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spectracully · 4 years ago

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crash the crush.

pairings : senior student!xiaojun x sophomore student!reader warnings : profanity, underage drinking, mentions of drugs genre : fluff, a bit of crack? highschool!au word count : 4.3k

summary : what are the odds of crashing into your crush during the neighborhood-friendly run and mutual friends party?

You were pissed off when your mum said you need to work your lazy ass off. Well, if it's on the summer break, you'll most likely agree with her. But it's only the weekend, and you've been studying your ass off these days. A lazy weekend is something you earned, but your mum decided to rain on your lazy parade.

With all those groans and deep sighs, you storm off your house wearing your workout gear. Not much, only a windbreaker jacket paired with shorts and running shoes. Popping your airpods on both of your ears to blast some jams, you take some light jogging steps on your neighborhood. It's only 4.30 pm, and kinda windy, why the fuck are you doing this? That's right, because mum literally compared you to your neighbor's daughter, Giselle, who recently won a karate tournament. Now mum won't even shut up how much she wants an active daughter, not the lazy one. Yikes.

Back to the streets by Saweetie & Jhene Aiko plays, and you hear a message notification on your airpods. Still on your light jogs, you glance at the notification.

yeri<3 : yo yeri<3 : wyd

You stop jogging for a while to write your bestfriend back. It's saturday, she's probably asking you to hangout along with the gang. Yeri gets easily bored at home and in constant need of hanging out.

y/n : running 💃 💃 💃 y/n : mum said i need to be giselle

You continue your pace while waiting for her reply. You can see your neighborhood clearly now, seeing the details, since you always go to school in a sleepy state, not really noticing the environment, and also going home from school mostly sleeping in your brother's car.

The notification rings again. It must be Yeri.

yeri<3 : bitch thats a dancing emoji yeri<3 : running in a weather like this? yeri<3 : damn straight u wanna be giselle

You chuckle as you’re about to type the messages once more, the weather is fine, what the hell is she talking about? But then Yeri is still typing.

yeri<3 : n e ways yeri<3 : party at lucas' 8pm yeri<3 : be there or be fucking square 💀 💀 💀

You sigh. There she goes. No other option than tag along with her, but it's not like you hate it anyway. Lucas' party is always awesome, you and your friends also will get a VIP pass because he's a good friend of yours too, despite the fact that you're not even in the same grade as him, he's one year above you and Yeri.

y/n : weather is nice dont jinx it y/n : fine but pick me up y/n : cuz doyoung won't let me drive his car

You send the messages to Yeri to prove her the weather is fine, and indicates that you agree to go to Lucas' house tonight, it's a great night to probably get wasted after all those tiring run mum decided to toss on you. It's gonna be fun, anyways. But the thing about hanging out with Lucas and his senior friends.. You might've developed a big fat crush with one of Lucas' closest friends, Xiaojun.

You barely had an interaction with him, though, because he's usually the quiet and calm one in Lucas' closest friends group. Lucas himself is already so fucking loud, not to mention Hendery, the good-looking clown and moodmaker. There's also Jungwoo, the one who looks very calm but actually won't shut up once you talk to him. Mark too, the giggly one with some lame jokes. Well, going to Lucas' party tonight means you can see Xiaojun, probably getting the chances that you'll have some interaction over some boozes or something is also quite high.

After feeling all warmed up, you decide to give yourself a run around the block. Yeri's right, it's a funny weather to run. It's windy, but the more you stay outside, the cloud is getting darker and darker. You also knew that you're not really alone, who's doing this athletic bullshit in this kind of weather, you noticed that a boy is also doing this silly run when you were typing messages to Yeri. Probably just another neighbor's child being scolded by his mum of how Giselle is so athletic that his mum also wants an active son? Welp, you didn't see his face anyway, you were glued to the phone when you saw the figure running from the side.

It's not even a minute after you started running, Yeri already replied again. Is she really that bored that she doesn't have anything to do?

yeri<3 : ok i'll pick u up at 7 yeri<3 : um.. its fucking raining, y/n yeri<3 : go home and take a shower yeri<3 : pick ur clothes and put on some makeup instead yeri<3 : its saturday night, activate your hoe protocol yeri<3 : mr xiaojun is going to be there tonight

You stop running and stare at her messages. Raining? Is she drunk or what? It's not even 5pm yet and here she is, hallucinating-

Oop. There it goes. You feel some water drops on your head. Your hand. It was slow at first, but then the raindrops are getting harder and harder, it's pouring.

"Motherfu-" you let out a curse, you should've trusted Yeri on this. As an intuitive homo sapiens with XX chromosomes, you scan through the streets, looking for some shelter to wait the rain to stop. Spotting a bus stop with a large steel canopy, you run like your life depended on it, avoiding the rain.

Finally arriving, you sigh and sit on the installed chair, typing messages to Yeri.

y/n : omg bitch ur right its raining y/n : should've pretended im dead in my room so mum wont bug me y/n : u know what after the rain ends im gonna sprint back home and take a fucking shower y/n : the universe doesnt like it when im trying to be giselle, it gave me rain instead

You sigh as you shuffle through your playlist, looking for some fun jams to pass your time through the rain, when somebody suddenly approaches you.

"Hi, do you mind if I take a seat here?" a boy asks, pointing to the chair next to you. You look up, and suddenly the next thing you wanna do is ascend your soul the fuck out of your body to the sky.

Oh boy. It's Xiaojun. The boy you won't shut up about. He’s wearing a white loose tank and grey sweatpants, drenched in his own sweat. Oh god. This is truly an attack for you. What the fuck is he doing here? And why must you meet him at your mess like being all salty because of those running fiasco and the rain? While wearing your not-so-fashionable workout gear and not-so-tidy ponytails? Oh god.

You can feel your heart is about to explode when you realize that he is actually the person who is also doing the stupid running at this very weather, you just didn't notice it sooner because you were on your damn phone. Damn, mum was right, everything happened because you were always on your damn phone.

"No, of course! Take a seat!" you answer him, trying your best to crack your sweetest smile although it's more like sweatiest not sweetest.

He smiles back at you, taking a seat next to you, then his eyes get back to his phone, completely glued. Damn this is the only cardio that is worth it, no running, no jumping, no huff that huff this, only sitting next to Xiaojun on a rainy day on a bus stop. Wonderful.

You quickly whip up the messaging app to type all kinds of gibberish and send it to Yeri. She knows what shit is about to go down when you speak gibberish to her.

y/n : FUCKJSHSJJSKSJK YERI y/n : OH MY FUCKING GOD SJSGSJSHSKJSK

Lucky you, Yeri has nothing to do than respond to your messages, she stays put on the chat room.

yeri<3 : OMG BITCH WHAT yeri<3 : SKSHSJJSKS YOU SCARED ME

y/n : HE's FUCKING HERE AHSJSHSJEK

yeri<3 : OMG WHOS HE?? yeri<3 : THE DEVIL??? IS HE GONNA TAKE UR SOUL? SKEJSJKSKSK

y/n : XIAOJUN y/n : TURNS OUT HE ALSO LIVES IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD

yeri<3 : ASKJSJSKSK WHAT yeri<3 : HOW

y/n : KAHSKSJKS omg bitch y/n : i was sheltering myself from the goddamn rain y/n : im in bus stop rn y/n : this angel came to accompany me y/n : HE WAS RUNNING TOO OMG y/n : omg yeri just so u know if im not there when u pick me up y/n : its bc im in church getting married with my man xiaojun

yeri<3 : BITCH OMG SKSKSKSKK yeri<3 : GET MARRIED RN yeri<3 : WAIT dont waste the chance yeri<3 : talk to him rn!!!

You swear you're about to scream when Yeri sends that. She was actually right, this is your chance to talk to him, considering that you didn't really interact that much with him. But really? He didn't even say a word when he sat, probably didn't even remember your name? The disappointment slowly gets into your head.

You freeze on the spot. torn between wanting to talk to him and just let it slide, you'll see him again tonight as Lucas' house, right?

Just when you decide to give up and not say a word, he turns his head to you.

"Hey, I didn't know you live in this neighborhood too," he starts.

Oh god. If every time your heart beats fast you get a dollar, you'd probably have your own private island by now.

You try to play it cool when actually on the inside you wanna scream I LIKE YOU to his face rn. "Oh? Oh yes, my house is number 13." you answer calmly,

He cracks a smile, “13? You’re Doyoung’s little sister?”

Oh god. What the fuck is this clownery? He knows Doyoung? Why and how? At this rate you just wanna evaporate to the rain, what if Doyoung actually knows that you liked Xiaojun and he spills it? Oh god.

You smile back at him, holding the panic you’ve been keeping since he mentioned Doyoung’s name. “Yep. I’m his sister.”

“Oh god, why didn’t I notice that earlier? I could’ve taken care of you at school!” he exclaims, and you sure you just wanna evaporate to the rain. Him? Taking care of you at school? YES PLEASE!

You let out a small giggle, trying to be as calm as possible when in reality you’re very sure you just wanna melt like a goddamn popsicle on a hot summer day. “So, how do you know my brother, actually?”

He laughs a bit, wiping away the sweat on his forehead. Oh god, he’s just so beautiful. “Well.. Doyoung and I used to be a dynamic duo in the school's choir, until he graduated.”

Oh, that. Doyoung is pretty serious about his career in the school’s choir, but you did not expect that Xiaojun is actually a part of it. Of course, he has the face of an angel, the voice is included.

“Now I know why Doyoung never let me come to his house. Turns out he has a cute- I mean, h-he has a sister, and that’s you! M-Maybe he’s afraid I’ll bother you or s-something.” he continues, stuttering a bit, and letting out an awkward laugh. You laugh again, feeling the blood rushing to your cheeks that you can’t hide no more. DID HE JUST SAY DOYOUNG HAS A CUTE SISTER? DID HE JUST SAY YOU’RE CUTE? DID HE-

But then, good things always come to an end. The goddamn rain stops. Oh fuck, no more chitter chatter with the dear crush. Just when it is the fucking time you need to hear the goddamn wedding bells, the rain decided to stop on your rain parade. Fuck.

He looks up, and seems like noticing the rain has stopped. “Well, Y/n. Lucas is having a party tonight, are you coming?”

You can feel your cheeks are still heating from his words, you shyly nod to him. Welp, maybe the rain has stopped, but this stupid crush? No. It goes on. Very much.

He stands up, straightening his white loose tank, getting ready to probably sprint back home. “Okay. See you tonight then, I’m going home. Have a good run!” he says as he walks away from the bus stop, leaving you dumbfounded. And lovestruck. That’s a win, alright.

Xiaojun slowly fades away from your view, and you’re still drowning on your pool of love. Yep, that’s it. You can’t even hold it, you quickly dial Yeri’s number to break out the news.

“What is it, Y/n? You literally left me on read for like 14 minutes straight and now you-”

“YERI LISTEN I’M GETTING MARRIED TONIGHT AND THAT’S A FUCKING FACT!” you shout to the phone, you can picture Yeri is probably goggling out her eyes right now.

“Girl, just because Xiaojun just asked you why the fuck were you running at times like this it doesn’t mean-”

“HE CALLED ME CUTE!” you blurted out,cutting her sentences for the second time,

“-you’re getting married- WHAT?? HE CALLED YOU WHAT?” Yeri yelled from the phone, now it’s pretty clear that Yeri is probably jumping her ass off right now.

You sprint your way to home, while holding your phone to your ears, continuing to give Yeri the details about the bus stop conversation you had earlier. Now she’s just yelling at you to pick the right dress and pamper yourself up, the probability you’ll marry Xiaojun at Lucas’ party is increasing. Sure it does.

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It’s 11.28 PM, 3 hours and a half since you and Yeri just arrived at Lucas’ house, escaping from Doyoung’s warning to you, to get back in one piece, and most importantly, sober. As if you’re gonna leave Lucas’ house sober, that’s funny, alright. You and Yeri were greeted by Yangyang and Donghyuck, who are currently setting up the table for snacks and drinks. That was probably the first time you saw Donghyuck ever setting up something, because if not, Jungwoo would’ve set his ass on fire.

The party madness has started, seems like everybody already has enough alcohol running on their system. Lucas is already losing his shirt and starts twerking in the middle of his house along with Jaemin and Jungwoo. Ah yes, the thot trio already started their thing, and all you have to do is just stay back and avoid getting dragged to the dance mess, because the chance of Jungwoo and Jaemin will start grinding at you is kinda high right now.. Considering their.. Twerking fiasco.

You sit back on the couch and watch your friends getting crazy over the playlist Yangyang made just for this event, sipping on your cocktails that Donghyuck put god-knows-what in it, he said it’s just cherry juice mixed with gin and brandy, but somehow it tastes kinda citrusy. You glance to the right, only to see Yeri making out with some random guy (probably one of Lucas’ friends named Changbin but oh well, that’s Yeri’s business).

Slightly grossed out and sad because apparently you’re not making out with Xiaojun right now, you make your way to the patio, and find the crowd that circle around a spinning bottle. Interested, you join Jeno, Mark, Renjun, Yeji, Hyunjin, Sungchan, Karina, Vernon, Hendery, and of course, the (hottest) most important person right now, Xiaojun.

“Welcome! As a newly joined member.. Truth or dare?” Jeno greets you as you take a seat between Mark and Sungchan. Well, you’d love to sit beside Xiaojun, but apparently, that seat is already taken by Hendery and Vernon.

You silently glance at Xiaojun, who is wearing a denim jacket with light-yellow knit top underneath, paired with white trousers. Damn, he looks so damn good that you wanna cry a river.

Your head comes back to the question Jeno asked. Today’s your day, be bold or bald. It’s time. “Well, I’m not gonna put my drunk antics to waste. Dare then.” you answer boldly, earning a few ‘ooooh’s from your friends.

Jeno snickers. Well, fuck. Guess you’re a bit too damn bold tonight, the realization suddenly hits you like a fucking trainwreck, Jeno is kinda extreme for games like this. Wrong choice, y/n. You gulp as you wait for Jeno to come up with something.

“I dare you to kiss Xiaojun!” Jeno exclaims, clapping both of his hands like a goddamn happy seal. Mark and Hendery are high-fiving right now, throwing whistles around Xiaojun, who is silent as a fucking rock.

Oh god. Things you’ve said about not putting your drunk antics to waste should’ve stayed in that goddamn draft. This is where Jeno takes you, even though you’re secretly happy that you finally get to kiss your goddamn crush, that shit is EMBARRASSING. If you wanna evaporate to the waters, then it’s probably the right time to do it.

But why Xiaojun though? Is your big fat crush on him too obvious?

You freeze on the spot as you awkwardly smile and stare at Jeno. This shit can’t be real. Jeno is goddamn crazy. You can feel the air is getting hot, whether it’s because the alcohol starts kicking in, or just because the blood is rushing through your head.

“Scared, aren’t you?” Jeno taunts you, sipping his beer as the rest of the group laugh except you and Xiaojun, who is currently staring at you with a questionable expression. Is he pleased? Or is he pissed? Oh god.

“I-I’m not!” you answer him, leaning to Xiaojun, gulping once more before asking him, “You’re okay with this though?”

Xiaojun smirks, “How can I say no to you?” he asks back, accompanied by a few ‘ayyy~’ from the boys, sending butterflies to your stomach. Your face is probably as red as a tomato by now.

Good god. Is this the same Xiaojun who is quiet, calm, and collected among his friends? Why suddenly he is so bold? Oh, he’s probably just drunk and won’t remember this kiss anyway.. You lean closer to him, closing the gap between his face and yours by sealing the kiss. His lips are soft yet firm, almost like a grape jelly you had earlier this afternoon, with a hint of vodka, of course.

After a few seconds, you finally pull out and linger your eyes on him. It’s beautiful, and mesmerizing. You just wish that you can see it again, and only for you, no one else. As you get back to your seat, you take one more last glance at him, that is currently also glancing at you, with his cheeks red.

Okay. You definitely heard the wedding bells, thanks Jeno. That’s probably one of your dreams, and thanks to Jeno, it came true. But unfortunately, Xiaojun probably won’t feel the same, or worse, he’ll probably forget about it tomorrow.

Everyone claps, exchanging happy exclaims and cheers as if you just said ‘I do’ to Xiaojun lol, when in reality, you were just doing the dare Jeno gave you. You gulp bitterly as the game goes on and on.

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It’s an hour past midnight, 1.12 AM to be exact. Thank god you’re not that shitfaced, but Yeri is. She is not even capable of doing anything anymore except being all smiley and shit, Changbin already drove her home like fifteen minutes ago, leaving you behind in Lucas’ lair. You suddenly felt the urge to thank god that Yeri made a fantastic decision last minute before picking you up, she used a taxi instead of driving. If she hadn’t, you’re probably stuck driving her home right now.

You scan through the house while leaning through the stair railings, looking for an easy target to get a free ride. Finally spotted your friends, you now have 3 choices : Donghyuck (who is currently seducing some random girl), Yangyang (who is now playing mobile games with Jaemin and Chenle), or Mark (who recently just hit a goddamn blunt, but he’s very capable to drive).

You sip your glass of water, making up your mind for your ride home. But then, suddenly someone taps on your shoulder.

“Do you wanna go home? Like, right now? I can drive you- I mean, our house is like, near.” you hear Xiaojun speaking to you, holding his car keys on his left hand.

Good gracious, is this even real? Like, Xiaojun, is actually asking you to go home with him? Is this real? Or are you just hallucinating from the goddamn weed you take 10 minutes ago from Lucas?

You stare at him blankly. He bit his lip, “I mean- If you wanna stay longer- or probably-”

“Yes, of course! Let’s go.” you smile at him, cutting off his words.

3 times in a day. Good job, Y/n! The wedding is up ahead!

He smiles and gives you a gesture, “Ladies first.”

The drive is not as awkward as you thought. Turns out, Xiaojun is full of surprise though, you nearly choked when he said he once formally apologized to Doyoung before he stood up to defend the dignity of Mint Chocolate Chip flavored ice cream. It’s delightful to find out that he has similar tastes as you, from ice cream flavor to music and school subjects.

Xiaojun also told you the reason why he was on the run earlier, he was bored. Damn, look at it, the difference between a forced daughter whose mum wants an active child, and a bored model-student. He said he didn’t expect to see you because he was embarrassed, he was drenched in sweat.

You can feel the butterflies on your stomach grow wilder and wilder from every word he said, or maybe it’s just the way he smiles when he talks to you? Welp, if it’s anything to do with Xiaojun, you’ll most likely get butterflies.

Just when you thought he was drunk, he is not. He’s capable of driving you home and carrying on some fun convos, also remembering little things. So.. perhaps, he is not going to forget the kiss you shared because of Jeno’s dare?

As you keep on exchanging conversation with him, suddenly it’s time to get off his car and get back to your house, get ready to deal with Doyoung’s nags and scolds for getting home this late.

You giggle as you take the seat belt off, smiling at the brown haired boy.

“Thank you for driving me home, Xiaojun. It was fun.” you say to him, waving him goodbye as you open the door. He smiles and waves back at you.

Just when you’re about to open the gate of your house, you hear the sound of slamming car doors. You turn around and see Xiaojun standing in front of you, eyes sparkling like a goddamn star. Unfortunately, it’s not Christmas.. If it is, all you want for Christmas is to stare at Xiaojun’s beautiful eyes all day, and probably get married to him.

“Um.. Y/n.. I don’t know how to say this but.. The kiss you gave me earlier, it’s kinda..” he starts, smiling sheepishly.

Oh god, what now? It’s kinda what? Gross? You swear you’ll kill Jeno if you hear that from Xiaojun.

You gaze at him as you wait for him to complete his sentences.

“It’s kinda.. Making me feel.. Things.” he finally continues, rubbing the back of his neck while looking away from you, flustered. It’s pretty cute.

You giggle at him a little, the butterflies come back, or maybe they never even left?

“Don’t laugh, Y/n. I’m being honest, I was pretty embarrassed to run into you during sheltering, and now you’re laughing at me for-”

You let out a big laugh before you pull him to another kiss. This one is a bit longer, more passionate and intimate, unlike the one you had before. He cups your cheek as you feel him smiling during the kiss.

“I’m sorry if I invaded your privacy- but your fast typing was very.. Intriguing.. I might’ve seen you texting Yeri at the bus stop.” he giggles after you pull out from the kiss.

Yikes. You feel like you’re about to burst now. He saw you texting Yeri? What kind of clownery is this? Did he see you typing- oh god, that’s too embarrassing to remember.

“No! That’s too embarrassing!” you cover your face, he laughs once more.

“Now, which church are we going to? I’m pretty sure you said we’re getting married tonight, right?” he takes your hands off your face, grinning widely.

You pout and lightly hit him, only to be attacked by his hugs a second later. Aww, finally, dreams do come true. You stay on his embrace for a few more minutes, no talking, just comfortable silence and realization that you’re on Xiaojun’s arms right now.

You glance at your watch, Doyoung would be furious by now. Telling him that you really have to go before Doyoung can rise from his sleep and beat your ass, you finally wave goodbye to him as he gets back to his car.

Finally entering the house, you’re greeted by Doyoung who’s standing in front of you, holding a bowl of salad on his right hand.

“So, kissing Xiaojun in front of my salad?” he raises his eyebrow.

You stick out your tongue as you make your way upstairs. Technically, not in front of Doyoung’s salad, because the door was closed. He’s probably looking through the window, such a nosy brother. You laugh at the thought of Doyoung getting furious while eating his salad as you get a message.

Xiaojun : so, see you at school? Xiaojun : can’t wait to hold your hand on monday ;)

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theravennest · 3 years ago

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Let’s Talk: The Blooms at Ruyi Pavilion

I finished all 40 eps about two weeks ago, actually. I enjoyed it for the most part, the 1st half especially, but there were several things near the end that took me out.

But first some of the good bits...

The cast chemistry was immaculate. Our four main lead actors were a lot of fun together. Not just Zhang Zhehan and Ju Jing Yi, but also Wang You Shuo and Xu Jiaqi (Loved them!). The four of them have such obvious ease with each other after their previous work together in Legend of Yun Xi and it made scenes with any combination of the main four really pop.

I was especially drawn to the sisters’ relationship and the Prince-Vassal bond going on between Prince Su and Little Marquis. (Y’all know I’m a sucker for both sibling stories and stories about fictional royals and their loyal vassals.)

Most of the ancillary characters were interesting, actually. As y’all know from my last post about this one, I was crack shipping like crazy all the side characters. 😂 This cast made it easy for me.

Except for Prince An. (Sorry to hit the bad so early.) Good god, I hated that man. His character was poorly drawn in pretty much every way, which is unfortunate cuz he’s the main antagonist. Any story with a main antagonist that just doesn’t work is always gonna be weaker.

Also, no offense to people who like that actor but he was the only cast member who did absolutely nothing for me in terms of performance. So much of the story was focused on his weaksauce motivation and dry acting like, my god, put me out of my misery I do not care.

Anyway, the set design and costuming was top notch and I even enjoyed the broader story ideas the show was trying to put forth. The sitcom vibe of the first 20 eps or so was SOOO good. Our four mains’ comedic timings were pitch perfect.

Unfortunately, the writing took a sharp nosedive in the back 3rd or so and it had a rough ending. (The lightning strike on the tower scene, the fight in the underground temple, the return of Prince An’s mom...all of that was trash. let’s be real.)

I mostly blame this on three things: the missteps with the Prince An character, the lack of development of Rong’s prophetic dreams even though that was the main premise of the show, and the jump-the-shark moment that was the wedding night and its subsequently underwritten fallout.

Now to clarify, I don’t mean to say the wedding night event shouldn’t have happened at all but rather the execution of it within the story was poor and it negatively impacted 90% of the other character motivations/progressions and the overall pacing.

You know, it felt like that thing you do as a writer where you wake up and have a specific scene in your mind. It’s evocative, impactful, fun, or otherwise intense. But you just have that scene and it’s something that would have to happen in the middle of your story. So you work your way backwards to try to get to that scene and you do your best to get the characters to make decisions to get there but when you sit down to write nothing works out. It’s clunky or OOC for the scene to still happen so you end up having to either scrap the evocative scene or keep the clunky lead up and hope no one notices. That’s what that wedding scene and everything that happened after felt like. They wrote themselves into a corner and just struggled to recover until the bitter end.

The main pairing suffered the most because of the poor writing choices. No matter how much chemistry ZZH and JJY have together, even they could not completely salvage Rong’s yo-yoing behavior with Prince Su. They started off so wholesome and then dove into such toxicity and miscommunication for no reason.

Don’t get me wrong. I can very easily enjoy angst. But Fu Rong consistently broke this man down. After ep 25-26, it stopped being good angst and became so awful to watch all the emotional manipulation and turmoil. There’s something broken in the writing if 9 out of 10 times Prince Su cried or fell into depression it was because of something Rong did or said to him after jumping to a conclusion with only part of the puzzle pieces gathered.

I could forgive some stuff because Prince An was manipulating things but some stuff was just all Rong not giving Prince Su the benefit of the doubt or plain old not doing her due diligence in investigating. She is supposed to have inherited the most prolific and successful spy organization in the show and she still got 90% of her conclusions wrong. It was like she was determined to always think the worst of Prince Su no matter what despite how often he went above and beyond to help her. Despite the fact that he literally had a reputation as a general for being a harsh taskmaster but fair and just.

I think what broke me was when she did the bare minimum investigation into her own father’s death and just fully blamed Prince Su without confronting him honestly or even considering his personality or their relationship up until that point. She really believed a single street seller’s entire testimony over the man she lived with and supposedly loved for months. Girl...

And this is after she’d previously mistakenly accused him of killing her mentor with very few facts to the point where she stabbed him on their wedding night.

There came a point where I actually wanted Prince Su to finally, truly divorce Rong and settle down with someone who could love him right. Maybe give him time to heal from the repeated heartbreaks, betrayals, and the literal stab wound in his chest but he was so fucking in love with Rong, he just couldn’t escape.

(If there were behind the scenes production reasons for the clunky-ness of the back half, I would not be surprised at all but ultimately they don’t matter cuz the story we got was the story we got.)

Imagine if we had gotten a Rong who used her prophetic dreams to navigate the cut throat world of royal politics. Or imagine if we’d gotten Rong as a true apprentice to Ruyi who learned both metalsmithing and spycraft in the first half and took over the pavilion as a competent leader in the second half. As it stands, it just felt like wasted potential.

I’m glad they had the modern day special AU eps tho cuz those were great. Zhang Zhehan and Ju Jing Yi had the opportunity to really showcase their incredible chemistry but in a modern setting and with better writing than the back 3rd of BRYP.

Now let’s talk Zhang Zhehan since he was the reason I started this in the first place. I loved him in this. I truly did. He was stern and serious but also playful and sweet. He was romantic but awkward, badass but vulnerable. He really delivered a nuanced and charming performance. I loved every second.

I think my favorite moment wasn’t some badass fight or even a super romantic moment. No, it was when he got drunk and started crying like a little baby cuz Rong was constantly doubting him no matter what he did. It was simultaneously sad and hilarious. Like gut busting funny. Y’all can watch it here:

youtube

I laughed so fucking hard at this. Oh my god, guys! This shit was too much.

Random Thoughts:

The romance between the 2nd leads was A+. Truly an adorable affair. Though I think they should’ve gotten together officially earlier around ep 25 or so and we should’ve seen the rest with them as a couple.

The costuming was so good y’all. For all the main four characters but I was especially drawn to Prince Su’s outfits.

The ghostly pale look with the bright red lips and eyeshadow makeup for Rong did not bother me at all. I actually liked it for her though I think it would’ve worked better if she’d had more explicit prophetic abilities.

I could’ve used more actual war scenes with Prince Su and Little Marquis.

The OST for the show SLAPPED!

That one kid spy in Ruyi Pavilion was voiced by the same actor as Chengling from WOH and I have never double-taked harder. lmao

Even though there were things I didn’t like in this show, I appreciated how gay I could make it in my last post. Truly it was a bisexual’s dream aesthetically.

#the blooms at ruyi pavilion #cdrama #zhang zhehan #ju jingyi #liveblogging #meta #reviews #long post

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stusbunker · 4 years ago

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Hunters’ Crossing: Moving In

A Kinky Swingin’ Supernatural AU

Featuring: Dean Winchester x Wife!Reader

Written for: @spnkinkbingo

Word Count: 3535

Square Filled: Teasing

Summary: Dean and you work on moving into your new house. Which just happens to be Sam and Rowena’s old place. A neighbor stops by while Dean is out, welcoming you to the cul-de-sac. As the day goes on, you enjoy distracting your husband until he has had enough.

Warnings: 18yo+, shower sex, oral sex (both), penetrative sex, fingering, anal sex, analingus, dirty talk, just happy couple smut.

Pre-read by @cracksinthewalls & @thoughtslikeaminefield (who also made the awesome header).

Dean had been up and itching to get the show on the road for over an hour. The only things left unboxed in the two bedroom ranch, you had been renting since moving back to town, was the mattress, bedframe and a change of clothes. As of sometime after midnight, Dean and you were packed and ready to go. Unfortunately for your husband, you were still sound asleep.

He started pacing, or what sounded like pacing from your exhausted face-down state. It turned out he had started moving the boxes from your room to the driveway.

Dean wasn’t being loud, but it was really fucking early for that.

You crawled out of bed just after eight, shrugged into the old top and leggings you had left out the night before, and prayed he had gotten coffee.

“And she’s up,” Dean snapped his fingers in excitement. You grumbled your good morning, but snuggled into his side as he dialed Benny, his lead mechanic and the guy who was bringing the trailer. You nursed your coffee (with all the right fixings) as Dean finished his call.

“Can you believe where we’re gonna be livin’?” Dean kissed your temple, then looked down at you like a kid on the way to Disneyland.

“Uh, yeah, so can the bank account. You’re lucky you’re so cute and Sam’s lucky you have a soft spot for him,” you finished on a mumble.

“You love that house, don’t be like that,” Dean tisked at you.

“I do! I do. It’s just, I could have slept for like four more hours,” you whined. “Thank you for my coffee.”

Dean rolled his eyes at you, but you could tell he was pleased he had done good. You left a quick kiss on his jaw before he walked away to start hauling more things outside.

Barely ten minutes had passed when Benny and Bobby sauntered up the walkway. Before you had even metabolized the caffeine, the first trip was underway.

Hunter’s Crossing was the last cul-de-sac at the end of Lawrence Lane. Which ran the length of the development known as the Ethereal Estates. The four bedroom, three bathroom McMansion that you and Dean had purchased from his younger brother Sam was on the northern corner, facing south. Dean pulled the Impala into the garage with Benny and Bobby with the truck and trailer filling the driveway right behind you.

As you climbed from the passenger’s seat, Benny let out an impressed whistle.

“Damn, Boss, you’ve gone full country club on us,” the large man drawled.

“Can it, nimrod, or you’ll give him an even bigger head,” Bobby warned. Benny and you both laughed.

“You done? Cuz, last time I checked you can walk and talk,” Dean snipped, only half-heartedly. Bobby gave you a gentle smile as you shivered against the early spring air. You all fell in line behind Dean and awaited your assignments.

Two hours into hauling furniture, Garth showed up to give a hand. Unlike Bobby and Benny, who worked directly for Dean at Winchester & Son’s garage, Garth, a long time friend, was an accountant who helped Dean learn the books when John retired. His wife Bess was the kindest person you had ever met.

You were settled into organizing mode when the guys left to pick up the last round of boxes. Then, the doorbell rang.

A man stood on the front porch, draped against the doorframe like he had known you for years, tucked into a fitted black suit paired with the softest looking tee shirt you had ever seen. His mischievous eyes crinkled above a flirtatious smirk as he introduced himself.

“Baz, hi, I’m at the center of the loop. Welcome to the neighborhood, wish it were over better circumstances, but happy to keep it in the family, as it were,” he rolled off before you could even reply. He must be in sales, you thought.

“Hi,” you gave him your name, finding it easy to smile under his charms.

“You're the sister-in-law? So where’s brother dearest?” He teased in a tonal accent.

“Oh you know, sent him to do the heavy lifting. They’ll be back before long.” You stood up straighter.

“Right, well, we’re having a dinner party next week. It’s kind of a regular thing, we take turns hosting, and my wife’ll kill me if I don’t pass on the invite. Friday at seven? We have cocktails, and get gussied up for one another,” he mentioned passively, but you caught the drift. It wasn’t a backyard barbecue. “It’s all a bit pretentious if you ask me-- Well, who am I kidding, right?”

You couldn’t help but giggle a bit at his expense. “It sounds great--- Bash?”

“Baz,” his voice sizzled along the last letter.

“Baz, sorry. Uh, I’ll have to check with Dean, but I don’t think we have anything going on.” You gave him your best customer smile.

“How about I’ll just pop back when you’re better settled? I didn’t mean to pressure you, love,” Baz waved as he backed off the porch.

“You’re fine, really,” you apologized. “It’s just the first day, a lot to sort out.”

“Of course! Take your time. Right, well, I’ll be seeing you, ta ta,” Baz waved with a tight lipped grin.

You closed the door and exhaled. That was more than you had heard from your neighbors in the three years you had lived at your last place. It was kind of exciting getting an invitation on the first day, now if you could just convince your husband to go. But Dean didn’t really get ‘gussied up’ for much.

Dean found you in the kitchen, kneeling on the counters as you sorted the plates. There was so much space, everything was able to get its own shelf. You heard him start the tap, just out of your line of sight. Quickly, you sensed his amusement as you continued to stack and place the piles by size.

“Don’t laugh at me, it’s easier this way,” you said without looking at him. When he didn’t reply, you grew curious to what he was up to, slowly you turned around to find him leaning against the island which held the double sink, eyes firmly on your ass. You sighed, but leered back at him, down to just his t-shirt after the last of your belongings had been unloaded. He wiped his wet lips with the hem of his shirt, flashing the sweaty plane of his abs at you.

“Don’t mind me, carry on,” Dean sassed, waving you back to the task at hand.

It was your turn to roll your eyes, pushing off the counter with an exaggerated arched back. You broke down the box and moved onto the next, knowing Dean was enjoying his water break more than he should.

“Why don’t you call for pizza? Get the guys fed for all their help,” you suggested as you climbed back up to stock another set of cabinets, this time with glassware.

Dean nodded before he finished off the last of his water. As he scrolled through his phone for a number, you remembered your visitor.

“Babe? You got anything going on on Friday?” You watched him think.

“No, why?” Dean didn’t look up, brow scrunched in concentration.

“We were invited to the neighbors’ for a dinner party,” you sing-songed the last words, emphasizing the level of chic.

“What neighbors?” Dean paused.

“The ones in the big house in the middle. Baz, was his name. Said they do it a lot and take turns hosting,” you shrugged. “Could be fun. It was nice to be welcomed to the neighborhood.”

“How long was this guy here?” Dean’s face froze in suspicion.

“He just stopped by!” You chuckled aghast, but you couldn’t hide the blush Dean’s interrogation had brought back.

“So, what, he just conveniently shows up to check out the hot new neighbor when he saw us leave?” Dean shook his head and stood straight, squaring off. “I don’t know, sounds like a creepy thing to do.”

“Shut up, he’s married! He said his wife would kill him if he didn’t extend the invitation. Calm down, would ya?” You hopped down to face him. Dean grumbled and went back to his phone. “Hey?”

“What?” Dean huffed.

“I love you.” You placed your chin on his shoulder as he got over his temporary pouting.

“Yeah?” Dean cocked an eyebrow, and smirked at you.

“Yep.” You popped the p.

“You want the usual?” Dean put his phone to the opposite ear.

“Please?” You grinned, as he settled against the sink once more.

His fingertips swatted the curve of your hip as you walked away.

You had left an entire room for the empty boxes. Without enough furniture to fill the space and after Sam and Rowena sold off half of theirs to cover the costs of the divorce, it was easy to let the cardboard pile up as the day went on. As you waited for lunch to arrive, you trudged through the living room to drop off another few flattened boxes.

Dean asked Benny and Garth to reassemble your bed and the guest bed upstairs, while he and Bobby organized tools and lawn equipment in the garage. You could see Dean and the older man talking through the window in the study, or the current box depot. Your husband had a fantastic profile and you took a few moments to appreciate it.

Slowly you tore yourself from your reverie and started to break down the remaining intact boxes. You quickly grew overheated and bent over to crack the window. You caught Dean’s eye as you wrenched the stiff windowpane up. He was watching you from the tops of his eyes, mouth open as his tongue played with his top teeth.

He always had such a sinful mouth.

The glint of chrome flashed from his window up to yours, the wrenches he was lining up nearly forgotten as you ducked your head out the window, strategically pinning your breasts between your folded arms. He was not shy about taking in the show, his eyes grew dangerous with want.

There was a sudden pounding on the front door. Just as quickly as you draped yourself out the window, you rocked back and away from Dean’s hungry glare.

The beer bottle was cold against your lips as you let the tangy liquid wash down the mouthful of pizza you had practically inhaled. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until the smell wafted in from off the porch. Best pizza around and you were finally in the delivery radius, suburbia already had its perks.

“Save some for us, darlin’,” Benny teased, as he cracked off the top to his bottle.

"Hey, I'm not the one driving anywhere, you get your one, the rest are mine," you sassed back.

You took another sip, locking eyes with your husband across the table. He licked his lips before taking a generous swallow of beer. A familiar heat sizzled in his eyes.

"Good to know who's really in charge," Bobby nudged Garth to hand him his beer, which Garth passed on.

"I don't want to get drunk," the skinny man reasoned.

"Yeah, and I don't want to have to call Bess to pick you up," Dean agreed and took the offered beer from Bobby, though his was nearly full.

"Somebody's ready to celebrate," Bobby teased.

"They're ready for something," Benny taunted. "A little horizontal mambo seems to be in the cards."

"It has been a long day, a little might be all he's got left," Bobby agreed.

You almost spit out your beer as you giggled with their banter. Dean chugged his beer and rolled his shoulders.

"Mind your business, or I'll have you work late every Friday until I'm sick of looking at ya," Dean said after a faint belch.

"Yes, sir," Benny nodded, smirking at you with a little wink. You shook your head and sighed. The food quickly disappeared alongside the beer, leaving you all stuffed and lethargic. You rolled your shoulders and followed the guys out through the garage. Dean shook hands goodbye while you leaned against the double wide door frame, smiling and waving. You were grateful for all they had done to get you settled in.

“Have a good weekend, boys!” you called, watching them climb into the truck. Dean sauntered back to your side, sweat stained shirt rumpled, hair askew, and handsome as ever.

“Ready to go break in that fancy shower?” he asked, fingertip dragging your hair from your pulse point. A devilish chill ran down your spine, you couldn’t help but shiver from his touch.

“I am beat, Hot Stuff,” you lamented. “A shower does sound amazing though.”

“Let’s get you naked, then we’ll see who’s beat,” Dean punned horribly.

You groaned and then gave him a meager chuckle. “Do you even hear yourself sometimes?”

“I’m fucking hilarious, it’s one of the reasons you married me,” Dean insisted, leading you back into the house by the small of your back. You stomped through the mudroom and passed the kitchen to the stairs, every step up felt like you had concrete bricks for feet.

“No rush or anything,” Dean teased, hands firmly on your hips, always so supportive.

“Why did we buy a two story house?”! You fell dramatically forward, slumped on the landing, with your legs and arms askew like limp noodles. “Can I just nap here first? It’s so far!”

Dean stood two steps behind you, hands on his hips and bitch face on. “Really?”

You rolled to your back, knees bent and propped yourself up on your elbows, as if it was the hardest thing in the world. Starring up at his annoyed face, you got creative.

“Please? Just take a little break with me?” You opened your legs suggestively, seeing his eyes rake over your body before he rolled them in mock annoyance.

“Five minutes, then I’m getting clean, with or without you,” Dean warned. He fell into the cradle of your thighs, his chest was flush with your heat, as his face burrowed into your cleavage. His arms snaked around your shoulders, holding you up to him like a pillow. It would have been uncomfortable, if he didn’t feel so damn good squishing you into the plush carpet.

Every inch he touched burned through your clothing, the radiant heat of his body oozing into your tired muscles, turning your blood into molten sludge, pooling at your core. Dean hummed and shifted above you, the tip of his nose teasing a nipple.

“I can’t wait to fuck you in every room of this house,” Dean murmured, voice husky and full of promise. “Gonna make you scream my name until there is no doubt every inch of this place belongs to me.”

“To us,” you replied, pulling his face up to look at your lust blown eyes.

“Just you and me,” Dean agreed, kissing a clothed tit, and then the next. He slid up on his toes until his hard edges crooked against your welcoming curves. Then he kissed you blind.

You twisted your hands into his hair and the back of his shirt, clinging to him as he sucked every memory of exhaustion from your mind. The satisfaction of a day’s work done and the hope of new beginnings flooded into your already happy existence, filling you with a blissed out giddiness as Dean began to grind his hips against you. You gasped, breaking the kiss, before dragging his shirt over his head.

He leaned back and placed a swift kiss on your lips. “Five minutes are up.”

You groaned in dismay as Dean untangled himself from your limbs and climbed the last six steps to the second floor.

“You coming or what?” He barked at you, belt already flapping open, erection poking his shorts out of his fly.

Dean usually hated shower sex, too many slippery surfaces and not a lot of space to get things done. But now that you had a walk in shower stall, custom-made for his giant brother, Dean had become an enthusiast.

What started on the stairs, led to him staying dressed on the bottom half until you were completely bare. Then he started the water, letting it get as close to boiling as he could stand and how he knew you liked it. He escorted you under the massive showerhead and pulled back your hair, letting the water soak every inch of your skin.

He wouldn’t let you touch him.

Then he started to scrub, louva sudsy and soothing over your shoulders, under your arms, around your breasts, leaving the parts that needed him most tight and wanting. Once you were as clean as he was going to let you get, Dean brought out the shampoo, letting you finish, not trusting himself to be gentle enough with your tresses.

It took him less than five seconds to finally get naked.

Once your hands reached above your head, Dean started his attack. He lapped one nipple into his hungry mouth as you groaned. Dean watched you the entire time as he mouthed your tits, wanting to push you to the edge as many times as he could get away with.

Fucking tease.

Then he moved between your legs, and the way he left parts of you unwashed all made sense. Because he wanted to taste you, not your floral body wash. He fell to his knees and hooked a thigh over his shoulder, leaving rough kisses on each thigh. Back and forth he went until you were dizzy and whimpering. He rinsed his hands and licked his finger tips for good measure, watching you wait for him to get on with it.

Then he began to stroke your folds. Ever so carefully, he pulled you open, cherishing the way you quaked for him. Your wetness only aiding in the tortuously slow glide of his fingers, front to back, back to front. After more breaths than you could keep track of, Dean pressed into you, two calloused fingers as deep as they could go.

You grasped his neck, desperate to hold on, because as soon as he would, you needed Dean’s tongue on your throbbing clit.

“Whoa--- everything alright up there?” Dean said with laughter in his voice.

“God, fuck, Dean,” you begged.

“Yeah?”

“Please, stud, I need you,” you panted, nails digging into his back.

“Might want to think about how you were acting all day then. Climbing around like a jungle cat. Practically flashing me and Bobby in the garage. Flirting with the neighbors,” Dean tisked at you. “I’m just giving you what you gave me.”

Then he shut up and put out. That sinful mouth decadently pulled and puckered every inch of flesh, until you were screaming over the torrent of the shower. Once his tongue joined his fingers, you were gone. Liquid heat squeezed out of you as your body shuddered out the aftermath, thanking his skillful digits for their efforts.

At long last, you were bent in half, hands braced against the intricate tile as he speared into you from behind. Your body fighting to keep the water out, which only pushed Dean to thrust harder against the unrelenting tightness. Your legs were going to give out soon, it was all too much, the warmth of the shower and the way, even on your tiptoes, Dean had to crouch with his bowed legs to hit your sweet spot with every single stroke.

When he smacked your ass, you faltered, elbows bending and falling forward. He caught you, slowly easing out of your abused cunt, until you were back on steady feet. You turned to kiss his pink lips, still heady with your juices. Carefully Dean reached behind you to turn off the water, brushing his chest against yours. You reached up and pinched his nipple. In return, he let his hand drop down to cup your mound, tapping a gentle rhythm across your slit.

“Ready for that nap, now?” He offered, kissing your temple.

“Definitely.

You spent the rest of the weekend unpacking and screwing, just like Dean wanted: in every room of the house.

He ate you out as a pre-breakfast in bed, first thing Sunday morning, slow and dirty. The noises that came from his plush lips made you writhe just as much as the work his tongue put in. You sucked him off while he made you a proper meal, but only during the prep work as bacon spatter is nothing to toy with.

You rode him while he tried to watch opening week baseball highlights in your new living room, your bare legs deliciously smooth against the leather of the couch. He took your ass after he watched you doing laundry, bending down to pull the hot towels out of the dryer was too much for him. So, he dragged you up stairs to a spare bedroom, licked you clean and then worked you twice over before slamming home and filling you filthy.

Moving was the best idea you’d ever had. You loved the house and couldn’t wait to get to know your neighbors. Life was good, you just didn’t realize it could get even better.

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acrobaticcatfeline · 4 years ago

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Of Books, Brothers, and Broadway (Creativitwins College AU) Chapter One!!!

Word Count: 1771

TW: So Remus, obviously, swearing, ocean mentions, sea creatures and reptiles, and I think that’s it!

Pairings: None yet. This chapter is just a ton of platonic creativitwins!

Notes: This is three pages that I wrote last night. I’m now at ten pages of this. I don’t know what I was possessed by but I’m not about to complain. Its a college AU, I mention it I think, but Roman is a theatre major and Remus is a marine biology major with a minor in creative writing. I’m excited for you guys to see more of this!

Summary: “Bro!!! Bro I found a giant ass lizard in the yard look at it bro!!!” Roman and Remus Reyes live together. They figured it would be cost effective to do so while in college. Roman deals with Remus’ reptiles and fish tank, Remus deals with Romans singing at 3 in the morning. They’ve had an interesting relationship, and when Remus reminds Roman of a deal they made years ago, hes ready to start crying. Can a couple of kids from Florida make a Broadway musical?

“Bro!!! Bro I found a giant ass lizard in the yard look at it bro!!!”

Roman was done with his brothers bullshit. He doesn't know where he got the bright idea that the two of them should cohabitate in an apartment during college, but as he panickedly climbs onto the kitchen counters to escape him he knows he must've been on some sort of drug. He released a scream as he backed into the corner of the room as his brother held out a lizard that was definitely going to jump and attack him.

“GET IT AWAY!!! ITS SLIMY AND GROSS AND MALICIOUS!!!”

“This little guy malicious? Nah bro, that's a you problem. He's so cuteeee look at his scales they’re almost a holographic!”

That caught Roman's attention. He stopped panicking to actually look at the critter in his brother's hands. Remus was right, he was almost holographic. Roman gave it a weak smile and Remus beamed.

“See? It's not that scary! I'm gonna keep him! He's gonna be named fred!”

Roman chuckled softly as his brother finally left and brought the lizard to his room. He slipped off the counter and followed at a safe distance.

“Don't you think you have enough reptiles? If you keep getting more you'll need more heat lamps and i'm giving you more of the electric bill”

“Ok fair point but hear me out, have you ever seen a collared lizard quite as colorful as this one? I mean he's such a pretty one aint he?”

Roman took more steps forward, relaxing once the lizard was placed in the terrarium. The lizard was quite colorful, and Roman couldn't deny, it was one of the prettiest ones Remus had captured. It immediately scurried around and dived into the water bowl. Roman laughed at it.

“Besides, he was just begging to be brought in! Like really this time! He kept bumping into my feet, he started climbing my pants leg, it was so cute you should've seen it!”

“I'm sure I would have cried.”

Remus chuckled as he moved to the other wall of his room covered in a giant aquarium that Roman was still amazed fit through the doors. Remus grinned at all the fish swimming around, tipping a good portion of fish food into the tank after turning off the filter. He then made his way to his bed and sat on the twin sized mattress covered with octopus blankets. He grinned at his brother and Roman rolled his eyes.

“When are you finally kidnapping an octopus huh?”

“I'm glad you asked! You know my internship right?”

“Of course, the only time you don't talk about the marine institute is when youre talking about your reptiles”

Remus popped up and grabbed Roman's wrist and dragged him to the whiteboard calendar that hung on the outside of his door, pointing excitedly at tomorrow's date while bouncing on his toes.

“Well they just got an octopus buddy in that needs constant care that they don't have the time for! She's real fucked up, she needs meds twice a day, she needs to be hand fed, its a real fucked up case, they were rescued from a seaworld copycat, the poor thing hasn't been healthy since it hatched we think. There's a chance that she won't even be able to be released cuz she's been so dependent on humans for her whole life. But they opened up for applicants, and I was the only one willing to take her in. they're coming and checking my tank tomorrow and if it is good enough, which i'm certain it will be, and then they'll hand her over and i’ll be her caretaker!”

Roman grinned at the excitement his brother had. He ruffled his hair quickly.

“That's cool rem. I'm happy for you. She got a name?”

“Mhmm! Her name is Cephanie! But I've been calling her Cephy. She's so pretty ro, i can't wait for you to meet her! And she's so friendly!”

“You know every day I get less confused at your choice in major. And more confused about your minor”

Remus grinned at Roman and released his wrist, skipping over to their kitchen, relishing in the fact that Roman followed still. He poured himself a cup of coffee and jumped onto the counter with a grin still plastered to his face. He took a sip from his mug, the one with a tentacle handle, and kicked his feet.

“I don't know why! It's totally sensical to have a minor in creative writing ro! It's not like you can expect me to be your playwright if i don't know what i'm doing! Besides, i can write epic lovecraftian horrors that aren't incredibly racist and who doesn't want that?”

Roman blinked. He had to process what Remus had said and he was still confused. His head tilted like a dogs.

“My playwright?”

Remus giggled, it was funny when Remus giggled, it wasn't a sound that you would expect to come out of him. And yet he did it often.

“Did you forget? Aw ro, you can't back out on it now, you asked me when we were still in middle school to write you a book for a musical, and you were gonna write the music and you kept saying you were gonna get it on broadway. I've held up my end of the deal! In fact, I actually have a story started, I think you're gonna love it! Course, i haven't written it all out yet, it's gonna be my final”

“Wait, you remembered that? Rem we were like 10!”

“And now we’re 21, what's your point?”

“We, we can't get on broadway! We’re a couple of idiots from florida! I’m, i'm not a musician, I'm barely even a dancer, what are you talking about? That was a fever dream from a couple of kids, it's not like we can actually do it!”

Remus frowned. He set his mug of coffee down and hopped off of the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave Roman a serious look.

“Do you know when lin manuel miranda wrote his first broadway musical?”

“No i-”

“His sophomore year of college. Who says we can't do the same? Roman you under sell your talents. You're a theatre major, you may not be amazing at any instruments other than your voice but damn bro, your voice is good enough on its own. I've seen you dance, you're one of the best dancers i've ever seen and you're in your fourth year of college. We have potential. I know we can do this if we try, but i can't make it happen alone. I need your help”

Roman looked lost. He wanted, oh so desperately he wanted, to make it happen. It had always been a dream of his to make it to broadway, but he wasn't wrong, they weren't lin manuel miranda, they were some twins from florida, they had no idea what they were doing. And yet. And yet he held out his hand to his brother.

“Ok. ok, we can try this. I can, I can make a score. We can do this”

Remus grinned again and took Roman's hand. He tugged him into the living room. He sat on the couch, pulling out his notebook and flipping to a bookmarked page. Roman sat next to him and looked over at it. There were a few doodles around a plotline that was both gorey and Romantic a la sweeney todd but also quite similar to ella enchanted. Remus grinned at the book and then started explaining.

“Ok so the main character, played by you presumably, is an author”

“Did you just write out your personal fantasy Remus?”

“No, shut up! Ok so he's written several books, like neil gaiman or terry pratchet level several, but those aren't all the stories he's made, he has several stories that have never seen the light of day. He writes his stories in notebooks and journals ordinarily, waiting until they’re fully developed to make them digital. In one of these notebooks there lies a bit of magic. So he writes in this unknowingly, writes of a powerful magician, and as he sleeps it awakes. The magician escapes and brings each of his hundreds of creations to life just the same as him. The characters run amok and the author awakes to see the most beautiful man he's ever met at the foot of his bed. It takes him seeing the magician running through his home to realize that these are his characters. And the man is the protagonist from his most famous novel, one he wrote as a guilty pleasure, writing of a man he had met in his dreams. And he finds that these characters were pulled from different points in their books. The character had been pulled from the early pages, after he had suffered a major trauma and had no clue of the powers he possessed. So now, with his dream man in his living room, in pain from an event he had written, and gifted with emotionally driven powers, he has to fix this mess with the added hurdle of the character creating villains and fiends ready to destroy humanity as a whole with no way to stop. Along the way, some of his characters suffer mortal wounds at the hands of heinous and violent creatures, and all the author has is one magic notebook to fight them off. Romantic plot between the author and dream MC, with angst from the reality of once everything is dealt with, he will have to go back to the book. Thats what ive got so far, what do you think?”

Roman is starry eyed. It's far less violent than Remus’ normal brand of writing, it doesn't inherently include any sea monsters or snake men, and it's something Roman can really appreciate. He loves it, he can already feel the gears turning for songs and dances. Now that he heard the actual story instead of just going on the drawings, he saw far more nutcracker vibes from it.

“Oh, and there's a happy ending or whatever that the author gets to like, marry the other MC, and everyone lives happily ever after. I know you like the cutesy shit”

“Remus this is amazing! I can't believe I hesitated, I already have some ideas for the score! Remus you're a genius. I love you!”

Roman launched into a hug with Remus, which had the other laughing. Remus hugged him back.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

It was Roman's turn to turn into a giggling mess.

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moon-caramel · 5 years ago

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Roses & Thorns | K.N.J | part.2

❣ Chapter 2: “here we start”

→ Pairing: Kim Namjoon | ft. Kim Taehyung

→ Gendre: College au. / BTS as a frat house

→ Summary: a past history with Taehyun leave so broken you separated of any social interaction, Namjoon shows up he won’t leave, to heal your broken heart and put that beautiful smile back in your face

→ Warnings / ch.: slight anxiety, slight smut, y/n call Namjoon a bad writer (sorry, please wait for the story to development 😅)

→ Word count: 2.8 k

❣ Now

The reception office was covered by the smell of coffee and paper, with the sound of keyboards pressed and small talk of strangers, you were waiting to register to this workshop your professor talk to you about, although you thought of the world for him, you hated the fact you had to take another class, but you couldn’t say no to him, he talked to you about this because he believes in you, and you don’t want to fail him.

Still waiting, where the hell was the person in charge here, it was past lunch hours, and your patience was getting shorter, you start to hit the wooden surface with your fingers, unil a young man with dark hair in blue shirt and glasses came to you

“alright you can stop that already, I’m here” he sit down and moving some papers to leave a space “what can I do for you?”

“I want to sign on to a new class workshop”

“do you have the name or number of it?”

You look to the paper where you write the information your professor gave you, name and number.

“How are you writing today?, B2910”

The guy laugh quietly, it was a silly name, but a cute one as well.

“and your name?”

“___, ___”

“okay all done, here is your schedule”

He give you a paper with your schedule, the same old classes plus one more, How are you writing today? tuesday from 9:00 to 10:30, seriously? tuesday morning ? as if your life was no more pitiful, you save the paper in your bag, craving for something to eat on your way to the dorms you pass by a convenience store, your basic buy cheetos, instant noodles, and some gummy bears.Your dorm is empty your roommate is probably with her boyfriend, it happens a lot since they became a couple, which you are happy about specialty because it give you the comfy cute espace you love.pouring the hot water in the noodle container you wait for the five minutes. You started to think about Jungkook, you couldn’t help, he was the first friend you made here, and he always has the best recipe for instant noodles, you always thought about him making noodles. you tried to change that, trying to avoid any hook that guide you to Tae— the one who should not be name, but it only break your heart to push away Jungkook, like if ignoring his calls and turning around every time you see him the hallways wasn’t enough, you won’t do it your thoughts.

❣ Then

You felt the pain in your head grow, trying to understand math problems that were according to your teacher basic, what a bitch, you felt someone hugging you, pulling his weight on you, you were ready to give this someone a piece of his mind when you turn around and saw Jungkook being this person.

“Of course is you” you laugh

“well of yea, no one is brave enough to come close to you”

“shut up, I’m surprised to see you here”

“where?”

“here, in the library”

“hey i’m a good student”

Hard for you to say, the first time you say him was in a guidance course, he was sitting next to you, he had fall asleep half of the time and the other he whispered dumb jokes that made you giggle, being the start of your friendship.

“why are you here?”

“I’m trying to do this math problem”

“I hate math” he groans.

“so do I.. why are you here?”

“Nothing special, I saw you from the window and came to say hi”

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Time fly faster than you could imagine, weeks of classes parties hookups with Tae that you keep a secret from your friends, after you spend the nights with him you leave early before anyone could see you, he always complains about that but you need to remind him you both are nothing special “still we should be more loving between us” he said.

He was right, but being this your first time doing just a ‘hookup relationship’ you didn’t want to get to attach.

It was a another party night in the house, celebrating the guys entrance to the fraternity, Jungkook call you his guest of honor, and you could be more happy to go, you were in your third drink, the music loud enough you barely hear yourself, and you were crushing in it the dance floor with Jimin, you needed a break so you leave to find a quiet space.

Between the many people you crossed you catch the image of Tae dancing with a girl, gorgeous girl you couldn’t deny that, she has a red strapless dress that marked his curves, she was hot, no one is college is that stupidly hot, she was dancing in his back moving his hips against Tae’s pelvis, he had her firm by her thighs and waist, when resting his head in her shoulder he finds you looking, before he could think of this would turn into a jealousy scene he find you smiling at him, you wave at him and leave the two of them to go to the kitchen.

You were sitting in the counter drinking what could only be water, you see Taehyung coming to make a drink, you just smiled him, you didn’t want to make the hottie girl for him, but he didn’t mind apparently when he lean next to you.

“Why is it that I only can catch you in quiet spaces?”

“Uhmm.. maybe cuz is the only way” It was true, rather than get flirty in a crowded place where your friends can see you, you prefer flirt with him in private, a place where you feel like yourself.

“Is that water?” he pointed at your red cup.

“Yes, I already reach my alcohol limit” you excuse yourself

“that’s boring”

“hey you said it was cute” you tap him on the shoulder

“No, I said you were cute” he paused to give a look, his dark eyes were like a trap, occasionally you found yourself looking at them for too much, and he enjoys seeing your eyes going deep on them, like if your trying to find something.

“And you need to break your rules a little”

“I don’t, and you know you can call me cute”

“Well you haven’t prove the contrary” he smirked and you tap his shoulder again, more like punch it making him whine dramatically.

“You should go take care of your hottie, before I rip your arm”

“Hottie?, you mean the girl”

You nodded “yeah, she was gorgeous”

“Nah, I’m okay with you”

“Seriously?” He looked confused “If I was you I will be taken to upstair now”

He laughed “please do”

“Oh no, I wouldn’t know what to do”

“I can join, I’ll teach you” He rub your thigh, smirking again, was he serious? who knows

You laughed nervously “Oh no, she’s all yours tiger”

“It will be more fun with you”

“No”

“It will make you less cute”

“No, you go have fun”

“____, I really want you, we could be just us”

“Don’t worry about me, we’re friends right?”

“Yeah” he looked confused, turning his head to the front nodding “we are”

“Are you okay?”

“I just… think you’re going to miss a lot a fun” he straightened up and drink all what was left of his plastic cup, facing back at you “I really think you should break your rules a little” he said before he could leave

You snort “just because i don’t want to have a trheesome?”

“No, because I know why you follow them so much”

❣ Now

You had to set three different alarms to wake up, but you manage to get up early on tuesday morning with plenty of time to make you a coffee, in front of the white wooden door, you start to wonder if is worthed to wake up early for this, but then again you don’t want to disappoint your teacher, so after a heavy sigh you pull the door.

No more than five people were sitting waiting, you saw the teacher wasn’t here yet.

“___!”

Someone call you on your back, before you could turn around you’re hugged by someone, strong arms around your shoulder, and you recognise the smell of black vanilla, and soft flowers.

“Jungkook..” you were still under his arms, not giving a chance to move. “Jungkook, I can’t breathe”

He loose his hug a little but without free you, enough for you to look at him.

“I’m sorry, but it’s being such a long time since I see you, and when I do you always turn around, so this time I won’t let you”

you could feel guilt, you spend so much time running away from everyone, you were sure they either forget you or resent you, but Jungkook didn’t seem neither of those, he look at you with the same warms eyes.

“Jungkook I…”

“If I let you go?, you promise you won’t escape”

words couldn’t get out of your mouth, if you could you wouldn’t know what to say, you wanted to ask him what was he doing here?, say that you were sorry for ignoring him all this time, you star to thinking if you could leave this place with an excuse that wouldn’t break Jungkook heart, you just nod.

Jungkook let you go, still in front of you smiling like a sweet child, like he always do, once he noted that you were still there and you did not escape, he was sure you wouldn’t leave, and if you were he won’t make it easy.

“Are you in this class too?” you nod again

“That great, we haven’t been together in a class a long time, let’s grab some seats”

He grabs you by the wrist moving to two free seat together, it takes you a time to finally seat, your heart it’s beating like crazy, and you still can’t manage to understand the situation, Jungkook looks so relaxed compared to you, it’s like nothing has changed, but it did.

“So what’s new”

“w.. what?”

“I haven’t see you in so long, your hair its longer, you look good”

“Thank you” your word manage to come out slow and dry, it’s not your intention but you’re still in shock.

He knows, he understand why you are actic like this, why you moved away from the guys, your friends and you avoided him, but he figured that if he acted like things were like before it would be easy, and he knew you would run away if he bombard you with question.

“It’s okay ____”

He place his hand on yours, trying to reduce any conflict there might be in your head, it felt like that for a moment, the warm of his hand and the comfort in his eyes were more than enough to give make you smile, you missed Jungkook so much, we was like a brother (a very energetic little brother) and you wished to throw your arms around him, say how much you missed him, but there was a reason, he became so close to Taehyung, you once thought that you can hang out with him like you always did, but Tae was always with him, they were close, so much that Tae came to your mind when you were with Jungkook.

It was so painful you avoid him, your best friend, you started to wonder why was he here, and if Tae… is he in this class too? no, no no no… you look around with fear, please don’t be here.

“____, hey!”

Jungkook pressed your hand to focus on him, he saw your teary eyes, hard breathing and he could feel your heartbeat in your hand.

“It’s okay” he whisper to you “He’s not here”

It’s was a come back to reality, there was care in Jungkook eyes and you didn’t notice you were holding his hand back.

❣ Then

You could feel the sweat in your skin, you were on top of Tae moving your hips up and down while he handed some help with the grips on each side of yours waist, his growls had some effect that made you move faster, wanting him deeper inside of you.

You were feeling greed and no shame, you wanted all of him for you, maybe it’s the fact you were busy this days and you heard he’s being very attentive with others, after answer your text telling you to come over you didn’t waste time and make sure you’re still in his mind, after you both came, he got comfortable wearing just a sweatpants and gave you one of his t-shirt.

“you can stay tonight”

“don’t worry, it’s still early” you did stayed sometimes, but you didn’t feel the need of it this time.

“please ____” he sigh, at first he looked tired, maybe something annoyed.

“It’s okay, you look tired, so rest”

“so do you, please ____ I want you to stay”

You can feel this heavy air around not sure how to describe it, there’s something you both need to say, but you’re not sure what is, Tae came to your back to hug you, hiding his face in your shoulder.

“why?”

“Uh?

“why do you want me to stay”

“I just do, I know you want to too”

It was true, you had this need to be closer to him, your feelings were getting stronger, something you didn’t want to as this wasn’t that kind of relation.

“I should leave”

“I like you” He said faster than you could move “I really like you, and I know you like me too”

“Tae” this wasn’t in your plan

“tell me it’s not true”

“I do like you.. ”

“We could be together, I will be yours, and you mine”

He whisper close to your ear you felt like melting inside, It could be, you weren’t planning this, this would be just a have fun relation, no compromise, but you did start to feel jealous in some point, and you wanted you call him yours and only yours, so why not ?

“okay” you turn around “I want that”

The slight smile in The had your heart running, he kiss you like many time before, but more intimate you could feel his tender lips better this time.

❣ Now

“I’m sorry Jungkook”

“You don’t need to say that” Jungkook hand was still on yours, he won’t let it go until he’s sure you are okay

You felt embarrassed, you can handle this better but the presence of Jungkook only bring back the thought of Taehyung and made it worse

“Is this the first time it happen?”

“no”

“Is this because of… him?” he didn’t know if it was save to say his name

You didn’t know what to say, at first it was, because of the fear you could see him, but then it turned a general fear, like you got used to a disease that spread to your mind.

“I don’t know”

“we don’t need to talk about it” he smile kind and you nodded

Seeing him was unexpected, you were so shocked and scared, but happy, happy you could see his bunny smile again, that he could hold your hand for comfort. The best you could do is show how happy you are to see him.

“tell me what are you doing here?” he ask

“Uhm.. My teacher told me about it, he thinks it could help me”

“Well you are a good writer, I’m just here because Namjoon said it will be fun"

“Namjoon?” as the same Namjoon I know?

“He’s gonna teach this class”

You were the definition of dumb face in the moment.

“I still remember the time you got drunk and talk bad about his writing"

“I did what!?” you never got that drunk, did you? FUCK

“Hi everyone” a deep voice call your attention to the front of the class, Namjoon walking in a grey sweater “Sorry I’m late my alarm didn’t go on in the morning”

You never had a deep friendship with Namjoon, he was easy to talk and funny in child way, but he was also a berry occupied student so you didn’t saw him often, and finding out you talk bad about him as writer… you just wanted to die in a hole

“But I’m here now and…” He soon realized your in this class, thanks to Jungkook, he probably will be annoyed with your presence but when you see him he smile to you.

“now we can start”

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→ a/n: so for next chapter we would know what Tae did ⊙_⊙’’ and it will be the last one to involve flashbacks //

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proheromidoriyashouto · 5 years ago

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an au where izuku has a mutation quirk “salt water crocodile” and he's

dangerous

but not in the obvious way ya know like i can't get this image out of my head of the croc that bit its brother's arm off and picture tenya gesticulating by izuku's face while they're walking to lunch and izuku just instinctively side-snaps cuz fast, slippery prey and i’m hungry and bites his finger and part of his hand off and then they scream and izuku gives the finger back and cries abt it but tenya forgives him bc it wasnt on purpose and recovery girl fixes it but from then on is hyper aware of izuku's head is at

he's got a tail which is not prehensile but its huge and rigid and heavy that makes him a great swimmer, and by the time he’s buffed up in time for the entrance exam getting hit by it in passing is like getting side-swiped by a car at anywhere between ankle/knee height and tables and desks are the bane of his existence so they always have to seat him in the back and walking behind him is an occupational hazard

tsu gets tired of jumping over it and just hitches a ride on top of it since he’s very strong and barely notices, ochako walks in front to avoid it altogther, tenya and shouto on either side and ready to leap if lord forbid his attention is caught and he turns more than 30 degrees in any direction or gets antsy and starts air “swimming” with it

he and tsu are hibernation buds, and once when it snowed heavily, they didn’t even make it from the school to the dorms cuz izuku tunneled away from the cold just in the middle of the sidewalk and tsu was with him and they were found sleeping thirty feet deep in some dirt cave

when he’s underwater you know where he is because tsu is visible sitting on his back

he’s constantly winking at shouto but this doesn’t come across because he’s using his nictating membrane and not his actual eyelid, and when they’re at the pool or the water section of the USJ he’ll make big splashes to catch his attention but shouto thinks he just wants to playfight and it usually just becomes an altercation with more punching than hand-holding

he wasn’t bullied quite as much, but what did occur leaned toward quirk-discrimination since reptilian quirks are unfairly associated with villainy.

he’s kinda territorial but tries to limit that to his things and his dorm. unfortunately, this includes his friends and the next time kaminari tries asking out ochako he growls and charges at him on all fours and kaminari’s terrified and runs away. ochako pats him on the head and he does the open mouth thing until he’s given a piece of jerky. aizawa has to put the izukrew on their own floor at the highest level to limit traffic into his turf cuz he keeps jumping out from behind things (ambush predator) doing this

when he’s giddy he high-walks on all fours to and from places. the showers include a personal tank for him to lounge in. the only other person allowed inside is shouto. he doesn’t care so much for rare meat but he loves raw fish and develops an addiction to imitation crab that shouto exacerbates by feeding him out of hand

when he wants the teacher’s attention he squeaks like a baby croc cuz he’s still a juvenile and it makes their job really hard cuz its cute and they’re not supposed to cater to any one student but its very loud and very fast especially when he has an answer/question or they have food

when all might tries to talk to him over lunch izuku is already following him and squeaking and climbing all over him which definitely isn’t helped by inko’s approval of him and izuku’s always hungry due to his mutation and OFA so if walking is taking to long he’ll lunge for the bento box and all might will run which makes for an amusing sight provided you’re not in their path

#bnha #midoriya izuku #midoriya izuku has a quirk #still tododeku #cuz they belong together dont at me #izukrew #he's not a dragon au

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artbymaryc · 5 years ago

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Reverse Zombie AU! these were sketches I had started after reading a writing prompt which has disappeared but i saved a draft i’ll reblog after this :

The zombie outbreak started 2 years ago now you find yourself cornered by a decaying zombie when you do the unthinkable and bite it first when it falls to the floor and grows its skin back and sits up and asks what is going on

these were for a reverse big bang last year but my partner dropped out and i wanted to finally share them. i have a half finished cleanup of Pidge & Keith sitting around somewhere. extremely long notes about the zombie outbreak i saved from chat below the cut if anyone cares.

These are Borg-like zombies, they aren't decaying immediately or out for eating everyone or mindless. Like any virus the point is to spread, and this one is very good at getting the hosts it infects to help spread it to the rest of their species. It affects their brain and makes them NEED to go home to the rest of their people so the virus can get to them. Making the hosts mindless and dumb and killing everyone wouldn't help. Like they will latch onto whatever convenient reason occurs to them first and want to go home for that. They're hyper focused on just getting home, all else is peripheral. They'll stop to eat and rest cuz they have to, but like 6 hrs and food goo is fine no complaints. So in the long run it's bad cuz they're doing the bare minimum to keep functioning. Life expectancy is maybe a couple years? If you don't get in their way and they don't need you they'll brush you off/ignore you. If they want your help they'll try to talk you into into it, infect you if they want to keep you or you keep refusing to help with the thing. If they decide you're a threat to the mission THEN they're gonna neutralize you however is easiest.

Oh yeah spreading like most germs - saliva, blood, boogers, etc. Just super fast. Watch out for food/drink sharing, sneezes to the face, drool, bites, touching the same surfaces, unsanitary practices, etc.

Most space-faring species have developed immunity or a vaccine to it (virus needs name haaaalp) so when it does manage to infect something that can travel off world it tries to get the rest of the species quick. Coran and Allura were already immune, it's been around a long ass time it just wasn't so scary back in the day. The infected figure that out early on.

Maybe they’re investigating wreckage on a planet. Local not yet space faring inhabitants got it second hand from space traders coming by or smth. It’s mutated to a stronger form there. Then there’s some ceremonial good bye thing, Hunk has to drink from the same cup or similar. So whoever gets infected first... they come back to the castle, infect someone else without knowing. I figure Shiro would have to be at least second to get infected... infecting the next one is more intentional, they probly try and fail to get Allura because of her immunity.

So the infected want to get to Earth (tho when they get Keith he might be kinda screwy and suggesting they stop by the Blade base on the way). They're having trouble convincing Allura why they suddenly have to go home when they'd been avoiding Earth before. Maybe they try piloting the Castle one night and realize it won't respond for them. By then they know Allura and Coran can't be infected so Plan B they try to take the Lions. Lions say hells no this is Wrong, your brains are WRONG so they lock up. PLAN C WE CAN STILL DO THIS they're just gonna have to settle for one of those pod ships.

By then it's getting obvious to the last two that something is really off... and the fourth Paladin they give up on subtlety and just straight up bite to convert them quickly. Lance is saying "run", he's the last infected and he knows it D:

Ok so guys not being mindless idiots know they can't wormhole so they need to supply the ship to survive etc, this gives the others time to stop them. They don't want Earth getting overrun since humans are getting better at space, and also if it mutates via Keith and jumps in its new ultra potent form to the Galra the universe is screwed. There weren't viable vaccines on the ship anymore, but Coran can get the computer synthesize more. Then he vaccinates Pidge immediately but while they're doing that the guys come trash the lab so they can't make more.

Everyone's afraid of Allura kicking their ass they'd probly just try to lock her in somewhere and stay the fuck away. They probly get ahold of Coran in the infirmary and like… cryopod him or smth while Pidge is escaping. But Pidge is immunized now with SPACE ANTIVIRUS which she can spread to the other humans similar to the virus. She probly goes after Keith first cuz he's pretty fast and needs him to help get Shiro.

In my head from 1st Paladin infection to curing everyone is like 2/3 days max.

OKAY END RANT SORRY ABOUT THAT

#reverse zombie au #zombies #IN SPACE #pidge #pidge vld #pidge gunderson #lance vld #keith vld #shiro vld #hunk vld #coran #the gorgeous man #pidge centric #maybe one day i will finish the clean up drawing of the cure bite!#after like 500 other wips lol #artbymaryc

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radmanraditz · 6 years ago

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SHIPPING INFO. Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog.

{Mun Note: Did this all the way back in September, at the end of December in 2017, and again in May 2018 so this needs an update! Cuz whooo boi shipping on this blog has been a wild ride.}

{icon art by @bardocks-bandanna // @bluexblonde}

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?:

As of writing this, Raditz is actively involved with @stoplickingthingsweird‘s Turles and @bluexblonde‘s Launch.

I also have a crossover crack!ship with him for the fanfics I want to write.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?:

I’m good with doing anything I feel would be in-character for my muse to do.

I’m used to shipping him with women, but my portrayal of Raditz is bicurious/bisexual. Men mostly come at my muse with a competitive attitude in the past, so he has more of a preference for women.

Raditz himself might be less comfortable with being pushed out of his comfort zone in terms of emotional intimacy, but with the right muses he will get there. Eventually. Some will get it sooner than others depending on their personality and how they treat him. He can become emotionally withdrawn too if your muse treats him in a way he doesn’t like, or he feels pressured to say things like “I love you” too soon or when he doesn’t mean it. I wouldn’t take it as a bad thing though, because if he is saying he loves you soon, he’s probably just saying that to keep your muse appeased and get what he wants. My writing will hint to that if he doesn’t truly care about your muse.

I do tell people I won’t hold their hands for wooing my muse(s), but I do leave breadcrumbs in my writing and in asks and memes. If you are shipping with me or are interested in it, you have to talk to me directly OOC and do so on a reasonably regular basis in order to plot things out.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?:

Any muse or mun under 18 is not allowed to ship with me or my muse, or put themselves into dating/intimacy situations either. If you are over 18 and your muse is at least 18, they’re fair game to Raditz. (Though I’d prefer if your muse isn’t that young.) He’s not into people who are a lot older than him that look their old age, and he might look down on a person who acts too young.

Keep in mind that Raditz’s age in canon is generally estimated between 29-35.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?:

I wasn’t in the past, but currently yeah, I am pretty selective. Dangerously close to being disinterested in shipping with other people aside from my two current shipping partners. I’ve just dealt with too much bullshit from ex-shipping partners.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW?:

After the Tumblr Purge of 2018, it’s supposed to be ok to write naughty time stuff, but I’m still pretty much keeping NSFT things to Discord. (Yeah that means I’m finally comfortable writing smut again. Just in private, and only with partners I’m comfortable writing that with.)

When it comes to talking, anything that starts to get dirty with graphic sexual activity details is what I’d consider NSFW. Detailed descriptions of sexualized body parts, groping/stroking of genitals or breasts are things I consider NSFW. Also detailed sexual fantasy thoughts and emotions felt during physical activity can be too. Basically if you could get into trouble for getting caught reading it at work, or I don’t think the content is suitable for minors to be reading, I’d consider it NSFW and tag it accordingly. Since the Purge, my tags are #Lemon Goodness and #Touch of Citrus

Blatantly stating things like: sex, penis, vagina, kinky, “let’s fuck” or other such things, I wouldn’t think are worth labeling and tagging. Grabbing, smacking, or rubbing a butt isn’t NSFW to me unless said butt is bare and/or the muses are starting to do something sexual in nature.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?:

Turles and Raditz were friends back when they were children. (No we don’t follow the doujinshi Dragonball Zero story as part of our canon.) At least until they became more distant with one another and Turles went AWOL from the PTO. In his Wished Back to Life verse, Raditz uses the dragon balls to wish Turles back to life, and now the two estranged friends are trying to get to know each other again. There is more plotted out, and we’ve had more interactions on Discord due to my busy schedule and the close IRL friendship between Skully-mun and I have. This is not our first venture into writing a ship together, so the friendship and eventual romantic relationship between the muses is something I look forward to since we’re such close friends ourselves who have been through a lot and we already know how to work with one another.

Launch and Raditz aren’t romantically involved at the moment, but he has a one-sided crush on her with a plotted plan to have them get together sometime after the Cell Games. They have a lot of rocky moments since they’re meeting at the lowest points of their lives in that AU. Also because Raditz is trying to adjust to life on Earth, and he’s not the easiest person to get along with. But there’s decent chemistry potential between them, and I enjoy plotting and writing with Reggie.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:

Yeah. Otherwise I won’t recognize it.

Chemistry between muses can develop slowly or out of the blue, but I still need to see that Raditz is indeed interested in the other muse and confirm OOC between us muns before I recognize it as a ship.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?:

Whenever I see potential chemistry. I like ships that help both characters grow as people, especially if it’s a positive relationship.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?:

Yep. Raditz’s blog is a multi-ship blog where every ship is its own AU.

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?:

I enjoy shipping and crack!shipping with fandom stuff. When it comes to roleplay though, I just do my thing and see what happens. I want to see strong chemistry to write a convincing relationship between two characters when I ship for RP. I’m not fond of easy fluff or insta-romances, or the anime romance tropes that perpetuate unhealthy relationship habits. So I guess I’m more in the middle, someone who enjoys shipping on a healthy level.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:

I like Raditz x Turles for M/M shipping. Thanks Skully-mun!

For the heterosexual side of things, I like seeing Raditz shipped with Launch, Maron, (Krillin’s ex not his daughter) and Princess Snake.

I crossover crack!ship him with Mihoshi Kuramitsu from Tenchi Muyo! too. (For my own fanfiction.)

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?:

I would appreciate it if people gave me my space on the subject if you’re interested/potentially interested in shipping with me and we aren’t already. Because I’m afraid I’m not going to be positive about it for awhile. Shipping takes a lot of time and effort with me, and I’m dealing with a physical illness that makes me a really slow RP partner. Not only that, but I’m still trying to get over how salty I feel towards shipping thanks to several ex-shipping partners who made shipping and roleplaying unpleasant for me last year because of how they use/used rp for toxic selfish reasons, and how their shitty behavior affected me and a lot of other people IRL. I really don’t want nor need any extra drama that often comes with shipping partners that I don’t know too well personally. So right now, I feel like I don’t have the proper attitude or time to devote to newer shipping partners along with my current ones. And I’m not sure when that’ll change. But if you’re really interested? Stick around, talk with me OOC, see if we have good mun and writing chemistry, and finally just interact with Raditz for a bit and we’ll see if chemistry can develop naturally between our muses. Because sometimes ships happen when we least expect them to.

Thanks for reading.

TAGGED BY.

This is just another update since a lot has changed since May last year.

TAGGING.

Anyone else who would like to do this!

#long post #tag meme #shipping info for partners #(got rid of more exes)#(coming out about how I've felt since December)#(but yep this is where my muse and I are on the subject of shipping)

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jamnstories · 7 years ago

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Jin Jin- Elemental Powers AU

Word Count: 1,573

Prologue/ Jin Jin/ MJ/ Eunwoo/ Rocky/ Moonbin/ Sanha/ Epilogue

d/n= Dog name (im not good with making names lol) y/n- snow JinJin- lightning/electricity

A cafe date and.... are those stars???

“Mmmmm the person I choose is... Jin pup! I think I’ll contact him first. He looks like a sweet guy.” You said with a smile on your face. “Don't they all?” Your friend said sarcastically earning a snowball to the face. “Y/N!” You laughed as she went to go dry off her face.

With her phone still in had you decided to message Jin pup. “Hi! My name is y/n.” You hesitated but decided to press send anyways. To your surprise you got an instant response. “Hi y/n! I’m Jinwoo! You can call me Jin Jin tho... I mean if you want.” You smiled at how sweet he was being and relieved that it wasn't as awkward as you had thought it would be.

After talking to him through your best friend’s phone for a while you decided to give him your number. Mainly cuz she glared at you being all smiley on her phone for an hour. A few days later he finally asked:

“Hahaha! Ya! I’m the one M-shine accidentally blinded >.< I couldn't see for weeks. I thought I’d never get my vision back LoL”

“Wow! I still can’t believe all of you know each other lol. It’s like you all talked and said ‘let’s all tell her were interested! Let the best man win!’ hahaha”

“Lol of course not. We didn't even notice we did that... Anyways... I’ve had something on my mind.”

“Shoot”

“So we’ve been talking for almost a week now... and i’m really interested in you so... I was wondering if you were free tomorrow?”

“I thought you’d NEVER ask! Yes! I’d like to go on a date with you ^.^”

“Cool! I’ll pick you up at 11 then. See you tomorrow :)”

You ran to your best friend’s room to tell her all about the development and help pick an outfit for tomorrow. Meanwhile.... “Hyung, how come your jumping up and down?” Sanha asked. “I’ve got a date tomorrow!” He yelled as he ran around the room in excitement. “Hyung! Sparks! Sparks!” “Ya! Hyung, your going to cause a blackout again!” Sure enough the lights turned off and the appliances stopped working. “Well I don't know about you guys but I'm still happy for him” the eldest added as he started jumping up and down with him.

It was exactly 11 when you heard a knock on the door. Nervous to finally meet him in person you walked to the door slowly. You were all dressed up and ready for whatever he had planned. As you opened the door, you both stood in silence just staring. In his eyes, you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen yes even more beautiful the eunwoo. In your eyes, you were shocked. From his pictures you didn't think he was so good looking. Cute yes. Handsome, stylish, and good hair NO. But here he was; the cutest and most handsome person you had seen. again yes more than eunwoo.

“Hi” you smiled shyly as you closed the door behind you locking it. “Hi” he responded obviously still in shock. His voice was deeper than you expected but it still sounded sweet. “You look beautiful... It’s nice to finally properly meet you.” He held out his hand and gave you the sweetest smile you had ever seen it almost made you faint.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too.” You smiled shyly at his compliment. As you reached out to his hand, almost touching, you felt a shock and winced at the sudden shock. “Ah! I’m sorry! I got excited and forgot to control my power...” He bowed his head as he pouted. OMGOSH he was so cute he was like a puppy! How could you not forgive him!

“Haha its fine don't worry. Shall we get going?” You smiled and reached your hand out to him and this time he didn't shock you.

As the two of you walked hand in hand, Jin Jin suddenly snapped his head towards you. “Oh! I forgot to ask you. Your not allergic to anything right?” You shook your head. “Do you like dogs?” You nodded curiously “Why?” He gave you his angelic smile and avoided the question. “You’ll see.”

After walking and chatting down the road for a while, you stopped in front of a cafe. “I always come here when I’m stressed. It’s a nice place to relax and I thought I’d share it with you.” He smiled as he guided you inside. It was the cutest place you had ever seen. Why? There were dogs running around all over the place! There were toys, doggy beds, and an obstacle course.

“I love being able to play with the dogs here since I can’t have one of my own.” He explained as the two of you sat at a table. After ordering your drinks he continued, “You know all of the dogs here were either abandoned or lost. Sometimes I would be here and someone would come in excited to find their lost dog. Or like one time, a couple was playing with a dog for a really long time and asked if they could adopt it.” His smile was sweet and calm. You could tell how much he cared about the place and it made you happy that he wanted to share such an important place with you.

A small black lab probably a puppy still came up to you and got up on your thighs. “Hi, what’s your name?” You giggled at how cute she was. “Wah. Amazing” Jin Jin gasped as he pet a larger dog. “Thats her name? Amazing?” you laughed. “Haha! No~ Her name is d/n. I’m just shocked. She’s usually so shy and scared around people... It must mean I made the right choice!” he smiled. “What do you mean?” “If she likes you right away- it must mean your naturally a kind hearted person.” You tried to hide your reddening face from him.

Jin Jin giggled and looked at you in awe. “She’s so cute when she blushes.” As you look up back to him, Jin Jin was getting kisses from the larger dog. Giggling, you told yourself “I never knew a dog kissing a puppy could be so cute!” After the dog’s slobber attack he walked away to play with another dog; Jin Jin saw you giggling and pouted “He left me” making you laugh at his cuteness.

Without realizing it, the two of you had spent hours at the cafe playing with dogs and it was already five o’clock. As the two of you walked along the streets you could feel your stomach growl, “Shall we get something to eat? My treat!” You offered but Jin Jin shook his head. “I shouldn't make you pay on the first date. Plus, I have a surprise for you.” You took his outstretched hand and continued to follow him down the streets chatting and talking. As time drew on, you could feel his nervousness through his hand as you could feel bits of shocks hit you.

Finally, as you stopped right in front of a building, you felt a huge shock go through your hand. Jin Jin noticing you wince in pain immediately apologized repeatedly and let go of your hand. “It’s ok! I was just surprised is all!” You laughed and jokingly said, “One day I’ll get you back with a snow ball~” He laughed and guided you into the building.

“Sorry it’ll be a bit dark for now so just hold onto my arm for now.” You wrapped your arm around his and continued to walk into the darkness. You could vaguely make out a table and two chairs in the middle of the room. Motioning for you to sit down you let go and carefully sit, watching him sit in the chair across. You could hear him take a deep breath in and out.

“I wanted to surprise you. But, I thought maybe the other guys you dated have done everything. So I thought about how could I make it different and then I realized well... we are different.” You could just barely see him raise his hand to the ceiling. You watched as beautiful sparks went straight up and hit something. Suddenly, one by one, tiny lights of different sizes filled the room. “Are those...” “Stars?” he finished. “Yes, they are.” You smiled amazed at the site. Living in the big city, it was difficult to see the beautiful stars you used to look at back home. Tears began to fill your eyes. “It’s so beautiful... thank you!” wiped away the tears, got up, and hugged him.

For the rest of the night, you enjoyed a delicious meal under his home made stars and afterwards, he walked you home. As you said your goodnights, Jin Jin turned back around towards you and said,“y/n, I really enjoyed tonight and I want to continue to get to know you more... I was thinking if you felt the same way that...” “Yes! I’d love to go on another date with you... As long as you don't shock me next time.” You smiled, gave him a kiss on the cheek and quickly ran inside.

Jin Jin stood there shocked and then excitement hit and he began to jump and run about in excitement. He stopped in his tracks to answer his phone “Hyung!!! You caused the whole city’s black-out didn't you!” Ignoring his friends’ yelling he quickly ran home in the dark streets to quickly tell his friends the news.

Weeks later (by texting): “So... I was wondering if you wanted to meet everyone?” “I’d love to!” To be continued in epilogue...

#JinJin #jinwoo #jinwoo imagine #jinjin scenario #Jinjin imagine #astro imagines #astro scenarios #astro fanfic #elements power au

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maginpui · 8 years ago

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Fic self rec meme

I was tagged by @letmereachforthestars this fic authors self rec meme!

So basically i gotta speak of fics I wrote and like! WELL this will be tough but seems fun too! Soooo ill add a summary and the fic links on ao3 below! (I write a ton of xillia 2 fics so ill make sure i vary lol)

OKAY SO WHEN I WAS PICKING I GOT INTO 6 DIFFERENT TALES FICS AND ILL JUST PUT EM ALL (im rather surprised with the ones i like and im going in no particular order) Lets start!

1. Puppets on strings

(done for @cureflora!)

Summary: Fate plays a twisted game with the world and Professor Nebilim knows it better than anyone else. (A Jade centered tales of the abyss fic)

Basically abyss being my fav game im bias as hell. And bonus on the fact its a side character. (i love side characters) Jade always seemed very interesting to me ever since i first got into abyss and he has shattered me a couple of times already. But when writing this fic i didn’t know what to write but it just flowed perfectly and i came to love writing this and i was so proud of it at the end of the day so to me its one of those fics I really really like and it was a lot different to the fics before it.

2. Sent from Heaven

(Done for @lion-magnus - IT BE A LIE IF I DIDNT ACTUALLY SAY I WAS GONNA WRITE @IRLMAGNUS)

Summary: All one would ever want is to bid their loved ones a proper goodbye. For Chris Katrea it was through a letter sent from heaven. It is natural for anyone to think... Did it ever reach them? (A tales of destiny centered fic on chris katrea)

It’d be a lie to say I wasn’t interested in chris katrea- I MEAN WHO WOULDN’T BE? we no so little about her? AND I WAS SO GOD DAMN CURIOUS HOW IT WOULD BE WITH HER CHILDREN OR IF SHE HAD A CHANCE TO COMMUNICATE TO SAY FINAL WORD MMMmmmMMM (Relax) and so its written in this letter to give her the final chance to word her thoughts and her opinions in a rather sweet way!

3. A Forgotten Smile

Summary: Memory is a quite fragile thing at a young age, so it's quite natural that Elle grew curious to seek those lost memories of the mother she has forgotten. (tales of xillia 2 centered- Elle/victor/ lara family stuff)

You guys are totally seeing a pattern here. A bunch of unloved characters and barely developed put into a fic. And honestly lara to me is really fun to write even if its just mentions. This is honestly my fav lara-ish fic i wrote for myself and im very very VEEEERRRY proud of it- I wasn’t writing a lot before this and found it very hard to write anything at all so it was my first good one in a while and i love how sweet it is and how nicely it flowed like shaping all those ideas in my head.

4. Pranks and mischief

Summary: Road trips are tiring and long but with markers and a phone Magilou comes to prove them even road trips can be fun! ...Until everything actually goes very wrong. (my fun berseria gangster au going on a road trip)

Okay ever since berseria came out i said we need a gangster au and this was all made as a joke (this entire fic) BUT BOY WAS IT ACTUALLY THE FUNNIEST THING I WROTE AND I LOVED EVERY SECOND I SPENT ON IT. LITERALLY EVERY SECOND. Though its bad in grammer and everything I PROMISE U ITS REALLY GOOD.

5. Follower of the Wind

For @letmereachforthestars

Summary:The wind plays it’s music freely- there are those who march alongside it but there are those who are mere followers striving for the freedom it holds. (Theodora x zaveid oneshot)

Ngl i was totally interested in some imagery and wanted to make this metaphor and crap in here AND HEY IT WORKED OUT. IN A RATHER GOOD WAY. I found it really fun (the side character patten continues) AND I WAS INTERESTED IN THEODORA WRITING THIS AND IM GLAD KISARA GAVE ME THE CHANCE TO WRITE THIS. Anyways it actually is a fic that was better than what I initially imagined it to be and I really like how its turned out and i am very proud of it!!!

6. Until we meet again

For @cometcloud

Summary:Jude receives a mysterious gift in Christmas Evening, a gift he didn't expect to receive but even then he learnt that miracles could happen in the world. (Tales of xillia christmas jumilla fic!)

This one is a special one because it was my first tales of santa fic! Okay you may have noticed a pattern of lack of ships and ships only if they are side characters in my fics- this one was challenging cuz it wasn’t a ship i wrote about before and it was a big challenge to me and despite the rough path of making this im actually VERY proud with the outcome!

Im gonna tag for this @pikabrightheart @kites-guardian-angel @lion-magnus @overlord-kazuya @artpharos & @nighttime-sabbatical!! You don’t have to do it if you don’t wanna!

(and if anyone else wants to they can say i tagged em!)

#AHH THIS IS FUN #IT MADE ME FEEL I WROTE A LOT OF GOOD STUFF #a lot of em are based on side characters and ships that are unloved #TO THE LEVEL I THINK I FEEL LIKE THE FIRST TO POST ON THEODORA/ZAVEID PART ON AO3 #BUT IT WAS FUN #I FEEL MOTIVATED #tag meme

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