#anyways CELEBRATION TIME WOOOO(?)

[willwoodhiatuscounterr]

1 day since Will Wood returned from hiatus!

[dearratroi]

Hate having a uterus because sometimes I’ll feel off and think “god what if I’m pregnant” cause my birth control is 99.5% effective or some such number but the anxiety regarding that does rear its ugly head regardless

[bbina]

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . don't they?

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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wonbin was currently over at your place (like usual) to start composing his duet song for their practical exam next week. not even ten minutes upon his arrival, he already made his way to your bed to "rest his eyes" as he said earlier. he even told you to wake him up in exactly five minutes and so you did

"it's been 5 minutes, bin. wake up" you poke his shoulder as you watch him sleep in your bed. he looks so calm and at peace in times like this

not that you've told a single soul but you two have been sleeping in the same bed for a while now. things really did change after that night during giselle's birthday celebration because wonbin would just end up crashing at your place after your usual nightly movie marathons and convenience store runs

strangely enough, you didn't question it. maybe it's because you've grown so comfortable with wonbin that this almost feels natural for you two to do

it's safe to say it's like you two have been living together secretly

"five more minutes.." wonbin mutters, wrapping himself with your blanket

"you told me that 5 minutes ago" you laughed, now resorting into shaking his shoulder so he could fully wake up

wonbin stays still despite your never ending nudging. right when you were about to kick him as your last measure, wonbin suddenly opens the blanket and drags you under the covers with him

he wraps his arms around your frame as he rests his head onto your chest

"there. much better" he mumbles, sighing in content

you let out a loud laugh before your hands immediately find their way towards his hair, stroking them as you look up at your ceiling

what a weird friendship you two have

"you're going to fail your exams if you keep this up" you joke, gently running your hands through his hair that smelled like mint

wonbin scoffs and moves his head a little that you can feel his breath fan your neck

"that can wait" he says, lips slightly brushing against your neck

you let out a hum. whatever, it's not your project nor responsibility anyway. so instead of pushing him to start working, you just lay there with him in your arms

this is what usually happens when he stays over. quiet moments that it's so peaceful and so mundane that it feels like everything falls into place with him by your side. you can't explain it but it just makes so much sense

a moment of silence passes by that it makes your eyelids feel heavy when you suddenly feel a pair of lips leave a trail of light kisses against your jawline til they gradually make their way up to your cheek. each kiss making your heart pound louder against your chest

your eyes snap open as your breath hitches

"wonbin.." you whispered when his lips hovered near the edge of your mouth. you meet his eyes, his gaze soft yet strong at the same time that it sent goosebumps all over your skin

the next thing you know, you were leaning in as well and so your lips meets his

this was way different from your first kiss with him weeks ago. this time you two didn't hesitate. it wasn't all because you two were caught up in the moment that you felt like you just had to kiss

this is different. it's totally different

because in this moment, you don't want this to ever stop

the kiss gradually went from soft and intimate into something you can't put into words. wonbin had shifted his positon once more. he was hovering above you while your arms are over his neck. with each kiss you take, the more you pull him closer til he was practically lying on top of you

your hands find their way to his hair again, gently tugging them when wonbin deepened the kiss that you accidentally let out a groan in his mouth

wonbin pulls away and moves his lips to your neck again. you let out a small whine when his lips find that sweet spot just below the shell of your ear. you can feel his lips curl into a smirk with what you just did and that just fueled his sudden adrenaline

you cup his cheeks to pull him back to your lips. this time your kisses were feverish, clearly hungry for more. wonbin then begins to trap you in between him, a knee placed in between your legs

things are getting heated in your apartment that the next thing you know was your clothes are slowly thrown onto the floor

you push wonbin off yourself a little to catch your breath, he sits up and cocks his head to the side. is something wrong?

"what are we?" you ask, looking at wonbin who’s lips are now swollen and his neck and collarbones decorated with your art

wonbin blinks before scoffing. he leans closer, smirking down at you as he hovers over you again, trapping you in between his arms

"friends" he says simply, pressing a kiss onto your lips, returning to your previous activity. you just let him for now, his words not really sinking in cause in his defense, you two are friends. nothing more nothing less, right?

wait a minute. friends don't do this. friends don't practically live together. friends don't make out just because, friends don't make you feel like this. friends don't make your heart skip a beat

friends don't do this

you push him off again, sitting up, "friends don't do this, don’t they?" you raise an eyebrow, licking your lips as you stare at the boy who has your heart in his hands

wonbin rolls his eyes playfully, "they do now", pushing you back on the bed to carry on from where you two have left

go figures he would say that. you, yourself aren't too sure where your current status with the boy who’s currently on top of you but either way you don't think about what he meant. all that matters right now is how he's yours at the moment. you think he's yours. he has to be, right?

he's here, with you.

although for some reason, there's a lingering feeling at the back of your head. his answer didn't quite satisfy you but you don't want to press it on much further

maybe it's better this way

after all, if you don't ask, then whatever you have going on with him wouldn't be the end of it. you don't want to hear an answer you don't like anyway

[sapphiic-ink]

Hey gang long time no post oops

Anyway here’s a jinx drawing to celebrate me posting woooo

Took about 10 hours & I taught myself some new shading skills lol

I’ll drop the version with no shadows and the reference below the cut

[macawthestarwing]

Thoughts on TPOT 17:

Spoilers for TPOT 17

-wait… IS THAT FOURSE IN THE THUMBNAIL WHAT OH HECK YES

-Bottle is just a celebrity now ig

-Pen looks traumatized what

-OMGA THE ELIMINATION PLACE YES

-…DOES TWO HAVE THEIR OWN EXIT WHAT

-BOTTLE YOU-YOU-I NEED TO DRAG YOU TO SAVIOR NOW

-PENCIL JUST MALFUNCTIONED HAH

-oh she’s just having trauma

-YES GB’S SAFE YESSSSS

-oop more Pencil crash out?

-YESYESYES AND WINNER YES PROPHECY GANG IS SAFE

-Did Four just grow Two’s arm?

-TB LITERALLY CAN’T SEE ONE WHAT

- Two looks like they’re dead. They miss their wife. ONE GIVE THEM BACK THEIR WIFE

-TB JUST ROASTED THEM WHAT

-THE A-TWO-SMENT PARK IS BACK WOOO

-GB just watching the conversation lol

-Fanny get’s to go to the circus oooooh (hehehe Banny)

-THE FOURSE IS BACK BABY WWOOOOO

-Purple Face lol

- FANNY’S RIDING THE FOURSE! AND PENCIL! AND TB! AND BOOK! ALL DWAGON GROUP WOOOO

- oh fourse is mad

- Two WHERE DID YOU FIND THE DEMON UR NIGHTMARES?!

- oh and it has children oh that’s great🙃

- oh no they’re targeting GB oh no

-oh Donut’s in the void now

- ONE WHAT GIVE TWO BACK THEIR WIFE

-One are u mad? Your place does not look good girl

- OH THE NUMBER PLACE-never mind back to demon

- No FOURSE IT’S GONNA GET LAMMINITIS NOOO

- NOOO TB FELL OFF

-Oh it’s real mad now

- Oh Black Hole budddy

- THE FOURSE IS LOOSE

-TPOT 13 callback lol

- oh Book crash out now cool

- Book just-OMGA what

- Fanny lol

- NOOO FANNY FELL NOOO

-NUMBER PLACE

-She’s tired of this One’s done with all these idiots

- “wait what’s in the contract-“ “NOT IMPORTANT” One I love and hate you at the same time

-Oh she’s mad

- SIX AAA

-Barf Bag, wait till she can breathe fire to use Needle as a weapon (hahaha au joke hah)

-d-do they think she’s still in exile? Or dead? Six seems genuinely concerned what

-also SHE’S THE ONLY ONE LEFT? THEY TOOK NINE FROM HER NOOO

-Oh they’re genuinely concerned OMGA

-Do they all have their own pocket dimensions? Like is this an Algebralien thing?

-Oh she gon’ crash out

-oh she want him to sign dang

- oh Tree you have to RUN

- oh Possesion galore oh my baby yes my favorite trope is alive

-New spider-verse just unlocked guys

- oh Tree is actually good at fighting oh wow- oh nevermind

-One just having a little chitchat lol

- WHAT IS YOUR PLAN WOMAN

-Is One threatening Donut did I hear that correctly

-oh she’s crashing out she’s getting called out she don’t like logic

-She crashing out. One’s snapped. Alright I can get behind this

-OOOOOOOH SHE’S JEALOUS ABOUT THE ARMS AAAAAAAAA

-I feel like she’s projecting on him aaaaaa

-di-was she-did she used to be nice

- DONUT YOU ARE SO DEAD YOU JUST KICKED BASICALLY A GOD IN THE FACE

- OH SHES SO DONE WITH HIM

- SHES STEALING HIS FREAKING LEGS

-ONE I LOVE YOU YOUR MY FAVORITE VILLAIN EVER NOW THAT VOICE ACTRESS PROBABLY HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THAT SCENE

- awwww Winner awwww

-THIS IS SO MUCH DRAMA

- fourse-ex machina ig lol

-One is probably screaming into a pillow rn (I know I am🥲)

Anyway I’m voting to keep TB and Book for uh au reasons anyway byyyyeeeee

[flowerbloom-arts]

WOOOO IT'S MY FOURTH BIRTHDAY IN THE FANDOM!

Goodness gracious...

Anyway, I'm technically posting this the day before my actual birthday, which is on the 17th, but like other years I wanted to give a headstart. I'm actually doing well this year, and I'll actually celebrate my birthday with my family this time! Here's last year's birthday post, I don't have much else to say both because I've been chronically exhausted lately and I just have no other news to share. Yay for me!!

[duckymcdoorknob]

𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 7: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭

woooo I’m almost caught up

I’m so seepy, but both classes got cancelled sonow I can write all morning

Hehe good morning Baltimore

Omg now I wanna watch Hairspray again. Anyways-

GOD THIS IS SO LONG SEND HELP

Tags: @chrimsss @ticklish-n-stuff @secret-weeb-account

—this do have tickles below the cut ngl. Also angsty again, oops—

Saiki has always been someone who swore that his friends piss him off, but in reality, he has a big soft spot for them. So when Kaidou’s birthday came around, what kind of monster would he be if he didn’t attend the party and get the best gift ever?

He curses his brilliant mind most times, but when he needs the calculator from it, it’s always there for him.

Just like Kaidou…

Oh dear, now he really needs to go above and beyond.

He spent ages perusing the shelves of multiple stores, comparing prices and name brands (while also considering the off brands.)

After three hours, the treasured gift lay pristinely wrapped in a blue wrapping paper, adorned with a large, red bow.

He looks down at his watch and- oh dear, he would be late.

That’s alright, better to show up with an excuse than to show up and have the risk of someone seeing him telep-

In a flash, Kusuo appeared down the block of Kaidou’s home. He checked his surroundings to ensure that no one had seen the action.

What had happened?

There was a roach, naturally.

Regardless, he checked his watch once more and he was perfectly on time.

Kusuo raised his hand to knock on the door and did so. He was met by a rather enthusiastic “C’MON IN!!!!!!”

When he entered the house, he was truly taken aback…

He was the only one who was in there other than Kaidou.

Okay, now he was pissed off, like really pissed.

“Kaidou, am I the only one that you invited?” He had to check, there’s no way that his friends wouldn’t-

Looking rather melancholic, the silver-haired boy replied. “No, just waiting on the others! You know them, late for everything! Haha!”

The psychic felt a tinge of remorse in his chest. It didn’t require him reading his friend’s mind to understand that Kaidou was devastated.

“And your family?”

“They uh, they went out to celebrate Toki’s birthday… it’s not even his actual birthday today either.” he murmured.

“What the hell is their problem?” Kusuo hissed. “It’s your birthday; this is your day.”

“Look, Saiki it’s-“

“Don’t say it’s okay, because it’s definitely not.”

“They have to celebrate my little brother, it’s-“

“Without you?”

The question left the birthday boy in silence. He turned toward the wall and averted his gaze. It didn’t take a psychic to notice his heaving chest and understand that he was crying.

“Kaidou…”

“N-no it’s… it’s o-okay.”

“Look at me.”

The silver-haired boy turned toward his friend with puffy eyes, tears leaking out of them.

Kusuo wasn’t sure what possessed him to do so, but his hand moved upward and gently swiped away the tears that were falling. “No one cries on their birthday, not on my watch.”

The Jet Black Wings smiled, cheeks tinting pink as he scrubbed at his leaking eyes. “You always know how to make me feel better, Saiki.”

“Hey, hey, no. You’ll rub your eyes raw. Let me do it.” Saiki gently wiped his friend’s eyes once more, eyebrows knit in remorse. This of course only made Kaidou cry harder.

The pink-haired boy short-circuited when he felt the latter lean down against his torso for a hug. But, somehow, something in him told him to hug back…

“S-Sorry for making t-things so awkward.”

“Not awkward at all; it’s not like I’ve never seen you cry before.” Kusuo hummed as he gave a few pats to the boy’s shoulder.

“Uggghhh that’s right.” He shoved his face into Saiki’s shirt, indubitably staining it with tears.

Poor Kaidou… what can he do to make him-

That’s it.

He’s seen Nendou do it before, and scientifically it’s impossible to mess up.

But what if he hurts him? That’s the last thing Kaidou needs right now.

Well, no time like the present.

In a moment of comfortable silence, Kusuo carefully pressed his fingers into his friend’s sides, pinching a bit. He felt the latter shift in response, whining a bit.

“Nooo, don’t tickle me.”

“I told you that I’m not letting you cry on your birthday.”

Kaidou’s hands came up to cover his ears, weird.

“What’s wrong with your ears? Why cover them?”

“N-Nothing.” Kaidou’s voice was up by at least an octave as his hands shook.

“Well, you left yourself wide open.”

“…You wouldn’t.”

Oh he would, and he did. The pink-haired boy brought his hands up to the birthday boy’s underarms and gently wiggled them.

“Hyehehehahaha! Saha-sahahahaihihihikihi! Nohohoho!”

Kusuo hummed fondly when his friend brought his arms down, revealing why he had covered his ears. The tips of them were flushed a beautiful shade of scarlet red, and it was creeping down his neck. “Ohhhh, you’re embarassed, aren’t you?”

A giggly whine was what he received in reply, the blush deepening. “Sahahahihihikihihi- dohohohont—hehehe—behehehe mehehehean.”

“Mean? I could never be mean. Didn’t you know that? I’m completely devoid of human emotion, I thought we’ve covered this in the Dark Reunion episode.” Hands traveled to Kaidou’s ribs and began their attack.

“AGH! DOHOHOHONT BREHEHEHEAK THEHEHE FOHOHOHOURTH WAHAHAHALL!”

“Should I listen to him, everyone?”

“STAHAH-STAHAHAP THAHAHAT! YOHOHOHOU KNOHOHOHOW IHIHIHIHI HAHAHATEHEHE- HYEHEHAHAHAHA! SAHAHAHIHIHIKIHIHI!”

“What’s wrong? Embarassed?” Kusuo could feel the warmth in Kaidou’s face as he continued his ticklish assault.

“YEHEHEHES!” A whined reply.

“Mmm, sounds like you’re still crying though. You know I can’t have you crying on your birthday.”

When hands traveled down to his tummy, it was over. The silver-haired boy fell backwards on the couch, covering his horrendously red face with his hands. He screamed into his hands as he whined incoherently through his laughter. “OKAHAHAHAY! IHIHIHI- IHIHIHI CAHAHANT!”

“Oh? Is this spot ticklish?”

“YEHEHEHES! TOHOHOHOO TIHIHICK- OHOHO MYGOHOHOD! STOPSTOPSTOP KUHUHUSUHUOHOHO!”

When he had heard the rare usage of his first name, Saiki let off his attack. A smile was on both of their faces as Kaidou panted into his hands.

“Oh you’re such a dick, dude.”

“Maybe, but at least you’re smiling.”

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. The two turned toward it, and of course, Kusuo already knew who it was.

“C-Come on in!”

The door opened to reveal all of their friends, drenched from head to toe, and holding boxes under their clothes.

The birthday boy gasped as he jumped up from the couch with a huge smile. “You came! You came!”

“Yeah, sorry we’re late,” Aren hummed. “Nendou forgot your present at home and then it started pouring. SOMEONE-“ he gestured to Hairo, “decided that it would be a “fun challenge” to run through the rain without an umbrella.”

A giggle escaped him, “Don’t worry. I’m glad you’re all here.”

“As for you, why are you so red?” Nendou accused. “Got something you’re hiding from us, buddy?”

“Wh- no! Nononono! I don’t have anything to hide, Saiki just tickled me and- uh oh.”

“Tickled you, huh?”

Kusuo could hear the menace in Aren’s voice, opting to stand up as the group abandoned their gifts and tackled Kaidou to the couch.

“Go easy on him, he’s still catching his breath.”

The four nodded at him and soon the joyful giggles of the birthday boy filled the room once more. The psychic smiled as he used his powers to check under the wrapping paper and-

Oh no…

Nendou had bought the same present he did.

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[literaticat]

Dear Jenn, I'm so embarrassed to ask this, but I am struggling with a lot of low self-esteem issues at the moment. My agent sold my book to an AMAZING editor, which is so great, but I recently got the edit letter and am feeling overwhelmed by the dev edit that she proposed. I keep questioning whether the book was actually terrible in the first place to need that many revisions and if the editor regrets acquiring it. Is it normal to feel this way?? Thank you...

It IS normal, actually. You might be surprised by how often I have heard this -- "why did they even buy it if they hate it so much?!" is a common refrain.

To which I have to say, gently, hon -- they don't hate it. They love it, which is why they bought it, and why they have presumably spent a lot of time writing an editorial letter. (If they didn't like it, they would have turned it down -- I PROMISE, that would have been quite a bit easier!)

They just want the book to be the best possible version of itself, and you want that, too. And that's a lot of work. It's a multi-person job, in fact.

I am spitballing here, but I THINK the reason why this sometimes hits authors hard is, imagine this is a race. You've spent so much time and effort and work -- years, probably! -- preparing. Perhaps getting multiple books underway, revising, polishing, querying, getting rejected, trying again, etc etc. Finally, you got the agent. YES! YOU MADE IT ACROSS THE FINISH LINE!

So then you are celebrating, you are thrilled... and then the judges come over and move a curtain out of the way and you realize, oh shit -- that was just the warm-up. The race hasn't even started. UGH.

But OK, OK. You're in it to win it. You and your agent perhaps do MORE revision, more polishing -- then it goes on submission -- rejections, revision, maybe you even try this whole routine a couple of times, it's nervewracking but omg you are sooo close so close... ahhhhhh THEY BOUGHT IT! YAY! YOU CROSSED THE FINISH LINE!!! WOOOO!!!!

So you are celebrating, you are thrilled, and then the judges come over and move a curtain out of the way... and it's then you realize, that was only the first stage of the race, actually. There's a whole-ass other course in front of you, and it's up a mountain. AHHHHHHHHHHHH

So anyway. Yes, normal. My suggestions: Take some time away from the edit letter. Maybe read the "encouragement" posts in the pinned FAQs of this very tumblr. Maybe read BIRD BY BIRD by Anne Lamott. And then... just take it bird by bird, buddy.

You got this!

[deathlygristly]

Yay is vacation time now woooo!!!! :) Celebrated last night by going to a Thai/Vietnamese place, and then to the shake place because I wanted to try that Christmas tree cake shake. As the spousal person said when I showed it to him: "Little Debbie, Little Debbie, I'm a-comin' on home to you baby!"

It really was a Christmas tree cake as a shake. Worth trying but not getting again I don't think.

During the week at work I listened to a podcast about "overthinking monogamy." You know that post that goes around about cis+? I reckon me and the spousal person are monogamy+.

Because I listened to that podcast and it was so weird. Like for one thing, neither of us wanted kids. We agreed on that on our first date when we were 18. So it was never like "oh we have to get married to one person and have kids with them". I can't recall ever thinking that in my life? That's so weird. Who thinks that?

Well, to be fair, my mother has said that she married her first husband, the abusive one, and had my half-brothers because "that's what you did back then." But "back then" in that sentence is 1968, not 1999?

Anyway, yeah, I don't feel any guilt or shame or social pressure or anything about my romantic relationship, and I don't think the spousal person does either. I think we're both just kind of naturally monogamous and we both freely chose it. I mean, we're also both autistic and introverted. Being with more than one person would mean less free time, less energy, more sensory input, more talking, etc. Ain't worth it when I already got the best person in the world to spend my time and life with.

Also neither of us judges other people for their choices. Other people aren't us. They have different priorities, motivations, neurotypes, backgrounds, etc. I really don't care what other people do as long as they don't hurt other living beings, and I never have. Do what you want and don't hurt others and it's all good.

I think we'd both qualify for cis+ too. I think? I don't know. I do know that if gender is based on clothes then my gender is pajamas. It's so nice to get home from work and change into Real Clothes, lol.

Off to play games and pet cats and not have to go to work for a week!

[onnoffwrites]

Like a normal person, I'm writing 4 fics all at the same time now that I don't have deadlines to meet (I will inact my plan to celebrate hakukai every time someone in the goshoverse is born later, maybe starting next year, I should plan the hakukai anniversary next year first. I wonder if I should organize some ship week... But a chill one...)

Anyways, woooo look forward to new fics... Sometime in the future!

[chamoycin]

WOW, I CANT BELIEVE ITS THE FIRST BLOG POST!

Or lets call it what it is, BASICALLY this blogs pilot episode.... i gotta a LOT to blog about, but posting without a proper introduction first? now thats just plain tacky!!!

ANYWAYS, HIYA! my names churro :D youve somehow found my little not-so-daily life blog! most likely through my personal fun website, which if you did i commend you for it ... ANYWAYSS this blog isnt really like, all that personal, just somewhere where i can post my random thoughts without outting it right next to my art :p i mostly plan to just talk about my day to day life whenever i feel like it, i used to it a lot on instagram when i was a young teen but i miss it! and well. i miss posting about something other than my art AHHEJEHJ

WELL, all you need to know is: im a big fan of The Nanny (Fran Fine my fashion icon), i live in Mexico, im a student (and its killin my brain but.. LETS GET THAT DEGREE LADIES), i really love One Piece, Halloween and Christmas are my favorite times of the year, Legally Blonde is my favorite movie and UHMMMMMMM I have three cats! ye :p thats it basically LOL

Anyways, shortly after this Ill be writing todays post so... FIRST POST CELEBRATION WOOOO

[cherryxcadbury]

Idk if you write for TAA but I thought in which you’re famous maybe like a writer or idk. Not model or singer, something different because people are delighted that he didn’t choose a “fake” girl, because you’re smart and show in his games every time you can.

this is my oldest request, from almost a year ago. apologies anon.

y/n-your name

2nd person pov

Post match meant time to celebrate and relax. Usually anyways.

It was Sunday, the day after the champions league final, where Liverpool had lost to Real Madrid.

Since then, all the WAGs, players, and coaching staff had made it home from Paris.

And currently, a smaller group of you were gathered around the sitting room of the Van Dijk’s home. Virgil and his wife Rike, stood ready to get whatever anyone needed as hosts.

Captain Jordan Henderson & his wife Rebecca were seated, squished on a small seat.

Andy Robertson, your boyfriend’s best friend was on the floor with a beer in hand, with his wife Rachel seated right behind him on a chair.

As for you and Trent, you two were seated on a slightly smaller sofa, squished, but content.

Usually Mo and his wife, who you’d spent lots of time talking to, managed to find time to come to these gatherings but their daughter had fallen ill.

“I just dunno how the fans will receive us.” Jordan confessed, with his head in his hands.

“If I were a fan I’d want to physically assault myself after yesterday.” Andy groaned.

“I fucked up bad.” Trent mumbled into your ear.

You lightly slapped his knee, telling him not to think such thoughts.

“Heads up guys. We win as a team, we lose as a team.” Virgil comforted everyone.

“You lot have got the FA cup parade tomorrow. That’s something to look forward to.” Rachel brought up, trying to add cheer to the conversation.

“Not the same as a champions league trophy.” Trent groaned.

Rebecca stood up, beckoning Rike & Virgil to sit down.

“We need to change the topic guys. If we keep talking about the defeat you guys are going to moping all the way until next season and into the World Cup.” She suggested.

“So change of topic anyone?” Andy asked, taking another swig of his beer.

“How about that Y/N’s latest book has just won a Pulitzer Prize.” Trent offered the newest bit of information.

You whipped your head in his direction. You hadn’t thought that he’d remember or had even noticed with all of the matches and finals going on.

When your eyes met Trent’s, all you could see in his face was pure love and joy.

“I’m so so proud of you.” He said into your ear.

Your heart swelled with happiness. You felt on top of cloud nine despite yesterday’s events in Paris.

“Y/N that’s amazing!” Virgil exclaimed.

“Was it Life as We Know it?” Rachel asked, referring to the novel of yours which had been an international success in the last year.

You nodded, “Yeah that was it.”

“I need to tell the team.” Jordan got out his phone and started texting rapidly.

You blushed, these very public gestures always made you feel shy. Shy but appreciated.

“This calls for a toast. Let me help with the drinks.” Rebecca, Rike, and Virgil made their ways to the kitchen to get some more wine and beer.

“WOOOO Y/N IS THE BEST WRITER EVER!” Andy’s hands shot up in the air and he started dancing around.

You and Trent looked over at each other. You tried to hide your laughter by snuggling into his chest, but it was impossible.

Andy was Andy. The loud, hilarious Scotsman.

*** “A toast. To Y/N. For making our dark days, brighten with some light.” Trent raised his glass, as the others followed.

You did the same, giving everyone a grateful smile, especially Trent.

You looked at everyone around you, they were happy yes. But as you squinted further you could still see the sad looks in their eyes. The stinging pain of the loss didn’t just go away like that.

“Thank you guys. I appreciate it, I really do. But it’s okay to feel bad for yourselves you know. A champions league final is a big thing. You can’t just get over it in less than twenty four hours. Don’t let me be the reason you have to suppress your emotions.” You told them honestly.

“The channels did say that you guys had quite a few things you needed to work on.” Rike responded.

“The different in caliber between us and Madrid was incredibly large.” Jordan agreed.

“Let’s hear them then.” Trent started.

“Y/N. You go first. You always have the best insight and you never share it with anyone except us.” Rachel began, gesturing to her, Rike, and Rebecca.

Trent shared a knowing smile with you. He knew how analytical you were. How easy it was for you to immediately spot the flaw in the lineup and what’s substitutions needed to be made.

“Well,” You sighed.

This wasn’t going to be easy. There was a lot.

“Your defense was lacking for the majority of the match. When they finally stepped up, it was too late. You guys didn’t press enough until the match was basically over. And essentially, you let yourself be outplayed. It didn’t help that Courtois was a wall of steal either.” You explained.

“You have a good back line for the most part. Just need to strengthen the weak areas, like tracking back. And as for up front, you need to work on converting those shots.” You finished.

“This is better insight than what Klopp gave us yesterday.” Jordan murmured.

“I’m texting everything you said to him right now. Thank you so much YN.” Virgil smiled, his thumbs rapidly moving on his smartphone screen.

Trent drew close to you and pressed a kiss against your cheek.

“My beautiful, intelligent girl. I’m so so lucky to have you.” He whispered into your ear.

“Thank you for mentioning the Pulitzer Prize. I thought you’d forgotten to be honest.” You confessed.

He rested his forehead against yours.

“You’re too incredible for me to forget anything about you. You’re on my mind every second of everyday.” Trent smiled at you.

“You guys are gross.” Andy furrowed his eyebrows at you and Trent, a small smile playing on his lips.

this is a bit of a mess. thank you for bearing w me

[lmaonade]

hell yeah i fuckin love chores every time it's a sick reminder that i can do 'em cause i'm not suuuuuper fucked up on stims and liquor and god knows what else so its like a mini sobriety celebration like heyy pretty cool that you just did that laundry instead of abusing more substances

anyway just chiming to represent the loser side of the coin to the cool anon who has legit passion for chores woooo

ur doin great too boss. not a loser. the little victories matter just as much if u let em

[yeniihuenii]

"My world is pale, there ain't no sadder tale."

Witherblade for my DTIYS to celebrate me hitting 13k on Twitter woooo

(some hcs and shit under the cut)

ykno how hes currently human origin rn

wat if techno was human a long time ago then almost died and someone has to give him a witherheart in order to survive n he did and he p much got withered powers but at the same time hes decaying,, 50% of his face has alrd withered + his eyes got affected so he covered them to avoid scaring ppl

if ur curious on what his eyes look like? idk you tell me B)

(this part is p edgy but whatever) he shunned himself away for most of his life, bc he doesnt know what would ppl think of him but now that he's outlived his generation,, he has accepted the fact that hes slowly withering away, so rn he makes da most of his time trying to meet new ppl n hang out w/ them (aka the origins people)

btw if u wanna do this dtiys, u can do whatever w/ it. change the pose, mood, composition and all as long as witherblade w/ a wither rose is still there. maybe send me an ask if you did it??? idk if dtiys challenges r common in tumblr but im laying this here anyways

[wxniesrxse]

When Your Drunk

@aalonerssimaginez on instagram

Pairing| Trainee A members x Fem reader

Synopsis| You’re in party where loud music is blasting on giants speakers. Whatever you’re celebrating with your friends, it made you so happy and got you into a good mood. Some goofball decided to bring alcohol to the party when it wasn’t permitted. Although you aren’t interested in alcohol and because of your happy good mood you took shots and shots with your friends, leaving you so drunk and making your best guy friend taking care of you.

Genre: fluff? Cute best friends! 💕

A/N: sorry for bad grammar! 🥲

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𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇🦋

•”Y/n? Are you for reals? You said you were going to drink 2 shots only…..liar….” He would mumbled.

• Tries picking you up by putting your arm around his shoulder and his arm holding your waist.

• He thinks it’s time for you to go home so he would give your drunk self a ride home.

• “ yeah haha….Y/n was having such a great time! It’s the first time I’ve seen her smile brightly“. He would try to be positive in front of your angry parents so you won’t get in trouble.

• “ yeah no worries! I protected her all night!” He grins nervously while fidgeting with his sleeves.

𝐋𝐄𝐎 🦁

•” ah this girl? She really is drunk?…hey….hey!….oh come on….now I gotta take her home…..but I don’t want to….” Leo complained as he watch you laid on the floor. “Leooooooo~ why do you look like a monkey “

• Leo got triggered by this comment “what?!….pfff….whatever let’s go home”.

• Drops you home with Sangwon helping him out to carry your heavy body to your house. Your father was waiting in front of the door.

•”Sir your daughter is a fugly-“ Leo got interrupted by the sweet and kind Sangwon.

•“ Sir here’s your beautiful daughter safe and sound….and a little drunk” he smiled at him.

•”a little?” Leo asked Sangwon.

•” dude are you still angry because she call you a monkey?” He ask Leo.

•“ N-no!” Leo starts walking fast towards the car.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 🥀

•” Y/n?! Can you get down from the table?…… you’re looking ridiculously haha…..” Sangwon laughs nervously while watching you dance

on the table all crazy.

•”Woniiiieee~!DanCE with mE!” You yelled.

•“No, please get down….” He got close to you to grab your hand but your stupid drunk self decided to jump on the poor boy.

•You probably broke his back.

•” Y/n…..I’ll call Yorch to take us home alright?”. Although you jumped on him like a Tarzan he forgave you and just had your head leaning against his shoulder while he on the phone.

•“Don’t worry! Your daughter did not do anything that would humiliate herself nor did she jump on me and almost broke my back! Good night Mr.L/N!” Sangwon bowed.

𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 🐶

• “Neukkyeojyeo, nae meorin daze, daze, daze Jungdoge ppajyeo replay, play, play~” yes you were singing to drunk daze from your most favorite group called Enhypen.

•The song was playing on the party while you dance to it all drunk looking like a zombie on glittering dress.

•“Y/n?! Are you drunk?……you’re not allowed to drink alcohol!” He said worry while holding your shoulders.

•“ WOooOochAAAAn! I’m sOuur happy! I won the best artist award! Woooo!” You yelled.

•“That’s good but you didn’t have to drink alcohol to celebrate it….you’re lucky to have a friend like me to take care of you……then later make fun of you….anyway let me call Leo to drive us home!” He said proudly.

•“ Mrs. L/n, don’t ever….just don’t ever let your daughter go to a party! Good night!” He bowed and fixed his glasses.

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 😜

•” let’s go….Y/n?….Y/n come on let’s go!” You were playing a betting game with your friends, and while doing so you were taking shots.

•Meanwhile James and JJ were trying to get you out of the group so y’all can leave home.

•“Not even us are drunk….” JJ said while scrunching his nose at you.

•“Hey!Justin Jay! Don’t give her that face! Can’t you see she was winning on the games and gaining money? Of course she was happy! I would’ve gone drunk too!” James said proudly while defending you.

•“Yorch hyung! Take her home and I’ll take the money-“ he called Yorch on the phone.

•” hey you’re not going to steal it are you?” JJ asked.

•“Whuuuuuuat??” James exaggerated. “Pfff no! Haha you think im-yes imma steal it but it’s for my next prank on her! So don’t snitch!” James said while running away with the money and leaving JJ dumbfounded.

𝑱𝑱 🐻

• You two were enjoying dancing together, hitting every beat with y’all’s unique moves.

• “ Y/n! You’re so good at dancing! How come you didn’t told me before?” He yelled since the music was loud.

• “ that’s because I’m drunk!!” You yelled and immediately started twerking in the most horrible disgusting and ugly way ever done!

• JayJay widen his big eyes and gave you a nasty look. “Uhhh Yorch! Leo! Help!!” He yelled feeling scared of you.

• “Pffff I’m glad she left, she could’ve killed me if I kept watching her dance!” He said through a face time with Jihoon after Leo and Yorch took you home.

• “ I know my sister can be crazy” Jihoon laughed.

• “ IVE HEARD YOU TWO PIGS!” you yelled in the background.

𝐉𝐈𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 🐣

• “ So I told my dad, “look a male who dances to female choreography is not gay!! But he doesn’t understand me! He can be quiet…toxic?….Y/n!….Y/N?!” he shook your shoulder to wake you up from your sudden nap.

• “Ah! Yes! yes I agree with you! It’s the governments fault! It’s the governme-….what are we talking about again?” You said with your slow drunk voice.

• “ you drank didn’t you?” He sighed but chuckles after.

• “ hyung, pick up Y/n please….she’s….drunk” he laughed at you.

[sharkpupsblog]

‼️ Gift Wrapping 😁

A Jay x GN! Soul Rider Reader Fanfic!

Woooo!!!! Another silly Jay fic!!!’ This one isn’t angst though it’s sweet ❤️ so sorry for being evil last time 😭💔 also i wrote so much for this fic omg i swear i wrote too little but i wrote more than i thought which is good!!! 😭❤️ ty @ Mistfalldruid for the req!!! One more to go and then I’ll be taking a short break from writing fics bcs my brain is slowly turning into silly putty 💔 anyways i hope u guys enjoy this silly fic!!! :D also for those who celebrate! Merry Christmas eve! For those who don’t i wish u a happy Saturday! :D ❤️

Summary: you struggle to wrap a gift and Jay helps you

Warnings: none

You let out a frustrated groan and you pushed a very badly wrapped giftbox away from you. You were sitting on the floor of your stable trying your hardest to wrap some gifts, but you couldn’t do it. Wrapping gifts was hard no matter what method you used it was still difficult to wrap a gift. the tutorials on JorTube made it look so easy but in practice it wasn’t. Your horse who’s stall you sat in front of neighed and looked at the gift. They sniffed it before sliding it back to you if your soul steed could talk like the others they would probably be saying ‘try again’ to you as they slid the box back to you. You sighed and pat your horse you felt like crying you were really frustrated. Your horse nuzzled your cheek trying to make you feel better you smiled sadly, and you continued to pet them. You realized you could take a small break from wrapping you didn’t have to finish now. You would have stood up and go take a small break from wrapping but you were stopped by the front door of your stable opening. You and your horse looked to the door in perfect accidental synchronization. You watched as a white Marwari walked into your stable stopping in front of the door to shake off a bunch of snow. The Marwari looked around seeing you and then your horse it walked over to you stepping over the snow it shook off. You held your hand out and the steed sniffed it before pressing its nose onto the palm of your hand letting out a huff. You pat the horse, and you looked behind them “did you come alone Arcebus?” the Marwari neighed looking behind themselves and you saw their owner walk in. their owner took off their jacket they shook it to get snow off of it adding onto the little pile Arcebus had started. You laughed and looked at the pile “I���m in here trying to hide from the cold weather and the snow” you stood up going to welcome Arcebus’ owner. “But you brought it right into my stable” you looked down at the snow “thanks Jay.” You looked up at the woman and she smiled at you “you’re welcome” she opened her arms, and you walked forward hugging her. You sighed happy to see your girlfriend she made all your stress melt away. Jay rubbed your back kissing your cheek and she looked to Arcebus seeing him and your horse sniff the badly wrapped gift on the ground. She pat your side and you looked to her then to where she was looking “don’t say anything.” You knew your girlfriend you knew she probably had a few words in mind for the awful job you did. Jay let out a small laugh “I won’t” she broke the hug, and you took her jacket from her putting it on. Her jackets were fashionable and comfy…you were definitely stealing this one for a bit. Jay walked over to the gift and just like her horse she too stepped over the snow not wanting to make a mess in the stable. The woman picked the gift up and she looked to you “do you want help?” she wanted to wrap it correctly so badly, but she didn’t want to be rude, and do it unless you wanted her to. You frowned and nodded “I’ve struggled with it the whole day” you walked over to her your smile returning when Arcebus neighed at you and sniffed your pockets looking for treats. Jay sat down on the floor “here sit with me I’ll show you how to do it” before you sat down with her you asked your girlfriend if it was alright to give Arcebus a treat. When she said yes you grabbed a peppermint treat from your pocket and you opened it giving it to Arcebus. You sat down next to Jay, and she began to show and tell you how to wrap the gift. you couldn’t really hear what she was saying because of the crunch from Arcebus eating his treat but you could see what she was doing, and she slowly guided you through it, so you were able to pick something up. You spent the rest of the afternoon wrapping gifts with her and putting nametags on them while talking about random things. Arcebus laid down in an open stall watching the both of you and your horse ate hay as you talked and wrapped gifts. You finished the last gift, and you stretched groaning as your bones popped.

Jay gathered the leftover wrapping paper, and she stood up going to your storage room to put it away. You stood up as well continuing to stretch your horse neighed and bobbed their head up and down at you. You smiled and pat their neck earning a soft blow of air from them. Pats were nice but what they were asking you for was a treat like the one you gave Arcebus. Your horse sniffed your pockets, and you grabbed a treat from your right pocket. You opened it and you held it in your palm and then you held your palm out to your horse “here buddy” you said to them, and they neighed taking the treat from your hand. To thank you they lifted their lip up giving you a nice smile you laughed and thanked them for the smile. you let out a huff and you almost fell as something pushed you forward. You caught yourself thanks to the door of your horse’s stall and you looked behind you seeing Arcebus who was asking for another treat. You pat the horse “wait” you told him and then you called out Jay’s name when she asked what you wanted you asked her if it was alright to “give Arcebus one more treat.” When she said yes you looked in your pocket finding one last treat. Your horse looked at you neighing and then Arcebus neighed back. It was like they were talking about who got the last treat. You laughed and you split it “you guys can share the last one” you gave one piece to Arcebus and another to your horse “I’ll go and buy more from Mrs. Holdsworth tomorrow.” You watched as both horses happily ate their treat as you waited for Jay. When the woman came back from the storage room you walked over to a gift, and you picked it up. it was the biggest gift in the pile she raised an eyebrow at you in confusion when you walked back over to her holding it out to her. “Christmas is tomorrow” Jay told you still confused, and you laughed nodding “yes I know” you gently shook the box “wouldn’t you like to know what’s in it now though?” Jay laughed and she shook her head “so you made me wrap it just to open it now?” You shook your head as well “I was going to give it to you tomorrow but we both might be busy so…no better time than the present.” Jay sighed and took the gift from you she felt like crying this was such a sweet gesture you saw her eyes get glossy and you frowned “is something wrong?” she shook her head “no it’s just-“ she paused clearing her throat “this is really sweet that’s all” she smiled at you, and you smiled back at her. The woman began to open the gift and Arcebus watched her he let out a snort excited to see what was inside. When Jay opened it, she laughed softly “a tie?” she took it out of the box “such a small thing needs this big of a box?” she loved the tie she couldn’t wait to wear it but why was it in such a big box? You leaned against your horse’s stall door, and you spoke “keep looking!” Jay looked back inside the box, but she didn’t see anything in it “there’s nothing else in here?” you panicked for a second thinking ‘did I forget the other thing?’ but your panic was short lived as you saw Arcebus dig into the giftbox tearing off a black piece of carboard revealing the secret under it. it looked like a book Jay thanked Arcebus for helping her and she grabbed the book it was heavy she needed two hands for it. the woman looked to Arcebus, and she put the tie inside the box and then she put the box on his back. The Marwari huffed at her, and she pat his shoulder “it’s just for a minute” she turned her attention back to the book and you were excited for her to see what was inside. Jay opened the book, and she went wide eyed as she saw a bunch of pictures of your first date on the first page, she flipped through the pages seeing many more pictures of all the dates you went on and of your horses. She looked back at you her eyes glossy again “a memory book?”

you nodded “I worked on it all year! Took me a while to find all the pictures and add the recent ones but it was fun!” you looked down at the page she left off on seeing a picture of your horse and Arcebus sharing a fruit cup on Fort Pinta’s beach. You sighed you missed summer it was fun, and it was warm, and you and Jay had more free time. Things were still fun, but they were now cold and busy. When you looked back at Jay, she was crying you frowned “what’s wrong? Do you not lik-“ you were cut short by her hugging you. She kissed your cheek and then she kissed you which surprised you, but the kiss was welcome “I’m guessing it’s good?” You laughed and she nodded trying to wipe her tears away. “it’s wonderful” she held you tight still crying from the sweet gift and you wiped away her tears kissing the corner of her lips. You told her you loved her, and she told you she loved you more to which you replied with “enough to let me keep this jacket?” you were still wearing her jacket you loved it. She laughed and shook her head wiping away any leftover tears “no not enough to let you keep my jacket.” You huffed and kissed her cheek “well it was worth a try.” You rest your chin on her shoulder and she kissed your temple you let out a happy sigh “hey Jay.” She rubbed your back one hand still holding the book “what?” you kissed her shoulder “Merry Christmas” you hummed and then you said, “well actually it’s still the 24th so Merry Christmas eve.” Arcebus neighed from behind Jay, and he broke the hug by getting in between you two he wanted to be loved on too. You laughed as you heard Jay tell Arcebus to go away and you hugged the silly horse wishing him a merry Christmas eve as well.

TY FOR READING!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ merry christmas eve!!! And if you don’t celebrate then happy Saturday!!! :D ❤️❤️❤️