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lunabonita · 3 years ago

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My Webtoon Recommendations

These are webtoons that are all 10/10 for me. Of course it doesn’t have to be a 10/10 for you, so just a reminder, do not attack me for liking a webtoon that you do not. These are my opinions and we are not going to have the exact same taste. Please be respectful.

Your Throne

Genre: Fantasy

Chapters: 75

Status: Ongoing

“Tensions are brewing under the seemingly calm surface of the Vasilios Empire, a kingdom ruled by the Imperial Family and the Temple. Lady Medea Solon has lost her place next to Crown Prince Eros, but resolves to win back whats rightfully hers. Will she reclaim her throne?”

You know whats amazing about this webtoon? The summary leads you to think that what shes winning back is the prince. Wrong. Shes trying to win back the throne. I love how this webtoon doesn’t try to make it a girl focusing her goals on a man, but on power. Medea is such a strong and well written character that you can’t help but love her.

The second protagonist Pschye, who of which is the person who took Medeas place as Crown Princess, is the complete opposite of Medea. At the beginning you hate her, but as the webtoon goes on and Medea and her get a better understanding of eachother due to them switching bodies as a wish from God, you begin to root for them as they team up to take over the throne from the Crown Prince.

The art is so beautiful and I constantly found myself at awe from the amount of detail put into it.

The Makeup Remover

Genre: Romace

Chapters: 78

Status: Ongoing

“After years of being told to focus on studying, Yeseul feels lost when she starts college and is suddenly expected to pay attention to makeup. When a chance encounter with brilliant makeup artist Yuseong leads to her taking part in a televised makeup competition, Yeseul begins to question the role that makeup and appearance play in society.”

This was created by one of my favorite webtoon creators Lee Yone. Their art is just so amazing and their stories always include such good topics.

For instance, The Makeup Remover’s theme is loving yourself for who you are. It shows how people treat you based on your looks and as someone whos struggled with that kind of thing for a while, this webtoon really touched me. The main character Yeseul is such a relatable character, even when trying to reject beauty standards, she still came subject to the pressures of living up to the people around her. She struggles with trying to love her own appearance and I really like that this webtoon didn’t try to be like, ‘fuck the beauty standard im better than that screw pretty people!!!’ it actually showed realistically how people struggle with self-image. I also love the main love interest because oh my god, we need more men like him please. He doesn’t care about Yeseul’s appearance and genuinely loves her for her personality.

Also, art is amazing. The author is so talented and you should support them by reading and liking the chapters.

Surviving Romance

Genre: Horror

Chapters: 14

Status: Ongoing

“When Chaerin Eun becomes the protagonist of the romance novel she is reading, she expects a fairytale ending with the novel’s love interest, Jeha. But when a bizarre twist makes her realize the story is not playing out as it does in the book, she’ll need the help of an unlikely character from her class to defy the new storyline and find her happy ending - if only she can figure out who this ‘Unknown Extra’ is first!”

Hands down one of my favorite webtoons by a long shot. You ever see a webtoon and think, ‘oh yeah, thats going to be a good webtoon’? Thats how this webtoon was for me. It was so good that I spent hours searching for other chapters that hadn’t been uploaded to webtoon yet on other manhua websites. I discovered it because it was also by the author of ‘The Makeup Remover’.

If there is one thing you need to know about me, its that I am a huge horror fan. So when I saw that my favorite author on webtoon had a horror themed webtoon out? You bet your behind that I binged it. Let me tell you, best choice ever.

Think of it as if ‘Ino’s Law’ and ‘Quarantine’ were combined with amazing art and a badass MC.

The Remarried Empress

I love how it is set up to the point where she cannot ‘quit’ until she completes the novel. Creating scenarios where she must survive while meeting the standards in the book. It is such an amazingly written webtoon and I cannot wait for more chapters to be released.

Genre: Fantasy

Chapters: 82

Status: Ongoing

“Navier Ellie Trovi was an empress perfect in every way - intelligent, courageous, and socially adept. She was kind to her subjects and devoted to her husband. Navier was perfectly content to live the rest of her days as the wise empress of the Eastern Empire. That is, until her husband brought hone a mistress and demanded a divorce. ‘I accept this divorce… And i request an approval of my remarriage.’ In a shoking twist Navier remaarries another emperor and retains her title and childhood dream as empress. But just how did everything unfold? “

Am I in love with Navier? Yes.

I absolutely adore how this story was set up. The first chapter begins with the big divorce scene, followed by Navier saying that she was going to be remarrying someone else since he wants to divorce her. This sets up a picture that gets completely shattered as you read the chapters. How everything falls into place with the reason behind the divorce and the remarriage is just so well written. The art is so good and and everything is just so insanely well done.

I absolutely love Naviers character, from her regalness and devoted loyalty to her role as empress, all the way to her petty moments and times of sadness. She is truly a character that you want the best for, and I cannot image anyone not liking her. Also the story is just so capable of making you feel emotions. I’ve laughed, cried, and got angry during the course of reading this webtoon. I love how betrayed I felt when the emperor brought home his mistress. It felt like I was in Navier’s shoes!

This is such a well done webtoon and I'm so excited for Navier to get all of the good things she deserves in her new Kingdom and with her new husband.

Witch Creek Road

Genre: Horror

Chapters: 74

Status: Ongoing

“A survival horror about love, acceptance, death, and revenge. And sexy flesh-eating demons. Yeah, it has those, too.”

This series seriously mind fucked me. The way that this story is set up, you don’t see the full picture until the later chapters. Season two literally blew my mind. It is also very gorey so keep that in mind if you don’t like that kind of stuff, but for me that makes it all the better. It is just so wild and crass that you can feel your heart pumping in anticipation.

They even have their own website that goes further into the lore because it’s just so wild. Also the art style is just so amazing, because it complements the story and horror theme so much. You hate most of the characters because they suck, and it is so satisfying when they are killed. Also it has it’s sad moments but I think it is a nice break from the horror so it isn’t so overwhelmingly scary.

I binged this series and I recommend reading only a few chapters a day so you don’t overload your brain.

Other then that, an amazing webtoon. Seriously, go read it, support the author, so much work goes into the story and art that it’s insane.

Dating With A Tail

Genre: Romance

Chapters: 36

Status: Ongoing

“On the dawn of her 29th birthday, unlucky-in-love Yunha discovers a shocking family secret: she’s started growing a fox tail, the mark of an ancestral curse. She must find her fated love before her 30th birthday or she is destined to become a fox forever! Even with her new-found enchanting power to attract men using her scent, will one year be enough to break the curse before it’s too late?”

Oh my gosh this is just such a good webtoon. It has amazing art, story telling, and characters. The true love interest was there the whole time, the villain isn’t who you’d expect it to be, and the spirit who cursed her is just! Im not going to spoil it but go read this webtoon!! It is so good and deserves more love.

Also Yunha is just so relatable?? Like she put off finding the woodcutter (her fated love) for 29 years and waited last minute to find him. Homegirl is me trying to do a project for school. Also to get rid of the scent that makes men attracted to her, she just starts eating a ton of garlic and that is just so funny to me.

Also I would go to church for the priest anytime if you know what i mean ;)

Omniscient Reader

Genre: Action

Chapters: 53

Status: Ongoing

“Dokja was an average office worker whose sole interest was reading his favorite web novel ‘Three Ways to Survive the Apocalypse.’ But when the novel suddenly becomes reality, he is the only person who knows how the world will end. Armed with this realization, Dokja uses his understanding to change the course of the story, and the world, as he knows it.”

I cannot get over how high quality this story is. The world building is phenomenal, the art is fantastic, and the characters are very fleshed out. This deserved all the hype it has gotten so far and more.

I love the ‘mc thrown into a different reality’ trope so much. Just like with surviving romance, Dokja’s world became the story he was reading. Also a very cool aspect of the story is the level up and the fact that its like a game. Earth has turned into this show for god like creatures to watch and it follows Dokja trying to survive. I also really like that TWSA has a protagonist, but Omniscient Reader’s protagonist is not the protagonist that was in TWSA. There is just so much lore and I’ll say it again, the world building is just phenomenal.

The Ddokkaebi’s and Dokja’s interactions are also just some of my favorite moments from the story so far. And oh my goodness I would die for Lee Gilyoung. Thats it, thats the tweet. That little boy could probably kill me with his giant praying mantis and I would let him if it would make him happy.

Not So Shoujo Love Story

Genre: Comedy

Chapters: 45

Status: Ongoing

“Romance super-fan Rei Chan is ready for her first boyfriend and she knows just who it’ll be: the most handsome boy in school, Hansum Ochinchin. But her plans for the perfect story are derailed when the most popular girl in class declares herself a rival… for Rei’s heart?! This is the year her not so shoujo love story begins!”

This is just such a cute webtoon. The style is very appealing and while the humor can be childish and weird sometimes, it still has made me laugh a lot. I know the humors not for everyone but just keep in mind that it does get better as the story progresses and gets more serious.

Also its a gl! I’m really unable to find good gls these days that don’t fetishize wlw relationships. Rei being painted as a mean trouble maker whos just misunderstood and Hana being the ‘perfect girl’ who only wants Rei’s attention is such a cute dynamic. They balance each other out and better each other. Also stan Rei for constantly sticking up for Hana even if she doesn’t necessarily like her in the beginning, she has very good morals and sticks to them.

Also the defying stereotypes in this webtoon? Just god-tier. Really makes you think twice when you judge someone just on first impressions alone.

Odd Girl Out

Genre: Drama

Chapters: 264

Status: Ongoing

“After a successful winter break makeover, Nari is finally ready for her high school debut. But somehow, she ends up friends with the three prettiest girls in school! Follow Nari as she tries to navigate her brand new high school life surrounded by beauties.”

This story has made me cry multiple times. A lot, even. It is just such a beautiful tale of friendship and finding support in people who are unlike those around theme. It also tells a great story about how anybody can be the ‘odd girl out’. Be it the fat girl, the beautiful girl, the rich girl, or the laid back girl.

It goes so deep into its characters that you even feel bad for the minor antagonists. It really makes you feel for the characters and the reasons behind their actions. Also I know its long, believe me I binged all 260 chapters in the span of three days, but oh my god it is worth it. Also I know the art is kind of off-putting, in fact that’s kind of why I put off reading the story, but I’ve honestly grown to love it and the writing is so good that the art could be literal stick figures and it wouldn’t matter.

The story is amazing and also I just love Nari. She’s just the best.

Gremoryland

Genre: Horror

Chapters: 67

Status: Completed

“Six old school friends are invited to be the first visitors of GremoryLand, a new horror theme park that promises an experience as unique as it is spooky. But once this experience starts there is no turning back, and they find themselves tested beyond what they imagines, facing their most desperate fears in order to survive.”

This is definitely one of those stories were you kind of need to turn of your brain and choose to ignore ‘plot holes’ while reading the early chapters because this story definitely gets crazy if you don’t know the ending. Believe me if you stick with it it will all make sense and the satisfaction you get from finding the ending is just so worth it.

The story is so good, and who Gremory is you would literally never suspect. When it was revealed who Gremory was and how he was able to create Gremoryland is so fucking mind boggling that you would never guess. I had to do a double take. It wasn’t like one of those random characters with a vendetta type of twists, but like one you can pick out from clues throughout the story.

Its so good and twisted and just so worth at least giving it a chance.

These were some of my favorite webtoons on the app! Of course it’s not all of them because unfortunately there is a 10 image limit. I also made this because I’ve run out of new webtoons to read and would love if you guys commented some of your own recs. I can also do a part two with other ones I liked if y’all want more recommendations. You guys can even request specific categories like Drama or Sci-Fi and I can tell you my favorite ones from that genre.

Also a reminder - if you disagree with any of my praise of these webtoons be respectful about it. At the end of the day it’s my opinion and you don’t need to be rude when disagreeing with that opinion.

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kimnjss · 4 years ago

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get even | ksj

⤑ series: sugar free

⤑ genre: angst, rich!jin x artist!reader, college au.

⤑ rating: explicit

⤑ word count: 4.4K

⤑ warnings: humilation (it’s not a kink here tho), suggestive topics, nudity... (this lowkey pretty tame, ngl).

⤑ A/N: a little late, but i literally just finished this and did like a half ass job editing it, buuut i really wanted to get this out bc OHMYGOD (you’ll see) - don’t forget to let me know what you think, your feedback is my favorite! x

A bet. The second the words left Yuna's lips you felt your blood begin to boil. Was that what all of this was? Why Jin had been so persistent to be around you, to get you to like him... so he could win a measly 100 bucks from his friends. That was it?

You felt sick to the stomach, on the verge of screaming at the top of your lung. How could you allow yourself to be so stupid? To not be able to see past the cheap facade, protect yourself like you had done countless times before. To think you were slowly starting to melt, starting to see yourself becoming comfortable around him. Smiling a bit too wide when texting him into the late hours of the night, moving a little too fast when his name was lighting up your screen.

He had been playing you for a fool this entire time and the only thing you could think of was how could you get even. At this point, he had no idea that you were on to him. Still thought that everything was going according to his plan, boy was he wrong. You were going to get him back, flip the tables so he was the one left licking his wounds. Who the hell did he think he was?

The idea came to you a few hours after hanging up with Yuna. The anger that had blinded you earlier finally subsiding enough for you to properly check the messages that had been flooding your inbox in the time since. Most of which were from the group chat of your best friends. Making a mental note to tell Yoongi about his role in this bet as well, you immediately clicked on the latest message from Jin.

[15:59] seokjin: did you pick a movie for tonight, yet?? i saw something you might like.

Instantly you're scoffing at the reminder that you were supposed to be out with this man in a little over an hour. You had actually been looking forward to this date, a more relaxed setting where you two could truly be yourselves around each other. The hell with that now.

Quickly, you were typing back your response. Ignoring the fact that it was coming in three hours too late. He could wait. If he felt like he could use you as a ploy in this stupid game with his friends. Then he could wait a few hours for your reply.

[18:12] to seokjin: oooh, surprise me then! im getting ready right now, see you in a bit?

Rolling your eyes at your overly enthusiastic you're standing from your position on your bed, moving to your dresser to pick something to wear tonight.

When you were in your early teens and just getting to know Namjoon and his friends, not a day would go by without an argument between you and Jungkook to take place. He always felt the need to try and one-up you, always had an opinion on what you were saying, and never believed you were as smart as him.

The fact you got into your shared middle school solely on recommendation had nothing to do with his thought conclusion. Anyway, something that young Jungkook found extremely amusing was pranking. Loved the thought of tricking someone to the point of them getting upset only for him to shout: 'Relax, it's just a prank.' It was his favorite pass time, especially when you were involved.

Quickly, you were picking up on his tactics and soon enough you were able to counter all of his 'well thought out' deceptions in a way he was the one with the egg on his face in the end. Fast forward years later, you and Jungkook hardly argued as much and he found more interested in girls than pranks... but that didn't mean you forgot how to play along.

The forced learned deception would be applied tonight. How dare that boy think he could pull a fast one on you and get off scratch free? Yeah, right. There was going to be hell to pay. And you were going to make sure of it.

Despite the fact, this was only a movie date and you could pretty much dress down when sitting in a dark room for hours, what you wore held a big part of your plan for tonight. Of course, you didn't want to make it obvious that your goal was to turn heads. Something subtle but undeniably sexy that his jaw was dropping at the first sight of you.

It had been a while since you wore your bright red mini skirt and it fit tighter than you remembered. Deciding the tightness fit the theme of tonight, you're tucking your long sleeve black turtleneck into the skirt; admiring the way the form-fitting material highlights the natural curves of your body.

A large heart belt to give your waist that extra snatch and short black boots to tie it all together. Yeah, this guy is not going to know what hit him once he caught sight of you – you were sure of that much.

Makeup had never really been something that you cared a whole lot for. Loved the way a bare face felt as opposed to being caked up for hours. Tonight was an exception though, you had to play the part, right?

One short, way too detailed YouTube tutorial later, and you're being interrupted by the knock on your front door. With a final swipe of lip gloss onto your softened lips, you're moving from the mirror to answer the door.

“Oh! Are you early or am I running late?” Jin stands on the other door, a large hoodie covering his slender figure and black jeans clinging to his legs. He eyes you shamelessly, seeming to have missed the words that had just left your lips. Bingo! “Here come in, I'm almost done,” You're turning, leading him into your house acting as if you hadn't noticed the way his eyes dropped when he thought your back was too him.

Too freaking easy. Guys were too easy, it was sad.

Just for good measure, you lead him to your couch; delicate fingers wrapped around his wrist. You're gesturing him to sit with a gentle tug of his wrist and his body moves accordingly, eyes never once lifting from you.

“I'll just be another minute,” You promise, watching as he pushes a smile on his face before nodding. You make your way down the corridor and into your bedroom, honestly finished with getting ready but not against making the boy sweat for a little bit.

Ten full minutes pass by of you just sat on your bed, scrolling through your phone before you're deciding that it was time to go. Jin stands as soon as you're exiting the room, composure back in check – that familiar smug look settled on his features once again. He spares you only a single glance as if he hadn't been full-on drooling when you first had opened the door.

“You ready?” His voice sounds deeper than you remember and you can't help but wonder if he was forcing it in hopes to impress you. Not caring much to mull over the question, you're nodding your head. The heels of your boots clack against the hardwood floor as you move to meet his side.

Jin thoughtlessly slides his arm around your waist, a simple gesture that pulls an annoying reaction from you. He leads you out of the front door, waiting patiently on the steps as you lock up.

“No, Minho?” You're asking, noticing the absence of the shiny SUV parked on the curb. Jin is shaking his head, digging into his front pockets for something you can only assume is a key due to the metallic jingle filling your ears. “Gave him the night off... it's just me and you,” He grins and you smile back, of course, your master plan in mind and in no way a natural reaction to the sight of his contagious smile.

He's pulling a silver key from his pocket, clicking the remote and you nearly jump at the sound of the beep. Bright lights illuminating the headlights of the sport's car parked just a few feet from your building. “Is that your car!?” Wondering out loud and neglecting to check the excitement in your tone.

Jin watches with a knowing grin as you make your way over to the vehicle, cautious palms sliding over the fresh paint. You couldn't believe what you were staring at. A 2019 Alfa Romeo Giulia in the shade midnight black; an all-red leather interior... were you going to be sitting in that? This was what he was going to be taking you to the movies in?

“It's nice, right? Got it for my birthday last year... a little bored of it now, though.” You hear the cocky tone of his voice, the 'I'm-so-much-richer-than-you' twang that has your blood boiling. With a roll of your eyes, hands now stiff and dropping to your side you step back.

“It's alright,” You say with a shrug, pulling the passenger's side door open and sliding in before he even has the chance to reach for it. No point in keeping up with his fake gentlemen facade, you could very well open your own doors.

Despite your slight shift in mood, Jin is still smiling. Not thinking twice about you not letting him open up the door you and sliding in on his side. Instantly, he's pulling his seat belt on; twisting the key in the ignition and you melt at the hum of the engine coming to life.

“What's the movie you picked?” You're asking as a few moments of silence passed, the only sound that had filled the car in the past eight minutes was the radio that he liked to keep on low for some reason.

His gaze is shooting in your direction, eyes wide as if he hadn't expected to hear your voice just then. You offer up a gentle smile, blinking your eyes cutely up at him as you wait for his response. Jin's adam's apple bobs as he turns his attention back onto the road.

“It. Have you already gone? It came out a few weeks ago,”

You're shaking your head, ignoring the fact that if you had been the one to choose the movie for tonight – that would have been your choice. Even if you had already seen it, horror films were at the top of your list of faves... which was weird, because you had it on pretty good standing that Jin wasn't into scary movies.

Either way, it wasn't like you planned on having him pay all that much attention to the movie in the first place.

As expected, Jin paid for both your ticket and his. He purchased a large bucket of popcorn for the two of you to share and a couple of drinks to counter to salty effects of the treat. What a shame he was actually a douche bag, otherwise you would've swooned at his catering.

Seats smartly chosen in the back row, where you could see the entire movie screen clearly but avoid being spotted by the other moviegoers. With the risk of being obvious, you lifted the armrest that divided your two seats long before the movie had started. Forty minutes in and several popcorn jerking jumps after, you were taking advantage of your early decision.

“It's a bit cold in here, don't you think?” You spoke with a pout, eyes lifting to grasp his attention. He was staring at you, head shaking in a nod and you could tell he was searching his mind for ways to make you more comfortable. How sweet. “Should we sit a bit closer?” Voice laced with velvet, you're already scooting over the gap before he can disagree.

Not like he planned to, the moment Jin's realizing what's going on; he's moving to close any left space between you two. His arm lifting to wrap around your shoulders as he tucks your body into his side. The movement so fluid and natural that you can't help but wonder how many times he's pulled the same move – no prompting needed.

A few moments passed with your body cradled in his arms, his warmth surrounding you, and the strong scent of his cologne intoxicating you. You had noticed this the first time the two of you went out, Jin was well put together in his clothes and he always smelt so good. Not sure what it was, but the way that he smelt never failed to make your stomach flip.

But it wasn't the time for that. Right now, it was time to put your perfect revenge plan into action. Delicately, the tips of his fingers ran over the swell of his chest, admiring the way the muscle felt underneath your digits. Dropping your hand lower, you spread your palm against his abs.

He had been so invested in the movie during your initial contact, that he hadn't noticed the feeling of your fingers on his chest... or chose not to acknowledge it. Now that you were tracing the ridges of his abs, his eyes were on you, slightly wide as he tried to figure exactly what you were playing at.

You shot him an innocent smile, the tip of your index finger running over the curve of his bellybutton. Flinching at the contact, he blinked hard; breath caught in his throat as he waited. “I never knew you were so... strong,” Voice coming out in a purr, the tip of your finger trailing up the middle of his stomach.

Jin visibly gulped, confusion dancing over his brow as he shifted beside you. Not sure how to react to your sudden shift in behavior. You didn't care to slow down, to explain it to him – this was what he wanted, right?

“I'm finding it so hard to pay attention to the movie,” Scooting closer to him, your hand drops down onto his thigh. Giving the muscle a light squeeze as you lean your body up, lips inches from his pink ears. “Do you want to know why?” You whispered, lips gently brushing over his lobe.

“W-why?” He cleared his throat, fidgeting in his seat; trying to avoid looking in your direction. If he was to turn his head, your lips would be mere inches apart. Just a simple twitch forward and you'd be kissing. No way he'd be able to keep his cool if that were to happen, so he kept his gaze forward. Not risking it.

Fine with you, you weren't done playing. Thumb rubbing circles into the fabric of his pants, mouth closing around his earlobe. You felt him shudder, making a smirk rise on your lips. “I can't stop thinking about you... all the things we could be doing instead of being cooped up in here...”

Jin was no fool, not the one to waste any time. If you were acting like this, saying that you were down there was no way he was going to pass up an opportunity like this. He'd just catch the movie when it came out on Netflix. “Should we go then?” He's mustering up all the courage he can manage to turn his head, dark eyes finding yours in the dim-lit room.

A bit surprised with his quick agreement, you're not letting it show on your face. You're grinning at his words, standing from your seat, and taking hold of his hand. Jin allows you to pull him up from his seated position, his hand landing on your hip. “Wait, slow down.” He's whispering, being considerate to the people scattered you.

“You sure?” Head nodding before you had a chance to mull over his thought process in checking up at you. Reaching for his free hand, you're wiggling out of his grasp and tugging him behind you out of the theater.

Both of you moving so fast, laughter slipping past his lips at your haste and you can't help but join in. You can feel the gaze of the people around you, but you don't care. Don't even bother to present an apology too wrapped up in enjoying yourself and trying to push away the warmth rising in your chest. Now wasn't the time for that.

Jin's stopping you the second the cool night air is hitting your exposed skin. His hand twisting in your grasp until he's able to take hold of your hand. Easily, he's pulling your body into his and flashing you that heart-stopping smile of his. Chests pressed together, breaths mixing and you hadn't realized you had been breathing so heavily before.

Your heart hammers against your chest as you stare up at him, his eyes searching yours. He's slow with the way he closes the negative space between the two of you, his hands lifting to cup your cheeks. And he's leaning in, lips finding yours... the smile breaking onto your lips before you have the chance to fight it.

He's kissing you so slowly and delicately as if you were made of glass. Hands cool against your heated cheeks and you can feel his smile over your mouth. It was all becoming too much, your heart getting too involved over a stupid kiss... this was not part of the plan!

You're pulling away at the feeling of his thumbs brushing against your cheeks, looking up at him with your lip caught between your teeth; trying to look as sexy as possible in this situation. “Come on, we'll have much more fun once we're alone...” Discreet in the way you gesture to the family of five that were making their way into the theater.

Jin's following you without a word, the grin never falling from his plump lips. He's leading you this time, quick steps are taken to his car where he opens your door for you. You get comfortable against the seats, watching as he jogs around to the other side to slide in beside you.

All giddy and smiley, excited that he was about to get some. That he was about to win this stupid bet he and his friends thought would be a good idea... boy, he had no idea what was coming.

Thick laughter leaves your lips as you stumble into your bedroom with tangled feet. Jin's lips haven't left your skin since you were pushing your front door shut, fingers gripping at your hips, eagerly drumming at the exposed skin. He's turning your body to gently push you back against the door, lips dropping to capture yours.

“Don't think... I'll... get tired, of kissing you,” He breaths out deeply, sentence carelessly strewn together his sole focus was the way he was moving his tongue in your mouth. And a skillful tongue it was, too bad this couldn't go all that far – you'd love to know how that tongue in other places...

You're kissing him back with just as much fervor, hands sliding down the front of his shirt until you can grip the hem of the shirt. Slowly you drag it up, inch by inch revealing his well worked on torso to ghosts of your bedroom. He's pulling back then, hands reaching for yours to assist you in his disrobing.

A moment is spared to admire just what he had been hiding underneath all that fabric. Oh, what a shame... Leaning on your toes, you're taking his lips in another lingering kiss careful not to push too far. Plan would go to shit if you were allowing yourself to get lost in his soft kisses.

Easily, you move from your position against the door. Jin watches you the entire short walk to your bed, body turning so he can get a better look at you. You make a show of the way you climb toward your headboard, bare legs crossed as you look up at him. Beckoning him over with your finger, Jin is quick to spring to action, all but running over to the edge of your bed.

He's waiting, noticing how you stopped him just before he was about to climb into bed right on top of you. If only. What a shame. Jin's eyes drop to your thighs, catching the way you rub them together as your teeth nibble at your lower lip. “Take your pants off,” The command coming out whiner than you had hoped but Jin's hands are quick. His eyes on you the whole time he's unfastening his belt and dropping his pants to his ankles.

You're careful not to let your eyes bulge at the sight of the size of his erection, straining against his boxers and just begging for some attention. A rub. A suck. Something. If circumstances were different, you would've been on your knees by now. Begging for a taste. What a shame.

“These too,” The finger you had began to nibble at falls from your mouth, arm extending until you're able to reach him. You trace the tip of your finger over his covered shaft because, fuck... you can't help yourself.

Jin shudders, mouth dropping and you can swear you see his dick twitch underneath the fabric. “You're fucking perfect.” He groans, quick to pull his bottoms down his legs, not even reacting to the way his cock bobs free, slapping against his hipbone. Fuck, he was huge, unbelievably thick, and beautifully veiny. Whoever said God was fair...

Swinging your legs toward the edge of the bed, you're reaching for his hip; pulling his body toward you gently. Forcing your eyes from his pretty cock up to his face. Ignoring the urge to wrap your lips around the tip, just a taste. That couldn't hurt, right? “You think I'm perfect?” There's sincerity in your voice, still not over the initial shock felt when the compliment was falling from his lips.

You couldn't lose your head now, though. Not when you were already so close to your goal. Jin is nodding his head without a second thought and you're grinning, leaning back just a bit so you can get a better look at his face.

“Worth a hundred bucks?”

His eyes turn to moons the moment your words are registering. “W-what? How do you... how do you know about that?” He's stepping back just as you're shooting up from your bed.

“What do you mean how do I know!? How could you try to humiliate me like that!?” You had spent so much time planning and re-planning your revenge that you hadn't put any time into thinking of what you were going to say once the jig was up. Mostly because you were so hurt by what he had done and you couldn't think of a way to express that without punching him a good one.

“I mean-,” You're moving around the room, collecting the clothes that he had carelessly thrown down in the mindset he was going to become a richer man tonight. “Who even does something like that!? Is making a quick buck really that important to you?” You felt yourself holding back, wanted to ask how dare he make you like him just to turn out to be like any other guy.

No way were you going to let him know that his stupid prank was working in any way, though. Keeping the little fact that you were falling for it to yourself was best. “It wasn't like that, Yn! Really.” He's half trying to explain himself to you and half focused on just what the hell you're doing with his clothes. Large hand covering his junk, no longer feeling confident in his nudity.

“Then what was it like, Jin?” You're turning, quick, not realizing that he had been standing right behind you. “Because from what I understand is that you and your friends thought it would be fun to put a price tag on my sex life and who knows how many other girls you're fucking with,” That, had been something that you forced yourself not to consider... but not the words were falling from your lips and realization was hitting.

“It's just you! I mean... please, just hear me out. There aren't any other girls, and-,” You're cutting him off with a lift of his hand. Not really in the mood to be lied to. So ready to get him out of your face so you could be alone with all that you were feeling. “I don't want to hear it. I really don't. You're disgusting, Seokjin.” Your last words are delivered slowly and with your eyes staring into his.

“Yn-” He starts, but stops when he notices your backward steps toward your bedroom window. You push it open without any strain, lifting his clothes. “W-wait, what are you doing!?” He looks panicked as you toss his clothes out of the window, slamming it shut after you see them hit the ground.

“Why would you go and do something like that!?” He's pissed, you can tell... but you don't care. You're done with him. Gave him the thirty seconds of distraught that he earned and now you were over it. For the most part. You'd work it out. It hadn't been that long since the two of you started hanging out. It wouldn't be that hard to get your shit together.

“Hm, I wonder.” You mock with a roll of your eyes, you're passing him crossing your bedroom to reach your bathroom. “You can let yourself out,” There finality in your tone and you mean it, not bothered if you never saw him again after this.

“You're not even going to let me explain?” He sure is talkative for a dude clutching his junk while his designer garments soaked in mud. “There's nothing to explain. Get out.” There's a droop in his shoulders following the sternness of your words. He's making his way toward your door with slow steps and you feel your heart crunch.

Hated that it had to be like that, that he had to be like the rest of them. That you even bothered to give him a chance in the first place. It was so clear to you in the beginning, but you thought to give him the benefit of doubt, wanted him to be different... everyone was the same.

“To think I was starting to change my opinion about you,” The words slip without your full intention. He's turning to look at you, but you're quick with the way you pull the bathroom door shut. Not having it in you to actually watch him walk out.

– rich, spoiled and a bit of a womanizer. but underneath all of that, there’s a heart of gold. and no matter how determined she is to reject him, he won’t stop trying until she sees he’s kinda sweet.

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crackheadgeminibby · 4 years ago

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So my birthday is tomorrow/today (its 2am july 19th) and i was wondering if i can request a Chris evans x black reader or henry cavill x black reader(im not too sure if you write stuff about him) and nothing angsty im too sensitive for angst thanks

birthday surprise

pairing: chris evans x black!reader

warnings: language, age gap, teeny tiny angst maybe?

word count: 1.5k

i do not consent to my work being copied in any way, shape or form or reposted on any other platform

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You were freshly out of school when you were hired as an assistant to the head makeup artist on the set of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Most of the time, you were tasked with making touch-ups on the main cast during filming. This had given you the opportunity to get to know Chris more than you ever thought it would.

After the wrap party, Chris had suggested he give you a ride home as you had been drinking and the night ended with you two kissing. After that, Chris and you had agreed to try and take a slow shot at a relationship together. As everything was going great, you had moved in with him in Los Angeles.

When the Coronavirus outbreak happened, you were working on the West Coast and Chris on the East Coast, so you had both decided that it would be better for both of you to quarantine separately as an effort to keep you both healthy, as much as you missed each other.

As you worked on different new makeup techniques at home, when Chris’ birthday passed, you had planned a whole day of Facetime celebration that had gone beautifully well as you both enjoyed yourselves.

Today is your birthday and as you know that Chris has his hands full with the launch and reception of A Starting Point, you had told him that you didn’t want to do anything big for your birthday: a simple Facetime dinner would be special enough for you.

You had decided to just relax all day and, later, get ready for your virtual dinner date with Chris. You left for the grocery store around 6pm as Chris and you had agreed to start cooking together at 7:30pm.

However, it was almost 7:30pm and you were stuck in the cash line of the grocery store. You were starting to get impatient as the man presently paying for his groceries was taking his sweet time to flirt with the cashier. You were about to ask him to hurry up when your phone signaled an incoming message.

baby🥰, 7:29pm:

Hey princess, are you ready?

You bite your bottom lip and answer.

you, 7:29pm:

baby i am so sorry i’m stuck at the grocery store and this idiot in front of me won’t hurry up

can we facetime at 8 instead?

You look at your screen closely as you see the 3 dots pop up and disappear at least 3 times until they disappear permanently.

Shit. He’s mad at me. On my fucking birthday. That’s just a fucking great-

You’re taken out of your anxiety rabbit hole by the cashier calling you over. You stuff your phone back in your pocket and hurriedly finish at the grocery store to make your way home.

As soon as you park your car, you hurry to get all the groceries inside the house. You throw the front door open and slam it shut as you drop your groceries on the floor of the kitchen and head to the office to get your computer and facetime Chris. As you’re about to pick your computer up, you stop in your tracks.

“What the fuck?”

You head back into the dining room in which you swear you just saw Dodger through the window. You stop at the door of the dining room when you see that the whole table is completely set up with ten plates each covered by a metal cover. You frown, turn around and are about to go in the backyard when you knock your head into a muscular chest. You look up and see Chris sporting the biggest smile you’ve ever seen while looking as handsome as ever in a black suit. Your eyes widen as a smile forms on your face and you immediately wrap your arms around him.

“Oh my God, Chris, what the hell are you doing here?”

He chuckles at your reaction and says, “Well, I certainly couldn’t leave my baby alone on her birthday now, could I?”

You smile and hug him even harder.

Dodger then comes barrelling through the house and starts jumping up to try and get your attention. You let Chris go and kneel next to Dodger, petting him.

“Hi there, bubba. How’s my best boy doing?”

You hear Chris whine and see him pout as Dodger starts to lick at your hands. You wink up at Chris and laugh as he crosses his arms across his chest. You get back up and turn to look at the table again.

“Chris… I can’t believe you did all of this for me. Really.” You turn around and look at him, smiling. “Thank you so much.”

He takes you back into his arms and whispers, “You’re welcome, princess.”

You give him a kiss on the cheek and look between the table and him, “Guess I should go get dressed up, huh?”

After taking a quick shower, you look in the closet for a dress capable of matching the ambiance that Chris had set in the house: classy and elegant but relaxed. You decide on a dress that you had gotten for a red carpet that you had attended with Chris.

You head to the dining room and find Chris already sitting at the table. When he hears you come down, he gets up and adjusts his suit.

“My God, Y/N… You look so beautiful.”

You feel the heat rush to your cheeks as butterflies swim in your stomach; Chris never failed to make you feel this way.

Chris comes to you, gives you a chaste kiss on the lips and pulls out your chair. You sit down and smile as he heads to the opposite side of the table and sits down.

Chris had prepared a five-course meal consisting of bruschetta, a French onion soup, a Mediterranean salad, Fettucine Alfredo and a chocolate mousse for dessert.

As you’re finishing your chocolate mousse, you can feel Chris’ eyes on you. You slowly look up at him and smile,

“You okay?”

He smiles back at you and scratches the nape of his neck before answering, “Yeah, I just like looking at you.”

You feel the heat fill your cheeks again as you contemplate his answer and tilt your head back to your dessert. He continues to look at you and smile as he says,

“Why don’t you go choose a movie for us to watch while I clean this up?”

You nod, get up and make your way to the living room. You turn on the TV and start browsing Netflix when you hear,

“Hey Y/N? Can you come to the kitchen for a second, please?”

“Yeah!”

You head to the kitchen and confusedly frown when Chris is nowhere to be found. You start to turn around and say,

“Chris? Where are-”

You stop in the middle of your sentence when you see Chris in front of you, on one knee with a black, velvet box in his hands. You choke on your breath and whisper, “Oh my God…”

“Y/N. Ever since the first day I met you, I knew that you would have an impact on my life. I didn’t know exactly when or how, but I could feel that you were going to completely change my life. You have been my better half for almost 6 years now and I couldn’t ask for anyone better. You have helped me understand the true meaning of happiness. There are a million reasons why I love you but the ones that, without a doubt, make me question why it took so long for our paths to cross are that you are smart, you are talented, you are literally so funny, you are loving, you are compassionate, you are the most beautiful woman on this planet and you make me a better person. The greatest gift that you could ever give me would be to allow me to wake up next to you, every day for the rest of my life.” He now opens the black box and reveals the prettiest diamond ring you have ever seen.

“Y/N Y/L/N, would you do me the honor of marrying me?”

By now, you could only see Chris’ blurry silhouette as tears were pouring out of your eyes and down your face. You’re at a complete loss for words as you continue to cry your eyes out. Chris starts to breathe heavily and becomes anxious as you don’t say anything or move at all for the next minute,

“Y/N?”

Hearing him say your name again seems to reactive your brain as you rapidly nod your head and your voice cracks as you answer,

“Yes, Chris. Oh my God, yes!”

Chris’ smile returns as he removes the ring from the box and slides it on your finger. He gets up and immediately crashes his lips to yours. He passionately kisses you as he picks you up, bridal style. Chris looks down at you, smirks and asks,

“What do you say we consummate this proposal or, you know, whatever it’s called?”

You laugh and nod your head as you kiss him again.

Chris really had the best birthday surprises.

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llatimeria · 4 years ago

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ok but seriously this is getting to me. if we want to consider makeup as Art and Personal Expression. THAT ACTUALLY MAKES SO MUCH OF MAKEUP CULTURE WAY WORSE IT DOESN’T EXCUSE IT AT ALL WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT OH MY GOD

let’s just pretend for a moment that we lived in a bizarre alternate universe where the norm was something like “if you don’t know how to paint you’re a total weirdo. Spend an hour making a watercolor portrait every day before work or you’re fired. if you don’t do this everyone will hate you and think you’re ugly and weird”.

1. The Obvious Point Everyone Has Made: The Fact That Some People Enjoy Painting Does Not Make This Less Fucked Up. people can do painting on their own time whenever they want and it’d still be bad to make people do this or act like their ability to paint dictates their worth and attractiveness as a person. some people would be totally fine with doing an entire portrait every day before work! in fact that sounds pretty relaxing to me as someone who likes watercolors! but we can’t just act like Making Everyone Do It would Just Be Fine because SOME people like it?? a lot of people would Tolerate this too, because "It’s just a painting i guess.... i’ll just do it because it’s easier than dealing with the backlash if I don’t :/”. but just because it’s not LITERAL TORTURE doesn’t mean it’s just. FINE???? 2. Would that watercolor portrait have like.. any soul to it? where’s the Emotion??? is art under duress honest art?? how much of your internal artistic personal soul can you really express when you’re being made to do it, especially if you’re doing it every... single... day... before you leave for work or school or just existing generally in the world and nobody is paying you to do it and if you don’t do it everyone will think you’re weird? it’s not IMPOSSIBLE to pull off something meaningful under those conditions but it sure is Difficult.

3. What happens if doing it The Wrong Way would get you in trouble too? i guess the parallel in this metaphor is like. what if you didn’t want to paint with watercolors and liked acrylics more? what if you got sick of portraits and decided to do a still life, or something completely abstract? what if you wanted to get even funkier and make a SCULPTURE instead, doing something COMPLETELY outside of this system? what if you just... didn’t want to do anything at all and just go to work without this extra step in your morning routine?

idk i guess what im saying is You Can’t Honestly Express Yourself when you’re being chained to one specific style, especially one that you CANNOT possibly choose. you can’t act like you’re Bearing Your Soul every time you wear makeup if you would get socially punished for Not Doing It/Doing It Wrong unless your soul just happens to be exactly what your society currently likes in a person, which is approximately 0 people on planet earth.

makeup can be really fun for a lot of people! a lot of people like how it makes them look or enjoy the routine and process! a lot of people like doing makeup for costumes, whether that be just for a cosplay photoshoot or a professional production of some kind! people have been putting pigment on their face and going “oh hell yeah” since the moment some brilliant prehistoric people realized some kinds of dirt have funny colors. Makeup CAN 100% be used to express ourselves. the problem is that you can’t take an act of self-expression and use it to enforce conformity and have it still be self-expression. Either people can Choose not to wear makeup without fear of repercussion OR it’s not self-expression. Either people can Choose what styles of makeup they want to wear without fear of repercussion OR it’s not self-expression. This isn’t a thing where we can have both!! If we want people to be able to express themselves thru makeup, we HAVE to abolish the idea that people NEED to wear makeup in order to be worthy.

#IVE JUST BEEN THINKING A LOT ABOUT MAKEUP LATELY #BUT IN LIKE... THE OPPOSITE WAY THIS MAKES IT SOUND LIKE #IVE BEEN TEMPTED TO LEARN HOW TO DO MAKEUP NOW THAT THERE ISNT A PRESSURE TO BE GOOD AT IT JKHDSFDSJFHDF

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dontasktheradiodemon · 4 years ago

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Bullet Wound

Follow-up to this discussion with Angel. They ended up doing the surgery in Angel’s room instead of the bar because SOMEBODY forgot that was where we agreed to meet. (It’s me I’m somebody.)

Alastor

Knock knock knock, guess who. It's Doctor Alastor and Nurse Hentai, here with their trademark "surgery with a smile" service.

Angel

He opened the door with one of his tertiary hands. The couple others were busy pressing a pink-stained... _something_ to his shoulder.

" Oh nonono, I ain't drunk enough fa THIS, YET. " Angel knocked back the remainder of whiskey left in the bottle he had before trudging to his minifridge for another. " Is Hentai, uh, gonna hurt? He slimy or some shit? How drunk I gotta be? " His eyes were beginning to lose focus.

Alastor

Alastor's gaze landed on the pink stain. Aha. There was the wound, no doubt. "It'll hurt about as much as you'd expect for something the width of a coffee stirrer to squeeze into a wound and yank a bullet out. I can dull your ability to feel around the injury."

Alastor tilted his head to peer into the minifridge, checking to see how good Angel's stash was. "I think you're quite drunk enough already! Unless you want to sleep the next two weeks." He held up the one bit of surgical equipment he'd visibly brought with him: a bottle of Everclear. "But I'd planned to use this to clean the wound."

Angel

" Oh, ya can?? " he responded with uncharacteristically dulled excitement, " Thank _fuck!_ I would'a gone fa a hit but, uh, _Bolivian Ma'chin' Powder's_ all OUT. An' I gotta... uh, show. Even if just ta say I can't work so I can get my standa'd issue ass kickin' an' come back. "

Angel then stumbled to his chair, flipping it around so he could lean forward off the back. " Just... go nuts. Fuck th' rug. I could get a Daddy ta get me a new one if it gets fucked up. Uh... youse can use th' bench if ya need to. "

Alastor

"What, sending a self-E of the bullet wound isn't a good enough doctor's note?" Alastor tutted.

He unscrewed the bottle; for the moment, he was still standing so he could remain taller than Angel. "Now, this IS going to sting—but I've got to clean you off before I can numb the area. I'd warn you to bite the bullet but—hah—we'll have to fish it out before you can do that, won't we!" And here comes the sting.

Angel

" Nah... he's gonna think I photoshopped it... " he groaned with a reach for a throw pillow to scream into. He would've laughed a little more whole-heartedly if not for the anticipated _agony_ that tensed him so hard he could've bit off his own tongue.

" _UGH THIS IS WHAT I FUCKIN' GET!_ " he muffled into the plush pink, now growing darker from the entrance wound, " Why's good shit gotta HURT so bad? It's so fuckin' _DUMB._ " Angel smothered a few more whines and hisses before getting a handle on his breathing again. " ... Can ya do the numbin' thin', yet...? "

Alastor

Ignore the studio audience laughing at your pain, it's nothing personal.

Alastor lightly brushed off what few drops of fresh blood the alcohol hadn't washed from Angel's fur. "Now I can!" He decided owing a small favor to a prince was worth it so he didn't have to drag a miniature apothecary out of his trunk, looked around for a pen or marker—ah, of course, makeup everywhere—and grabbed a tube of black lipstick. "You don't happen to have any bad blood with Prince Gaap, do you?"

Angel

Angel groaned, metaphorically biting his tongue to hold back any amount of quips or name-calling he would've fired at the hip for the sake of not pissing off the demon that was about to start poking around in him.

" Prince a who? " he asked with an instantly regrettable twist to see what Alastor was doing, " I ain't ever known any _legitimate_ royalty... I don' think... "

Alastor

"Then I'll take that as a no." He scrawled Gaap's sigil on Angel's shoulder around the wound—not his most artistic work, given how fuzzy his canvas was, but Alastor was on good enough terms with enough nobles that they wouldn't nitpick tiny errors in his work. "Now, this will make the area around your wound feel temporarily hale and hearty—but it's only a feeling. You're still just as damaged. Don't jump up and do cartwheels." He finished the double circle around the sigil and the lines started to glow green. Good. "Working yet?"

Angel

Angel took a deep breath as the nerves began to cease fire until finally, he no longer felt the need to scream or cry. Well enough to turn his head, he gave himself a peek in the mirror.

" Yeah... like I wanna do cartwheels, " Angel giggled, " Tell Prince Gaap I said thanks ~ " _An' ask him if he's single,_ he chuckled to himself as he stretched his limbs more comfortably about his chair. " Ya gonna stir me like a cup a coffee, now? " he joked.

Alastor

"I'll pass on your gratitude! Just don't tell him you owe him one if you happen to cross paths with him, he'll take it literally and then we'll both be paying him for the anesthesia."

Alastor huffed. "Once I clean the wound a little more. I don't know if you've noticed, but you've got quite a lot of fur around it." He looked around for some sort of towel that wasn't completely soaked in blood, poured a little more alcohol in it, and finally sat on the bench as he started carefully cleaning the wound itself while trying to avoid disrupting the sigil.

"You don't strike me as the type to get shot in the back," he mused. "What happened here—somebody take you by surprise?"

Angel

" Oh, he's _that_ type, " he commented, deciding on whether or not he should offer a razor. He was already going to be getting a temporary bald spot. May as well...

" If ya needa clear it some, there's clippers off th' side a the mirro- " Angel's arms and legs tightened around the chair as he sank his chin _deep_ into the pillow. _When_ was the last time...? Without the sting to distract him, all there was to focus on was the touch and it made his head swim. He didn't know how to process it, so he reverted to his go-to distraction. " _Funny how I still ended up on th' twink ma'ket cove'ed in all this peach fuzz, ah?_ "

He chuckled bitterly as his eyes swept to the ceiling. " Yeah... somethin' like that... Was a _surprise,_ alright... "

Alastor

"Most nobles are. Out of the ones that bargain with humans, anyway." He grabbed the clippers and very carefully started clearing a patch around the entry wound. "You know, between you being called one and *me* being called one, I'm beginning to think that 'twink' doesn't actually mean anything."

Alastor leaned around Angel's side to give him a vicious grin. "So, tell me about this surprise! You didn't think I was doing this without hoping to get a little entertainment in return!"

Angel

" _It means ya never get ta eat **shit,** that's what it means-!_ " he grumbled.

Then a sudden **gasp.** How the hell he manged to scare him despite being the forefront of his attention was beyond him. " _Fuckin'-_ " he groaned with a turn of his head in the opposite direction, " Was an ex... an angry one... That dramatic enough fa you? "

His claws clenched his skin as he tried to replicate the buzz of the razor into his brain. Sure would be nice if he could uncap his skull and do some doodling in _there._

Alastor

"... *Does it.*" There was a little bit of info Alastor was going to file away and never let go of.

"An ex! Oh, yes, *quite* dramatic enough! What did you do to *him?* That is to say—" One freshly alcohol-soaked claw brushed dangerously close to prying into the wound, "—was this earned, or an overreaction?"

Angel

" Earned. Def'nitely earned. Uh... " Angel pondered. He'd already vague-blogged about the incident. Any opportunity to avoid any scandal was already blown.

" She. I let her 'and it to me. It was th' _least_ I could do. "

Alastor

"*She!* That brings up some questions, doesn't it?" He dropped his impromptu wash cloth on his lap and said, "Now, as much as I'd relish prying this story out of you one detail at a time, unfortunately I won't be free to talk for a bit." He summoned up his cane. "Ready to have an alien abomination pry a bullet out of your back?"

Angel

Angel braced himself. Salt in the wound felt well deserved to him. Even if subconsciously, he'd allow every opportunity to pay for what he did to her. Being pried through by an alien abomination, sitting through a mortifying interview, and being shot point blank was a good enough start.

" Wouldn't be the _first_ time I 'ad tentacles in me ~ " he replied cheekily with a thumbs up, " Just don' let 'im get _too_ carried away, yeah ~ ? "

Alastor

"Oh, I plan to guarantee he won't!" A dark blot, small as an ink stain, opened in the air between them, and a single thin tendril wiggled out. "But while I'm giving him instructions, I won't be listening to closely to you. So!" He swung his cane around in front of Angel. "Take Mic here and let him know if you need me to stop, would you?"

Angel

" _Plan_ ta guarantee...? " He snorted, then crimson eyes flickered. He'd voluntarily _hand_ him that thing? " Yeah, ok ~ " Angel wiped off his bloody fingers and gently took the rod. " Can't feel a thin'- " _Liar._ " -so prolly won't need to. "

" Heyyy, Mic-y, how ya doin' ~ ? " he asked sweetly, turning the instrument about and inspecting him curiously. " Al give ya routine polishin'? Ya just, chill in th' other dimension 'til he calls ya? " Like a set of keys given to a toddler, he was sufficiently distracted.

Alastor

"Oh, I can't complain! It's not allowed in my contract!" The cane rolled its eye. "Naaah, who needs polishing? When I poof off, the dirt doesn't come with me!" It gave Angel a wry look. "Or d'you got another reason for asking how often Al *polishes his cane?* Eh?" Mic's humor was somewhat lowbrow compared to Alastor's usual standards. Usually Alastor would scold it for getting saucy. But right then, Alastor's brain wasn't entirely present.

He couldn't actually give his tentacled "friend" orders, per se. They were too different, too alien for normal person-to-person communication. What Alastor COULD do was broadcast a signal that let him slip into a fragment of a tentacle's mind and pilot it directly; but when he was doing so, when he was making sense of the world as the alien beast saw it, he wasn't exactly able to, say, process language.

If Angel happened to turn around, he'd see that Alastor's eyes had gone blank and filled with static. But he probably shouldn't turn around, since that was when Alastor managed to seize control of the noodle-thin tentacle that had wriggled through and fed the tip of it into the wound.

Angel

" Hehehe! I getcha, I getcha. Talk back get smacked, ah? " Angel couldn't can more giggles, but he did feel the need to do some scolding in Alastor's place. At least, as much as he _assumed_ he should.

" Buh-BUH! Shouldn't ya know better than ta be talkin' deer dick? At least, _more than me_? Ta at least keep it in th' context a dick seasoned up real nice on a silver platter? " He snickered deviously, remembering certain debaucheries he'd engaged in both before and after death. " I _like_ ya, though! Wonder how much fun ya'd be _outta_ contract ~ "

Gently tapping the deep red surface of the back with a pristinely manicured claw, Angel had a sudden urge to seize an opportunity he might not get later. " Hey... can ya do that radio thin' ta _my_ voice? "

Alastor

"You can't have slapstick without the stick! And what'm I if not a stick? You ain't gettin' me outta contract, though. That's not how it works."

(Alastor, meanwhile, has slithered the tentacle in deep enough to reach the bullet. Pardon the weird feeling as it wraps around the intrusion, and then prods briefly past the bullet to make sure it didn't penetrated Angel's lung. Whole new can of worms if it did.)

"No can do! You wanna get your voice broadcast outta the radio, sure, I'm the Mic for the job, long as Alastor's authorizing the broadcast. But if you wanna GET the radio voice? Uh-uh. Only way to sound like the Radio Demon is to BE the Radio Demon."

Angel

An eye twitched as he took a breath and felt that internal pinch. Sans the pain of one, the sensation reminded him of an air bubble he'd have to spend several minutes patting out until he could finally take a deeper breath again. He shallowed his lungs and stayed still as he could with a held breath until the tendril retreated. A deep, testing sigh of relief, then he shook his head with a glance to the mirror. Alastor sure was getting _busy._ He trusted he was in good hands.

" Nah, I don't wanna do _that._ Just wanna give ya singin' a lil' try. Not _everyday_ ya passed off t' another demon, am I right? Specially not a _talented_ one like yours truly ~ " Angel pouted and pursed his brows. " C'mon ~ Just this once! I promise I'll _do ya right ~_ "

Alastor

"Ya wanna sing, then sing! But I can't give you the voice any more than I can give you deer antlers. It ain't transferrable. It's *his.*"

And there was the bullet being slowly dragged backwards out of the wound it had caused. Carefully. But they probably weren't going to completely avoid doing a little extra damage.

Angel

" 'Tis almost th' season, Sweetie, I can give _m'self_ antle's if I wanted to ~ " He then rolled his eyes and relented, followed by some sensational weirdness in his shoulder cavity. Checking in wasn't his first instinct. It was, of course, to _play._ He'd never nail Alastor's southern belle, so he let his register drop as he casually snapped and tapped his own beat with Mic dramatically in hand. ( At least, theatrically as he could while being an obedient patient. )

https://youtu.be/eAiMOTlUVv4

Alastor

Bullet retrieved. Alastor's eyes snapped back to normal as the tentacle withdrew into its portal, dropping the bullet as it did. He caught it, but waited until the end of the song to speak up. "Not bad." He held the bullet over Angel's shoulder. "Do you want this little troublemaker?"

Angel

" Hehe! _Thanks ~ !_ " Angel took the bullet in a free hand to inspect it for shatter. Thankfully, it was all in one piece. Hentai wouldn't have to do any further digging. " What I owe ya? This thin' gonna last 'til it heals, or should I get ready ta go Vicodin huntin' _now?_ " he asked with an experimental roll of his shoulder and another check in the mirror.

Alastor

"Go Vicodin hunting. And also bandage it up, change the bandage twice daily, check for infection, et cetera et cetera." He stood, stretched, and his cane poofed out of Angel's hand and into his own. "As for what you owe me... Give me the rest of the story about this ex of yours and if I think it's interesting enough, we'll call it square."

Angel

" ... Ya ain't gonna be reco'din' it, are ya? " he asked solemnly, " Ah fuck whatever... " Angel threw himself into mercy and rummaged around his drawers for bandages.

" I 'ad a squeeze t' get the Outfit off m'back, " he began, " Drew it out as long as I could but uh, _women's_ a pretty hot topic wit' th' boys. Older I got... y'know. _Family._ They's wantin' _kids._ Big ol' fuckin'... Italian _famiglia_ ta' keep th' bootleg business goin'. "

Was it the pain of the memory or the pressure of the wrapping? Angel was thankful for it. He even dabbed at himself a bit forcefully to override any involuntary bodily response to the whole ordeal.

Alastor

"You have my solemn vow that I won't start recording." That wasn't a promise that he wasn't already recording.

Alastor could guess where this story was going; his grin widened in anticipatory schadenfreude. "Go on."

Angel

As Alastor's grin widened, Angel's eyes narrowed. He tucked his bandage and leaned back against his vanity.

" She's was _-IS-_ like you. I was about as inta her as she was inta anyone else. At least, when I wasn't mistakin' 'er fa a guy. We's was dumb kids, grew up t'gether in the same mafia network. We knew th' game an' we knew we 'ad ta play it. So we _made a deal._ "

" I broke it in, uh... 1944. "

Alastor

Now there was a twist Alastor hadn't been expecting. He'd anticipated a young bride doe-eyed with love and a young groom miserably trying to pretend it was reciprocated. But a mutual ruse was far more interesting.

And far more relatable. It wasn't very far off from his own parents' arrangement—except that theirs hadn't involved the Mafia.

"Let me guess. Get handcuffed together, play the happy couple in front of the family, ignore each other at home? Something like that?" And the one point that actually concerned him—"Were children involved?"

Angel

" No. We were very close, very convincin'. She was m' best frien'. Like Cherri, I didn' deserve 'er. E'ryone thought we was wildin' in the sack, but it never happened. No sex, no kids, just... two murderin' peas in a pod playin' th' most convincin' game a pretend... 'til I couldn't anymo'e. "

" _Could_ say we 'ad kids involved, though _THEM_ fuckin' wild childs could 'ardly bc counted. They was lil' monste's from the Forty-Two. Loved 'em like m'own. Some's prolly down 'ere. "

Alastor

Good—if they'd gotten offspring involved, that would have just been distasteful. Outside children that Angel actually liked were a different matter entirely.

"So, what did the grand breakdown look like? A big blowout fight and a demand for a divorce? No—Catholic, I presume—attempted murder?" He cocked an eyebrow. "*Successful* murder?"

Angel

Angel actually bursted a laugh. " Nope! Wasn't really... a _single thin-_ ok, it was, but uh, said _breakdown_ was less of a _single act_ an' more of a... "

His eyes searched the air for dates, encounters. It didn't help he didn't remember most of it, but he shrugged thinking that was enough indication in itself.

" _Buncha dragged out climaxes_ fa th' next... three years a so. Then I died an' left 'er ta face th' music all 'er own. Hence... " He then tapped at his shoulder and shrugged as if violence was the logical answer to beginning to level a half century-long grudge.

" She's workin' fa Rosie now. Keepin' th' fucks off 'er turf. I was one a them, " he snickered.

Alastor

Well that was the least subtle euphemism Alastor had ever heard. "You mean the prenuptial agreement for your marriage of convenience didn't include provisions for you to sleep around?" Alastor shook his head in exaggerated disappointment. "I can forgive her for the lapse—it takes multiple lessons to learn that you sexual people aren't exaggerating when you say the allure of sex is irresistible—but *you* ought to have known better!"

But never mind that, there was a personal connection now. "Well, it's a small underworld after all! If she's working for Rosie, then *I* might know her! What's her name—down here, I mean?"

Angel

" That was fa show! " he burst defensively, " We was bound by nothin' but laws an' laws is fake! " Angel pouted with a quadruple arm cross. He hadn't even _intended_ that innuendo as much as he meant to convey the feeling of being constantly at the edge of your seat for years. That'd drive _any_ sane person wild.

" She didn't _care_ who I fucked with! If ya ask _me,_ it's her _own fuckin' fault_ I went off th' 'andle because she had ta fuckin' PLAY WINGMAN AT THE MENAGERIE! "

He ignored Alastor's question of her identity at the moment. He was much too offended and much too defensive to let any shaming go unchecked, untouched by the oblivion of his violent self-assurance.

Alastor

Alastor laughed at the outburst. "Well, if she didn't care who you were crawling under the covers with, then what in the world is it you did in '44 that constituted such a great break from your 'agreement'? You didn't try to kill her, by mutual agreement you weren't cheating—what's left? Beatings? Framing her for infidelity? Eloping with a rival don's son?"

Angel

He clamped his jaw shut, gritting gold grinding into a horrid sound that soundtracked his anger. Angel didn't want to tell him any more than Alastor was surely not going to be letting it go. Should he just lie? Was that better than letting this asshole in on what was arguably _the_ most defining moment of his life?

" I already told you. I died. I left her alone when we were supposed to get through the fucking SHITSHOW together. '44 was just the year I _started..._ dying. "

Alastor

Alastor was silent for a moment as he processed that—and Angel's atypically somber tone at the announcement—and then, at last, said, "Some betrayal. Most people can't help dying—even the people who do it to themselves." Well, it didn't make for an exciting conclusion to the story—he could vaguely imagine the drama and trauma of the story in action, but the retelling left most of it out.

Still—a sham marriage in the middle of mobster family politics; it was a good enough story. "But, very well! Consider your surgery paid for. And I suppose if the two of you think that was reason enough for her to shoot you—HA!"

Alastor suddenly slapped Angel's shoulder. (By sheer luck, at least it was the uninjured shoulder.) "Have you ever heard that joke? 'My ex-wife still misses me—but her aim's getting better!'" Studio audience laughter. "I guess she doesn't miss you!"

Sometimes Alastor kills himself.

Angel

He _almost_ wished he had slapped his injured shoulder, just so he'd have a more solid reason to hit him back. Nonetheless, he managed to dodge _that_ bullet so Angel figured he could call it a day. A day to start dealing opioids.

" Yeah. She didn't miss, alright. " The corner of his mouth could only twitch. He wasn't consciously _stifling_ a smile, but his every deep-seated instinct to self-destruct at the slightest brush with self-awareness took more effort than he had to deal.

" Bel. La Donna. Like th' poison. She's like yay high an' redder than ya fuckin' mop before ya treatment. A spider. Like me. "

Alastor

"Oh, come now, that was funny and you know it."

Alastor's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh! *Bel!* Yes, we're acquainted! Not *well*, but well enough we'd be obligated to say hello if we passed on the street. My, my, it really *is* a small underworld."

Angel

" Aw _fuck,_ " he groaned, " Best _keep_ it that way. This place is already starting to feel like Double Hell. Last thin' I need's YOU TWO tag-teamin' me... "

Angel then lazily fished for his phone and hit up a dealer. " I'm gonna head out fa meds. Youse- " He hesitated. " ... gonna need anythin'? I'll replace ya everclear. "

Alastor

"Don't you worry! We don't talk much. Anyway, if she's gone this long without spreading the news around Rosie's inner circle that her ex-husband is Hell's biggest porn star, I doubt she has any interest in discussing it now."

He shook his head; he got the story behind the bullet, he had his payment. "It wasn't my bottle, I got it for this."

Angel

" Heh heh... that's the funny thin', " he confessed, " _She ain't known I was goin' by Angel Dust until t'day._ " He picked up a jacket and shrugged through the sleeves. " She always knew how ta cover my tracks. I _don't know_ how generous she's gonna be _now,_ but... here's hopin' she's satisfied with gettin' me penetrated by an alien named Hentai. "

He snickered, returning some to his usual self. " Thanks anyways. Ya didn't have t' be helpin' me out. "

Alastor

"And what's she going to do if she doesn't feel generous? Tell people that the famed porn star Angel Dust married a beard when he was alive? I hardly think that would cause a scandal down here!"

He waved off the thanks. "I'm perpetually bored and bullet wounds are almost always interesting."

Angel

" Oh you'd be surprised ~ Though. I don't think she's the type. Prolly just shoot me again fa hidin' from 'er all these years. "

He snickered and shot Alastor some fingerguns. " If she does, I'll let her hit somethin' interestin' fa ya ~ "

Alastor

Alastor tilted his head thoughtfully. “Yes, that... does sound like her.” He didn’t know a lot about Bel, but he knew THAT. How had Angel described himself and her, murderous peas in a pod or something of the sort? “See if you can’t persuade her to avoid the lungs and the bowels. Those are a pain to deal with. For me. But I imagine they’d also be a pain on the receiving end!”

Angel

" _The heart it is then ~_ " he sang with a wink, landing a heavy hand upon Alastor's shoulder on his way towards the door, " If ya see 'er aroun', be good ta her, ah? I should be back in time fa late dinner. "

Alastor

"A classic! How symbolic."

He gave Angel a farewell nod as he headed out himself. "I'll set aside some leftovers for you." *Never get to eat shit,* his ass. Not on his watch.

#sluttyspiderpolkacock #chat log

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sanktaleksander · 4 years ago

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Get to know me better

I’m sorry this took me forever to do but thanks for the tag @suchatinyinfinity

i’m an i-need-to-pull-the-driver-seat-all-the-way-in kind of person // i wear glasses or contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or have had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails (not often anymore) // i wear makeup // i don’t smile often // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

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hobbies and talents

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relationships

i am in a relationship // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i have met up with someone i met online

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aesthetic

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach (not really the beach more like the water itself) // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms (as long as they’re not severe) // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season (my soul just feels lighter during that time of year)

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miscellaneous

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food (i’ve had food from my favorite mexican place the last three times we’ve gotten takeout) // i make up scenarios in my head to fall asleep (i come up with fics, play out some ideas i already have for ones in progress and also just do it for fun) // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game (the idea of living in fable kinda appeals to me) // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least one dog // i have a cat

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indoor plants and gardens // cloud-watching or star-gazing // water and fire // paperback or hardcover // running or hiking // sleeping with socks or without socks // fruit or vegetables // hanging plants and succulents (though i have a soft spot of succulents) // dark wood or light wood // handwritten or typed // instagram or pinterest // braids or pigtails // dc or marvel // books and movies // oceans or meadows // forests or fields // sweet or salty // ice cream and chocolate // hoodies or sweaters // piercings and tattoos // summer or winter (neither. too hot in the summer, too much fucking snow in the winter) // boots (give me all the combat boots) or sneakers // house or apartment (doesn’t really matter if it’s decent sized and in decent shape) // cars (if i like any cars they’re usually those super expensive super cars rich people have, thanks top gear) or motorcycles // curls or straight hair // castles or cottages // sunny days or storms (as long as it’s not like tornado weather) // reptiles and birds // disney or nickelodeon (i don’t really like one over the other, it depends on the content itself) // strawberries or watermelon // essays or posters // phones or laptops or desktop // glass or stone // dark or light // photos or paintings // circuses (only if they don’t use animals) or theatres (really only if it’s the movie type, don’t much care for stage but if someone invited me i’d go) // reading and writing (i am trying to read more because i love books yet don’t read the ones i have but still buy more) // dogs or cats // poetry or novels // monsters (not a big fan of any horror type monster if that makes sense. im more of a kaiju type person) or ghosts // thrift shops and libraries (both make me feel better) // fiction or non-fiction (depends on the subject of the non fiction)

Tagging (totally don’t feel you have to): @dickbaggins @apsychoticfangirl @billyrussosbitch @blush-reincarnated @bendro-pascarnes or literally anyone who sees this and wants to do it

#i hope im not bothering anyone ive tagged #tag games

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rouge-the-bat · 4 years ago

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OOPS I HAD STARTED THIS THEN SAVED AS A DRAFT TO FINISH LATER BUT THEN FORGOT SO ITS. BEEN A BIT SINCE I WAS ACTUALLY TAGGED FOR THIS LMAO

ANYWAYS i was tagged by @skayforrest :'33

Rules: Please make your own text post when answering these to avoid long posts. Highlight/bold what applies to you!

for me to make it easier for me to read im going for:

bold: definitely me :3

italics: kinda me!

strikethrough: not me at All

(subscript parenthesis): my comments! (bc im very rambly lol)

also changing // between different phrases to ♡♡ to make it easier for me to distinguish between phrases too owo

♡ Appearance ♡

I am over 5’5 ♡♡ I wear glasses/contacts ♡♡ I have blonde hair ♡♡ I prefer loose clothing over tight clothing ♡♡ I have one or more piercings (my ears!) ♡♡ I have at least one tattoo (i want to get one of a drawing ive made soon tho!) ♡♡ I have blue eyes ♡♡ I have dyed or highlighted my hair (its p much back to normal now tho- and i want to dye it pink someday) ♡♡ I have gotten plastic surgery ♡♡ I have or had braces ♡♡ I sunburn easily ♡♡ I have freckles ♡♡ I paint my nails (not super often but i have fun doing it occasionally owo!) ♡♡ I typically wear makeup (i rarely do and usually its just lispstick, with maybe eyshadow and/or eyeliner) ♡♡ I don’t often smile (i can be really smiley sometimes but i dont interact with others much (esp irl) so i tend to not emote a whole lot) ♡♡ I am pleased with how I look (im cute round n chubby!!) ♡♡ I prefer nike to adidas (i literally dont care) ♡♡ I wear baseball caps backwards

♡ Hobbies & Interests ♡

I play a sport (i play... wii sports and real life bowling sometimes at most :'3) ♡♡ I can play an instrument (its been a really long time but i learned clarinet from school band) ♡♡ I am artistic ♡♡ I know more than one language (id like to learn some tho, like japanese, french, and/or korean maybe?) ♡♡ I have won a trophy in some sort of competition (never a Literal trophy :O) ♡♡ I can cook or bake without a recipe ♡♡ I know how to swim ♡♡ I enjoy writing (i like to but school has made me anxious anytime i try now ;w;) ♡♡ I can do origami ♡♡ I prefer movies to tv shows ♡♡ I can execute a perfect somersault ♡♡ I enjoy singing (exclusively for singing along, i dont really ever sing on my own lol) ♡♡ I could survive in the wild on my own ♡♡ I have read a new book series this year ♡♡ I enjoy spending time with my friends (who wouldnt!! esp with my friends, theyre amazing :'3) ♡♡ I travel during school or work breaks (id like to travel more..) ♡♡ I can do a handstand

♡ Relationships ♡

I am in a relationship (my girlfriend is so wonderful 🥰) ♡♡ I have been single for over a year (been dating my gf for almost 2 full years now!) ♡♡ I have a crush (fictional crushes count right? bc i have a million of those lol) ♡♡ I have a best friend I have known for ten years ♡♡ My parents are together ♡♡ I have hooked up with my best friend (thats meaning sexual right? bc im sex repulsed and so is my gf whos my best friend so, absolutely not lol) ♡♡ I am adopted ♡♡ My crush has confessed to me (im p much always the first to confess lol) ♡♡ I have had a long-distance relationship (hopefully someday tho it wont be long distance :'3) ♡♡ I am an only child (dear god no i have. 1 full brother, 3 half brothers, 1 half sister, and 2 or 3 step brothers gjkxjfk) ♡♡ I give advice to my friends (im not the best with advice but i try when i can!!) ♡♡ I have made an online friend (all of my current friends are online!) ♡♡ I met up with someone I have met online (GOD I WISH)

♡ Aesthetics ♡

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell ♡♡ I have watched the sunrise (many times, after being awake all night bc im p mych nocturnal lol) ♡♡ I enjoy rainy days (god i love rain so much) ♡♡ I have slept under the stars (iirc im p sure ive slept in a tent for going camping before ??? but my memory sucks so im not sure if that happened or i just always wanted to gjkdjg) ♡♡ I meditate outside (maybe i should try that sometime..) ♡♡ The sound of chirping calms me ♡♡ I enjoy the smell of the beach (ive been to a beach just a couple times.. i dont remember what it smelled like) ♡♡ I know what snow tastes like (i eat snow EVERY time it snows here, esp to make snow cream) ♡♡ I listen to music to fall asleep (on occasion! always instrumental stuff, sometimes meant for relaxing or sometimes just a comfort song from a game i love) ♡♡ I enjoy thunderstorms ♡♡ I enjoy cloud watching ♡♡ I have attended a bonfire ♡♡ I pay close attention to colors (ofc ! i love colors and graphic design is my passion- but like Actually, im not quoting the meme lol) ♡♡ I find mystery in the ocean ♡♡ I enjoy hiking on nature paths (would REALLY need to be in the mood for it) ♡♡ Autumn is my favourite season (close ! i love the chilly air and aesthetic of autumn as well, but winter is my ultimate comfort season <3)

♡ Miscellaneous ♡

I can fall asleep in moving vehicles ♡♡ I am the mom friend (mom friend mode can activate on Occasion, but usually im silly bastard friend) ♡♡ I am involved in extracurricular activities (im not in school) ♡♡ I enjoy mexican food ♡♡ I can drive a stick-shift (i still havent learned how to drive yet owo;;) ♡♡ I believe in true love (probably not in a typical sense?) ♡♡ I make up scenarios to fall asleep (oh no, i make up scenarios constantly in my head throughout the day, i get way too invested in them so they usually keep me up if i think about them when trying to sleep) ♡♡ I sing in the shower ♡♡ I wish I lived in a superhero movie (i def wanna live in some fictional worlds, but superhero movies arent things im usually into) ♡♡ I have a canopy above my bed ♡♡ I am multiracial (im not super familiar with my ancestry rn, so idk. would like to know sometime tho) ♡♡ I am a redhead ♡♡ I own at least 3 dogs/cats (rn i have 2 dogs and 3 cats!)

and uhhh ill tag @spiiderbiites @miphelda @kipokin @queerplyke @ameila if yall wanna do it :3? (if yalld like i can go thru n supply a version of this without all of my font edits and comments!) AH WHOOPS I GOT A URL MESSED UP BUT XENOLEAF U CAN DO TOO IF U WANT

#starry asks #uh not exactly an ask but ill use that tag for tag games like this #ive been tagged in a few of these kinda posts so im trying to catch up rn !!

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dfferentstages · 5 years ago

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i was tagged by @halosboat to do this literally last week rip and i forgot about it until i saw kat do it just now lmao thank u for tagging me gia! <3

~ appearance ~

i am over 5’5 // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing over tight clothing (it depends. i like loose bottoms 95% of the time and with tops its like 50/50 lol) // i have one or more piercings (if u count ears) // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails (when im not too lazy to) // i typically wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look (depends on the day/my mood but generally yes more often than not) // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball caps backwards

~ hobbies and interests ~

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault (idk about PERFECT and i havent tried in a while but i think i can do it lol) // i enjoy singing (im fucking terrible at it tho) // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with my friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

~ relationships ~

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have hooked up with my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me (kind of. theres someone i like and i know she likes me too but we havent actually ~said the words~ lmfao) // i have had a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

~ aesthetics ~

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season (spring is but autumn is a close second)

~ miscellaneous ~

i can fall asleep in moving vehicles // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote(s) // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep (thats all i ever do babey) // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least 3 dogs

i’m not tagging anyone because this is my third tag game thingy of the day so shxjdgxhsgxbx

#thank u for tagging me gia i’m sorry it took me so long to do this gsxjgshx #also sorry i added so much i wish i knew how to shut the fuck up!#💗#tag thingy

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rosymiel · 5 years ago

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bold tag game

i was waiting, and i mean absolutely mean WAITING, for a reason to do this, and then i say my babies @awildlili and @cadmiumcafe tagged me. so im HOPPIN in!!!!

i tag anyone and everyone bc!! im too lazy okay ily

Rules: Bold everything that applies to you and tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better.

Appearance:

I’m exactly 5’5 (i really truly don’t know what height i am, i’m anywhere from 5′5-5′6??? so im gonna say im 5′5 idk)// I wear glasses/contacts // I have blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // I have one or more piercings (i used to have my ears pierced, but i let them close, so i don’t think this counts?)// I have at least one tattoo // I have blue eyes // I have dyed or highlighted my hair // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards

Hobbies and Talents:

I play a sport (i play tennis, but just as a hobby!)// I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim (not very well though! storytime: in gym class when we were swimming my substitute teacher literally almost let me die, no exaggerating. i should’ve sued) // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to TV shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with friends // I travel during school or work breaks // I can do a handstand

Relationships:

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend I have known for over ten years // My parents are together // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // My crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends // I have made an online friend // I met up with someone I have met online

Aesthetics:

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sunrise // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // The sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths //autumn is my favorite season

Miscellaneous:

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend // I live by a certain quote // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick-shift // I believe in true love // I makeup scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least three dogs

#non sims #ask meme

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cheollies · 7 years ago

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Rent a Boyfriend!Chan

a/n: (dedicated to all Chan stans *whispers* @pasteluji)

Lee Chan: the inexperienced type. introduce him to your friends and watch him get flustered over everything. as you have already told your friends, you’re his first girlfriend, all of them will swoon at his cute demeanor as he offers to pay and do everything. extra services include shy physical affection that’s bound to have your friends squealing.

everyone agrees

Chan is the one most accurately close to his ‘type’

he knows nothing about dating, he went into the job knowing nothing about dating, and the company was literally like

‘Sweetie, child, don’t learn to date, it’ll ruin everything’

so basically he gets thrown into different job with a thumbs up from everyone and a ‘you’re gonna do great honey’

at first he wasn’t as popular as the other guys, people usually passed by his profile without a thought, but then all of a sudden

the hype of inexperienced boyfriends was somehow glorified and that’s the weekend Chan thought he was going to collapse from over working.

He no longer wishes to be as popular as Joshua

Can often be found getting ready in the game room

The stylist is ironing his hair while his eyes are fixed on the video game and his fingers are moving at the speed of light

‘SERIOUSLY CHAN! GO GET READY IN THE MAKE UP ROOM FOR GODS SAKE’

constantly eating snacks

he sits in the chair, getting his makeup done while eating some chips even though the make up artist is like ‘you’re going to ruin your lip tint’

‘Yolo’

‘CHAN’

Everyone marvels at the way Chan changed from the moment he entered the company to him now

and at first he was so sweet and nice, and then one day he came in with a sassy ass attitude and a ‘i know i’m the shit’ look

Jihoon: i’m gonna beat him

Mingyu: not before I do

Jeonghan: get in line idiots

probably chews bubble gum and blows bubbles when he’s in a conversation with his older coworkers

one time Seungcheol pried his mouth open to throw the gum away because he was getting so annoyed

oh damn, i haven’t talked about his clients yet, lololol

okay, Chan often goes on jobs that is basically just him, his client, and their girlfriends

mostly dinner dates or lunch dates, and it’s usually the ‘first time introducing you to my friends’ type of thing

and Chan just does things he’s seen in tv shows or movies, but he always gets flustered as hell

He’s so awkward with girls that it’s cringy

Felt as though his heart was going to jump out of his chest when his client kissed him on the cheek

and the girls squealed like ‘you’re so cuute’

and then cue Chan being like ‘I’m not cute! I can be tough too’

still doesn’t understand why girls squeal more when he says that.

usually he ends up being tipped by the end of the night because he’s so innocent and cute that you just kinda gotta

one time showed off his dance moves to his client and their friends, but halfway through he got so embarrassed that he had to stop and sit in the corner and think about his occupation

he met you in the company building

you two were passing by each other, Chan was heading to school after work and you were walking in

when he saw you, he just felt so captivated, so pulled to you, he ended up staring, turning his head when you began to pass him, and all at once…

he slammed into the glass door

Cue Soonyoung and Seokmin snickering to the side while they send the video to everyone

anyway

Chan kind of stands up with an embarrassed look, hoping no one saw, but when he turns to look at you, you smile at him, lips obviously letting out a little giggle before you disappear around the corner

‘YOU LOOKED SO STUPID!’ Chan buried his head into the couch while Seungkwan replays the video

‘who is she?’ Chan asks

and Seungkwan gasps, ‘you don’t know her?’ Seungkwan makes it seem all dramatic but then he ends up laughing, ‘nah i’m just kidding. She’s new. No one really knows what she does, but she’s got her own office and all the staff listen to her.’

Seungkwan leans into Chan to whisper, ‘the other day, I heard she told off Jeonghan’s make up artist for stealing some supplies and totally fired her on the spot.’

Chan kinda thinks it’s cool. You��re mysterious, you’re so different from the other girls he’s worked with. You’re powerful in this company and he doesn’t know why.

For a while he doesn’t see you, he thinks of you periodically but you’d usually sit in the back of his mind

He was leaving work one day, outside of the building, he attempts to grab a cab when he spots you.

you were frustratingly trying to hail a cab too but it seemed everyone was being an ass today

Just a few steps next to you, Chan manages to hail a cab and he stares at you

‘You can take mine.’ he says to you

‘Really? Thanks so much.’ You jump next to him, your smile grinning from ear to ear and he can smell the sweet scent of peaches coming off of you, “Chan right? The one who ran into the door.’

He’s embarrassed once more with a grin, ‘yeah’

‘I’ll see you around then.’

Chan swoons when you leave. His heart racing and his whole day is spent feeling like he was on top of the world.

He sees you a lot more often now

In the make up room, in the changing rooms, in the lobby, in the game room, in the resting rooms

and everyone stares at Chan sitting on the couch laughing with you about something

the first few times, Chan could see just how uncomfortable everyone felt around you

But once weeks passed it seemes as though Chan’s relationship with you made everything more chillax

and people can breath once again

‘YOU’RE THE CEO’S DAUGHTER’

‘OH YOU DIDN’T KNOW’

Now chan gets all anxious now bc, it’s you, you’re the ceo’s daughter, you have the power to fire him, and he has the most biggest crush on you ever but now this just makes him a hundred times more scared to ask you out bc what if you reject him and then fire him

so he tries to pick up clues, like

hmmmm did you get him coffee because you like him or because he’s just a friend to you

did you touch his hair because you like him or because you were just fixing it as a friend

HE DOESN’T KNOW

someone help him

Chan really doesn’t know anything about love or dating, so he goes to his coworkers.

‘JUST CONFESS’

‘GIVE HER FLOWERS’

‘NO CHOCOLATES’

‘TELL HER HOW PRETTY SHE IS’

‘GIVE HER A TEDDY BEAR’

‘THOSE ARE HORRIBLE IDEAS’ screams Seungcheol at the boys who start giggling.

the talk didn’t really go well because soon after everyone had work to go to

but since Chan is a newbie, he decided to put those ideas to use.

He walks into the building with a bouquet of flowers, chocolates, and a tiny bear. He sees you standing by the lobby desks, talking to the workers and approaches you with such a nervous heart

You smile when you see him and kind of tilt your head in confusion at all the stuff in his hands, ‘did you get those for your client?’

‘No’ he stutters on the word

cue Minghao and Hansol on the side holding back their laughter saying ‘he really did it’

Chan is so nervous he’s starting to sweat a little bit and he squeaks out a little ‘i like you’ while handing you the stuff

Now you’re embarrassed. Your cheeks are flushing red as you stare at the stuff.

Chan notices how embarrassed you are and takes it to mean that you don’t like him and he looks so defeated like ‘sorry.’

But you scream ‘no no no. I’m sorry. You’re just so cute.’ you take the flowers from him and smile so bright he feels as though his heart is going to burst, ‘i like you too.’

AND THAT’S HOW Y'ALL GOT TOGETHER

he kinda gets the largest ego from dating you

Like yeah, he’s the shit now

but in reality he tattles to you about the other guys and you have to like ‘calm down Chan’

He kinda secretly wants you to be jealous of him going on fake dates with his clients and being all lovey dovey with other girls

and he’ll try to get all up in your face while you’re working saying ‘im going now~~~ I’m gonna go on another date with a girl~~’

and you just smile at him ‘okay. I’ll see you when you get back’

he’s stomping his foot screaming ‘YOU’RE NO FUN’

follows you around eating chips from a bag and you have to say to Chan ‘this is a professional setting.’

cue Chan putting a chip in his mouth as if he doesn’t believe you

‘Give me one’

‘No you’re working’

‘CHAN YOU ARE LITERALLY AT WORK RIGHT NOW TOO’ he purposely changed your phone background to a picture of him because ya he’s your man now

couple items for days but he constantly had to take them off when he works and he gets so salty about it

It was hard trying to plan a celebration for Chan’s birthday Since his birthday is just three days before valentines day, the whole company turns into a war zone

and it didn’t help that both you and Chan would be working Chan was scheduled for dates throughout the entire day, and you were in charge of the rent a girlfriend department

So you and Chan had settled to celebrate his birthday as well as valentines day after all the chaos. well that’s what Chan thinks because you have something entirely up your sleeve.

Anyway, the day of Chan’s birthday comes and it falls on the weekend before valentines so the place is pretty swamped

but before Chan leaves for his last date of the day, he goes to the rent a girlfriend part of the building and he’s literally pushing pass other girls as he tries to get to the dressing rooms where he hears your voice bc you’re getting frustrated

and Chan just comes behind you, and honestly you felt so relieved just seeing his face, it really calmed you down, and Chan gives you a nice kiss on the cheek (while the other girls squeal at the cuteness) before he leaves because he thinks he probably won’t see you until the next day

BUT

when Chan comes back to the building to change out of the company clothes, he steps into the building with a fearful look because ‘is this real? It’s so quiet. Where is everyone?’

It’s completely empty and when he fully steps into the building

BAM

The lights turn on, everyone jumps out to scream happy birthday and it’s basically a Joshua’s birthday 2.0 but with Chan but the difference is that it isn’t as big as Joshua’s birthday, it was just the other rent a boyfriends and a few other friends

it turns out, since Chan learned later, that you had convinced your dad to basically have everyone take that night off so you could use the building for Chan. it look a lot of puppy eyes and tantrums but you wore your dad down to let it happen

and instead of handing Chan a cake that night, you handed him a laser gun and a vest while screaming ‘PUT IT ON! WE’RE ABOUT TO SHOW THE GUYS JUST HOW BADASS WE CAN BE’

yeah so that’s how you and Chan ended up running around the building playing laser tag with the others

and god, when he was running on the second floor with you, he was holding your hand while running down the hall, and when he looked back, he just saw this bright smile on your face and he swore he’s never felt more in love with you

okay but you also ordered a bunch of pizza as delivery and the delivery guy was incredibly terrified when he stepped in because you and Chan were the first to get to him and you guys planned on hoarding all the pizza

so just imagine a bunch of other people just running from out of the staircase with laser guns and screaming about the pizza

but you and Chan obviously end up sharing the pizza with everyone else

and Chan is just smiling so much he thinks his face is going to break and he just can’t believe that he managed to snatch you he’s just so foolishly in love with you and he doesn’t think there would be anyone in the world who he could love even more than you.

#Happy Birthday Chan #svt #seventeen #chan #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #chan scenarios

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makubes · 7 years ago

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really ridiculously detailed character stats.

FULL NAME: Rock Holmes. Rokuro Makube. NICKNAME(S): Rock.... just Rock. AGE: Verse dependent. Default is 16. MYERS-BRIGGS TYPE: ENTJ BIRTH DATE: June 9th 1949 ETHNICITY: Japanese and white PLACE OF BIRTH: Shinjuku, Japan GENDER IDENTITY: trans male PREFERRED PRONOUN(S): He/him. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Gay. RELIGION: His beliefs most closely align to buddhism but he mainly just doesn’t care OCCUPATION: He somehow manages to perfectly balance the life of an A+ honor student and thrilling boy detective! Oh, and he’s totally not doing any shady shit for his father on the side. FACE CLAIM: his actual face it’s pretty

Relationships

PARENTS: Mr. & Mrs. Makube (deceased), Duke Red (adoptive father) SIBLINGS: Tima (adoptive sister - deceased) SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S): i mean... IGNORING MY SHIPS.... none really... CHILDREN: There’s only one canon I know of where Rock had a child and it’s stated that he died before the child was born so uh.... hmmm..... no LEVEL OF SEXUAL EXPERIENCE: I honestly have not really thought about this. I would assume a fair amount as an adult but STORY OF FIRST KISS: He met a cute twink at a party and they kissed only to later find out she was a lesbian who thought he was a lesbian. OK IM JOKING BUT HONESTLY IDK??? This so cute tho I gotta think about it... A SOCIAL PERSON? Extremely so. How else is he supposed to feel validated HOW DO THEY THINK OTHERS PERCEIVE THEM? He’s the perfect boy! Sweet, charming, smart, and above all else he’s just plain handsome! But if they actually knew him they’d think he’s a disgusting demon spawn and hate his guts. HOW DO OTHERS ACTUALLY PERCEIVE THEM? I mean he’s kind of right? People who only have brief interactions with him really do think he’s sweet and smart, the perfect boy, but most who’ve spent extended time with him see him as a spoiled, pretentious, immature brat who refuses to admit he’s ever wrong. I mean he has a few friends who can still see the good before the bad, and even see the bad in a positive way, but they’re not the majority.

Physical Traits

EYE COLOR(S): Blue HAIR COLOR(S): His hair used to be really light but over the years it’s gotten darker so it’s almost black now HEIGHT: 5′06 (168cm) WEIGHT: 110lb (50kg) BODY BUILD: Petite. Long legs that make him look taller than he is. Kind of has a bit of a dorito shape going on of account of his breasts but it’s rarely noticeable GLASSES? CONTACTS? Do sunglasses and circle lenses count? If not then no. STYLE OF DRESS/TYPICAL OUTFITS: The thin line between formal and business-casual. Larme. Mod. Retro. Dress shirts and suits with simple striped ties. Dark sunglasses. Casual wear includes an excess of sweaters. For disguises, knee length dresses and skirts. Professional level makeup that makes him completely unrecognizable in the face. More sweaters. Wigs of various colors and styles, which rarely go past chin length. Bright lipsticks, and heavy mascara to accentuate his eyes. JEWELRY? TATTOOS? PIERCINGS? Expensive watches. Earrings. Usually studs, but he’ll wear hoops and dangly stuff for disguises. No tattoos. He wouldn’t let anything scar his perfect body. ATHLETIC? I mean yeah, but it doesn’t really show. HOW DO THEY WALK: Usually long, confident strides with his head held high. His walk also has a bit of a bounce to it which makes him seem more childish. HOW DO THEY SMELL LIKE: Fine, parisian perfume. Rose tinted. If he’s been smoking you’ll smell that too, but he’s not the kind of person who smokes constantly. WHAT’S THEIR POSTURE LIKE? Perfectly straight! Chin up! No slouching! Stop fidgeting! Are you even paying attention to me!? Look at me when you talk to me, boy!

Phobias and Diseases

PHOBIA(S): Isolation. Abandonment. Rejection. Death. MENTAL ILLNESS(ES): PTSD. NPD. Not an illness, but a lot of the symptoms overlap so his autism is worth mentioning here. PHYSICAL ILLNESS(ES): None in the default, but during his 20s a corrective eye surgery goes wrong and he’s left blind as a result. By the time my adult verse generally takes place he’s pretty used to it. WHEN WAS THIS DIAGNOSED? Aside from his future blindness none of this ever diagnosed.

Intellect

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: He’s privately tutored and already learning stuff that’s like, beyond the college level. IDK he’s just really smart. LEVEL OF SELF-ESTEEM: This one’s genuinely tricky because I wouldn’t say Rock’s ego is fake, but at the same time really does think he’s vile, disgusting, and wholly unlovable. Like his NPD developed directly as a means to cope with his PTSD if it makes more sense to phrase it that way. GIFTS/TALENTS: Perfect memory. Extremely book-smart but also extremely resourceful and quick on his feet. Able to remain calm in a crisis. Very charismatic and charming. A good liar. A better makeup artist and stylist than most professionals. Extremely loving and self-sacrificing when actually given the chance to love someone. SHORTCOMINGS: Absolutely cannot take criticism. Has a really hard time seeing things from other people’s perspectives. Extremely jealous. Short tempered and prone to violent outbursts. Hubris. Also he has like, no sense of humor and jokes won’t usually land with him. STYLE OF SPEECH: His English is overly formal. Like, he talks like an old man. I’m not sure about Japanese since I don’t speak or read it so I can’t tell if he’s just always like that or if it’s just a translation thing. “LEFT BRAIN” OR “RIGHT BRAIN” THINKER: I genuinely do not remember what this means and I’m too lazy to look it up ARTISTIC?: Not in the traditional sense, but I would definitely consider his disguise work art. MATHEMATICAL?: Weirdly enough, yes. He’s very analytical MAKES DECISIONS BASED MOSTLY ON EMOTIONS, OR ON LOGIC?: Emotions. MOST SENSITIVE ABOUT/VULNERABLE TO: He’s kinda like, hyper-aware of how people talk to him? He can notice when they’re upset and just not saying anything and it throws him into a panic because Oh god they’re going to leave me again aren’t they? Also like I’ve said several times he’s and extremely jealous person and will often see others as competition or obstacles to overcome rather than like, other people who might actually care about him. And like again another obvious one.... temptation. Greed. OPTIMIST OR PESSIMIST? Optimist, weirdly enough. EXTROVERT OR INTROVERT? Extrovert

Details/Quirks

NIGHT OWL OR EARLY BIRD? Night owl LIGHT OR HEAVY SLEEPER? Very light. He doesn’t get a lot of sleep actually. FAVORITE FOOD: He’ll literally eat anything so long as it’s actually edible. LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Again he grew up in poverty so he wasn’t afforded the luxury of having least favorites but he’ll avoid anything that like, reminds him of that. COFFEE OR TEA? Tea. CRUNCHY OR SMOOTH PEANUT BUTTER? Rock is a godless heathen so crunchy LEFTY OR RIGHTY? Righty. FAVORITE COLOR? Blue... like his eyes. CUSSER? Absolutely. SMOKER? DRINKER? DRUG USER? Most definitely to the first two but I’m on the fence about the third. PETS? I don’t remember if the giant snake of his has a name but yeah he has that.

tagged by: @insectoide kinda tagging: please just let me rest

#i spent 2 hours on this #headcanon;

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goldenotes · 7 years ago

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30 Questions Tag !

tagged by @junebugstudies thank you Eve !!! ✨ (and answered by gigi )

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better

nicknames: gigi is the only nickname I really respond to, but some people have called me ‘g’ and ‘jellybean’ in the past ??

gender: female

star sign: cancer (because of course)

height: 5′6

time: 12:56 am

birthday: july 1st

favorite bands: not really a huge band person but brendan from panic! at the disco has some magic in his voice oomf

favorite solo artists: bruno mars, older taylor swfit, ?? idk this is a crisis for me i’m a musical nerd save me

song stuck in my head: literally anything from disney 95% of the time

last movie I watched: the glass castle (based off the memoir by jeanette walls)

last show I watched: STRANGER THINGS SEASON 2 - AND THEN I BINGED ALL OF SEASONS 1 AND 2 AGAIN BECAUSE I AM TRASH

when I created my blog: i think august 2016 but i didn’t really start posting until this summer

what I post: (mostly) bullet journal

last thing i googled: goodreads (shameless plug but add me as a friend)

do i have any other blogs: my personal multifandom blog, my disney blog, and my roleplay blog (which is a mess don’t judge me)

do i get asks: not often only when I did the blogrates

why I chose my url: I thought it sounded cute and I liked the way it looked but also it was just available

following: 126

followers: 694 *shook*

average hours of sleep: like 8-10 in the past couple of months that I haven’t had school

lucky number: don’t think I have one ??

instruments: i used to play piano and guitar and viola but I dropped all of them (unfortunatley music was not my forte...)

what I am wearing: long sleeve and pj bottoms

dream job: being a makeup artist, but even better is to find something at walt disney world that pays well in the beauty field (which sadly I don’t think exists *sigh*)

dream trip: oh god too many to count but main ones: disneyland (californa), new york, and anywhere with crystal clear oceans *drools*

favorite food: salmon, avocados, or cinnamon toast crunch

nationality: mexican & american

fave song: literally anything from Hamilton

last book I read: I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson WHICH WAS SO GOOD I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT

top three fictional universes i’d want to join: OH BOY

Harry Potter Universe (because I want nothing more than to live in the ravenclaw common room *sighs*)

Disney Universe (because hello i’m obsessed)

The Stranger Things Universe (because steve)

im tagging: @studysmiley @generallystudies @getshitdonetbh @studysources @veranotes @architstudy @oreo-studies @studejing @studyhardsleepharder and other mutuals who want to participate !

#tagged #gigi thinks

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sunshineonamission-blog · 6 years ago

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January 30th Wednesday 1:38AM

So basically Tuesday

Do i even remember this morning

This morning I woke up and I was just so. Tired. So tired. Like hard to move in a literal way.

It was either this morning or yesterday - I think yesterday but when I went to open my blinds to let the light in it was like blue. Maybe that was Monday. Anyway.

Last night I slept in the dark with the door completely closed and the kitchen light off. I guess there was nothing scary to me about the dark anymore.

This morning I took a painful shower and I got dressed in my lined mom jeans that I’ve been avoiding and my grey turtleneck, and my denim jacket. I knew I’d sweat through the turtleneck. I was in denial. I packed a bag. I made some tea. I put my last lara bar in my pocket. I walked to Ryder.

Meeting with Jesse at 8:45. Was amazing.

I blabbed and he actually made sense of it.

So. Sounds like you like to make shit.

Yeah.

If you wanna do the new york thing and pound the pavement for a while you can. If you want to stay in boston... you can.

“I’m not fuckin corporate Northeastern. I want what’s best for you”

“You have permission to act. To be a theatre artist.”

“I give you permission to not know what you’re doing right now.”

- Summer. Berkshire Theatre Co. or Shakespeare & Co. or work and make money and “make a bunch of shit. get your friends. --> his best man runs Shakes, he used to run Berkshire: “it’s... grueling. if you wanna kinda pay your dues and train...”

- Fall. As many studio classes as possible. Acting 2.

- Playwriting, Directing, movement at some point, voice& speech, viewpoints

- He said I could get into movement right now. Ugh. Yesterday was the last day to drop a class without “withdrew” on transcript.

- If I wanna do a BFA program and just grind it out and wear black every day and be in a conservatory setting I can- probably not gonna be this year. That’s okay.

- MFA is an option. Maybe not recommended unless you have a trust fund or a strong desire to teach

- “Your makeup as a human being seems right. To be an actor. You have a seriousness but also a goofiness. You need both.”

“For the sake of your health, just maybe breathe...”

“You have time.”

“I know a lotta actors who direct. My wife does. I know directors who act sometimes.”

It’s weird right. You’re here for theatre and surrounded by like. STEM majors. They’re robots.

Keep the conversation going when I need to.

Advice for acting & life: don’t wait for someone to teach you. don’t wait to be instructed. If the opportunity arises to learn and do, do something.

Kick ass in acting tomorrow.

“you’re okay. You’re in the right place. in terms of like. mindset”

I was really just beaming walking outta there. I was excited. I changed into the acid wash jeans and too tight flowery converse and acadia sweatshirt and made my way to curry while i scarfed down the lara bar

Had like 15 minutes so I sat and researched summer programs a little. Obviously he said berkshire was grueling sooo that’s where I wanna go. - must do more research and maybe a second more soul searching and then just start prepping

Okay shop for 4 hours. Climbed scaffolding. Super grateful Julia Chase a normal human being was there. Mätthew’s nice and it’s fine. I hate Jenny. Jeanie. Whatever her name is. And that other kid whose name I don’t remember but he has an absurdly low voice and a beard and he’s tall and he’s stupid. I apologize for the strong language. Ultimately I don’t hate them I just like can hardly stand being around them because they’re just so cringey and rude and like the combo makes me want to go off. It makes me wanna be like yo. Jennie. I know. And stop holding the screw while you drill. That’s why you keep bleeding. But we got a lot done and especially when it was just me julia and matthew i really did like save the day with my ideas several times. fun! draining though and hadnt eaten in like a while besides the lara bar

Home. Was gonna research summer while eating my ubereats smoothie bowl because Jugos closed at 5 and it was like 3 and i wanted to sit and eat and research. No thank u Bgood u are a heartbreak at the moment.

Accidentally didnt put in my address for ubereats. What was in there was Park Plaza. Mhm. Ow. I called to fix my mistake but it was already on the way. 3 miles away. via bike. Angry ubereats biker.

I went to atm at MARINO and got money out, crying, came back, waited. Called mom weeping. He got here. He was biking away. What? I said hey excuse me he said “it dropped. It fuckin dropped. Im sorry okay you wont get charged it dropped.” I made him take $10 and apologized for the mistake and he said he was sorry for freakin out, sorry for making me cry. He made me think of Maddie Dinsmore. SO, MUCH. He said you’re a female I’m sorry I hate making girls cry and I said oh no trust me you didnt. I said the address I sent it to by accident was just a place I was at with my boyfriend like a month ago and we just broke up and I never order ubereats but i was really hungry so it made me cry.

And he said youre obviously hungry and you didnt even get your food and offered to go get me something from nearer by. He said he was moving to california on friday. I gave him the $10 and said no no that’s fine but good luck in California.

I don’t know why I felt the need to overshare to this stranger. I think it was two things. One was that I saw someone who felt very badly and who’d just biked 3 miles and who wasnt getting paid for it. I am a decent liar sometimes. When it seems like the right thing to do. Or at least I have been. But I’m so fuckin done with that. Not a bone in my body had the capacity in that moment to say oh no it’s not you I totally just bombed a test I literally just didn’t have it in me. But I didn’t want this person to have any guilt or sadness from today. So I just told the truth. Because yeah he was mad and it made me cry but ultimately it wouldn’t have if not for the circumstances. Because the circumstances made me feel stupid and like essentially I started feeling well enough to eat and okay enough not to be scared to eat or to at least be brave enough to leap that hurdle and the universe said fuck you. You should be hurting. And you tried to eat and this is what happens. I don’t believe that to be true. It’s just how it felt in the moment.

And I’m also just so heartbroken and it couldnt hurt to tell this person that I’ll never see again, who could judge me if he wanted but whose judgment would ultimately have no bearing on my life

Back inside. Back in bed. Talked to mom.

Made eggs.

Ew.

Felt super anxious

In bed totally checking daniel’s snap map and thinking he was auditioning.

I’m so glad he’s auditioning.

I wonder if he knew that he could’ve auditioned last week.

I texted him when he was out and asked. He did. I’m glad.

We talked for a while. I said more than usual. I dont put the screenshots of texts here because we don’t need to torture ourselves.

I told him I just wanted him to be happy. He asked if id gone to any parties which blew me away because of course not.

I told him about miss you like hell

I told him about my ubereats experience

I told him I was scared

I asked if it had to be til we were 25 to come back around

I said I wanna take it back

He said he was gonna marry me

He asked if I was okay

He knows.

He told the boys it’s only me he’s dating ever

I miss him like hell

My heart doesnt beat the same without you

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in)

Ryder. Piano and singing and writing a song. Curry. HW with mia, my creative dna

Library w max ben maddie riana

ava had stopped at max’s lobby cause she was scared of a sketchy van so when i left i walked with max to ava so that we could walk home together.

Ava thinks she gets it but she doesn’t. I appreciate it but she doesn’t.

I’m in bed. This is a no teeth no face wash night but it’s okay because no makeup today

I’m very tired and it’s 2:16 now and time to go to sleep

Goodnight

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workingforthewidow · 8 years ago

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Unforgettable (Finn Balor X Reader)

(Im going to be completely honest here and say I am writing this purely for myself. I am having a horrible week so I need to let out my feelings and this is the best way I know how. So sorry if this isn’t very good.)

Characters: Finn Balor, you, mentions of others

Warnings: EMTIONAL, depression, self-hate, anxiety, self-harm, basically a lot of warnings, (it has been tagged with Trigger, warning, and trigger warning.) Finn being the super cute Finnamon roll that he is.

Summary: it feels like your world is crashing down and only one person steps up to help you

You were weird. You knew that. You weren’t like the other girls you worked with in the makeup department of WWE. They were all so bubbly and confident whereas you were quiet and shy. The other girls openly flirted with the superstars and a few divas, even the married ones while doing their makeup and body paint. You, on the other hand, stayed quiet and normally just did the normal, “Hey how are you? Good, same.” thing with the stars you got.

You had been with the company for about two years and had been working with Finn Balor since the start. After his original artist left they had to find someone who could do his body paint the way he liked it and somehow you were chosen. He claimed you did a perfect job after your first attempt. Which meant now Finn was really your only star to work with. His paint took so long you rarely had time for the others, unless it just a lipstick touch up or something simple. When you first started working with him you thought he was flirting with you. He would try to make conversation and you tried to talk to him but you couldn’t your shy nature caused you to clam up after a few minutes. After a few weeks Finn stopped trying to talk and let you do your job in silence occasionally he would talk to one of the superstars but it was mostly silent.

Tonight was a typical night at Raw. You set up your set and waited for Finn to arrive so you could get to work. While you waited you listened in on the others makeup girls conversations. It was a bad habit you had picked up from being so quiet all the time. You weren’t always this way but after an upsetting incident you decided quiet was safe so quiet was best. They were talking about going a club after the show and the people they wanted to hook up. Neither of the topics interested you and thankfully Finn showed up just then which let you have a distraction.

“Hey (Y/N).” Finn greeted and smiled his adorable smile. He was cute and you would be lying if you said you didn’t have a crush on him. You wished that you had the confidence to talk to him maybe even ask him out for a drink sometime. But no your shyness always took over.

“Hi Finn.” At first you had called him Mr. Balor and everyday for a month he told you to call him Finn until finally you got in the habit. Once everything was in place you started painting him.

You had a lot on your mind recently and really needed a good distraction to keep your thoughts from getting too harsh. You had heard that Finn was the kind of guy to always have a story to tell so maybe he could talk and distract you a bit. “This maybe sound weird but do you think you could distract me? Like tell me about your week or something? I have a lot on my mind and listening to someone keeps me focused.”

You didn’t even look up at him as you spoke. If you did you would have noticed his blue eyes light up. This was the most you had ever spoken to him and that excited him. After you took over his body painting he wouldn’t shut about you in the locker room. It got to the point where Seth would slap him anytime he brought you up. He wanted to ask you out but thought you weren’t interested.

“Sure. I have a good one. I talked to my mum today…” and thus Finn spent the whole two hours it took to paint his body talking about how his mum called to tell him that she had almost burnt down the house cooking dinner for his dad and how that reminded him of one christmas their tree caught fire. You didn’t say anything but occasionally giggled which Finn thought to be the cutest sound in the world.

Soon you were done and it was almost time for Finn to go out to the ring. “Thanks (Y/N). It’s perfect as always.”

“You’re welcome.” You said as he walked away. You started packing up your things got ready to leave when you heard the other girls talking again.

“I just don’t get it. She isn’t even that good. How did she get picked to do Finn?” Of course. When you started doing Finn’s body paint the other girls got jealous. You didn’t understand why, half of them were sleeping with other superstars or could at least get a hookup from a bar. Whereas you could barely talk to the guy you’ve literally seen half naked almost everyday for nearly two years. You ignored their glares as you walked out to your car and drove the hotel the company had put you in for the night.

Once you put your things away you started scrolling through your social media. Everything you saw broke you a little more inside. People you knew in high school were getting married, were married, having kids, or had kids. And here you were alone at 28 never having had a boyfriend ever. You didn’t even have any family after an accident killed your parents.

After a few minutes of mentally torturing yourself you decide to take a shower then go downstairs to the hotels bar and grill to get some late dinner. You avoided the mirror in the bathroom since you never liked the way you look. After your shower you slipped on a black t-shirt and jeans and walked to the hotel restaurant.

Since the universe just seemed to love you today you ended up getting there the exact time the wrestlers did. It must have been later then you thought. You avoid eye contact with anyone and were able to order a salad in peace. You had just finished and were paying when they noticed you.

“(Y/N)! Hey, come join us.” One of the other make up girls Carly said and pulled you to the table she was sitting at. You looked around and noticed the other make up girls were there as well as Finn, Seth, and some others. You were immediately uncomfortable. “You know we were just talking about you. How you never seem to stick around much after shows.”

“Not a fan of big crowds.” was all you were able to say barely above a whisper. Then Carly started in on a new topic about the next location you were going to or something to that effect. All you could focus on was making an excuse to go back to your room. Without thinking you started scratching at your wrist and arm. You always did that when you were nervous. When it got bad sometimes you made yourself bleed.

“I’m gonna head back to my room. (Y/N) will you come with me? I think we are on the same floor.” You snapped your head up when you heard Finn say your name.

“Sure.” You got up and followed him out still scratching and picking at your skin. You got in an elevator and once the doors where closed he grabbed your hands and held them tight in his.

“You got to stop that, love. You’re gonna hurt yourself.”

You looked down and noticed a small trail of blood on your arm. “Too late.” that was all you could say. You were panicking in your head. Here you were with your crush, who was holding your hands, and you were having a mental breakdown. The elevator stopped on your floor and he lead you to his room. Right next door to yours. Once inside he took you to the bathroom and got a towel wet and cleaned the blood off.

“It’s okay, love. You know if somethings wrong you can talk to me. I know I talk a lot but I’m a good listener too. And I know you have things to say. I can hear you muttering to yourself in your room all the time.” you shoot him a questioning look, “Walls in hotels are paper thin I can probably here a fly sneeze in your room.” there was a slight pause, “Bless you fly in (Y/N)’s room.” he said and that made you laugh quietly. “See there’s that smile I love. Do you want to talk about it?”

You didn’t know what to say. You wanted to talk but you didn’t want to scare him off. He was being so nice and you really needed to talk to someone before you completely jumped off the deep end. He moved from the bathroom to the main room and sat on the bed patting the space next to him. “Come on love. Talk to Finn.”

You sat next to him and bit your lip trying to figure out how to start this. You were completely out of your comfort zone. All at once everything started crashing down on you and you finally let it. Tears freely fell down your face and your body started shaking. Finn pulled you into his lap and held you tight. Your head was on his shoulder and he softly brushed your hair whispering calmly in your ear.

“It’s okay. Breathe. It will be okay. Nothing bad will happen. Breathe love.”

After a solid five minutes of you sobbing you were finally able to calm yourself enough that your tears stopped. Finn carefully wiped the tears off your cheeks.

“Please tell me what has made you so upset. I hate to see pretty girls cry.”

So you told him. You told him everything. You told him about your parents deaths and how that left you alone with no family. About your ex best friend who mentally abused you and caused you to be the shy and scared person you are today. You told him how you hated the way you looked and the way your depression and anxiety made you act. And he sat and listened the whole time occasionally nodding or humming in response to signal he was listening. Once you were done the two of you sat in silence. Then he spoke.

“You are the most beautiful girl in the world you know. At least I think so. Ask the others I never shut up about you. I hate that all those things happened to you. We have the day off tomorrow. Will you spend it with me?”

“Yeah. I’d like that.” This was so out of character for you but it felt nice.

“Why don’t you go back to your room and take a hot shower. Then come back and we will watch a movie or something okay? I don’t want you to be alone all night.”

You simply nodded in agreement and slowly got up. Finn followed you to the door and smiled when you turned to face him. “Thank you Finn.” Before he could say anything in return you slipped into your room and closed the door.

Once you were in your room you leaned against the door and slid down to the floor. So much had happened you had to take a minute to process everything. After a few minutes you got up and went to the bathroom. You turned the water up as hot as it would go, which wasn’t very hot in this hotel, and stood under the water for a few minutes. After a very relaxing shower you dried and wrapped your hair on a towel to help dry. You went to your suitcase and pulled out your pajamas, It was at this point you realized the only things you slept in were short shorts and an oversized Finn Balor shirt you had gotten for free from work. Well this was the only option. You put on your pajamas and brushed your hair, drying it a bit with a hairdryer. Then for the first time that night you looked at a clock. The numbers read 12:56. It was almost one in the morning. Finn had to be sleeping by now.

A knock on your door proved you wrong. “(Y/N). Love I heard the shower stop a few minutes ago. You didn’t fall asleep on me did you?” His accented voice was muffled by the door.

You smiled a bit and opened the door. Once he got a look at your outfit he smirked. “Nice shirt there love.” That caused you to blush.

“Thanks.” You say and follow him back to his room.

You both sit on the bed and he picks the remote up off the bedside table. He starts flipping through the movie channels and lands on a horror movie.

“If you get scared I’ll protect you.” He said and wrapped an arm around you.

He wasn’t lying. Anytime you jumped he would wrap his arm tighter around you. Or if you hid your face in his neck he would kiss your forehead. You were only 45 minutes into the movie when you fell asleep on his shoulder. Finn looked down and at you and smiled. He laid down so you were resting against his chest and pulled the blanket over the two of you. Once he heard your breathing even out he kissed your forehead again and whispered “I love you (Y/N).” Before falling asleep with a smile on his face and the girl he loved in his arms.

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