#anyways if youre looking for a sign to write something super self indulgent and/or silly this is it

[watatsumiis]

I don't know who needs to hear this right now but I figured I'd say it anyways - please don't let the numbers on your posts hold you hostage. Keep writing, write what you enjoy and what you have fun with, regardless of whether or not it gets notes.

It's easy to fall into the trap of obsessing over note and follower counts but it's just... not really worth it. The fact you're creating things and putting them out there is genuinely incredible and they make an impression on whoever reads them - though even if nobody reads it, the simple fact of the matter is that you made something from nothing and you were brave enough to post it, that's awesome!

Every piece of writing you do is helping to refine and improve your skills, so please don't stop just because you're bummed out seeing others get big amounts of notes.

This site is, in the end, still a social media, and is subject to the wild whims of tumblr algorithms, fandom, and the people who view the content. Creating things is always worth it, regardless of whether or not you post it, or how many notes you may get. Your content holds value no matter what, and you shouldn't stop doing what you love simply because it's not getting the attention you hoped <3

[kakairu-reverse-bang]

WELCOME TO MOD MONDAYS!

Each week we will be introducing two of our fantastic Kakairu Reverse Bang Mods!

This week will be featuring:

✨ANIMETRASHMUFFIN & BELLS✨

We asked this weeks mods Animetrashmuffin and Bells to share a few words about each other's favorite work!

Animetrashmuffin

Bells’ favorite work of Animetrashmuffin's is...

"I mean this with all my heart, it is a torture to pick out a single work. Animetrashmuffin’s collection is so broad, varying and filled to the brim with the most iconic and emotion tugging work. She can bring both great fluff or great angst in mere moments. It is beautiful”

Genkan-kisses

"If I must chose I will go with this recent work. From the moment I saw the sketches I was floored. It was so tender and passionate. The body language speaking volumes untold. The anatomy the attention to detail given to musculature, and how clothing would move and lay is spectacular. AHHH TOO MUCH TO SAY IN THIS SHORT ALLOTMENT! Last but not least we have to talk about the lighting. It is radiant and makes the mood completely shift. Truly Animetrashmuffin has outdone themselves! This is the art to to look at when you need soft Kakairu vibes to soothe your heart.”

“And I am not done because Animetrashmuffin is infact a double threat.”

Love is a horrible orange scarf

(T, 1.6k, No Archive Warnings Apply)

”This is a short fic but a good one! This fic is hilarious and soft and overall so fun!! I am absolutely in love with how dorky and sweet Kakahsi is around Iruka! I was absolutely hooked when I read this line “Kakashi seemed to wither under the constant onslaught until his eyes met Iruka’s and he seemed to perk up slightly (maybe his hair stood a little straighter but his back definitely didn’t).” Soft in love Kakashi is an absolute yessss! This fic is heartwarming, hilarious, and also has a bonus bit of art. Animetrashmuffin is a multi talented WONDER!!!”

A fun fact about this art from Animetrashmuffin: “Oh good, I was worried I wouldn’t actually have anything to say about this but I do! The lighting on this piece was actually an accident (a happy one) because I was messing with layer modes and flipped my shading layer from dark to light and voila! Super sappy just-back-from-mission feels! Also the brush that I used for the coloring was one that Ciça shared and I love it!"

Ihave-nocontrol- Bells

Animetrashmuffin's favorite work of Bells' is Anko’s Self Care Soirée

(T, 1.6k, No Archive Warnings Apply)

"Not only is it so cathartic to read about someone taking care of Iruka (the man does so much and we love him for it) but it’s also just self-care to read this fic in general. This fic is absolutely feel-good in a way that makes me smile to the point where my cheeks hurt and I’m smothering my giggles with my hand. Bells does so a lovely job of giving you just the right amount of angst to make the fluff HIT SO GOOD. Anyway, it’s short and perfect and I think about Ibiki in this more than I ever thought I would. Who knew T&I heads could be so sweet?"

A fun fact about this fic from Bells: "Ah well you see, this was a kinda a self indulgent fic for myself, but mostly it was an idea formed for my friend Bee who just so happens to share many of the things I adore!! At the time I was coming off what felt like a terrible writing block, so I decided to throw worry aside and quickly write something that was fun!I loved being silly in the fic and my favorite detail had to be Matcha, one of Anko’s beloved and beautiful summons. A not so secret fun fact is, I adore Anko through and through, she will usually appear in some way in my fics, and where there is Anko you can usually find Ibiki! Gosh I love my supporting cast, and adore kkir!

And that concludes the last of our Mod introductions! Hope you enjoyed learning a little bit more about our team! We can't wait to meet you all soon.

Join in the fun! Sign Ups will be live until March 26th!

[bunnikook]

✧・ﾟyoonkook fic recs・ﾟ✧

Hello! This is part 1 of my yoonkook fic recs (cause trust me I have much much more) Anyway, just a heads up, you may see some of these *** things; those indicate my personal favorites. Also if you have any questions or just want to spazz about sugakookie my inbox is always open! I use twitter a LOT more than I do tumblr so here: ciara’s twitter So now that that’s taken care of let’s get started!

I know I'll fall in love with you, baby***

The soulmate/soulbond au where Yoongi is part of a famous rap duo and Jungkook is his diligent fanboy, they meet at a fansign and things escalate from there

(alt. Yoongi didn’t sign up for this)

(my notes: FREAKING MASTERPIECE)

 Fool me Once

Yoongi is thirty years old and alone. He's got a watered-down version of his dream job (working for a small-town paper writing fluff pieces and ghostwriting the advice column), an older sister who won't stop trying to set him up with every girl she knows, and today is his parents' fortieth anniversary.

Maybe if he was happier he wouldn't have pretended to be someone else's blind date in the middle of the train station.

The Garden Of Eden***

the truth of it all is that yoongi is inexplicably lonely.

olympus**

“you say that now,” namjoon, a son of athena, states. “but in the future, you never know what might change.”

“trust me, if i am felled, it won’t be because of love,” yoongi tells him stiffly.

first impressions***

"you’re a famous critique and I’m a server and I get so nervous that I trip and spill the dish all over you" AU

 Those candles aren’t the only ones getting fired up

Written from these two prompts:

“i own a candle store and some cute weirdo comes in every day to smell the candles but they have never actually bought any and they literally run away when i ask if they need help” au

“i love smelling candles in this candle store but this cute employee keeps walking up to me and asking me if i need help and i always get super embarrassed and run away” au

 soft melodies and even softer touches*

22:39;

I see the way you look at me, hyung.

Yoongi's world stands still, and in that moment, he wants nothing more than to wring Jimin's neck. It's Jeongguk, it has to be Jeongguk, who else would it be? Yoongi knows many dancers--unfortunately Jimin's one of them--but there's only one that he's on close terms with, and whose number he doesn't have.

Jeongguk. It's Jeongguk. It's fucking Jeongguk.

(OR: Jeongguk's a contemporary dancer, and Yoongi is his academy's pianist).

 Beauty and The Beast ***

Jungkook didn't completely understand what was going on, and he wasn't sure if he believed in the whole true love thing, but he did know one thing. Yoongi was the single most lonely broken thing he had ever seen in his entire life and something deep inside of his bones screamed at him to fix it. So, He was going to fix it. Or perhaps die trying.

 (my notes: i’m gonna go die this is so magical)

trust yourself to me

jungkook isn't one for clubs and yoongi hates his job.

 Can we pretend a little longer?***

 Written from a request prompt:

"we’re only engaged to get our parents off our backs and you’re in love with somebody else so feel free to hook up with them idc i’m not jealous (yes i am)" x SugaKookie

 baby (don’t be so elusive)***

 no one said finding yoongi was going to be easy. (soulmate au)

 your love is such a sugar rush (and i can never get enough)

 A List of Things Jeon Jungkook Expects Min Yoongi to Do to Him After Jungkook Accidentally Calls Him Short:

1.) Take back the green apple sour tapes he gave to Jungkook.

2.) Punch him square in the jaw.

3.) Spit a diss rap he made on the spot at Jungkook's face.

4.) Glare at him until he withers and dies, leaving his life horribly unaccomplished. (Out of the four options, this is the one Jungkook preferred the most.)

 the feeling of you*

 within one moment and the next, jungkook takes his finger in his mouth, slowly, lips hollowed around yoongi’s thumb.

 Loving You (It’s All I Know)***

 Jeongguk is a sunflower and Yoongi is his sun. It takes a long time for him to understand what that means.

Alternatively, Yoongi saves Jeongguk from a playground bully and the rest is history.

Color Swept me off my Feet *

In which Namjoon is an asshole friend who disses Yoongi’s style and Yoongi reluctantly drags himself to get a haircut. Also in which Jeongguk is the hairdresser on whom Yoongi develops a mortifying teenage crush and it all goes to hell from there, with a lot of help from well-meaning friends. (Or: Yoongi changes his hair color a gazillion times.)

 Color Psychology

 Hoseok tries to improve Yoongi's non-existent love life by setting him up on a blind date with his co-worker. Yoongi's flashy dye-job wasn't part of the equation, though.

 One Song Glory**

 When Yoongi gets a drunken call from Jimin's friend Jeongguk in the middle of the night, he's ready to blow him off and go back to sleep. He never expected to end up doling out life advice and driving the kid home across half of Seoul.

 the rest is fiction***

 his mom says that his partner may have the same dilemma as him, not knowing what to write in the notebook they share. yoongi wonders if his soulmate is even alive at this point.

 Behind Every Corner Is A Stolen Kiss***

 Jeon Jungkook is a 5th year Gryffindor with a secret but secrets grow heavy on the heart and stolen kisses are, oh, so sweet and so is a certain Slytherin.

 (my notes: I love harry potter aus omg)

 donut know what I’d do without you**

When Jeongguk follows the familiar route to the shop, he realizes that, despite feeling absolutely mortified with every interaction, Jeongguk almost wants to see if Blondie is there. The coffee and donuts are good, sure, but a part of him wants to find out what Blondie plans on saying next despite Jeongguk always being the butt of the joke.

He starts to wonder if he has masochistic tendencies.

(or AU where Yoongi works at a Krispy Kreme and Jeongguk is a regular. Jeongguk may or may not be smitten).

Teacup Pup*

Yoongi didn't expect to be starting a family with his boyfriend so soon.

ride out to the storm with you***

 babysitting a field operative who probably has the shittiest measure of danger is definitely not a part of yoongi's job description. but that's what he still ends up doing half the time, anyway.

 baby, it’s cold outside***

 yoongi was pretty sure that this was the moment he knew he was in love. (part 1 of christmas special)

 (my notes: XIAJIN I LOVE YOU)

 your eyes are like starlight now*

 jungkook falls in love with baking after he falls in love with singing.

(part 2 of christmas special)

 그 손을 내밀어줘, Save Me***

 That’s when Min Yoongi, self-declared ‘simple man’, turned the corner onto his street, mid-yawn, his breath escaping with a small squeak he’d never admit he made, when he collided into another body, and his ‘simple man’ life was thrown into chaos.

In which Jungkook is angry, nearly a high school drop out, and alone, and Yoongi is an adult who is struggling, and somehow, they find someone to save them in each other.

(part 1 of you shine so bright)

The Best of Me, 나 너밖에 없지***

Three weeks. It had been three weeks since the performance, two weeks since he and Jungkook had that silly little Romeo and Juliet talk. Silly and dumb, maybe, but the thought still made Yoongi smile, even in his groggy, half-asleep state. Nothing had really changed, per say, nothing except for the kissing. God, the kissing… Jungkook kissed, for all his inexperience, like he was trying to make up for lost time.

 Jungkook was still a little shit, Yoongi still indulged him. Days were long, nights were longer, and Yoongi loved Jungkook with more ardor than he’d ever thought possible. It was a pity he didn't seem to be what Jungkook needed.

you’re under arrest (for stealing my heart)*

It should be illegal for Jungkook to be so good looking.

Stupid Cupid

Min Yoongi literally gets clotheslined by love and he is so, so pissed about it.

OR: That time Jeongguk made Yoongi cough up flowers.

Sneeze once; I hate you. Sneeze twice; We’re Doomed.*

Jeon Jeongguk used to imagine himself being brave and confident in front of his soulmate. It wasn't until he realised that his soulmate is a gorgeous (and serious-looking) man dressed in all-black that he started to doubt the whole soulmate thing altogether.

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Soulmate AU in which you sneeze at the same time as your soulmate. No exceptions. You have a flu? Your soulmate sneezes it all out with you. Your nose itches? Your soulmate finds out through experience.

do it like me***

min yoongi the cop… gets feelings for local housekeeper aka neighbor who's cute af

(or: a darker heart to heart au/spin off.)

(not finished but oohhhhh my god xiajin kill me)

coffee and a date **

when jungkook hears his boss, seokjin, say: “we’re going to have a new promotion!” his body locks the fuck up. like, legitimately - he stiffens, eyes widening in horror.

sun child***

so jungkook lives like this. curiosity may take him from time to time, but it always disappears with something new to do. he doesn’t mind his existence in the tower, nor does he question why he’s always left inside there, nor does he wish to leave.

there’s maybe, only like, one time he wants to leave. jungkook never asks, because he knows his mother will say no; yet still he keeps it in mind, records the dates for that day to come, and paints where his mother won’t see.

other than that, jungkook is fine. he is.

(tangled au i’m literally dying i love tangled so much and this is beautiful i’ve reread it like 5 times thank you so much xiajin (as you can tell xiajin’s writing is amazing read all of her fics you won’t regret it))

siren song***

the thing about jungkook is that he’s a bit of a spacey witch.

forget yesterday***

there is a scar on his cheek. he covers it up with makeup. one day he’ll be able to look at himself without wanting to erase himself completely.

(my notes: I love this one a lot pls read it)

twenty first century boy*

he thinks it’s a problem. it should be a problem. yoongi wonders what he’s doing and - and he doesn’t know how to make himself stop. doesn’t know if he even wants to.

How to Omega

"Can't we just change it?" Jimin asked. They were huddled around their manager's laptop looking at Jungkook's public profile. Underneath his birth date was his wolf status, Alpha, in glowing red.

"Then the company will end up looking like a liar," their manager moaned piteously.

(Or, the one where Jungkook wasn't as alpha as everyone expected him to be.)

color in your cheeks (the feeling flows both ways)**

yoongi and jungkook get put together in a hotel room for the next tour.

just the two of them

find some new friends

“kid, you threw up on my shoes. i think we’re past the formalities. you can just call me hyung.”

“...i’m pretty sure i’m older.”

“...your armband is for teens under eighteen. i’m over eighteen. i’m the hyung.”

“...you’re really over eighteen?”

“born in ninety-three, punk. let me guess. ninety-nine?”

“ninety-seven!”

All My Loving

The said customer practically stomps his way to them and slams 23,000 won on the counter. He huffs and rips his mask off his face and says in the lowest and most serious voice Jungkook had ever heard in his life;

“I’m looking for a flower that passive-aggressively says ‘shut the fuck up’.”

Red

Min Yoongi just really hates the color red.

[keep-your-pen-up]

so. I did a thing. I made a tumblr. (another tumblr) i made a side blog. and now I’m going to tell you all about it.

well I finally sucked it up and did the damn thing. 

I decided to make something on the interwebs dedicated to things that seem to have taken over my life as of late - films, books, tv shows, music. - and the thing that required a side blog: fanfic.

what a time to be alive, people! 

I’ve totally indulged in the world of fan fiction (fanfiction, one word? or just like fanfic abbreviated? there is so much to learn) and absolutely LOVE the idea of people creating and altering storylines and taking characters out of their scripted world and putting them in their own. and if they’re super gay, hey even better.  

(read: i’ve finally decided to put all the nerdy and gay things in one place so I could stop kidding myself that these things weren’t interesting to me and that pretty girls didn’t make me nervous and denying that took up a ton of real people time. the opposite of denial is acceptance, but this feels a bit like enabling but i’m cool with it if you are. whatever back on track.)

i love the creativity reading these stories has sparked in me. like ‘here I am writing a thing’ a silly thing, but guys, it’s a thing! I can’t tell you the last time I felt compelled to write a thing. but reading all these stories about strong women doing what they wanna do (created by those who sat down and did the damn thing in real life) made me want to write a thing. or write things about other people’s things. in third grade, my teacher said never to use ‘stuff’ or ‘things’ in writing because that’s not very descriptive. well piss off Mrs. Carson, I’m a person who is doing a thing.

ok. back to the thing.

the real world is scary, and intimidating, and a hard place to be an actual, real human being, with thoughts and feelings and ideas that could be different from the norm, different from what is expected of you, different from what you’ve come to expect of yourself.

 it’s a hard place to do the thing that you want to do, because there is so much that you should do.

so let’s waste time together doing things that maybe we shouldn’t be doing just because we want to. tumblr is a great place for that, based on my lurky observations. now’ i’m coming into the light of the dark side by actually posting a thing!

tumblr: a great place to be different - by being yourself. 

That should sound like something you’d see on a sign in a second grade classroom, because second grade wasn’t all that terrible. Things you learned there still hold some water today, except for cursive, I guess thats on its way out. Second grade had its highlights, ya know, like highlights, the magazine... in my dentists office) 

ANYWAY. cliches are cliches because people have said them over and over again and found some truth in them. and thats why they’re on signs in second grade classrooms. and now on this blog. aren’t you glad you kept reading?

so here I am (tumblr) world! i’m gunna post some of my favorite things. hope you like em. 

and jesus fuck, what a mighty first post. and by mighty, i mean arrogant

 because expecting this tiny little blog - that takes up god knows how much space in the massiveness that is the internet, and does the internet actually take up space? or is it just the stuff that makes the internet work that takes up literal space - to have any traffic whatsoever that I felt the need to write an introduction (to like, the masses of followers I expect, obviously) well seriously fuck off cheshirekat and go back to your book. 

in the off chance someone reads this - hello to you! I hope your day was like Friday afternoon leaving work for a long weekend. so lovely of you to stop by on your way out!

fuck it. my blog. my rules. my self indulgent fantasies of anonymity and internet fame. my compulsive editing tendencies  and my anxiety (you would not believe what this post looked like at first pass) that had me hovering over the follow button of all the cool people who’s stories i’ve read, re-read, nerded out over and indulged myself in the magic that are cliches. and fake dating AUs. and bar AUs. and british boarding school AUs. .basically all the AUs. canon compliant. canon non-compliant. ok I just fucking read a lot.  I will definitely have to talk about some of those later. 

i’m just talking to myself at this point, but it’s been a nice little chat I think.

AHEM

IN SUMMARY

hello tumblr, this is cheshirekat. the above is my elevator speech. I ramble a lot and get distracted but people have told me I say cool things sometimes.

thanks for being a cool place for cool people with cool ideas. it’s cool to be here.