#but it is darn hard to be cheerful sometimes. though i AM happy for my friend

[thebirdandhersong]

and that's friend number 4 engaged within this school year now 👍

[mikaze-discord]

Love letter project ♡

Sooo to celebrate the 4th anniversary of Shining live, I put together a project! I basically got a bunch of people to write a love letter for their favourite boy. Things like, why they like them, how they got to like them and what they like about them were all accepted!

The event was supposed to have 2 fans for each boy but unfortunately I was unable to get two for some of the boys. 

Under the cut will be the love letters for all of Class A!!! Please enjoy~ And thank you for all the people who participated in the event and taking the time to write the love letters out. 

CLASS A

OTOYA ITTOKI

From @ponzu-penzui:

Hello world! My nickname is Yuki, and I’m here to tell you about the sunshine boy that is Otoya Ittoki. The redhead of the series, Otoya is your seemingly a-typical sunshine in a mascot boy character. But, as we all know with these types, the sunshine isn’t as, well, sunshine as they seem. Or, if you didn’t know, well… spoiler alert I guess. Go watch the anime, or play the otome games, then come back here. Anyways, let’s get started on our journey, shall we? Through the rabbithole that got me here in the first place!

Otoya immediately became my best boy the second I saw him. I’m not quite sure what immediately got me at first, whether it be his red hair and eyes, his voice, or his immediate friendliness, but here we are. I should also mention that UtaPri was my first idol anime, so I was completely unaware what was going to hit me later. And, if you’ve watched the entire anime, you know where I’m going.

Season 4 was an emotional wreck. I cried at least twice. Did I have a newfound appreciation for Otoya after all that heartache? Definitely. Without spoilers, it was incredibly painful for me to watch, but I don’t regret it.

After watching the anime, I soon found out about the existence of Shining Live. So, with no other UtaPri content to binge, I started to play SL in late 2018. After playing for a little more than a year, I tiered in my first Otoya event (Heartwarming Snow Festival), and achieved my first top 200. Ever since then, I’ve tiered in every Otoya event, getting top 200, then top 100.

But, why do I like Otoya Ittoki even to this day? Well, I guess this is the time where I say that, after a certain point, I started to see bits of myself in Otoya. This led me to start to RP him, and, as you probably know if you’ve ever roleplayed a character before, I started to look at the miniscule amount of translated game content (many thanks to the Ohayaho Translation Team) for, well, more content. And content I did receive. Long story short, this only served to solidify Otoya as my favorite boy of not only UtaPri, but from all anime/manga/game content I’ve ever seen/watched. His cheerfulness may have been the first thing that got me in this rabbithole, but his backstory and how he managed to grow up pulled me in even further. And, I don’t think I will or want to get out anytime soon.

Next one from; Anon

As much as we all know our Otoya for how sweet and kind he is, there is so much more to him than just a precious smile. He is uplifting, cheerful towards everyone he meets. He has empathy and goes out of his way to make sure his friends are happy. Even so, Otoya has feelings that aren’t always happiness and smiles. He can feel sad and angry just like anyone else.

The reason I care and love Otoya so much is because he has shown me that I don’t have to always put on a smile. It’s nice to show off your pearly whites, but sometimes, it’s okay to be sad too. There are times in everyone’s life when they feel out of place and that they don’t belong. Otoya also felt this way and that’s perfectly okay. He’s still being the best idol he can be: The idol that Otoya loves the most.

MASATO HIJIRIKAWA

From Anon: 

Masato Hijirikawa. Why do I like Masato Hijirikawa? I like him to the point that it feels weird for me to even question why I do. He's just- a good boy. A great boy. I love him. As a joke, I'd usually say that it was his weirdly pretty, bowl-cut hairstyle that drew me to him, or I'd say that he caught my interest when I read that he was "very good with his hands" (wink wonk) in his Shining Live description, and while both of these reasons are still true, it wasn't until I started role playing him in an old server that I really started to appreciate his character more.

Masato, despite his aloof and almost "perfect" initial image, is a very relatable character. When he first arrived at Saotome (in-game) he wasn't necessarily seen as someone with a lot of talent to become an idol, which he acknowledged with grace and worked hard to make up for. He's humble despite his privileged upbringing and is incredibly self-aware of his flaws, which are sources of insecurity for him sometimes (a lot of times). Though it should be said that most of this insecurity stems from not having a lot of control over his early life, which is why it felt so gratifying to see him break free of his metaphorical chains to pursue his happiness without any doubts. He's a hard worker and is willing to accept criticism with open arms, not only for himself but for the people around him. Despite his traditional upbringing and nature, he's very receptive to change as long as it benefits both him and STARISH. He values the people he cares about more than anything, which is why he constantly strives to be a better version of himself every day, not only for himself but for the people around him.

Though his stoicism sometimes makes him seem plain or even "boring" to some people, he hides a warm, hidden passion within that's just as bright as everyone else's. Like the springtime bloom of cherry blossoms after winter, Masato shows his passion and love with no restraint to anyone who takes the time to understand him, and I can very much attest to this. I love him a lot and I hope to see more content of him, STARISH, and the others for more years to come.

NATSUKI SHINOMIYA

From uh....me:

HELLO I’m Z~ also known as the mod of the mikaze-discord/utapri-hcs tumblrs, as well as the organiser for the event! But enough about myself, let's talk about Natsuki Shinomiya.

When I first watched the anime as a youngin, I had already known about the games and their plots but had decided to try out the anime as well since I had nothing better to do.

Natsuki was actually one of my least favourite characters in the anime just because of how they presented him. I just...didn't care for him at all. He was just some random tall guy who loved hugs and almost murder…. Yeah.

I’m sure like most, I had a changing point. Originally, I was a Tokiya rper but...I was just unhappy with how my Tokiya was, I wasn't as experienced in rping with that server being my first rp server i was ever in. I didn't feel like I matched up with the others. I felt my Tokiya was just lacking something, substance maybe. Another person actually had a similar feeling and had changed their character from Camus to Syo and since we already had an Ai, I had just decided to go with the flow and complete the rest of the cute team. Best decision of my life. I’m so grateful for Natsuki and everything I associate him with. Without him, I probably wouldn't have made my tumblrs, I wouldn't have stayed in that server, I wouldn't have gone looking for other servers to rp in. I don't think I would be the same without Natsuki. I just find him so endearing now, he is just a lovable giant who happens to be able to be a disney princess. He is just so darn cute damn it. , just look at his Christmas card, his King card, quite literally just half his Shining live URs. Also, just like his songs just slap. Natsuki to me, is just serotonin. He gave me so many opportunities that I could have missed. I don't even think I would have started this love letter project without him if I’m being completely honest. I genuinely enjoyed all the memories I made as Natsuki. Thank you to Natsuki and to the Mikaze-discord for basically starting me off.

From Luke:

Natsuki was actually the very first character I encountered before I got into utapri. A friend showed a photo of him and told me that I'd probably be into this guy. She sure was right! After installing shining live for the first time and having a familiar face on the screen, I grew curious of him each day and just had to find out why was so attracted to him. The fact that I've seen him so many times in the past was haunting me, telling me that this man actually watched me grow up from a distance without even knowing his name. It sounds weird but I find it rather comforting for someone who doesn't want to be protected but isn't strong enough to defend myself alone.

The thought of having him there was enough to get me through the day and gave me enough reason to wake up to the next. I admit I may have adapted some of his habits after looking after his account for a year but that isn't a bad thing if it means that it would turn me into a much better person than I am now. I guess you could say we've grown together now in a sense, preserving the feelings and just living through the moment no matter how happy or sad it is. What's important is that we're not alone in all things we do and in everything we feel, there will always be someone there to keep us moving when we feel like giving up.

[novasintheroom]

Ooooo a fresh blog! Heyo there! So, my first request is some head canons, if you write them anyway, for the each of the turtles having a s/o who is usually the purest of beans. Like— she doesn’t get angry, usually shy when meeting new people, very humble, sweet and caring— but for the first time she does it’s like she realizes she’s frustrated and mad about something that happened during the day and it’s the first time she’s expressing it. the turtles notice her come in knowing something is off about her behavior when she’s usually so cheerful. Almost like “Sometimes it just makes me so�� it makes me so... so...! Angry!” But she actually gets super surprised with herself realizing she’s actually venting just to say she’s fine in the end after bottling up for so long. The turtles just looking at her and asking if she’s okay 😂 If that makes any sense.. sorry if it doesn’t.

Oooooo my first ask!! I’m so nervous and excited! I think I got the gist of what you’re getting at. Thanks for sending this in, it means a lot to me! <3

Leo

·         Honestly caught off guard when you come in steaming

·         Your calm and sweetness is something he loves and looks forward to – it’s hard being the firm leader in his family when everyone pushes back, so you’re a pleasant break from the arguments and sassy remarks

·         Not today

·         It’s loud in the lair – Raph and Mikey are doing something with a basketball and hula hoop that’s got Raph raging and Mikey screaming, Donnie’s got a power tool going on the truck, and Splinter’s Celine Dion music is blaring to drown it all out while he works on pruning his plants

·         Leo’s up in the concrete rafters with a book, glancing down every other minute to make sure Raph doesn’t kill Mikey

·         He would have completely missed you coming in if Mikey hadn’t thrown the ball toward the entrance

·         You dodge the ball before it hits you, but instead of laughing it off like usual, you throw a dark look at his brothers and beeline toward the dojo.

·         Woah, that’s weird

·         Avoidance of his family = big red flag

·         You didn’t even say hi to him??

·         Hops down and follows, waving off Mikey’s calls to you

·         Finds you in the corner of the dojo, bag thrown to the side and hands smoothing out the sand of his small zen garden

·         Feels a bit awkward honestly

·         Listen, he’s getting better at it, but he’s not the best at feelings

·         Especially girl feelings

·         He knows something’s up though, and he wouldn’t be a good beau if he just let you simmer

·         Spooks you when he asks if you’re okay

·         Darn those ninja skills, how is someone as big as him so silent?

·         You sigh and just say you had a fight with your roommate and that it’s fine, you just needed some quiet before you went to his family

·         Okay, coolcoolcool. He can work with this. He and Raph fight all the time! “What was the fight about?”

·         Cue explosion

·         “She doesn’t pay her part of the bills on time, and she has her boyfriend over constantly and I can hear them through the walls when they’re screwing because the stupid cheap apartment has stupid cheap thin walls, and she leaves her dishes everywhere even when I ask her to not be a slob, and the landlord is getting after me for her rent when– “

·         W o w

·         He didn’t think you knew any swear words, but the names you’re calling your roommate would make even Raph blush

·         Your rant goes on and on

·         Anytime he tries to suggest a solution you get angry at him like why can’t he just listen omg

·         He shuts up quick

·         Somewhere in the process he sat down and your head moved to his lap while you laid all your problems out

·         By the time you’re finished your chest is heaving and it’s been an hour

·         Leo’s scared to say something in case you go off again lmao

·         He just plays with your hair and hums while you calm down

·         Finally you look at him with wide eyes, “Wow, geez, I didn’t think I was that mad.”

·         He can’t help but laugh, “Me neither.”

·         Your smile is back, though, and that’s the best thing he’s seen all day

·         “You feeling better now?”

·         You say yes, and give him a good hug and kiss as thanks for his patience

·         He asks you to come to him if things start building up again

·         Seriously, start talking to him – I don’t think the poor guy can handle another explosion like that lol

 Raph

·         Raph knows anger

·         Does he know how to deal with it? Ehhh that’s hit-and-miss

·         But he knows it

·         So seeing your tense shoulders, clenched fists, grinding teeth when you walk in – he knows you’re angry

·         It’s a bit off-putting tbh – you’re the calm to his rage, the quiet touch to wind him down when something gets under his skin

·         What happened to make his quiet girl so mad?

·         Did someone say something about your family?

·         Or something about your outfit?

·         Did a skeevy guy try to touch you?

·         Did someone try to kiss you?

·         Okay, now he’s getting mad

·         Decides to take a page from Splinter’s book and pulls you aside to talk

·         “What’s the matter?”

·         You pull at your sleeves, looking anywhere but him

·         You just mumble you’re fine, and that you’re hungry and try to move to the kitchen

·         Nuh-uh, that don’t work with him

·         Catches you by the arm and gives you a look, “Somethin’s bothering you, and you’re gonna tell me what it is.”

·         “And what if I don’t wanna talk about it?”

·         “Tough luck.”

·         Your glare could curdle milk, but you don’t say anything

·         Alright, you wanna play it that way? He’s got three brothers he grew up with; he can get it out of you.

·         Hauls you up and tosses you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and takes you to his workout station

·         Ignores your screams of outrage and the beating fists on his shell

·         They’re like little kitten paw pats; he can’t help but smile at how small you really are

·         When he sets you down in front of a world-weary punching bag, he crosses his arms and waits

·         You’re red faced and snarling. “What are you doing?”

·         He raises a fist, and gives the bag a good punch – “That’s for when Mikey backwashed into my water bottle today.” He throws another punch, “And that’s for Donnie’s stupid snorts waking me up last night,” and another, “and now I’m back on Mikey’s backwash!”

·         He stops the bag’s swaying and gestures for you to take a turn

·         Realization dawns in your eyes. You look at your fist and throw a pathetic punch at it. “That’s…for my fifth plant…dying this week?”

·         He almost laughs, but nods encouragement

·         You punch again. “That’s for whoever stole my lunch out of the fridge at work.”

·         And again. “And for those kids who spit on that homeless guy!”

·         And again. “And for Gina’s face when she made fun of my teeth!”

·         Punch after punch, you let out your anger and frustrations that boiled over today

·         Raph’s impressed – not just with how much crap happened to you, but how long you held it in

·         You’re a lot stronger than he gave you credit for

·         He’s also a bit freaked at seeing the rage in your eyes

·         Is that what others see when he comes at them?

·         Yeesh

·         You feel a lot better after the session, if sheepish for letting so much anger show

·         But he brushes it off, “Hey, you see how I am. It don’t bother me none, sweetheart.”

·         He pinches your butt for good measure as you walk back to the lair and laughs when you punch him in the arm

 Donnie

·         The one that takes the longest to realize something’s up

·         He can’t help it! He’s busy making sure his family is safe and hidden! He’s gotta keep the firewall up-to-date from all the new viruses being put out, check the perimeter lasers so that no one sneaks up on them, change the oil in the Turtle Tank, and why is the computer sparking over here, he needs to ask Raph or Leo to come with him to get new parts at the junkyard, but if he –

·         Bumps into you and is like ‘oh. how’d you get in here’

·         Delighted to see you though! It’s like all his worries suddenly vanished when he realized ‘oh yeah! I have a girlfriend!’ and that’s you!

·         Missed you a lot since it’s been a few days since you could visit

·         Starts showing you all of the progress he’s made on certain things, asks you how school’s going, how was that group project you had, did you get that interview for work?

·         It’s your clipped and short answers that finally makes him take a step back and really see how you’re doing

·         You’ve always been enthusiastic about his inventions, even if you don’t completely understand every technical thing he talks about. He thought you guys were past the awkward conversations too.

·         Clipped answers are a big no-no – it makes him shrink inside, like his words and ideas don’t matter

·         Takes a few seconds to look you over – awkward seconds, ones where you look down and away and not at him

·         “Are you alright? Did…something happen?”

·         You take a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself, but then the words just start pouring out: “I’m sorry, it’s just, I can’t stop thinking about how my supervisors treated me the past few days. They scheduled me to work a triple shift! Without asking me! And I told them I had a date with you, and a million other things to do, but – “

·         You lay it out for him, apologizing every other minute for just putting this on him out of the blue, that you tried really hard to be happy coming to the lair but your boss just text you that you have another shift tonight instead of getting to hang out with Donnie, and –

·         Donnie sits you both down in a couple of chairs, his hands holding your own as you keep talking and venting

·         Rubs circles into your palm, eyes never straying from your own watery and frustrated ones

·         A breath out of the nose is the end to your rant, and you lean to put your head on his shoulder. “I just hate when people spring things on me! I just wanna stay with you and hand you tools to work on stuff.”

·         His heart warms at this, even if he’s sad at how sucky your job is

·         And it gives him an idea

·         He manages to hack into your work’s scheduling system and put your supervisors or fellow employees in your place for the night

·         Even sends out a text masked as your head boss to whoever he put, letting them know they’re on the job and that you had an emergency

·         You’re torn on this – those people had things they had to do too

·         But Donnie reassures you: “If they’re as bad as you say, then getting more people mad at them might just make them change. If not, we at least get to have our date night, right?”

·         Well, when you put it that way…

·         He gets a big, long smooch for pulling it off and for listening to you

Mikey

·         Listen, this boy is intuitive when it comes to emotions.

·         He kinda has to be with the type of older brothers he has lmao

·         Instantly knows something’s up by the sound of your feet coming down the tunnels – heavy, like you want to stomp them but don’t know how

·         He’s geared up though – his baby girl’s coming!

·         Hops off the couch and has the biggest grin for you when you walk in

·         Doesn’t even falter when he sees the glower on your face

·         Says something stupid to test the waters – “Woah, babe, I’m gonna have to call the cops – I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to be as fine as you are!”

·         Not even a smirk.

·         Okay okay. Obvi you’re not in a happy mood.

·         Man, he was hoping for a little blush at least!

·         Takes that heavy bag off your shoulders you’ve been lugging around all day and corrals you back to the couch

·         Grabs some sodas and a few chocolate bars from his hidden stash in the kitchen

·         He knows you need it more than him right now

·         Sits down and calls out to the lair that “we’re making out on the couch!!” Def keeps his family from coming in and interrupting lol

·         Isn’t even phased when you explode about your day – your coworker had it out for you, your professor told the whole class that your paper was what not to do if you wanted a good grade, etc. etc.

·         Mikey accents your day with “No!” and “He didn’t!” and “What a jerk!”

·         It’s cathartic to hear someone agree with you like that

·         He takes you in his arms when the frustrated tears start falling and you start to wind down

·         “It just makes me so angry, and I hate feeling embarrassed and…”

·         Rubs circles on your back to help calm you, just like his family did to him growing up

·         After a minute you’re better, and back to your sweet, happy self, if still a bit stuffy from the tears and snot

·         You’re surprised and apologize for your emotions, but he stops you

·         “Hey, everyone has their bad days! Sometimes you just gotta let it out, y’know?”

·         You give him a big kiss for being so sweet

·         Makes the day a lot better after that with the soda and candy and some video games

·         He’s a good turt <3

[hotpinkrathian]

Double Date

(Kyalin) (Korrasami)

“I still don't understand why you agreed to this." Lin grumbled while Kya buttoned up the neck part on Lin's dress.

"Because, Korra and Asami have been nothing but nice to us since we... made the announcement. And it's good for us, and them."

"I can't possibly comprehend how this much stress is good for me."

"Oh Lin, stop being dramatic and get the keys. We don't want to be late," Kya said, rubbing the back of Lin's shoulders briefly before grabbing a purse and making way to the door. Lin bent the keys to her palm and followed, still grumbling under her breath.

"Hey, look there they are," Asami whispered to Korra, who had enticed herself by making a tune from hitting knives on the glasses.

"Hmm? Oh look, is Lin in a dress?"

"I think so."

"Bolin would love this." Asami nodded in agreement and the two of them played it cool while the older couple took their seats.

"Good evening Korra, Asami," Kya smiled, placing her jacket in the back of the chair.

"Good evening," Asami replied with an equally gentle smile.

"Lin nice dress," Korra blurted, getting an elbow to the stomach from her girlfriend. Lin just stared at her, her arms crossed and the same unamused look on her face.

"So, do you two come to this place often?" Kya asked.

"It's our favourite, it's central too so that helps. Some days we are together from 9 till 5 and others we hardly see each other. We always seem to end up here." Asami explained, taking a sip of her water when she was done.

"Oh I get it, I can't tell you how many times I've had to go to the station to bring Lin home from work."

"It's not that often," Lin protested, weakly. Kya rolled her eyes and Asami stifled a smile.

"Kya have you been to the air temple recently?" Korra asked.

"I was there the other day, why?"

"I was just wondering how everyone was doing. They're not around as much anymore, I hate to admit but I kind of miss Tenzin breathing down my back." Kya laughed and flipped the page of her menu.

"Tenzin has the effect on people. While he's around you hate him, when he's gone you miss him. Everyone's doing good, Jinora has really stepped into her role as a master, and Tenzin thinks that there's another arrow ceremony in the near future."

"That's amazing! I'm so happy for all of them."

"And how about little Rohan?" Asami asked.

"Well, he was crawling like crazy when I saw him, so he's mobile."

"Any sign of bending?"

"Not yet, but they didn't know the others were benders until they were a little older. There's still time." A waitress came, an empty platter in hand and a pencil and paper ready to go.

"My name Karina, I'll be your server today, can I start you girls off with some drinks?"

"I'll just get a virgin Margarita, Cherry please," Asami said.

"Yeah and I'll get one of those, with the alcohol in Lime," Korra added.

"I'll get a red wine, whatever's cheapest is fine," Kya grinned.

"I'll go for a soft drink, anything's fine," Lin said.

"Alright I'll be back soon enough" Karina smiled before taking off for the kitchen.

"Virgin Margarita, ill never understand, Asami," Korra joked.

"Well someone's gotta take you home."

"I know, I appreciate it. Even though I tease you." Asami blushed, and tried to hide her face from Kya who watched them with a sloppy grin.

Lin observed her surroundings, she tried to do the small talk like Kya had asked, but it was hard, and awkward. Instead she avoided eye contact, happy watching the workers move about.

"Well anyway, I show up at the precinct, and Mako is standing outside, this look on his face and I knew things were bad. I ran inside and I kid you not I busted down the doors to her office, Lin had a knife wound up her side, it was bleeding all over. And you know what she says to me? 'Kya it's not a big deal'" The younger girls laugh and Lin looked over to them.

"Okay honey, you're exaggerating just a bit. It wasn't a "knife wound" it was a scratch that just so happened to be caused by a knife shaped piece of metal." Lin added. Korra and Asami laughed, and Lin smiled, just a bit. She fiddled with the straw of her drink, halfhearted you listening to Asami tell then about one of their adventures on their vacation.

"Hey Lin, you okay?" Kya asked.

"Hmm? Yeah fine. I'm just going to the bathroom, excuse me." She replied, ignoring the worried glances from the rest of the group. She made her way to the bathroom, her brow sweating as more and more people set their eyes on her. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier today. She was out, and an aggressive older man had targeted her, because of her relationship with Kya. And now the four of them, being out together, it didn't feel safe..She hadn't told Kya, she knew how the water bender would worry, but she couldn't help but keep her eyes peeled on their surroundings, just in case another jackass tried to approach her with bad intentions.  The bathroom was empty, thankfully, and she let herself relax by the sink for a moment. Taking in the silence and solitude of the room. It wasn't long before the door swung open, and the Avatar stepped in, desperate not to disturb the peace.

"Lin. You uh... good in here?"

"I'm fine Korra, go back to the table."

"See you say that, but something tells me I should stay."

"You're confused."

"Hmmm, try I'm confused. Well not me. You. You say: I'm confused."  Lin sighed and faced away from the younger girl, putting a hand to her forehead on a crossed elbow. "Did someone say something? Was it Asami she can get pretty talkative sometimes. I don't get it you know? She says I have a habit of unnecessary rambling but I rarely speak-"

"-Korra. Oh my god."

"Something is wrong." Lin sighed again, this time Korra can you to her, stepping into her eye sight. "Lin you can tell me anything. I'll even keep it a secret if you want." Korra grinned, not a happy grin, but one that instilled confidence in Lin.

"I was attacked today."

"Ok not where I thought this was going, but continue."

"Some old bigot, guess he caught wind of my current relationship status, and that was too much for him."

"Wait, he attacked you because of..."

"Yeah."

"Does Kya know?"

"No! She'd get all angry, wouldn't let it down."

"Oh. Well honestly Lin, I have to hand it to you, you have the tolerance of Avatar Aang. If it were me... I would've been really destructive."

"Well its not like I didn't do nothing, I just didn't do enough."

"Ever since people found out about me and Asami, it hasn't been as happy go lucky as it used to be. So many people are happy for us, but there's still a lot of people who make enemies of themselves. I'm the Avatar and usually that's enough to send them running but you, you're a person."

"I'm the chief of Police,"

"That makes it worse. Some people have a problem with woman in power, a gay woman in power is just unheard of." Lin felt the corners of her mouth curve into a smile.

"Thanks Korra."

"Are you ready to go back to the table?"

"Yes, I am."

"Thank the Lion Turtles, I'm starving."

"Here they come, it looks like Korra got through to her," Asami whispered.

"Well I'll be darned," Kya replied as Lin and Korra sat at the table. "You good babe?" Kya asked.

"Great," Lin replied with a smile, kissing Kya in the cheek. Kya felt herself blush, and she spun the noodles on her fork in hopes of it fading. She caught Korra winking at her from the other side of the table and she smiled, releasing a discreet laugh.

"Where's the waitress?" She asked after a moment, "I'm ready for another glass of wine."

"Hell yeah!" Korra cheered, beckoning the waitress and getting herself a beer and Kya another glass of wine.

"Just bring the bottle," Kya told the waitress before she could leave. "So," Kya started, "What are we drinking to tonight Korra?"

"We, are drinking to Lin Beifong. For being the best bad ass in the city!"

"I can get behind that!" Kya smiled.

"Same here. To Lin Beifong then!" Asami added, raising her glass to theirs. Lin smiled, and with the motivation from her peers she raised her glass too, getting much more enthusiasm then she deserved. They took a sip at the same time, Korra and Kya's lasted significantly longer, nearly downing their newly refilled drinks in one go.

"Lin," Kya attempted at a whisper, "I love you," Lin smiled, and not without a small shake of her head she looked at her girlfriend.

"I love you too."

"Okay Korra, you and Kya can hang out tomorrow. Sure, Lin can drink with you next time. No we aren't stopping at Mako's stop teasing him it's not nice." Lin laughed as Asami put a four drink Korra into the car.

"Come on," she offered her own arm to Kya who stumbled a bit out of the restaurant, catching herself on Lin's arm.

"Lin I have been meaning to tell you all night, that dress really works for you."

"Tell me at home."

"Oh I will," Kya replied, rubbing her hand down Lin's cheek.

"You got that handled?" Lin shouted to Asami, who nodded, putting both thumbs up.

"Do you?" Asami asked.

"It's my job," Lin replied, boding farewell to the inventor and her girlfriend. Lin got in her own Sato Mobile, Kya leaned against the window, gazing out at the city lazily. They drove insolence for a few blocks, before Kya sat up, looking at Lin with a surprisingly straight face.

"Lin I know you pretty well," she said, "I know you well enough to know something bothered you today. You don't have to tell me, I'm just glad you're okay." Lin smiled, and let Kya rest her head on Lin's lap while she drove, using one hand to stroke her hair. The rest of the drive was silent, except the sound of their breathing, at one point Kya's became so steady Lin thought she had dozed off, but then she felt the waterbender adjust her head so she was looking straight up at Lin. From the look on her eyes Lin felt as though she was reading Kya's mind, your so beautiful. Kya had never let her forget it, and although the words made Lin feel awkward, she couldn't deny the small spark of joy each time it was said.

[hotsayce]

The Lake

NCT fanfic - 3.4k - Gender Neutral- A group of friends go to their nearby lake to hang out:)

Warnings: Drowning is mentioned but don't worry! No one actually drowns, the narrator just can't swim and is scared. Sex is also mentioned. Alcohol.

Author's Note: This is written in first person but the narrator is referred to as Y/N. Johnny and Ten aren't THAT important in the story, it's mostly the narrator and Mark.

~~~

It was almost time.

My friends and I were getting ready to go to the lake for a celebration.

Though the only thing worth celebrating was that Mark was finally graduating high school. He was the baby of our group. Ten and I were both 20, Johnny was 22 and Mark was just 18. We all started being friends in high school, I met Ten in dance class and Johnny in chorus my freshman year. We adopted Mark during my junior year though. We noticed some random kid sitting alone at lunch most every day. Nothing wrong with that, I myself sat alone sometimes during my freshman year. But this was different. Another group of kids began to sit with him, we thought he finally found his crowd. Until one week, Mark's little table was empty. We just assumed he was sick or something, until it lasted the whole week. We didn't have any classes with him and we had never spoken to him so there was no way to know what happened. The next Monday, Johnny just so happened to stop by the bathroom during lunch and saw poor Mark sitting on the (disgusting) bathroom floor, crying and eating alone. Then he brought him to sit with us. The rest is history.

Not really, I've never had a history class with any of them.

But that brings us to tonight, I am just about to open the door to leave my dorm room when my roommate asks, "Where are you going?"

Dangn't. I had been trying my best not to wake them up but I failed. Like always.

"Just out with some friends." I answer in the most calm way possible.

Adrian isn’t a snitch or anything, I just don’t want them knowing my business. We were never really that close.

"Okay," They roll back over in their bunkbed, facing the wall.

I almost slip out of the door when they ask, "What time will you be back?"

"Before 5."

They roll over again. "Okay, just be more quiet when you sneak back in please."

They must be referring to the time I came in at 6 A.M. and my morning alarm started blaring. I kept trying to push the off button but my screen was too cracked for me to press it. They'll never let me live that down.

I slip out of the door and am on my way to the bathroom. I don’t need to think of a plan to get out or anything, my Resident Advisor doesn’t care if we leave during the night. Ten wouldn't have such an easy time though, I hear the advisor at his dorm is more strict.

I finally step outside of my building only to notice that Ten beat me here.

"How'd you get past your RA?"

He laughs. "It's easy to reason with someone you've slept with."

"Gross." I shove him to the side. Not gross, quite cool actually. I was very jealous. Ten's RA was drop dead gorgeous and the amount of times I asked him if I could sleep over to see if they'd stop by his room is far too many to count.

We were on our way to Johnny's place to go chill at the lake behind his house. He went to the same college as Ten and I but he lived at home with his parents. I would too if they were as loaded as his family, not to mention they live pretty close to school. A walk was only 35 minutes away which never seemed like much if you walked with other people.

Walking to Johnny's was normally silent when I went by myself but that was never the case with Ten. He always had some cool college story to tell, we were both juniors but his experience seemed much more interesting that mine. Whether he was spilling gossip about the dance team or who he'd been flirting with during his most recent seminar, it was always something eventful.

"What college do you think Mark will choose?" Ten asks.

Woah. That's a much different direction from where he normally goes.

"Why such a somber question to start the night? (morning actually) I wanna know if anything new has happened between Veronica and Tamika?" I try changing the subject. Veronica and Tamika were two girls in his dance class who had supposedly been best friends since their freshman year. Everyone knew they liked each other but neither of them had ever asked the other out.

"Seriously Y/N. What if he doesn't come to our school?"

"Well," I normally try not to think about what would happen if Mark left the country for college. "Then we'll video chat with him every week and text him all the time and he'll come home each summer."

Ten doesn’t look at me but I know that this is eating him up.

It'd been eating all of us up. Johnny, Ten, and I had all gone to GC State for our own separate reasons and we were hoping Mark would too but he had his eyes set on an arts school in Vancouver. He was born in Canada so it would mean so much to him to move back there for college but he didn't want to leave his friends (us).

"I just don't want us to split up. We were gonna be his older college buddies." It was dark out but I could still see the frown on Ten's face.

I put my arm around his shoulder. "He still has about a month left, we don't know what he's going to pick. And whichever school he does choose, we'll support him."

Ten sighs. "I guess your right. We don't where he'll go yet but we have to be happy for him."

I nod my head and continue walking beside him.

"Oh and Ica-Ika is never gonna work out." 'Ica-Ika' was a cute ship name Ten and I made for Veronica and Tamika. "Imagine being a senior in college and still being too nervous to confess to your crush."

I raise my eyebrow at him. "You're one to talk."

"Look. I've got one more year. Quit rushing me."

I laugh at Ten. He's had a crush on Johnny since high school but has never told him. At this rate he never will.

~~~

We finally arrive at Johnny's house. He has that type of house that you have to drive down to since it's off by itself. The three story ones with the huge yards. The house where everybody wants to be and where all the parties were. Not to mention the lake in the back. I was surprised when I found out that Johnny was an only child. Why would their family need such a big house if there were just 3 of them? But it's not my place to judge what other people do with their hard earned money.

Johnny's car is the only one in the driveway so his parents aren't home. Ten and I don't bother walking through the front door, we walk straight to the back and find Mark sitting in a lawn chair and Johnny standing right beside him.

Johnny had always taken a liking to Mark ever since he found him in the bathroom. Not in the cliché high school relationship type of way though, Johnny was not a creepy senior guy on the varsity football team and Mark was not an innocent freshman girl who had 'developed' over the summer. They were 4 years apart but the way they act, you'd think they were the exact same age. Except they don't look the same age. Johnny was tall (a giant really) with long brown hair. Between his extroverted personality and his beefy arms, he had all the girls, guys, and honestly anyone with eyes after him. Mark was... not like Johnny. He was much smaller with short black hair and I'm sure people would be after him if he wasn't so darn oblivious to everyone who wants him. It's like he was waiting for someone special to come along and ask him out but who knows when that will happen?

"You're finally here!" Johnny turned at the sound of our footsteps and came up to hug us. He always gave great hugs.

"Now the party can start!" I say while Ten and Johnny hug for a second too long.

Mark gets up to hug us as well and we make our way to the lake, although he lingers to walk beside me instead of with Johnny and Ten.

~~~

"Have you decided which college you're going to yet?" I glare at Ten from my chair and Johnny does the same.

"You haven't even gotten him to drink yet and you're already asking him important questions? What am I teaching you Ten?" Johnny takes another swig of his own glass of wine. He's the only person who would bring fancy glasses and expensive wine to hang out at the lake with his friends at 3 A.M.

"I can't drink yet Johnny." Mark says.

Johnny winks at him. "Riiight."

I laugh as I drink from my own glass. "There's no rush in your decision Mark. We'll be happy with whatever you choose."

Everyone was silent as we all thought about what Mark's decision would be. Our guess was as good as his.

"C'mon guys no being sad at our celebration." Johnny jumps up from his seat. "To the lake!"

He begins walking to the lake, Ten close on his heels cheering. I get up from my seat to follow them but notice Mark still sulking in his chair. He must still be thinking about college. No doubt he has exams soon, he has this big decision to add on top of it all.

I walk over to Mark and grab his hand, motioning for him to walk with us.

When we get to the lake, the rest of the guys rid themselves of their shirts while Mark keeps his on. I opt to keep my shirt on as well, I don't plan on swimming today.

"You're not gonna swim?" Mark takes his shoes off, preparing to get in the water.

"No, not today." I sit down on the dock and stick my feet in the cool water.

Instead of getting in the water like Ten and Johnny, Mark sits down beside me. "I won't swim either then."

There's no use in telling him to go ahead and swim. He hates for any one of us to be left out so he'll stay with me no matter how much I protest.

The sadness in Mark's eyes from earlier disappears once he looks at the lake. His expression when he looks at the water makes it seem like he's never seen a lake like this before. He's always loved coming here. Johnny would sometimes pick him up after school when he had the time so they could just sit here at the lake and talk about anything. It was like his safe place. He wouldn't have the lake in Vancouver.

"Were you being serious earlier?" The reflection of the moon is still in his eyes but the sadness is back.

"Serious about what?" I say as I flick my feet in the water.

"When you guys said you'd support me. No matter what college I go to. You won't leave like-"

"No Mark," I stop him before he can even finish. "We won't leave you. It doesn't matter how far we are, we'll always be friends okay?"

He doesn't say anything but I know he understands. Ever since those kids ditched him in high school, he's had trust issues about people leaving him. There were so many people that tried to be friends with him but he always pushed them away because he thought they'd do the same. Sure he talks to some people at school, but his only real friends are all in college. I can't imagine how lonely that must feel.

I try to lighten the mood. "Hey Buddy," I say jokingly.

"Oh no, not buddy."

I place my arms around Mark's shoulders. "You know you're getting older and your life is changing..."

He then rips my arm from his shoulder laughing, "What is this?"

I grab his arm once again. "I'm just trying to tell you about college because you're a growing boy."

"Are you trying to give me the talk? Because I've had it before."

I turn and face him. "You've had sex before?!"

"What no! I meant the talk!"

I sigh out of relief. "Phew. Good. I couldn't believe you had never told me."

We both laugh until it gets quiet.

"You never told me whether you've had sex before."

He was not wrong. Johnny and Ten talked about their 'partners' all the time but I've never mentioned it because I've never been with anyone like that. I've always been waiting for the right time but it was really just me being cautious and refusing to have my first time in a cramped college dorm. No one (near my age) had caught my interest and, unfortunately, Johnny never volunteered so I've just been saving myself up I guess.

"That is correct." I don't know what Mark is getting at but I just keep letting him talk.

"Well do you thin-"

Before he can finish his sentence, I feel a splash of water hit me. Ten and Johnny float in the water in front of us with two big grins on their faces.

"Hey spoilsports, come swim with us." Johnny hits us with another splash and Mark jumps in to go play with them. Thank God. I was not about to let Mark down and tell him that I won't have sex with him during his last year of high school. There is nothing wrong with Mark except for how he is basically still a child and as (or even more) inexperienced as I am.

The guys stay near my area so I can still splash them from sitting down. Except it's mostly them cheating because whenever I throw water at them, they just duck under the surface whereas I have to stay up here and get wet.

By the time we're done, I'm soaking wet and Ten and Johnny have swam out again. Mark almost joins them but swims back to me.

"How come you aren't swimming with us?"

The word 'swim' is incorrect in this situation. He knows I can't swim. Normally, when we go to the lake, I lazy around in a floatie but I just don't feel like it right now.

"Mark, you know I can't swim."

"Well yeah," He flips his hair back and unintentionally sprays me with more water. "But we all can."

I'm sorry. I think he's failed to understand the concept of 'me not being able to swim = me drowning.'

Before I can inform him of that, Johnny and Ten come swimming towards us with a weird look in their eyes. When they get up on the dock, they shake their hair out as well, getting me wet again and then Johnny grabs Ten's hand and begins leading him back to the house.

"Where are you two going?" I question and they just giggle.

"Johnny wants to show me his room." Ten smiles up at the older and they're still walking away from us.

Mark calls out after them, "But we've all already seen his room!" They keep laughing, hand in hand, walking back to the house to do who knows what except we all know exactly what they're doing and I curse them in my head for setting up such a venereal tone in the air.

"What are they doing?" Mark looks up at me with the most oblivious look in his eyes.

"Sex."

"Gross."

Again, not gross. Very jealous.

I wish the moonlight and calm lake were not making the environment so romantic right now. Not to mention the text from Ten that says, 'Don't bother us. Go bang Mark :)'

Although that sounds very tempting, I will not be a senior in high school's, first time. Or let him be my first time.

"I can hold you if you're still afraid of swimming." Mark's quiet voice interrupts my thoughts.

"What?"

"We were talking about swimming earlier. If you're okay with it, I can just hold you in the water. I won't let go."

I get another text from Ten. 'Don't see any banging yet :(' I look up to the window of Johnny's bedroom and see a silhouette of them standing there. Mark waves at them and I can't see that far but I can tell that they're smiling before they close the curtain.

I put my phone away and respond to Mark. "It's really okay. You don't have to do that."

He moves from leaning on the dock beside me to being right in front of me, laying his hands on my knees.

"I pinky promise you'll be safe. Please swim with me."

Once again, the reflection of the moon does me dirty, illuminating the sincerity in Mark's eyes. I can't say no. (I absolutely could but I won't)

I take a deep breath. "Okay." I don't bother removing my shirt since he didn't either. Mark places his hands lightly around my waist and begins pulling me down into the water.

"Don't drop me." I say. I've done this before but with Johnny and he's much bigger and stronger than Mark so I can't say that I'm not a little worried he won't be able to carry me.

Mark just smiles and pulls me down until I'm no longer on the dock.

My first instinct is to immediately flail because I believe I will sink all the way to the bottom of the lake but Mark's grip on me tightens, obviously noticing how my body tensed up when I got into the water.

"I got you." He doesn't let me go as promised and we stay close to the dock, my back against the wood.

"See. All safe."

Being in the water isn't as scary as I thought it would be. I'm glad Mark is here with me. And I'm glad that we didn't leave the dock, giving me the option to change my mind and climb back up if I want to.

"What are you thinking?" He asks.

I haven't spoken since I got in the water. Maybe it's the calmness of the lake itself or the fact that Mark is holding me, but I can't think of anything to say.

"Nothing really." I feel the urge to wrap my legs around Mark's waist but I fight against it.

"Well I'm thinking of us."

I smile, staring at the moon. "Yeah. I really enjoy hanging out at the lake with you guys every once in a while.

"No Y/N." I look over at him. "I mean us. This."

I shake my head. There's always been something between us but it was so minute that we never spoke of it. "There is no this Mark. You know that. We both know that."

"Do we really?"

The water around us seems so still. The only movement is from our too close together chests, rising and falling at the same time. My eyes drift to his lips and I can't help but wonder how they would feel against my own.

Mark notices me staring, closes his eyes, and leans in but right when our lips almost touch, I turn my head to the side. His lips graze my cheek which is better than nothing I suppose. As much as my heart wants to, I cannot kiss him and add on to the already long list of reasons he would rather stay here than go to Vancouver. A kiss would only hold him back even more and I know how much he wants to leave.

"I'm sorry Mark." I lean my head into the nook of his neck hoping he won't push me away after what I just did. I don't want this to be awkward but I tighten my grip on his shoulders, not wanting to rid myself of his touch just yet.

"I understand." I want him to pull my face back up and tell me all the thoughts he's had about us. I want him to try to kiss me again, and this time I may kiss him right back. But he doesn't. Instead, his hold on my waist never loosens or falters even though I know his arms and whole body must be tired from swimming for so long.

I hope what we have won't falter either.

~~~

Sometimes when Mark calls me and I hear everything he's been doing and everyone he's been talking to, I wish I would've kissed him back at the lake. The people in Vancouver sound really pretty. And he always sounds really happy. What would've changed if I did kiss him? Maybe he would have went to college here and then we could be a cute couple like Ten and Johnny. But there's no telling what would happen. I just know that I'll always have a best friend halfway across the world.

But hey, there's always summer break.

[coolkat122]

Twisted Teeth: Vampire Gaara x Reader Chapter 1 Part 2

"What is it?" 

"I need to be getting home before my family begins to worry" I started packing up all of Jiraiya's things that I borrowed and placed them back where I had found them (probably), and begin making my way toward the door.

"I'll be back sometime soon to check up on you!" I rushed out the door, heading for my wagon, full speed ahead on home.

~~~

When I got back no one was the wiser as to what happened and that I was even out so late, they all assumed that I did the smart thing and found a safe place to rest for the night.

My mother and father were so relieved that I was alright and questioned me relentlessly on how the mist villagers treated me, I laughed it off as best I could and assured them that there wasn't any need for concern.

Other than the obvious caution I needed to have around that man everything was more or less fine, the trade went well, I never came upon any bandits or beast along the way (you know other than the vampire but I left that out).

They became calm and my father exclaimed that this would be the last time he would ever be sick again so that I wouldn't need to do dealings like this for the rest of my life ever again.

I felt kinda bummed about it cause it was kind of fun but I wasn't too stressed out over it for the previously mentioned reasons, that I am not a traveling type, I prefer to do business in the comforts of my own village, so I just smiled and humored my father while my brother bombed me with questions like.

"What was it like? Did you see anything "weird", was it really bloody like their second title suggests? Did you meet Zabuza" I answered my brother's questions though my responses weren't as interesting as he had hoped.

"Misty, define "weird" and no and thank the heavens no" His shoulders drooped and his head hanged a bit low as he ew'd himself away to go finish his chores.

I held a small smile on my face, happy to see his cheerful little face again though a little sad that I couldn't provide him with the exciting tales he wanted (not really because that would be I saw messed up stuff that I am much better off without). 

"I'm going to go rest a bit then I'll be ready to help with the shop," I told my parents who encouraged me to take the day off instead. 

"Aw, but Dad never takes the day off when he gets back..." I whined but they were harder to move than a boulder on this so I let it go.

I sighed with defeat as I went to my room to get undressed and take a quick nap.

~~~~

After such a fulfilling nap, I then deiced to take a walk around the village and hopefully meet up with some friends... and perhaps Naruto.

My face flushed at the thought of seeing my long time crush, I started to wonder if maybe I should have dressed a bit up but then realized it has only really been like a day since he last saw me, there wasn't really any need to make it into something fancy.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" I stopped in my tracks, happily turning to face that loud booming voice in the source of its origins, as my goofy blond friend came jogging up toward me.

"You're finally awake!" He said with a cheerful smile, that was just beaming with those shiny pearls of his, I shot back one of my own as I replied back.

"Yeah, wait you know that I was napping? When did you find out I was back?" His smile became more mischievous as he looped me in for a side hug before placing his arm around my shoulders.

"Come on you know how your brother talks, I found out you were back within like three minutes? Upon your return though when I got to your place you were already resting so I had to wait to welcome you back" Naruto happily responded still keeping his body close to mine.

If I had known he was going to visit me so soon, I would have stayed up a bit longer, darn it all! I did my best as to not blush like a fool after hearing his response but it wasn't easy given how sweet I found it to be.

"You know I wouldn't have minded you waking me up, honestly I feel like maybe I napped for too long, I wasted half of a day when there's still so much I would have liked to have done on my day off" Naruto's smile brightens.

"It's your day off?" I nodded before answering verbally.

"Yeah, but I wanted to return to work as soon as I finished resting, though the folks had other plans" moving his arms off of my shoulder and instead deciding to take my hand into his, Naruto beamed.

"Then you should come to Ramen Ichiraku* with me" I was still hungry from the trip and hadn't grabbed a bite to eat yet in hopes of meeting Naruto there at the shop, so I was happy to see how well this worked out for me.

"I would be delighted to join you" His eyes became a brighter shade of blue as he proceeded to guide me to Ichiraku with our hands still linked together.

Teuchi the ramen shop owner and his daughter greeted us happily and didn't fail to mention that they were happy to see me back so safe and sound, before taking our orders.

While we waited Naruto struck up a bit of a conversation with me regarding my trip.

"So how was your trip to The Mist Village? You didn't run into any trouble did you?" Worry was shining in those blue eyes of his as he stared at me waiting to be reassured that everything went smoothly.

"No, thank God, my trip was decently pleasant, nothing really concerning happened during the trip there and back, everything was handled about as well as one can hope in business" Naruto nodded, thankful to hear that my trip was a safe one.

"You know... I would have gone with you if you had told me you were heading to the Mist village"

"In fact, he almost went anyway when he heard from your brother that your father got sick so you were takin care of business in his stead" Ayame (Teuchi's daughter) teasingly joined in on the conversation as she placed down our orders.

Naruto's face became bright red as he shot off excuses for why he was planning to follow after me on my business trip while I could only smile and stare at how cute I thought he looked and how touched I was that he cared so much.

"As much as I would have loved some company on my little trip, I'm glad you remained here, you already have enough on your hands as is with working hard to be Hokage, you know" Naruto shook his head as he gazed at me seriously. 

"All of that can wait! I've been to the Mist Village before and though it's calmed down some, it's still got a lot of ways to go before it's visitor-friendly"  My heart couldn't help but leap and bounce upon seeing how concern and worked up Naruto was over me.

It was all so sweet and very touching that I couldn't help but feel joy, however strange that might sound, my face became red and I took his hand in mine and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, though I really wasn't sure if that was smart.

"Thank you for your concern, now that I know this, next time I would be more than happy to have you come with me" Naruto's face was redder than mine once it dawned on him that I had kissed his cheek.

"A-alright, good...l-lets eat before our food gets cold" I nodded and happily ate my food beside Naruto though sadly once I was done, I had to go. 

I had just remembered that I was supposed to pay the vampire a visit, having enjoyed Naruto's company so much I had forgotten all about the vampire for a while. 

"Are you sure you can't spend any more time out with me?" His blue eyes gazed at me like a sad puppy but I had to remain strong.

"Yes, I am... Though I'm off work for the day there are still some chores that need to be done, I'm sorry" Naruto shook his head with a small smile sadly playing upon his lips.

"No, it's alright, we'll just hang out some more later, see ya till then" Naruto waved, walking off to do whatever he had planned I suppose.

While I had the pleasure of trying to find something I think of what to do with my vampire "friend", it was a little too late for hunting and I didn't quite like the idea of giving him my own, so I was at a lost on what to do, but.

I still went to visit him as promised just empty-handed since no one had fresh enough caught meat with blood in it at this time.

~~~

"I'm so sorry that I don't have anything for you to eat, I overslept once I got back..." The vampire was still so unreadable that it worried me as to what he might be thinking.

"...it's alright, I'm not so hungry that I will go berserk but I will need to feast some time soon" I nodded, feeling super thankful that he was so calm and understanding while making sure to take note on his warning.

"I promise I'll have something for you tomorrow" Sea-green orbs were locked onto me as the person they were attached to maintained his signature blank expression.

Not going to lie, I wasn't a fan of his unreadable expressions, it made it hard for me to feel comfortable around him, I wish that his eyes would give away his thoughts and feelings like the day earlier today.

"Well... time to change those bandages" I tried to say as cheerfully and upbeat as possible, so that I could appear unfazed by him but... I was not successful. 

I went to where I remember placing everything as I felt the vampire's eyes following my every movement... kinda creepy but I suppose understandable enough as to why they were on me, with not much else for him to be doing.

"Some of this might sting, so sorry in advance" I applied the ointments and carefully treated his wounds that were not as healed as I was hoping, I was told that vampires healed at alarming speeds that greatly surpassed humans, I wonder when exactly was that going to kick in? 

"May I ask as to why do you even care so much as to dress and bandage my wounds? Surely you must feel that you've done enough, so why go through all of this unnecessary trouble?" This again? I pretty much answered this question of his earlier didn't I?

"I haven't completed my job until I feel that you are healthy enough to take care of yourself"

"...but you don't need to, what's in it for you for when I recover? Are you hoping that I'll reward you with eternal life? I can do that right now if you wish, it would save us the trouble, I'd been fully recovered and you'd have what you were after" I didn't mean to frown and scoff the way I did upon his offer as I did.

I didn't want to possibly offend him with such a reaction, but unfortunately, my body speaks quicker than I think, "I don't want your eternal life, something like that doesn't interest me in the slightest, I just want to help, that's it though I'm sorry, that doesn't include drinking my blood if that's what you need to heal, I'll gladly hunt a rabbit or something in the likes for you tomorrow as promised" 

"Why? I'm afraid I don't understand as to why would you just help me with no desire for a reward" I frowned concerningly as I tried to remain understanding of his confusion. 

"Because helping someone in itself is it's own reward... so long as that someone doesn't try to harm you or anyone else afterward" I shot him a hopeful look as I strongly hinted at him possibly becoming a good vampire and leaving humans alone.

Though as expected he went silent and his face was as unreadable as ever... could he please see that I'm uncomfortable with not knowing what's going on in that brain of his, please, and toss me a bone?

"Is that what you wish?" My eyes widen at this question as I thought over my response carefully.

To be continued ➡️

[rixxy8173571m3w1p3]

The Happiness Brigade

I'm trying to write a new fic a week while I'm working on my longer wips. I used prompt 43. “God, I love your face.” from @writings-of-a-hufflepuff Prompt List #5. I love using prompts because I think it makes small fics more interesting. Honestly, didn't know what I was going to write at first. All I had was the fic title and prompt and now here's this. Hope you guys enjoy it.

In this fic the reader tries to bring Rick a little happiness in an unexpected way.

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For a man who carried sunshine in his smiles and saw positivity in every corner, he seemed to be having a hard time holding on to his joy when particular events triggered him. Today you two had planned to play a board game along with some snacks but he was distracted. Whenever you mentioned that it was his turn, he'd snap out of his ruminations long enough to make his move, roll the die, and pick a card, but otherwise, his mind was somewhere beyond your reach. You made comments on his state of dress and on how the recent weather was treating you, but his answers were brief. You studied him, finding that outwardly he was fine; there were no bruises, scratches, burns, or cuts that could be accounted for, and his hair was well-groomed except for the usual few hairs which stood up straight on the top of his head. 

Perhaps it was the usual again. Wondering what might be the best course of action, you took a glance at one of your decorative pillows and suddenly thought of a quick plan, but decided it could wait since you were winning the game.

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Deciding it would be best to keep him busy for a few minutes while you gathered what you needed, you asked if he could check the water heater in the basement because you were getting lukewarm water instead of hot as of late. And when the coast was clear, you pulled out a box of beanie babies as well as a few of the large stuffies from your bedroom. You popped your head out into the hallway to see if he had come out, but it seemed he was still trying to fix the water problem. 

Carrying a box as quietly as you could, past the basement doorway without his notice, you set about dumping your stuffed animal lot on the couch, set them up, and lined them up to look as though they were clapping; for the most part, they seemed cheerful. Then, grabbing a few more of his favorite snacks from the pantry, you poured them in a bowl and grabbed some cat ears from one of the drawers, and waited for him to return. 

When he did return a few minutes later, he wiped off his hands on a rag, content on a job well done, you greeted him with your best of smiles and with a raised brow, he wondered. "Are we playing ch-charades now?"

"Not exactly. Why don't you take a seat and I'll explain."

"Placing the rag in his pocket, he studied you and then at the stuffies before settling his eyes back on you. His eyes lit up with a hint of amusement, and you took this as a good sign. You continued. "First of all, thanks for checking the water heater."

"N-no problem. It turned out that one of the pipes needed to be replaced. Since I had the sufficient part, I portaled to my garage to go get it."

"What would I do without you? Is there anything you can't do handsome?"

Scratching the back of his neck, he was feeling a bit sheepish because of your comment. "There's a-a lot of things I can't do. For example, I don't know how to get rid of tumbleweeds. Though, neither does the USDA."

What tumbleweeds had to do with anything you didn't know, but you had a sudden urge to watch a western. Funny huh? "Either way, you're still very talented."

You rose from your chair then and he thought to do the same, but you said. "No, you don't have to get up. I just want to show you something."

You'll never get tired of how obvious it was that he followed your every move. It both tickled you and thrilled you. Taking a seat on the armrest of the couch, you picked up a teddy bear and waved its arm at Rick. "Hello there."

Not sure what you were about, he couldn't help but smile a little and wave back. "H-hello."

You were no expert in ventriloquism, but you enjoyed funny made-up voices as much as the next person. You continued in a cutesy voice. "I'm teddy and I'm going to cheer you up. My friend here, "in which you were referring to yourself. "she asked us to come here and keep you company because she thought you were a little sad. Are you sad?"

Wide-eyed, he nodded. "I am a-a little."

"It's okay to be sad sometimes, but never forget that we are here for you. Me, her, and your happiness brigade."

From behind one of the pillows, you pulled out a pair of miniature cymbals and clashed them together. Rising from where you were sitting, you opened the arms of the teddy and offered it to Rick. With your own voice, you softened. "Do you want a hug from teddy? He's really soft." 

With a gentle fondness, he accepted the teddy and gave it a big squeeze. "Gosh, I guess I can't get anything past you, c-can I?" 

"No, but you don't have to hide your sadness. I'll be here if you need me Rick. And so will the happiness brigade. Though, if you only want a hug from me or teddy, then that's okay too."

"Can I-I have both?"

Removing your kitty ears and placing them on him, you gave him a tight squeeze. “You can. God," you giggled. "I love your face. I love how expressive it is and the expression you make when you're unsure if it's okay to ask what you're entitled to. It's too darn cute, but make sure you don't show that to anyone else, or they'll immediately fall in love with you."

"Th-that's impossible."

"How so?"

"Because I only want t-to belong to you."

"You already do, but that's a secret between you, me, and teddy."

Fin

[kcatta-wodahs]

Hey there :3 May I request a matchup🙈? I'm a 5'6 tall, queer, chin long dyed red haired girl(she/her) and you can call me Karo if you need a name :p I don't really care if it's a single pairing or a poly one as well as the kind of relationship (platonic/romantic/sexual), but maybe a romantic one would be sweet🤔 I'm a INFP and was born under the sign of Pisces and I think the stereotype fits me pretty well lol. I don't think I would describe myself as clingy, I definetely need my space (part1)

and me-time, but sometimes it's also nice to have someone who will drag me outside to do stuff or socialize if I'm isolating myself too much or another depressive episode seems to creep up on me. I think they need to understand, doesn't matter if it's a platonic or romantic relationship, that sometimes I can't give them much(time etc) and that that's nothing personal and that they're still very important to me. Hmmm I think I would prefer my relationship like I like my fanfics hehe, slow burning, like first get to know each other, (enemies to) friends to lovers is just *chefs kiss* for me <3 I really love to draw and sing, to dance too, I like to spend time in nature and with animals, help them too. But I also like adrenaline rushes, like rollercoasters, cave exploring, bungee jumping, exploring lost places etc, I would say I'm almost up to anything if it's exciting or interesting, but I definetely like just chilling and watching netflix, playing games or watching Vine compilations or crackhead satire twilight tiktoks(which is tbh the things I do most of the time until someone drags me out). I love making others laugh with just random outbursts(thats pretty much my humour, just randomness and gen z memes). I try not to judge anyone for anything and be open for all kinds of stuff, except for like non-negotiable things for me like racism, homophobia, sexism etc, like, full offense but I have absolutely a zero tolerance for that. I also get very emotional very easily, doesn't matter if it's something not so important like a touching movie scene(so many things make me cry so easily haha) or like in an argument. I really have a hard time argueing, I hate it SO much, I either try to avoid conflict(and run away like a coward lol) or if it's really something we have to discuss I sometimes need time and space in between(not the best under stress talker/thinker), but if the other side is being calm and considerate then I think I would be fine too Oh almost forgot,I love cuddling(definetely also platonic)and am not afraid to just throw myself at my friends/lover/s I am getting better at not caring about what others think, but sometimes I'm still pretty insecure about everything(my actions,my future,my appearence..),but my motto is fake it till you make it,so feck other people,I can do whatever the hell I like and nobody's gonna stop me hehe😈🙈 Soo yes,I think that will be enough😂Thank you for your time and effort👐💕👐

A/N: I promise you fake it til you make it is 100000% good strategy and also i see feck are you from ireland

I pair you with.... The Attic Sandwich!

Beel and Belphie would be perfect partners for you. The two of them balance each other out in many ways, and you fit right into that. They value the connection between them and because of it they don't expect to always be around each other. This connection extends to you. Beel takes you out to all sorts of places (usually ones where there's unique food) and would definitely have fun with some adrenaline rushes. It makes him forget about his hunger for a bit. Belphie is absolutely there for your sense of humor and he's very good at watching your depression and arranging something to cheer you up.

More Below the Cut!

The plot of the first 20 chapters is what really gets you close to these two. (Spoilers for that follow and in the last three bullet points) Beel opens up more and more to you, and just absolutely falls for you. Belphie gives us that sweet, sweet enemies to lovers trope. He becomes curious about you, especially with how smitten Beel is, and ends up falling along the way.

THIS is the cuddliest group to ever cuddle oh my goodness when you want snuggles you will have them

They adore just relaxing with you. The three of you become a pile on the couch while watching movies or other videos.

Beel will watch you scroll through tumblr while he engulfs you with his arms. Belphie somehow worms his way into yours and alternates between sleeping against your chest and watching your screen as well. You hear an occasional snort of laughter from him.

Beel is very emotionally intelligent, so he can quickly determine your mood and what he can do to help.

Belphie encourages you to break out of your shell and be yourself. He's very blunt about his opinion of other people lol

He finds himself staying awake longer with you just so he can hear you. He thinks you're hilarious, honestly, and loves talking with you.

When you throw yourself at Beel he catches you. He big and strong and loves affection from you. but also this happens https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIhl1cW9Me8

Belphie thinks its the funniest shit he can't breathe

If you do it to Belphie honestly he just stands there - either to let you fall or cling to him like a koala. He looks so Done but I promise he loves it. He laughs at you either way. He saves hugs and cuddling for when laying in bed or sitting. Too tired to hold you.

They both understand needing space, and will often just go off and do their own thing. They have complete faith in your feelings for each other, and will never doubt that you love them.

At least not for needing alone time - Belphie has lingering guilt over plot but he tries to make up for it by protecting you.

The others in the house can't help but be reminded of the trio they were with Lilith as angels.

While it still hurts to remember, Beel and Belphie feel almost as if they've come home around you. A part of them that was lost is found again. 

Snippet!

Cleaning day is nobody's favorite, but least of all Belphie's. Too much work. Just don't take ou your stuff and then you don't have to clean it later, right? The problem to him seems to be all the time people spend awake and he shouldn't have to deal with it!

But cleaning day is a little better with Beel and Karo. With their laughs and energy. Usually seeing other people so active drained him, but not with those two. He watched as Karo danced around the room to the music she had put on, while she and Beel tidied up. It was frankly adorable, and best of all: Belphie wasn't expected to join.

He was happy to watch. He watched as Karo spun into Beel's side, surprising him and causing him to stumble before he laughed and swept her up into a spin together. He watched as Beel picked Karo up with ease to put something on the top shelves of the room. He watched Karo find pillows in all the nooks and crannies of the room, and he huffed and whined when she threw each one at him on the bed.

Belphie was on snack duty. In exchange for the two helping him with cleaning day, he was expected to provide the rewards. This was not a small feat when Beel was involved, but it was far better than cleaning.

"Hah! The closet is done!" Karo declared, brandishing her feather duster. "Snack us, Belphie!"

He couldn't help but chuckle. It was an awful phrase. Silly and stupid, but Karo's enthusiasm was just so contagious. 

"Good job. C'mere," he told them, reaching to his hoard of treats.

Karo practically jumped onto the bed, grinning at him, while Beel was close behind looking very expectant. Belphie hid the curling smile of his lips by lifting up a large bag. "The closet is the biggest monster of them all - so for defeating it, you two get this."

Karo gasped and Beel's eyes gleamed. "Oh, those are my favorite..." he said, already reaching out.

"Ah-ah," Belphie pulled the bag back, to be met with a pout from Beel. "You'll eat them too fast for Karo to get any, so we're gonna do something different."

"Different?" Karo asked. 

Belphie smirked and opened the bag, which led to a very audible tummy rumble from Beel. He and Karo couldn't help but laugh. He pulled out a snack - just one - and held it up. "Karo, say 'aaah'." 

She beamed at him and opened her mouth. "Aaah!" Belphie tried really hard to keep his blush down as he dropped the snack in her mouth. She was so darn cute about everything. 

"Now you give one to Beel."

"Just one?" 

"Just one," Belphie agreed, smirking at the pout.

It didn't last long though, as Karo held up the snack and said "aaah" to Beel. He eagerly opened his mouth for the treat, but shocked himself by blushing heavily once she leaned over to feed him. Karo didn't comment, but seemd to be rather proud of the fact.

Belphie fed her another, and she followed up with Beel - but Beel took her hand after stealing the snack from her fingertips. He couldn't help but kiss the palm of her hand. "You're... so cute," he mumbled. "I like this."

"I thought you would," Belphie said, pleased with himself. "Karo?" he held up another. 

She went for the treat, but instead he pulled it away, holding it above his head. "Beel gave you a kiss, don't I get one too?"

Karo paused and blinked before laughing and leaning in. "You're adding new rules," she told him. 

"Never said I couldn't," he answered, giving her a light peck on the lips before presenting her with the treat. The look of satisfaction in her eyes made his heart pound, and he could tell that Beel's was just as busy.

"My turn," Beel said quickly. Whether he meant for a snack or for a kiss... well. We shall see.

[fierte-verte]

Hi! Can I get a male marauder’s era ship? I’m a Ravenclaw, I’m 5’10, curvy, with wavy brown hair and glasses. I’m an ambivert. I am very passionate and usually get super into new hobbies all the time (though sometimes too much and I burn out). I have a good sense of humor, and will laugh at anything. I have OCD. I love to learn and am very curious about the world. My goal in life is to learn 7 languages (I already speak English, French, Polish, and Spanish). I also want to be a doctor. Thanks!

Hi love! Of course, I’d be glad to💙 

So I ship you with... James Potter!

* James and you meet each other on the Express in third year

* You like his jolly personality, and he your inquisitive nature

* He’ll tease you about asking so many questions

* “Curiosity kills the cat...Although I suppose you are more like a puppy”

* James will catch you hovering over maps and dictionaries all the time

* Naturally, the Marauders’ Map is your genius idea

* You’ll also come up with secret codes in Polish and Spanish for the Marauders to use

* He finds your fluent tongue very attractive

* “One more word and you may just sweep me off my feet”

* You plot some of his best pranks, all harmless ones of course

* But you also know to reel him in when it’s too much

* He picks up a lot of hobbies from you

* From billiards and baking to puzzles and wood carving

* They help him to be calmer and more level-headed 

* He notices that you get burnt out quite easily, both academically and socially

* So he gets you treats, music boxes with calming music, and gives you some alone time to recharge

* When he starts playing chaser on his team, you help out Madam Pomfrey on the pitch

* “Keep up the good work, you have the fine makings of a medi-wizard”

* You’ll get angry when James injures himself in games

* But forgive him the moment he starts to look at you with those darn puppy eyes

* “I’m sorry love, promise I’ll be careful next time?”

* His inability to comb his hair can really get to you 

* And Sirius watches as you chase him around madly with a comb 

* “It’s fashion, it’s supposed to be messy!”

* Dumbledore sees how well you work together and appoints you two head girl and boy

* Nights of patrolling the halls, hands brushing against each other’s

* James starts to drop hints here and there, flirting casually

* Lingering stares, flushed faces, hugs that are almost too friendly

* You reciprocate, and it’s really just a game of push and pull 

* Remus catches on and simply winks in amusement

* You steal his glasses to read whenever you’ve lost yours 

* He pretends to be annoyed but everyone knows he likes it

* “You’re sick, prongs, love-sick”

* The sappy boy makes his shocking confession on Valentine’s Day

* Completed with floating balloons and a mispelled cake

* He sees some icing on your lips, swoops in, and kiss!

* You’ve never been more embarassed and happy in your life

* James tries to spoil you rotten every change he gets

* And you try very hard to tone down his cheesiness

* Even after months of dating, he still uses the corniest pick-up lines

* “Are you a bludger? Because I’ve been knocked out”

* When he’s upset, he likes to hog all your attention, whiny pouts and incessant need for cuddling

* He can be incredibly childish sometimes, but will never fail to cheer you up on a gloomy day

* You do end up teaching him French, which he uses a lot to woo you again and again

* He finds stability with you, and you support from him

* “Who would’ve thought? James Potter, finally settling down”

[kimjongdaely]

The Art of Sin [Chapter 4] [M]

Gang!AU, Racer!AU, Tattoo Artist!AU

Pairing: Chen x Reader

Warnings: Language, violence, sexual situations, vandalism

Summary: He’s an artist. He does it all for the ‘art.’ Tattooing. Racing. Sex. All because he thinks they’re beautiful. There’s no one here that doesn’t know his name, because it’s everywhere. On every graffiti-filled wall, every tattooed skin, every cheer of the crowd. His name is there somewhere, because it’s all his—this world. And when he lays his eyes on you—well, he’s never seen anything more beautiful. And he’s going to make you his masterpiece.

Chapter 1│Chapter 2│Chapter 3 [M]│Chapter 4 [M]│Chapter 5 [M]│ Chapter 6│Chapter 7│Chapter 8 [M]

You blink, groaning at the light that streams in through the curtains. You roll over, snuggling deeper into the sheets, refusing to get up just yet.

You hear a soft chuckle, warm lips that brush your forehead. “Awake yet, princess?”

Your eyes snap open, for a moment being unable to recognize the voice. There’s a gentle smile on Chen’s face, a little amused as he watches the confusion, then realization flash in your eyes.

“I’m awake.” You mumble, feeling suddenly embarrassed, painfully aware of your nudity—and, well, his. There’s no reason to be embarrassed though, you remind yourself.

“I’m going to go shower.” He says, getting up and stretching. You avert your eyes, feeling your cheeks heat. You’re only able to hum a reply before he heads into the bathroom, the sound of water running seconds later.

You push yourself up, locating your discarded clothes and putting them back on. You try your hardest to comb through your messy hair, waiting for Chen to come out so you can use the bathroom next. You pause, staring at yourself in the mirror over the bedside table, seeing your disheveled appearance and the dark hickeys that litter your neck. Looking down the neck of your shirt, you find that your chest and stomach are equally covered in hickeys.

Oh god, this is so embarrassing. You hug yourself, shivering as you remember what happened. You don’t even know what happened. You were never the type to do one-night stands, never the type to sleep with a guy you literally just met.

And yet here you are. You’re not sure if the churning feeling in your stomach is regret. It’s hard to pinpoint what you’re feeling at the moment.

The shower stops. You feel your heart pound as you listen to soft shuffling through the bathroom door, and moments later Chen comes out with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, steam rolling out.

You quickly look away again, a conditioned reflex. He chuckles, ruffling the water out of his hair. “What’s wrong? You saw me last night, didn’t you?”

You feel so fucking warm right now, and you kind of want to jump out the window. “Y-Yeah...sorry, I don’t usually do this so I’m a little...shy? I guess?”

He laughs again, pushing the wet hair out of his face and holy shit how does someone look so good— “You sure weren’t shy when you were begging me to fu—”

“Okay! Yes!” You shoot up, yelling to cover his words, embarrassed and annoyed of his teasing. “You were quite the jerk yesterday, by the way.”

He saunters over, pulling your chin towards him, letting you see his shit-eating grin. “Sorry, you were so cute that it made me want to bully you.”

His warm breath fans over your cheek, and he smells amazing. Like vanilla and warm fires, a comforting scent that makes your body relax and tense at the same time.

You shiver at the warmth radiating off him, and you want to get closer, want him to hold you but you’re definitely not going to be that girl. Even if you did sleep with him.

He smirks, cocking his head teasingly at you before pulling away. He grabs his shirt from the floor, pulling it on. “By the way, where do you wanna go?”

“Go?” You repeat, confused. You try not to look at him as he wears his pants.

“For our date.” He answers, finally fully dressed. “You said you would go on one with me last night.”

You blink, puzzled. You have no recollection of such conversation whatsoever.

“Well, I’m not letting you back out now.” There are so many secrets hidden in his smile. Your mind blanks, unable to comprehend the situation you’re in.

“I don’t mind going on a date.” You start slowly, “But why me?”

He scoffs. “Are you really asking me that after last night?”

“My question still stands.”

He pushes the hair out of his eyes again, since they keep falling back down. He huffs, “It’s because I think you’re beautiful.”

You raise a brow at him. “Why thank you. But you’re pretty shallow, aren’t you?”

“I am.” He answers without any hesitation whatsoever. “I am very shallow, actually. So?”

You blink at him, letting his words seep in. You can’t help but burst out laughing at his bluntness. Well, at least he’s very honest. “Alright. Meet me at the aquarium at nine. You have my number, right?”

He cocks his head oddly at you. “Why? Can’t we just go together now?”

“No way. I’m going home first.” You tell him.

He still looks confused. “Why bother?”

You poke the gap between his brows like you would to a child, wagging her finger. “It’s a date, right? I can’t be going in these dirty clothes.”

“Dirty.” He laughs, earning a good smack on the head.

The aquarium is bustling with people. Not surprising, since it’s Saturday. You feel refreshed after a nice hot shower. You’re glad you chose the aquarium off the top of your head, because you’re sure you’d melt under the sun if you chose something outdoors.

Chen is ten minutes early, which is a surprise. You expected him to be late or something (he just seemed like the type of douchebag), but no. He looks good, hair swiped up and changed into a loose, flowery shirt that you’re pretty sure only he can pull off, and black leather pants. He looks like he actually made an effort, and that makes you smile.

“Hey,” he greets, a grin on his face as he sweeps your look. “You look nice.”

You flush, “Thanks.”

It feels weird to be on a date with him like this. Everything about this is weird, since you’ve completely switched up the steps. Shouldn’t people normally go on at least a few dates first before they sleep together?

You peak at him from under your lashes, watching him smile charmingly at the worker behind the counter of the ticket booth. You hardly know him at all, to be honest. Just his first name and occupation.

He gets the tickets, and you head towards the entrance of the aquarium, letting the cool air hit your face. Waiting in line was absolute torture in this crazy heat.

You love the coolness of the aquarium—not just in the sense of their great air-conditioning. You love the shades of blues you see everywhere, the calm atmosphere as you stare at the sea creatures swimming about. Everything here seems like it might stop time, and you can spend days just sitting here staring at the tanks.

If only there weren’t so many darn people today.

“They always start with shallow water before they go into the ocean, right?” Chen asks, glancing at the long line of people hogging the sides of the fish tanks. “I wanna see the sharks.”

You roll your eyes, smiling. “Of course you do.” Somehow you knew he would say that before he did. Like you know him better than you really do.

“Then let’s breeze through this section.” He says, grinning like a child would on a field day. Which, you suppose, is an accurate depiction of what’s happening. He grabs your hand, lacing your fingers. “Wouldn’t want to get separated.”

It feels odd holding his hand like this, but not unpleasant. Though you’ve slept with him, this is the first time you felt anything that remotely resembles being a couple.

You shake that thought away. You’re on your first date. He might not even want to pursue anything after this. You shouldn’t get your hopes up or dream up silly things.

You grab some snacks as a quick lunch before you go further.

Like he said, you scanned the tanks near the beginning—they didn’t seem all that interesting and you sure as hell didn’t have the patience to wait for all the people to get their fill before moving on.

You head through the tunnel, seeing the sharks and other colorful fish swimming up ahead, a scuba-diver waving at the guests as he feeds them. As you near the Open Ocean exhibit, the lights get dimmer to resemble the real habitat, and somehow it seems less people loiter around here.

You and Chen sit down in front of the giant tank, just watching the fishes. This is calm and quiet and you sometimes wish you could bring a book and just sit here until they close.

But that would be a boring date, so you offer to leave.

“It’s okay.” He answers, staring at the fish. “I wanna stay in the air-condition for a little longer.”

His answer surprises you a little, but it makes you happy. Like he feels the same way.

How wonderful would that be?

After dinner, Chen sends you home like a gentleman. The whole day has been surprisingly chill; uneventful, even. It’s just a date like any other, and though you had a lot of fun and really enjoyed his sarcasm and wit (as well as countless fish jokes), you can’t help the strange nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach.

You were also pretty skeptical about letting him send you home. Sure, you slept with him and went on a date with him, but you’re not sure you trust him with your address.

He didn’t exactly push for it either. He was so casual about it, his tone telling you he didn’t really care either way.

Regardless of any hesitation, you let him send you home anyway. You might regret it if he turns out to be a serial killer, but somehow you doubt that.

“Today was fun.” Chen says at your doorway, flashing you a charming smile. “Let’s do it again sometime.”

“Yeah.” You answer, smiling back but it’s a little forced, and apparently he can tell as he blinks at you. He doesn’t comment though, ignoring it completely.

“Good night.” He bids, giving you a small wave before he turns, heading back out.

You don’t know why you did it, or what came over you but you grab his arm, pulling him back. He looks surprised, his brow raised as he stares at you. You gulp, feeling a shiver roll down your spine, hearing alarms blare in your mind but you ignore all of them. “Are you lying to me?”

You’re not even sure what you were trying to do from blurting that out; such a random thing to say, especially after a great first date.

He blinks at you again, his eyes shining with shock and mirth at the same time. He tilts his head at you. “...No?”

Okay, you definitely phrased it weird. You steel yourself, letting go of his hand since he doesn’t seem to be leaving anymore. You look him in the eyes, trying to decipher them, though you find nothing. “Last night you were...different.” You swallow thickly, weighing the words and grabbing for the right ones. “When I was getting my tattoo, during our date, you seemed so...proper. So charming and that...freaks me out, if you know what I mean?”

He gives out a little laugh. “Uh, no? Isn’t that good?”

“It should be.” You answer. “And I would’ve bought it if last night never happened. If we went straight to the date instead of the sex.” You shake your head, your tone slightly accusing but at the same time deathly certain. “You’re faking it, aren’t you? All that prince charming act. Who are you? Why are you hiding yourself from me?”

He stares at you for a second, really staring you down, as if seeing you in a new light, as if he’s trying to decide if you’re friend or foe. It makes you uncomfortable, makes you shift and avert your eyes.

Then he chuckles, a dark chuckle that brings shivers down your spine, that makes goosebumps erupt over your skin. He corners you against the doorframe, making it so that you can’t go in or out. He leans in, a smirk on his lips. “What if I am faking it? So what? Princess, you don’t want to know who I really am. You should just accept what you’re shown. Believe the lies. No one gets hurt that way.”

You shake your head, terrified and curious at the same time, whispering, “But I want to know.”

He chuckles again, breath fanning your cheek before he moves to lean into your ear, his lips grazing the shell and you shake, become putty in his presence. “Trust me. You’re better off not knowing.”

“I’m not scared.” Your voice is tiny though, an evident contradiction. Of course you’re scared. You really are; all the possibilities swimming in your mind but somehow...none of that matters. You want to know. Need to know, almost as if your heart and mind are desperately begging for the truth.

He pauses, contemplating before he breathes out, pulling away. “Alright.” His voice is low, his eyes dark. He smirks as he holds out his hand for you. “Don’t regret it.”

He takes you back to EXO Customs, but holy shit.

This is nothing like you’ve seen before. There are lights flashing, people absolutely everywhere. It’s crazy loud, music booming along with people’s cheers. Through gabs between the people, you see beautiful race cars lined up, people making bets and drinking alcohol.

“W-What’s going on?” You ask, a little terrified of the wild atmosphere, sticking a little closer to Chen.

“A race.” He answers. “We often get challenges and get into races. Happens most weekends. It can get pretty intense.”

“And you...?” You ask, staring at him.

“I race, yeah.” He shrugs. “Sometimes, not always. Only when they need a spot filled or when things seem fun for me.” He points at a glossy black BMW, red streaks of flames painted on, seemingly glowing under the flashing lights. “I painted that beauty. Not too bad, eh?”

“Wait.” You feel dizzy, the lights and colors flashing through your vision. You feel like you’re suffocating, being in this crowd. “You race? You spray paint cars? This race, is it—”

“It’s illegal.” He answers. “We do illegal racing. Drug dealing. Part dealing. Whatever.”

You feel a little sick, unable to believe what you’re witnessing. Illegal stuff. You’ve never touched anything illegal before—always heard rumors and gossip and always rolled your eyes at them. You were never one to go down such a path, to mingle with such people and yet here you are.

“What’s wrong, princess?” He leans down, whispering hotly in your ear so you can hear him above the booming music. “Regretting already?”

You swallow, wanting to admit that, yes, you do regret knowing. He was right. God, he was right about staying away. Believing the lies. You could’ve stayed ‘good.’

But it’s too late. Deep down you know that.

He laughs, voice mixing in with the crowd and he tugs you away, leading you to the garage. “This way.”

He pulls you in, and it’s dark. There’s a pungent smell of gasoline, metal and sweat. Lights reflect off the walls, but it surprisingly drowns out most of the sound, though you can still feel the thumping in the ground, can still hear them in the distance.

“Now you know.” He opens his arms, spinning slowly in a circle as if to show you all of him in its entirety. The illegal racer. Member of a goddamn gang. You should’ve known better. “So,” he breathes out. “Who am I?”

“I don’t know.” You answer honestly. “I think I still need to figure that one out.”

Amused, he laughs. “I’m really liking you.” He corners you against the nose of a car, an abrupt motion that has you fall back, half sitting on the hood. The coolness of the metal makes you flinch. 

“Chen?” You’re a little scared when you call his name, but he merely smiles at you.

“Hey, now you know who I am.” He says. “I don’t have to hold back anymore, right?” His lips find their place on your neck, adding more hickeys to your collection of them. You wonder if he’ll ever let them fade entirely before he adds more.

You moan, and he helps you sit more properly on the hood of the poor car. His scorching hands trail up your legs, and you’re already feeling weak.

“They probably can’t hear you,” he murmurs against your skin, already slick with sweat, “but just in case, can you keep quiet, princess?”

You nod your head, lifting your hips so he can pull down your shorts along with your underwear. You grab his shoulders to steel yourself, holding in a gasp when he slips a finger into you.

“Already wet?” He asks, tutting. “My, you’re even more eager than me.”

He fingers you slowly, and you wonder if he’ll do the same as last time, denying you your orgasm. Still, you obediently keep quiet, digging your nails into his shoulders as you try your hardest not to give in so quickly, not to let your hips move on their own.

He chuckles, seeing the effort you’re putting in. He puts in another finger, curling them and aiming straight for your sweet spot. You see black spots at the ecstasy, heaving as you desperately try to keep in your scream. Your eyes roll back as he hits that spot continuously, gaining in speed. Just from finding it once, it seems he’s already able to recognize where your sweet spot is.

He drags his thumb over your clit, rubbing it profusely, abusing it and you throw your head back, rolling your hips into his hand so desperately as you feel the knot begin to build.

“Chen, please.” You rasp, already unable to control yourself as you move more hurriedly. “Faster. I-I’m going to cum.”

“Cum.” He growls, fingering you even faster, adding a third finger and you almost scream, if he didn’t cover your mouth with his other hand. “Cum for me, princess.”

The sounds and colors explode as you hit your high, body arching, head thrashing as you have no other outlet. His fingers pull out, dripping wet and you flush, so embarrassed of what you’ve done in a public place. He licks his fingers clean, laughing quietly. “Damn, that was hot.”

“Shut up!” You hiss, pulling your pants back on and hopping off—hating the wet, sticking feeling—immensely horrified that you let him do such a thing. “What if someone came in? What if—”

“Chen, you in there?” A deep voice comes, and you cover your mouth to stop the absolutely appalled gasp, glaring at Chen who merely shrugs.

“Yeah,” he answers as a tall form enters. The lights come on, and you blink at the sudden brightness. “Did you finish brooding?”

You recognize the man, his icy white hair. You’ve seen him working on cars when you came for a tattoo. He scowls, a dark expression as he glares at Chen. “Shut up, asshole.” He sees you then, his expression changing immediately into surprise. “Hey, you finally got laid?”

“Yeah,” Chen grins, a cheeky grin filled with mischief as he grabs your hand, pulling you quickly out the garage. He calls back, “Sorry, Yeol!”

What a crude way of saying it. You wonder if you’re just that to him. But you don’t have the time to get angry as you wonder why he apologized before you remember what you had done. On what you assume to be one of Yeol’s cars.

Oh.

Shit.

“CHEN YOU FUCKING DISGUSTING SON OF A BITCH! I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!”

Chen merely laughs, and you can’t help but follow.

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Talk to me!

[hunter-the-sad-skeleton]

“Award Ceremony: AKA; Old Director’s Revenge.”

Hunter smiled, sitting in the darkness by a table, under a lone spotlight-the only one she had ever been in in her life-and folded her hands in her lap patiently. “Come on, buddy! I’ve done a lot for ya, ya can spare one eensy weensy, tiny winy, miniscule timepiece, right?” Hunter asked, voice slowly slipping into insanity. Hatkid shook her head no.

“I need them to get home, Miss Burkes. If ya don’t mind, I need that timepiece now and I’ll be outta your-” Hatkid started.

“Oh? Truly? After everything I’ve done-Everything I’ve given you despite what LITTLE my section of this studio has to offer-you can’t part with one timepiece depsite already having-what, 15?! Sorry, buddy, But if ya want it back, I’ll have to be COLD AND LIFELESS ON THE FLOOR, CAUSE I SURE AS PECK AM NOT HANDING OVER THE ONE THING THAT COULD SALVAGE MY CAREER. JOEY, TIME FOR PLAN B!!!!!” Hunter snapped, eyes almost looking like kaleidoscopes.

“B-But you said that was in case of emer-” Joey started.

“PLAN B, NOW!!!!!!!” Hunter yelled.

“But-” Joey started.

“FINE!!!! I’LL DO IT MYSELF!!!! WHY ARE ALL CROWS SO PECKING USELESS?!?!?” Hunter snapped, shutting the lights off once again, eventually being replaced by a singular bright light alternating between blue and red.

“A-A-A-A b-b-b-bomb?!?” Hatkid yelped.

“RECOGNISE THIS LIL’ BOMB~? I, *HEHE* ‘BORROWED’ IT FROM THE CONDUCTOR’S SET~!! THIS TIME THOUGH, IT’S ATTACHED TO YOU INSTEAD OF HIS WORTHLESS TRAIN~!! IT’S GONNA BLOW IN A FEW MINUTES, SO YA BETTER HURRY AND EITHER USE ONE OF YOUR BELOVED TIMEPIECES TO REWIND BEFORE THE BOMB WAS WIRED AND AGREE TO LET ME KEEP THE TIMEPIECE OR FIND A WAY TO DEFUSE THE BOMB~!! YOUR CHOICE, ‘LASS’~!!!!” Hunter cackled.

The Conductor peeked out of one of the sides at the arena. “Hunter?!? What’s The Meaning Of This?!?” he snapped.

“CROWS, KEEP ‘EM AT BAY WHILE I HANDLE THE KID!!!!!” Hunter ordered, eyes still rippling with anger and emotion.

Grooves peeked out the other side of the arena, shocked at the events occuring before him. “Hunter, darlin’, I’m sure we can talk this out if ya would just calm dow-” Grooves started.

“SHOVE IT, TUNA BREATH!!!!!!!” Hunter snapped.

“LASS!!!! THAT IS NAE HOW WE-” The Conductor started.

“SHOVE IT, DI!!!!!!” Hunter yelled.

The Conductor’s heart stopped for a moment. “Conductor darlin’, get your head in the game! We need to help the little darlin’ out!!!” Grooves called.

“Aye, but how...?!?” The Conductor called back halfheartedly. Grooves tilted his head in concern.

“Darlin’, are you okay...?” Grooves called.

The Conductor shook his head. “Aye, ‘M fine. Yer on figuring out how to apprehend Hunter and I’ll find a defuser for the bomb.” The Conductor said.

(Timeskip a bit!)

Hunter hopped back onstage as Hatkid fell to one knee, catching her breath. “Awww, what’s wrong, ‘Darling’~? Ya can outrun a train set to explode, but ya can’t outrun a crow whose growth was stunted~? How sad can ya get~?” Hunter taunted.

“NOW, CONDUCTOR, DARLIN’!!!” Grooves ordered. Hunter yelped in surprise as The Conductor hopped over the side, rolling into the arena and over to Hatkid, defusing the bomb with ease.

“YOU LITTLE PECKNECK!!!” Hunter growled. As Hunter was about to run at The Conductor, two flippers grabbed under her arms, holding her back. “HEY!!! WHAT’S THE BIG IDEA?!?” Hunter snapped.

“Not this time, darlin’!!!” Grooves said, holding her back. Hunter flailed her legs around in an attempt to get lose, but it wasn’t working.

“Lass-” The Conductor started, but Hunter didn’t make any motion or anything to show she was listening. “Lass-” He started over, still the same result. “HUNTER PLATINUM BURKES, STOP YER SQUIRMING THIS INSTANT BEFORE I BREAK YER LEGS SO THAT YE DO!!!!!!” The Conductor yelled, voice echoing slightly. Hunter stopped at the voice raise, having heard him raise his voice before, but never to THAT level.

“Yes sir.” Hunter squeaked.

“Good. Cause I wouldae, had yer not stopped.” The Conductor snapped. He squatted down to her height, scowl clear as day on his face, despite the lack of eyes. “Now then; START. TALKING. NOW.” The Conductor growled.

“How much do I need to dumb it down?” Hunter scoffed, rolling her eyes. Hunter yelped as The Conductor grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to make eye contact despite not having eyes.

“LASS, DONNAE PUSH ME BUTTONS. THIS IS SERIOUS. YE ALMOST MURDERED A CHILD. THAT COULD GET YER IN LEGAL TROUBLE.” The Conductor growled.

“Like YOU TWO are any better.” Hunter scoffed.

“LASS-” The Conductor started.

“What does she mean?” Hatkid asked, confused.

“Oh, that’s right!! They never told ANYONE HOW I split UP FROM THEM!!” Hunter said, faking cheerfulness.

“Lass, that was years ago, we’ve apologized for it multiple ti-” The Conductor started.

“YOU GAVE NO WARNING, CONNIE!!!!!! AT LEAST GROOVES WAS GONNA PUT IT NICELY!!!!!! BUT NO, YA HAD TO BE A HUGE PECKNECK ABOUT IT AND NOT SOFTEN THE BLOW WHATSOEVER!!!!!” Hunter barked.

“What does she mean?” Hatkid asked, worried.

“Lass, it doesnae mat-” The Conductor started.

“They cast ya in REBOOTS, kid~!!” Hunter butted in.

Hatkid’s thoughts went spiraling. “What...?” Hatkid gasped. Hunter giggled, sounding more unhinged than joyful.

“Yes sir-ee~!!! I helped them out with the originals, but then I got my own studio, so I got kicked from them in fear of-what were your words again, Conductor~?” Hunter taunted. The Conductor’s gaze fell to the floor. “Oh yeah~!!!! ‘we donnae want yer to be stealin any of our story ideas lass, so yer getting removed from our projects’~!!!!!!!!” Hunter grinned maliciously.

“Darlin’, me and The Conductor here have grown past that-besides, the darlin’ there did as fine a job you did, maybe even better!” Grooves grinned.

“Ooooooh, so I wasn’t good enough?!” Hunter barked. Grooves frowned.

“Ya know that’s NOT what I meant, darlin’.” Grooves scolded.

“Oh really?” Hunter growled.

“Lass, that’s-” The Conductor started.

“I’m sure the only reason that your movies got such a high rating was because penguin representation is so low nowadays that penguins were happy to see themselves in the entertainment that they enjoy~!!” Hunter mocked.

“Lass-” The Conductor repeated.

“Peck, I bet that if ya didn’t take the ‘little darlin’ ‘s debt away, she wouldn’t have helped ya to begin with~!!” Hunter teased. Grooves frowned slightly.

“Lass-” The Conductor growled.

“I’m sure she only helped ya outta pity~!!!” Hunter sneered.

“LASS, THAT IS QUITE ENOUGH FROM YOU!!!!!!” The Conductor snapped. Hunter frowned. 

“It’s the truth and ya know it, Con.” Hunter grumbled.

“What HAPPENED to ye, lass?! Ye used to be so kind, caring, upbeat-even yer colours were brighter...! What happened...?” The Conductor asked.

“What happened...? What HAPPENED? What HAPPENED?!?!? MAYBE WHAT HAPPENED WAS THAT AFTER TAKING CARE OF MY FAMILY SINCE I WAS SIX, I WAS LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO BE PROUD OF ME!!!!!! GROOVES WAS EASY TO PLEASE, BUT YOU-THE ONE PERSON I HAD THAT WAS CLOSE TO A FATHER FIGURE-I COULD NEVER MAKE YOU PROUD OF ME, NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED!!!!” Hunter barked. “I JUST wanted to amount to something, and I did, for a few months, but then ya went and ripped it away from me....! It DEMOLISHED my mental state, but therapy never helped. I always thought it was my fault-that I did something out of line-but soon enough, I realized that I wasn’t to blame, but it was you two. So I held a grudge...And that all was kept bottled up until...well, now...” Hunter explained.

“Ye...wanted me to be proud of ye...?” The Conductor gasped.

“Stupid, I know...” Hunter scowled.

“Wait, you never had parents?” Hatkid asked sadly.

“No, all I had were lumps of feathers that were poor excuses for parents. Like, yeah, they’d do stuff to keep me alive ‘n’ stuff, but only the bare minimum.” Hunter scoffed. Hunter chuckled darkly. “At least I kept the Hookshot I got from Train rush...!” Hunter chuckled sadly. The Conductor’s heart stopped.

“Lass, ye didn’t-” The Conductor started.

“I did....! It didn’t work though...Darn low ceilings...” Hunter chuffed. The Conductor nodded at Grooves and he put Hunter down gently.

“I trust ye not to do anything dumb.” The Conductor said, kneeling down to her height. “Donnae break that trust.” He warned. He pulled her into a hug, patting her on the back.

as The Conductor got up, Hunter got up, pulling out a knife. “CONDUCTOR, LOOK-” Grooves started before getting interrupted by an electric zap sound. Hunter dropped onto the floor, out cold.

“Sorry I had to do that, Lass. Sometimes, ye cannae reason yer way outta things.” The Conductor lamented.

“A zap disc...?” Hatkid asked.

“Leftover from one of me older movies; Eggtrocities up on spy tower. I kept ‘em in case I’d need ‘em in future. Wish I didnae have to use it on her, but some people just donnae wanna see reason.” The Conductor sighed.

“What’re we gonna do when she wakes up, Conductor, darlin’?” Grooves asked.

The Conductor took a deep breath. “Apologize.” He stated. “Apologize, and make it up to her.” The Conductor said.

“It’s....a little late for that, darlin’.” Grooves winced. The Conductor giggled and Hatkid smiled, recognizing it.

The Conductor pulled out a timepiece. “Is it now~? Lass, do ye mind if we~?” He asked.

“Nah! You’re all fun to be around! Besides, it’s for Hunter! She deserves better!” Hatkid beamed.

“Aye, that she does, Lass.” The Conductor smiled.

Hunter curled up into a ball, snoozing softly.

“That she does....” The Conductor smiled softly.

[troubleshipping]

Long list of various Team Rocket headcanons

Recently I had a really nice talk with @masterstarpikachu about Rocketshipping/general Team Rocket stuff, and some of the headcanons that were brought up are just too good not to be shared with the world so I have compiled them into a big post

Warning: Some small nsfw elements at the very beginning of this, please beware if you don’t like that kinda thing! Nothing explicit but like the evil word s*x is mentioned once so shield yo eyes kiddos

Contents of this post include:

- Controversy about the see-through level of Pokéballs - Meowth and the Pokémon shittalking humans behind their backs - Meowth and Jessie tease James about literally everything - Meowth is a supportive friend in the most asshole-y way possible - Jessie actually being nice for once - Food - Hot take but Jessebelle is a yandere - Jessie almost dies but it's okay because the ship happens

Actual list under the cut because this good content here got long

- Starting topic that triggered this entire conversation: - Jessie and James are about to get intimate, but just in that moment - *Pokéball release sound* “WOOOOBBUFFET” - So that raised an important question: - How much exactly are Pokémon able to see out of their Pokéballs? - Because most of the time when they’re called out mid-battle they immediately charge in without hesitating, so it seems like they know what’s been going on - Larvitar was able to see out of its egg shell too which suggests similar things for Pokéballs - Trainers, do not leave your Pokéballs in the same room you do private stuff in

- What if that’s how Meowth finds out Jessie and James are a thing - “Meowth, how did you know? What do you mean Seviper told you?? How did Seviper know???” - “…..oh my god” - Mime Jr was too young to see that - James will never live it down - He’s too ashamed to look his son in the eyes ever again - Probably needs to sit him down to have *the talk* and it’s the most shameful thing he’s ever had to do - Does Mime Jr even understand what he’s saying? Does it care about what humans do? Probably not, but Meowth won’t think it’s necessary to point that out

- I like the idea of Meowth sharing gossip with the other Pokémon in general - He’s barely seen talking to Pokémon, which is honestly a waste if you ask me? It’s like the writers forgot that bilingual people don’t actually forget their mother tongue - Imagine Meowth and the other Pokémon just complaining about the dumb shit the humans do - Besides, let him have some friends he won’t be the third wheel to lmao

- Literally tho, imagine all their Pokémon had seen their masters, ahem.. “blast off” - Poor souls didn’t know Pokéballs were see-through from the inside - Jessie would pretend not to care, she’s above that. There’s no reason at all to be ashamed. But she’d be blushing so hard she wouldn’t fool anyone. - Shit’s awkward no matter how tough you are - James wouldn’t even try to pretend, James would straight up die - RIP James

- On another note - James totally makes those little high pitched squeaky sounds during sex and you cannot change my mind it’s canon - You know exactly what I mean - There’s literally no way he doesn’t - He’s tryna be all sexy and smooth and stuff but then Jessie starts touching him or something and he just SQUEAKS - Secretly she finds it kinda hot in a weird way but she’d never admit it - Pretends it’s a coincidence that she’ll keep trying to get him to make more of those sounds - Meanwhile Meowth outside the door is like “what the actual fuck James” - “Jimmy’s such a weird one” - He’d tease James to no end about it - Meowth embarrassing James about details of stuff he shouldn’t even know about is my new favorite thing - Also Jessie trying to stop him but also holding back laughter because “well he’s not wrong” - “WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?!” - C’mon she can’t turn down an opportunity to tease him - James is then all embarrassed and lowkey offended and gives her the silent treatment - He refuses to talk to her ever again - Aka for like the next half hour or so - Eventually she’d probably apologize though because even she isn’t THAT mean - At least not when it comes to James - Not always - Maybe - She gets soft around him when nobody’s around to see it - Sometimes - And maybe he’d forgive her if she did those things again...

- Jessie being soft with James is my absolute weakness though - Especially since they’ve been friends for so long and he knows full well that nobody else is allowed to see that side of her ever - It’d definitely make him feel special and loved - Imagine Jessie letting her guard down and being kind to James for no reason other than because she genuinely wants him to be happy - I am weak - Even if it’s just little things - Especially those tbh - Just trying to cheer him up when he’s down instead of simply telling him to get over it - Saving a nice bottlecap she found even though she never understood that hobby of his - Just saving it for him because maybe he’d want it - He’d be so touched - Probably would make his entire week - He’d save that one bottlecap forever - Even if it’s not one of the kind he collects, or a duplicate or sth - It’d be his most prized possession

- Something I really want to happen is them sharing their food properly, because you know that for those two that’d be a HUGE sign of affection - The anime may pretend they share everything equally (they say so in an episode) but honestly 90% of the time they get in literal fights over the last scrap - So one of them happily sharing could even be the first step of them realizing their feelings - Like, maybe James would let Jessie eat his portion - She’d definitely take longer than him to show any signs of affection - And she just - “Why’d you let me have it is something wrong with you?” - “No…it’s just…you seem really hungry” - When he offers her the food, instead of immediately devouring it like she usually would she just - Stops and doubles back - Stares at the food in his hands, then at him, back at the food - “Are you serious?” - In that moment he realized what he’s done and gets all defensive - “Just eat it, Jess!” - “I’m just not that hungry, okay?” (*stomach growling noise*) - Then they are interrupted by Meowth - “What about me? I’m starvin’!” - In the end they just split it in three parts because sharing with them both is a bit less awkward to explain

- Also - In the beginning when they start falling for each other, Meowth would be oblivious by choice - As in he sees the signs but he ignores them because “nahhh no way” - Then when he figures it out he mercilessly teases James about having a crush on Jess every chance he gets - Though he’d do it without her hearing about it, because he isn’t THAT mean to him - But when they actually start dating he realizes he was a FOOL and now he has to deal with that forever - Like - He probably gave James advice out of pity - (James totally confides in him at some point because he just needs to talk to SOMEONE) - But then Jessie went for it and he realizes too late what that means for him - Now he needs to live with the consequences

- Meowth giving James love advice about Jessie though - That sounds like a huge train wreck - I mean he may tease him to no end but they’re still best friends so he’d still try to help when he realizes James is serious - “That dumbass really got it bad huh” - Deep down he does care for his friends after all - He’s like permanently done with James’ shit but he still keeps his secret - Although he can and will use his newly gained knowledge as blackmail whenever he wants something from him - And at the same time half of his “advice” consists of “lol Jessie’s gonna kill you” - “YOU’RE NOT HELPING MEOWTH” - James is already well aware of that - That’s his problem - He’s been faced with the full extent of Jessie’s wrath before - He knows better than to risk getting on her bad side

- On the other hand, it’s canon that when Jessie falls for someone she tends to actually act friendly and kind around them to some degree - Which I’m assuming is an instinctive reaction because she doesn’t want to scare them off - But falling for James would be weird since it’d trigger her instinct to be soft and good but at the same time - “No that’s James wtf” - She’s been treating him full force nasty for years and so far he hasn’t left so there’s really no need - Honestly James tends to get freaked out whenever she’s calm because a nice Jessie is just WRONG - Pure boy got so used to her mean antics he gets worried about her when she’s friendly to him - As a result, before admitting her feelings even to herself, Jessie would instead get MORE mean out of defiance - That darn Tsundere smh - She cares a lot about him but she cannot show weakness her mind won’t allow it - Nope - Fight me, feelings

- Vs Jessebelle, who is a Yandere and should be feared - And should also be decked in the face by Jessie tyvm - Imagine an actual Yandere Jessebelle tho - Nightmare fuel - I mean that whip scene was already terrifying - She broke a fucking dresser with the hit that was aimed at James - I know it was exaggerated cartoon violence but like she almost straight up murdered him - And his parents are okay with that?? - Because he’s too delinquent for her - So he can just die apparently - Now imagine her getting obsessed with him to the point of actively following him around to get him to marry her - And trying to get Jessie out of the way to get him back - Can I just say Horror AU right there - I’m an angst writer don’t test me - I like to take dark stuff and make it WORSE - Picture this - James coming back from a short trip to gather firewood or sth like that, only to find Jessie unconscious and bleeding from a stab wound - :) - Maybe Jessebelle is still standing there and laughing because she finally won - Of course she’ll survive but just BARELY - They’re in the middle of nowhere and James frantically tries to find someone to help her but they’re all alone - I mean after all that blasting off they probably know some basic first aid at least - He could stop the bleeding and then take her to a hospital with the hot air balloon - Cue that good ol’ “refusing to leave her bedside until she wakes up” cliché thing - But also imagine Jessie waking up in the hospital with James asleep next to her - Maybe even subconsciously holding her hand in his sleep - Because he was too worried about her and was probably talking to her before he ended up passing out from exhaustion

[cradleofroses]

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⚠️: Contains sensitive subjects.

I’ve been chubby almost all my life. I can remember being fat even in elementary school. I didn’t have a concept of what I should be putting in my body, whether I should be careful of aspartame among other things added to processed foods and whether or not I was eating too much. But as a child, who would? I ate until I was full. Heck, I even recall eating tablespoons of peanut butter and sugar by themselves, and I’ll admit the sugar part is pretty weird, but I was a weird kid. I still am weird.

Now, I’m one hell of a weeb. At least growing up, I would constantly stream J-Rock and Visual Kei videos on YouTube, and watch anime on sites like Crunchyroll or Anime Network. I even was president of the Japanese Culture Club at my high school. Now, in middle school I was definitely at least 150 lbs. in high school I was definitely nearing the 200’s, if I wasn’t already. Once college hit, I reached my highest of 240 lbs. I developed a habit of binge eating and stress eating after going through a bad breakup. It was my first love, and although I feel my sadness was justified, I also feel I let myself go. I felt absolutely disgusting. I stopped going outside and starting missing classes. I would let myself eat entire containers of Half-Baked Ben’n’Jerry’s after eating plates of pasta and other calorie dense dishes in improper portions.

I did not want to go anywhere at all. Whenever I went outside I felt like everyone was judging me. I would ask myself what people thought if they knew what was going on with me. Probably the worst thing I’ve ever done was stand on the ledge of a parking garage. I looked down. I am afraid of heights, but in that moment I was only wondering what it would feel like to fall. What it would feel like to just hit the ground and be done with everything.

I ended up failing out of my major, and changing to another, all the while still feeling like someone else. If anything was my escape, it was eating and playing League. I’d find myself playing the game for hours while neglecting studying, then at around 3 a.m. at night, I’d consume 1600+ calories. I know now it was something ridiculous above my BMR, because I believe I probably gained 40 lbs. in college alone. The worst part? I was actually losing weight my first year. I joined a dance group, joined a video game club organization, classes went well, and had a great relationship. It just bothers me knowing that I let myself fall so easily.

I managed to graduate, but with a degree I can’t do anything with. I would say I was happy that I finished school, but realizing the amount of debt accumulated from those years and getting a degree I can’t get a good job with without a master’s degree sucks. What sucks more is the fact that failing out of my major affected my GPA, and no graduate program I applied to wants that. But fuck it, I made a mistake. At some point, I think I got tired of being depressed all the time, and I decided to do something crazy.

I mentioned before that I am a huge weeb. There is a con I have been going to for, like, 8 years, and a friend that I introduced to cosplay, though, I never have cosplayed myself up until this point. I thought because I was not only fat but also African-American, cosplaying would be hard and not ideal for me to do. However, I must have been in some mood because I agreed to join this cosplay dance group with her. Now, the cosplays the group decided on were cheerleader cosplays. Cheerleader cosplays. My stomach would be in display. I carry so much fat in my stomach in comparison to the rest of my body, I could not possibly imagine actually wearing a gosh darn cheerleader outfit. For those wondering what the cosplay is, it is indeed the from Love Live Cheer Set. I could not imagine my fat butt dancing around in a midriff-revealing cosplay in front of people at a con. I couldn’t.

So I made a decision. I downloaded MyFitnessPal again. I entered my bodyweight and activity level, and started eating according to recommended calories. Weighing myself was hard at first. Coming to terms with my weight and how big I was still remains an issue today. Once I reached about 20 lbs. lost I transitioned to a ketogenic diet, and yes, I stuck to it for 3 months while loving it. By the time the con came around, I had lost about 50 lbs. I felt great at the con, honestly. What really made that con the best for me is the fact I felt like I was doing something. I pushed myself to lose weight and I got over my cosplaying fears. There was even people recognizing me throughout the weekend, telling me that they loved my dancing.

Now onto the reason why I started writing this in the first place. I’ve lost 70 lbs. I still consider myself plus size, though I don’t exactly know what size I am in US Standard Sizing. A good portion of my closet doesn’t fit because of being too loose, and sometimes I even break into tears because newer clothes my parents have bought me don’t fit right. I know it should be a good feeling because it means I’ve come so far, and sometimes the feeling is good! Just not always. On top of that, there are times that I still feel like that fat girl I was back in my prom photos from 2014. I have this weird habit of sometimes looking in the mirror and sitting there poking at my own body; looking at my imperfections and the fat still there.

This post started with me simply wanting to ask if I was still plus size or not. My mom calls me skinny now, but I don’t feel that way. I even still look at some cosplays and when I see the size chart, I realize that. I feel like I have some time to go before I’m finally comfortable with myself. I can definitely say that healthy does not equal skinny, and skinny does not equal happy.

[mu11berry]

Otp Questions - Another Aveyond RhenxDameon meme

From @the-moon-dust-writings, I was tagged by @starlit-nyx for Rhen and Dameon and clearly I had to

1. Who is the happy morning person and who is grumpy and just wants to go back to bed? Dameon is the morning person, he gets up and makes breakfast and makes sure Rhen is warm and comfortable until she begrudgingly drags herself out of bed and asks him to braid her hair (and then he does haha)

2. Who falls asleep on the couch and who puts a blanket over them? I kinda said it already but Rhen falls asleep on the couch and Dameon tucks her in or carries her to bed. Buut also sometimes Dameon falls asleep on the couch and Rhen gets a blanket for him and massages his head, thank you

3. They end up going to a party? What couple are they? (Ex- Clinging to one another? Just there to steal some free food and leave? Both want to party?) Rhen likes parties and dancing and talking to everyone and all that, Dameon is more reserved and shy but her excitement makes him excited too and they definitely dance together and it’s definitely adorable, and also Dameon goes back and forth from the snack bar to Rhen like a million times probably because she wants to try everything XD

4. If they were in a zombie apocalypse AU, how would they meet? Idk anything about zombie apocalypse fiction so forgive my ignorance but Rhen would be the super hardcore hero type who’s seen stuff and can take down the zombies with anything at hand, like a chair or something, idk, while Dameon is the guy trying to make peace and reason with the zombies or something, and he was a nurse before the apocalypse probably and maybe together he and Rhen can find a way to reverse the disease and save humanity, and they meet when Rhen saves Dameon from a zombie he was trying and failing to reason with, aaannd darn, I’m really gonna have to add RhenxDameon zombie AU to my list, aren’t I? Yep, I am adding it. It is necessary.

5. Where is their number one date spot? Why do they love it so much there? A garden!! They love flowers and nature and peaceful places where they can see the sky and just be together and talk about silly things or important things or anything, and just enjoy each other. Plus Rhen can make them flower crowns so >.>

6. Who would be more likely to hug their partner and pick them up off the ground? Rhen does this to Dameon because she is a silly sap and it makes him laugh. Dameon does this to Rhen because he is also a silly sap and she is short and fun to carry and he likes to remind her she is his “highest” priority;D

7. If one partner isn’t the best at communicating their feelings, how do they show their feelings to their significant other in other ways? Rhen isn’t great with words but she is great at sword fighting and she protects Dameon from the monsters. She is also great at listening, helping, and kissing, haha. And she might not always know what to say, but she cares enough to try to say something even when it’s hard and that means a lot to Dameon. Dameon is better with words but he also is very good at knowing when to say nothing, and it makes me really happy to think of Rhen being able to have that kind of understanding, she deserves it<3 Dameon is also good at compliments and quietly doing things to help Rhen, and they’re both very good cuddlers. 

8. How did they try to impress one other before they were dating? Rhen shows off her sword fighting skills but is also like, super self-conscious about it, like “why am I being so dramatic about this, it is just a snake for Aia’s sake, I am such an idiot-- is Dameon looking? Argh I am so dumb” and it is HECKIN cute. And Dameon is too shy and serious to consciously try to impress her but he does everything he can to make sure she is comfortable and safe, and also he finds himself telling a lot of lame jokes and he can’t make it stop haha

9. Who is being way over the top and dramatic and who just nods and cheers on their partner from the sidelines? Rhen is dramatic, Dameon cheers from the sidelines at first but her enthusiasm pulls him into it, too^_^

10. Where did they confess that they loved one another?  I like the idea of it happening near Thais, because Thais is a new beginning for both of them in the game and it’s kinda poetic for it to be the beginning of their official defined relationship too^_^

11. What is something small, but cute they do for one another? (Ex - leave cute encouraging notes for one another on the counter.) Dameon gives Rhen flowers; my sister wrote me a oneshot once about Dameon always making time to pick a bouquet for Rhen and quietly putting it somewhere she could see and remember how loved she is<3 And Rhen sings for him when he has trouble sleeping. I headcanon her singing leans sharp and is off-key but Dameon thinks it’s endearing and listening to her is his favorite thing.

12. Who is the one who does the cooking while the other helps prep the food? Dameon does the cooking, Rhen chops up vegetables with her big sword and everyone else stands back XD 

13. What is a memory they share together that makes them both laugh so hard they cry when they think about it? When Rhen, in a state of great agitation and excitement, without preamble or any previous planning or hinting of any sort, announced that she wanted to marry Dameon, and Dameon, in a similar state of excitement at the prospect, said “Me too!” XD  Honestly that is so cute though, a big part of love and friendship is that sense of “me too,” like two people who share feelings and understanding, and it’s sweet and lovely as well as funny that they can have that phrase to represent them<3 It’s honestly my favorite proposal ever, in fiction or real life. Idk how Amanda came up with this but I am grateful

14. They are having a water balloon fight, who wins and how do they deliver the winning shot? Nobody wins, eventually they both just collapse to the ground laughing, both soaked through and covered in tiny colorful water balloon pieces. Later Dameon will say Rhen won, and she’ll be laughing too hard to argue. Yes, this is another fic which I will be needing, thanks for asking.

15. Who would give the other their jacket because it’s cold? Dameon gives Rhen his jacket, or his cloak or anything else he has, because even though I kinda see Dameon getting cold more easily then Rhen, Rhen would be the one to forget her jacket, and it is Dameon’s life mission to do what he can to help her be warm and happy<3

[sun-kissed-star]

what are some newsies blogs i should check out because i am new here

OK BUCKLE UP FELLAS 

@poorguysheadisdoingwhatnow has amazing headcanons and never fails to hurt my heart with her fabulous writing

@newsiesheadcanon also has awesome headcanons, even though they might make you cry

@your-brother-crutchie has made me cry with his writing, you’re in for a wild ride if you check out his blog

@ben-cook-can-cook is the greatest gal you can have in your life, she’s so funny and her posts/fics are legendary

@seizethegay1899 is one (1) amazing person I’ve been following for the longest time ever and they never fail to make me smile

@disney-princess-sized is the biggest Ravey Shipper™ around and she’s damn good at convincing you they’re meant to be, it’s her legacy

@elmers-half-a-cup is super nice and just a really great writer

@brooklynbadbois memes and smiles for days, I love her a lot

@tony-higgins is the bane of my existence because her fics are so good but she makes it a point to rip my heart out and stop on it with each one

@dank-crypitic i don’t know how to describe her, all i know is that I love her so, so much despite the teRRIFYING EDITS YOU SEND ME

 @who-is-the-king-of-new-york great writing and headcanons! I haven’t talked to her much but I’ve been following her for a long time. 

@newsies-fics I live for how much your friends mean to you. She also has a lot of reblogs of great content for our favorite dancing bois

@we-dont-sell-papes has a big heart and fights for her friends any day, I’d die for her

@racetrackcook is so nice, not to mention the queen of all things Ralbert. Between her and my Sprace trash, we’ll be unstoppable

@got-the-east-side amazing fics and AUs! super friendly! what’s there not to love?

@elmer-s-s0cks AMAZING WRITING GIRL WTH H O W

@wetcoffeejpg I just really, really, really love her art, she’s an incredible artist

@races-erster an amazing person and so nice go give her the apPRECIATION SHE DESERVES thanks for your time

@notes-the-newsie a whole lotta reblogs and Good and Gay Content™

@the-supporting-character Very much lives up to her url because she’s so very supportive and leaves the nicest comments on stuff! Also a great writer and a just a very wholesome person

@bexlynne shoutout to this bean for editing my stories and helping me figure out storylines. She’s so nice and leaves asks wherever she goes and writes great angst for my boy Race 

@newsies-everlasting SUNNY I LOVE YOU she’s the person to go to with questions and asks, she’s easy to talk to and so nice!

@i-got-personality the fandom’s Crutchie, she’s got the poisonality we all need to get through a rough day and seeing her on my dash cheers me up no matter what mood I’m in

@shes-the-apex-predator can be summed up to FUSE NO but hey we all love her and this fandom wouldn’t be the same without her

@shes-a-plum a constant mood, lots of textposts that basically sum up the human condition. She’s wonderful and so kind. 

@sunshine-musicals-yea LOVE HER she always checks up on me, thank you for mom friending me and putting up with how annoying I am. An amazing writer, a great friend

@ridin-in-style hmmmMMMmm this person? endlessly loving and supporting her friends and reblogging all the newsies aesthetics and art she comes across? It’s more likely than you think.

@and-a-snip Just an overall great person to go to for endless support and reblogs of headcanons and fics!

@the-1992-newsies-is-better LAY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! She scares me sometimes but she loves Racetrack Higgins almost as much as I do and she’s very soft, don’t let her fool you

@albertdasillva GREAT WRITING and also a great personality! Has all the gay newsies you’ll ever need. She holds a special place in my heart, love ya babe

@mush-mike-and-ike  Deserves all the appreciation in the world. Has lots of love for the rest of the fandom and some greats headcanons!

@daveys-pet-snake GAY NEWSIES ALL AROUND, LETS GO FELLAS also so nice and cares so much for her friends?? like what?? stop that?? you’re making me smile so much from the love that radiates from you??

@races-papes hilarious? makes me laugh? more great newsies content? sounds good to me.  

@voice-foundshoe-lost LISTEN I LOVE HER AND HER WRITING A WHOLE LOT very dedicated to our newspaper sons and I respect that. You go girl.

@thebiggestyamfan the sweetest ever, she pops up all over and honestly I’m living for it. 

@c0ronas great writing (as always!!), just constant references, and I, too, love Race, so she’s therefore counted as one of the many people I hold near and dear to my heart

@thestoryweneededtowrite AGH I love everything about this blog you have no idea. So creative, quality content, 11/10

@thatguylex STOP KILLING OFF MY BOYS GOSH DARN IT but yeah anyway I love him and I wanna give him a really big hug because he deserves it (unless you don’t want that, then a fistbump is cool too!)

@purenewsies Such a very pure person, just like the newsies. Stans my boy Elmer and writes some great stuff!

@jeremyjordan-am-i-right If you love Jeremy Jordan as much as I do then I have the blog for you, right here fellas, let’s all go appreciate this man 

@headcanons-making-headlines Has some awesome hcs that are totally canon, what are you talking about, and shitposts which is really all you need in life

@broadwaycantdie ITS ALL NEWSIES TRASH WHEREVER YOU LOOK AND I’M LIVING FOR IT. Go talk to this lovely person! Reblogs All The Headcanons and Fics (now there’s a headline even Elmer could sell)

@anotherday-anotherdestiny President of the Trans Racetrack Higgins movement. That’s all you need to know to know her blog is Valid™ 

@timesarehardfornewsies she’s a big mood for forever and a talented, amazing gal

@race-ace Quality indeed with all this happiness going around when I see this lovely person on my dash 

@thatfancyclam OWNS MY ENTIRE HEART, dubbed me the Queen of Sprace, she’s the light of my life with all the positivity and love that she throws out

@seizetheimagines very, very talented and creative. She has a big heart and a lot of passion. 

@crutchieee-morris MY PARTNER IN CRIME I WOULD DIE FOR HER SHE’S AMAZING AND I WOULD BE CONSTANTLY LOST WITHOUT HER

@soak-em So sweet! She’s Sparks’ second-in-command as Crutchie in my heart. 

@shes-the-king Has some really great Sprace stuff, but also just a lot of different ships in general! I haven’t talked to them, but they seem really nice from what I’ve seen. 

@gothemcityshipper Great hcs and super friendly, from what I’ve seen! (we should talk more, babe!) I’d 100% check her out if I was you.

@sqecs I feel like his posts are just such icons in the newsies fandom,,,, he’s made me fall off my bed from laughing so hard so his blog is pretty Great

@imjusttheoutgoingsidekick I LIVE FOR ALL THE HEADCANONS! Very accurate posts too, like I feel like you’re seeing into some minds to get this information.

@unofficialfansie Also has a lot of great headcanons! I haven’t been following her for very long but I stan her anyway, she’s just great that way. 

There’s probably so many more I missed agh, I love you all!! Not sure why you put up with me in this fandom because I feel like a grain of sand next to you legends. Love you guys

[jwoogf-remade]

i have such good people in my life.

i'm just sitting here, and realizing how loving everyone i know is. my heart beats for all of my friends and mutuals. i haven't had the best days and i just,,, i don't understand how i got so lucky. everyone always does their best to cheer me up in the best ways possible, and i'll never understand how i'm just so damn lucky to have these kinds of people in my life??? i'm overly affectionate, and i think that sometimes that scares people away. also the fact that i'm a bit of a crackhead. but you guys just stick by my side, no matter how crazy i get sometimes. i'm so freaking grateful, and i'm so lucky to be where i am today. i'm so lucky to have you all in my life. i love everyone, so much. my heart beats a million times a minute for you. i'll always be here if you need anything. i promise i promise i promise.

@angeltual maddie, my heart is so soft for you. you're such a genuine person, and i will never understand how i got so lucky to be your friend. you make me smile when i just simply see you on my dash. please know you are loved times a million, and i love you times a million. you're so kind to me, and i will never understand how i got SO darn lucky. thank you for being such a good friend to me. i can never thank you enough, angel. you truly are an angel. i love love love you, maddie.

@gukkscafe you have made me smile so many times to the point where i can't count, shay. i am so grateful that you've been there for me through all of my hard times. you're so loving, and i am so lucky to have you by my side through everything, even though i'm a pain in the ass sometimes for not responding on time. you still tell me you love me and appreciate me. you hype me up when i'm not in the best moods. you listen to my horrible ranting. you comfort me when you can. you're there for me, and i will forever be grateful for you, shay. i love you, with all my heart, you beautiful human. i am so damn lucky to have you as my best friend. yes, my best friend, you dork.

@goner-jimin rayne, you're the softest human i have come to know. we've been through a lot together, and we've been friends for a year now. you're my longest internet friend, and i hope one day we come to meet each other. so i can hug you and squeeze you. you're so kind, and i love how you're always there for me. you listen, and although you never really know what to say half the time, i appreciate you being there for me and doing your best to cheer me up. it really is truly appreciated. you're truly appreciated. i promise to always be here for you whenever you need me, just like you've been for me. you're loved, i love you so much.

@hobioh / @silksmoothie JUHI!!! you are the sweetest human to exist, and i want you to know that i love love love you. we don't talk as much as we used to, but i want you to know that i'm always here for you if you ever need anything. you are so incredibly funny and you deserve ALL of hobi's kisses hehe i hope one day you marry that man 😔✊

@hobichus OMGGG parker!!! you are so so so freaking soft n sweet! i know we don't talk much but you are still so sweet and adorable. you make my heart clench with softness :(. you're just so adorable, parker :( like,,, my heart is ZOOMING just writing this. i love you, and i hope we talk more :(

@junguwuz eve!!! omg!!! i love you so so so much :( you are so kind to me, and i love talking to you. i message your inbox from time to time, and it's just always a good time when we talk. you're so so soooo nice and literally just a cute lil fluffball,, jungwoo would LOVEEE you!! hehe he would find you just as cute as i do 💗💗💗

@jenology cy :( omg i love you with all my heart. i know you probably won't see this, but i love you. i really really really love you. we text on imessage now and i love talking with you. i am so so so happy to be your friend and to have found you one day out of the blue. i would love to talk more and more and get to know each other more and more. i am so grateful and lucky to have you in my life. although we suck at responding and have two different timezones, i still enjoy talking to you when we can talk. you are the sweetest, most lovable human i have come across. please let me know if you ever need anything, i'll always be here, bello angelo.

@jenos KRYS!!! oMG you are literally so charming and adorable and yet also freaking funny. like you don't even know states,,,, even though you live in CALIFORNIA. omg krys seriously HSBDHSBDB you crack me up everytime we talk, and i hope you're doing well over there on the west coast. you're such a lil dork and i love you, you dweeb. hehe seriously i love you and i'm always here for you if you need anything. 💗💗💗

@jeonssky sky you are literally such a fuckin dork. and we both really suck at responding to each others messages, bUT ITS MOSTLY YOU BC YOU ALWAYS SAY "oh shit i didnt know you messaged me" HSHDHSH omfg sky you are a mess and we've been trying to talk like normal human beings for the past like two months but we always fail like dysfunctional human beings. but i love you, and i appreciate you a lot. you are really close to my heart, and i just can't thank you enough for being so kind to me and chatting with me. i'm really comfortable with you, and it's weird bc im normally not this comfortable with people i've only talked to for a few weeks. anyways, i love you bitch, pls take good care of yourself.

@jaeminslovr ABBY!!! you are so so so sweet :(. i don't understand how i got sO lucky to have you in my life. you're a fellow gemini venus, and it just warms my cold soul, bc you're so loving and lovable and caring and soft. you knew who i was already and it was sO sWeEt. i hope we talk more so we can get to know each other better :( i love you i love you i love you 💗💗 please let me know if you ever need anything, sweet human.

@pentagonexobts omg :( omg i just love you so much. you're always there for me, and you always check up on me and you're SOOO SO caring. you message me everyday to check up on me and see how i'm doing. you read my lil rants and you just care so much. and i want you to know that i care so much abt you too. it's easy to tell you care abt me, and i appreciate that so much. i finally know your name now HSBDKSJDKS but in all seriousness, i love you. and i'm always here for you if you need anything, just as you have been for me. i appreciate you with all my heart, thank you for being such a good friend to me. truly.

@sopeduo MIA OMG!!! you are so so so cute and adorable. let me just GET THIS OUT OF THE WAY REALLY QUICK!!! i love you, so so so darn much. you're such a good friend, and you're so accepting. you're really funny and although everyone bullies you, i promise to not bully you 😔✊ i mean at least not too much LMAO but in all seriousness,,,,,, i love you. and i still listen to that playlist you made me. it still warms my heart to the core, and i still smile while listening to it. you're so kind, and i wouldn't trade you for anyone else in the world. you're my cute lil name twin :( and i love you to the cheeze and back 😔✊💝💗💓🧀

@seokheaven omg frick you are the love of my life. i love you so so so so so so so so darn much. you make me feel so happy and so loved, and i am so lucky to have you in my life. i will never stop loving you, i will never stop caring for you. you make everything so much easier, and i miss you all the time. i'm clingy and i love you so so so so much baby. you're so understanding, and so caring. you've accepted me through everything and been there through everything. i will continue to love and accept you just as much as you have me. i won't ever leave you, i love you. so so so freaking much. thank you for being the best person out there for me. i love you. just,, so freaking much. 💖💕💘💓💗💝💞💝💗💓💕💘💖 i love waking up to your messages and to all the hearts you send every morning. i truly am the luckiest human to exist.

thank you for sitting through my sappy paragraphs and reading them, if you read them. i love all of you with all my heart. and i want you all to know that i am incredibly lucky to have all of you in my life. if i forgot to add you, i am sO soRrY. i'll probably rb this and add you along to it if i forgot. i was just looking through it in alphabetic order, and you know how tumblr hates me with all its soul :(

but seriously, i love all of you. so damn much. so so so damn much. please know that i'm here for you, whenever you need me. thank you for being so amazing to me, and treating me well.

i am so lucky to have you.