#ask me if im over this cos im absolutely not over this *sobs*

[thefrsers]

BATHENA CRUISE: HOW IT STARTED VS HOW IT’S GOING

[lillyspeakz]

can i request some wilbur soot angsty stuff

like wilbur dating reader whose a sad person who always thinks people dont like her and doesnt react well to rough criticsm

because im feeling sad and this is what i'm craving☹️

hi dearest! I’m very much feeling this request rn so I hope you enjoy! And I hope you feel better darling <3 This was very self indulgent and half assed bc I’m eepy but! Enjoy!

warnings: reader had a bad day, Wilbur being cute, fluff all around with a hint of angst. It’s like hurt/comfort.

come into (my arms)

“Shh, it’s ok darling. I know, just let it out.” Wilbur whispered to you, holding you in his arms as you let out sobs and cries into his chest.

Today had been a particularly hard day, people harshly telling you what to do when things didn’t seem to be right when you did them. You thought your co-workers disliked you at the beginning, but now you definitely thought they didn’t, which hurt.

You had trouble reading people and how they felt about you but once one harsh comment came out of their mouth about your work or you, that decision was clear. You thought a lot of people didn’t like you, feeling a bit to out of comfort when around new people. Yet your friends and Wil reassured you constantly that they loved and appreciated you.

But today, everything was too much and you finally cracked.

Your tears soaked his shirt, hands wrinkled the fabric, ultimately ruining the once nice shirt. You were mad, and upset, and he knew that. Wil rubbed your head as broken sobs and cries of frustration and despair left your mouth, holding you as close as he could. “You are so strong my love. So proud of you for getting through the day. I love you so much, so so much.”

His words only made you let more sobs out, thankful that he was here with you. This wasn’t the first time this has happened and he knew it wouldn’t be the last. But he’d be there for you every time.

“I-I’m s-sorry.” Ylu stuttered out inbetween sobs, resulting in Wilbur shushing you gently and kissing your hairline.

“Don’t apologize love, you deserve to let it out. You don’t let yourself feel your emotions a lot, so let this be that time.” He told you as you inhaled shakingly, and let out a deep breath, your cries and tears slowly coming to a stop as he continued rubbing your head and humming quietly to you.

Feeling calmer than before, you released his shirt in your hand and rubbed your tear stayed face. Watching this, Wilbur frowned and took your hand in his, gently kissing it and cupping your cheek in his palm. He collected the tears that had fallen and lied on your waterline, cooing at you as you leant into his touch.

“My precious baby. You look so pretty.” Wil whispered to you as he looked at you, really looked at you. Your eyes puffy and glossy from tears, yet your eyes still hold that same beauty. Tear streaks paint your face making him want to kiss every part of your face that the salty water touched. You were absolutely beautiful to him, no matter what. And he could never explain how he felt, always needing to either kiss or hold you.

“Even like this? A hot mess?” You asked as you looked up at him, the question being a genuine one.

“Yes baby, even like that. Always. I love you, so much. And if you want to find a new job, I will help every step of the way. It doesn’t seem like you’re comfortable there anyways darling. You know, you could work for the band. We’d be happy to have you as our manager.” Wil asked, having wanted you to be their manger for longer than usual.

You smiled up at him as you leant up to him and kissed him, soft and sweet. Both of you smiled into it, a kiss not being possible anymore. “I love you. And I’ll think about it, sounds better than having to work with people that scare me sometimes.”

“We don’t scare you?”

“Oh! No you guys do! But I love you guys, and I know you guys love me.” You admitted to Wil, as he smiled brightly down at you, wrapping his arms back around you and kissing all over your face as giggles and squeals left you.

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[quodekash]

I could literally fall asleep any minute but im nothing if not sleep deprived and watching my favourite gay little shows!

hey nawa, I see you looking at guy as he struggles in the room on his crutches

you should kiss him

I think that you should absolutely just slam your face into his

give him another injury but its not really an injury it's just a hickey

(we're less than a minute into the episode and im already begging guynawa to make out, we're off to a great start)

we all know this is a complete lie, we've seen the trailers, we know what's gonna happen

but that doesnt mean it doesnt hurt my sad little gay soul

sailom what the hell

no way

no

you are not quitting school

is that a frikin letter of resignation or smth? can you even do that?

I love that solution and I wish it were a possibility but sailom's gonna say no, of course he's gonna say no, because the stupid bastard doesn't like accepting help for free

he doesn't understand the concept of FRIENDSHIP and FAVOURS

BITCH YOU CAN ACCEPT HELP, YOU'RE ALLOWED TO ACCEPT HELP, THEY ARE SO SO WILLING TO HELP AND GIVE YOU MONEY AND SCHOLARSHIPS AND PLATONIC LOVE AND H E L P

O4EKLGHNVWOERISDLGI HE MAKES ME SO ANGRY I HATE HIM

guy's right, and I hate sailom so much for it

BUT THAT'S THE THING, he WONT ask for help, theres no way in HELL that he'll ask for help

which is precisely how he ends up getting shot at, alone on a street corner, and why kang will have to rescue him on his bike, and why sailom will stand in the bathroom with kang holding a blanket over him as he sobs 'I have no one left'

its not that you have no one left. it's that you wont accept the help from the people who love you

(and also your brother kind of abandoned you and your parents are dead and your boyfriend also kind of abandoned you and yeah anyone would definitely feel alone in that situation so he's perfectly valid, but also ALL of his friends are offering help, his teacher is offering help, and he's accepting NONE of it)

HUG TIME

OH MAN IM ALREADY SOBBING

I LOVE MEANINGFUL GROUP HUGS SO MUCH

this could be one of the last times that they see sailom for a really long time. theres no way I could possibly be sadder holy frick

I SPOKE TOO SOON

WHY MUST THERE BE FLASHBACKS

WHY

I HATE EVERYTHING

y'know, I really thought he might hug him. but nope. he wrenched that pin off his shirt and took my heart in the process.

OMG

YES

THE PERFECT THING TO MAKE ME REMEMBER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE HAPPY

GUYNAWA TIME PLEASE GUYNAWA TIME

NOOOOO THE SCENE CUT BEFORE NAWA WALKED INTO THE LITTLE ROOM THINGY TO TALK TO GUY IM SO MAD

well, not really mad

mostly just sad

bitch wth

of COURSE he's not frikin doing alright

omg he's here too?

go talk to your boyfriendddd

and also ANSWER MY QUESTIONS PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU IM SO CONFUSED GIVE ME ANSWERS

awh :(

thank you krup ;-;

this man is lovely

not just for this but also just in general

but also his actor is the freaking DIRECTOR who is RESPONSIBLE for a LOT of my anguish so we can't be too nice to this guy

oh look at that. the shooting scene is right about to happen

I was expecting it to come later on in the episode but this works too I guess

who the hell are these guys???

they dont say a word

what the hell is going on

thank you kanggg

where did he come from tho

how'd he know where sailom was and that that was happening? did he just HAPPEN to be in the area?

or is he tracking sailom's phone just to make sure he's safe cos like he already got drugged once

hey man, have you ever heard of a little thing called dodgeball?

shocking, I know, but it IS possible for a gun to have been fired, and for the person being fired at to not actually get shot

I can't think of a single reason why sailom would make up this story. like sure you could argue that hes just trying to get an enemy/rival convicted, but he very explicitly stated that he has no idea who tried to shoot him, so it can't be that.

why the hell are you suspicious my guy?

acab is real man, holy frick

how do you know they're all fake tho?

maybe all of them were real reports and you're just an ignorant arrogant piece of shit who doesn't think people under the age of 20 are capable of being truthful

I hate this guy so much

OH MY-

NOW HES STARTING TO SOUND LIKE FRIKIN UMBRIDGE

I WAS IRRITATED BEFORE, BUT NOW IM ANGRY

deep breaths, deep breaths, in and out in and out, lets not destroy our laptop today

thATS WHAT I SAID!

I feel that

:(

im so sad man

oh would you look at that. ive been impaled.

yeah that whole scene was a trainwreck for me. I am very much not even slightly okay but its fine

OHHHHHHH

that makes sense

WHAT

ANSWER MY QUESTIONS BITCH

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED THAT NIGHT CMON MAN IM SO CONFUSED

the way they fall back into old habits, kang's arm draped over sailom ;-;

I ran out of images as per usual, BUT im halfway through the episode when it happened, as opposed to like ten minutes through, so that's a nice change of pace

[fatuismooches]

SMOOCHES. *Slams the door open*

I know. I know that I told you that your writings are like desserts (they still are). But...but Fabulam diu oblitus... was NOT a dessert.

That was an extremely spicy food that was SO GOOD that I would eat it again from time to time but physically painful to eat each time. It feels like my chest is burning.

I almost cried in public bc of it. *Sobs* the sequel is definitely a coffee, both bitter and sweet. 70% bitter btw. I WILL SUE YOU FOR EMOTIONAL DAMAGE /j

It seems like the word "I love you in every universe" doesn't apply to our dearest Raven and his darling. AJSBSHAJABAKAKAOAOAGAGAGAKDJEIEKS

I know that tragic ending will happen, but MAN. Why can't we have nice things?

BUT ON ANOTHER NOTE. I LOVE HOW BOTH OF THEM ARE TOGETHER IN THE END. Instead only one of them has to go.

Oh and the little detail about Columbina's anger at the traveler after "ending her ship".

I also love how Nahida, despite her not understanding the Raven and the Sparrow, and probably dislike them still remember the story. And the Traveler too as they fulfill their small quest from the Sparrow. I think that it's sweet of them.

Lastly AMAZING JOB SMOOCHES. I absolutely adore it, I think I need a few more days to move on from Fabulam diu oblitus bc again, it hurts me so bad (it's a compliment btw all of this ask is a compliment).

I can't wait for more Dottore contents from you <3

Signed, Dessert Anon

AWWWWW DESSERT ANON... THIS IS THE SWEETEST 😭💕💕 I never thought I'd see my writing be compared to spicy food but... thank you, that was funny and heart-warming at the same time.

And yes... the sequel is rather bittersweet isn't it? I was kind of going for that. You two may not have a happy ending in Teyvat, may not have had an easy life, but... at least another version of you two can. You two deserved a better fate but, this will have to do... (They're "i love you in every universe, i lose you in every universe" more likely 😭)

AHH I'M GLAD YOU LIKED THAT DETAIL! I imagine even though Columbina is deeply saddened by the loss of her friend of many years, and even her co-worker... she thinks she made the right choice to help you, because she knows you would have wanted nothing more than to spend your last moments with Dottore. But she still misses you...

And yes!! Nahida doesn't like you or Dottore naturally but, not only is she a kind and loving God, but she also reigns over wisdom. She wants to preserve your story, she doesn't want to forget something she still doesn't understand, as it's her goal to seek knowledge and understanding. Also, she does want to talk to you (kind of want to write interactions between you two tbh) and learn more about you, because historical records talk much more about Dottore than you. She wants to at least try to understand...

Thank you again for your kind words Dessert Anon ;) <33 And once again im sorry i hurt you so bad!! 😭 *hugs you* 💗 i too look forward to posting more Dottore stuff ! 💕

[buck2eddie]

hi maya 22, 32 and 55 for the weewoo asks! -monse <3

hiii monse my love thank u for sending in 🫶 @buckleyseddie

22. Favorite Begins?

im gonna have to go with chimney begins cause that episode makes me sob every single time. kenny fucking killed it and his whole story with kevin and the lee's break my heart :'(

32. Well collapse or the sniper?

oh this is an evil question how will i choose!!!! but im going to pick the well cause i still go insane over buck CLAWING at the ground trying to get eddie out, bobby having to pull him away as you can see buck's grief all over his face and then have all the 118 treat him with the spouse gloves. then we also get the look of absolute disbelief that eddie is alive and buck helping him to stand up :) so yeah as much as i love to whole shooting arc, the well wins this one.

55. Favorite Buckley-Diaz family moment?

ok so i really love the moment in 4x03 where buck and chris are playing video games and eddie freaks out over technology cause it's truly peak co-parenting! how chris asks buck if they can go to his place and buck having to check with eddie if that's allowed. giving very "sorry bud your dad says no :(" i mean look at this!!! they're a family your honor <3

send me weewoo show asks!

[sakasakiii]

Ok so I’ve been meaning to say this FOREVER, but I also kept forgetting so I’m FINALLY doing it. First of all tho, I jus wanna say how absolutely STUNNING and FANTASTIC ur art is, like it’s the first fan art I started getting into and I’m SOSOSOSOSOS obsessed with ur beautiful pictures. BUT! So many times I’ll be texting someone, and before i put an emoji I sometimes feel like I need something to better express my emotions, and I ALWAYS ALWAYS think of ur ADORABLE little faces u have ur characters do sometimes. Like I think it was a Maglor one (I think) and he was crying, and I always wanna use it instead of the sobbing emoji. ANYWAYS I think it would be the BEST thing if u could (please please) just do a few emojis so I could wish more that I could use them to express myself lmaoo.

anyways ur art is just so beautiful and stunning I don’t think I’ll ever stop obsessing over it🥰❤️😍🙏💞💓💘💝💗💕❣️

oh my gooDNESSS you are so so sweet!! im honestly DUMBSTRUCK man i,,, 😭😭😭 thank you so much!! im very grateful for all your support (plus ur URL is so distinct, i recognise it instantly hahaha), plus to hear that my art was one of the first you got into is such high praise i think i may devolve into a puddle of weepy tears eeeeeeyarghh 🙇‍♀️🥺💞

ay!!! that reminds me of some pet peeves of my own too- like for example, one of my friends' discord servers (gramps and co if ur reading this 🗞��) has these custom emojis that look like this -> (˯ ᵘ ꒳ ᵘ ˯) but emoji form lmao... im so accustomed to using them that when im out of the server i struggle to find other basic emojis that express the same sentiment!!! 😂 but still, im utterly FLOORED you remember the dumb expressions i draw on my chibis aghhhh YOU'VE ABSOLUTELY MADE MY DAY 💓💓

so of course, your wish is my command!!! i ended up doing it in the style of an expression sheet with.... not so helpful labels... BUT i had a lot of fun with this! thank you so much for taking time to send in this ask again, and i hope this lives up to ur expectations 😚 if you'd like me to do so in a different way, don't hesitate to let me know! 💓

[wonurchive]

prologue

pairing: stranger!mingyu x f!reader

genre: fluff, humor(?)

includes cursing, really bad pick up lines, horrible nsfw jokes, intentional lowercase, im sorry :sob:

synopsis: an unknowing, quick trip to the supermarket leads to multiple dates with a tall, funny, hot stranger?

today was really not your day. 

you had slept at 7:15- not PM, AM. the blame was to be put on your hectic design job that demanded crazy hours of day. you woke up approximately 4 hours later and decided to have breakfast, brunch at this point, only to find out your fridge was absolutely empty. it was harvesting tumbleweeds at this point. on any other day, you’d go about on an empty stomach but since the universe was against you today, it was the hungriest you’ve felt in your life. 

the third obstacle of today was when your phone decided to play hide and seek with you. without your phone, your co-workers had no idea if your part of the assignment was done, your mom doesn’t know if you agreed to the blind date she set up and 3 people on snap are spamming about stupid streaks. fortunately enough, hide and seek only lasts for 30 minutes as you find your phone sandwiched between your pillow and the pillowcase. 

8:48am

lovely mother: y/n! remember mrs. choi? the one with the cute dog?? well she and i have been talking and i’d love to see you and her son together

lovely mother: just once, not even as a date! you two could be friends!

lovely mother: how about sunday? i know you have no plans y/n 🙄🙄

lovely mother: hello?!?!? 

‘who taught her how to use emojis??’  you sigh to yourself.

y/n: 1. i don’t remember who that is sorry

y/n: 2. STOP SETTING ME UP ON DATES MOM I TOLD YOU LIKE A JILLION TIMES!!

y/n: 3. who taught you how to use emojis?? and who the heck is awake at 8am on a friday?? AND WHO SAID I DON’T HAVE ANY PLANS?!?

you sigh once more, putting your recently found phone into the shallow pocket of your jeans. you decided to go out for breakfast (brunch) to, you know, not starve to absolute death. 

you get into the driver’s seat of your mercedes gls 500, which is not a particularly shabby car, you might say so yourself. you got it with all the money you’ve been saving up since freshman year to your 4th salary, saying ‘you deserved it for all of your hard work’. even though nice cars are supposed to work, it decided to give you your 4th hardship of the day and didn’t start! how surprising. the pent up frustration from before got to the better of you, causing you to drop your head onto the steering wheel, leaving nothing but a aching red mark on your forehead. just the cherry on top. 

instead of being a normal person, you decided to get mcdonald’s because you, unfortunately, are a child and won’t eat anything that isn’t fried, loaded with msg or unhealthy. you pull up to the drive thru window to pick up your food, and are greeted by a young face. “your total is $10.95″ 

you reach out to grab your food until he says, “and maybe i could get your number?” scoffing, you place the money in his hands and snatch your food from him. no man is going in between you and food. 

being asked out like this wasn’t rare, it’s not like you were absolutely stunning, gorgeous, model material but you were definitely a sight for sore eyes. though in this case, you, are sore all over. 

the automatic doors of the supermarket welcome you with a slight gush of wind. you grab a cart and get to shopping. ‘

should i get fruit? wow, look at me being healthy! i’ll get mangoes cus i don’t think i can digest anything else... OOO a sale! i need protein, i’ll just get beef. oh yeah, milk. do they have the bread i want-’

your thoughts were intruded by a sudden ping from your phone. 

lovely mother: stop bullet pointing!! reply like a normal person

lovely mother: also her son is a very nice boy! i haven’t met him but i’ve seen pictures and he’s verryyyyy handsome!! 

lovely mother: also emojis can be used by all ages. 

your hands moved to the keyboard to reply to your mother but your forgot about the cart you were holding earlier- and the fact you did not see the 6ft tall human wall you were about to bump into. 

“shit! i am so sorry, i didn’t see you there! i was busy replying to my mom, and i forgot i was holding a cart-”

your ears pick up laughter from the guy you just bumped into. you look up and see the VERY ATTRACTIVE HOT TALL GUY you made contact with and panic sets across your face. “it’s okay, it happens.” he laughs while picking up your things from the floor. y/n was not the type of person to be easy to please, but holy shit she folded fast. 

maybe if you were actually paying attention and not busy staring at him, you would’ve noticed how he was holding out your cart to you, to take it. “here.”

“huh? oh! im sorry, for like the millionth time.” as if timed, your mother sends another message, making the attractive hot tall guy chuckle again. “your mother seems to be a very active person, i see.”

“she’s just pestering me about a blind date she wants me to go on- why am i even telling you this im so sorry.” 

“it’s fine, it’s fine. i mean, if you want an excuse not to go, you could go on a date with me?”

you pause. ‘wait what? did hot guy just .... ask me out??’

“i..-uh”  your incoherent response only makes him smile and chuckle more. they do say make your crush laugh to get them to like you back, right? 

“you’re asking me?” you were genuinely bamboozled, surely someone as gorgeous as he is couldn’t possibly be asking you. it was literally 12:47pm on a friday and you look like you’ve just visited the grim reaper. 

“why would i ask anyone else?” he hands his phone to you, signaling he wanted your number. you were unsure, but he was hot, so you gave it. he pressed call and surely enough your phone rang. he let out a satisfied hum and said, 

“i’ll text you.” with that smile that you wanted permanently engraved into your brain. 

you didn’t mean to be nosy, but you looked at his phone screen as he walked past you.

‘hottie from supermarket’

you laugh in disbelief.

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a/n: hi. i want to cry this is my first published fic and i hope u guys love it <33 special thank u to @tfmingyu​ YOUR WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT HELPED ME POST THIS 😭 ok happy reading weekly updates coming hehehehe

[riphimopen]

i'm a bit late to asking for slashers vibechecks but it doesn't MATTER i have some questions did you ever read that black christmas novel. you talked abt bubba but i'm curious if u got anything to say abt thomas? he's not as cool but. ykno. he's something. and last............. brahms vibecheck aside from being br*tish

OOGBH LETS GO ok i have NOT read the black christmas novel BUT. have seen excerpts that make me LOSE my gourd. billy will be sobbing and retching and vomiting etc and we love an internal monologue its so wavy lol. THOMAS............. ive only watched one of his little moveys but he is REALLY JUST A GUY :((((( ugh i think he deserves the world and im not authorized to think much abt him bc that was a while ago that i watched it and im uneducated but..... tomas........ he and bubba should just be friends i would say

hm and brahms. well. :/ inherent mental illness derogatory of being british but his parents were WILD?? for that one they pulled a whole doctor loomis if i may say so. they were the 'ok get in' spongebob picture but with THE WALLS OF THEIR HOUSE LMAOOOO like?? again its a case of "if this guy had maybe. um gotten any help other than what his stupidass parents did he maybe would have been like a decent guy" and you know what..... i think ok i think brahms deserves to be tragic too ig :rolling eyes: like yes hes british but hes also been driven to madness by isolation, confined forever to his childhood home and simultaneously only ever able to look into the dollhouse as an outsider from INSIDE the walls..... idk why hes gotta be such a little bitch but i GET the attachment issues and the fact that hes supremely fucked in tha head. i think what wouldve been cool is if he was TERRIFIED of greta + co. and we could SEE his fear like if he was just lashing out all over the damn place from absolute HORROR of social interaction. make brahms just as if not more scared of greta than she is of him and then we'll talk...... make brahms' richboy habits take a toll on him. make him scrawny and malnourished because hes such a picky eater, make him dependent on routine because hes been spoonfed the same day every day for decades.... basically make brahms an absolute wreck who only knows how to punch with his thumb inside his fist because no one ever taught him to fight but he was desperate to attack lol

basically thots on brahms r: play up the fact that hes only a violent creepy incel because hes scared shitless 24/7. like i would say that it also stems from being raised rich but he was like EIGHT when they tucked him away so he didnt even have that much time to build an ego lmao. thank u 4 asking ily

[morizoras-cave]

Robbed (Request)

Jake Gyllenhaal x gn!teen!co-star!reader, Tom Holland x gn!teen!co-star!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Request Description: hi! I'm absolutely IN LOVE with your work and was wondering if you could write a Tom Holland x teen!costar!reader and Jake Gyllenhaal x teen!costar!reader. Whilst hanging out together, the reader chooses to go out alone at night to buy food and ends up getting mugged. She doesn't come back for a while, so Tom and Jake leave the hotel to find her crying on the side walk. They take care of her and are super protective and there's just a lot of fluff. Tysm!

Warnings: robbing, violence, threatening, language

(A/N): hey so reader doesnt buy food but rather pads for their friend :) 

“Come on, Harley! Whaddya doing?” 

Yes, not even two minutes into the mobster movie you were watching, had Jake decided to put on his Italian accent and yell hopelessly at the character. Thirty minutes later and he was, unsurprisingly, still doing it. You and Tom exchanged glances and laughed at him, because although it was mildly annoying, it was also viciously funny. 

“Wait, no! They can’t kill Harley?” Tom complained, looking up from his phone to realise Harley was, in fact, dying. 

“I know. I’m so bummed out,” You sighed and stuck your hand in your bag of sour gummies. 

You, Jake and Tom, being the leads for a new movie, had been working together for several months. Over the course of filming, you’d gotten into the habit of hanging out every Friday (which was originally a way to stop you from going out and being irresponsible).

It was one of those hangouts you now found yourself in. Just relaxing after a hard day of work with your pals. 

“Man, this movie sucks, dude,” Jake said, this time uncloaking his voice of the Italian mobster accent. You and Tom both nodded. You were about to suggest playing some board games, when your alarm, that traumatising and reality crushing tune that woke you up every morning, blared throughout the room. 

Your brows furrowed and you picked it up. The message that was displayed on the screen, was put so eloquently: ‘you need to go buy pads for lily. im like 100% sure you fucking forgot, you idiot’

“Nya, shit,” you mumbled and quickly turned off the alarm. 

“What’s up?” Jake asked, shuffling in his chair. You sighed and started gathering your things and your jacket. 

“I’ve gotta go buy stuff for my friend,” you said vaguely. You never thought of periods as embarrassing, but you knew Lily, your best friend, was a very private person, and she probably wouldn’t appreciate you telling two of the biggest Hollywood stars on the planet, that she was at home bleeding to her death. 

“Buy stuff?” 

You rolled your eyes, “It’s female-friend stuff. It’ll take me, like, 20 minutes to buy it and bring it to her. Don’t worry about it.” 

Jake and Tom exchanged glances, chewing on the idea. “Alright, but be back quick, because I think we should play Monopoly instead of watching the only good character in this movie die.”

“Done deal!” you said and with that you were out the door. 

At first, everything went just as you expected it to. You went to the store that was 5 minutes away and bought some pads (and some chocolate because you’re a nice person) for Lily. You exited the store, and decided to walk behind the store to get Lily’s house faster. 

“Don’t fucking move, dipshit.” 

Admittedly, a pathetic opening line of a robbery. That didn’t make the knife you felt being pressed into your side any less scary. Looking to your right, a man, your attacker, was standing. 

He was pale and skinny and had a long beard. His eyes were crazy, wide open and twitching. He was smiling, too. He pressed the knife a little harder, causing a whimper to escape your lips. 

“I just want your money. That’s all I want,” he was trying very hard to look into your eyes, but you couldn’t stand his. You chewed your lip, wondering what to say. 

“I- I don’t have any-”

Given the situation you found yourself in, maybe you shouldn’t have been so shocked at this, but the slap and the sound and the rippling pain that all came at once, sent a gasp and tears spilling over your eyes. 

“Wrong, bitch! Give me your fucking money!” he pressed the knife harder, you swore it was drawing blood. You tried shying away from it, but he had a firm grip on your shoulder. 

“Okay,” you whispered, shaking hands reaching into your pockets to pull out your wallet. “Okay, okay, here.. Here..”

You pulled out any and all cash you had, probably all summing up to be about 35 dollars. 

“Good, kid,” he patted your head like he was your uncle, like you were old friends, and then removed the knife from your side. You heard him running away, but you couldn’t be bothered to look where. Your legs wobbled and you collapsed right there on the side walk, doubling over and starting to cry.

Meanwhile in the Gyllenhaal household, Jake and Tom were growing pretty impatient. 20 minutes had passed. They’d set up the Monopoly game and even picked the characters. Now, they just sat and waited.

21, 22, 23, 24, 25 minutes passed, and they just waited. 

“This isn’t like them,” Tom finally spoke up. He’d been resting his head on the wooden table and blowing air on his shoe-character, trying to make it fall over. 

“I know! I’m trying to text them, but they’re not answering. Should I call?” 

They looked at each other. Then the time. 30 minutes had passed. “Yeah, call them.”

Unsurprisingly, you didn’t answer (seeing as you were crying on the sidewalk with a small cut in your side and a slapped face). 

“Something’s wrong,” Jake decided. Tom nodded too. 

That was how they decided to go out and look for you, going to the nearest grocery store in their coats and sunglasses and scarves. You were nowhere to be seen inside the store (although, Tom did confuse you for an old lady for a moment). They went outside. 

An unnerved feeling churned in their stomachs. Tom led them to the path near the road, but the crunch of their steps on the asphalt was halted. Jake heard a sniffle. It was so faint, he wasn’t sure he was right, so he grabbed Tom’s shoulder harshly and halted him. 

Sure enough. Sniffles and sobs. And so the boys jogged behind the building, and heart beating nervously, they saw you there on the side walk, crying and shaking alone. 

“Y/n!” 

You snapped your head up. Your face was puffy and eyes shiny. You wiped them furiously, but only making yourself cry even more.

“What happened, holy shit, are you okay?” 

And you fell into Tom’s arms, whilst Jake rubbed your back comfortingly. You retold the shaky story of how this man had mugged you, and how he’d had the knife in your side, and hit you. And how scared you were.

When you first said you’d been mugged, Tom’s eyes widened in shock. He leaned back to look at you. His arms tightened and his jaw clenched. You felt Jake stop rubbing your back for a moment. You turned your head and saw him pulling out his phone. 

“It’s okay now, N/n. It’s okay. You’re safe now, we got you. He can’t hurt you, alright?” Tom whispered lovingly. Jake had left your side to call the police. You had calmed down then, terror still roaming you skull hauntingly, but you were no longer crying, and your heartbeat was steadying. 

“I was just so scared. He could’ve done anything..” You whispered and shook your head. Trying to shake the feeling. 

“I know, I know. It’s okay to feel scared. But I’ll protect you now, Jake too. He won’t hurt you. He can’t.”

You nodded. 

The police arrived shortly after and you told them exactly what had happened. Jake, being the oldest and most responsible of the two, helped you with each question and each part of the process. 

Turns out, the police knew the guy. It wasn’t the first time he’d done something like that to teenagers. He was caught pretty quickly. 

Still, even though the fucker was in jail, you couldn’t help but feel scared. Tom and Jake never let you go to the store alone anymore. Not even in the daytime. But you liked that. You were pretty sure if they weren’t constantly going with you, you wouldn’t have gone at all. 

You had nightmares every once in a while. But Jake always came to your hotel room to comfort you. And when you felt like you were being overdramatic, he’d always convince you, you weren’t. 

You got over it (mostly) eventually, but you knew you wouldn’t have been able to without Tom and Jake. It felt good to know that they were willing to do so much for you without getting nothing in return. It felt good to have friends. And you’d return the favour any day for them. 

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[windblooms]

I saw you giving advice and I hope you can maybe help me? I dont usually play this style of game so I'm not used to building teams (I mean with Pokémon I barely used stat boosts/field moves. Just tried to cover all types with STAB). Ultimately I'd like to have Keqing, Xiao, and Diluc (if he ever comes home sob) on my team. I currently have Qiqi and kind of building Ningguang to use her shield powers, but idk what to do or if I should replace anyone? I like to play based on (p1)

(p2) characters I like but because of that I'm not sure if I'm accidentally using too many dps characters, idk what I'm doing with support, etc... I'm so lost lol. Should I replace anyone? Or just get nice artifacts/buffs to make them too strong so it doesn't matter (is that even possible?)? I'm all over the place sorry but I was also considering going for Venti and Zhongli if he gets a rerun. Thanks for any help! 😣

hi there!  what i’m going to say is based off of my experience of the game (playing since october, currently ar55).  feel free to dismiss this advice if it doesn’t vibe with you!!  it’s ultimately your game and i’m only trying to give guidelines, but if you should enjoy this game the way you want.

also, anon who asked for albedo dps, im working on it rn!!  i just don’t own him so i need to read up more than usual.

SHOULD YOU REPLACE ANYONE?  i don’t see any problem with having keqing, xiao, qiqi, diluc (when he comes home to you) and ning on the same team or rotating in and out in overworld.  it sounds like you’re a new-ish player, so i don’t think you’re in spiral abyss yet - and if you are in spiral, definitely in later levels, you shouldn’t organize your teams this way.  as you progress more and more throughout genshin (i’d say starting ar45), you’re going to need to focus on strategic team comp more, get used to switching out characters for abilities and comboing, etc.  so my answer to this question is that, if you’re below ar45, you shouldn’t stress about being particular with overworld team comp.

but if you want my recommendation for overworld?  i don’t know which characters you have right now, so i’ll just name teams (of 4star characters) that i think would suit keqing, xiao, and diluc.

team keqing:  keqing, beidou, xinyan, diona. 

team xiao:  xiao, razor, diona, bennett.

team diluc:  diluc, xingqiu, sucrose, diona. 

DON’T BUILD NINGGUANG AS A SHIELDER.  i don’t think building ningguang for her shields is an efficient use of her abilities; ning is inherently made as a dps character, and all of her abilities are offensive, with her screen serving dual purposes as offensive and defensive.  molding all of her potential (normal attack, skill, burst) into a different role than initially designed will take more resources and you will make this an extra challenge for yourself.  if you want a shielder, why not try noelle, or diona, or xinyan?  they all have build-in shields that are more instantaneous and flexible than going out of your way to make ningguang a full support. 

shield strength made from geo interactions scales off of the elemental mastery of the character the shield is on.  think about this for a bit: shields made from geo crystals are the most effective when they match the element of the attack being dealt towards your character.  but this assumes that you can pick up that element to react with geo in the first place, which is impractical, considering that the only common enemies that have elements on them are abyss mages and whopperflowers - and even then, whopperflowers don’t generate those elements all the time on themselves.  so if you continue to build ningguang as a shielder, i’d say around 80% of the time in overworld, you won’t be making effective shields and are stunting her damage-dealing capabilities (because shielder ning would be stacked with elemental mastery instead of attack). 

USING TOO MANY DPS CHARACTERS?  again, this isn’t a problem in overworld.  in later adventure ranks, you’ll start realizing though that you won’t need the majority of your current team to be dps/damage-oriented.  practically, why would you load all of  your sources on damage when all of that damage isn’t necessary?  (that was just what i myself came to realize as well around ar40, so personal opinion right there.)  overworld is very lax though, so again i will stress, no need to fuss over team-comps in overworld.  

MAKE THEM TOO STRONG SO IT DOESN’T MATTER?  in overworld, yes, it is possible to do this.  you can absolutely solo-character-carry yourself with buff units, assuming you get good artifacts.  but i really, really would recommend you not focus on artifacts until around ar40+, and then start getting picky with them after ar45+.  this is because the endgame goal is to get all 5star artifacts for your main characters, since they provide the highest stats.  you are guaranteed at least one 5star artifact per level 90 artifact domain run starting at ar45, so if you try farming for them beforehand, a lot of your resin will be wasted.

on the off chance that you’re attempting hardcore spiral, i’ll put this here: in spiral, the logic “make them too strong [off of artifacts] so it doesn’t matter” flies straight out of the window.  you cannot solo-character-carry yourself through the later floors of spiral, especially floors 9-12.  not putting this next bit into boast, but just instead to prove my point: both my keqing and xiao (my main dps characters) have over 200% crit damage and over 55% crit rate, with over 1,800 attack each.  keqing has a maxed normal attack (level 10) and xiao has his ultimate maxed (level 10 as well).  both have, essentially, pay to play weapons.  i still get my ass kicked on floor 11.  

so, no, unless you are a whale, you can’t solo-character-carry yourself through spiral abyss.  in later spiral floors, you will need to get used to switching between characters, and building supportive characters like sucrose, bennett, xingqiu, diona, etc.  

VENTI OR ZHONGLI?  venit is broken in overworld.  he’s so accessible in co-op as well that i’m tempted to say venti > zhongli.  however, for spiral abyss floors 9-12, zhongli will actually be more useful than venti because venti’s ultimate won’t pick up the monsters in those floors, which is all he is practically useful for.  so from a practical, midcore/hardcore standpoint, i would recommend zhongli over venti for spiral. 

long answer, whew.  let me know if i can help with anything else!

[be-the-spark-flyboy]

Could Use Some Love

Call It What You Want (2/?)

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Pairing: Med student!Poe x Reader (college AU)

A/N: This got wayyyy out of hand, and i apologize for nothing. Also this took so long cos i came up with a plot, hated it, then changed the whole plot, hated it again and now i have no plot and im just gonna see where this takes me :( what is canon I don’t her

Chapter summary: Due a broken heater situation, you end up crashing at Rey, Finn and Poe’s residence.

Word count: ~2.7k

You’ve been having an absolutely horrible week. And it is Wednesday. Work had been piling up in your internship firm, as well as in college. You’d barely slept for a total of 3 hours in the last two days and needless to say, you were totally exhausted. You had barely gotten back from work when your supervisor had called you to dump more work on you. 

Great, another sleepless night.

Your tiny apartment was eerily quiet without your roommate Jessika. She told you she was staying over at her boyfriend's place for the night. It wasn’t the first time it had happened but, you hated staying alone in your apartment, especially at night.

The snow falling outside and the temperature rapidly falling in your own house did nothing to improve your mood. You pulled you knitted blanket tighter around yourself as another shiver racked through your body from the cold. Was the heater even working? It had been giving you problems for some time now, you were pretty sure it was already working way past its expectancy. You made a mental note to talk to your landlord about it, turning your attention back to your work.

Minutes pass and it only gets colder. Now it got to the point you couldn’t put your feet on the ground without recoiling. It wasn’t a good sign at all. You reach for your fuzzy slippers and pad across the room, still in your blanket, to the thermostat.

The thermostat display was working fine, but it seemed the heater wasn’t. After several minutes of walking back and forth to the heater and thermostat and several google searches later, you come to the conclusion that your heater was broken. And there was nothing you could do about it at this hour.

Your eyes well up from the frustration, a few tears falling. You try taking a few deep breaths to calm yourself, but the cold air only stings your lungs, reminding you of your predicament, mocking you. You go back to the couch, sitting cross-legged and rocking back and forth as you mind reels.

It was too cold for you to spend the night without a working heater. It was times like this that makes you want to smack yourself for not being able to make more friends. All you have is Jessika, who won’t be able to help you out right now, and Rey, who stayed with Finn and Poe in an apartment just nearby. You could ask Rey if you can crash on her couch for the night, but you felt like you were bothering her.

You had never been over to their place, despite knowing them for months now. Finn and Rey had invited you over a few times before but you always had some excuse to not go. You just weren’t that great with people, even if it was people you knew and care about. 

You honestly didn’t know why Rey tried so hard to stick around you. You never made it very easy for anyone to be your friend. Your naturally aloof nature had made sure of it. Jessika has been the only one who had stuck around since middle school, and when both of you ended up in the same college, you jumped at the chance to room with your best friend.

You rub your eyes, picking up your phone. The time shows 1 am as your finger hovers above the call button on Rey’s contact. Just do it you have no choice, you try to convince yourself as you hit the call button.

---

The doorbell rings you stuff a few extra clothing and your laptop in a bag, just as Rey had instructed. You go to open the door, wrapped up in an overcoat, and hoping you don’t look as much of a mess as you feel. But Finn catches sight of your puffy red-rimmed eyes and immediately pulls you into a hug. The warmth is welcoming after feeling cold for so long, and you gladly fall into the embrace.

Thankfully Rey was still awake when you called. The second she had picked up the phone, the tears started flowing freely as the stress of the whole week hit you at once. She had managed to calm you down until you sounded coherent enough to tell her what your problem was. Both Rey and Finn were both willing to let you take up the guestroom in their apartment for as long as you needed. Rey told you she was picking you up and Finn had insisted he come along since it wasn’t safe for the two of you to be alone in this weather. They had basically shut down any apologies you sent their way, insisting it wasn’t any trouble for them. 

“Rey’s waiting in the car,” Finn informs you. You sling your bag onto your shoulder. “You good to go?”

--- 

The first thing you noticed when you stepped into the ridiculously large living room, was the cityscape. Tiny lights twinkling in buildings as the snow fell, softer than feathers. It looked like a scene from the movies. 

You can’t help the woah that you breathe out at the sight before you. You’re aware of exactly how stupid you look standing there, mouth agape, but you can’t help it. The entire apartment looks gorgeous.

Rey giggles at your expression, dragging you along to the guest bedroom. Which, unsurprisingly, is almost as big as your entire apartment. Settling your things on the table, Rey sits on the bed, gesturing for you to take a seat as well.

“You better now?” She asks flinging an arm around your shoulder. “You can stay here as long as you like, don’t worry I’m not expecting you to pay me or anything.” She jokes. “You know you can ask me if you need anything, right?”

It’s an effort not to start sobbing at her kind words. You lean your head against her shoulder. “You’re too nice to me Rey, not everyone would do this for anyone.”

Rey chuckles, “Firstly, you’re not just anyone, you’re one of us now,” she pulls back, holding your face in her hands. “And secondly, you would do the exact same thing if our positions were reversed.” You just nod, too dumb to say anything.

“Finn and Poe stay upstairs. I haven’t Poe since morning, he locked himself in his room, studying for some test I think,” she engulfs you in a bear hug before getting up. “Just knock on my door if you need anything, I’m right next door. And there are some snacks in the kitchen if you’re hungry. I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

---

It is 3 am and Poe, utterly exhausted after an entire day of cramming for his hematology test which was probably still going to kick his ass, finally pulls his headphones off his ears. He thinks he surely looks as tired as he feels. The whole room is a mess of books, notes and granola bar wrappers strewn around, an empty coffee pot and mug on the table. He tells himself he’d clean it up tomorrow, after getting some sleep and food in his system. His stomach growls, reminding him of his hunger again and he collects the coffee pot and the wrappers and sets off to the kitchen to get something to eat before heading to bed.

His phone lays forgotten on his bedside table. He doesn’t feel like picking it up, already anticipating the number of missed texts and calls he would've received from his girlfriend. Studying medicine was hard work and time-consuming. It was easier to just pretend like his phone didn’t exist sometimes rather than try to explain to Sarah why he needed the whole day to study. He’d deal with her wrath later.

Poe sighs heavily treading down the staircase. The living room is dark and empty as expected, but there’s light coming from the kitchen. A small part of him couldn’t help but feel thankful for that. He wasn’t scared of the dark per se, but the recent horror movie had led him to question some of his life decisions. Like whether it was worth being friends with Finn and Rey. He probably would’ve walked out of the theater within less than an hour if you weren’t there, holding his hand. The memory brings a smile to his face.

Imagine his surprise when he sees you. He expected to see Finn or Rey at the kitchen, but there you are sitting at the dining table, a frown on your face as you click away at your laptop.

Was he hallucinating?

—-

You are sitting cross-legged on one of the dining table chairs. Your laptop sat on the table, alongside a few detail plans spread out, as you edit your drawings. The table in the guest room wasn’t big enough to fit the large plan drawings. So you had moved to the dining table since everyone had already gone to sleep. 

You feel like you have stepped into an alternate universe where everything feels new to you. The view of the city through the full height glass window was just so breathtaking, but the large living room only feels emptier and somehow colder than your small apartment, even with a working heater. Regardless, you slowly slip into your own rhythm getting more accustomed to the almost eerie silence.

You startle when Poe calls out your name. “What are you doing here?” You look up and oh god he looks adorable. His hair is tousled and he pushes a few curls back from his face trying to tame it. He’s smiling at you, brown eyes sparkling, and it makes you feel all soft and warm inside and- and he just asked you a question. And you are just staring at him like a creep instead of answering.

“Oh, hey Poe!” You try not to cringe at yourself, hoping he hadn’t noticed you staring. Poe grimaces when you explain your whole heater situation to him.

“Well, I hope you’re comfortable,” he says. “Don’t mind me, I’ll be back in my room soon enough,” he smiles again, moving to walk past you. You hear him rummaging around in the kitchen for a few moments.

You mentally slap yourself, feeling like such an asshole. He has a girlfriend, for god’s sake. No matter how much Finn and Rey seemed to hate his girlfriend, you still feel guilty for thinking of Poe as anything other than a friend. You cuddled him in a movie theater, christ. You resist the urge to slap yourself on your forehead. What were you thinking?

For someone who just said ‘don’t mind me’, he makes it pretty hard to ignore his presence. He is back at the table and takes a seat, curiously frowning at the plan laid out before you. His cereal bowl is on the table before him, carefully placed away from the papers you had spread out. You continue your work, trying not to get too distracted by the man beside you. 

“What are you doing?” Poe asks you. So you explain to him the long-winded process of the schematic drawing before you and how you need to add in the changes marked out to the 3D model in your laptop. You’re pretty sure you are rambling halfway through it, but Poe seemed to be interested enough, occasionally asking you more questions here and there. Explaining your work becomes complaining about it and soon you find yourself exchanging internship horror stories with him.

Halfway through your conversation, you hear a patter of tiny footsteps and the cutest corgi you’ve ever seen emerges from the hall. Poe immediately perks up at its arrival scooping the ecstatic canine into his arms. “Buddy! Why aren’t you sleeping?” The corgi paws at his shirt, barking and licking his face. Poe laughs, scratching its fur, “I missed you too, buddy.” You can’t take your eyes off the scene unfolding before you, heart swelling at the interaction, you’re sure you’re making heart eyes at them.

Once the corgi calms down enough for Poe to comfortably hold it in his arms, he turns his attention back to you. “This is Beebee,” he introduces his corgi to you, “My son,” You laugh and Beebee tilts his head inquisitively, looking up at you with his sparkling brown eyes. Like father like son, you think.

The bowl of cereal lays forgotten on the table as the two of you continue chatting. Well, he does most of the talking as you continued on with your work, your attention mostly focused on Poe regardless. He absentmindedly pets Beebee, who is now dozing off on his lap.

“He’s a big baby, can’t live alone. Honestly, I think anyone would go insane if they lived here alone,” Poe concludes his story of how Finn had practically begged him and Rey to come to live with him. Poe is your senior by two years and had been staying in a dorm before Finn started college.

“Big baby huh? Says the one who can’t watch a demon on a screen without looking like he’s going to cry,” you snicker, bumping his shoulder with yours.

“They’re just really scary okay? I don’t how you can sleep after watching things like that,”. He grimaces, holding Beebee closer. “Great, now I’m thinking about demons,”

“Oh no! Quick, think about something else,”

“About what? Ask me something,”

“Um... okay, how did you meet Finn and Rey?” you ask him.

“Oh that’s a long story,” and so he begins the tale of how both his parents, Shara Bey and Kes, were in the Air Force where they met and fell in love and-

“Wait, are you giving me your entire biography?” You interrupt him.

“No no, it’s relevant, trust me,” he assures you before continuing. Queue the entrance of a new character named Han, who was their best friend and was married to Leia Organa, who would become his godmother-

“Wait, Leia Organa?” You gasp, “Senator Organa is your godmother?”

“Great so you’ve heard of her-” you don’t even let him finish his sentence again.

“Heard of her? I've been a huge fan since the time she crushed the Vader dude during that debate,” he chuckles before continuing.

The story takes a somber turn when he tells you that his mother passed away due to an illness when he was 8 years old. He quickly skims over that part before telling you about going to live with his godmother in an obscenely rich neighborhood, since his father was away too much due to his work. Leia’s son Ben, apparently, was the resident asshole of the place, who hated Poe for reasons unknown to him. So Poe had resorted to making friends with the two younger children living across the house instead.

It’s an endearing story, which could’ve been told with lesser detail, in half the time. But you would be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy listening to him talk.

It’s a miracle that you are almost done with your work. Its almost 4.30 am and it occurs to you that you’ve been keeping Poe for quite some time. You see him trying to stifle a yawn in between words as he tries to narrate the story of how Finn had broken his arm trying to sneak out of the house in the middle of the night. 

“Poe, don’t you have classes in the morning? Don’t you need to sleep?”

Poe feigns offense, “Am I boring you?”

“No,” you laughed. “I stay up all alone sometimes, and it gets very lonely, so thank you for keeping me company.” You answer sincerely. You are pretty sure Poe is beaming, but that could also be the side effect of not getting much sleep for days. Well at least you can sleep in tomorrow, and the guestroom bed looked really inviting. “But, you also really need to sleep,” 

“Well my classes only start after lunch tomorrow- I mean today, so I still have time to sleep,” he stifles another yawn with the back of his hand. “Actually, you’re right, I need to sleep,”

BB8 is asleep, snoring lightly on his lap when he finally relents. He scoops up the corgi in one hand and the mostly empty bowl of soggy cereal on the other, dropping it in the kitchen sink.

“Good night, or is it morning already?” He flashes you a grin that makes your insides flutter.

You chuckled, “See you later, Poe,”

You’re so fucked.

---

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[amjustagirl]

Hii nikki jie!!!! Idk if you've had time to read the tags on the reblogs of a sea of flowers in bloom but in case you havent i just wanted to drop in and tell you that i love every single chapter sobsob. Pls i didnt even know there was a tag limit until i reached it when i was rambling after one of the chapters. This fic has officially gotten me through my first 2 weeks of uni and life will not be same without more kita for me to look forward to every tuesday as my sch week starts and every friday as my sch week ends lsjkdfh HAHA

anyways i absolutely loved how you handled kita's insecurities and reader's character growth was absolutely incredible. Her learning how to grab happiness with her own two hands and that leading her to give kita a chance after he apologised was soso beautiful to me 😭 like idk i feel like usually when a character has that kind of growth it ends up with them not having a man which is a great learning lesson on how you dont need other people to be happy BUT this time reader also knows how so very kind kita is and gave him a chance and STILL had her happiness and i think that's why the line "You’d already learnt to grasp happiness for yourself, but with his companionship, his friendship, his love (and gods, his kisses are to die for), the sprout of happiness you’ve cultivated multiplies into a whole sea of flowers in bloom" resonated with me so much i full on sobbed when i read this askjfksd

I loved all the pictures you painted throughout this whole fic; the ocean, drowning, life rafts, jumping off a cliff, all eventually leading back to 'a sea of flowers in bloom' it was absolutely amazing. I loved kaiyo and tsumu's banter and reader's friendship with kaiyo (and reader making friends with the msby boys had me crying too🥺).

As for outtakes, if i may offer asami and shoma? Maybe one of their playdates or even when asami introduced shoma to her parents as her boyfriend HAHA but if youre not comfortable or inspired to write that no worries :> is it too shameless to say i would just take whatever crumbs you give us HAHAH

Help not me spending like 20min to write this out instead of doing my tutorials asdfkjs sorry for the long message i just felt the need to make my love for a sea of flowers in bloom known HAHAHA hope you have a great day and a good weekend :) (Ive only sent you an ask on anon like once without signing off cuz i was too shy but i think ill start signing off cuz i would probably want to drop in more often 😆) ~ann :> (if thats not taken?)

ann <3

dw bb i've been reading and rejoicing over ALL your tags - the number of times ive gotten weird stares cos i giggled on the mrt is....more than my fingers HAHAHA. ahh i'm glad i made such a difference to the start of your uni sem! if you ever wanna rant about uni or life my inbox is always open, yeah!!

and adff,sgjkldfj;dsfdskj maybe it was me wanting to be greedy and give reader-chan the best of both worlds - growing into her strength while leaving space for love. she definitely doesn't need kita to be happy, but i recognised that he has the potential of making her happier - so that's what i was rly going for in this story. and that line you quoted (pls don't sob bb *wipes your tears away gently*) really encapsulates her growth and destination at the end of the fic. and it also signifies both of them coming together by marrying the imageries they're associated with, the sea imagery with the flower imagery and yeah :3

omg ty for appreciating the imagery!!! sometimes i wonder if im going overboard with it, whether im being poetic for the sake of being poetic but like...idk they kinda speak to me and i do try to be intentional with their placement. i'd say (as mentioned above) that there are two main imageries - sea (i.e. lift raft, ocean, drowning), and flowers (the river of flowers, sprout of happiness etc) that each character is associated with, and then married together as their paths converge and perhaps a dash of imagery for fun (and to tie it back into the storm chaser universe where taking a chance was likened to jumping off a cliff ><)

oh i am definitely gonna write the asami / shoma outtake sometime soon HAHA. let's torture kita and make him sweat a bit. and pls don't be shy about sending asks or even slipping into my dms! i love to chat, and i 100% am happy to talk abt anything under the sun HAHAHAHAHAH. i hope you have a lovely weekend, darling <3

[radiorenjun]

Lavender Antics

→ Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader

→ Summary: Shooting in a drama with him was your absolute nightmare. Working with your enemy and pretending that you were love interests has been the most frustrating experience of your life. Though, after saying your farewells, the scent of lavender never leaves.

→ Genre:enemies to lovers au, idol au, romance, angst, slowburn, comedy.

→ Warnings: Explicit Language. Antics. Mentions of insecurity. Alcohol, Making out. Suggestive?

→ Chapters: 3, 4, 5

"Okay, so, today we went out for some onigiris and lemme just say. These things are literally to die for!" you groaned exaggeratedly, taking out a packaged onigiri from your bag which you bought earlier. You were video chatting with your members, making them suffocate as they watch you devour the rice treat.

"Man, I wish we could've snuck in some back when we were there for our tour." Kiyeon groaned, wiping the drool off the corners of her lips. "Fuck you, y/n! I'm hungry now, and I just had lunch! Not even 30 minutes ago!" Haneul whined.

You laughed, almost choking on rice. "Look at the bright side. When someone asks what did I eat to become so attractive, I could just say 'rice'" you say with a smug shrug. "You did not just quote Jackson Wang while eating an onigiri." Jaehwa huffed with a shake of her head.

"And on the other side, package us some onigiri. Watching you eat in such an ASMR way is making me crave Japan food," Cheonsa chuckled. You took a big bite of the rice treat in your hand before shaking your head, "bitch, you wish you were me right now. But for unceremoniously embarrassing me-"

"Well we attempted, you ran away."

"Embarrassing me! I think y'all don't deserve this exquisite treat." You rolled your eyes when your members cut you off in the middle of your sentence. "Jesus Christ, I'll book a ticket to Japan right now and-" Kiyeon grumbled angrily, opening her phone to pretend as if she was purchasing a ticket.

"Don't be such drama queens. There's onigiri in nearby supermarkets, you could just buy some. Or even better, make some!" you laughed, throwing away the plastic wrapper in the dustbin. "Make some? Girl, who do you think we are? Gordon Ramsey? This ain't Masterchef. I ain't cooking shit if it doesn't mean I ain't getting some cash." Cheonsa sassed.

"Well, I-" you started before you heard a loud obnoxious groan that could be heard from the inner cores of the earth. "OH MY GOD," the male voice groaned in annoyance. Your eye twitched in annoyance as you let out a sigh, looking back at your co-star as you leaned back against your makeup chair.

"Y/n? Who's that?" Haneul asked. You didn't answer her as you continued to glare a hole into the boy, across the room from you,'s head. "Could you keep your masturbation down?" you snarled in annoyance.

"Y/n!" you heard your members scold in a motherly tone at your sexual insult but you ignored them. "ME? You're the one practically blasting your friend's voices up the roof, I could feel blood begging to ooze out of my ears." Jisung shot back.

"What's gotten your panties up in a twist, asshole? Forgot to take your daily dose of warm milk like a baby?" you hissed. "Okay, you two. Before you two start World War III in this here trailer I'm going to cut you both off and tell you that you guys have another scene to shoot." Your stage director chuckled.

You ignored Jisung's loud groan as you look back at your friends with a sympathetic look, "you guys heard the man. I gotta go," you smiled, your thumb hovering over the hang up button. "You better call us tonight, for real this time, y/n." Jaehwa jokes.

"Of course, even though you all treat me like shit, I miss you guys!" you exclaim with a giggle. "It's our job as members to treat you like shit. Plus you treat us the same." Kiyeon responded with an innocent nod. " What she meant was we miss you, too." Haneul gave the older girl a hard glare before waving goodbye at you.

"Bye!" you waved as your members did funny poses as they, too, waved. You giggle as you pressed the hang up button, putting your phone down on the table before walking out of the trailer.

As you arrived at the scene, your makeup artists touched you up with some small blush and brushes to adjust your hair and gave you your school bag. Jeongin standing with a bright smile next to you, "good to see you, y/n." he greeted.

"Jeongin, I literally saw you two minutes ago back when you were playing with your switch in your trailer." you chuckled. "Is it wrong for me to say hello to my little friend?" he smirked, holding the strap of his bag. "Little? I'm older than you." you laughed. "Older? Yes. Who debuted first, exactly? Me. So treat your senior with respect." Jeongin giggled as he got his props on.

"Alright guys, this is the scene where you two are just casually talking to each other and then Jisung runs up and etcetera. You know the drill, you read the script, now focus." your director announced through the speaker as he sat down on his chair.

"Lights! Camera! And Action!"

You clutched your phone as you layed down emotionlessly on the couch in your trailer. You just got news from your family that your grandmother had passed away a couple hours ago. Your mother called you to tell you the news in distraught.

Your sweet grandma that always forced you to eat whenever you were under the pressure of sustaining that perfect idol body. You felt numb and you didn't want to get up to shoot scenes anymore. You just want to be buried under layers of blankets and get up when all the sadness evaporated from your body.

But yet again, this is life. You gotta do what you gotta do. And you can't even go to her funeral considering you were hundreds of miles away and you have an extremely busy schedule ahead of you.

You heard the door open, your make up artist bowing politely at you. You sighed, getting up to sit on the chair infront of the mirror. "Miss. You okay?" they asked as they applied on some concealer underneathe your eyelids.

You hummed sadly, your eyes half lidded and looking down as you fidget with the script in your hands. You lazily flipped through the pages, trying to revert your mind away from the sadness in your gut so that you could memorize your lines.

When you were done, you head to the changing room to put on your costume before going to the makeup room to get some touch ups. Some of the staff questioned your silence and gloomy aura considering you would always joke around on set or make a member of the staff hault their movements to make some witty comments bout the script.

As you got your hair done, you saw your costar come in with a cup of Starbucks in her hand. "Rough day?" she asked, looking at you with hooded eyes as she sipped on her caffeine drink. You nodded slightly, trying not to ruin the hairstylist's work on your hair.

"Mood, girl. Director-nim says that we'll be shooting the next scene in ten so you have quite some time to pick yourself up." she informed as you gave her a weak smile in response. "Honestly, I wanna go back to sleep. Maybe go around to eat some mochi, I heard there's a mochi store nearby and it's to die for."

For the next ten minutes, you continued to hear her suggest all the good cheap snackstores around the area. When you finally got called, you forced yourself to get up from your chair and put down your phone and script on the table.

"I'm going to head out to buy those takoyaki balls outside. I'll buy you some if that'll cheer you up, my treat." she nudged you side with a soft smile which you gave her a small chuckle before shaking your head sadly. "No thanks. I don't feel like it." You walked out of the make up room and onto set.

You were immediately approached by the director telling you what to do in the following scenes, you just gave him a small hums and nods whenever he finishes his sentences.

"Looks like little y/n is out of it, today." Jisung snickered behind your back, making you let out a small huff before clenching your fists to calm yourself down. "Wow. No comebacks? Must be my lucky day!" he exclaimed.

You ignored the smug boy before walking infront of the camera and nodding at the directors that you were ready.

"Are you on your period or something?" Jisung asked as he stood beside you near the bus stop on the way to the hotel. You've been tormented through the day with his harsh remarks and the sadness in your gut just deepened.

You couldn't wait to be engulfed in the warm sheets and cry your frustrations out. You felt like you were bout the burst out sobbing at any moment. "Fuck off, Han. I'm not in the mood." you muttered under your breath.

"Oh, so you finally started talking again? What's got your panties in a twist, Huh?" he chuckled.

It may be because of pure exhaustion, but your vision blurred shortly and for a split second, you saw your grandmother smiling at you with a tray of your favourite treat in hand. Her voice crystal clear as she spoke the words "Y/N, come and eat!" which lingered in your mind.

You shook your head as you felt your eyes tear up. You can't just stand here and wait for the bus and continued to be harassed by this donkey any longer. "I said, fuck off, Han. I'm not in the mood." you said in a much bolder tone as you started to walk away.

And it didn't take long for Han Jisung to catch up on your tail. "What's up with you being all sad and shit the whole day? It's funny to see you like this. Did sad hours open early for you? Seriously, you're acting like somebody died or so-"

"I SAID, FUCK OFF, HAN. IM NOT IN THE MOOD."

You turned to look back at him with your eyes bloodshot red and your bottom lip trembling pathetically. You gazed at his shocked expression before relaxing your gaze and sniffed, covering your face with your scarf as you shivered at the cold wind.

"Leave me alone, Han Jisung. Please. " you sniffed before walking away from the baffled bou who stood there frozen in shock. He didn't even notice the bus that he was waiting for the past ten minutes had finally arrived.

"Hyung!" a voice snapped him out of his trance, making him look back to see his little maknae waving at him in line of the bus. He turned, hoping to see your small figure slowly disappearing but you were long gone.

He sighed as he walked towards the bus and sat next to Jeongin who continued to babble about who knows what. But the only thing Jisung couldn't stop thinking bout was your form trembling on the brink of tears.

this was so bad lol

[mc-slowwalker]

hahahahha that’s funny lol (saying that the author of the common enemy fics is c!dream) but yeah common enemy definitely won’t fix the issues cause it’s the cycle of violence that they have to break and that definitely will not be fixed easily

woooo syndicate supremacy (I’ve finally learned how to spell syndicate correctly through our conversation lol) they’re definitely doing better than other people on the server and I love that for them! oh yeah either or both c!tommy and c!dream definitely need to reflect on the fact that they’re both make eachother worse. I absolutely loved how that fic handled that aspect of it because closure and freedom is exactly what I want for c!dream and c!tommy more than anything. yeah exactly!! which is why I don’t like the idea of c!dream dying either cause it just leaves everything unresolved. I doubt that’ll happen in canon tho

yea!! can’t wait for the angst! cc!wilbur just posted on reddit about ghostbur so we’ve already got some more of it 😔✌️which also reminds me that I’m sooo interested to see how c!dream is like once he’s out of prison because so much of the fandom believes different thing and there’s no way that he’s gonna be better or changed cause he’s had no opportunity to plus he’s been through terrible torture for so long and I can’t wait to see the effect of that. which also reminds me that I’ve seen lately that a lot of the fandom seems to think that c!dream was put in the prison as a punishment when it was less about that and more about the fact that he could revive people and that his last canon life would have been taken if not for that fact. a lot of the fandom says he deserves the prison but not the torture as a punishment but that’s not why he was put in the prison and if that was the case literally every other character would deserve the same punishment as well as they’re all characters that have done bad things. I feel like my typing is just getting more and more rambly and less and less well punctuated lol sorry

oh yeah those fandom rules definitely make sense. especially as someone who has been in online fandom spaces for like a long time and has seen all the tumblr discourse lol. like yeah those rules were actually not bad and don’t send death threats or harass people shouldn’t have to be said as much as it is in mcyttwt. I really do wish that the young people in this fandom realise that they’re allowed to just have fun and do what they like in fandom

I think that taking into account the fact that a character is a minor is definitely important I just disagree with the way that a lot of people use it as such a final argument that doesn’t leave room for discussion. yeah I’m the same like when I was younger I used to think I was so grown up but like I’m 18 now and I realise that that’s still so young even though at 18 I’m an adult. basically like the “child” argument is not so black and white either like instead of a defence I think it’s more something that should be taken into account when discussing a characters actions and I definitely agree with the characters you’ve added as people who that can be extended to. and yeah like in real life the minors would face soo many more consequences it’s kind of funny like everyone would but with it being such a prominent topic of discussion it’s funnier applying real life rules to dsmp is often so funny. I agree c!tommy should 100% pay taxes that would be hilarious

ooh yeah the three life system interesting cause at first glance you’d think it makes them worth less but evidently not and I do wonder how the characters see it. like you said with c!foolish and c!puffy it was traumatic to take a first life but for some it just seems as chances and the last life is what actually matters. who it’s against and also circumstance I think matters. I also tend to brush off c!tommy taking two of c!dream’s lives but I also tend to brush off the canon lives lost during the first l’manburg war as it was war and c!dteam and co were just better. I suppose I’m an everything but l’manburg apologist because of its foundations ig although I can still understand and acknowledge it’s importance to the characters such as c!tommy. I’ve seen it said that c!dream deserves prison because he took two of c!tommy’s canon, amongst other reasons of course, but so many other characters have taken canon lives and how do you determine the consequence of that in the dsmp cause in irl it’s very different and in the dsmp so far there really is no consequence for murder. like for example c!punz took two of c!wilburs canon lives (I stan him for that I’m a punz simp what can I say) and other characters have taken canon lives too. hmm I wonder what determined the severity of crimes on the dsmp cause the one character that’s in prison wasn’t actually put in there for his crimes.

hahahaha yeah I just can’t wait till we finally don’t have to reach that much

ahaha fair enough I just sometimes type too fast and autocorrect never seems to know what I want to say and I do not have the brain power to proof read a single thing I write. also I type out the asks in notes and after I sent the last one I was like damn that was really long and pasted it into pages to check. and oh my god this one is over a thousand words that’s like longer than one of essays I wrote for my philosophy final exam😭😭 I am so sorry

I will say though that I am quite enjoying this discussion cause it’s the most in depth discussion I’ve been able to have about this

I saw the angst wilbur put on reddit that mother fucker (affectionate) I actually have a rewlly weird relationship with wilbur’s meta lore. Things I accept: sally is a salmon, fridge mom, all the characters being morally gray. Things I don’t accept: whatever he was trying to do with character ages, also saying revivebur was straight when c!tommy saw him and quackity making out like nice try king. One of my biggest issues with the sever is that I get so easily attached to mobs/npcs in dream smp and they die so easy so Im always sobbing,,,, if anything happens to shroud, yogurt, michael (notchill), or fran I’ll mcfucking lose it

For c!dream getting out of prison I see there being only two routes: 1. he’s worse by a lot more evil more fucked up or 2. He’ll be actually too fucked up/tired/traumatized to do shit. Either of which is gonna hurt the sever so I’m looking forward to it personally

Other real life things I think should be implemented into dream smp: jury duty, required 3 life insurance, dentsits, and OSHA

I do think the rebellion against c!dream (in the final control room) is really interrsting in that c!tommy/c!punz was about to organize a bunch of the server against dream? I know c!tommy has amazing puppy eyes tm but c!punz was able to organize a big group of people, half of them didn’t really have that much against dream (other than the l’manburg people) and were only there on more vague terms. Like c!hbomb and c!ponk really didn’t have shit against dream but still helped in getting him into prison

I feel like we’re always gonna have to reach a little bit and oh shit 1,000 words? Bruh half my classes require that and I have yet to actually right that much. it’s way easier with stuff you’re passionate about and with all the content dream smp has gives way more to analyze

[fipindustries]

Mottom Incubus Mammon Gog-agog Solomon (Sorry jadis and jaganoth but 5 limit and they've had less screen time)

dude you just made my day, what a good question to ask. i love the demiurges so much, i love their stories and i love their lore. we’re going to from least to best. i want to clarify before we begin, they are all fantastic characters and there is not a single one of them that i havent enjoyed immensly whenever they were on the page

jaganoth would have been last anyway, i know the comic implied there is more to him that we think and that he is not just a brute but that is all i’ve seen and that is all i care.

mottom is next. she’s just kind of a petty bitch with your typical sob story, without any larger philosophical motivations. also her powers are just kind of generic “i can do magic and have a flying fortress” and she got bitchslapped hard by cio and allison. she herself is aware that she is the lesser of the demiurges.

incubus vampire bowie is pretty cool and the fact that he started as some kind of feral hobo child is even cooler. just. the fact that this disgusting animal could become this suave, sassy, queer loan shark is hilarious to me. also him being this magical metaphisical loanshark is really cool. with all that said, the suave, seducting, sexy evil vampire is not particularly an aesthetic that calls to me as much as the other demiurges do

jadis i find more the concept of this character cool rather than the character itself. someone who saw infinity and his mind was broken. perpetually frozen and wanting to die but kept alive by his deranged followers. the mystery and the fact that we know basically nothing about this guy add points because of the intrigue, but it also takes points away because there is not really a character yet. i dont think allison and co will really even fight against the guy in the story. jadis also helps illustrate more graphically than any other demiurge how these are absolutely broken people, twisted by their desire of power, they all achieved immortality in different ways and all these ways were fucked up, and jadis’ more than most.

———[here we cross the line of absolute top tier, i can make arguments for why one is better than the otheer but they are all absolutely fantastic in their own ways]—————————————————————————————————

David Salomon it is no secret that kill six billion demons’ aesthetic is heavily inspired by asian culture, specifically its religious iconography. mainly hinduism and buddhism. and yet here comes david to represent the western cultures in throne. his blend of abrahamic with ancient greek is delicious.the fact that he is in some senses the leader of the demiurges much in the same way abrahamic religions took over the world.

the demiurges represent a lot of things, mainly the seven cardinal sins, but beyond that they show all the different kinds of corrupt authority out there. jadis is the cold academic stuck in its ivory tower, mottom is the overbearing abusive mother, jagannoth is the idea of rule of strength, etc. davir represents, above all else, the tyrannical god king. leto atreides II, the god emperor of mankind from warhammer 40k, the ultimate figure of lawful evil authority.

also he is just so smug

Mammon  purely as a character i think mammon is the best of the demiurges. i dont know why but his story as this lowley servant who once aeons ago dared look up to the sky and wish for more and who, aeons later ended up atop a mountain of gold soaked in the blood of his kind. that is enough to earn my heart, but then abbadon, the absolute madman, takes it one step further and once we meet him in hia infinite vault… he is just a senile old man, a poor pathetic creature who cant even remember why he cared so much about the gold he accumulated. and that would have been enough to rend me to tears BUT THEN, we get to meet this community of people, living peacefully in the vault of the dragon, and we find out that they are all would-be heroes and presunt dragon slayers who went up to the dragon, saw how pitiful this poor creature was and threw away their swords and decided to stay there and live in harmony, forever counting the endless gold alongside the monster. and to this i can only say:

VENERATE THE COUNT!

PITY THE DRAGON! IA IA!

Gog A Gog

Out—out are the lights—out all!

    And, over each quivering form,

The curtain, a funeral pall,

  Comes down with the rush of a storm,  

While the angels, all pallid and wan,

    Uprising, unveiling, affirm

That the play is the tragedy, “Man,”    

   And its hero, the Conqueror Worm.

i am shameless. i just waxed rapsodic about emotional arcs and philosophical motivations and at the end of the day im just a sucker for the clown girl. what can i say? that the concept of a girl who was so insanely envious that when she got eaten by a pile of worms her spirit somehow transcended into the hive and the worms began to consume all in their wake trying to become what they consumed is insane?

i could go on to explain how every demiurge is a universe conquering force of nature in their own right but gog a gog stands above all of them as the most universe ending of them all. if it were not for the fact that she’s insane.

i could talk about how characters that seem wacky and silly and stupid but deep down they hide schemes and machinations and a powerlevel to make the andgels yoke is absolute crack for me

i could even talk about how “the worm” has been across cultures the idea of the enemy, from the luciferan snake to the wyrm to the dragon, how worm culturally encompases both this lowly and pitiful creature and this world consuming force, this eternal hunger and youll be nothing but dust, dust such that the worm will pass you by.

but no. no.

i just fucking love clown girls. what can i say?

[hobidreams]

Hi Rain!! So sorry this feedback is kinda late, I just feel I needed to really do October 1865 justice cus it was hands down one of my favorites thus far!!! The whole thing, from beginning to end, was so thoughtfully written. Like when she finally dons the pink hanbok and is inspecting her appearance in the mirror and wishing her mom was there for advice/guidance really hit hard. Like she really is all alone in this great big palace with no family and minimal friends. And I find that I’m always

PLS DON’T APOLOGIZE & TAKE ALL MY LOVE INSTEAD AHHHHH 💖💖

rooting for our dear mc, she feels like an underdog to me. Quiet, demure, poised, low ranking, but incredibly sweet and giving. “So far, you’ve begrudgingly won a few scraps of respect from the male physicians, and it’s a start.” LIKE YES GIRL GET IT. And when Yoongie comes to her door to get her?!? The equivalent of a man getting out of the car and walking to your door to pick you up on your date. LOVED IT. 

WAIT I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT LIKE THIS BUT UR RIGHT LMAOOOO

And the description of his appearance was perfectly detailed- I can imagine exactly what he looks like!! Well done. He truly is “unfathomably handsome.” I especially enjoyed the lil tidbit of the two of them looking suitable for each other despite their marked difference in social status and rank. As if, at least for the night, they’ll look like they belong together. It warms my heart. I love that this Yoongi is still lighthearted with the way he jokes with Eunuch Kim. It’s so nice to see him like this, but continues to make me wonder what else happened to him to change him so drastically??? 

*slow, calculating laughter here* heheh i’m glad u enjoyed the clothing bits though! that’s one of my favorite aspects of the history to research :’)

Her excitement to see the Chuseok festivities is so palpable, and when she realizes “oh god, you just made the prince run” I WAS CACKLING HAHAH and the Jinkook appearace!!!!!!!!!! I WAS HOWLING. I love that you kept the basic appearance of the two from the mv. What a creative way to weave them into the story!!! “the bearded one looks about seconds away from giving the other younger man a good smack with the fishing rod leaning on the wall behind him.” HAHAHA SCREEEEEAM their competitiveness and banter is perfectly written!!! “Yah, you can take your beans and shove them right up your nasty sokgot… I’ll take two orders of each. Preferably not ones shoved anywhere.” I’M ACTUALLY DYING. The dialogue here is hilarious!! 

me: sobbing because humor is so hard & you are so kind T_T

And the way Yoongi passes off the treats to mc and Eunuch Kim!! And when they get mistaken as a couple by her mother’s old friend?!? CLASSIC. I’ve found that old ladies literally give no fucks. I had a patient who would thirst over the same co-worker that I did (and yk, fair, cus he looked like an older, taller JK) She was shameless about it and I wanna be her when I get older haha 

FDSLKDAFS MOOD I WOULD TOO HAHAHAA have u SEEEN JUNGKOOK LATELY??? that BUN? THE SHEER SHIRTS? im D E A D. PHEWW. but seriously old ladies never change, no matter the era HAHAH

ok, but one of the best parts is Eunuch Kim losin his cool over Chun-ja. The way he nearly drops his jeon and is soooo flustered has me so heart eyed for him. I’m so happy to finally be meeting this lucky woman who has ensnared our beloved Eunuch Kim’s heart!! And those letters?! Ugh, I am so fond of hand-written letters. They’re so nostalgic and personal and no one seems to do it anymore. 

heh i’m glad u like letters because-- oop i wont say anything more ;)

Don’t think I didn’t notice that Yoongi chose the bracelet she was eyeing. But are we gonna see him give it to her?? Or does he just secretly have it slipped into her room, cus that would be SUCH a yoongi thing to do. My favorite part though, if I HAD TO CHOSE, was probably the ending scene at the pond. I feel like this is the first time they’ve had the chance to have a REAL conversation. And how her theory that some things in the world are out of their control but can change in their favor if they never give up. Seems like it parallels their predicament perfectly. 

you may be the only person who’s picked up on that conversation FDASLJKAS but yes, it truly is ;-; i absolutely adore those quiet moments between the two of them & writing this one was... phew a ride and a half. there’s a lot of subtext there 🤣

But I need to know!!! WHAT DID THEY WISH FOR?! 

iono 🤭 (youll find out later)

Ugh sweet Yoongi is killing me. I love him, but damn knowing what he’ll become in the next few years has me heart broken. As always, well done Rain. What a chapter to come home to after a long weekend of work!! I’m so appreciative of your writing. Your page is always such a safe and comforting space. Your positivity and kindness really reinforce my idea that you’re a wonderful human being. I hate that you had rude ass anons leaving their trash comments in your asks. As King Yoongi would say, “they’re peasants!” fuck the haters, bubs, and keep shining. You’re a fantastic writer, and I hope that you keep writing what inspires you, and deliver it the way you want!! I know I’ve said it before, but I feel I need to say it again, but I LOVE the way you decided to present MLT. I LOVE the drabbles and the timeline. It’s unique and fresh and will always remind me of MLT. ILYSM, Rain!! As always, please accept all my love and adoration!

sighhh you are so so so lovely. thank you for taking all this time out of your busy life to send me this. it just warms my entire heart. please don’t worry abt my anons; they’ve actually been pretty nice!! i havent ever had a mean anon ever in my inbox or anyone purposefully being cruel in my comments so my frustration was more at seeing how my friends are contiuously disrespected for providing their FREE content. AGH. and they get rebuked if they reply with annoyance, which they deserve to do after being pestered over and over again!!! someone said they had 20 asks in their inbox asking for updates and AGGGGHHH !!! that makes me wanna tear those anons a new one. but anyway. it’s wonderful people like you that keep us going & i wish i had a better way of giving you my gratitude because it doesn’t feel like enough. thank you 😭💗 pls take this happy boy and i hope you have the fantastic day you deserve!!!!