#and meet each otehr

[bokettochild]

we as a society should normalize dancing as a social activity again

[dustyspines]

favorite thing about scorbus?

they genuinely legitimately like each other

[katz-chow]

because you're mine, i walk the line

synopsis: the boys are jealous, possessive even, and damnit, shakespeare was right, jealousy is a green-eyed monster aka how their jealousy manifests as and how they respond

warnings: hurt/comfort, partner aggression (mild), jealous boys, suggestive themes, insecurities, squabbling, slight angst, kinda cheating with gaz? but not really bc he's there and reader never talks to the otehr guy again

a/n: did this as my first ever writing collab and with the very talented @d0youc0py !! go check out their version of a jealous task force as well! this took a lot longer than i thought because of some personal life things. who knew planning a surprise baby shower was so hard?

“Nothing. I just thought you would’ve called, that’s all.” -John Price

It wasn’t normal for you to be out with your friends and come home with a bountiful of stories to tell John. I mean, it’s only normal because you both promised each other that there would be as much transparency as there can be between the two of you. Of course, government secrets and all can be difficult, but those were out of his hands. 

Your arm gripped onto John’s as you struggled to kick off your shoes, and yet you were still blabbing on and on about the adventures you had with your friends. John smiled, only half listening as he focused on your well-being; the way your chest was a bit heavy as you start to run out of breath, the way you stumble slightly, still holding onto him, and definitely the state of your appearance as it wasn’t as pristine as it was when he had sent you off. Really though, the only important thing was your smile, that must mean it was a good time right?

“Oh, and this guy almost mugged us.” You said casually as you take off the shirt you were wearing to wear one of John’s hoodies instead. He choked on his water (he wanted to stay sober so that he can spring into action immediately).

“Love, what?” He said concerningly as he made his way over to you from your shared bed. Arms wrapped around your waist and chest pressed against your back, he lowers his voice. “Tell me what happened.”

Chills immediately ran up your spine and goosebumps laid on your skin as you tried to do your skincare routine. His eyes meet yours in the bathroom mirror, staring sharp and certain. You finally look at him, a sheepish smile on your face as you rubbed the lotion in. “It was fine anyway, this guy stepped in and like punched him before he could even turn away with the wallet. I think he was the only one who got hurt anyway.” 

John’s gaze drooped a bit as he rested his chin on your shoulder, the grip he had on your waist wrapped around you and tightens just like a snake. You tense up. “What’s up with you, Baby? Missed me that much?” You tried to joke, but the slight uncertain quiver in your voice gave you away. 

“Yes, but why didn’t you call me?” He mutters into your neck, his warm breath tingles. He lets his eyes close as he lets the remnants of your perfume become droplets in his lungs. “You know I’m there for you right?”

You hum in agreement and closed the remaining bottle. Twisting your torso over to his, you let your own arms run under his shirt and around his waist. You nuzzle your head against his chest. “I know, Baby…I know.”

Letting your hips sway a bit, you tried to lighten up the mood, letting him rub soothing circles into your back and head. Even with this adorable act you performed, he still remained tense and serious. You detach from his body and lift your chin up to better look at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just thought you would’ve called, that’s all.” He whispers, barely above a sigh. 

You twist your face into an amused and confused look and laughed a bit, “Are you…jealous?”

“No.”

He was a proud man, that much you knew. “Yeah, you’re not. Let’s go to bed.” 

Finally, as if all tension had suddenly dissipated, John lifts and throws you over his shoulder lightly, carries you over to your shared bed, and settles you down as you found yourself in a pitful of giggles. He lays down next to you, his beard smells of him and the minty aftershave you got him for his birthday. You press a kiss to his cheek and flicks a strand of hair away from your face.

“Next time you call me, alright?”

“I promise.”

"We need to talk about that little stunt you pulled earlier"- Simon Riley

It wasn’t every day that Simon Riley, a literal dead man, went out for a rather fancy gathering. But who was he to deny the fancies of his dear spouse who had been invited to a rather extravagant wedding of their beloved friends? So, here Simon was, dressed to the nines, engaging…or well, listening to small talk between some groomsmen who decided he needed to be pulled into “The Boys” rather than trail behind you. In all honestly, Simon thinks it’s just because they’re all military washouts who believe that having Simon, an active member, will boost their appearances. 

A sudden question snapped him out of his thought as he turned to the rather obnoxious man on his…nth drink. “You a real SAS lieutenant?”

“Sure.” Simon sighed agreeing and dismissively, not wanting to further egg him on to any conversation. 

“So what’s up with the mask? You sick or sum’?” Another man asks, this one slightly smaller than the previous. He, too, was drunk as a skunk.

Simon grumbles and blinks away his anger just for a bit. “Just a cold.” 

It was a dumb excuse but it seemed to satisfy the men in front of him as they returned to their conversation about cricket. His shoulders relax a bit as his grip on the champagne flute loosens. That was until his pretty eyes lingered around the scene until it got to yours. You, in your magnificent attire, shine in the garden venue's dim light. And then that pretty ring, which cost him a full year’s pay, winking at him playfully as your hand…grips a man’s bicep? 

Simon’s head turned a bit, confused, and rather stern paint washed over him. Who is that? Why are you there with him? Why were you holding onto his bicep, practically feeling him up? As if on auto-pilot he walks over to you, mind nothing but focused on you. Simon was calm, when was he not when you were right there, staring at him with a wide smile on your face? 

“Oh, hi baby!” She grin widely as the hand that was on the man next to Simon retracted from his side and snaked its way around his own arm. The champagne flute, as he now noticed, was left abandoned somewhere in his haze of 20 feet over to you. “Everyone, this is my husband, Simon. He has a bit of a sniffle���” You smile kindly as a hand gestures to the absolute unit of a man next to you. 

Simon waves with his free arm and scrunches his eyes to mimic a polite smile. He turned over to your form and was met with the eyes of his partner. “Love, I need to talk to you.” 

This surprised you, you didn’t expect him to have to talk to you about something so urgent that he had, rather aggressively, pulled you away from the main reception and into the nearly empty garden house lobby instead. You were starting to get rather upset at his shenanigans and ripped your arm away from his grip. 

“What are you doing, Simon? The wedding is out there, we’re supposed to be-” He cuts you off as he cages you in between his hands and the wall that he had backed you up against. Through the small windows that lined the very top of the garden house, you could see the night sky and the yellow lights of the party just through these limewashed walls. 

Simon, his voice deep and low, a warning to you as he leaned to your ear, “We need to talk about that little stunt you pulled earlier…” 

Your body shook underneath as your heart skipped. Simon’s breath tickled against your skin. “What are you talking about?” You whisper, hesitantly and quite nervous as your eyes flickered from his and the wall past him. "What’s gotten into you?”

Simon huffs, the medical mask he adorned on his face was gone, what was left was a devilish grin plastered over his scarred lips. “You really don’t know? You think I didn’t see you feel up that man, hmm?” Lips to the base of your jaw caused you to gasp as he continued to trail his skin on yours. 

It suddenly comes to your mind as to why Simon was acting so weird, so needy for you. “Are you talking about Conrad? The one with the prosthetic arm…?” Your voice shook as you looked up at him through your lashes, his face was unreadable but he was quiet. And with that, you knew the look on his face. “Are you... are you jealous?”

“No,” He quickly whispered, a hand reached up to tilt your chin up to his eye level. He felt stupid, letting jealousy seep in like tea and not noticing the rather obvious prosthetic that you were clearly just checking out.

“Let’s go home, say you have a fever.” You nod at him, your voice quiet.

"The Hell was that?" -Kyle Garrick

You knew better than to make Kyle upset or angry at you purposely, but you just couldn’t help it–especially when you two have been fighting for days. Fortunately, you two decided it would be better if you kept the fighting private, he’s pretty personal with his affairs with you anyway. So when the team asked you two on a night out to the local bar for the typical Friday night stress reliever, you two had to come to shut down rising suspicions. 

To say the pub was loud was an understatement as the sound continued to drown out any thoughts in your head. Your grip on Kyle’s hand was loose and your small smile was the only thing that prevented the awful scowl that would plaster your face. 

Even when Kyle sat next to you the whole time, he had his body turned away from you, rather to listen to Soap ramble on about some show he was watching than pay you any attention. You sat there on the stool, swirling the thin straw in your drink out of boredom. You swivel around the chair and look at the people mingling about. Ghost and Price were challenging each other to a game of darts and, well that’s it. Damn odd numbers…

“Lovely girl like you sitting here alone with a melted rum and coke?” A figure sits down next to you on the barstool. 

You turn in surprise and smile at him kindly, shrugging. Then an idea came into that head of yours, “Date kinda left me here. Might as well just get a drink huh?”

The man laughed, his light brown curls bounced a bit. He was quite handsome. From what you could tell, his hair and beard would definitely be out of regulation, so…civilian. This should be fun. “Well, let me pick off where he left off then hm?”

You nod and smile politely at him, feeling Soap’s gaze on the man in front of you as he waves down the bartender to get you a drink. “You shouldn’t have the rum and coke, between you and me,” He leans in closer to you, “It sucks.”

The bartender sets down two glasses for you both, he pays and tips her, and you two cheer and takes a sip. You feel Kyle’s back bump against yours, both still too stubborn to end this charade of you egging him on. 

Soon the stranger, which is a lovely civilian doctor by the name of James, led you by your hand to the small dance floor that started to form. Don’t know how but suddenly you’re dancing all over him and so is apparently every other couple also on a date. As you laugh and joke with the man in front of you, you feel Kyle’s gaze boring into your every movement, anger radiating off of him. 

The night ends, James leaves after you assure him that you have a friend taking you home soon. You finally have a good time after being so riled up with Kyle, you even forgot that he was the “friend” that’s taking you home.

So you sit down next to him, and as if on cue, Soap leaves to watch Ghost’s and Price’s ever-increasing bar game competition. You gulp as you see his knuckles turn white from his grip on the beer he was holding. 

“Told Soap we’re heading home. Let’s go.” He mutters to you as he downs the rest of the beer. He grabs his keys and walks out of the pub, not bothering to look at you as you nervously trail behind him. 

The car door shut loudly after you climbed into his SUV. Even then, he insisted on opening your door for you. He followed suit. You both sat in his car, the engine was on but it wasn’t moving nor was there anyone doing anything but looking forward at the people exiting and entering the pub.

He spoke. “The Hell was that?”

You gulp and turn to him, your anger was starting to cloud the nervousness that shook you. “That was me having a good time for the first time this week.” You turn to him and snap. 

“Really? Gonna continue that good time streak then, hm?” Kyle said to you, his eyes lingered on your stern expression, from your eyes to your lips.

“What are you talking…Oh. Oh,” You realize as he smirks at you and shakes his head a bit. He puts his arm on the cushion of the seat you’re sitting on, backing the car out of the parking spot. 

You both don’t even remember what the fight was about after that.

"Kiss me." -Johnny MacTavish

Sparring for you was never easy. It wasn’t because you couldn’t spar, it was because it was a hassle and you were lazy. But Price had ordered you all to at least get something in to not lose that particular skill set, that was his reasoning anyway. Truthfully, he just wanted to “break in” the new squad of privates that had just been stationed at your base, really give them that “141 welcome home treatment”.  

It was ass crack in the morning when you limped over to the awfully bright gym-warehouse-sparring building. They had the giant doors lifted up to allow for the cool dawn air to flow through and aerate the damp steel walls. Everyone was already there, except for Gaz, he slept in you guessed. ‘He knows what’s up,’ you snort to yourself. 

“Hey, Love,” Johnny’s voice rang through to your ears as you turn around to him, further away from the both of you stood Ghost and some other sergeants ready to make the line of privates fight for their lives in the Colosseum. Their faces said enough with it drained of color except for the dark circles forming under their eyes. “Better get up there you.”

He smacks your ass and you shoot him a playful glare as you walk towards the action, but of course shouting to him a playful comment, “You’re just gonna stand there and look pretty then?”

He laughs and shrugs as he grabs his thermos of coffee and stands off to the side. You roll your eyes and turn your attention to Ghost who’s pairing everyone up. “Think you handle that one right there?”

You look at where he nodded to, an E-2 who seems like he has better things to do than to be here. Honestly, he probably didn’t given he’s fresh out of basic. You snort and hit Ghost playfully, “Knock him off his high horse? Give me 30 minutes and motherfucker would be crawling outta here.” 

Ghost grunted in what seemed to be a laugh and called the private over. He stood and could look Ghost in the eyes without tilting his head up too much, so you considered that pretty tall. After that, it was you and ass-kickin’ time.

Johnny, however, had finally decided to watch in as he heard your name being thrown around and a string of praises following it, so of course he had to be there to witness. But as he watch you easily throw around this guy, he couldn’t help but also watch his gaze on you. The way he licks his lips and smirks ever so slightly when you’re both on the floor. Or the way he lets you wrap your strong legs around his waist to throw him down. Johnny doesn’t like it. 

He walks over to Ghost and whispers something, a usual grin and a joke thrown in to lighten and cover his facade of the bubbling anger he felt. Ghost knew though, the way his pal was practically spitting out that dick joke threw him for a loop. “Alright, that’s enough. Drink some water, you have 5 minutes!”

With that, Johnny took his cue and jogged over to you after you helped the private up from the blue mat. You pat him on the shoulder and grabbed your hand and squeezed it, your furrowed eyebrows together quizzingly. “Love, I got your water bottle over there,” he said, pointing to the corner the private was. 

“Oh thanks, Johnny, you’re the best.” He leads you over and the private side-eyes him and he glares back. You unknowingly went to just grab your bottle and drink up to moisten your drying throat as you pant.

Johnny grabs you by the waist and pulls you to him, your eyes wide as you try to gulp down the water in your mouth. You lightly toss the bottle away back to its corner and look at your partner. “What? What is it?”

“Kiss me,” he says more demanding than he would’ve liked but they had to do it quickly as the private’s eyes were still on them. 

He pulls you closer and giggly, you push him away. “Johnny! No, not right here!”

“Please?” He pulls out his puppy dog eyes that just frame his baby blues into the cutest thing ever. 

You pout and roll your eyes, “Fine, only because you’re so cute.” Your lips close the gap between you and unknown to you, his eyes peek open to shoot the private, now creepily watching you two, a glare that could set him on fire. The private quickly turns his head and clears his throat. 

Johnny stayed with you the rest of the day and Ghost made the private stay back for some extra sparring since he “wasn’t satisfied” with how you had beaten him every time. 

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "Your first hug/physical display of affection"

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read about what may lead you and your person to share your first physical display of affection, and of what type it may be. romantic partner includes: current partner, future spouse/partner, destined person. it won't be a romantic partner for everyone probably, but we'll find out during the readings. thanks @treesletters for the suggestion!

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

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I think your first hug with your person may happen after you have been leaving some toxic mental pattern behind. You have been working on something, you've changed your ways in which you looked at life, you feel more positive about your future (and it could honestly also be cause of this person being in your life and supporting you, making you feel safe). This person brought a huge change in your life, they made you feel good about yourself and experience new emotions, a new way to look at relationships: they totally believe in you and appreciate you for who you are. And always remind you of your worth and that you need to be kind with yourself. They make you feel happy and in your power. They help you grow and support you while you are healing and working on yourself. Honestly it could even be you hugging them suddenly, cause they did something special for you (maybe gift you something on a special occasion): I see someone smiling happily and leaning onto this other person and hugging them in a very thankful and warm way (lot of sunlight here). It could even be that you both understand you've found someone special and you're glad the other is in your life. So, it's more of a friendly type of hug as for now, but it could also be the start for something else. For some, the hug may even have light shades of passion (or be the start for any of you feeling good about this connection and wondering if it can lead to something else. It may even make you wonder about the nature of your real feelings for this person: are they just a friend or something more?).

song: blood red | billy crabtree

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This hug seems more like an hug after a romantic date or something. It may happen at night, before wishing each other good night. I feel someone taller being well dressed and leaning down onto the other person's head, in a very gentle, kind, loving way. I am also smelling something sweet (it could be their perfume). this hug will be kinda emotional too, both of you may be feeling cozy, at home with each other and hugging will feel natural even in the beginning of your relationship (like first dates/meetings). You both seem to appreciate each other minds and mentality, your point of views, the way you see things. You seem fascinated by each other. You may even be different (physically, background, nationality...), but these differences aren't something that scare you: they feel okay, they just add to each other's mystery and you both seem to feel intrigued. It seems your communication is amazing and you can talk behind these differences. It doesn't have to be that you don't agree with basically anything the otehr says, but it could. But again, it is not bad for any of you. You're kinda learning from each other and this is something important for the both of you. It kinda feels fate has brought you two together, so that you could share something between you. Power couple for some. You both gain another point of view from the other and this adds to your personal knowdlege and you find it awesome. So the hug will feel cozy because of this. You may even hug/touch often, as a sign of support and love (esp. side hugs). You like to let the other know you're there by their side through physical touches. i think you may even start being physical not too far into the dates cause of this strong attraction/bond you feel for/with the other.

song: infrunami | steve lacy

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Honestly I cannot get much for this hug but it seems... It will be very sudden. You may be out with this person, and maybe a group of friends (of both or either of you) and you may end up to the arcade or any other place involving games you can play in teams or such. I see you two hugging as to celebrate your victory or any of you scoring a good point. Someone is literally sweeping the other off their feet. You may not realize it at first, as you're just thinking about your competition (honestly it could even be working -job/school- with this person and winning with your project or something like that) but right after, you may start feeling embarassed or even blushing... For some, your friends may start giving you weird looks (feels like they all know you two kinda share a connection or they feel your energies when you are together while you two don't or pretend not? Such a ff story!). Whatever the case, this hug will originate from a common win and let you realize the other's worth in your life, not just related to that game but in general... it will feel like after touching each other you will share infos and realize how much you care about the other, and how much you love them. Your more nurturing feelings will start pouring out, you will be more protective and welcoming towards the other, you'll see them with the eyes of love. You'll see how important they are. And you'll totally feel as you can count on them and work together again for something else, more romantic. It totally feels like this sudden hug will bring clarity and make things take a turn you may have never imagined. A sudden realization indeed.

song: just one day - short | deproducers

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This hug feels fated. It will bring a change in either of your lives. It totally feels unexpected, as if you were just walking and suddenly stumble upon something but someone nearby saves you from falling on the ground. This could totally be unrelated ofc, but the feeling is the same. So I think this could actually be someone already in your life, that maybe you have hugged already but didn't really do it with a thought. Or it could be someone from your past coming back in a new form/as a new person. Watever it is, it'll feel like this person will be there for you in a moment you'll need them to be. You won't need to ask them to, they will just be there, they'll know you need them. This person can totally calm you down, balance your mind and emotions, and help you breathe. They can come in and calm you, balance you, with just a few words. They're the earth beneath your feet. Feels like divine counterpart for some. This hug may happen after an exam or a test, this person will be there waiting for you and hug you/caress your hair, to comfort you. They will make you feel like you have nothing to worry and things are gonna be good. They may be your lucky charm. For some of you, you are trying to manifest this person hugging you, being into you (maybe you two aren't in contact atm or aren't connecting as you'd like to: you probably would love to be in a relationship with them and find them attractive, but you barely talk with them or are just friends/acquaintances. Maybe they're older too?). Honestly it can happen, if you'll be able to fight for this to happen. For a few others, this person has still to come into your life, but this too feels kinda fated (actually you may see them/meet them more than once in the same situation/place and start exchanging few words/looks before something else happen, and you find again each other when you need support - where the hug happens).

song: the unwinding cable car | anberlin

[mytragedyperson]

Dabihawks X super psycho love headcanons

Okay, I was in a music mood and now this song came on and it gave me DabiHawks ideas so, let's go with it.

Song is super psycho love by Simon Curtis.

Hawks actually becomes a villain AU? I think so. Why not?

So, it starts how it did in canon, Hawks is originally trying to join the League to spy on them for the Hero Safety commission.

He meets Dabi and is attracted to him but is also like but he's a villain and nothing's gonna happen

He is wrong

First encounters are the usual mix of threats and sexual tension that i've seen in the few DabiHawks fics I've read. Very much I'm attracted to you but I don't like you as a person, you know.

Hawks manages to join the League

This is when things start to change

Dabi is still suspicious of Hawks but is also horny and attracted to Hawks so he starts flirting with him, but only when it's just the two of them. When they're around the League he teeters between dismissive and insulting. He's either ignoring him or arguing with him.

Hawks is naturally confused but decides two can play at that game and starts returning the same energy

Naturally this results in them sleeping together

What does that mean it's friends, or in this case enemies, with benefits time, with a dash of secret relationship because Dabi does not want the League to know he's fucking Hawks.

Hawks is fine with keeping things a secret too because he doesn't want it to get back to the Hero Safety commission, because this is so not the mission. He was told to infiltrate the League. At no point was he told to sleep with one of the members. In fact, it was strongly discouraged

Meanwhile around the others, they still act like they hate each other. It's only partially an act. They still don't really like or trust each other but the sex is amazing and they just keep accidentally turning each other on, or maybe not so accidentally, and then dragging each other around to fuck.

This is a League of Villains are like family thing as well so at the same time, Hawks is slowly bonding with the League and starts having doubts about his mission.

Also some of the League kinda know or have a feeling something is going on between Dabi and Hawks but choose not to comment because they feel it's safer to just not know.

Anyway this continues for a while and slowly, it goes from enemies with benefits to friends with benefits. They start talking and very slowly, very cautiously start opening up and showing their softer sides.

This is a slowburn because trust is a very big problem.

And then Hawks starts developing feelings for Dabi

Dabi may or may not return these feelings yet, but if he does feel the same, he doesn't tell him.

And they're still pretending to hate each otehr around the League so Hawks feels even more confused and it slowly starts driving him insane.

Every day he cares a little less about his mission and his hero career, starts cring about the League members because he sees them just being normal (or as normal as they can be) people, falls in love with Dabi, starts blowing off hero stuff to hang out with the League, using the mission as an excuse.

Hawks finds out who Dabi is and what happened to him and how Endeavour treated him.

And he loses faith because, if that's their number one, and he's a child abuser and it was covered up

So Hawks returns honesty with honesty and admits his mission and how he doesn't want to go through with it anymore.

They both tell the League everything as well and, while there may be some distrust and negative reactions initially, they end up making up.

Dabi and Hawks get together.

The League exposes Endeavour and the Hero Public Safety Commission.

Todoroki Shouto surprises everyone when he backs up Dabi's story and shares his own experiences with Endeavour

turns out he knew Dabi was his brother all along

Maybe Shouto is the UA traitor in this one or maybe he just loves his brother, and hasn't forgiven his dad.

either way after this changes to the society are rapidly made, any corrupt heroes are rooted out.

The League of Villains do still recieve consequences for their crimes but they also get the help they need in terms of mental health.

And they kill All For One for using and manipulating Shigaraki

Okay I'm about done. If you liked this, my asks are open. Send a song and any character or ship from BNHA or one of the other fandomes in my pinned post and I'll do the same for them. I say ships meaning general relationships, not necessarily romantic ships

[acernor]

Thoughts on Wen Ning x Zhuzhi Lang? Weirdo with social anxiety meets another weirdo with social anxiety.

Idk I just think it’s cute 🥰 (with a side of serious Monsterfucker potential ofc)

oh... compatible... same chara sensors activating BEEP BEEEEP i bet they'd be overly polite with each other due to anxiety and be too fixated on their lords they've sworn their loyalty to to follow up with falling in love. well maybe zzl if wn saved him in ugly form like sqq and tlj did for him. but they'd need a nice Plot Device to get them into each otehr heh... >:)

[suenitos]

we can get them back they'll meet up and have drinks and kiss each otehr and make up

we can only hope

[revasserium]

I suck at writing friends to lovers or anything where a relationship wasn't / hasn't been really established. Like, I jump straight into awkward feelings and blurred lines. Any tips for fleshing things out more?

oKAY so -- friends to lovers is one of my FAV TROPES bc it just *clenches fists* has UNLIMITED potential to either be the most whOLESOME shIT or SUPER GODDAMN AnGSTY.

right but, i think the most important thing is to establish the basis of the friendship first (at least imo). for me, friendship (at least the GOOD, TRUE kind) is always a kind of comfort, a certain level of familiarity with each other. and there are things that show that in text:

inside jokes

(lovingly) shitting on each other (one of my FAV TROPES!!! see: iwaoi)

physical touch

emotional vulnerability

etc etc etc

and i think esp for the FRIENDS aspect of this, there's nothing better than looking at your own life and your own frienships -- how do you act around your closest friends? what walls do you take down when they're around? how do you talk differently? how do you move around them?

start there, and take stock of those things. and then, translate them to the characters ur writing! and boom, you have the "friendship" part down.

if you want to go even further back and detail the beginnings of friendship -- the one thing to keep in mind is that usually friendships start because you share something in common with another person and then you bond over it right. so -- i have friends who are all writers, i have friends who went to the same college i did, i have friends i met through my bf but we all love fuckin drinking good wine and eating good food so we send each other insta reels of all the newest restaurants that we wanna try in town --

again, look at how your own friendships start, and transpose that into the story.

do your characters meet at school? in the library? on a crowded subway station when it's fucking 98 degrees outside and they're both so damn tired of the day but there's a dude screaming into his phone standing way too close and they catch each otehrs eyes and roll their eyes at the same time???? like -- commonality brings people together. shared experiences and honestly shared suffering brings ppl together too.

mOST of my best friends are my best friends bc we're all shady as fuck together. LMAO. use that. take that and put it into your story.

that's what builds a solid foundation and then -- you already know the rest :) the blurred lines, the awkward feelings -- the ????? WTF WAIT DO I LIKE THIS PERSON ?!?!??!???!

yeah, the gUD stuff.

anyway!!! i hope this helped! :D

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

NO WAIT BC LIKE. THIS POST EXACTLY CAN WORK WITH STEVEN RHAKEHSJSHFJS

SPECIFICALLY WHEN HE MEETS HER AGAIN WHEN THEY WERE OLDER AND HE'S RLLY BEGGING HER TO REMEMBER HIM AGAIN PLEASE PLEASEEE /POS /LH

SHUTSITAUTRASOUSIAHFUHGFAHDFS SHUT UPPPUPPUYRHSD NO HONSESTLY YOUD BE SO RIGHT LSFSAIGHISAJGISJAGISGSA he needs to rizz her up but like platonically please can i be yourfriend pleasPLEASEPLEAS I SWEAR WE KNOW EACH OTEHR

[lume-nosity]

omg hi lume, listen to this little brainrot i have this brainrot idea for a xiao x reader.

Perhaps during the archon war, as reader and the other yakshas were fighting a mysterious portal had appeared sucking in the yalshas including reader popping them in our modern times.

All of the yakshas memories of each other were gone but each of them kept of receiving dreams of their past life when in the dynasty era, due to certain events reader met xiao at a a tea shop they were working at. Btoh Xiao and Reader found each other familiar at first but couldn't really pin point why, soon thry met the other yakshas.

Of course, as xiao and reader net each otehr again old love also recandles(?) in this life. Though, as all the yakshas meet up a mysterious entity is trying to stop all of them from remembering their past life.

I ACTUALLY MIGHT WRITE THIS AAAAA

(Dynasty au, xiao x dendro adeptus!reader)

hello this is such a gOOD IDEA???? I LOVE IT??? I WOULD LIKE TO EXPAND THIS BRAINROT BY ONE HALF IF YOU DON’T MIND BECAUSE I LOVE XIAO AND THIS IDEA SM (SORRY IF IT’S A LITTLE MESSY)

starting off with a bang: the archon war, yakshas fighting, and while reader was getting flung back from an attack and landed, sliding their feet across the ground, they heard a weird whirring sound to the side. curious, they looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them before dashing off to investigate.

of course xiao noticed, and before he was going to do or say something he was confronted with a surprise attack from above and with his instincts, he used his spear to defend himself from the attack. he called out their name (or yaksha name since this is archon war times but you don’t have to) like ‘[name]! where are you going?!’ seeing that they ignored him, he scowled and shoved his spear to effectively make his enemy lose their balance and fell flat on the ground from the harsh impact and chased after them. the other yakshas noticed and blah blah blah they too, followed their comrades.

as reader halted to a stop there was a portal; some sort of gateway, was calling out to them. it was almost mesmerizing. luring them closer, trying to reel them in. they hear inaudible whispers from it too. and within each step they get closer, the voices become louder. it’s as if they don’t hear anything else other than the portal.

their hand reaches out and before they get to do anything, xiao caught up to them and slid to a stop. heavy breathing, dilated pupils, heart racing, and saw them standing there. at very close proximity to the weird-looking portal. knowing that the portal is bad news, xiao knew he had to do something to remove reader from harm’s way. so he ran towards them to attempt to grab their arm and get them out. but that didn’t work. because first the reader got sucked in along with xiao.

the other yakshas caught up to where the two were running to, and was wondering where they’ve went. until they saw the portal. one of them suggested that they should leave because it’s a dead end and not worth it to go through the portal, but another one called them a coward and went ‘they are our family! we shouldn’t abandon them just like that!’ and the rest agreed, knowing that they cannot lose anyone. no matter what. as they all looked at one another, they nodded. and went to the portal one by one.

AHCJJAJC YOUR BRAIN IS SO BIG AND I CAN’T HELP BUT WRITE MY THOUGHTS ABOUT IT, FEEL FREE TO USE THIS IF YOU WISH BECAUSE THIS IS YOUR BRAINROT AFTER ALL AND I JUST WANTED TO EXPAND IT A LITTLE

[bellshazes]

@reverendsus i think the whole nuclear family + stranger danger + fantasy of independence ideas that are so ingrained in american culture are a huge detriment to stuff like this … it's not BUILT to sustain communities and mutual help like tht

this is true, but i think the hopeful thing that keeps me motivated is the building of this culture is not dependent on bending laws or institutions, but can be done via grassroots organizing or leveraging existing communities.

Department of Behavioral Health/Disabilities (DBHDID, DBHDD, etc.) and Centers for Independent/Accessible Living (CAL/CILs) vary in quality but often offer trainings or community support groups for individuals with disabilities and the people who love them; you may also have a department of aging, community chest/metro united way, or other city/county-level orgs that provide public education and services

Religious organizations are often leaders in community support especially around foster care. Orphan Care Alliance in KY allows you to post needs and then meet others', like car repairs or a mattress or money for a hotel to keep a family stable.

Suicide prevention training like QPR (Question, Persuade, Refer) is commonly given even for free by state and community organizations, alongside Mental Health First Aid; there are crisis intervention trainings but tend to be a little more rare or likely to cost something

Trauma-informed care, ACEs and PACEs trainings are often available depending on location from local or state organizations if you want a better vocabulary for talking about trauma and being supportive of otehrs who have experienced it

the Science of Hope, while really kind of just like Pedagogy of the Oppressed but with stats, is easy to locate ted talks on and lays out the impact & importance of hope - & how we can give it to each other

the biggest challenger here is that because it's all necessarily hyper-local, you will have to figure out for your individual area and state and context what's good and what's not. not all CILs or advocacy orgs are equally effective or well-run, but it's worth looking. you do have to get to know people, it's a lot of word of mouth, but that's the network that needs built.

and, ultimately, doing things like joining your neighborhood association if you have one or joining a community garden or just straight up getting to know your neighbors contributes heavily. hope is a social gift, and strong natural supports are the #1 most important factor in resiliency - letting people you live alongside know you both are here together, even and maybe especially if you never become friends, is a meaningful push in the right direction. be a cool aunt/uncle/cousin to non-relatives, appreciate your regular customers at work, give grace, learn to ask if folks are okay when you are able to listen, etc. forming connections that are founded in "I care that you exist in the world alongside me, even if we barely know each other, because you are in my community" is the work. it is so complex but at its heart, that is the work, period.

in turn, if you can't do that for any number of reasons right now, you deserve to have a network of supportive community too, even if you don't have it. the point of doing what you can when you can is that everybody needs the connection to others, and sometimes you need more of it.

my coworker says our job in BH healthcare is to hold hope for our members until the time they can take their hope back and hold it for themselves. sometimes you may be on one side or the other of that hopeful/lessness, but that is something you can do with very little training. and if you don't have hope, you can grow it for yourself, too, with some help. i promise that.

[niadotcom]

today was such a nice day it was a core meomry we walked on the street with the wind in our hair and then we watched teh sunset (we didnt think we'd make it in time it was v exhausting w e walked so much) and we cried (well me n othe rfriend) watchign teh sunset and just. realsiign that we'll never meet these people again and we've just grow n so close and we're so accustoemd to living with each otehr all day it'd be so heartbreakign because the competition next year will be off teh charts and 20% of teh people won't make it and everyhting is all just. so devastating. we didn't know if we were laughign or crying it got kind of mixed up but teh sunset was pretty and we'd had a pretty nce day we put on music to make ourselves sad

[foxymoxynoona]

Hi Foxy!

Do you feel it’s harder to work on fresh stories rather than ones that you’re already pretty deep in the universe/storyline? For me I tend to lose steam the deeper I get, but I’ve noticed that you seem to pick up speed when the plot thickens! How do you overcome that fade of initial excitement and find the motivation to continue while working on your longer fics?

I've been thinking about this a lot and have a couple answers. This might get kinda long...

I tend to think the difficulty comes in waves for me! Often I find the very beginning, the 1/3 point and the 2/3 point (right before we build to the climax of the story) to be difficult for me personally, and I've realized it's because these are periods of set up or transition in a story. Emotional stock taking. World building, character building. The period before or after the exciting stuff.

I've learned two ways to assess what I do when I hit that lull:

If the part that feels boring/dull/difficult to write for me is about a chapter in length, I perservere. Transition is hard. It almost never fails that the chapters I struggle with the most and hate will get higher positive response from readers haha. To me this means that it feels like grunt work as the writer but to the reader it's very important work.

If the story feelings boring/dull/difficult for more than a chapter to get through, I've lost the thread. A story shouldn't be boring. Writing shouldn't be boring. It's time to shake things up. Toss in a wet cat. Back up and see if I took a wrong turn.

And honestly, sometimes it just means I've reached the end of that particular story for me and it's time to shelf it at least for now. Sometimes I come back to stories years later and sometimes they chewed up and turned into something new later and sometimes they just were a training exercise after all.

A general tactic I have for avoiding the derailment you mention is that I always have something I am really really looking forward to writing that happens later in the story. It could be the end, it could be the climax, it could just be a really fun moment i know lies ahead (two examples: Y/N taking care of JK's injuries after the fight in Sea of Indigo; JK and Alex meeting again at the wedding in Tell Me What Changed.) The funny thing is, I may never actually get to that spot, or it might look very different than I imagined it, or it might not fit at all anymore and get cut (I have so many examples of each scenario.) You don't want to force the scene at that point if your story has grown a different direction but if it got you to that point, it did it's duty.

One other thing I will mention about me personally, I don't know if it's the same for otehrs, but I think age/time/experience have also helped me get better at identifying which stories I can see through to the end. Like my ratio of started stories to finished stories is SO MUCH higher now than it was in my teens or twenties, though definitely nowhere near 1:1; you folks don't see how many abandoned stories never get posted, some with hundreds of pages written. The truth is that we writers have to cut our teeth on a lot of stories before we find the right one to sink our teeth into, and getting to the end requires such a combination of motivation, perseverence, emotion, time, and energy. Honestly I'm stunned every time I finish a story! I feel much better equipped to avoid or fix the lulls when I hit them now than I did ten or twenty years ago, though again, I don't expect it'll ever be an exact science.

I was right, this was long, but I hope it was helpful at all!

[monstersqueen]

anyway since like. when i was first watching/reading bungou stray dogs i'm convincing that a true bsd soulmates au has. mutliple conccurent soulmates system. you get a permanent mark on first touch AND marks that fade at every touch AND first sentence AND first sentence they say after they fall in love/becomes someone who could be your soulmate/otehr significant moment AND a psychic bond AND colors when your eyes meet for the first time AND whatever else you can think of.

not all with the same person, though multiple could be with the same person, but there are soulmates all around and some are platonic and some aren't and there are thousand of ways you can identify your soulmates.

anyway atsushi probably have dazai's first words to him or at least words from one of their first conversation and some kind of psychic bond with kunikidda and the ada regularly leave colored marks on each other

and also this

is 100% the moment where astushi's world exploded in color.

sorry i don' t make the rules

no i won't take constructive criticism

[the-firebird69]

We did some really good work today and it is teamwork and we did come up with designs for these cars already and we do have them in bill have is close but a few of them yeah we're gonna start working with them we'll tell them why uncertain designs and they like it and they wanna be part of it and we need funding too. We're getting to move out right now and we are exploring possibilities here of what to do we are very tired of this guy he's gotta take a flying leap I gotta tell you something is not losing it but he's not angry it's really torture but it is in doing it on purpose a lot of it stockholm and we're gonna turn it on them And they're not very bright but I wanna keep it that way I have a couple things to say one of them is everything that they're doing here so I set up to annoy him threaten him to do a preamble I guess they were doing it before and I'm gonna study to make sure it's true do you wanna haul me down then have him have real problems so I get that then we're gonna go through it there's some problems that are going to have to deal with here we need to concentrate too And I'm hearing that this is a meeting about the rings and we need it what's going on is terrible then the ship thing is terrible And they're meeting about it so we'll see Now we have several things to discuss

- Every meeting that I go to I'm addressed not my name when I go to a meeting with these people they address me as someone that used to know and other things you're not at all so I look up and I see this guy's a demon and another one in the high office I broke it down inside And I said their code is having an effect and we're not including that in our calculations they don't wanna put into everything And we are looking at it and there's some major problems that have come up and it's like this and I need them to be addressed some start to finish not muddled through we need real solutions And we're going to head now and we will print that's very important

Hera

good

Zues important things and we note them and discuss now. need it all in now all.

Olympus

There continued harassment of myself and keeping me in poverty and trying to supplant money as a hope and though we need it and we should push for it it's a dangerous proposition to allow them to continue doing this.

Zues

we hear that i second it

Hera

we do say it and we put it forwards now we are sloth there and it hurts need it now. tons ofi t

Frank Castle Hardcastle we rmove thorns see they wer in teh way and who. and afew more and then we proceed. mac proper too dont want it but shall be contained and they will then be morlock arrested for terrorism.

we see it and we die now and soon fully so you pay there and so on

robert duvall

shut up cum sucker. low iife. you had one year left now you dont

Zues

i do no i see

and face him lol and good the sucekr wont ever stop he is a plague we are not ready t luanch and wont be. we see it saturn

robert duvall

ok then i dont have a time on yoru life but really. ok this is nonssense these are non sense

Zues Hera

and we can do stuff blaem them each otehr are committed to do so and i appreciate the attitude he is young it is hard to do

robert duvall

and we work now

Hulk Hogan

Olympus and we might call you brewer see it. tons of it and his and mine and it willwork ahhaah and different but real and yeh this is simple but tough to think through. we start making mmore and flood the place and y eh i like your i dea. and this rules. show u with the vat and install it. add fiz at the eatery and can it is done lot these days freshness you see. a big image of me just as on the can and your trucks we do this now and ok one of thm or similar is in mad max and the idiot ic red truck we do this ok. now

and we do see where it isthe oving truck so f them idiot shits

metnal patients we dont like it any more

...

Olympus approved to print

[risingshine]

I've been alone for so many years, too afraid to step out into the big, wide world. Meeting you, Chiasa, was one of the best things to ever happen to me. To be able to laugh and smile and share similar interests with each other, to share food and enjoy the world around us... it's such an eye-opening experience.

Tell my muse/s, anonymously or not, why you are thankful to have them in their lives and see how they react.

Chiasa's expressioned softened, hands clasped over heart. "...Really? I'm touched. I know...that the world can be scary. I should probably try getting ya ta see the world sometime, ne? Although just giving ya tha chance to have someone ta connect to, and laugh and enjoy times tagether is more than worth it fa me. Being there fa otehr people is all I ever wanted."