#first draf

[yourlocal-lichen]

it's not blursday anymore but i implore you to feel free to talk abt your ocs regardless :]

whats an oc you're thinking about a lot lately? how abt an old favourite? one that's been giving you some trouble?

omg :3

I've been thinking a lot about Nox recently because I've figured Bard's arc out so well and right now they just seem like an extra (btw these guys are all old favorites I thought of them maybe even 3 years ago now and they're still stuck to me like baby opossums). but I've been thinkin about them lately! mostly about how their city is fighting a big monster and how Nox relates A Little Too Much to the monster and how their best friend is supposed to be the figurehead of light against the monster

I also just thought of two more scenes so you get to have them shoved down your throat with some context

(context: Bard is supposed to be a religious hero for the city but he doesn't believe in the god he's supposed to represent. he has light powers but that's just a thing he's been able to do his whole life but now everyone is calling him the Lightbringer and thinking he's the icon of Lady Light and when he doesn't know what to do he starts actually praying to her and becomes more devout. also he's like. 16)

but anyway. Bard goes to battle against the monster (he doesn't really do anything his job is purely symbolic) and at some point gets face-to-face with the thing who had seeked him out and totally overwhelms him (but doesn't do anything to him something something understanding being made into something you're not) and the people hell bent on protecting their icon beat the monster back (who lets them) and Bard was terrified out of his mind but Nox saw what the monster did and after that starts doing research and maybe tries to find the monster and talks to it

and then later in the story we have a parallel scene where Bard goes to find the monster and be face-to-face with it in battle and uses light against it (aided by Lady Light, his light on its own is not that powerful) which works but at this point the reader has followed Nox and understands the monster more and maybe doesn't want it to die? and that scene either ends with Nox pulling him back (thus committing heresy) or the monster killing Bard I haven't decided yet I just thought about it. I don't think Bard's arc is advanced enough for him to die yet (he hasn't started loving himself again) [plaintext: "he hasn't started loving himself again"].

so that's who's been causing me trouble they've been causing me emotional grief

[carrotcakecrumble]

Loved the little snippets you’ve shared so far – religious Ralph, that is a deep, deep seam…..Dark Sandy?  Yes please!!

And you had to remind me of the Laurie letter fic, I know already I am going to love it and if you are going to tackle the *other* letter, OMG, I need that letter deconstructed, I’m too scared to do it myself.

So, let me see what I'd like more of.....for some reason Ralph rent boy is jumping out at me, can’t think why!

And I’ll have all your young Alec please, for purely selfish reasons.

I take it the rest of your Ralph diaries are not in your WIP folder because they are already in the ‘Ready to publish but going to tease RP a bit longer’ folder 😉

Hssjsg THANK YOU!!!

Ok So a little of the rent boy fic💅:

A black Austin. The letter instructed that if he didn’t know what an Austin was, he was to look out for the smartest motorcar to drive by. A few lines later, there was the more helpful advice to watch out for a motorcar that had ‘Austin’ welded in silver onto the grill. After a long and fretful wait, a car matching the description drew up beside him. With it‘s wheels kicking up a cobbled grey cloud, it gave a rather ghostly impression of emerging from a winter’s fog. A hearse, Dickensian almost, Ralph thought. The smartest hearse to drive by.

It parked, the breaks squawking and shivering away the blanket of smog it had created. Ralph approached stiffly and gave three soft knocks to the driver’s window. A fuzzy silhouette inside jumped, and then collecting itself, staggered the window open. Like an eye refocusing, the colours of the interior emboldened and focussed into what was recognisably the very neat and clean interior of a car. The silhouette, now revealed, became a smart, middle-aged man wrapped up in navy wools, leathers and velvets. He had a rather white face, wrinkled and placid, that looked like it had been knitted together with a few dropped stitches. His hands, whose fingers were creating soft, wave-like taps against the steering wheel, were covered in black driving gloves, the knuckles cut out to reveal the red, scabbed skin underneath.

“Ralph, is it?” A refined and tight voice asked, vaguely northern in vowels but otherwised well-docked into proper, gentleman’s English. It pronounced the ‘L’ in Ralph’s name like it was a hill to be gotten over.

“Yes. You’re—“

“I already know who I am. Get in then, Ralph.”

One of the pre-canon Alec ones👁️👁️:

“What is-s-s your name? If you’ll excuse my unmannerly persis-sis-sistance?”

The sailor glanced over, hard blue eyes framed inside water smoothed cheekbones. Someone like this would usually cost a few bob, easily. He could hardly believe his luck having come across it for free, and so willing, too. Alec pinched the braces onto his trousers, glided them up over bare shoulders and then dropped neatly, hands folded in his lap, onto the edge of the bed.

“Lanyon.” The sailor replied, almost shyly, very much different from how he had been the night before. “You’re a doctor,” he said, as though that was a name enough. Then he leant back against the bed frame, arms folded and spiked upwards like the teeth of a tiara, sliding behind his head, fair hair hinting at colour within the dark like a crown jewel.

“Sometimes. Sometimes I’m-m-m an Alec.”

“Sometimes I’m a Ralph.”

“Ralph. Wuh-well. Ralph, how long are you back on shore?”

Ralph turned his head towards the closed curtains, face split in half from the single streak of morning sunlight, “indefinitely.”

“Ah.” Alec pushed closer to him, “So does-s… that mean you’ll be fr-fr…free later today? For a m-m…meal, perhaps?”

A smile spread on Ralph’s face, slowly and jaggedly, “it might.” They sat for a minute, looking and smiling and looking and smiling. Then just as silently, Ralph bit his grin away, and stared down at the fidgeting hands in Alec’s in his lap.

“I’m not free.” He said, abruptly.

“Doesn’t have to be today—“

“No, I mean. I’ve got someone. A girl.”

“Oh.” Alec shrugged, “with her to-today?”

“No.”

“Then you’re free.”

And then a little alternative one:

“Who is that?”

“That’s— but no— Charlotte he’s with— you know her. Gill. You know her.”

“Oh.”

“Would keep a—“

“—gosh. a ten foot poll.”

“Well, exactly.”

“A shame.”

“Though, between us—“

“Oh, you are terrible!”

“—I’ve heard they’re not exactly Mr and Mrs enamoured.”

“No?”

“He’s a temper and she’s a button pusher. Both miserable and— of course, That’s just between us.”

Alec dropped the cigarette butt into his empty gin glass. If the hiccuped conversation over his shoulder hadn’t been enough, he knew when he was getting the look. Quietly, concealed by clammy pools of dancers, he approached the watching eyes. Whilst drawing near, he snatched a (as far as he could tell) untouched whisky off of a coffee table and gave it a little, revitalising swirl.

“Hullo.” He said, voice loud so as to be heard over the vibrant chatter and steady music, “I thought you looked like you needed—“ he offered out the whisky, watched it as he waited for the response.

“Oh. Thank you.” The drink exchanged hands, warm fingers brushing together.

“You’re with— Gill?”

“Don’t remind me.” The unnamed man threw back his head and downed the drink, at first slowly and with conscious grace, and then without warning, tipped it away with a whippy but firm movement that emptied the entire glass. He held it by his waist afterwards, obscuring a golden pocket watch draped over his waistcoat button. They’d met at half past ten, Alec noted.

“I always come alone to these things.” Alec said, looking up from the clock face into an equally obscured, equally as gilded human one.

“Gill dragged me along…” his face moved as though chewing, as though his thoughts were hard bits of gristle. “I’d like to bloody-well leave alone.”

This made Alec laugh, and on sudden impulse he offered his hand into the narrow gap left between their fronts.

“I’m Alexander. Alec. Just to mention.”

“Ralph.” Ralph smiled, “just to mention.”

(AND YES DW THE OTHER CHAPTERS WERENT INCLUDED because then the post would have genuinely taken 10 minutes to scroll through🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ they do exist secretly maybe)

[muffinsandpages]

I was happily writing when I realized that I could change a big/small plot point that would solve so many problems but also royally mess up my planning and idk if I want to take that road or not

Problem is, I need to decide what to do before continuing because I'm at a crossroad. It's either this or that

[hertwood]

I’m interested as to why all of your docs are .hemmingway (but seriously though ot3 wip plsss)

oooooooh SO hemingway is an app i bought years ago. there is a free version online but i dont recommend it bc since then they've gotten new ai features and i dont want yalls work being eaten by an AI bot :( the desktop app does not have ai features so i should be good~

ANYWAY the appeal of hemingway sans AI is that it highlights different issues in different colors, adverbs are in blue and run on sentences are in yellow or red, etc, etc. i like how the highlighted sections/words break up the writing and make it easier to look at, even if ignore the suggestions. i dont really care about using too many adverbs, but w/ run on sentences it's good to at least just know what sentences i should look at again to see if it's worth changing to be simpler. otherwise i just like it aesthetically lmao

ANYWAY OT3 WIP. this was actually my first ever f1 wip and i think it shows :/ i still like the idea but i was still so new to f1 and getting to know everyone and i'm not happy with the characterization of them anymore.

the ship was max/daniel/lando not as a triad but as a V, maybe going towards a triad? i hadn't decided. it was a normal people au where max and daniel are nesting partners, and daniel brings lando home w/o warning leading to a less than optimal first impression when max comes home, tired and grumpy after work:

Max realizes later he didn’t even introduce himself, needs to ask Daniel later what his name is. It’s all Daniel’s fault, of course, that Max has made a bad first impression. One of the many reasons they have a rule to warn each other when they’re bringing someone home. It’s not a flawless system, like last month when Daniel’s phone had died, didn't see Max's text, and he’d come home to Max fucking Charles over a kitchen counter. So, Max supposes he’s lucky that his first encounter with Lando hadn’t been worse. Daniel is much more of a serial dater of the two. Max works a 9-5, it takes up more of his time and he's less of a romantic anyway. Daniel works freelance, easy to drop everything when he meets someone new. Max doesn't mind the discrepancy—it works for them and it doesn't really matter what other people might think of it. He hears when Daniel goes out on dates, but they’re not the sort of couple to share a lot of details. At least not until it gets serious. Bringing someone home tends to mean it’s somewhat serious, so Max is surprised he hadn’t heard anything about Lando before. Daniel fills him in: that they’ve been going on dates for a few months now, that he’s an aspiring DJ (Max fights everything in him to not roll his eyes), and so, so, so wonderful, according to Dan. Daniel gets adorably giddy when he's falling in love, something that Max will never get tired of being witness to. He absorbs at least half of the information that Daniel is telling him, and commits to making a much better impression next time he sees Lando. Unfortunately, their next run in turns out equally as awkward.

[obnoxiousarcade]

hmm.....yea I have stuff to say about this! *i spend an hour typing out tags*. *Saves post to drafts.* *Never ever posts it.*

[andrewknightley]

Ok guys im gonna bring the Big Consecuences to make me finish stuff. If i dont finish my novel for April 25th (aka my bday) i will change avatar url and name like i was a fan of my most hated actor ever my enemy my nemesis..... For a month..... That terror would make me finish for the deadline

[hellcifrogs]

I am totally normal about your Sasori no danna, I am I am.

Jk I’m so in love with him GEKDNFMDKFK TH A NK YOU

It only gets worse from here! >:)

[jaiistg]

Enemies to lovers with Oikawa Toruu.

Authors note: Hiyaaa im back from the deadd, school's been stressing me out lately and I've been studying hard because I want to make my parents proud since they have high expectations of me.Im currently finishing my drafs and request's,Im sorry if it took awhile to write this HAHAJKAKAHAHAJJ

•You didn't really like Oikawa when you first met him,I mean....You didn't hate him nor like him so...Yeah.

•Your probably questioning why you feel neutral abt him Oikawa WELL YOU WERE WALKING TO THE SHOP TO BUY MILK BREAD BUT THEN YOU TRIPPED.AND YOU KNOW WHAT THIS BITCH DID????? HE LAUGHED AT YOU.But when he finished laughing he did offer you an hand "Hey are you Okay?" LIKE I LITERALLY TRIPPED DO I LOOK OKAY TO YOU?? "Nice of you to help me after laughing at me".

•You expected to never see his face again BUT NOOO....When you arrived at Aoba Josai YOU WERE MET WITH HIM.What a nice way to start school! "YOU?!" "The principal told me to help you with your first day to school cutie" "ew.I can do this on my own,leave me alone" and you got lost...THANK GODDD YOU SAW HIM,it was so awkward like you had to approach him from a bunch of fangirls giving him chocolates and shits😭 "Hey so.....I actually need your help...." "Ohohohoh?"

•You don't really know what his fangirls see in him.Was it his cocky attitude? Was it his narcissistic personality? Or was it his good looks? Even if you dont like him you can't deny that he has good looks,like bros magestic and knows it😭😭.

•He was really shocked when you didn't became all over him on the store,He was curious about you and wanted to see you again.You on the other hand WANTS TO AVOID THIS BOY.LIKE WHEN HE SAW YOU AT HIS SCHOOL HE WAS THINKING "this must be my lucky day" while you were thinking "Why does god hate me this much" LMAOO😭

•It all changed when your little brother was lost and you FINALLY saw him with Oikawa.He was so Gentle and Nice to him.You didn't expected him to have that kind of side.Maybe you were to judgemental of him so you decided to become friends with him and apologize.It was hard with his cocky attitude but you did it !! So proud of you

•As time goes by you became good friends with him surprisingly and got along with him ! It didn't take long until you both catched feelings for eachother tho.You didn't confess whatsoever because your afraid of rejection soo my boy Oikawa confessed first and didn't expect for you to return his feelings but he's happy !!

•We all know Oikawa has alot of fangirls amd it isn't rare for his significant other to be insecure of themselves because of It.He reassured you that he loves you more than anything and would never leave you for anyone.

•He would remind you everyday that he loves you so much,and he ALWAYS talks about you to his team to the point that whenever he says "do you guys know that y-" "dude just shut up already,we get it okay.Your in a healthy relationship 🙄". You get flowers everyday from him *winks*.

•And boy when I tell you,this boy is touch starved ‼️ whenever you guys walk to school together he would always hold your hand.And when your in class and you're tired he would always offer you his shoulder he gave the professor money so y'all could sit next to eachother,so worth it.

•This dude literally has all the love languages to exist lets not talk about quality time,yeah? BUTT HE MAKES IT UP WITH YOU WHENEVER YOU GUYS CAN'T SPEND TIME WITH EACHOTHER OKAYY.This poor boy feels so guilty and thinks he isn't worth your love just because you guys haven't spended time with each other for 2 DAYS pls comfort him.

•Hes happy that you support his passion for volleyball,its rare for someone to not get mad at him because he always plays volleyball and barely can spend time with his significant other.But just because you support his passion for volleyball doesn't mean that you support him ALL the time.When he is tired and exhausted but still wants to practice volleyball you say that he needs to take a rest.He can't say no to you so he did take a rest.He is really grateful to have a girlfriend like you !!<33

[goldielia]

you are in love

a part of: call it what you want au

it wasn’t the first loss since ally and will had started their, well, thing. it was the hardest, though. she could deal with frustrated will, knew to just let him rant and let his frustrations out until all he wanted was to be held. she didn’t know how to deal with him being sad.

she wasn’t sure who felt worse. will, who was playing and actively trying to turn the game around or herself, standing behind the bench surrounded by replacement sticks and having to watch without being able to do something.

after the game, ally had started packing up the sticks and unused equipment before lingering in the hallway in front of the locker room.

when she’d watched all the boys shuffle past with unhappy faces and she was sure nobody was in there anymore, she slipped inside to grab their sticks to bring back to boston

as usual she was the last back to the bus together with their coach and olivia, the girl who took care of the boston hockey instagram, who she’d become surface-level friends with.

usually all of them sat alone, the bus being big enough but as ally made her way through to the back, she felt a hand tug her to a stop. after a single glimpse into will’s eyes she didn’t hesitate to sit down in the seat next to him, letting him rest his head on her shoulder and fiddle with the ring on her right hand.

they’d never really interacted in public, keeping whatever this was to the confines of either her dorm, their cars or the corner of the library they had met in.

they’d agreed to not show this off, loving the intimate feeling of stolen glances and fleeting touches. the knowledge that the other would show up later tonight when they’d meet but nobody else knew that.

ally couldn’t bring herself to care right now though because she couldn’t stand seeing will this sad. she carefully tangled their fingers together to hold his hand before she shifted slightly to grab her phone and headphones with her other hand.

she placed one earbud into her ear, offering will the other. after she unlocked her phone and opened spotify, she handed her phone to him as well, not knowing quite yet what he wanted to hear to take his mind off of hockey as much as possible.

what she’d forgotten though was the playlist she made when she missed will a little more than anticipated. it contained songs that reminded her of him, songs he recommended to her or songs they had made memories to.

the cover was a picture of him she’d taken after one of his games, a win. the first win she wore his number under her hoodie for. he was leaning on his elbow on her desk with a lipstick stain on his cheek, smiling at her slightly.

he looked up at her with wide eyes, corners of lips curled up the tiniest bit, only seeing her smile at him nervously with flush cheeks. she watched him send the playlist to himself before he clicked on the first song, and gave her phone back.

they took a few seconds to settle, his head on her shoulder and hers resting on top of his. hands locked tightly together over their legs, will having curled his body as close to hers as possible, her other hand drawing little hearts on the back of his hand every now and then.

the four hour drive had the both of them distracted. will listened to her playlist with closed eyes, focusing fully on the songs she associated with him and the warm feeling in his chest that grew stronger with each line he related to her.

ally however was busy avoiding his teammates curious looks, watching the world fly by through the window.

she was sure they’d have to listen to days of teasing once they had coped with tonight’s loss and she was insanely grateful that all of them managed to keep their mouths shut when they were back in boston around 3 am.

after she smiled at will one last time, she grabbed their sticks and moved to bring them inside the facility to store everything away where it belonged, as she always did.

when she finished up and left, she already had her text to will drafted, asking if he wanted to see her or be alone. her thumb hovered over the send-button as she walked through the few cars to find her own with will leaning against it tiredly.

she slipped her phone into her pocket as she sped up her steps, walking right into wills space to wrap her arms around his neck and warm him from the november cold.

“why didn’t you say somethin’? would’ve given you my keys, don’t have to wait for me in the cold” she mumbled into his shoulder as his head dropped onto hers, face hiding in her puffer jacket and arms locked tightly around her waist.

she felt more than saw the shrug of his shoulders, raising one hand to reach through his hair, settling it on his jaw to lift his head up and look at his face. “ready to go home?”

they settled in the car seats, ally quickly starting the car up and connecting her phone to it. she couldn’t help but smile when will chose the same playlist they’d listened to on the bus right away.

will almost leaned against ally when she unlocked her dorm room, letting himself be guided inside by her gentle hands. they worked in tandem to take of jackets and shoes, put away bags and empty pockets.

“can we take a shower?” she almost missed will’s question because of his quiet voice. “of course, why don’t you go ahead and start and i’ll grab you a towel. be right there.” she smiled kindly, pressing a gentle kiss against his cheek.

they’d done stuff before. not gone all the way but there’d been some fooling around. neither of them were up for any of that tonight though.

he couldn’t help but lean into her when she stepped into the shower and hugged herself right around his back.

he didn’t know how long they stood in the shower, holding each other close. she’d washed his hair at some point, gently working her hands through the golden locks and coating them in her lavender-scented shampoo.

she lathered his body in her shower wash thoroughly, kissing old and newly formed bruises in her way. when he stepped out of the shower and was instantly wrapped in a warm, soft, navy blue towel, he was certain he would fall asleep standing.

instead he let her gently dry his body and rub the towel over his hair a few times before he tugged on a new pair of boxers he apparently had left here once and one of her hoodies that was oversized enough to fit him.

she sent him to her bed like that, completely covered in her scent from shampoo and body wash to her hoodie that smelled like her.

she didn’t take long, presumably drying herself off and brushing her teeth before throwing on one of his shirts and quietly making her way to her bed.

he tugged her close to him in an instant, wrapping himself up in her arms and nuzzling his face into her neck. her hands found their way under his, her, hoodie to lightly scratch along his back.

she thought he’d fallen asleep three times before he shuffled around a little bit again, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. they ended up on their sides, facing each other so close their foreheads were mere centimeters apart.

“ally?” she hummed, signaling she was still awake. “you’re my best friend. like on this earth.” she brought her hand up to his cheek, caressing it softly with her thumb when his hand came up to hold hers.

they both felt a slight shift in the atmosphere when her eyes found his in the dark. all that mattered was them. two college students in a tiny bed with so many feelings sparking when they touched.

leaning her forehead against his, breathing the same air for a moment, she gathered her courage and whispered “i love you, pretty boy. so much.”

he smiled, actually smiled, for the first time since they left the rink in maine a few hours ago, pressed his lips to hers in a gentle, lingering kiss.

“i’m so in love with you, gorgeous”

[drown-in-cerulean-fume]

a discarded draf for the positivity day that was originally prepared for the first prompt: Antidote

[coralhoneyrose]

fun chrom and or robin headcanons? chrobin headcanons?

alternatively what are some widely accepted or constantly brought up things in the awakening fandom that you hate?

my fun headcanon is they try to both be objective and somewhat professional as leaders but when c&r are alone together they love to gossip. you know theyve seen some stuff

Oooh what a fun question! I’m sure as soon as I hit post I’ll remember a bunch more but here’s what I was able to come up with~

Robin: I actually like head-canoning Robin as having ADHD. I could ramble about that for ages tbh but I think they fit the “twice exceptional” profile really well and that a combination of being an anxious perfectionist and having an attention disorder would make a lot of sense given that we know Robin is both very confident in their tactics and intelligence but also prone to workaholic tendencies with pushing themselves to extremes to make sure they’ve thought of everything. I also headcanon Robin as being kind of a slob LOL like I think their room would always be a mess with things strewn everywhere but *they* know where everything is meant to be so don’t even think about moving anything, Frederick >:(

Also this may be obvious from my writing, but I like headcanoning Robin as having darker skin than in canon in large part to circumvent Awakening’s unfortunate tendency to only feature that trait for Plegians who are antagonists. OH! And I love the idea of Robin being touch-starved when the shepherds first find and adopt them too.

Chrom: I headcanon he has very pretty cursive handwriting that he was forced to learn by his tutors growing up; that he low-key kinda likes PDA; that he’s mindlessly touchy with Robin specifically, even before he realizes his feelings; that he has a praise kink; that he is a morning person; and that he’s not particularly religious, despite being….ya know, the exalt of a halidom.

Idk if it’s cheating to also list that I headcanon him as biromantic demisexual (given that I have a whole fic about that) but I’m restating it anyway because that one is very dear to me. Also! I did not come up with this one myself, but I saw a tweet from another Chrobin author once about how they hc that Chrom would abdicate the throne before he gets particularly old to help ensure that Lucina’s coronation is a happy and celebratory event, and I love that idea and thinks it suits both of them really well <3

I think the one you shared is cute and fitting for them too! Both of them take their jobs really seriously so I can absolutely see them making an effort to keep too many court politics out of their work but then debriefing about stuff and laughing at all the stuffy nobles together after to help maintain their sanity.

As for things brought up / widely accepted in the fandom that I dislike and / or strongly disagree with, the three that come most immediately to mind are:

- That Chrom and Robin have a dumb one / smart one dynamic. I think they’re both very competent leaders and that while Robin is clearly the smarter of the two, I’ve always interpreted Chrom as probably having above average intelligence and just being really blunt and kind of oblivious / not tactful in certain delicate social situations which….tbh I fully believe Robin can be guilty of that sort of thing as well LOL

- That the f!Chrobin supports are “objectively” some of the worst in the game”. I can definitely understand and sympathize with some of the complaints about them, but that doesn’t change the fact that they’re my favorite supports in awakening full stop. And I do also think that a subset of the complaints leveled at them are wildly off base

- That male and female Robin have different personalities. I just do not think this is true. I think the differences we see in their supports are pretty much always a direct function of being treated differently by the other character on account of their gender and responding to those differing circumstances accordingly

I have started drafting and ultimately aborted so many posts making arguments for all these points but somewhere along the line I usually remind myself to take a deep breath and that people can enjoy these characters and ships however they want to. Ultimately if I don’t like something, it’s easy enough for me to tune it out and keep doing my own thing and I’ve found fandom has become a lot more pleasant that way LOL

Andddd I think that covers everything? Thanks so much for the ask—I had a lot of fun answering it as probably evidenced by how long this turned out to be asjfk

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

https://x.com/bangtinyboyys/status/1829062134036410612?s=46

when are people going to start realizing how disrespectful jungkook is to his hyungs? especially jimin? shippers love to say jungkook treats jimin differently than the other members "look he drops honorifics he teases him he pushes him away" when all it is is jungkook having no respect for jimin as his hyung 💀 been that way since before they even debuted funny to see he hasn't changed

- it's interesting in retrospect to see jikookers who used to say that jungkook would never roughhouse jimin or raise his hands at him have to change the narrative again and again to make excuses for jk's behavior and attitude and make it seem like everyone thinks jimin's a damsel in distress for finding jk's behavior kind of gross. oh how the tables turn.

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I've had this in drafs for a couple of days, and now the tweet has been deleted. I was honestly enjoying the thousands of qrts calling them siblings.

First of all, I didn't have the same reaction to this as a lot of people. I can understand why people got upset about it, but it's not me.

I was never impressed or moved by the "hyung-dongsaeng" dynamic kinda of thing, I still don't get why people gag over it. I know culture this culture that, but in my culture some people call their mothers whores, and I don't. We're still part of the same culture. If you listened to the way my cousin talks to her mom, and the way I talk to mine, you wouldn't believe we're from the same family.

And I've always thought the same about BTS. Jimin has said that a lot of his friends are older than him. I doubt he's formal to them 24/7??? I assume they bicker and argue and they forget that they're of different ages. I assume Jimin's friends give him permission to be treat them as chingu after so many years.

Jungkook has even talked about his mom in a way that I wouldn't talk about mine, but anyways. I'm pretty sure he's also referred to Taehyung as chingu a couple of times between 2020 and now.

Jimin is respectful but he's not conservative by any means. I've always thought formalities matter only to some point to him. Especially with his loved ones.

As I was saying... I had a good laugh with the siblings comments knowing how much jikookers hate them because it really is siblings behavior. I don't ever call BTS brothers but I honest to god have no other words to describe Jungkook's attitude towards Jimin in that moment.

I've said before that I hate the "this is real because this happened to me". I don't want to know about how your very own personal life experiences tell you a ship is real. I've always rolled my eyes so hard when seeing people go "I've been married for 29048895 years and this is totally what me and my husband do!!" - Kristen, 57 years old, cis straight and married to Rob, 5 children, living somewherereallywhite talking about Jimin and Jungkook.

Well, Kristen. If you were having lunch with me and my family and Rob raised his hand like that to you - somebody's calling the police.

So I thought "maybe I'm thinking about it from a too heteronormative pov, thinking about my mom/dad and aunts/uncles but these guys are both men of the same age and social status." Because that wouldn't happen in my family. I'm not joking, it would be absolutely unnaceptable for a man to do that to his wife in my family, and at least half of the families in the country.

But then I realized none of the gay couples I know would act like that, either lol. I know straight couples and gay couples and none of them would ever do that to their partner, no matter how pissed they are. They might scream and curse at each other, I've seen lesbians do the nastiest scheming, manipulation, mindfucking tricks to get back at their girlfriends; but never something like "I'm going to punch you." And if it ever happened, I know the people who love them are not going to let it slip.

As siblings or friends, however... Especially men, what Jungkook did is completely normal. That's why I laughed about the siblings comments. Because they're right.

I don't do it because I'm not that type of person and I usually don't react strongly to many things, but my cousins do stuff like what Jungkook did all the time with each other and with me, too. And it's okay, it's funny.

I don't think Jungkook is violent because of this, but I'm completely in disagreement with these grown ass women on the internet telling everyone "couples fight like this". They DON'T. Or at least they shouldn't.

So, to sum it up. I don't think he had any real intention to hit or hurt Jimin. I don't believe Jungkook is a violent person, either (though he is impulsive). I don't think his behavior is "gross", as Jimin's friend. Jimin too just joked about it, but probably did think the reaction was uncalled for so he disguised it, and still asked Jungkook to give him an apology.

I'm just genuinely bothered by people saying it's "couple behavior". It's not. It shouldn't be. I think it's unacceptable between romantic partners no matter the gender, nationality, whatever of the people involved.

[watermelonlovershigh]

Can you write a fluff piece with just Harry and Alex. Maybe y/n is out of the house for some reason.

Cozy Cuddles and Drunkenness (Harry-x-Reader-x-Alex) (AU)

When Harry comes home to Alex sleeping on the couch and joins him for a cuddle, but then you come home early from your night out very drunk and they have to take care of you-

po·lyg·a·my : the practice or custom of having more than one wife or husband at the same time.

AN: okay originally it was just gonna be harry and alex staring in it but then i had the idea of a drunk y/n coming home. also i've had this in my drafs for a while. so sorry to whomever requested this. it should have came out ages ago.

Here is the relationship info that will help you understand this AU universe —— >>>>>>>

Information on Harry x Reader x Alex (Male) Polyamory Relationship AU Series

(fluff, mentions of throw up, comfort)

word count: 1,927

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You had went out for the night to get some drinks with a few of your friends at a local bar in Los Angeles, meaning Harry and Alex would have the house to themselves for a few hours. Alex was off of work as an English teacher because of winter break and Harry unfortunately had to work a few hours later then he normally does in his office because of some financial trouble that arose. So by the time Harry arrived home he was knackered.

(this is a real photo of the inside of the house i picked to have this series set in. *just picture it dark outside*)

When Harry finally entered the front door of his house at seven pm, he got suspicious when he heard how quiet it was. That's when he remembered you'd be out for the night but then it left the question of where his other spouse was. He sat his briefcase by the door and walked inside a bit further. As Harry entered the open living room, his question was answered.

(this is a real photo of what the inside of the house looks like that i choose to have this series set in. *just picture it dark outside*)

Alex was napping on the longer sofa with a thin blanket draped over his body. Harry could see where he'd been watching some baking show on the tv before he must have fell asleep. He wants nothing more then to crawl in his husbands lap and cuddle with him, but he first needs to change out of his work clothes.

So quickly but also quietly, Harry goes up the stairs to change into some sweat pants and a t-shirt. After that, he goes back down the stairs where Alex is thankfully still asleep. He's always been the heavy sleepier of you three. Harry walks up to the couch his husband is sleeping on and gently pulls back the blanket. Then he carefully slides in beside him and places his head on Alex's shoulder and drapes his right leg over Alex's leg.

"Mhm," Alex groans, finally having been woken up and realizing who's cuddled into his side, "oh hi, baby."

Harry tilts his head up and replies, "Hi, love. I've had a rough day so I just wanted cuddles from you." At his words, Alex thinks he couldn't fall more in love with Harry if he tried. See, people looking into your relationship dynamic would think jealousy runs wild but truthfully it doesn't. You each three have a special relationship with each other individually and as a group.

People also doubt that Alex and Harry truly love you if they share such intimate words with each other privately, but that's far from the truth too. Yes, they love each other with just the two of them but no matter what they love you just as much. And you know and feel their love, hints why you never doubt that.

You've even had people tell you that Harry will end up leaving you to keep Alex for himself because he'll realize he's fully gay, but you scoff at their words. You find that to be so invalidating to the bisexual community. You're not bisexual yourself but your husbands are and just because they sometimes have sexual/romantic moments where its just them, doesn't mean when they have sexual/romantic moments with you they are any less attracted because you're female.

Tilting his head down a smidge, Alex brushes his nose with Harry's before they're connecting their lips together. The kiss is soft and gentle. Not a kiss that would lead to anything sexual because Alex can sense that Harry isn't in that kind of mood tonight and he's okay with that. Just cuddles and kisses are fine by him.

When the kiss finally breaks, Harry settles his head back on his husbands shoulder and pushes his face further into Alex's warm neck. He can smell the cologne Alex used earlier on his skin and it relaxes him further. He always enjoyed the manly scent of Alex and the more feminine scent you gave off with your floral fragrances. They both make Harry want to drowned in your smells.

Alex settles back into the cusion of the sofa and situates the blanket so its properly covering the both of them. Then he takes his left hand and begins to run it through Harry's once styled curls. Harry sighs quietly at how good the fingers through his hair feel. As the room settles back to its quiet state, Alex realizes Harry has begin to doze off on his chest and smiles at how content he was.

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A few hours later you come through the door with a stumble. Unfortunately you're night was cut short when you drank too much and got sick at the bar. Your friend called an uber and rode with you back to your house. They would have called either Alex or Harry to come pick you up but decided to just have the same uber take them home after dropping you off. So it was more convenient the way they did it.

Since having thrown up most of the alcohol in your system, you're not as drunk as you were but still past the point of tipsy. You're about to attempt to climb the stairs with the heels you took off in the uber still in your hands when you see your husbands sit up from their laying positions on the couch, looking over at you. So you make a beeline towards them. "Love, you're home earlier than we thought." Harry tells you with a rasp in his voice from the nap he'd just took.

Once you've made it to the them, you don't even bother asking before climbing up onto both their laps and lean forward to nuzzle into their bodies. Their bodies being side by side. "Yeah um, Kelly had to call us an uber to take me home because, because I threw up at the bar. M'fine now. No worries." you slur as if throwing up alcohol was a normal thing to happen. Well it was common but not something that always happened to everyone after drinking.

Both Alex and Harry are in fact worried though. They knew you weren't a big drinker. Just a cocktail here and there and a glass of wine while chilling at the house. So if you drank so much it made you vomit, that was concerning to them. "Baby," Alex coos softly, "how much did you drink? You know you're a lightweight."

Now sitting up to look at their faces, you answer guiltily, "I dunno. Lost count after the eighth shot. Then I started to get dizzy and looked a bit pale so Kelly and Megan walked me to the bathroom and that's when I puked. But I feel fine now. Just tired s'all." Though you tried to act sober, your husbands could tell you were still drunk. They needed to get you to bed with some water in your system or else your hangover tomorrow will be killer.

Harry slips off the couch first beings he's on the outer edge and then leans down to scoop you up. "Hey," you gasp, "Alex is warm."

With you cradled in Harry's strong arms, he replies, "I know he's warm m'love. But we need to get you into bed and have you drink some water. Then we'll both cuddle you and get you even warmer, m'kay."

With you off of him now, Alex goes to stand up and says, "I'll grab the glass of water and meet you in the bedroom." Harry carries you all the way up the stairs and then places you on the edge of the king size bed. You fall back on the mattress when Harry lets go of you and close your heavy eyes. He pads over to your dresser and grabs you some pajama shorts and a t-shirt to wear to sleep. Then comes back over to you and helps you out of your dress.

Once the dress is over your head, your breasts are on full display because you didn't wear a bra. Except your nipples have pasties over them because your dresses top was too thin and would have shown your nipples all night. Which then would have prompted unwanted attention from men that you didn't want because you have two wonderful men at home.

Harry carefully starts to peel the left pastie off and you hiss out at the sting it brings as it pulls on your sensitive skin. "I know, love. Shh, I'm being gentle." Harry whispers softly, taking his time to pull it off your nipples so you weren't in too much pain. After both pasties were successfully removed, he leans down and pecks each nipple in a soft kiss, making goose bumps arise in your body.

The t-shirt is pulled over your upper body and then Harry helps slide your shorts up your legs. Right as he finishes getting you dressed, Alex comes into the bedroom with the cup of water in his hands. He walks over to you and instructs, "Here, drink some water, baby. It'll help minimize the hangover in the morning." He holds the glass for you because he's afraid you'll drop it.

After drinking most of the water, you annonce, "Gotta pee." Your husbands laugh at how your drunken mind announced that out loud and Harry comes back up to you, lifting you up once again.

Harry carries you over to the bathroom and helps you pull down your shorts and underwear before setting you on the toilet. Though you don't get wasted often, him helping you use the toilet isn't something new. He's helped you use the toilet a few times like when you're sick or after sex. So no embarrassment here.

When you stop peeing, you look up with a pout and whine, "Wipe me, please."

Harry giggles and retorts, "You can't wipe yourself?" You shake your head no when in reality you probably could but are too lazy and tired to do so. And you can get away with it because you're drunk right now. So being the kind husband he is, Harry pulls out some toilet paper and kneels down to gently wipe the piss off your vagina. It's not sexual at all. It just feels like an act of caring service.

Eventually you get off the toilet with the help of Harry and right before he takes you back into the bedroom, you say, "Need to brush my teeth. Mouth smells and taste like vomit." So Harry steps back over to the sink and sets you on top of the counter to help you with brushing them. The things he does for you, no way you ever have to doubt his love.

Alex has pulled the covers back on the bed and got settled in. A few minutes later Harry comes out of the bathroom with you in his arms and Alex smiles at the image. Harry carefully sets you in the center of the bed and both him and Alex helps pull the blankets over your body. Then before getting into bed himself, Harry quickly pulls off his shirt and pants so he's only left in his boxers, his usual sleep attire.

Now in bed with both you and Alex, Harry reaches to turn the lamp off and tiredly mutters, "Let one of us know if you wake up feeling sick, love. Don't need you puking in the blankets. Love you."

"M'kay." you answer half asleep.

"Love you too, babe." Harry tells Alex who's on the other side of you.

"Love you both." Alex says back, leaning over to peck you on the forehead and kiss Harry on the cheek. Then he settles back down and you all three fall into a content sleep.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[aisy15-chan]

"Your Dad is dying kids, pls don't look him like that..." (This has been in draf for long time)

At first i just want make 3 clone fanchild of Volo & Rin but my friend suggest to "make IT 5 LOL", so here you go THERE 5 OF THEM.

OC's: Bakung, Asagao, Dietes, Camelia & Kanna

yeah if you notice- all of them name is base on flower lol

Edit:

MY OTHER FRIEND MAKE THE MOST FUNNY JOKE SHE CAN MAKE ABOUT THIS LOL click img for translate lol idk *roll out*

[my-name-is-heartache]

My masterlist

I honestly don't think anyone will need this but if you do here it is.

I write for multiple fandoms

HAZBIN HOTEL/HELLUVA BOSS

HC/snippets

https://www.tumblr.com/daryldixons-wife/749850080601882624/how-hazbin-characters-would-react-to-you-walking?source=share

Vox

https://www.tumblr.com/daryldixons-wife/751372045867237376/genderbend-vox?source=share

THE CLONE WARS

Jesse

https://www.tumblr.com/daryldixons-wife/738329461444001792/some-soft-slightly-blurry-jesse?source=share

LOTR

Thorin

part 2 in some dark corner of my drafts

Legolas

Riddick

part 3 soon

part 2 on its way

I have poetry aswell but the links are kicking my ass so they won't be here until I can find the fucks

[santaclaushohoho1]

santa for chrostmasd can i have ermmm a cd player i guess and also another thing that i would say but i have an irrational fear of getting doxxed and i'm afraid saying a date would lead someone to figure out what city i live in so i dont wanna say the second object anyway thanks what you favorite type of cookie???????????/ for the milk and cookie part ? anyway cd player please have i been good enough this year? in a way one could say that even though it's a semi-religious holiday in and of itself, Christmas and the whole Santa mythos can form a mini-religion. Do good "nice" actions and you will receive gifts from the Christmas god (santa). Leaving milk and cookies is like a sacrifice that makes him be more likely to bestow presents. However, being bad "naughty" only nets one a few pieces of coal, or worse, Krampus. anyawy i should get back to my essay about Aum Shinrikyo... give the reindeer carrots for me! love you and i will forever strive to be at least a somewhat okay person (dm me and i will tell you about that second object btw). sorry btw it's 3 am and i'm procraistinating but i wanna get at least two pages done before i go to bed (assingment is 3 pages and due sunday), finish the other tomorrow for a first draf,t do the other homework for the week [there's a discussion this week so I have to actually read the chapter :(], then edit it. At least this is better than starting on sunday??? anyway. cd player. favorite cookie type? btw are you vegan should i get soy or almond milk or something? goodnight and also i forgor but yeah give the reindeer carrots or whatever they eat. bye fr this time

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hope im good and that you don't find the cryptic message byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

christmas was 2 months ago