#anon!! (..◜ᴗ◝..)

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hey hey hey may 31th anon! How's 2024 going? ☆ヾ(*´▽｀)ﾉ This year I have for you a leaked Sherlock season 5 image. Thinking of you!! And everyone!!

[littlemissclandestine]

ASK: ahhh i’m obsessed w ur adler headcanons!! pretty pretty plsss could we have more soft!adler headcanons? or maybe a few headcanons for how adler might react to realising he’s slowly falling for bell!reader before they discover the brainwash twist?? 🥺👉👈 either way just wanna express my appreciation for how you characterise him!! <3

Author's Note: Tehe back at it idk. This was an ask I got months ago but just had incredibly bad writer's and art block. Trying to get those creative juices flowing again! Thank you so much for the ask and the kind comments anon. I really really appreciate it. Hope you enjoy! <3 (your ask disappeared after i put it into Tumblr drafts??)

More Soft!Adler Headcanons:

In the morning before work, Russell wakes up a little earlier than you to spend some more time on his appearance. You see him shaving his few day old stubble and decide to help him out, taking the razor. He’d study your facial expression as you concentrate on going round each jagged edge of his scar, making sure to not cut him. His blue eyes tracing every little mark on your face, absolutely in awe of how beautiful you are even when you furrow your brows and he’d gently push a strand or two of hair out the way that had fallen over your eye. As you rinse the blade under the tap, he’d grab your chin and peck your lips, getting the taste of shaving foam in your mouth and you two would laugh about it.

I can imagine in Winter, Russell and his s/o ordering hot chocolate with some cream on top/coffee, walking and talking. When he notices your cream/foam moustache, he chuckles to himself but you pay it no mind, thinking it was his response to something you said. But he chuckles again and you question him. -> “Oh uh nothing. You just uh…got a little um...hold on.” He’d lean in and lick your lips before planting a kiss on them and leaning back to look at you with a smile, leaving you dumbfounded.

Witty jokes and comments that make you think how the hell did he come up with that one are definitely on the menu. Russell will sometimes randomly just burst into Russian or German mode and will try and teach you some words and jokes too. Mostly the swear words because everybody wants to know the swear words 

Adler and his fellow operatives were chatting one day in public with their gear on as they were on their way back to a hotel for the night before their early morning flight but the sight of kids running up to him caught his eye. They asked him questions, the usual ones, the story behind the scar and what he does for a living. At first, he wasn’t exactly the warmest towards them but when one of the kids begged him to pick them up, he grumbled and gave in, watching them just take his sunglasses and the other asking if they could touch the scar, earning a smile from him. Him an his group sat down and spent some time kicking a ball around and taking the time out for the children before they had to head back. Adler gave them all fistbumps and bent down to plant a cap on one of their heads with a wink and a side smile -> “Keep it. I don’t need it, kid.”

Slowly falling for Bell!Reader Headcanons: Part 1

Russell Adler didn’t think it was possible to be honest. Him falling for another person. Always thought of himself as a lone wolf after his divorce. Never took any interest in dates or anything because he simply didn’t have the time and partly due to a fear of being hurt again that he refused to acknowledge

Yet he found himself weirdly drawn to you. Maybe it was a sick and twisted fantasy of his, the visage of him being a human, cracking with every fleeting touch. The true monster in him seeping out, revealing his true colours

When he picked you up and out of the SUV in Trabzon, he felt nothing. Perhaps some sense of accomplishment as he was one step closer to locating the man he’d been chasing for 13 years but nothing more. As the initial interrogations continued in a secure location and your balaclava was yanked off by his own hands, a part of him knew he’d get attached when he saw you, in your rawest form  but he quickly pushed that thought away as fast as it appeared in his mind. But it’d creep up every now and then during the experimentation as he’d speak into the microphone and exhale the smoke through his nose as he stared at you through the glass, watching you carefully before dipping his head as he hears you let out a gut-wrenching scream and struggle in the chair, putting out his cigarette and calling it a day.

He’d catch a whiff of your perfume nearby to where he was working in the safehouse. The perfume on your wrists stayed behind on the desk after your leaned over to pass him something or rested your forearms on the desk. The subtle scent of your shampoo and body wash in the bathroom, lingering in the air. He’d inhale deeply and close his eyes, imagining you as his head resting on the back of his chair for a few moments before he stopped himself and his eyes snapped open, making sure nobody was nearby as if he was scared someone could read his thoughts.

A candle you’d left on for him as he worked late into the night once was never forgotten. Adler would relight it to remind himself of you when you were gone on a mission with the others, telling himself it’s just because it smells nice.

A Brick in the Wall: As Bell took photos of Kraus, Russell would glance over at her, watch you paying attention, adjusting the camera lens, sticking your tongue out as the camera shutter clicked and a small smile would creep onto his lips before he looked away and cleared his throat, giving you your next order. God, what was he thinking?

Some things however were just pure protective instinct. Like grabbing your forearm to pull you away from the railing as you stepped up onto to look over the edge of a balcony at night. He needed you alive for the mission of course, no other reason

 Or when he’d tuck his extra magazines into your ammo packs and make sure all your straps and harness were tight enough. Or even holding his arm out and across your chest when he had to hit the brakes hard while driving with a gentle you okay? after a few beats of silence

Or when he’d bought some food and you were out of it after an MK-Ultra session during the early days and he’d give you a little extra without a word to keep your strength up, looking into your eyes briefly as you cried but the guilt was creeping up on him and he’d leave before you sobbed. He’d close the door just as you burst into tears, his hand on the doorknob behind him and he’d sigh deeply, his eyes shut, trying to compose himself before walking off to find Park. They’re just a red. He’d remind himself constantly. But just a kid too…

Desperate Measures: As Belikov let the two of you in and you took out the guards and changed into their uniforms, he couldn’t help but sneak a few glances. Before you walked up the stairs, he stopped you and checked you over, head to toe, the expression on his face neutral but his mind was in overdrive. Russell took a step closer and his hands found the bottom of your skirt and tugged on it, pulling it down so it revealed less. A single nod and his lips a thin line before he turned and walked off. He refused to admit he didn’t want anyone looking at you the way he did.

He finds himself a little self conscious. This isn’t like him..since when was Russell motherfuckin’ Adler worried about the way he was perceived by a red of all people? Putting more aftershave on himself, a spray of cologne to mask the smell of cigarettes that had found its way into his clothing after years of the bad habit. A quick check in the mirror to adjust his outfit and hair before pushing the bridge of his sunglasses up and into place

Safe to say, you took him by surprise. He was of course impressed by your combat and cryptography skills as well as endurance during MK-Ultra, thinking it was such a shame you were on the wrong side. Began thinking of what-ifs…

After one particularly gruelling session, you were screaming and refusing to take the pills that Park was giving you to help you sleep, saying they made you want to vomit and the anti-sickness was not doing anything but Park explained that she couldn’t do much about it. Russell heard this from the other side of the door as he walked past your room late at night, telling Sims to source a different medicine he knew of. The next day, he entered your room as you wailed again, thrashing against your cot and he adminstered a dose, barely speaking to you before leaving again but as you clutched his hand, he rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand before letting go. Your touch overwhelmed him.

When he’d see you hang out and play poker or some board games with the others as he was filing reports and chasing up contacts, a tiny frown would form on his face, he’d start picking at the skin on his lips as he watched them or he’d look down and dust his pants off or fiddle with a pen, anything to distract himself from the green-eyed monster

If he heard you singing a song in the other room, he’d put it on for you in the car without a word spoken, you just staring at Adler as if to say how did you know that?

On one chilly night, you fell asleep in the dark room and Adler stood there in the doorway, looking at you, your breathing steady, face rid of anguish and you looked at peace in the red light. Slowly, he made his way over and draped his jacket round your shoulders, thinking to himself it’s just what any decent person would do. Can’t have his tool catching a cold now…

During stakeouts, Russell would start telling you random facts about himself he’s never told another person, saying to himself you’ll be gone soon anyways, that you were an outsider so that’s why it was easier to talk to you.

This feeling he had only seemed to grow with each mission. Instead of letting the others help you out when injured, he’d grip your shoulder as soon as they got in, steering you towards the nearest stool before anyone had a chance to say anything and command you to sit, treating you like the dog you are while he fetched the supplies.

As the weeks passed, he’d take you to your room and patch you up there, wanting some one-on-one time with you, making casual conversation, half to distract you from the pain and half to suppress the thoughts going round in his mind about being so close to losing you

He made you laugh once or twice and couldn’t stop thinking about it. It sounded even better than when Woods or the other crew members made you laugh and it made him smile to which you pointed out but he stood up and left shortly after, his standard, stoic expression returning to his face

Adler would stay up on a few occasions to make sure you slept, scanning your face as the pills began to take effect, his arms folded as he stood, looming over you, his finger scratching at his arm even though it wasn’t itchy. It was just unease which he consistently pushed down but he noticed he was getting more fidgety when it came to you. Almost like the guilt was eating him from the inside out. He’d take off his watch, place his cigs on the side and settle into a chair, telling himself it’s just for a few minutes but once he did stay the whole night, leaving before the others woke up. Nobody ever knew

If you ever asked about your time together as friends and during Vietnam when you’d having trouble remembering, he’d keep it short and sweet, but every now and then he’d make up something that was what he wished it would have been like. Nothing too out there.

During mission briefings, he’d find himself laying his attention on you the most as he talked, wanting to know you were really listening to him and secretly asking for your input too and once the others had returned to what they were doing before, he’d pull you to the side, asking you if you were okay with the plan and if there’s anything you need to go over. I mean, you were the main star of course so it makes sense but his hand would reach for your upper arm and then retract. Boundaries, Adler…

One thing that killed him though was the fact that you only ever grabbed him out of fear, during MK-Ultra when you didn’t want him to leave, when in agony from a gunshot wound, or just as you dropped off to sleep after he injected your when you were being disobedient. Couldn’t admit he wanted you to grab onto him in desperation as he- Get a grip, Adler! When did he start thinking of you like that?

After Cuba, he felt nothing. No sense of accomplishment yet as he was one step further away from locating the man he’d been chasing for 13 years but now he was two steps closer to saying goodbye to you for good…

[jjjjeonww]

wonwoo angst mweheheheh

jeon wonwoo - “a café heartbreak.”

wonwoo stared longingly at you across the bustling café, his heart aching with a love so intense it borderlined on obsession. He had been in love with you for years, ever since they first met on the set of your debut film together. your beauty, your talent, your kind heart - everything about you had captured him, body and soul.

But you remained oblivious to his feelings, treating him like just another co-star and friend. you had no idea of the tortured nights he spent imagining you in his arms, dreaming of a future together. The way your laughter lit up the room, the scent of your perfume lingering on your skin, the sound of your voice singing off-key in the shower - every detail was etched into his mind, a constant reminder of the love he could never express.

wonwoo knew he was pathetic, a pitiful creature pining after a dream he could never have. you were a star, radiant and unattainable, while he was just a mere mortal, unworthy of yiur affection. He had tried to move on, to date other women, but his heart remained loyally faithful to you. No one could compare to you, could make him feel the way you did.

One day, he mustered up the courage to confess his love to you. With a pounding heart and shaking hands, he poured out his soul, telling you everything he had always wanted to say. He expected yiu to laugh in his face, to reject him cruelly. But instead, you listened quietly, your expression unreadable.

After what felt like an eternity, you spoke. "wonwoo…” you said softly, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "I...I'm sorry. I never meant to lead you on or give you the wrong idea. I care about you deeply, but...I don't feel the same way about you."

your words were like a dagger to his heart, piercing through the fragile hope he had clung to. wonwoo felt the color drain from his face, his dreams shattering around him. He had gambled everything on this confession, and now, he had lost your friendship and respect in the process.

With a heavy heart, wonwoo walked away from you, knowing that he could never look at you the same way again. He had loved you so intensely, so completely, that the rejection left him hollow and empty.

but…

“wait wonwoo!”

“hgh yeah..?”

“…maybe we could go out a couple times…? see where it takes us?”

“oh… that would be.. nice..”

[satoruwiki]

Stripper gojo 😳😳 I can't help wonder if satoru would still be doing strip club after they start serious dating. I mean it's his job. Well just wanna hear what u have to say

mmm, i think he would stop at some point, but not because you ask him to. like, if you were to ask him to stop, he would ignore you because… that's how you met, you knew what he did for a living and still agreed to go for something serious with him anyway.

If i had to think of a scenario. it would go something like...

"Hey, baby?" Satoru spoke softly, there was something he had been thinking about for a while but he didn't know how to tell you. You took your eyes off the TV and noticed his frown, he looked thoughtful and that worried you. it wasn't usual to see him like that.

"Is something wrong?" you asked doubtfully, shifting your seat to have a better look of his face.

Satoru rested his gaze on your hands, taking one of them gently and caressing your knuckles with his thumb. "You know, I've been thinking for a while now…" he hesitated, you guessed it was something that was very important to him because of how difficult it was for him to tell you outright. Such mystery made you uneasy, but you didn't want to rush him into telling you what was on his mind.

"I'm going to leave the club."

You raised your eyebrows in astonishment, you didn't think he was ever going to say that, it was even more likely for you that he would break up with you than quit his job of so many years.

"Are you sure? I mean, you love working there…" you didn't know how long the idea had been in his head, as he was never vocal about it. To say that his sudden decision took you by surprise was an understatement.

"yeah, but I don´t know, I've never seen myself working there for a long period. could you imagine? an old and wrinkly me killing it on stage," satoru chuckled, shifting his gaze back to you, a glint of mischief and truth in them, "besides, i don't feel comfortable doing all that sexy stuff to some girl i don't know when my lady is waitin' for me at home," he added, leaning to nuzzle onto your neck, dropping soft and teasing kisses on your skin.

you giggled at the ticklish sensation of his lips on you, lolling your head to a side to give him more space to cover you in smooches. "and what's the next step? i mean, what are you going to work as?"

"as a teacher," he formulates without ceasing to tease your neck, his not at all subtle hands sliding under your shirt.

"like actually or is it still a lie?"

"like actually, i have a degree in education."

"huh?!" you gasped, "oh my god, 'toru! you never told me that!"

"to lie you need to tell a part of the truth, silly girl. now lemme teach you something y're gonna like..."

[miwsolovely]

hi!! so ik hybrid stuff isn't everyone's cup of tea, if it's not yours or you don't feel comfortable writing hybrid stuff, feel free to ignore!

i cannot stop thinking about simom/ghost x gn dog hybrid reader whose like a service dog almost? nothing nsfw, just like cuddles during nightmares, deep pressure therapy, helping simon with self care, etc, just like soft stuff!

again feel free to ignore or whatever!! or if you wanna do this with a different character or something, go for it!!

to be loved, for real . i lived for this ( first time writing for hybrid!reader so forgive me if its not up to par😓 ) here you go nonie!

[wonryllis]

moots as songs

、ㅤ🌺 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS AS KPOP SONGS ᵎᵎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

i went with the vibes they give off, and added some lyrics to highlight it!! tried to do as many mooties i could i hope you all like it!! i excluded those who have been inactive for long and those i ain't interacting with that much, hope you understand > 3 < love you all! ( MUTUALS )

✶ @jaesvelvet better things by aespa . . that i, i-i got better things to do with my time. better things to do with my time, do with my time than you

✶ @luvhyun3 tomboy by g-idle . . it's not here, i'm not a doll. yeah, i'm a fucking tomboy! this is my attitude, yeah, i'll be the tomboy

✶ @ctrlemis jopping by superm . . champagne life, that's all you want. don't stop letting it go 'cause we got that glow

✶ @enhalpy love letter by bol4 . . so warm like you, you are my sunshine, i’ll do anything. feel like i feel like i’m surfing your love, feel like i’m reaching the moon

✶ @nyukyujs love scenario by ikon . . we met and became a memory that can't be erased. it was a commendable melodrama, a pretty good ending.

✶ @koishua quarter life by tomorrow by together . . it feels like i'm walking in place, quarter life crisis. thrown into a life without an exit, on this road that doesn't know the end

✶ @boyfhee you & me by jennie . . i love you and me, dancing in the moonlight. nobody can see, it's just you and me tonight. just a little touch my world stops

✶ @okwonyo my world by illit . . this is my world, it might seem a little strange. this is my world, this is truly the real me. each moment is my overindulgence, why does it seem strange? this is me. let me show you my world

✶ @atrirose either way by ive . . some say i sound full of myself, that i'm just showing off. it's not about who's right or wrong, just like how we all love differently

✶ @eeunoia inception by ateez . . feel like dreaming a dream i've never seen even in dreams, it's too vivid to conclude it as just a dream. you are the dream i live in, the dream i can never awake from

✶ @leaderwon hard to love by blackpink . . i'll make it feel like heaven, but i swear i'm not a saint. and you won't see the truth 'causе i'll be kissing it away

✶ @tyunni new jeans by new jeans . . look, it's a new me, switched it up, who's this? new hair, new tee, new jeans, do you see? so fresh, so clean, make it feel like a game

✶ @jjunae pop by nayeon . . baby, baby, you're out of control. so you're under my control. before the excitement stops, i wanna make it pop, pop, pop, you want it?

✶ @stariekis one spark by twice . . i wish for forever, yes, forever. we're sparkling beautifully, i'm sure it'll be beautiful. cause my heart is burning, burning, burning. even if it’s dazzlingly beautiful and painful, it’s our golden days

✶ @lheebra don't wanna cry by seventeen . . i think it will show up, just wait. i have to find you, i have to find you. because if i cry now, i might not be able to see you. i don't want to cry

✶ @isoobie smart by le sserafim . . i am a child who will become a butterfly. what i want is victory. i'm a smarter baby, smarter, i see through it and break through.

✶ @fakeuwus cupid by fifty fifty . . a hopeless romantic all my life, surrounded by couples all the time. so skeptical of love, but still, i want it more, more, more. i gave a second chance to cupid

✶ @lilyuwon flower by jisoo . . guided by the gently blowing wind, because you're the one who doesn't catch it. spring comes, only the scent of flowers remains

✶ @ms-no1kpopstan darari by treasure . . i watched you, i was too stunned to speak, it still circling around you. i can't take my eyes off you

✶ @theyluvvaubery really really by winner . . the most beautiful thing in my eyes right now is you lady, oh. if my feelings for you were money, i would be a billionaire

✶ @jungqkook true by yaori . . tell me the truth, this is the end. i feel like losing myself. can't find my way, to not lose you, why is it so complicated?

✶ @heesbaby run bts by bts . . if we live fast, let us die young. two bare feet are our gasoline, yeah, yeah. let's go, are you ready? run bulletproof, run, yeah, you gotta run

✶ @heelvsted maverick by the boyz . . super villain in the mirror, i run away, chasing, farther away. super bad trouble, i'm just on my way. cut out the scenes from a corny hero movie. everything's just a game to me,

✶ @cornenhapovs loco by itzy . . surrounded by my thoughts of ya, i think i'm a little obsessed, i feel like i was born to love ya. such a rush, you're making me lose my mind

✶ @taeghi celebrity by iu . . have no idea above your lowered head what the bright lights are (shining towards) it's fine to take your time but i hope you notice, at last. the one and only

✶ @jaylaxies step back by got the beat . . you'd better shut your mouth and stand back or else give it a go. try climbing your way up hereYou can't even dream about this level, this isn't the place for you

✶ @moon7jay monster by exo . . why is my heart racing? you’re beautiful, my goddess. i’ll knock so will you let me in? you’ve already fallen for me, don’t be afraid, love is the way

✶ @alvojake pandora by mave . . everyone is heartless but so we are fearless. no one can stop us, never been so careless. hold on tight, string of our hope, so let us sing, say my name. shout it out, let me hear that thing

✶ @sserasin future by red velvet . . don't let me forget my dream where the stars are pouring down, we will end up together. you are another future of mine, a way for love to last forever

[ladymahou]

Not sure if you take icon requests but if you do, could you make some icons of Ranma in the green outfit and hat that they wear when fighting Kodachi Kuno please? Thank you so much and sorry to bother 🙇‍♂️ and thank you for all the icons you make

The icons are ready! Thank you for your support. I hope you like them ☆

[chenlezip]

im ngl i had a lil stalk of your insta.. HELLO??? the rose, aespa AND NCT DREAM??? and you have tattoos????

LOLL hi anon!! gonna ramble a little here >_<

yesyesyes i was so lucky to see aespa in 2023 with my best friend, saw the rose in march 2024 with my mum (i got her into kpop LOL she’s been hearing me talk about it for 10 years now), saw nct dream in nov 2024 !!🥹

and yeah, i do have tattoos!! currently have 11 (and desperately wanting more).. if youd like to know more just send in another ask! :3

[ohimsummer]

here's gojo!

https://x.com/dailygojou/status/1858090344757497900?t=6R2eGqxNf3p30Z4D75bV7g&s=19

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOOK AT THAT SWEETHEART!!!!!! CUTIE PATOOTIE I NEED TO KISS HIM FULLY ON THE LIPS

[ynnova]

Pause, can we address Yakuza ties on the iceberg

iceberg layer five ─ yakuza ties

so this is totally just one of those conspiracy theories that have appeared within the k-pop world. but this theory came about because you had a solo schedule in japan once and fansites or saesangs (no one is really too sure) had spotted these bodyguards walking about with you. photos with you and the bodyguards have circulated on atiny twitter and it kind of caused fans to be like "omg she's got the yakuza as bodyguards!" or "she must have really good ties from when she lived in japan because look at those bodyguards..." or "wow, they look dangerous" or "is she secretly more important than we know?"

of course, this is all just fans theorizing with nothing really concrete being able to actually say you have "ties with the yakuza." and its lower on the iceberg because of how obscured it sounds, but some older atiny like to make jokes about it.

this is inspired by the yakuza theory with twice's momo.

check out the y/n iceberg!

[sjyuns]

some of your works contain pure queerbaiting bruh

hi that was never my intention😕🙏🏻 just putting it out there that i don’t ship the members romantically in any way shape or form, whatever is in my smaus are just for humour’s sake

[jjjjeonww]

wHO. ARE. YOUR. MOOTS. USER. JJJJEONWW.👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

😀.. i guess i'll say it... (mom pick me up im scared) i also hope they dont mind me tagging them like no what if they think im annoying!! @gyubakeries -⋆˚࿔ tiya 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (hehe my first moot!! i love tiya soo bad. am i scaring her with my updates on a guy? maybe.) @ylangelegy - ˖ ֹ੭୧ kae ⊹ ࣪ ⑅ (kae will never fail to get me on my knees. even if she's just breathing) @chenlezip - 𐔌 . ⋮ anna .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱ (ANNAA she's such a sweetie omgg :< i loooove anna smm) @yeonjunsvape - .⋆♱ amb ✮ (love her works and so glad we r moots!!!) @liverspaghett - 「 ✦ livvy ✦ 」 (uhuhhh :(( livvy is such a cutie!! she has all my attention) @antoncore - ⋆｡˚꒰ঌ cee ໒꒱˚｡⋆ (i cannot emphasize how cute cee is!! both inside and out <3) @96z - ⌗ !! ꒰ sol ꒱ (to me, sol is SOOOOOO fucking coooool and i love the gifs she makes!! along with the captions lolol) @kwonienana - ⊹ ࣪ ⌗ ༅ nana ! ୨୧ (her humour???? GOLDEN. no like actually.) @seokminfilm - ˙ . ꒷. lyr 𖦹˙— (if she brings up my spelling errors... user seokminfilm fans better pack it up..but jokes aside I LOVE HER) @wonkierideul - ⋆｡˚୨ kie୧˚｡⋆ (when she reblogged my junhui fic... had me throwing up fr)

(i love all of my moots grraahhh)

[ma1dita]

been listening to olivia rodrigos discography and drivers license is still so sad for me omgggg

then i started thinking thoughts….the line “& today I drove through the suburbs and pictured I was driving home to you” is soooo partners in crime like & reader esp when she leaves camp

anon you are soooo!!! got me sad at 7am LMAOOOOO imagine her driving back down the island and going to college and leaving half blood hill just maladaptive daydreaming and thinking about how it shouldve been her and luke leaving together??? yeah i think about that a lot. might just drive to montauk soon and back rn for a scenic day by the sea honestly.... would cure me of all ills like a victorian woman

[miwsolovely]

burning with embarrassment nikprice . nikprice sickfic ........... price gets a lil (very) sick after a chilly mission ........................ and nik cooks the best soup for him or something .................... and price is just .... extremely grumpy about the whole thing despite the yummy food. /nf/nf

— 🦗 (same cricket from mito's blog aaaaa)

I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS REQ ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

here it is cricket nonnie <3 — an old symphony

[wonryllis]

GOSH WHEN WILL YOU RELEASE IT ALRRR!! this is gotta be the "it" story. BRO IMAGINE DILF SINGLE DAD HOON GOSH, btw, i have an idea, jealous hoon when turns out it was y/n's plan then sunghoon takes her home but like cant be more patient to her and decided to do car 69 YKWIM RIGHT

you gotta wait if you want it to be well written :3 IT NEEDS PERFECTION TO BE THE "IT" story like yes i do notice how many people are looking forward like the fact that the teaser only has got 3.2k notes is crazy and im already on my third taglist for it.. it has been insane i can feel it in my bones it's gonna be my IT story and hence I GOTTA WRITE IT WELL AND AMAZING AND FREAKY AND SAPPY AND SWOON WORTHY looking at the love it has been receiving even before releasing,, my plans for it have changed i want it to be a proper story ㅠㅠ it'll be worth the painful wait. trust.

jealous hoon is definitely a yes yes in the fic but i don't get what exactly yn's plan was? like deliberately trying to make him jealous? hmm i could add that. car sex is also one of the scenes i have planned but there's no sixty-nine thing,, solely cause it's not my taste and im yet to be ready to write something i don't like. BUT THERE ARE PLENTY OF HOT SCENES so i hope you won't be disappointed :3

[merakiui]

for your ask game, I thought id answer for 7! it was the rook fic, 11:11 - sugar dew sewn anew :)

I had actually held off on reading it for awhile because I wasn't entirely sure I was going to like the ending and, well, it definitely gave me mixed feelings. I remember my mouth was agape the first time I had read and finished it in its entirety 😭

I was so conflicted because part of me absolutely adored the ending and was satisfied with it, but was also left feeling a bit frustrated.

I loved the horror and suspense — or more so, the feeling that something is wrong and you know something is wrong but you don't know what and/or can't do anything to fix it — dread. that's the emotion I'm looking for. I loved every bit of the dreadful feelings the story created, and that only gradually increased the further I read, because the anticipation of having an idea of what was coming but not knowing exactly when- was killing me (and definitely killed mc)

so I did thoroughly enjoy the anticipation the setting of the story set up, and how it carried that feeling all the way up to the climax, once introduced

and despite what I may say in the next section or two, I truly did enjoy rooks character in this story. i greatly enjoyed his dialogue, and would even applaud him for his never ending ability to make someone feel unsettled! his love and adoration for the darling never fails to make me queasy. objectively, it is disturbing; a man so "in love" he kills the very person he dearly cherishes. but at the same time, a sick, twisted part of me genuinely enjoyed that his obsession went so far that it reached the state of death - like wow, get you a man who means it when he says he will love you in life and death!! overall, rooks character was a fun one to read and analyze throughout the story, especially once the creep-factor started increasing lol

but as I said earlier, despite how satisfied I was with this ending, a part of me couldn't fully accept it. and my feelings for not wholly accepting the ending is not at all a reflection of your writing, but rather a simple personal preference and opinion of mine!!

I do enjoy reading yandere stories where the darling dies; whether that be of natural, accidental, or self-inflicted causes, or even where the yandere does kill them, but then later regrets it (those are always so scrumptious, I love seeing yanderes become pathetic)!! and I also do enjoy reading yandere stories where the yandere gets their "happy" ending, but I only enjoy those stories for certain characters, as I believe some characters are simply not eligible to earn their happy ending 😒 and one of those characters are rook.

whether speaking of rook in his canon sense, or with a yandere twist, he is a terrifying and fear-inducing man. and because of the fact that no matter which way you speak of rook - even in the most cute, fluffiest context imaginable! - it doesn't take away that he is a canon hunter and therefore has a diverse skillset catered to catching and trapping prey. and when you are aware of that knowledge going into a yandere rook fic, then you already know that a happy ending, or successful escape for rooks darling is practically unimaginable; because rook would simply not let that happen. so knowing rook is more than likely to get HIS happy ending in yandere fics, it's unfortunate (to me at least). and I did not expect anything different when beginning my read of 11:11. I knew rook would be the victor here, but it doesn't make it hurt any less knowing darling will never get their own happy ending 😔

but what rook did in this story that takes it a step further is involving what I mentioned earlier, the 'darling dies' trope. to reiterate, I do enjoy these tropes, especially when there's angst or pain on the yanderes end, but once again, rook does not fall into that category. rather than rook experiencing any kind of turmoil over the death of his darling, he's happy and is even the one to have caused darlings death. so not only does his bob-cut ass get his happy ending, his happy ending also results in killing his darling. darling already had no chance of escaping from rook once he set his gaze on them, but for him to reaally seal that fate and kill them, too? aaah, it's frustrating!! and I think what frustrates me the most on this part is that, in the 'darling dies' stories that I read, when the darling kicks the bucket, its accompanied by intention, will, or even acceptance! the darlings are at least aware or have come to terms with their impending death. but the darling in 11:11 experienced none of those feelings nor did they even want to give up!! rook just took their life at a time they weren't ready for, and for his own selfish, happy ending. and finally, when the darling dies in those types of stories, I actually view it as a rather bittersweet thing. because it at least means they escaped their yandere/captor, despite them only being able to achieve that freedom through death. but unlike those stories, where darling is eventually given freedom from their yandere, 11:11's darling, even in death, is stuck with rook and he refuses to let them go. it's just so !!! it's honestly kind of heartbreaking; knowing all that darling went through. and even before their death, probably no comfort came to them as maybe a part of them suspected what rook would do with them after death. from the chase to climax, darling was unlucky and was never given an ounce of security - even when meeting death. and I think thats what really pulls it together for me when dealing with this ending. knowing that there were probably so many internal thoughts and emotions swirling inside of darling but were left unspoken as rook took their life AAAAA it brings me such anguish </3

all in all, I think what left me the most irritated was that everything was done for and by rook. every aspect of the story was created for him and him alone, there was never room for darling when his obsession with them extends so far, to the point hes willing to take their life for his own. it's truly amazing how selfish yet poetic he was in 11:11 😭

SO. to put it simply, yes, there was a fic of yours that left me emotional. not sappy-emotional, but conflicted-emotional. it was such a satisfying yet irritating ending all at once. it did leave me with a few questions as to where this leaves rook now. such as "would a situation like darling's occur again with another victim in the future?" or "is he really, truly, satisfied with the person he loved so much being nothing but a glamorized corpse now?" but honestly, I could probably answer the second question myself, I'm just avoiding it as the answer might further make me dislike his character in this story LMAO

I know I was pissed as hell talking about rook earlier, but 11:11 is most definitely my favorite characterization of him you've written so far. in fact, 11:11, despite me being hesitant to start, has definitely become one of my personal favorite works of yours and something that will probably never leave my mind.

the writing is truly mesmerizing, and the way you wrote rook was so beautifully-crafted. despite how much I disliked his character in this work, I also loved every second of him and his creepiness. also, although I havent mentioned setting much, it's truly one of the biggest elements that ties all of this together. the setting you made for the atmosphere, and especially the chase sequence, blends amazingly with the the flow and dialogue. it doesnt feel out of place in the slightest and actually evokes more intense emotions when paired with the writing. the departing imagery you left the reader with was particularly gorgeous and will never leave my mind!!

you truly outdid yourself with 11:11; as I read it months ago and it's still so fresh and vivid in my mind; that it elicited such emotions from me. I am so happy it won the poll that one day LMAOO or else we would've never gotten such a masterpiece </3

I know the timeloop au rook fic is far into your planner, but aaah, I have a feeling it will also ignite such emotions within me, so I am very excitedly looking forward to it!!

I apologize for the length of this ask! 😭 I hope everything makes sense and that my interpretation and opinions come across cleanly and clearly!! i was having trouble with properly wording and voicing my thoughts, so forgive me for any errors or repeated/not further elaborated ideas. I also hope my comparisons to other, general tropes/stories did not bother you! 11:11 was by far unique and an original piece, and it doesn't come close to anything I've ever read before! i just found it easier to use basic trope styles as a way to clearly articulate my thoughts, but I truly meant no harm when using them to refer to the plot of 11:11. so, if I had managed to offend you at all, I am sincerely sorry!

anyways, I reeeallly hope this ask actually sends and doesn't get eaten because I'd hate to rewrite this 😭 but i hope youre doing well!! :)

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Anon, oh my GOSH!!!!!! I am beyond flattered and so speechless to know that 11:11 gave you such emotional turmoil!!! I was hooked reading every word of your ask!! Please never apologize for the length of your message! I'm so grateful to receive it and read it. Just knowing that you enjoyed 11:11 and took the time to put your thoughts into writing has me so immensely honored. >o<

I couldn't help laughing at your referring to Rook as "his bob-cut ass" LOL. He really is the most frustrating type of yandere. >:( you've made so many great points with your analysis (and none of the comparisons to tropes offended me! Rather, I was happy to read about them! :D), and among them I think your comment on the situation makes darling and Rook's story even more difficult to stomach:

all in all, I think what left me the most irritated was that everything was done for and by rook. every aspect of the story was created for him and him alone, there was never room for darling when his obsession with them extends so far, to the point hes willing to take their life for his own. it's truly amazing how selfish yet poetic he was in 11:11 😭

You're absolutely right! The very first thing I thought of when writing the story was that everything was and is centered around Rook. The setting (while an eerie backdrop to place both him and Reader in) suits Rook's character more than it does the Reader's. The trophy room he sits in, framed by various animal heads, was intentionally written for him. Those descriptions of being prey or predator are for him because he's a hunter and this is his story. From beginning to end, the entire plot is tailored to fit Rook and his all-encompassing obsession. You're absolutely right when you say, "there was never room for darling when his obsession with them extends so far." He's horrifically selfish, and the mindset of "if I can't have you, no one can" is mostly applied to 11:11!Rook. Because he is greedy and he recognizes this, but then he finds beauty in the brutal, in the obsession, in the raw, animalistic fear the Reader feels when it dawns on them that he's going to kill them.

The reader was never going to get a happy ending. This was how I drafted the story, with this in mind. The moment the story opens, Reader is doomed. Their head was always destined to take the place of the headless mount. Of course the mount itself is already indicative of what's to come, a classic example of Chekhov’s gun that immediately foreshadows that, at some point, the headless mount will soon have its head. Infuriatingly enough, it's Rook who gets his happy ending, handed to him on a platter because he doesn't truly suffer in the fic. Sure, there is resistance from the Reader and they try to survive, but in the end it's Rook who wins with an ease so smooth you'd think he's done this before. And maybe he has. Maybe he's killed more than just birds and deer and mice. Who can say, really?

He's so creepy and so vexing in 11:11. There is not an ounce of remorse to his character here. It doesn't pain him that he's taking a life. Rather, he's excited. Giddy, even, because in his twisted perception he's not ending your life; he's refurbishing it. Giving new life to your death. Most often, when something horrible happens, we look for reasons. Why is this happening to me? Why did this happen? Why are you doing this? We ask all kinds of questions. Knowing that there is reason and logic behind tragedy can often help us make sense of it, especially if it's traumatic and sudden. And that's exactly what Reader attempts to do in the fic:

"What did I ever do to you to deserve this?" “Nothing, mon amour.” “N-Nothing?” “Absolutely nothing!” he reaffirms, rather conversationally, and the frustration-riddled tension in your body deflates all at once.

It's especially despairing because there is no sadness or regret. Rook loves human life, but then his actions here suggest it's below him in some way. That he loves it just enough to wax truthful poetry, but not enough to reconsider appreciating the beauty while Reader's alive and well. Most of all, it hurts because he has no valid reason for taking Reader's life other than for his own selfish desires. There is no revenge plot here. There is no death due to self-defense here. There is no death by accident here; it's all intentional. He's killing the Reader because it pleases him. Because he wants to. Because he can. The Reader has never done anything wrong to Rook. It's simply the fact that they exist that he's willing to go so far in his infatuation, and that's so heartbreaking. Reader just wants to live, but Rook will not let that happen because, once again, he is so annoyingly selfish.

And it's due to this selfishness that he's able to smile and hum so jovially come morning when he's putting the finishing touches on the newest trophy added to his collection.

Ramblings aside, I'm also happy Rook won in the poll! Originally, the idea was simply "an artist who struggles to love encounters [insert yandere here] and finds inspiration in their eyes." I was going to use this for Jade, in which the Reader could never quite paint him perfectly and would soon become so obsessed with portraying him accurately on a canvas, which would then allow Jade to twist their perception of him. Essentially, the endgame with Jade's version of this concept was that he'd keep you locked up in his home as a pet, promising to grant you freedom once you finally paint the emotions in his eyes properly. Until then, Reader would remain as his cat. Obviously this idea is not nearly as gruesome as Rook's. ^^;;; so I'm glad he was voted, otherwise 11:11 would have been a very different story.

And the time loop Rook fic... I'm almost positive it will incite a lot of feelings, one of which I hope is anger. >:) it's going to be a very wild plot. Many twists and turns!