#and she thinks getting attached to/caring about people on tumblr is lame

[drbased]

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[incubae-fics]

First Impressions [Aomaris] [AU!]

Pairing: AU!Sam [Aomaris] x Female!Reader [3rd Person] [Reader is given a job n stuff for better descriptions]

Warnings: idk angst??

A/N: idk wtf this is but YEET. have some AU angst. I was gonna go with angst into fluff but here we are at 1 am thanks im sorry im lame, find the au on my blog bc tumblr killed links

Sam couldn’t believe she was someone he’d sworn to protect- someone he had to protect, because he was asked by a man who’d granted him about everything he’d wished for.

He wasn’t entirely sure why she was worth protecting. She was normal- completely human. She knew no magic, did nothing special, worked some regular job. She wasn’t.. important. Yet, to that man, she was. So he had no choice- hell, at first, he didn’t even know who she was. He just knew she was moving into the place he had to crash in. That she came with a best friend, and was buzzing with energy right at the moment he needed it. So he took it- and then she proceeded to clock him right in the jaw once her senses came to her.

It was a miracle that she wasn’t thrown into the nearest wall.

In his world, she’d be dead- but also, in his world, he wouldn’t need to take that type of energy from her. He’d have had her angry already, and would take that.

He wasn’t in his world though, and no matter how powerful he could be there, he was glad he wasn’t there. That he was free, and his brothers were too, even if it meant dealing with her.

Her snark was the worst- she pushed simply because she could, at least he thought so. In reality, it was because she had to have him know that she was no pushover. She wasn’t playing his games, and she refused to be verbally and mentally attacked in her own home. She didn’t want him to think he could get away with harassing and belittling her.

Names flew here and there, daggers and venom attached to each set. Hers pierced and seeped into crevices he wasn’t aware he had. However, his made gashes that would leave more permanent scars- scars that would come back to bite him later down the line.

His first impression of her was far from good- and if anyone had told him where he’d end up in regards to her, he’d have laughed in their faces.

Demons don’t love- they don’t know the feeling or the meaning. It’s not in their nature. It’s especially not for him. Not after what he’s been through- not after what he’s been forced to do and live through.

She was harsh and mean and angry. She was just bitter, not bittersweet- yet she broke into him. Somehow, their relationship morphed from violent words and screaming matches to.. comfortable banter. To hanging out and playing video games- to him catching glimpses of the soft side she hid. Damien had told him about it, and he refused to believe it, but then he saw it himself. Some of her walls came down, and he saw the incredibly soft person she was deep down.

It captivated him- made him curious.. made him.. yearn. Yearn for something he did not deserve. Something he wasn’t allowed to have- especially not with all he’s said to her in the beginning.

“Ha, I’m not his type, so a girl like me wouldn’t be a good example.”, she’d said once, after Damien had made some out of the blue suggestion. Sam couldn’t remember what it was, he just knew what she said.

“Do I really look like a boy with this haircut?”, she’d asked Damien, sniffling. She had gotten a bad haircut, and at the time, Sam had found it fit to joke around. Now though, the memory of the way she teared up tore at his very soul. Her eyes were so bright, but not with the happiness he’d grown to see and adore. It was with embarrassment, and reflected in them was his cruel laughing face.

“You’re such a fucking jerk.”, she’d had said in response to his joke, “No wonder everyone wanted to fight you- you’re just some mindless rage monster.”

The last sentence came out in a venomous hiss. It was weird, though, how the venom in them didn’t start to do anything to him until much later. Until he was feeling these things- having dreams that ended up as nightmares. Ones where she screamed how she could never love some monster. Where she told him how disgusting it was that he even liked her in that way. How he deserved to rot in the demon world- alone.

The venom in that sentence seeped into his very core, because he was awful to her. Monstrous and cruel, emotionally and he of all people knows the emotional scars last longer than the physical. Both hurt and scar- but the emotional continuously opens up. It doesn’t matter how much or how well you stitch it all up. It always reopens.

Some were opening now, as he watched her laugh with some guy he’d never met before. Some normal human guy at her job- some guy who hadn’t called her names or told her she looked like a boy. A guy that wasn’t him.

A guy he had no right to ask about- a guy he couldn’t ask her to stop talking to so he could drive her back home.

A guy that could take her from her home- or force him out of it. When Sam first met her, he couldn’t wait for her to get out of his hair- but now? He’d give anything for her to stay with him- forever, willingly. He’d never force her. He’d never make her stay or force him to allow him and his brothers to stay with her forever.

They’d all have to move out someday- and he hated the very thought.

She smiled in a way he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen.

“Who was that?”, he asks casually as he pulls out.

She just shakes her head, “A co-worker, not that you really care. Sorry for keeping you waiting.”

Her voice is light and playful, but it stings him painfully. He’d wait an eternity for her-

“Aw, c’mon. I care.”, he says, masking his hurt.

“Sam, you’ve called this place a shithole with shit people.”

He sighs, “That was.. before.”

She gives a small laugh, and he hates how his heart picks up, “Before what?”

“Before..”, he struggles to say what he really wants to say- but some lingering fear stops him, “Before I learned to tolerate you.”

“Ohh, wow. How kind of you.”, she rolls her eyes, and he swears he sees something in them- some hurt.. but then, of course he would. It’s just about all he’s ever seen, only now, it hurts him too. 

“You know I’m joking.”

“Do I?”, she says, like always, but he’s unaware she really means it. She really wonders if he’s joking- she can’t tell anymore. She isn’t sure if the initial hate is gone- but she doesn’t want to acknowledge why she even cares.

He’s a demon. He can’t feel even a fraction of what she feels, and he made that clear plenty of times without even having to say it. Without her even having to hint at a damn thing.

“I think you do.”, he replies, giving her a small grin.

“I don’t.”, is her response, and this one is bitter and bothered. It makes him glance at her, but she stares out the windshield, forcing her eyes to remain calm and clear. This realization hits a few times a week. It leaves her upset and hurt and confused. Often angry as well.

How could she not be? She’s feeling for someone who can’t give her one nice compliment. Can’t notice when she’s dressed up purposely for him- notice her when she wants him to. She can’t teach him to love- and how awful is it that... he’s the only one she does love, and she can’t change it. The feelings won’t leave- he gives her hope and then.. it’s gone.

She breaks the tense silence with a harsh “Good night.”, and then leaves him alone in his car. When she’s out of sight, he slams his hands on his steering wheel, denting it only slightly.

“DAMMIT!”, he screams to no one, “Why are you like this?!”, he hisses, damning himself for his ways.

“That’s because you’re just infatuated. You don’t love her, and she’ll never love you. Move on.”, James had told him, interrupting a conversation he was having with Damien.

“Don’t listen to-”, Damien began, but James wouldn’t have it.

“You know one half of my sentence is absolutely true-”

“It isn’t-”

“Damien. It won’t happen. You know this, don’t you?”

Damien suddenly goes quiet, something dark flashing in his eyes. It makes Sam oddly nervous, until he speaks, “That was low and just like him.”

James looked visibly shocked and hurt, but he remained silent. The conversation just dropped. Damien left him with, “Do whatever you want. It’s obvious you won’t listen to me.”

Infatuation? Was that what this was?

As her laughter rings from the kitchen, and a sad smile pulls across his lips, he knows it’s not. As he watches her and continues to yearn for her, he knows it’s more. He doesn’t just crave the things all incubi crave when it comes to her. He craves for more.

That more, will absolutely be the death of him.

“She’ll never love you..”

He’s aware, James.. He’s aware..

[xingxueyue]

This post aim to EXPOSE ELEX and Mr Love Queen’s Choice Developing Team, of how underhand they are.

You want to play games with me? I will show you what I am capable of.

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PART ONE

For those who remembered, I had made 2 posts previously to highlight of the dissing of the male characters by the players within the Official UK Discord Server for MLQC.

Somehow the Admin came to know of the tumblr post, be it someone purposely alerted her to it, or she chanced upon it by herself, i don’t really care. But she contacted me and asked if I know anything about it. Refer to Pic 7 for the chat. She claimed she wanted to help resolve it but ended up with threatening me, refer to Pic 8.

So what is questionable is, do they have the rights to threaten players who posted the real truth behind the so-called masked server? This is what I want to know. So I sent them a DM through facebook chat, refer to Pic 1 and 2. No reply, nothing? They just read and ignored my messages. What’s next? I emailed the customer service directly and per reply, they asked me to contact facebook admin, refer to Pic 4. If DM-ing them works, I wouldn’t resort to using email. But guess what? Email support ignored my messages too. Oh wow.

Upon no reply up till now, I tried Instagram and Twitter DM too. You’ve got that right, I was ignored by the entire Developing Team and Admins running the social media platform. I even tried contacting them in-game via live customer service chat, waited severe hours, asking a simple question, but nobody would reply me. Double wow.

I was wondering if they decided to bury this shameful act by baiting with a question in their facebook page’s post, refer to Pic 9 and Pic 10. True enough, they first hid my comment from reflecting on the post itself, next they deleted my post. HOW COWARDLY YOU ARE ELEX. Trying to desperately to conceal your ugly doings.

Now, you may think I’m making a fuss over nothing, but let’s put it this way. Isn’t ELEX and Mr Love Queen’s Choice Developing Team confirming that they are allowed to threaten players and blocked them off, buried them under the rag if the wind is not in their favor? Showing how underhand they can get if you’re in their way. They offer no resolution nor solution to Admin’s threatening and tried to cover their shit up. If this can happen to me, this can happen to any other player, anytime, any place. Talk about showing respect all these, taking all the rules and such seriously. Refer to the above attached picture. JOKE ON YOU.

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Part B

I’m gonna summarize this part real quick.

UK Server emphasized on no spoilers from other servers etc. Refer to pic 6 and pic 8. However, members of the Official UK Discord don’t abide at all. Spoilers from all other servers were contributed. Did Admin stepped in to moderate? Nope, nothing. They did nothing. Refer to the above attached picture. So, what happened to your rules on no spoilers on this server? Admin asking member to DM her the pictures instead. Isn’t that contradicting to your rules of no spoilers from other servers? Isn’t this showing that even your own Admin breaks the rule? 

So I sent a DM on the facebook page to question this, and yes, I was once again ignored, refer to Pic 3. Then I proceeded to emailing them about this matter. Again, I was ignored, refer to Pic 5. So you meant to say that, the rules you set can be broken by Admin, but not by members? And eventually everyone can go around breaking them as and when they like? Might as well abolish away the lame rules when you have zero intention to abide right from the very start. 

Then now, you decided to add in spoilers, accepting that spoilers from all servers are allowed. Refer to the above attached picture.  Isn’t that slapping yourself across the face? Contradicting to what you have been affirming all along. 

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Thankfully I don’t need UK Server to survive on, I even uninstalled this trash app. I can already foresee the downhill and doomsday for this UK server, given with such a core team, rotten to the very core itself and with the junk translation that twisted and misled people to the very personality and characteristic of the 4 male character. Oh yes, good luck to all your money. Enjoy being milked by rubbish UK translated app till the very end. After all, it is not my money they milked, it is yours. ;) 😉😏😝

I think that’s ‘nuff said thus far. I had made my points clear. To those who doesn’t like it, who wants to unfollow me, I welcome you to do so. I’m free to do what I want, I have my rights, the same goes to you.

Cheers  XOXO 💋💋 XingXueYue 🌈🌈 

NO FLYING FUCK GIVEN 💖💖 

[sieben9]

“the garden of forking paths” impressions

{Quick request to anyone reading: I’m watching OUaT for the first time, and I want to avoid spoilers. So, if you want to discuss something spoilery, I’d be grateful if you could start a new post for that. Thank you!}

Today on Once Upon a Time: Resist!

The new alliance against Belfrey is taking some (very) tentative steps to ruin her day, and in the flashback, something very similar is happening. Only with better organisation and a lot more leather.

please understand that this is the opposite of me complaining

Also, while I liked this episode well enough, the last two minutes or so kind of stole the whole entire show. Just saying.

We finally get some villain motivation!

And it is depressing as hell!

Yes, it also makes Belfrey immediately more interesting, but just… dead child. That’s dark. And apparently, Ella is in some way responsible for that. I assume it’s along the lines of snow being “responsible” for Daniel’s death, but she clearly still blames herself. Enough that one Tremaine offers that terrible deal, she’s ready to take it and become a murderer, rather than asking for help.

This scene also works on another level, in that it shows how well Tremaine knows Ella and knows which buttons to push to make her cooperate. It’s unsettling in a way that’s different from the direct “do this or everyone dies” ultimatum.

The fact that Ella agrees shows more than anything how incredibly alone she has been, and for a very long time. She doesn’t even think to ask for help, because she’s certain that she doesn’t deserve it. And even if she did, who would help her? Nobody ever has so far.

I think that’s why Henry has such trouble getting through to her. It’s hard to believe that someone only has your best interest in mind, despite barely knowing you, when the world so far just been horrible to you. Even Tiana and her resistance never did anything to help her, and citing “not enough evidence” seems late just a tiny bit of a lame excuse.

And it’s all the more reason why loved Regina coming in at the last moment to stop Ella from doing something she won’t be able to take back. Even if Ella doesn’t know the details, it’s clear that Regina’s advice comes from hard-earned experience. She knows exactly what she’s talking about, and she’s not willing to let someone else walk down that path without at least offering them away out.

(I also have wonder what might be going through Regina’s head, here. Because Ella’s situation, despite some superficial similarities with her own past, is much closer to Snow’s side of their story. I don’t really have a line of argument here, it’s just something I like to think about.)

A very similar situation arises between Jacinda and Roni, too, and it’s a great example of the thing the modern-day plotline does best this episode; the actual  plot itself is OK-ish, but the moments between characters stand out. Each of them makes me care more about these characters, even though I know they are cursed and not entirely themselves.

The modern-day story does good things, too, not least of them making the characters appear like real people that I care about. Even if they’re all cursed and not really themselves.

A short but effective scene in this vein was the one between Jacinda and Sabine. It established the stakes for the episode (more on that later), and it showed that these two are truly friends, not just roommates who mostly get along with each other. This also nicely parallels with the flashback, where we finally get to see Tiana in an actual speaking role. I think the modern-day plot is giving us him still how this relationship will develop in the flashback.

(And in an unrelated question: does anyone have the ship name for them? Look, I love me some glass believer, and these two are wonderful as friends, but also... ::gestures helplessly::)

Back with our conspirators, I giggled about Henry being research guy (look, Belle isn’t around, you’ll just have to make do), but maybe Rogers shouldn’t be the eye on the street either, because he cannot lie. At all.

Actually, as I said in the post that tumblr ate (seriously, I swear I posted this while watching and I cannot find the thing for the life of me), nobody on this show can lie for shit. None of them. And when they do, they only ever get away with it, because everybody else is crap at lying, too, and have no idea how to spot it. The only reason Rumple’s lies ever work is that he is the only one with a decent poker face. He’s still bad at lying, he just doesn’t telegraph it!

And speaking of Rumple/Weaver (please, show, help me out here): I am about 60% sure that he’s working against Belfrey, but please don’t ask me what his endgame is, because I just do not know. Right now, I mostly feel reminded of that season 1 exchange with Emma. I don’t know if he’s working with Belfrey or against her. Probably diagonally, or something. And yes, I’ll keep working on that, thank you.

look at that smug lil’ shit, though

The whole thing with the corrupt building official seemed a bit... well, it’s either a waste of time or brilliant foreshadowing, and I won’t know until later. Because on its face, it didn’t show me much that I didn’t already know. Rogers has a strong moral compass, Weaver doesn’t, and he’s playing his own game.

OK, unpopular opinion time! (Maybe)

I loved that Jacinda burned those petitions.

No, wait, hear me out! Not because I thought “yes, petitions are stupid anyway” or “yes, this is the right thing to do!” I absolutely think it was wrong of her. It was a moment of weakness, and it was presented as such. But it was also honest to her character. At the beginning of the episode, she tells us what her priorities are. It’s not fighting against her stepmother, it’s getting her daughter back. Being apart from Lucy is her worst-case scenario and it’s killing her. So when Belfrey offers her everything she once, plus a good place for her child to live, free of worries about rent (which obviously occupy a lot of her time right now)… I don’t know, Jacinda, as she has been portrayed so far, is not the person who would just turn that offer down. She has a deeply selfish streak when it comes to her daughter, and I think it’s one of the things that makes her interesting.

Of course, she then realises that in doing so she has alienated Lucy, and disappointed her deeply.

<SADLUCY>

And that is what makes her realise that if she is going to help with this, she cannot just think of herself. Lucy expects her mum to be a hero, and I think this is the point where Jacinda realises that she herself also wants to be one. And all of that culminates in the heartfelt if a little cheesy speech near the end. (Also, I will totally admit that I loved seeing the community come together against Belfrey in this way. Look, sometimes you just want some heartwarming fluff, no strings attached.)

Compared to all of that, Lucy finding that bit of the glass slipper together with Henry seemed almost like an afterthought. Though I do love how Henry has basically already adopted her, and quite independently from his feelings for her mother. My guy, have such excellent news for you. Of course, then the end of the episode happens, and…

please do not with your face, sir

That was evil. That was so not OK, Belfrey, I don’t even know where to start. And you know what? This won’t magically get better once he gets his memories back, because this grief and heartbreak will still have happened. I think it’s sometimes easy to think that the curse-memories aren’t real and therefore don’t count, but the emotions people feel due to these memories still are. I know the show never really goes into this, but this stuff still changes your entire brain chemistry. Even when he wakes up and knows it as fake, Henry will always live with the trauma of grieving for his dead wife and child, even though they never existed.

I don’t know, it’s just really messed up and I wanted to get into it a little.

And going off that graveyard scene… holy crap, that stinger! There’s a lot to unpack, starting with “clearly, Tremaine’s policy on magic is less a rule and more a very loose guideline.”

Also, Belfrey seems to know who she is and might just be the person who cast the curse, after all. I remain unconvinced because if it were that easy, we would have seen her do it by now, but she’s back on the list of suspects.

And speaking of suspect things:

Wooooow.

I mean. There is some capital-H History here. And whatever happened between these two, they’re both still pissed. Probably for different reasons. The fact that Belfrey (or Tremaine, really) basically goes to her for advice, no matter how much she dresses it up as a demand, suggests some kind of mentor/student relationship gone awry.

After a little brainstorming session with @idesignedthefjords, we narrowed the woman with the enormous hair in Belfrey’s “tower” down to either Rapunzel or the weird witch who thought a newborn was a reasonable price to ask for a couple of vegetables. (The latter of which would beg the question what, precisely, happened to Rapunzel)

Then again, this is Once, so she could be either, both, or someone completely different. My vote is for the mom in The Juniper Tree, because my vote is always for more mentions of that particular wtf-ery. (Seriously, google that if you don’t know what it is.)

So, Tremaine is not actually interested in keeping the curse a secret. Quite the opposite, in fact. She needs true belief in magic to wake up/reanimate her daughter, and getting it will destroy the person she takes it from.

I love this. So much. Because it lends a whole new layer of tension to the curse-breaking plot. Yes, of course I want all these people to become their true selves again, but I don’t want Tremaine to profit from that. Especially not if it hurts one of the people have already come to like. I am really conflicted, and I love it.

To come back to the topic of the curse for a moment… what’s really missing right now is a possible motive. If Tremaine is the one who cast it, then it would be because she thinks for some ungodly reason that her daughter can be revived more easily in the Land Without Magic. Which seems doubtful at best.

It could be Tower Lady, but if so, she either messed up royally or is playing a seriously complicated long game. Always a possibility, but again: motive. I need one.

There’s always the possibility that someone completely different cast it, but I doubt it was one of the heroes, and there’s just not enough information on the remaining cast to tell either way. (Technically, Rumple would qualify, but I refuse to contemplate a reality where that is the reason Belle isn’t around. That is the Hell Angst, and we are not going there, thank you very much.)

[shazyloren]

At The Bar, We Meet

Summary:  Dany's had three bad first dates in February alone, perhaps she was only meant for her pink vibrator after all. That's until someone else arrives at the bar having an equally bad time of it.

Notes: As you know, I am taking part in a challenge on tumblr by user @jonerysfics and @mhysaofdragons in which for seven days from Valentines day I am uploading a new one shot. The prompts have been provided and the stories have all been written and I gotta say you're in for a lot of Jonerys content. So Day 3, 16th February, which is when I'm uploading this, the prompt I chose was 'Bad First Date'. This is my spin on a situation many of us find ourselves in on Valentine's day.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17812064

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“What’s wrong with me, Viz?” She sighs as she swirls the content of her glass in her hand. “Am I just some sort of freak magnet?”

Daenerys Targaryen had just returned from her third bad date of the month and given it was Valentine’s Day tomorrow it was safe to say she’d be spending it alone with a bottle of Rose and her pink vibrator.

“Nothing is wrong with you, Dany” He implored from the other side of the bar, filling her drink to the brim again. “You’re gonna meet the man of your dreams one day, I promise you. None of these men deserve the average woman let alone you. Your my sister, the best a man could get, I got your back don't worry about it!”

“Thanks” She puts a smile on, thankful for the niceties but in all honesty she just wanted to sit and wonder what had gone wrong.

One of them, had worked at a pet shop, which was fine, until he’d said that he takes the python to bed every night so it gets used to him. There was no way this side of hell she’d get in a bed with a snake that wasn’t attached to a man.

Fucking weirdo.

She shuddered to just think about it.

Another only wanted sex and told her outright from the minute they sat down in a fancy restaurant, turned out she’d arranged a date with a sugar daddy who was willing to give her £3000 for sleeping with him. Not the man to bring home to Rhaella Targaryen.

And then the one she’d just ran from, offered her a gift of his fingernail clippings and a Manchester United shirt. Daenerys didn’t know which one she was more disgusted by, her father never speak to her again if she wore the shirt and the nail clippings was just outright gross.

One day, I’ll date someone normal.

“Scotch, neat please” She hears a northern accent sound from the seat next to her, a sound which she associated with a bad day. At least she wasn’t the only one.

“Coming right up, sir” Her brother nods and fixes the man up with one. Dany turns sideways to glance at the man who has just decided to sit next to her and when she does, her eyes widen with feint recognition.

I know you…

“Jon?” She asks, unsure if it really is him. He turns and looks at her, his eyes confused for a moment while he sips his drink. Then, it clicks into place.

“Daenerys Targaryen?” He becomes nervous, shakily putting his glass down, and they both know why that is. Time flies, this was a blast from the past she had not been expecting.

Damn, he looks like a right snack … she thinks to herself. Jon Snow, she used to go to High school with him over ten years ago. He was a lot smaller then, in terms of muscle, but she could see his arms and torso almost pulsating through the shirt he had on now.

“How have you been? You look great” She almost smiles suggestively, sipping her own drink. She was eighteen when she last looked into those eyes. I sucked his dick in the school toilets in year 10, 15 years old and way inexperienced . Her luck with men clearly hadn’t changed that much. He says he's been good and thanks her for the compliment. “I haven’t seen you in what, twelve years?”

“About that, I just turned 30” He confirms, a look of reminiscing present on his face.

“What you doing in town anyways? Last I heard you’d flown to New York to work” She asked interested more so in his sudden reappearance in town than the lame dates she’d been on. Anything to stop being traumatised by fingernail clippings...

“Oh, I came back years ago” He said with a chuckle, gruff and causing a slight tingling in Dany's ears. “It was a great experience but, I missed home. My sister Sansa fell pregnant with her partner at the age of 20 and I just decided to come home and work and be a good uncle”

“I get that, my friend Missandei is always travelling the world, comes home every few months. Nothing like the comforts of home, she says” She sighed, looking into her once again empty glass. It was strange how the conversation seemed easy.

“You want a refill, Dany?” Viz asks.

“Go on then, brother. Give Jon one too, put it on my tab” She asks and Jon nods in appreciation. “So why you at the bar then? You haven’t happened to finish up a bad date like me? Or should I say I got the hell out of there as quickly as possible”

“Actually, yes” He laughs to her surprise. Maybe today was the day the universe turned on decent people . “Redhead, nice girl or at least I thought so, she wanted me to do the spaghetti scene from Lady and the Tramp with her at Hotel Paris on Baelor’s street”

“Gods above” Dany’s wide eyed response got Jon laughing. “I thought mine was bad”

“Let me guess, hair strands given as a gift?” Jon snorted.

“Close, nail clippings” The laugh on his face dropped as if he was going to be sick. He asks her if she was being serious, she nodded. “He also gave me a Manchester United Shirt so I had to dip on him, I should’ve known something was off when he didn’t want gravy on a roast dinner, what kind of moron doesn’t want that?”

“There are some strange folk around” Jon agreed, both of them kinda silent for a moment. However, Jon instigates the conversation once again. “How about yourself, what have you been up to?”

He’s hot…

Really fucking hot...

Like bend me over your knee and fist me like I'm nothing hot...

Daenerys, behave yourself…

“I run a non-profit” Dany replies, trying to temper her feelings. “It’s for helping women who’s been apart of domestic abuse get their life back on track, help with hygiene and food and school for their children, other than that I work on my father’s board of executives for his solar company which develop more economical ways to create electricity”

“So long story short, everything you wanted to do in high-school didn’t happen” He laughs, they both have to. A familiar memory of her dancing outside the school toilets to entice Jon in, ringing through their minds. What a wild and free-spirited individual she was then...

“I did not become a dancer, no” Daenerys found it really easy to talk to him, perhaps it was his familiarity. “Instead I just become a woman who has every aspect of her life going accept the one she has an interest in working”

“Pah, relationships are shit anyways” He grumbles and Dany can't help but chuckle at him. The distant memory of a redheaded girl leaving him for some other hotshot man came into her mind.

“You're not still upset about her, are you? Ygritte?” She giggles. His solemn silence answers it all. “Jon, that was Year 12”

“Still hurts” He shrugged, striking her as the type to never get over something truly. “Never met anyone like her since”

“Yes, the lying and cheating type is hard to come by” She cackles before gulping the last of her drink. If she wasn’t careful she’d fall off of her chair. “Look, there’s someone out there, bad dates just mean you’re getting through that shit to find them. Optimism!”

“Urgh, I hate that word” Well at least he’s honest…

“Jon” Dany stated plainly. “You do realise you’re a bit of a snack, yeah?”

“I’m a bit of a what?” He blinks, unaware of what is about to come out of Daenerys mouth.

“A snack” She nods. “Look at you, that curly hair still looks as well maintained as it did at our Leavers ball, your eyes are deep and mysterious, you clearly work out, your accent is gruff and sexy and you smile like a child who just found a stash of cupcakes, you’re a total snack”

“Here we go” She hears her brother mumble and walk off to serve other customers. Shut your face, Viz.

“Okay, that’s a lot to process” Jon chortles, but he knows it’s meant in good fun.

“It’s suppose to be a compliment” Dany speaks sincerely, a hand placed on his knee to show her sincerity. “Any girl who acts a fool, or turns you down, or cheats on you, is a fucking moron”

Well done, Daenerys, just open your legs why don’t you, cut to the chase .

Daenerys wasn’t finished. “And anyways, last week I went on a date with a guy who wanted to put me in his bed with his pet Python, so it can’t ever be that bad”

“People are indeed strange” He agrees once more. Fucking hell if he smoulders at me one more time I'm taking my knickers of now and he can fuck me against the bar .  

They were quiet after that, just a small groaning of the jukebox behind them playing tunes and the sounds of snooker cues hitting balls. Dany looked around, anywhere but Jon while she collected her thoughts.

Why not?

That’s all she can find herself to say. So what if she sucked his dick once all those years ago, so what if it’s only because they’ve both had bad dates and they were just looking for a bit of human contact. It’s just sex right, she should at least ask or she won’t get.

“Hey Jon”

“-Dany”

They both realised they’d spoke at the same time.

“Sorry, you go first” Jon offered.

“Oh, okay” She nodded, her eyebrow rising as a little smirk appeared on her face. “You wanna get out of here?”

If there’s any justice in the world, you will say yes, Jon Snow.

There’s a moment where she thinks she’s fucked up, but when the same smirking expression is sent back to her, she knows there’s only one place she’s going tonight, and that was the backseat of her car.

“Depends” He shrugs before stepping off of his seat and whispering in her ear. “Are you going to be a bad girl for me?”

Dany starts giggling, completely surprised that her evening was going to be not all bad and actually looked like quite a promising night. The prospect of showing Jon Snow how she'd improved since the blowie in the school toilets days filling her with fire and want. “Is the sky blue?”

"Excellent" Jon grins, gulping his drink and smashing it on the table. He hops off of his bar stool, guides Dany off of hers and smacks her behind with glee when she begins to lead him out the door, a wave goodbye to her brother.

Now this was going to be a good evening...

[oceanoceanoceanwavewaterwater]

10th May 2019

Dear Tumblr, 

I am the most pathetic person in the world. Why do I have to be like this...I think I should definitely change myself. There is no need for caring too much. There is no need of being pityfuck every single time I befriend someone. I don’t deserve anything. That’s what I deserve, in a classic postmodernist way. I am so done with crying.

I have literally done the worst now. I always thought of being a better person, not become like all the guys, with their hideous behaviour. I get why I don’t deserve anyone. I presume I am different, I am no different. I am no better than any motherfucking guy who does shit to people. My awareness doesn’t change anything. I think I ruined a relationship with a person again, I keep doing this. Over and over again. I keep fucking people up. I can’t keep up my life straight and I have no right to ruin others. I am done, I am not good with people. I have to stop getting attached with people everytime. Because I will always invest more and its never goanna be the same with the one it was with them. I’ll have to leave her. I’ll again have to be so fucking lame and so naive about things that I am saying, as if anybody is interested. I AM PATHETIC. I NEED TO VOICE UP MY WORDS HERE WHEN NOBODY IS INTERESTED IN LISTENING IT IN REAL LIFE AND I ASSUME ANYONE WOULD GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HERE. I crave attention, no matter what I believe. I’ll keep fucking up my life. I think I am just not made for this life. 

I am just sorry for fucking up things with her, fucking believing I deserve more. Considering that I am a better friend than anyone she ever had when I can’t keep sucking the life out of people. Complete zero interaction with people is what I need. I am a leech. I take life out of people. The darkness that I fear in me, is maybe the the darkness that I actually am, and I don’t want to infect anyone. It will be a freaking mercy if I am just done with myself this summer once and for all.

Love always,

Ashutosh

[buri-art]

we stan Please Save my Earth!! I always get so happy when i find a fan lol anyways did you read the sequel? i wanted to, like so so much because i've heard good thing about it but the change in the art turn me off, it is so bad?????

Yaaaaay, always good to find PSME fans! : D (This is primarily an Akatsuki no Yona blog, though.) I did read the sequel (Boku wo Tsutsumu Tsuki no Hikari, which takes place 15 years later) and although it has wonky art, I did enjoy it. I’m also four volumes into the sequel to the sequel, Boku wa Chikyuu to Utau, which takes place another 4 years later. My feelings toward both are a little complicated, so I’ll discuss Boku-Tsuki first (and I’ll also answer your other questions behind the cut, since this will get long!): 

I love PSME so much that OF COURSE I love having more of it and seeing what the characters are doing when they’re older (though I’m sad that characters like Rin’s mom and Boon never made appearances! Tamura himself only had one scene, haha). It’s a very different story at first, which a fun focus on the children of a few of the old characters (plus some other kids they meet). I liked the kids’ relationships and perspectives a lot, with the PSME lore as background. I was hit and miss with how the old cast wound up, and it inevitably has colored how I look back at them in the original. However, I found the last arc (which spanned a few volumes) pretty… I don’t know. The phrase that comes to mind is a Chinese idiom, “pulling up sprouts to make them grow faster”, which means “spoiling by excessive enthusiasm”. It started to feel like Rin, Alice, Mokuren, and Shion were getting strangled by excessive drama/development. It’s like their characters were no longer allowed room to breathe. And it was during this arc that Hiwatari noticed that it was started to become a different story, which was why she abruptly asked her editor if she could conclude the series and start a new one under a different title. That makes sense, because Boku-Uta takes those changes a lot further. With this one, I feel it’s really overindulging in extra background development, which takes away from the mystique of the original.It’s also…. just weird. Like, Hiwatari writes weird stuff,  that’s why she’s so beloved because her stories are so unique. ^_^ I’ve read a lot (but not all) of her other works, and I loooooved stuff like Global Garden because–although the art style was wonky–I’ve never read anything quite like it. Well, except for PSME–it’s funny how it uses so many similar themes but plays them in such a different way. 

But with Boku-Uta, it’s like her publishers just stepped out of her way and said “you know what, you have such a fanbase that people will buy it no matter what you write, so go ahead, add more magic cats.” 

So, like, I really want to like this one too, but I find it difficult to. I do really like the continued developments of the younger generation which Boku-Tsuki focused on, but other than that, I find it difficult to enjoy. I read Volume 4 around 2am in an airport and just felt angry by the time I finished because some of the new plot twists just felt so stupid. XDSo, in conclusion, yes, Boku-Tsuki has a lot of merits, but it’s going to change your experience of PSME, which is why I can understand why a lot of PSME fans didn’t like it or choose not to read it. Boku-Uta is a natural progression from the ending of that one, so if you choose to read Boku-Tsuki, keep that in mind. But hey, I AM such a big Hiwatari fan that I know I’m going to buy every volume of Boku-Uta anyway. Maybe it’ll redeem itself in my eyes, it still has some interesting elements keeping me going. Okay, on to your other PSME Ask: “sorry, i just found this tumblr so i’m going to ask a lot of PSME questions lol: favorite characters and why?“I love this question. : D Ironically I was just talking with a friend about this the other day since she’s borrowing the manga from me, and I didn’t really know how to answer it. As stated before, my perceptions of the characters has been affected by reading Boku-Tsuki.So like… just because they get the best development, how can I NOT love the Rin-Alice-Shion-Mokuren quatrad?? I keep going back and forth over the years between who of those four is my favorite. While reading the manga for the first time while I was a teen I think I usually leaned more toward Rin and Alice, but now maybe it’s Shion and Mokuren?? I don’t know XDDDAs for OTHER characters, though, part of what I love about it is that there are so many good supporting characters, especially beyond the basic seven kids and their past lives. So here are a few that come to mind to write some thoughts on: Haruhiko: I haaaaaaaated him with a passion as I was reading the manga because he was so whiny and helpless, UNTIL I got to the volume when he confessed everything to Alice, Jinpachi, and Issei, and it was like a switch was flipped and he became one of my favorites because of how much courage he had. You know how he really lightens up and gets comfortable talking with Alice later on? That’s the sort of person he remains in the sequel, which has made me like him even more. He’s mature and mostly at peace with his past, but not totally, and he can recognize that about himself without it taking over. But he’s not totally mature either—you know that scene when he fakes having heart trouble and then gets Alice to stop? And how he makes that “What did you think I was going to do? I’m not Shion!” joke right afterward? That’s the sort of nasty side of his personality that I love too. Looking back at the start of the series now, I see that he was courageous and understanding all along, he just had an extremely weighty situation to deal with. Mikuro: I can never see him the same way again after the sequel (in which he’s a major character). XDD It’s clear that he’s always been a pet OC of Hiwatari’s, but the cool, hard-boiled original character designs for him are nothing like the adult he’s become. He tries so hard to play it cool, but the guy’s a helpless dweeb sometimes. I always found it exciting to learn more about his EPIA life. An extra one-shot (Things Accidently Left Behind, I think it’s called?) gives a lot more backstory for him and introduces more of the EPIA characters, who I enjoy. (Fun fact: Remember his friend Tomoko who was briefly mentioned? She winds up marrying his brother Hokuto. XD Mikuro winds up in a complicated relationship with an American psychic named Pamela, whom I also really like, she’s a hoot.)Mode: I loved her as soon as I met her (and although I’m okay with how she was used in the final arc of the sequel, I sort of wish she could have been left as-is too). She was, through and through, such a good friend, but I like her sense of responsibility as a caretaker too. Lazlo: How can I not love Lazlo!!? The sob story gets played up a little TOO much and I think it was effective as-is in the original (like, we didn’t need to know that he and Kyaa got into the car accident while bringing home a toy for Shion to try to make him smile). In fact, it was Lazlo who made me realize that I have interest in being a foster mother someday. Rin’s Mom: She’s got such a rough job, seriously. She had a break-down, which I don’t blame her for, but I love the courage and understanding she shows after that. She’s the mom who Shion always deserved. Hajime: Always a favorite. XD But I also love that he’s not a huge influence on the story either, his mission has always been to support and take care of Alice, even if that means being critical of her decisions. There are a few extra chapters in Boku-Tsuki discussing Rin & Alice’s early parenting years, and they’re told from Hajime’s POV (he wasn’t exactly happy with the shocking situation), which I really enjoy. Daisuke/Hiiragi: He’s not as big a favorite now (because in some ways he and Jinpachi grew into lame adults XD), but I always liked him and found it funny how despite being the leader, he basically has no influence and is the least important of the seven. XDD It was liking him in a sort of feeling bad for him kind of way. The Lians: Part of what’s so cool about PSME is the development of the Homeworld, and I thought the role of the Lians fleshed out that world really well. Seeing Shion’s different relationships with them (they’re all doing their best, but the older one clearly has more of a way with him) was a nice touch. Plus, I just like and respect nuns in the first place, so that influences my view of them.

Tamura:  When I first read/watched it, I didn’t like him much because I thought he was too nosy and I just wanted to focus on the younger cast; the yakuza subplot was a turn-off at first. But looking back on it, Tamura is a such a great and unexpected driver of the plot for a shoujo manga. Nowadays if I rewatch or reread it, you’ll even hear me squeal about seeing Takeshi again. XDDIssei & Sakura: They are such a stinking cute, girly married couple in the sequel, and now it’s hard to ever see them the same way as in the original when I could just appreciate how their deep friendship took shape. If anything I didn’t want them to get married because that felt trite and like a Pair-the-Spares trope and it made it seem like that was the only possible result of a deep friendship between a girl and formal-girl-now-guy-on-purpose-due-to-failed-romance. BUT!! Boku-Uta does provide a nice insight on that, which I appreciate, and which explains why the other three are singletons (being from the Homeworld, they have a different wavelength from regular earthlings, which is why they harmonize well together (as do Rin and Alice), whereas Daisuke, Jinpachi, and Haruhiko can’t find partners to be in the same harmony with). But to back up a bit, Issei’s subplots was one of my favorites in the original. That scene when he “releases” Enju’s soul to go out and love deeply again was so sweet. : DSo like, I pretty much like EVERYONE due to deep attachment for the series, though my thoughts and feelings change over the years. These are just the thoughts coming to mind at the moment. XD

[magicrobins]

please 13 for the dnd asks!!

I’m so sorry this took so long! Honestly idk why it took so long…

13. Introduce your current party.

Considering this was asked before the Eberron campaign was even planned and also the Eberron campaign hasn’t started yet, I’ll go with the Second Breakfast Club gang! Ngl my descriptions of these characters might be bias based on how my own character sees them.

So let me start with my character: I play the drow rogue, Valas Telenna. He’s nonbinary, pansexual/panromantic, and polyamorous. He has roughly one-hundred years of angsty af backstory ‘cause I’m a piece of shit like that lmao. He’s also a piece of shit. He’s a chaotic neutral assassin who has good tendencies, though he won’t admit it. The good tendencies mostly come from the influence of the previous party he was a part of, as well as his childhood best friend and lover. He’s reckless, suicidal and often depressed. He struggles with self-harm and low self worth. Despite that he’s also cocky and vain af. He’s good looking and he knows it. He’s also extremely protective of those he cares about even if he thinks he doesn’t deserve to have those people in his life.

Now onto the rest of the party!

Firstly, Rihiri Valtari, played by @jellyfishlovesloki. Rihiri is a fucking goddess. My sis and I have discussed it and we’re pretty sure Rihiri’s the heart of the party atm. She’s a tiefling druid and currently in a friends with benefits relationship with Valas - She was probs the first he’s allowed in the party to call him Val without getting pissy at them. But like I said she’s a fucking goddess and she’s so kind but she’ll fucking cut you with her scythe in a heartbeat if you hurt someone she cares about or threatens them. Val finds her immensely attractive, obvs, but also as a shoulder to cry on when needed. He didn’t want to form a friendship with her (he doesn’t want to form attachments in general ‘cause angst and he’s a shit), but now after roughly a little over a year of knowing her, he can’t imagine his life without her. She travels with a sunbear (I had to google it to make sure I had the right bear) named Paz who loves honey. She’s also very good at throwing halflings.

Speaking of halflings: Bilbo Swaggins, played by @theoneandonlyfloozyjesus (tUMBLR WON’T LET ME @ YOU WHY). They’re… they’re quite interesting. They’re a halfling rogue - I believe an arcane trickster? I don’t really know anything about their backstory except they met Rihiri in a bar fight. Valas doesn’t know much about them either, which bugs him and makes him more inclined not to trust them. Though he had no real problem with Bilbo until Bilbo sTABBED him (and not in a fun way -wink wink nudge nudge- … -coughs- anyways). Bilbo’s also good at being thrown but not at landing lmao. They’re never gonna live that face plant down lmao. But yeah they’re quite the mystery. Val’s gonna kill me for admitting this but the fact that he knows jack shit about Bilbo actually really intrigues him and there’s moments when he finds that attractive but then Bilbo opens their mouth or gets drunk off their ass and the moment quickly fades lmaooooo.

Speaking of people Val is attracted to (the list is long): Zeager Steelheart, played by @nutellanewt. When I think of how quickly Val has fell for him, I like to think of him as Zaegar StealYourHeart. Y’get it? Lame joke but it forever makes me laugh. Zaegar is a shirtless half-orc monk. He’ll say he’s not attractive but Val very much begs to differ. He’s very kind, though I don’t know much about his backstory and him as a character. Valas doesn’t know much about him either and that bugs him but he’s afraid to ask, to get to know him better. He’s afraid to grow closer to him like he’s done with Rihiri because he swore to himself he wouldn’t get close to anyone again after some events in his past but oops he fucked up and grew close to Rihiri, he doesn’t want to fuck up again but gdi boy get some. -coughs- Imeanwut. Zaegar’s also like the king of flexing. It’s a guaranteed way to distract Val that isn’t used as often as it should be when Val’s about to make a bad decision. Zaegar and Rihiri are also basically the voices of reason or diplomacy in the group.

Then there’s Sefhana Brenlynn, a half-elf ranger played by my sis, @bxtgrl. While Zaegar and Rihiri are being diplomatic, Sef and Val are sassing the shit out of people, especially each other. Val doesn’t like her. She doesn’t like Val. It’s a mutual dislike. She’s become quite close to Rihiri (I ship it. I already multiship this fucking party guys send help I’m multishipping trash over here - as in the trash is me, not the ships or characters lmao). She travels with a white wolf named Echo that I’m surprised she doesn’t send to maul Val. I know Sefhana’s backstory only ‘cause I’ve read it, but Valas doesn’t know it. Again, he’s not inclined to trust people he knows hardly anything about but they’re breaking down his walls (I mean they also know jack shit about Val sooo -shrugs). He does trust Sefhana not to murder him in his sleep… At least while Rihiri’s around. Sefhana’s also badass. She killed a giant spider with her bow and arrows. She’s also an archer. So like instant brownie points there ‘cause I love archers ok. I don’t think she and Val will ever truly get along but I do hope they can come to some kind of mutual understanding of each other someday.

Onto the newest members of the party! (Both of these players don’t have tumblrs to @ that I’m aware of.)

Thursdorious Lightningborn (I hope I got that name right) is a dragonborn druid. I know… nothing about him? He owns a fat liger. I think he grew up with Rihiri. They seem like close friends which does spike some jealousy in Val because he wishes he could be that close to Rihiri without worrying about hurting her. Val also doesn’t like him strictly because he shoved Val off Rihiri’s lap. That was his first impression of Thursdorious and he hasn’t forgotten it. Val’s also not sure if Thursdorious is the sharpest tool in the shed, but Val’s a judgy shit sooo -shrugs-. Yeah I don’t know much about Thursdorious. He’s new to the party and while I hope he stays, Val doesn’t lmao. Sorry about Val.

Vox Forzare, the gnome wizard (please tell me I remembered that right. It’s late, I’m tired) played by the newest member of our campaign! He likes to light shit on fire lmao. I don’t know much about him because he’s fairly new. Val doesn’t know anything ‘cause they haven’t officially met but they’re not gonna like each other. Vox’s first impression of Val was when Val was under a wizard’s control and forced to attack his fellow party members only Vox doesn’t know Val was under a spell. I’m sure they’ll eventually become friends, but idk how long that might take. Definitely sooner than Sef and Val lmao.

[magic-magpie]

Forever Yours, Prompto

Sheesh, I haven’t been on in a while. I just haven’t had the motivation to write or anything, and so I kinda stopped going on Tumblr ‘cause then I’d feel bad for not writing. Not that I need to write, but I want to. But I’ve finally written something! I’ve gotten hella into FFXV, and Promptis has become my favourite ship of the series (I guess that was to be expected... the character dynamics are strikingly similar to my OTP of all time). I just love they way they interact and the brilliant, wholesome friendship they share! And yes, I do wish they’d be more than friends. Idk, I just feel like they’d be a really awesome couple. I’m not past Chapter Eight yet, though. But anyway, have this little Promptis fanfic I wrote! It’s an idea I’ve wanted to do for so long, but I’ve only just now been able to execute it. First time writing for FFXV, so my characterisation’s probably not perfect. Prompto’s incredibly similar to America from Hetalia though, and I write America frequently enough, so hopefully the characterisation works! Words - 1,883 Also, imagine the strikethrough stuff to be like actual scribble-outs.

Dear Noctis To Noctis Hey Noctis Hey Noct,

Okay, so, um, I’m writing this in the dead of the night outside of the tent using my torch ‘cause why not, eh? I mean, I don’t WANT to write out here (it’s cold and dark and SHIT I THINK A SPIDER CRAWLED ONTO MY ROCK FUCKING SHIT I JUST MOVED TO A TREE STUMP HOLY SHIT IF I WOKE ANY OF YOU GUYS UP I’M SORRY OKAY NOW WHERE WAS I) but writing out here where none of you know I’m writing is kinda safer, don’t ya think? (haha that transition tho) If I was writing some poetry or story or whatever I wouldn’t have to hide it so much, but it’s... not that. D’ya remember when we DID do that kinda stuff, back in high school? We’d make up lame-ass stories on the rooftop at lunchtime, trying to make weirder and weirder ones. I remember, my favourite was the one about the boy named Alaric Wrye who was actually a wolf in disguise and would sneak out every full moon to howl at the night but then his parents found out and so he was sent to the Wolf Institution to become a fully-fledged wolf and had to take a whole load of wolf tests and shit and then when he finally became a wolf he was crowned King of the Wolves and everyone had to bow down to him and – 

I kinda just realised how WEIRD that story is.

I think your favourite was the one about the small ant who wanted to be a super-duper famous singer so he made a rock band and started playing in gardens and stuff but then he grew enough of a following to start doing world tours and basically this small ant band was like hella famous in the human world but because none of the humans could see him properly ‘cause he’s tiny he took drugs to make himself massive but the drugs kinda killed him so he died as a massive-ass ant.

Yeah, that’s pretty weird too.

...Why am I talking about stories again? I’m not even WRITING a story. I’m writing a letter. To you. You’re not ever going to see it, but it’s for you.

Man, this is weird.

Well, I guess you’re wondering why I’m writing this, huh? Well, you WOULD be, if I gave it to you. But I’m not going to. I guess Ignis would call this a waste of his paper, but it’s only one sheet!

Okay, maybe it’s a little more. But STILL.

...Am I EVER going to start on why I’m writing this? I SHOULD, but, like... even the thought of WRITING it makes me nervous. Writing it would be like... making it definite. Absolute. Certain. That kind of thing. Currently, I can still pretend it’s not happening. I can still pretend I’m not thinking these thoughts, I’m not feeling these feelings. The thought of putting it down, of writing it in stone (or, well, paper) makes my stomach go all weird. Y’know how people talk about getting butterflies in your stomach? Yeah, I’ve got a whole KALEIDOSCOPE (yup, the word for a group of butterflies actually is ‘kaleidoscope’! I found that out, uh... two minutes ago).  

Having a kaleidoscope of butterflies inside your stomach is a WEIRD sensation, lemme tell ya. Like, imagine if EVERY time I hugged you the kaleidoscope started fluttering wildly and made you feel the things those protagonists of bad dating sims feel (although it’s impossible to be as cheesy and awful as that ‘Namco High’ dating sim. God, that was HILARIOUS. And terrible. But funny. I can’t believe we stayed up all night playing that shitty-ass game. We could’ve played King’s Knight or Mario Kart, but nope, we play shitty dating sims.).

...I just gave it away, didn’t I.

Anyway, as I guess you’ve guessed (or WOULD guess if you were actually gonna read this), I... love you like you think you’re hot want to date you want to kiss you want to just do stupid romantic stuff with you

Ah, fuck.

Okay, now I’m ACTUALLY going to say it. Just... gimme a minute.

Well, I just walked around the haven about twelve times and scrunched up the paper and threw it and then ran to get it back and almost got into a fight with some daemons but here we are.

I’m gonna say it. I’m gonna say it. I’m gonna say it.

Look, Noct. You’re my best friend, and the best person I know (don’t tell Ignis and Gladio). You’re funny (sometimes unintentionally), nice, fun to be with, and have really great hair. I guess it was only natural that I... started to like you.

Not like as in friend-like (although I still like you like a friend too), but like as in... like-like. As in, I want to go on stupid dates and randomly kiss you and cuddle when we have to share a bed and stroke your hair and give you flowers and wear each other’s clothes and touch our foreheads together and do those nose bump things and just do everything I’ve wanted to do for years now.

There. I said it.

...Why don’t I feel better? Why do I just feel WORSE? That wasn’t supposed to happen! I was supposed to confess everything into this letter and then I’d feel unburdened and I’d be able to finally let go of these goddamn feelings for you!

Oh. Right. It’s because I’ve liked you for years and my stupid heart’s become too attached to you.

I looked up stuff on how to get over your best friend, but it was all pretty unhelpful. They were all telling me to distance myself for a while! Um, no thanks. First of all, I don’t WANT to distance myself. Like I said, you’re the best person I know. Why would I want to spend any less time with my favourite person?! That would just be... boring. And second of all, I can’t distance myself, even if I wanted to. We share a TENT.

So... yeah. I like you. I like you too much, and I KNOW I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it! I’m really sorry, but I... just can’t.

I want to tell you upfront, I really do. But I don’t know whether you like me back. Sometimes I get these little feelings that you do. I dunno, sometimes I just catch you looking at me with this odd little smile on your face and then you’ll suddenly look away... or sometimes you’ll be a bit more touchy-feely than you need to be... and you tend to gravitate towards me whilst we’re walking... and you always seem to be closer to me than friends should be in a tent. But then, well, I’m probably misinterpreting all that because I so desperately want you to like me too. It’s confusing, isn’t it?

And then, well, if you don’t like me back, confessing to you would just be a dick move.

YOU wouldn’t class it as a dick move. Hell, you’d be pretty chill about it. But... I would. You’ve got so much on your shoulders right now. King Regis was murdered, Insomnia fell, Jared was killed, you’re going to get married, we’ve got to take back Insomnia, you’re pretty much the King... the list goes on. I know you, Noct. You’d feel guilty over rejecting me, and it’d weigh on your mind more than you care to admit.

Especially because, well... ‘cause you’re getting married.

I don’t know if you love Lady Luna, I don’t know if you love me, I don’t know if you love anyone at all. But I do know that you’re getting married to Lady Luna, not me. And if I ruined your special day with a stupid confession, I’d hate myself for it. It’s your special day where people are celebrating your marriage. That’s a day that’s supposed to make you happy, and it will, even if you’re not in love with Lady Luna (and if you are, then you’ll be on Cloud Nine!). She’s your friend, and you’ll be happy with her. I don’t want you to look at me on your wedding day with pity, I don’t want you to look at me and remember that I’m not enjoying the day as much as I should be.

So I’m not going to tell you how I feel. I’m just going to... just going to bottle it up and act like I always do!

Although, I get the feeling that my normal actions don’t cover it up well. I mean, I don’t think YOU’VE guessed (you’re kinda as emotionally-perceptive as a rock), but I feel like Ignis has, and maybe even Gladio. They haven’t said anything, but, like, I dunno, they just give me these... looks, sometimes. Like, I’ll just be leaning on you whilst playing King’s Knight and Ignis will just kind of... smile? It’s a small, tiny thing, but he still does it, I swear on the Six. And then I’m SURE that both of them just sorta... glance at me whenever we start talking about your wedding. I might be imagining things, but... I swear I’m not. So, like, I try to remove suspicion. Whaddaya think all that stuff with Cindy is? Yeah, she’s cool and nice and pretty hot and would probably be fun to date, but it wouldn’t be half as awesome as dating you would be. I just gush over her so that you’ll actually believe I’m head over heels for her instead of, well, you.

Come ON, we’d be so awesome together! We could go on dates to the arcade and order pizza at three in the morning and stay up watching shitty movies and I know we already do that but we could do it as boyfriends instead of best friends and I just 

...Sorry. Haha, I’ve gotta work on keeping my fantasies in check, huh?

...I wish I was the one getting married to you.

Okay, right! I guess that’s, er, my confession done then! I’ve written my feelings in a letter addressed to you which you’re never ever going to read, and so I should stop wanting you so badly!

...I’m never going to stop, am I?

But... even if I’m never going to stop liking you, I’m still going to be your best friend. I’m still going to do stupid stuff with you and take funny pictures and loudly sing terrible songs at one in the morning. I’m never going to be the one who you kiss, but dammit, I’m going to be the greatest best friend ever! And on your wedding, I’ll be the best best man Eos has ever seen.

Because loving you means accepting that I’ll never be anything more than a best friend. But it also means finding happiness and enjoying the special bond we do have.

Well, that’s that. I was going to throw this away into the lake, but... I think I’ll keep it. Just, don’t wear my jacket, yeah? And ESPECIALLY don’t check my front pocket. I’m warning you, Noct!

Love From Yours sincerely Best wishes Forever yours,

Prompto ✌ 

P.S. Sorry about the wet patches. They’re... not rain.

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here the FAWK she ( the semi-finished masterlist of all my characters ) is ! took way too long but hopefully as you proceed to click on the linque below you’ll know why smh but yep ! i’ll be adding their pages on my account when i’m done with them soon i hope and maybe come back with a bunch of connections for each character but for now this is all i got & smash this like or im me for plots i’d love to get on those finally xx

reintroducing amanda wheeler;  intro & info page.

queen of irony. rich post- faux country gal who’s a loud homosexual and writes hetero fics/has an indie het smut for the absolute shits and giggles. dates a married woman she’s utterly in love with and will pull the life support cord for. said to be possessed by a possessed flapper. cute and knows it even though she looks like a republican. socially open & everywhere. morally grey.

reintroducing imogen yates; intro & info page. ( tw violence )

the grey area between your mom friend and your drunk aunt. happily vegan & owns a vegan restaurant called the fork, alt. the vegan cult’s lair. won’t kill you, but will convince you she really wants to. local brat tamer. minds her business via minding others. clashed head-first into nature’s very own reset button: amnesia. used to be satan and traumatized everyone. disgustingly active and accomplishing.

reintroducing ethan holland; intro & info page. ( tw suicide )

he is a sk8r boi, she said see ya later boy ( and meant it. they’re dating now. hey lourdes ! ) a nice person, so nice he doesn’t realize how fake he sounds/is. a certified headass. previously a bully/bully enabler, current guilty fuck. #torn. does the most for his loved ones. doesn’t remember his own birthday. googled foot fetishes once. trolls stan twitter with his fake selena gomez stan account when tumblr crashes. burned a sue of cide note with his name scribbled on it.

reintroducing sebastian miller; intro & info page ( tw violence )

kazimer sokolov whom. russian ex-cult member well-adjusted into a mundane life via lies, a fake canadian accent he’s ‘trying to get rid of’, being a twilight saga aficionado and a dickwad, a lame record store and a tumblr blog to keep himself sane by maintaining a general aesthetic and shitting on people and every discourse out there. knives/books sniffer. allegedly fucked a moose. probably kinkshames as a way to deal with his own “kinks” aka please keep the dead bodies away. ( im kidding i swear but [redacted] )

reintroducing prudence zima; intro & info page ( tw death )

parents died in a fire when she was two months old and it shows. idolizes avril lavigne & her favorite movie is lords of dogtown for aesthetics references. dude. social leech or effortless networker ? both. remains in her lane regardless. cry-types probably. here for a good time, not a long time. steals your stash and smokes you out with it. avid dick connoisseur. minimum effort lifestyle. either on her way to become a manager of some one hit wonder band that finds it’s demise in a freak accident, a drug dealer or god forbid, a guidance counselor; depends. mild cool girl syndrome. 

reintroducing jennifer meade; intro & info page ( tw death, violence and abuse )

bi/pussy muncher and proud misandrist, first and foremost. remembers killing her brother very fondly. the one girl in a room to call when you want to kill a bug and you’re relieved until she kills it with her bare hand. tops. unstable & chaotic evil, respectively. the ginger devil. biased and has her minion whom she invests a great deal of her time in brain washing and obsessing over. supposedly here to make amends but that’s not happening any time soon.

reintroducing margot williams; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

deserves better. very gay. all her friends are heathens xtra, take it slow. corrects typos in the gc. a nerdy editorial assistant daydreaming about publishing houses instead of the magazine she works for. lowkey shy and she’s angry about it. goes off if she must. jacks off to #knowledge and yuri anime. helps with homework and essays and takes the kids out. deadpan because we’re original but she swears it’s just the face & unresolved trauma. stans her therapist. unofficial older sister.

reintroducing chandler accardi; intro ( re-written ) & info page

needs to do better. dropped out of college for culinary school then dropped out of that too. was engaged to an absolute goddess he ultimately wronged ( with her damn best friend, bitch disgostin* ) and got kicked out to the curb. currently residing in the couch of his sister until things are resolved. thot-by-default & annoying. has like three ( 3 ) redeeming qualities. has never been told to shut up and it shows. works at buzzfeed.

reintroducing abel gautier; intro & info page

french and “confused”. lives a minimalist n’ expensive life. if american psycho & french kiss were the same movie. wine sniffer. the devil bakes croissants. will watch you die. takes grudges to the afterlife. gets attached but either ruins it or ruins it to spare everyone, himself included. falls in love a lot but knows how to calm the fuck down. very giving, fortunately. manipulative but isn’t too wild about bending everything to his will. 

reintroducing simini gale; intro & info page ( tw abuse, violence & mental illness )

token white actress & character in rosie’s show. [ britney vc ] its me.... against dissociation. a loud mess with an intense mental state and anger issues dulled out by her prescribed meds and whatever pill she got in the bottom of her manager’s purse. dependent and distraught about it. grocery shopping for garbage food and attending comedy stand up shows half drunk as a hobby. stable ? where. very nice and super flighty. heels are hot. wishes she could fight someone without feeling the urge to actually fight someone. 

reintroducing calvin o’shea; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

it’s not just the depression more than the incredible self hatred. walks into rooms with his bad energy, grumpy mood and cunty attitude. graduated college just to shut his dad up. wants to die harder than edward cullen. just doesn’t give a shit. has a baby named freddie mercury ( also known as the antichrist, with alanis, his mortal literal enemy whom he absolutely despises and will not hesitate to put his dick back in again lbr ) who will probably grow up to talk shit about his parents whom he also mentioned in his tell-all book on ellen. works at his family’s bookstore that sucks the life energy out of college students nearing a mental breakdown.

reintroducing isabel pavia; intro & info page ( tw drug use )

contemporary dances her feelings away. too ambitious for her own good but knows what she’s doing. in a goth ass secret society ( here ) a.k.a her new found purpose. knows everything eventually. oddly trustworthy. doesn’t know what speaking loudly is, let alone yelling. loves the moon & has that moon app. had to take painkillers when she twisted her ankle very badly and would take them for a while for stress and performance reasons, but has stopped. a quiet angel. 

reintroducing anastasia zeller; intro & info page

ambitious/multi-talented asshole. horror trash & an emotional/mental maze which translates well into her weird works on no sleep reddit and current horror comedy podcast. ( click here for info ). needs a therapist according to a friend, whom she dropped for saying that. will bite your head off. obsessed with her works to an unhealthy point. would love to establish a company and stuff out of it and is working on that. healthy relationships are a semi-foreign concept.

reintroducing morgan booker; intro & info page ( tw death )

vape-curious and takes photos of ghost towns and abandoned-everythings because #vision. had a roadtrip phase like the fake deep idiot he is. morally grey. genuinely here for a good laugh and spreading joy in the form of hover-friendships and taking lit candids of his friends. knows shit and comes off as a creep sometimes but does he really care. knows your mom’s name. lives in a disused hospital bc he’s marinating on that aesthetic. 

reintroducing bowie harmon; intro & info page ( tw drug use & abuse )

part of a duo in a web series as the anxious n’ cackling mess. showcases her depressión & anxieté by her colorful wigs n’ new hair dyes. painful receptionist at a tattoo parlor. recovering addict who advocates for drug use. thinks tattooing a ruler on someone’s dick one day would be the peak of her accomplishments as a tattoo artist. daily bad decisions. “ it’s complicated. ” when asked about literally any relationship she has with anyone in her life. traumas include her failed singing career. an ex viner-by-association.

reintroducing shaheen bin baz; intro & info page ( tw violence & mental illness )

the physical deception of going through hell in a short amount of time with zero mental durability to begin with during midterms. trigger-anxious. will shoot your toes off your foot if caught off guard. aided in criminal operations with the brilliance of his mind in codes. would not mind dying. seasons your food. waters his crops in his balcony garden. the grey area between a super laidback dude and a crackhead with violent tendencies. nearing a mental breakdown probably. 

reintroducing minka abbott-santos; intro & info page ( tw abuse )

defeats the evil stepmom stereotype one breath at a time. the human embodiment of a deer. gothic angel. alarmingly gets black swan. type to wake up to her staring at you from an armchair across the room, but lovingly, with a book she was reading in hand and two hot cups of tea; she was waiting to start the day with you. spooky until you get to know her and even more spookier when she’s ( note: calmly ) pissed but that’s extremely rare. gentle voice, soul and everything.

reintroducing reuben faulkner; intro & info page ( tw abuse & violence  )

rekt hell prince. lived in an amish community with his family until he got kidnapped away from home when he was seven into an awful living situation. doesn’t remember if the gas leak that happened five years later and killed everyone was his doing or not. knows where his real family is after months of tracking them down but. blood kink under investigation. shady bouncer at a shady club. has issues he has no care or time to diminish. fights for the shits and giggles. leaves texts at read. leaves you alone for your own good and his own sanity. 

reintroducing alexandra turunen;  info page

wants to do everything and be everything and doesn’t know what to do with herself ( read: post-graduation identity crisis ) currently investing in a motorcycle for no reason. essentially jobless. a “retired” kathryn merteuil who “outgrew” her cunning ways since highschool but really only found new socially destructive interests. appears to be self-possessed but she’s #shaken. doesn’t care about how well she presents herself anymore after getting rejected by four universities and refusing to accept her father’s offer to pull some strings to get her in one. sleeps a lot. 

reintroducing giuseppe del vecchio;  info page ( tw death & drug use  )

goes by pepe because well. son of italian oil peeps & is extra. said to be in a cult when all he’s in is this extra ass dining club that does the most for initiation ceremonies. ready to fall in love with you. goes to the king’s college in london and studies business & changes his minor way too often for everyone’s liking. into everything and will be down to do whatever. faux deep. mischievous shit. incredibly unbiased. had his rawrk n’ roll phase that died along with someone in a club literally. still has it but he knows god now & less drugs.

reintroducing kelian scott;  info page ( tw death & drug use  )

a father/father figure who tries™. runs a mechanic shop/chop shop because bad decisions and dire needs ( had his son to send to school and his daughter who passed away due to a disease he couldn’t afford to treat even after turning his shop into a chop shop. his wife then left him ). stares into the distance. wants the best for the kids but one of them is a junkie ( he doesn’t know yet ) and the other -- his niece -- is an orphan he’s worried about. thinks ahead 24/7. needs to pull out of this dull n’ depressing daily routine he has fallen into like the basic ass divorced dad he is. 

reintroducing sal presley;  info page

smexy trace & fingerprint detective. talks. the perfect illusion to bring home to your parents and friends. gets shit done which is both a good thing and a bad thing. looks calm, collected n’ well-rested but isn’t. his actual name is salvatore but no. knows how to mix drinks and more; used to showcase his multi-talented ass to make his ( currently ex ) fiancée look good now just himself. was engaged three times; two of those times with the same person. obsessive; gets into his job a little too intensely for no reason but #justice and maybe something else whom knows. loses sleep at least two nights a week as a habit at this point. has an extended family back home he misses occasionally. wishes he could calm down truly. 

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Dead Leaves - Chapter 2

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Word count: 2.3k

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Warnings: nah not yet

Summary: Don’t fall in love. Promise me.“ She said, gripping onto my arm.

“I promise.”

A/N: Hihi!! I’m back with another chapter HAHAHA tumblr was a dick and deleted my last update a few days ago :( but it’s here again whooo so please receive this fic well and i love yalls :)  Also i based Hye Gi on my friend Erin aka @taechubs so check her out!! ++ check out my ao3 (and comment bc im a thirsty hoe)!!

I peered around the corner. Seokjin was there with two of his friends. They were talking very loudly about… aesthetic colours?

“Guys, the most aesthetic colour is red. I mean, look at it, it’s created to be aesthetically pleasing.” A red-haired boy told his friends.

“Are you demented? The most aesthetic colour is obviously black. You can’t go wrong with black.” The boy pointed to the hair on his head, beaming at the two other boys.

Seokjin had a look of mock disgust on his face. “Guys, the only acceptable answer is blonde. Psh, obviously.” He scoffed. The younger boys scrunched up their faces and disagreed in unison. I chuckled at their child-like behaviour, but I assumed that they would be talking about who to take to the prom since it was right around the corner.I didn’t have much time to laugh because I was going to apologise there and then.

I took a deep breath and walked out of the shadows. While shuffling towards them, I gave myself a pep talk. You can do this, you are strong, put your dignity aside and just apologise and get over it. I tapped on Seokjin’s shoulder. The broad-shouldered boy turned around and we locked eyes. “I...I just wanted to apologise to you about yesterday. I’m sorry.” I felt my face getting hotter as I spoke. His unamused expression turned into an excited one as I held out a box of cookies that I had slaved away the night before to do. He took the box and held it to his chest. He closed his eyes and sighed blissfully. He quickly opened the box and stuffed one of the cookies into his mouth.

“You’re forgiven.” He sprayed cookie crumbs everywhere. His two friends at the back were giggling at their hyung. The red haired one came out from behind Seokjin first, followed by the black haired one.

“Hello Noona! My name is Taehyung but you can call me Taetae if you like.” The red haired boy smiled cheekily. He was an outgoing one, very confident.

“Hi Noona, my name is Jimin, but you can call me Minnie.” The raven haired boy smiled shyly. He seemed like a good kid, mature and cute.“Hi Noona! My name is Seokjin, but you can call me Jin.” Seokjin mimicked his dongsaengs’ cute tone. I shook my head in disbelief. I grinned at the young boys. “My name is Y/N, it’s nice to meet you both.”

“Y/N noona, how do you know Jin hyung?” Taehyung asked. I looked at Seokjin who shook his head vigorously. I nodded back at him. “I accidentally hurt him, so I came to apologise by giving him cookies.” The two boys covered their mouths and laughed. I smiled fondly, they seemed like little children. They both nodded in unison, making me laugh again. I turned to the left and caught Seokjin’s gaze. We awkwardly stared at each other for a little while, and I decided to initiate a conversation.

“So…..” I cringed a little inside. “What are you guys doing for the Winter Prom? Who are y’all bringing?” All 3 boys blushed bright red.

“Ah, yes. We have asked many people to be our date.” Taehyung declared, in contrast to his burning face. “Many people have said yes.” Jimin nodded vigorously.

“Yes, noona. Ma...many people. Certainly.” More like uncertainly. Jin just rolled his eyes. “No, I haven’t asked anyone yet.” I shot him a confused look. He was good-looking, pretty kind from what I had observed, and he usually had a group of girls ogling him, probably just wanting to get in his pants. How hard could it be to just pick one dumb blonde out of the group and take her to the prom? Anyway, in our society, he didn’t even have to get attached. He wasn’t picking out a wife or anything, it was just picking out a girl to go to a lame social event to and then dumping her at her own house later. “How about you?” I nonchalantly shrugged.

“No, I’m actually not planning on going.” The two younger boys’ jaws dropped and their eyes bulged out of their heads. “I feel like it’s a waste of time.” It was, though. It was going to be held in the gymnasium, which already smelled like feet and whatever the small kid in the last class had for lunch. I was going to be surrounded by people that I didn’t even care about, and would have no association to once I took the pill. The incompetent douchebag who asked me to go with him would probably ditch me, and i would find him at some corner afterwards making out with some other chick. Like I said, waste of time. Jin and his dongsaengs probably thought that I was insane. This was the only night that we could get bat shit drunk in the school premises, and everything that the drunk students did was not held against them.

The year before, a few sober students pretended to be drunk, and egged the principal’s car. This might sound crazy, and illegal ,but no one cares about anything because they don’t have emotions. And they don’t, so why would they care? I nodded at the boys and turned away to walk to my next class, but Jin grabbed a hold of my arm. I stared at him in alarm. What the hell was he doing? I tugged on my arm and he let go almost immediately. I rubbed the part where he grabbed me, and looked into his eyes. He seemed calm, but i felt like he was screaming at me to stay. I snuck a look at the shocked younger boys. They stared wide-eyed at their hyung, stunned at the sudden grasp. The blonde looked at them with a blank stare -from what I saw- and they quickly scrambled away. He turned to me with a small smile on his face. “You’re so lame, prom is fun.” I rolled my eyes. Just then, the class bell rang. I turned to him, hoping that he would get the hint that I really had to leave, but he just linked his arm with mine. “I have English next period, let’s go together.” My eyes widened in utter panic. He must be crazy, I thought, as he walked down the hallway with me.

There were guys pointing in confusion and girls glaring in envy. Everyone was puzzled as to why he was linking arms with a girl no one had ever seen before, including me. I had never seen him in a romantic light, and I doubt that he had ever seen me in that way as well, so why was he being all coupley with me? I was so horrified at what he had done, making me look like I was some girl who he was dating, making me look like one of the goddamn fools that…

But, even though I was upset with him, I still chose to sit with him in English. We sat at the back of the class, causing a ruckus, laughing so loudly that the teacher had to ask us to shut up.

A few weeks after that, he invited me to some halloween party in some secluded part of Seoul. I was hesitant at first, but he assured me that it was safe. I ended up going as the Joker, and having a blast. He went as a male Harley Quinn and I kind of teased him when he came to my apartment to pick me up.

“Jin?” I squinted at the tall boy with pink and blue chalked hair. He twirled around in his halloween outfit. “That’s right Puddin’!” I choked on the smoothie that I was sipping and spluttered smoothie chunks on him. His face was contorted with disgust, and he used my hand to wipe off any stray food that was sprayed on his costume. “I think my Harley Quinn outfit looks awesome!” He self-proclaimed. I nodded as if I agreed. “Yeah, very awesome.” I taunted sarcastically. He shook his head in defeat. “You’re just saying that I look like shit, inside you’re thinking ‘wow look at him, he looks amazing!’” I might have opened my mouth to defend myself, but I couldn’t find a flaw in his statement. He was completely, and annoyingly, spot on.

We had a great time at the party, but all we did was sit in a small corner and make fun of the people who tried very hard, but failed miserably. There was a guy who came in a trash bag, saying that he went as himself. There was a girl who just wore lingerie, and shivered in the biting air. After the party, we sneaked out to a small diner nearby and we ate pancakes in our ridiculous outfits, probably startling and confusing those around us.

Since that day, our friendship bloomed. It mostly consisted of corny jokes and stifled laughter from both parties. He introduced me to his friends, all 6 of them. They seemed like kind people who cared deeply for Jin. Namjoon looked at the world in a very philosophical way, often spewing thought-provoking questions that made everyone have an existential crisis. Yoongi was a quiet guy with a killer taste of music. Hoseok liked to laugh, and would dance at any given moment. Taehyung was just, Taehyung, usually confused but had a big heart. Jimin was his smiley self, radiating positivity and happiness everywhere he went. Jungkook was a fighter, tall and strong, and would 100% beat your sorry ass in any given sport. They were all amazing friends, and Jin was blessed to have these companions.

And I introduced him to my only friend, Hye Gi. She was thrilled to meet him, and said that she was dying inside, obviously, but she seemed calm during their introduction. She was my best friend, my wingwoman, my platonic soulmate. She was a rational person who ran on logic, although she could do some crazy stuff when she was under pressure. She was my favourite person in the entire world, and I was hers (i hope). We knew each other since we were 8 and we bonded over our love for a red lego that had a sticker of a dolphin stuck to it. Jin found that last fact adorable, to which Hye Gi giggled uncontrollably at. We might have been close, but we were as similar as night and day. I was a pretty pessimistic person, she was optimistic as hell. She looked at the world in a different light from me, which I found endearing. I cared for her with all my heart, and Jin took an interest to her, which she squealed to me after.

As Jin and I got closer, I noticed little details about him that any passerby would just ignore. I noticed the way he told me about his family, about his Mario and Maple Story figurines, about how he missed Gwacheon, his hometown. He spoke with such enthusiasm, such happiness and sincerity, that I couldn’t help but fall for him. It was sudden, hitting me out of the blue on a random Tuesday in October, but it was undeniable. I had fallen for Kim Seokjin.

It was really just a random Tuesday. We were hanging out in the school library, trying to study. Well, I was trying to study, he was just fooling around like usual. I had a history test the next week, so I was trying to cram. “Y/nnnnnnnnnn…” He sang. “Stop studying. Let’s go to a coffeeshop and we can binge on cakes and sweet drinks.” I pushed him away. “Go away Jinnie. I’m trying to study.” He continued to whine to me about how he needed sugar. I sighed in frustration. “Kim Seokjin, I envy you. You are cool, you get all the girls, and you don’t even have to study to get good grades. But, I’m not like you. So please let me study, or leave me alone.” He was silent after my harsh words. I felt terrible, I wanted to apologise for my rude behaviour.

“You think i’m cool?” He grinned mischievously, earning a loud groan from me that caused many “eager learners” to shush me. He did aegyo to try and convince me to leave the library, and that did it for me. I got up, packed my things, and dragged him off to the nearest coffeeshop. He cheered happily and I looked into his eyes and fell deeply in love. They contained so many emotions, both happy and sad ones, and I got lost in them.

Many sleepless nights followed that fateful day, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. Before, I was a drunken asshole who bought liquor every night just to “drown my sorrows”, but now I was a sober, slightly-less-of-an-asshole all thanks to him. I had changed for the better because of him and I hadn’t even known it. Although I hadn’t fallen in love just yet, I was still smitten by him. It’s not love, it’s infatuation, I kept telling myself, and I believed it. I didn’t feel the strong emotions that came with teenage love yet, but I got flustered every time he held my hand, or pushed my hair behind my ears. To him, it was probably just an everyday thing, but my heart fluttered every time. I wanted to tell Hye Gi about my feelings, seeing as she was the only person that I trusted, but she liked him as well. I was caught in a web of feelings, and I couldn’t get out.

I opened my locker after Psychology. It was a tiring day, and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep for at least 4 years. But, all that was in the way was lunch period and Algebra. I was planning to find an empty classroom and sleep until Algebra, but my grumbling stomach suggested otherwise. My plan was to buy a sandwich, and sleep in a random quiet place till my next period. As I was thinking of my plan, my fingers brushed against a pink envelope. It had my name on it, and it was in Jin’s infamous chicken scrawl. My curiosity got the best of me and i tore the letter open.

Dear Y/N, Meet me in the Music Room as soon as you get this letter. I’ll be waiting for you.

Love, Jin

I was very confused at this slightly ominous letter. Why did he want to meet me in the music room? What was so private that he had to ask me to go all the way to the other side of the school? As I was rushing to the Music Room, Jimin stopped me in my tracks, wearing a very afraid expression on his small face.

“Noona? Could I ask you something?” He nervously asked. Although he was way taller than me, I wanted to squish his cheeks and wrap him in thousands of blankets, he seemed so innocent and cute. Out of all of Jin’s friends, I was the closest to him, thinking of him as my younger brother. “Yes Minnie?” I asked, genuinely concerned. His face burned an alarming red, he seemed very distressed.

“I know that you were not planning on going to the Winter Prom, but...but I was just wondering if you could go with me?” I covered my smile with the back of my hand. He was so sweet, a being that needs to be protected at all costs. “Why do you want me, Jiminie? You’re good looking, sweet, gentlemanly, and not to mention ,a great dancer.Why wouldn’t anyone not want to go with you?” I boosted his self-esteem, holding his small hands in mine and reassuring him. His gaze diverted to the floor, like the tiles were the most interesting thing in the world. “All the girls that I asked already had dates, and I don’t have a lot of friends that are girls.” He looked so desperate and sad, there was no way on this earth that I could say no.

“Of course I will Minnie. Anything for you.” I stood on tiptoes and ruffled his dark hair. His nervous expression quickly turned into a happy one, his eyes curving into crescent moons, showing an eye smile that would turn melt any girl. “Thank you Y/N noona!” He pulled me into a tight hug that I reciprocated. As salty and bitter as I was, Jimin would always soften me right up. We stayed in that position for a while, until I realised that I had to see Jin. I immediately jumped up at the sudden realisation, briefly filled Jimin on the situation and ran away at full speed. I felt like a character in an old cartoon, you know the ones where they run and their legs turn a full circle? That’s how fast I was running.

When I reached the Music Room, I scanned the room and he wasn’t there, he had already left. I bent down at the door, my lungs getting as much oxygen as it could as I tried to catch my breath. I was too late. Now I wasn’t going to know what the hell he wanted. What if it was really important?

“You’re here.” A quiet voice from behind startled me. “I thought that you were just going to ditch me.” I turned around and saw Jin with a soft expression.

“Why would I ditch you?” I laughed. He grinned back, but his smile seemed forced, it was short of something. His lips seemed to quiver, he kept wiping his hands on his pants. I tilted my head. “What did you want though?” He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. He took my hands and kneeled on the floor. My breath got caught in my throat.

“Will you go to prom with me?”

[comicteaparty]

December 17th-December 23rd, 2018 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party week long chat that occurred from December 17th, 2018 to December 23rd, 2018.  The chat focused on Lovespells by Ryan & Sage.

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RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- WEEK LONG BOOK CLUB START!

Hello and welcome everyone to Comic Tea Party’s Week Long Book Club~! This week we’ll be focusing on Lovespells by Ryan & Sage~! (http://lovespellscomic.com/)

You are free to read and comment about the comic all week at your own pace, so stop on by whenever it suits your schedule! Remember, though, that while we allow constructive criticism, our focus is to have fun and appreciate the comic. Below you will find four questions to get you started on the discussion. However, a new question will be posted and pinned everyday (between 12:01AM and 6AM PST), so keep checking back for more! You have until December 23rd to tell us all your wonderful thoughts! With that established, let’s get going on the reading and the chatting!

QUESTION 1. What has been your favorite scene in the comic so far? What specifically did you like about it?

QUESTION 2. At the moment, who is your favorite character? What about that character earns them this favor?

QUESTION 3. Do you believe that Esther will eventually confess her feelings to Maria? What do you think it will take for that to happen given Ether’s shyness about it?

QUESTION 4. Given some further hints, do you believe Maria’s own feelings towards Esther are changing? How do you think Maria would react to a confession from Esther? Would a confession ruin their friendship?

snuffysam

only at the end of chapter 4, but loving it so far! here's my current answers... 1. definitely the scene at the end of chapter 4 where Maria asks Esther for more lessons/to hang out as friends. We already know what Maria's there for ahead of time, and I eat dramatic irony like that for breakfast. Also, the reactions of Maria's friends who see Esther's obvious crush. 2. Hmmmm Maria. She's this super cheesy knight type, and that's me babey.

3. Yes, and it will be an accident.

4. Just from what I've seen so far, Maria's feelings towards Esther have changed. The relationship started out super professional from Maria's point of view (Esther is just helping her level up her magic. strictly teacher/student) but now she sees Esther as a friend. At this point... I don't think Maria would find a new tutor after the confession like Esther thinks, she's too professional for that. But it may put a dent in their friendship if the feelings aren't reciprocated.

decademic

omg, blitzed through it again because I love these slow burn lesbians and their wonderful relationship~ honestly couldn't ask for more! the art's amazing, the story is paced so well, the panels honestly are on par with paranatural levels of forethought and care, just ooo! I love them!!! onto the questions... 1: oh gosh, I can barely choose! the first meeting, when Maria shows up at Esther's house with her friends and they see how oblivious Maria is, the critical hit scene...throw a dart, I love it. 2: I'm gonna have to say Esther, she's so relatable by nature, and her actions are so pure intentioned. the love potion instead of elixer moment was such a cute nod, I got heart eyes and pledged my soul immediately. 3: I want Esther to start to confess, but Maria stops her and confesses instead! cue teary eyes and a first real kiss~ 4: Maria needs to identify this feeling as love; real love, before anything in the relationship can move forward at all. therefore, there has to be some realization on Maria's side sooner than later to make it work. Esther would probably chicken out halfway through the confession and confuse them both, which is why I'm gunning for Maria to do it~

RebelVampire

QUESTION 5. What do you think happened to Esther in the past that caused a healing spell to give her a permanent mana siphon? Do you believe Esther will reveal whatever happened to Maria? What might be the consequences of Esther telling her or keeping it secret?

decademic

gosh, good question...

so I guess 5: Esther hasn't been holding back, per se, about her affliction, she was upfront about it to the nurse, and has answered Maria's questions, so I don't think it's a 'secret', but more of a bit of backstory that may be a bit hard to relive. none of this answers the question of what the affliction is but I'm sure that'll be addressed, I'm sure of it

snuffysam

I don't think it's anything particularly sinister or mysterious, just, like... some uncommon disease. like magic polio.

though i suppose it either has to be something difficult to explain or something with a big stigma attached to it?

RebelVampire

QUESTION 6. Do you think we’ll see the paladin who scolded Maria at the tournament again? Why do you think he seemed particularly critical of Maria? What role might he have to play in Maria’s life (and Esther’s by association)?

RebelVampire

1) i really enjoyed the scene where maria was with her friends and referred to esther as lovely and all maria's friends are like O/////O. i enjoyed it not only for the significant character development maria is showing, but also the sheer comedy in how oblivious maria is to anything to do with love. 2) maria. i like her intense honesty that is balanced by her flawed obliviousness to a lot of the things around her. i think its a combination that makes her extremely endearing as a character. 3) i think the clock is ticking. esther is clearly terrible at hiding it and stuffing her feelings down. and i think one day maria is gonna be like "i love this thing" and esther is gonna be like "oh yeah i love that thing almost as much as i love you." like maybe not that exactly, but i dont think esther will overcome shyness. i think its gonna be a pure mortification accident moment cause esther will be lost in her own brain thoughts.

4) maria's feelings are definitely changing. no doubt about it. as for a reaction to esther's confession...honestly maria is so dense i wouldnt be surprised if she just could comprehend a love confession. gets told "i love you" and shes like "i love you too....youre a dear friend." once she realizes though, i kind of feel like shell...limbo turn down esther and tell esther shes not sure how she feels. then decide and couple will be created. as for ruining their friendship, eh, therell be tension maybe? not friendship ruining tho cause maria is just too nice for that. 5) I'm gonna assume that it was some sort of injury to be honest. cause esther did mention wanting to be an adventurer and i could see esther being overenthusiastic and trying something dangerous and winding up permanently injured because of it. or poisoned maybe. thats also an option. but regardless the curitive magic came with a price. i think esther will tell maria the full story someday, and i think it will bring her and maria closer. and consequently cause maria to get ultra defensive against those questioning esther's honor. 6) i do think we'll see that paladin again, and boy am i looking forward to it. i want to know more about him cause i think the dynamic hed have with maria would be awesome. i think as far as role goes, he might be the one to challenge how maria handles herself as a knight and her general love obliviousness. because maria's friends and esther all kind of either find it endearing, support her, or just accept that is part of her. whereas i think this paladin could be the one to ask her if she isnt hurting others by being so oblivious to love while constantly giving everything of herself. or something like that.

snuffysam

ok i'm caught up i'm not sure about the paladin. because yeah maria's friends aren't exactly helping move this relationship forward but... why would the paladin do any better? he just seems like a jerk to me.

maybe he shows up again and gives maria something extra to vent about to esther?

also, apparently his name is marcus? at least that's what the cast page seems to say, it's hard to tell without pictures lol

thisintermezzo

I co-write this comic and aklsjdkjhffjk it's so cool to see people actually seriously talk about it??? Thank you so much for this. We almost never get actual responses--which is pretty normal for most comics; feedback is just hard to get, haha--so this is super novel and hugely appreciated. If you want to ask me anything, please feel free. Otherwise, I'm just going to spectate here and there. (Also, now that I have Discord again, I can try to similarly contribute to chats about people's comics!!)

snuffysam

welcome! this is a really cute comic! if I may ask a question - what was originally on this page?: http://lovespellscomic.com/post/162477687227/hey-this-post-may-contain-adult-content-so-weve

it was after a bunch of guest comics so i'm guessing it was another guest comic? but tumblr deleted it so i have no idea

RebelVampire

QUESTION 7. Do you believe Esther’s magic tutelage of Maria will pay off at a critical juncture at some point? How might Esther’s own skills change due to contact with Maria? How might their changing relationship affect their professional lives?

thisintermezzo

I can't tell, haha. I actually don't know what the page before that is, even, since the "back" button is gone. Tumblr is lame and didn't notify us of any of the flagged posts, so I have no clue what else has gotten randomly deleted. :U Tapas would have it all, though.

Thanks for letting us know, though! o/

RebelVampire

QUESTION 8. Do you think Maria’s friends will play a role in Esther and Maria’s budding relationship? If so, what role will they play and how might their own relationships with Maria change?

(the archive for the chat on Psychteria is up! @CalimonGraal https://comicteaparty.com/post/181287718835/december-10th-december-16th-2018-ctp-archive)

RebelVampire

@snuffysam sometimes strangers are more helpful than friends in certain contexts. cause friends can come with a lot of biases. but eh it was just a thought

7) I def hope esther's magic tutelage pays off. Though not sure when since the tournament seemed like the most dangerous thing to happen so far. but if maria goes on a mission for sure shes gonna be pulling out that crit move esther taught her and save the day. albeit alternatively i could also seeing it going the opposite. wherein maria tries and fails hardcore. and then esther has to hug and comfort her and tell maria its okay. as for esther's skills, i actually think any change is gonna be less related to magic and more esther is gonna learn like how to express her feelings better or something. but this is something i dont forsee happening until they get together. 8) i dont think the friends are gonna help. rather, i think after maria and esther get together maybe that theyre gonna hurt the relationship in a way. in that theyll get jelly of maria spending more and more time with esther. cause while maria sees esther a lot, theres clearly more freetime maria has she could spend with esther instead of her friends. and i could see maria doing that cause as nice as maria is, shes extremely inexperienced in this area. so i think shed put esther first way too hardcore at first and the friends would have to say whoa there hold your horses. i think at the end itll strengthen their bonds though cause itd give maria a better understanding of some of the experiences her friends have maybe. idk. im spitballing.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 9. If Esther and Maria do date, how do you believe that will go? What relationship obstacles might the two have to overcome in order to make their relationship work? How will the change affect the course of the story?

Delphina

Oh noooo, cute magical girl AND lawful good swordy girl having adorable crushes on each other. I might have to jump into this one.

1. My anime roots are showing, but I love a good "you don't have to refer to me with honorifics" scene. Also any time Maria carries sleepy Esther around is adorable.

2. Maria's hard not to like. I'm also a sucker for strong intense ladies who wanna do the right thing always.

I'm not so great with the speculation-type questions, but it's a great comic and I'm looking forward to what happens and hope that things go smoothly in both the romantic and magical arenas! The writing is very sweet and pure and the character designs and great environments complement them nicely. Really can tell there's a lot of love in this story!

RebelVampire

QUESTION 10. What are you most looking forward to in the comic? Also, do you have any final thoughts to share overall?

Delphina

I really enjoyed the part where Esther was explaining her sketches about adventuring to Maria. Esther has mostly been a reactive character - she gets orders and reacts, she's asked for help by Maria and she reacts, she sees some kids in trouble and she reacts, she gets low on MP and reacts. But that was the first time we saw what she wanted for herself, and how she views her role, and it really helped make her feel real and more proactive. I hope we see more of what Esther wants and who she is in the future!

RebelVampire

9) I think they'll have to deal with the usual relationship challenges. balancing work life, balancing other friendships, accepting that maybe they dont know each other as well as they think they might. but i think theyll manage. esther especially i think is gonna have to learn to be more open like how she was about her desire to be an adventurer. 10) I'm looking forward to seeing paladin returning and revealing why he's in this story in the first place and butting heads with maria. and then esther being "it's okay baby hes just a big ol' meanie"

snuffysam

i just really want to see more of the comic. it's super cute, the characters all lovable... i need more.

RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- WEEK LONG BOOK CLUB END!

Thank you everyone so much for reading and chatting about Lovespells this week! Please also give a special thank you to Ryan & Sage for volunteering the comic and creating it! If you liked Lovespells, make sure to continue to support it via some of the links below!

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