary:

#WorldFigure #figureskating #worldchampion #goldenboy #coachsoproud #fiancesoproud #isnthejustbeautiful #canwegetmarriednowpls

tumblr | ao3

when I’m next to you I’m home

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 7850

oneshots written for @domesticvictuuriweek

day 1: mischief | tumblr | ao3

day 2: cooking | tumblr | ao3

day 3: alone time | ao3

day 4: cuddles | tumblr | ao3

day 5: rain | tumblr | ao3

day 6: closeness | tumblr | ao3

day 7: free | tumblr | ao3

F E B R U A R Y

to get back to you (I’ll live a thousand lives)[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 17545 summary:

What starts as an innocent journey to find inspiration becomes a fight for love that lasts through the centuries, but in the end there is nothing that can stop Victor from coming back to Yuuri. Not even the curse of eternal rebirth.

written for @victuuri-week and @yoimythologyweek

day 1: historical | tumblr | ao3

day 2: promises | tumblr | ao3

day 3: inspiration | tumblr | ao3

day 4: free | tumblr | ao3

day 5: fantasy & icarus | tumblr | ao3

day 6: sci-fi & norse mythology | tumblr | ao3

day 7: journeys & reincarnation | tumblr | ao3

day 8: soulmates & free | tumblr | ao3

day 9: star-crossed lovers | tumblr | ao3

day 10: magical creatures | tumblr | ao3

day 11: eros and psyche | tumblr | ao3

the end | tumblr | ao3

carry on, darling, we were built to last

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1251 summary:

Valentine's Day can only be celebrated in style.

tumblr | ao3

a black heart of gold[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 67471 summary:

Victor Nikiforov, aka Grand Prix, knows that he's Yakov's most skilled hitman. That's just a fact and he isn't in the habit of arguing with facts. He also knows that he's the only one Yakov trusts, period. In this case though, he's the only one Yakov can rely on to take care of the elusive sniper Eros, who kills Yakov's henchmen left and right. What Victor doesn't know, however, is that Eros' little vendetta is not a matter of coincidence, but pure premeditation, and thus... he falls into a trap that a rookie like Little Fairy could see from a mile away. He falls in lust. And then in love. The fool.

tumblr | ao3

M A R C H

lighter, better, fuller

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1789 summary:

St. Petersburg might not be what Yuuri imagined, but anywhere he goes is a good place as long as Victor's by his side.

written for the @heartbeatszine

tumblr | ao3

Everlasting

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 3668 summary:

When his mother falls ill and only a special flower can save her, Yuuri takes it onto himself to travel to the Garden of Everlasting to find it. What he finds, though, is more than just the flower.

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dazzle me with gold[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 146465 summary:

Everyone knows who Victor Nikiforov is.

Even shepherds and beggars, even children of such.

So when Yuuri’s hunting trip takes him almost to the other side of the forest and he’s caught by men with the flaming sun insignia embossed in the gold of their breastplates, Yuuri knows who he is being dragged to meet. He just doesn’t know why.

tumblr fic tag | ao3

M A Y

what living feels like

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1741 summary:

"What do you say, Makka?" Victor asks, stroking one of Makkachin's ears. "Think you can share?" 

written for kamome: @softviktorzine

tumblr | ao3

J U L Y

together, we’re golden[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1548 summary:

"You did it, Yuuri," Victor says and squeezes Yuuri's now limp hand. His cheeks hurt from how hard he grins.

written for the born to shine @yuurizine

tumblr | ao3

@wewritevictuuri‘s autoteles week

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 5306

day 1: relationships | tumblr

day 2: nature | tumblr

day 3: missing moments | tumblr

day 4: the arts | tumblr

day 6: fantasy | tumblr

A U G U S T

on your sweet temples (a crown of love)

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 10946 summary:

When Victor and Ivan's father dies, he leaves Victor to a life of pain with only one thing to bring a semblance of happiness to his dreary days – a charmed pot of pinks that, unknown to anyone else, is much more than it seems to be at first glance.

written together with the amazing @saniika

tumblr | ao3

S E P T E M B E R

pulchritudinous

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1868 summary:

adj used of persons only; having great physical beauty “pulchritudinous movie stars”

Synonyms: beautiful delighting the senses or exciting intellectual or emotional admiration

tumblr | ao3

O C T O B E R

thread your needle through my heart (and stitch us into one)

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 8258 summary:

"I don't do fashion. I am fashion." —Coco Chanel

oneshots from the modus vivendi au written for @yurionrunway

day 1: fashion stylists | tumblr | ao3

day 2: costumes | tumblr | ao3

day 3: footwear | tumblr | ao3

day 4: subcultures of fashion | tumblr | ao3

day 5: past fashion | tumblr | ao3

day 6: gender role subversion | tumblr | ao3

day 7: creativity | tumblr | ao3

N O V E M B E R

draped in your love, I breathe[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 92856 summary:

When Phichit Chulanont, the best friend, main model, and face of Yuuri's brand of designer fashion wear decides to branch out a little, Yuuri is more than supportive. It is purely on accident that the man whom Yuuri admires (more like crushes on to the max but will die if you tease him about it), the famous Victor Nikiforov, is holding a casting for his next runway show, and since Yuuri is a good friend, he can't let Phichit go alone, now can he? Little do they both know that they're going into a meeting that will change all of their lives. For better or for worse.

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D E C E M B E R

drabbles written for @vityaweek​

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 5383

day 1: confessions | tumblr

day 2: favourite au | tumblr

day 4: hairstyle | tumblr

day 5: mythology au | tumblr

day 6: his grace, royalty au | tumblr

day 7: home | tumblr

red, for love triumphant[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 12088 summary:

Everything happens as we know it. Everything stays the same. Except one little detail: ever since the Junior Worlds, every time he wins, Victor gets a single rose in his fanmail.

tumblr | ao3

miscellaneous random writes: 19893

june 30

july 2

july 9

july 12

july 14

july 14

july 15

july 29

july 29

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[chibivesicle]

into the Ogata fray

Hello Golden Kamuy peeps on tumblr, I’m toeing into the fray in regards to the most talked about character (in my humble opinion) Ogata. Apologies this is a bit long but whatever.

As work is about to get a lot busier in about a week, I figured I gotta do this now or never so here goes nothing.  Also, I’d love to thank the peeps who have been having a great dialogue on this already I’m looking at #hundredogatas and #goldenkamuyhunting for some great analyses.

I already posted some of my comments over on Mangadex in regards to chapter 165, Flag Bearer, trying to wrap my head around Ogata’s motivations and his role in the series.

I’ve really taken to the idea that Ogata is a fundamentally hurt character who has been hurting for so long that he doesn’t even know it anymore.  He had normalized his “abnormal” feelings.  As a result of his normalization to this he became in a ways “dead” to a lot of things, I agree with many others that he does have feelings but he keeps them buried deep down for the most part and the occasionally bubble to the surface.

The first instance of his feelings/humanity bubbling up are quite early on.  Others have already highlighted he did not kill Huci or Osoma when going after Tanigaki.  He is quite clear that he does not believe in unnecessary violence or actions.  The second time this pops up is in the showdown in Barato.  He saves Shinpei the gangster son and even though he calls him a weakling he is the one who allows him to be free of his meddling parents and move off on his home.  Yes, he’s drawn as a tough character but you see no malice or meanness in his expression, just a straight up explanation that he doesn’t like people who lack action or volition.  I felt he was just making a very firm point.

Throughout the series, I’ve always read Ogata as an individual who views himself as a self made man.  He rose to his position as a Superior Private through skill and hard work and in part by not making too many waves.  He highly values individuals who take control of their lives and their actions and have some sort of purpose; the people he dislikes the most are those who rose by family/title/rank which is obviously due to his horrible childhood/father issues that left him realizing that the concept of noble blood is pointless, especially given the fact that his own father made terrible military decisions. 

I feel that Noda-sensei likes to have his humanity bubble up occasionally and Asirpa will be the character who pulls it back to the surface due to her parallels with his brother.

As he is an astute observer of his surroundings and what we know of Lt. Tsurumi’s ability to manipulate people for his best outcomes I hypothesize that he recognized the “deadness” in Ogata and wanted to groom him to be the elite dirty deeds man of his select group from the 7th.  Tsurumi just keep pushing him further, first trying to get at him through his brother and then to assassinate his father.  Tsurumi thought he had groomed the ultimate stealth man for his future jobs.  These two parts of pages from ch. 165 just really highlight how “checked out” he was as a sniper in the trenches.  You could almost hear Ogata’s internal dialogue as “another day, another kill, another paycheck”.

This entire scene is so sterile, he takes his sniping very seriously but he’s so distant that he’s in his no emotion zone.

When ch. 165 gives the flashback with him and his brother discussing their roles on the battlefield and how he can’t get his hands dirty for the sake of his honor and their own father’s crazy ideas, I still feel torn on the situation.  I agree that Ogata’s brother loved and valued him as a human being and as he observed his brother closely (in the revised ch. 103) he did see that his brother had qualities that he lacked.  But I’d be as pissed as I’m guessing Ogata was at how hypocritical this point was to him.  It was almost as though it was egging him on to “go ahead and shoot” just to beat his brother in a philosophical argument to get back at their father. 

While trying to put things in chronological order, I feel that Ogata reached his breaking point with Tsurumi’s manipulation of him after he killed his father.

Here we have him thinking maybe shooting my brother might be a bad idea but i’m still hesitating just sooooo slightly with that just slightly less dead look . . .

to his oh you smooth talking bastard fake smile.  Granted this is from the original ch. 103, but I think it really gets the point across that he knows he’s been played and he’s hyper aware of the power Tsurumi wields over others.

I take it from this point on his goals began to differ and lead to him deserting.  I think it took a long time for him to feel confident that he could leave.  It was clear he at one point did feel intimidated by the power Tsurumi had over him based on how awkward his body language with Tsurumi was in ch. 164.  He’s totally informal when he’s sitting 99.9% of the time, yet he sits in seiza and buttons up his uniform. 

Here is his more informal, I’m totally hogging the heater while observing everyone around me/listening to Tanigaki’s story.

After he leaves the hospital he is now in his “liberated” form which is shown by his longer hair.  According to Noda-sensei in questions from readers in Young Jump that were translated by the peeps over at Kamuy Central, Ogata grew his hair out as he had become liberated.  What he was liberated from was unclear but it was a physical sign that he had changed somehow.  It is clear that his character has a beef with the military hierarchy and how many men died to poor decisions - which we later learn were his father’s to an extent.  This is early on when he’s discussing the type 30 rifle while sniping Tanigaki and how he continues to disagree with the whole “noble blood” line repeated by Tsurumi and backed by Koito to an extent.  With his new hairstyle he definitely expresses himself more to the other characters while he maintains his distance.

His immediate interaction with Hijikata is both pay attention to me and praise me (shooting the watchtower bell/skin on his head) but also, I’m gonna push you and sass you with my confidence b/c I know things.  Plus, he immediately makes a cutting remark about “what happens to your subordinates?”  If he were totally dead on the inside or missing his humanity he wouldn’t ask about the little guys being lead by Hijikata.  Again, I think this hints at his dislike of unnecessary violence.

We know he has issues with crappy fathers/poor leaders of people.  The angry screentones not only when Hijikata cuts off Asirpa from speaking but how he’s like she was about to say my father . . .

As a keen observer of people, he’s looking out for leadership qualities either actively or maybe even passively.  I’d like to make a really big leap for a minute and point out the cover to ch. 71

This cover has a quote from Matthew and features Tsurumi as the false prophet with Tsukishima and Nikaido.  Note that in the “Last Supper” scene here (ch. 81)

Ogata is in the place of Matthew.  If we go with the Asirpa is Jesus hypothesis, saving men with dark pasts to redeem themselves than I don’t think Noda-sensei just picked a quote from Matthew at random. Keep in mind Kiro is Judas, Sugimoto is Peter and Shirashi is John. Also remember that Matthew was a tax collector and not trusted or accepted by others but Asirpa clearly cares about him through the series. This leaves Ogata as the only person to argue against Tsurumi based on his shootout with Tsukishima in the taxidermists place as shown here

He is clearly telling Tsukishima that Tsurumi used these sentimental things to get men to follow him and dedicate themselves to his cause.  We learn much later that there is no way his motivations are based on surpassing his father - that was always a line Tsurumi told others but he does admit the he never knew what Ogata was thinking.

Anyhoo that was my really far reach, but getting back to his idea to keep his distance from people but ultimately wants to be loved aspect.  I’d state that Ogata hides some of his feelings towards others through is constant jests or teasing, despite having a hard time accepting that Tanigaki didn’t kill his comrades (who he def cared about a lot, which seems out of character at first) he gave Tanigaki the nickname “bear cub” and it stuck with others calling him that.  He also snarked at Tanigaki that if he wanted his nose cut off so badly he could do it for him.  I don’t think he meant this but it is clear he hides behind is sassy/sarcastic remarks.  As Tanigaki is the most innocent (and most similar to his brother) i’d say this spills over into his first harsh sadistic attitude towards him “beg for my help!” to “the dog did more than you.” to the harsh but in some ways likely true/protective “go back home”.  He says one thing but his actions speak otherwise just like the gangster son back in Barato.

Despite bitching about Sugimoto slowing them down while fleeing the 7th, he lets Asirpa treat him here

He’s being a bit pissy and I love the arms crossed body posture but you can tell he’s just being pushy to make sure they don’t get caught.

My absolute fav scenes of how he keeps his distance are the beach ones here where everyone holds hands and jumps while he watches over them.

Which then highlights him in the background several panels later while Asirpa and Sugimoto talk about beach kamuy etc.

He frequently is shown with his back towards many other group members, which would imply trust to an extent, he expects them not to stab him in the back so to speak.  When he shoots the herd of reindeer he states that they are just like people with one on the lookout - in the groups that he has been a part of he’s the lookout.

He may be alone and isolated but he’s always playing an important protective role towards others.  I’m not sure to what extent he realizes that he does this but he’s almost always drawn looking back while others are looking forward or looking the opposite direction of the rest observing everything.  He def is a protector of others, especially those who cannot fully protect themselves.

Ever since the beginning of the series we’ve know most character’s motivations for the gold but his remains a complete mystery.  Another tumblr post mentioned it could be the geisha debt that his mom had that he inherited, which makes sense to me, but really we still don’t know why he even joined the military. Being a solider wasn’t going to be enough at the rank of a superior private to pay off that debt . . . . I want that question answered for me - yes, it was clear he was a sharpshooter from a young age but he clearly could have been a successful hunter instead of a solider.  I hope we get answers to this in the manga.

As others have stated, since he was the only character to really respect Asirpa from the get go other than Sugimoto and that they are clear foils of how different people deal with PTSD, our current story arc will hopefully work in how Asirpa will save him by treating him like a real human being and in return he will protect her from older men/the establishment from using her.  For most of the series Ogata and Kiro were separated and we know that he knows more about Kiro than Kiro likely realizes.  The benefit of being a quiet introvert means a lot of the characters don’t notice him or read him as well as they could.

These recent panels highlight how he actually gets Shirashi and Asirpa to realize something is off and it likely has to do with Kiro.  I love how he gets Asirpa to realize they were being targeted for a reason and that stressed out look on Kiro’s face is so perfect.

Ogata knew that both Tsurumi and Hijikata knew of the links to the partisans in the far east and that Wilk and Kiro were linked.  He just needed to clue in the nicer party members to this fact.  He had to betry Sugimoto to get close to Kiro for him to play his hand.  He’ll protect Asirpa b/c that’s what he does.

I could go onto some other points but I should stop here.  Phew.  I think I could leave those for later posts.  Like how he shows affection through teasing ALL the TIME.

[sunflowerstrays]

cut short // yoon dowoon

anon requested this:

first of all, thank you so much for your lovely comment - one of your faves?? that's just made my year ❤️ secondly I know it's a tad short again but I think if I wrote anymore it would just ruin it and ugh I'm so soft for dowoon fluff I would have written forever and that would not have been good! enjoy~

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hey! i noticed you requests are open and i wanna take advantage of it while one of my fav bloggers is open!! CAn i request for a day6 dowoon scenario of his girlfriend cutting her hair shoulder length without telling him and his initial reaction is shocked and she gets upset and offended?

You sit and play with your freshly cut hair, anxiously waiting for Dowoon to come home from band practise today. You know that the whole group is coming over for movie night, also known as a reason for Dowoon and you to let your lovely little apartment become a huge fort for a bunch of grown men and their pizza. Usually you look forward to these nights, but tonight has you left with a pit of worry in your stomach.

What if Dowoon hates your new hair length?

Logically, you know that you shouldn’t care about what he thinks because after all, it is your body and you can treat it as you want. Similarly, if he really loved you like he says he does, he wouldn’t care at all - love is about more than one’s appearance, and therefore he ought not to care.

But you still can’t help but worry - the last time you had your dark hair dyed into an ombre he freaked out at the change, but got over it eventually because he knew how happy it had made you. Yet this time you fear he is going to hate it; Dowoon does frequently say how he loves your thick, long hair and that his favourite thing to do of a night when you lay together is to play with it. Now that it is choppy and short that won’t be nearly as easy for him anymore, and you know that he may take offence to that.

Dowoon texts you to say that the boys are downstairs and heading up. As you step from your bedroom to the main area of your small apartment, you glance in the mirror one more time. All the blonde dye has gone, leaving a healthy and short cut in its wake - you could not be happier with how the hair turned out, but that’s only half the battle.

You hear the boy’s way before you see them - Sungjin and Wonpil are loudly bickering about which movie they want to watch before they’ve even made it out of the elevator, and when they are all hammering on your door, you feel like you could throw up. Somehow you manage to keep your stomach in check and not throw up on their shoes as the boys all pull you into a hug and greet you in their overly enthusiastic ways.

Sungjin and Jae are the first to notice your hair as you step back, exclaiming how much they love the new style, and Brian ruffles your hair as he walks past, commenting on how the length suits you so much more.

Dowoon just hangs in the doorway for a second, really staring at your hair and wondering where on earth it has all gone. You feel a crushing sense of sadness coming from him, and feel like you’ve somehow disappointed him in all of your excitement at a change.

“Where’s it all gone?” Is the first thing he says, completely different from what his band mates had said with their lovely compliments as they had walked past. Dowoon steps into the apartment and shuts the door behind him, opening his jaw to say something else before shutting it tightly and shaking his head.

“I wanted a change. Is that too much to ask?” You ask back, snapping more than you intended to - but it was understandable, seeing as he had offended you unintentionally.

Wonpil is the first to notice the tense atmosphere between you two, and steps over to wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you away. Your shoulders shake with upset and anger, because all in all, it’s your body and you can do what you want with it.

Dragging you into your small kitchen, Wonpil sits you down at the table where you decided to cut your hair all off and puts his hands over yours. You feel your eyes finally feel with tears, the anger at Dowoon quickly melting into just sadness - for him to react like that really has upset you, because you thought that you meant more to him that just appearance.

“He’s probably just in shock, Y/N,” Wonpil says softly, his voice calming your nerves that are running on electricity. “It’s scary to see such change in someone that you love. Remember when you came home one day and had dyed your hair, and he had not expected it all? Guess what he still did? Fall in love with it.”

“He didn’t have to look so disgusted by it though,” you sigh, running your hands through your short hair and regretting all the choices you had made today. Dowoon was indirectly right anyway - the hair probably didn’t suit you anyway.

“That was just an accident, Y/N,” Brian says, strolling into the kitchen and crouching down beside you. He smiles sadly when he sees your glossy eyes. “The human brain is very hard to control, and emotions are like a fight or flight response. He probably couldn’t help his shock, and you just interpreted it as disgust.”

“I for one think you look especially beautiful,” Wonpil carries on, squeezing your hands and giving you a smile bright enough to light the entirety of Korea. “Besides, it’ll grow on Dowoon - he loves you too much to let this get the better of him.”

“Wonpil is definitely right there,” Brian smiles at you, squeezing your knee and grinning at you. “We all wish we had someone who loved you as much as Dowoon does - you are very lucky.”

You smile at the boys, hearing Jae questioning all of Dowoon's life choices as Sungjin lectures him on how to react to your girlfriend’s new hair. Laughing you can't help but feel bad for your partner; he probably doesn't deserve the slander that he's receiving from his best friends. Despite this you can't help but quickly turn your joy for your new hair into hatred for it.

“Okay okay - I don't hate it! I was completely shocked, and I'm going to miss it, but that doesn't mean I hate it!” Dowoon exclaims, his voice filtering through the whole apartment. Wonpil and Brian laugh loudly, and you can't help but smile at the hopelessness in his voice. Deciding that the smile on your face must be good news, Brian and Wonpil stand from their positions and leave the kitchen, Jae shoving Dowoon into the kitchen and shutting the door behind him.

Dowoon sits down opposite you and immediately starts apologising, knowing that he's clearly upset and offended you. You blink away the tears and stare at the table, still not sure if he's just saying it so he hasn't offended you.

“Look, I didn’t mean to react like I did. I was so shocked - we all know that your hair is my favourite physical thing about you and to see it all gone was like losing my arm; I wasn’t expecting it. But that does not mean in any way that I hate your new length,” he says, reaching for your hands and squeezing them. “I think you look equally as beautiful, if not more. You looked so much happier with it, and if it makes you happy, then I know I’m going to love it.”

You smile at Dowoon, thankful to hear this. His reaction was simultaneously what you was fearing and hoping for at the same time. In response he leans over the table and kisses you gently, nudging your nose with his before grinning.

“Besides, I didn’t realise you could pull off every hairstyle known to man. Just don’t show up tomorrow with a different colour, or I might have a heart attack,” Dowoon says, leaning back to clutch his heart and making you laugh with his goofy behaviour.

When the two of you walk hand in hand to the living room, Dowoon’s four best friends cheer him on and look very pleased that you aren’t actually arguing over the length of your hair. Dowoon pulls you on to his lap when he sits on the sofa, leaving enough space so Sungjin doesn’t have to reside to the beanbag again.

As the movie plays and the pizza is ordered, you can tell that Dowoon is quickly falling in love with your new hair. He keeps resting his head on your shoulder, letting the strands tickle his cheek, and when he isn’t doing that he’s curling it between his fingers and giggling to himself like the child he can be.

All that anxiety and upset from earlier melts away each time he presses a kiss to the base of your neck, or giggles as your hair threads through his fingers like water between rocks. You can’t quite believe that he is so comfortable with the lack of hair for him to play with, but it reminds you why you love him so much.

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[sorikkung]

Well it's hard to equally distribute the lines and One and Only You wasn't my time to shine but!!! LOOK IS OUT NOW *dabs* and I look and ofc sound pretty amazing in it, if I can say that about myself. - Double B

you’re so positive omg inspirational…if i got only 4 secs of lines id c R Y lol

YEAH I SAW IT HDSJKSJKSJKSJKSKJJSKJDKSFHJDS hOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOly shIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT……boy you snatched my wig so hard it’s orbiting the sun as we speak. i don’t even have a wig. AND THAT SNEAKY DAB IN THE CHOREO HDSJKSKSJ okay but like ?? the song??? was so??? refreshing??? and??? rejuvenating??? I FUCKING LOVED IT??? 

okay im going on a ramble fIRST OF ALL the instrumental was absolutely gorgeous to the ears, bless leader jaebum and his producing/composing what a bloody legend that man i could go on about it for AGES. the weird glitch noises in the chorus, the weird bridges after each chorus that sounded like a bridge but it happened like after every chorus and was used to end the song i was so confused??? BUT IT SOUNDED SO GOOD????

and the VOCALS UGH like usual, the vocals went straight to my heart i felt so many feelings but your part made me sPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST B O I i’m so used to your rapping/singing being more towards the high pitched side (not quite as high as yugyeom but you know what i mean) bc that used to be your natural voice back during fetus era lololol but like you definitely grew out of it but it was still higher compared to like, mark or jackson, or jinyoung? it was your style yknow like double b. BUT THEN. YOU JUST DID THAT. your voice was all low and like dragged out thIS BITCH FUCKING LOST HER SHIT OKAY i am literally so far from being okay right now oh my god it was one of the hottest things ive ever heard i had to replay in like at least five times. i want that verse tattooed on my face. not to mention i thought that verse would be your only lines in the song but bless, you actually have lines im gonna cry what an era mark’s voice also set me on fire and jackson’s threw me into space but yours flung me into the sun

VISUALS. VISUALS!!! CAN WE TALK ABOUT VISUALS I FUCKIGN NUTTED not just was the cinematography and camerawork amazing and i swear i was fangirling over the sets so much bc they were so aesthetic??? the colours??? the sunsets??? skies in general??? every shot was screencap worth iSTG BUT ALSO!!! MODEL7, VISUAL7, YOU FUCKING NAME IT YALL JUST SAID FUCK YOU TO EVER MODEL EVER THEYRE LOSING THEIR JOBS AS WE SPEAK there was not a single tragic look this era NOT EVEN JAEBUMS MULLET which i despised at first but boy has it grown on me, its still not my fav but damn he can rock it better than i thought and like blond mark is back can you bELIEVE in a leather jacket too???? running his hands through his hair like its no-ones business??? i DIED and and!! youngjae’s hair omfg my precious sunshine baby with amazing vocals ??? god im so emOtional and the wAY YUGYEOM LOOKED AT THE CAMERA DURING HIS PART!! MY HEART WENT BADUMP BADUMP!!! jinyoungs vocals at the start too and him leading the choreography i lOVE THE LEG THINGY THING oh and jaCKSONS VERSE WAS LIKE AMAZING I LOVE JACKSONS VOICE AND HIS SET WAS SO PRETTY TOO AND HIS OUTFIT REMINDED ME OF OKAY??? AND THAT LOOK ON HIS FACE PLS TELL HIM TO STOP

ofc i have to put the best till last, bambam your fucking visuals had my ass on the fLOOR YOU BROUGHT BACK THE BLUE CONTACTS AHHHH I LOVE THEM and like im still upset that you dont have black hair anymore bc that was my fav but I LOVE THE RED AND!!! THE HAIRSTYLING TOO!!! SUITS YOU SO WELL and your expressions hdfkjksdDSHDSKJKJ THAT LIL SMILE WHEN YOU WERE SNIFFING THE ROSE???? IM DEAD!!! literally at that small clip i deadass screamed THE INTENSE LOOK WHEN IT WAS ON FIRE and so was i??? IM DEAD!!! AND DONT THINK I DIDNT NOTICE ALL THOSE CUTE LITTLE SMILES DURING THE CHOREO AND YOUR VERSES THAT YOU COULDNT HELP BUT DOING. IM SO SOFT OH MY GOD. BUT ALSO YOU JUST LOOKED HELLA FINE IN GENERAL I LOVE ME A WHOLE ASS VISUAL

dont even get me S T A R T ED on the other songs in the album oh my god this album was so good not a single track let me down. istg these b-side tracks of yours only got better and better with each album, i must confess there were a lot of b-sides from earlier albums that took a long time to grow on me and i still see them as mediocre, but theyve improved a shitton ever since the flight flog trilogy where they just kept getting better and better and 7for7′s b-sides were amazing and these ones too like i think its bc now jyp is actually letting you guys make your own music I LOVE HEARING YOUR SOUNDS!!! YOUR INDIVIDUAL SOUND!! YOURE ALL SO UNIQUE AND PRECIOUS AND AMAZING AND I WANT TO JUMP OFF A BRIDGE.

thank you for both completing and ending my existence, this has been a rant. honestly bams im sorry i talk so much lmao

[tellywoodtrash]

ishqbaaz 30.06.17 lb

plain text version here. 

oh omki, your hair. conditioner is a thing. please, use it. 😐😐😐

rudra, what do you mean “samajh nahi aa raha ki shivaay bhaiyya ko kya ho gaya hai?” you know perfectly well. heart attack waale din toh bade dialogue maar raha tha doctor aur pinky ke saamne. 😒😒😒

oh, three months, one heart attack and multiple half-assed suicide attempts later, om is like “hmmmm maybe we shouldn’t have listened to anika’s stupidass fucking plan???? maaaybe, perhaps, shaaayad it was a mistake? 🤔🤔🤔”

i swear to god, stupidity is THE MOST dominant oberoi trait. mann toh karr raha hai in dono ke sarrrr patak doon. 😠😠😠

lmaoooooooo omRu’s bitch faces at pinky’s demands. 😆😆😆

daaaaaaamn, omki ka paara chad raha hai. this gonna be goooooooood. 😊😊😊

“humein jhoot bolna nahi aata, aur agar sach kahenge, toh badtameez kehlaayenge.” 

DIAAAAAAAAALOGUE! WAAAAH, MERE SHERRRR! WAAAAAAAAAH! 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

aaj omRu ka turn nikla hai, to fuck pinky uppppp. lovingggggg it. go for it boys! KILL HER! 😈😈😈

“shivaay toh aapka beta ban gaya, lekin aap shivaay ki maa nahi ban payi. woh kehte hai, janam dene waale se paalne wala bada hota hai, lekin aapne toh woh bhi galat saabit kar liya.” 

DAMNNNNNNNNNNNN OMKARA, YOU ARE FUCKIN’ UNSTOPPABLE TODAY. 😧😧😧😧

KHULE BAAL, AANKHON MEIN RIGHTEOUS ANGER - MERAAAAAAA PURAANA OMKARAAAAAA WAAPASSS AAA GAYA! WOH AAAA GAYAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!  MAIN JAANTI THI WOH EK NA EK DIN LAUT AAYEGA! MERI BARSON KI TAPASYA USSE WAAPAS LE AAYI HAI!!!!!!! 😫😫😫😫😫😫

feeling bit like rakhee in karan arjun right now. 😌😌😌

“har insaan ki zindagi mein maa ki jagah alag hoti hai aur biwi ki jagah alag.” 

lo. rudra ko bhi yeh baat pata hai. now there’s no excuse. 😕😕😕

“aapko jo karna tha, aapne kar liya choti maa, BAS! AB JO KARNA HAI WOH HUM KARENGE CHOTI MAA, AUR AAPKO BEECH MEIN AANE KI ZAROORAT NAHI HAI. HUM APNE BHAI KO BIKHARNE NAHI DENGE.”

“aaj tak shivaay om aur ru ko sambhaalte aaya hai. lekin ab, om aur ru shivaay ko sambhaalenge. hum apne bhai ko waapas laayenge.”

MIC DROP. OMRU OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!! 😎😎😎

pfffffffffttt great. was on an all-time high from that scene and saw ragini, and instantly, my buzz has been killed. 😒😒😒

lmaoooooooo, popatttttttt. 😂😂😂

ok, i have a feeling additi has reasonably good comic timing. wish they’d use that more. 😕😕😕

also, is this why shivaay’s opting to spend the night in jail tonight? so he has a reasonable excuse to not hang with ragini? 🤔🤔🤔

#introvertIssues #relatable 

girllllllllll, maybe this time, TURN AROUND FIRST? 😐😐😐

lmaoooooooo, can the staff stop being so condescending to poor ragini? 😂😂😂

ok can’t deny i’m loling a little right now at her passive aggressive hammy speech. 😆😆😆

i really hope this is the direction they decide to take her character. i’d love a comic touch to ragini’s villainous side, instead of just INTENSE UNBLINKING PSYCHO. it’s just more entertaining to watch. 😇😇😇

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKK IS THIS SHIRT ANIKA??? MATLAB, I GET YOU’RE SAD AND ALL, BUT GIRL. COME ON. 😟😟😟

awww, baby. no cry. he didn’t mean it. jalta hai tumse, bas. he doesn’t look halfffff as fabulous post-breakup as you do. 😪😪😪

tum? kaun tum? OMRU? SAMAR? ADVAY?!?!?! WHO???? 😧😧😧

lo, pooori family colour coordination mein khadi hai shivaay ke swaagat mein. 😐😐😐

damn, hawaalat ki ek raat se shivaay’s calmed down by 400%, and gives no fucks about khaandaan ka naam. 😗😗😗

bloody hell, since episode 1 i’ve been screaming @ TPTB to put his crazy ass in jail. ladka kab ka sudhar gaya hota. 🙄🙄🙄

pft... as if by staying in jail you “solved” that problem. all you did was stay up all night on the super-uncomfortable floor, overthinking about it. you stupid boy. 😑😑😑

chandiniiii? chameli? (i can never remember the name of her chappal. just know it’s something with CH...) 🤔🤔🤔

oh ho shivaay, chappal yahaan hai, toh zaahir si baat hai ki chappal pehehnne waali bhi yahin kahin hogi. 🙄🙄🙄

WAZZZZZZZZZZZZA QUEEEEEEEEEEN! 😍😍😍

dayuuuuumm, that super subtle way he checked her out from bottom to top though. sex eyes 100%. keep it in your pants, billu! 😏😏😏

chandini! i was right! 😊😊😊

also lol, what a set-up, girl! like you came into the house, had a tete-a-tete with the family, and left your chappal there for shivaay to find, and thus make an entry to impress him? matlab, waaah. you’ve become justttttt as extra as patidev. 😂😂😂

tumhaaara gharrrr, mera gharrr, what difference does it maaaake??? youuu bothhh belong to each other, toh in cheezon ke baare mein behas kyun karna? just go into YOUR (collective) bedroom and bang. 😚😚😚

his face, man. his faaaaaaace. i got an ask about this, so i’ll go into greater detail there. 🙂🙂🙂

homegirl has honeddddd her “push shivaay’s buttons” skillz to the max over last three months. 😎😎😎

god this scene has me sitting here like: 

OMG IT’S AN ANIRU COLLABORATION. BESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. 😅😅😅

i am lovingggggggg her calm and composed, sultry deep voice. 😍😍😍

she’s gotta know that it drives patidev craaaazy for her, and is using it on purpose. 😏😏😏

... how did she BUY oberoi mansion if it wasn’t up for sale???? 🤔🤔🤔

lovinggggggg pinky’s outrage. 😈😈😈

anika’s high and mighty manner has shivaay so turned on, it’s not even funny. uska bas chale, he’d have his way with her on the coffee table that she had her foot on 2 seconds ago. 😚😚😚

her confidence and his calm and collected (and thus, most un-shivaay-like) reactions have me feeling this is yet another one of their “collaborations”? 😯😯😯

which... i know doesn’t work at allll, plot-wise... but dude, i am just such a sucker for these two and their role play, i’m not even mad. i’m just so hyped from this scene, i’m sitting here like:

LMAO ANIKA’S FACE AT PINKY LIKE “WHATCHOO GONNA DO ABOUT IT, MUMMEH????” 😈😈😈

yuck, ASR. kya champu hairstyle banaye rakha hai? don’t you know that this is a set of exceptionally amazing hair? 😖😖😖

also that suit. jesus. 🤢🤢🤢 it’s like he strolled off the sets of miami vice. (allahabad vice?) 

and is he wearing surma????? maaaan, kahan clean cut hottie arnav, aur kahan yeh jail se choota kaidi look? zameen aur aasmaan ka faraq. 😔😔😔

now can we put an end to the “shivaay is short” jokes? as i suspected, he’s justtttt as tall as arnav! if nothing, shivaay has maybe half an inch ON him, thanks to the gravity-defying floofy hair. 😕😕😕

lmao the firsttttt thing ASR has to say to old friend SSO is a count of how many phones he’s broken. 😆😆😆

may it be noted that ek sau chauhatar (174) is the official number, as per canon. up from in 78 in episode 2. 

96 phones in a year. that’s almost 2 phones a week. shivaay is single handedly keeping apple’s india market alive. 😌😌😌

ok, i’m a sucker for both these stupid men’s smiles. so here: 

snort, meta reference to ASR being out of commission after 8 30 pm. (IPKKND shall air from 8 - 8 30.) 😂😂😂

SO MUCH META. SO MUCH. I AM DYING HERE. 😁😁😁

ok ladkiYAAAN nahi, exactly ONE ladki has said you have kanji aankhein that are satrangi. and she’s your wife. she’s obligated to gas you up.  zyaada udne ki zaroorat nahi hai. 🙄🙄🙄

“LET ME SEE”!?!? OMG??????????????? 😧😧😧

UM OK, were our two fav beautiful-eyed sociopaths about to kiss??? I BELIEVE THEY WEREEEEE!!!!!!!!! ANIKA WHO???????? CHANDINI WHAT? HETEROSEXUALITY WHERE????????? 🙃🙃🙃

personal headcanon: they’re college friends, who were bi-curious and experimented... otherwise, explain the totally casual touching (shivaay adjusting advay’s coat, advay’s hand on shivaay’s shoulder drawing him in), and the sex eyes they just made at each other to me. EXPLAIN! YOU CAN’T!!!!!!!!!! 👬🏽👬🏽👬🏽

is advay talking about anika... or HIMSELF???? 😐😐😐

MOAR SOFT SEX EYES. 👀👀👀

oh. so shivaay is fully aware of advay’s “mission”? 😗😗😗

i bet they’re both part of some sort of “4 Lions Men” forum/newsletter thing, where they keep up with each others’ news, and share the latest techniques in grabbing, arm-twisting, throwing aukaat-related insults, how to compel a woman to marry you, etc. 😒😒😒

like... i know ASR is talking about anika, but i can’t help but frame every passive aggressive thing he’s saying about love as a reference to himself. 😌😌😌

(jesus christ i ship this so fucking much.) 💘💘💘

ship name: #YYSinghs (get it? Vaay-Vay.) 😊😊😊

wait is advay pronounced “ad-way” or “ad-why”? if it’s the former, then ship name is #VaayVayOrTheHighway. 🙃🙃🙃

lmao ok advay, that insertion of show name line was a little clunkyyy and forced. try harder, please. 🙄🙄🙄

even your boyfriend shivaay wasn’t impressed. he’s like “kar liya promotion? ab footage khaana bandh kar aur phuttt yahan se. 😒😒😒”

lmaoooo more meta. 😄😄😄

that wink! 😆😆😆

ouff advay, kahaan i want you to make a move on our man here, and here you’re pushing anika on him. 😤😤😤

chalo, tum naa sahi, toh i’ll take her. i’ll try and make my peace with it. 😕😕😕 heterosexuality wins again. ugh. 🙄🙄🙄

daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn omRu. “jo bhi karna hai ab hum karenge”, indeed! I FUCKING LOVE ITTTTTTTT. 😘😘😘

also queen be haq jamaaoing like no one’s business. get it girl. GET ITTTTTTTTT! 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽