#high point of this piece btw is who tops is up to you haha

[coockie8]

When your boyfriend gets adorably fluffy in the winter and that makes you want inflict egregious, physical harm on him for some reason lmao

Image on it's own (and therefore slightly better quality lol) under the cut.

[freakygirlie]

Hi. Itk here. Believe me, don't, doesn't matter. Thought I'd drop (after you summoned ha) by given the chaos and try to enlighten the ones who choose to believe me, as much as I'm capable of.

The first thing I wanna say is: stop trying to figure out their relationship. You most likely never will. Fans are stuck on both extremes, when the actuality of it is far more in the middle (perhaps even up or down and all around ha). It's complex and strange and not at all "normal" (as normal as they could be, anyways).

It's not as simple as "oh they're just a closeted couple who engage in bearding and have kids and behind closed doors they're just a regular, old married couple and a big, happy rainbow family".

Doesn't sound like itk info, believe me, I get that but observing the fandom I'd say it almost is because most fans simply hang on extreme simplistic ideas of what their relationship is.

Second thing I'd like to say and unfortunately seems like it's not at all obvious but: do not believe anything they share publicly. Not saying they're lying compulsively, but they are public figures and they have a lot at stake to just casually drop the actual truth of any given situation.

Just don't. The same salt you have regarding itks, have towards them. It'd do you some good...Believe me. Unless you are involved in the entertainment or political life, you cannot even begin to fathom what it's really like, the level of manipulation, falsehood and well, overall deviation of it. It's quite disturbing tbh. So just always take whatever's said and shown with a good amount of salt. With public people hardly anything is accidental or casual.

I think the most prominent question now is...Why? Why would they do something like that? Regardless if you have the ingenuity to believe the little scene they made or not...Still, the question lingers.

With my level of "in the knowness" I cannot for sure say the real reason, yet from the pieces I've collected so far, seems to be a multiple gain scheme. It was a high risk, they were well aware, and it paid out in the way they were expecting, minus small bumps here and there. But overall it seemed to have worked in their favor. How in the hell, one would ask?

Believe me, I used my best sneaky capabilities to find out exactly why but they were smart enough to keep this one locked tight, minus a few loose lips. And from those all I've heard was that "whatever the purpose was, it worked out".

As weird as it may sound to the innocent mind, it's actually not at all, given that even leaked nudes are not at all leaked or accidental, and those tend to (at least in the past) get immense amount of backlash. It's not the first time famous folks fake a fight, surely won't be the last.

A lot goes into public image, it's not black and white as "well but it looked bad on Jensen", "it looked bad on the prequel", etc. You'd be surprised as how little this truly matters given the level of manipulation they are able to pull on the public. And well, even with them...It happens all the time. Both made mistakes far worse than just "not telling my bestie about my new project" and fans would eventually let that go and put them back on the pedestal.

So just remember, always: not in the industry? then don't judge anything because you simply do not understand how it works.

Another piece of itk information I can give besides "this was planned and it worked" is: they are fine. From what I've heard they are not fighting over it or going through anything more dramatic than what they usually have been going through ever since they met haha.

So just sit back and chill out. Breathe, read fanfiction and remember that we will never truly get answers, because even what comes out of their mouths are most of the time carefully thought out and directed to have a specific meaning and effect (why do you think Jared mumbles and rambles so much?).

Another interesting piece of itk: you know how they always say they never fight? Even though that sounds insanely hard to believe even if they were just friends because who knows someone for that long and is constantly together and never fights? Unlikely, right? Yes, as obvious as that was. But unfortunately a lot of you seem to believe that, given the level of shock you had for this little twitter feud (as fake as it was). Yeah. They fight. A lot.

They fight as much as individuals in their situation would. Like I said, not at all what most people absentmindedly seem to think it is. They go through a lot. Way more than anyone who isn't in a similar situation would understand. It's messy, although they try their best to make it simpler in the ways they can.

On top of being in a very complex situation, they both have strong personalities and one of them is quite hard to "pin down". So altercations happen a lot, but they know how to deal, and they are exceptionally good at making sure that doesn't interfere in their work (oh well, at least not any work that doesn't benefit from intense emotional exchanges, anyways 😉...chemistry isn't something random, you know? haha).

I find it quite...interesting (to put it nicely) that a lot of hats easily believe they are a couple that lies constantly about almost every aspect of their lives, yet, they cannot believe they would fake a social media narrative. It makes no sense whatsoever.

It'd do you all good to be a little less tendentious and look at them as, you know...Humans? They are not what they seem to be, just as you guys also take in different versions of yourselves in different situations, they do too. And don't be so hopelessly naive to actually believe they see fans as "hashtag family". This is their work. And as grateful as they are for supporters, they certainly do not consider them family. To the point of never lying and trusting you with their life.

I'm sure they love their fans, but come on, saying they would never lie because that's mean to fans is just beyond naive. They've been doing it all along and oh, another interesting info? They don't think they're doing anything wrong.

Yeah, sounds weird, you'd think they'd feel guilty. But again, unless you were media trained, you'd never get it.

From years now if there's one consistent info I've gotten was this: they don't feel obligated to tell you anything. They believe they are doing "what they are supposed to do, the right thing for everyone involved".

So. Yeah. And hell, they are right about not being obligated to say anything about anything, I guess.

Well, I hope that was helpful or at least entertaining. It's hard to share info without accidentally making it obvious who I am for the lurkers (sure you guys were well aware that they lurk around the fandom). But it's safe because as long as I don't provide evidence, I'm fine. Just walking a thin line between sharing and not sharing something too specific that would be easy fir them to know who has that info and although they can't do anything against itks, they can manage to cut us off somehow and I enjoy having access lol, so that'd be a bummer.

Anyways, take itks and J2 themselves with a ton of salt haha! You are lovely, btw, you seem very kind and I enjoy your blog very much! much love!

itk anon everything you said was <333 and i agree with like almost all of it. very nice analysis and ask thank you ! i don't always believe everything j2 put out but the whole stunt being a false narrative just seems wrong so idk what to make of it. regardless i myself can sometimes get carried away in my star-struck love of j2. and i am a tinhat so well :) and now they look to be really good and taking a break from here was well worth it <3

''You are lovely, btw, you seem very kind and I enjoy your blog very much! much love!'' i love u so much hope u have a great day !

[lovely-ateez]

Vampire Shift~

ꕥPosted: 5/23/21

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut, Angst, College!au, Horror!au

ꕥPairing: Fem!Reader x Vampire!Jongho (feat Wooyoung and Minho from skz)

ꕥWord Count: ~5.9k (whoops)

ꕥWarnings: Horror themes, Language, Thigh riding, Unprotected sex, Mentions of blood and blood sucking (please lmk if I missed anything)

ꕥTag List: @cappujinho @bobateastay

ꕥA/N: I hope you all don’t a more spooky concept! Halloween is my favorite holiday and even though its May, it’s always spooky season to me lolol. Also! Feel free to listen to Vampire Shift by All Time Low while reading this (it’s only on YouTube I cry) since this is inspired by the song :)

It was a terrible idea, really, to work the night shift at a gas station alone. Even more so when you’re a young woman whose only defense is the pepper spray on her key chain and 911 on speed dial. Alas, college bills don’t pay themselves and every spare opportunity to get cash was one I had to take.

The digital clock sitting on the counter next to me briefly flashed, indicating another hour had gone by. It was currently four a.m. and it was safe to say I was losing my mind. I’d worked for five hours now, and not a customer had come in. That was the only advantage, really. So long as no one was around my boss let me finish any assignments I had, which came in handy on more than one occasion.

I was only six paragraphs into a five page report and had been staring at my laptop screen for over an hour, feeling beyond brain dead. I was assigned the topic of financial statements and country trade deficits, and wanted to cry every minute I thought about it. I was half convinced to pay someone to write the report for me.

The ringing of a bell indicated a customer opening the door and I closed my laptop to peer around the counter, ready to greet whoever entered. The first man to catch my attention was wearing sunglasses which fazed me, but I tried not to stare. The man that followed had black hair with blond underneath, a combination that I strangely liked. Both men were donned in all back, their faces stoic. They were attractive, I had to admit, but neither were my type.

And then, the last man entered. He looked over to me as he walked through the door, giving me a nod and a slight smile. His slicked back black hair matched his black ripped jeans and highlighted his red leather jacket. He was so handsome he looked like he jumped out of a magazine and I had to suppress a ‘wow’. A string of butterflies fluttered in my stomach and I did my best to ignore them, not even knowing his name.

The three of them wandered through the aisles until I could no longer see them, and I scolded myself for being so thrown off that I forgot say any form of a greeting. I sighed and turned my attention back to my laptop, opening it and blankly staring at the screen. My ears perked when I heard the men’s hushed voices.

“Y’oughta get that girl’s number. I saw the way you looked at her.”

“Yeah, Jongho. She’s pretty cute. If you don’t get her number you know I will.”

“Shut up.” One of the men, Jongho apparently, responded with a laugh, “Let’s just get some snacks, okay? It’s gonna be a long night. Also I’m buying tonight so get whatever.”

A smile crept on my face and I looked down, fiddling with my thumbs.

They think I’m cute. Maybe Jongho’s the one in red?

I heard the bell ring once more and a girl entered who I vaguely remembered from high school. She was popular but for good reason, probably being one of the nicest people I’d ever met. Our circle of friends overlapped slightly so I’d spent a fair amount of time with her. She was smart as a whip and gorgeous all the same, which seemed to stay with her. She looked bright, long red hair falling around her face, freckles still prominent as ever.

We met eyes and she smiled, “Hey y/n!”

I smiled and waved, “Hey Annabelle. How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in awhile.”

“Good! I got into my dream college and it’s been great, although I’ve had to take some pretty hard classes.” She giggled, walking towards me. It’s honestly not too far from here. You go to Westgate University, right?”

I nodded and I put my laptop aside. She spoke again, genuinely excited for me, “That’s awesome! Congrats!”

“Thanks,” I smiled, “I’m taking it you got into Orholt?”

“I did! I was really-”

One of the men that entered earlier—the one still wearing sunglasses—shouted the redhead’s name and caught her attention, “Hey Anna do you want a Redbull or a Five Hour Energy?”

“Redbull! I’m not a monster.” She laughed.

The man nodded and walked toward us with several drinks and snacks in his hands.

“Oh! I want to introduce you to my boyfriend!” Annabelle turned to the man still wearing sunglasses and reached for his arm, “This is Minho. I met him at Orholt.”

Minho gave me a slight nod as I introduced myself and he placed the food and drinks on the counter. I began to scan the items, the mindless routine that I was used to by now. The loud sound of laughter made me look up, seeing the two other men approach us and place their snacks down as well. I watched them long enough to notice the way two-tone—my new affectionate name for the man with blond and black hair, I decided—shamelessly checked me out, a cocky smile on his face when I caught him. I just let out a small laugh before resuming my task, watching his confused reaction in my peripheral vision.

“Oh my god I totally forgot to introduce you to my friends.” Annabelle giggled and pointed to two-tone, “This is Wooyoung.”

“Hiya, Wooyoung.” I said with a confident smile, enjoying the way he still had a slightly confused look on his face.

“And this,” Annabelle nodded towards the man in red, “This is Jongho. Both him and Wooyoung go to Orholt, too.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Jongho. I’m y/n.”

“Very nice to meet you.” The man smiled before he sent me a wink.

I had never been a particularly shy person, but as he did so my eyes darted down as I felt my face flush. I didn’t notice the gears turning in Annabelle’s head as she put the pieces together.

I placed the final items in the bag, raising my head as Annabelle addressed me,  “You know I’m having a bonfire tomorrow night at my place and you should totally come!”

I stopped to think, first trying to remember if I worked the next day, then wondering if I was willing to go the bonfire when I realized I didn’t have to.

She sensed my hesitancy and her face fell, “Aw do you work tomorrow night? It’s a Saturday!”

“Oh no, I don’t. I...” I stopped to think for a minute. Although I likely didn’t know anyone else who would be there, I was familiar with Annabelle’s house, which brought me a bit of comfort, “Are all of you going?”

Annabelle gave a knowing smile, “Yes. All of us will be here.”

I nodded, accepting the credit card Jongho gave me, quickly after handing them the bags, and returning his card, “I’ll go.”

“Yay! We’ve gotta head out but I’ll send you the details. You’ve still got the same number, right?”

“Yeah I do.”

“Alrighty! I’ll see you tomorrow then!”

Annabelle left with a wave, her boyfriend on her arm and Wooyoung behind her. To my surprise, Jongho didn’t leave with them, the cocky look on his face all but telling me why he stayed.

I looked at him with wide eyes, playing innocent. “Can I help you?”

He placed an arm on the counter, his dark eyes seeming to put me under a spell. The confidence he was radiating was almost palpable and I felt myself being pulled to him. It was intimidating, to be honest.

“You’re really cute and I want your number.”

I let out a surprised laugh, “You really don’t beat around the bush, do you?”

“No, not really,” He propped his other arm on the counter, leaning towards me and raising an eyebrow, “So what do you say, doll?”

A smile crept on my face as I mirrored his actions and leaned towards him, “You gonna memorize my number? Or do you have a phone I can put my number into?”

Jongho’s smile got brighter as he reached to grab his phone, handing it to me. “You’re a firecracker, aren’t you?”

I shrugged, “I’d like to think so.”

When I handed his phone back, our fingers brushed and I could’ve sworn I felt sparks shoot through me at the simple interaction.

“Well I need to head out before the rest of them get too annoyed,” He nodded towards the exit where Annabelle, Minho, and Wooyoung left, “But it was enchanting to meet you, y/n.” He bowed, drawing a laugh from me.

“Ah yes. You as well, absolutely delightful.”

He gave me a smile, “I’ll text you later.”

"Sounds good. I’ll hold you to your word.”

“I’d expect nothing less.” And with that, he was out the door, leaving my heart a fluttering mess.

-

Me [8:37pm] So is there a dress code for tonight?

Annabelle [8:42pm] Nope! Wear whatever you’re comfortable with. I’m wearing this if it helps at all!

Annabelle [8:43pm] 1 Image Attached*

Me [8:45pm] So leather jackets and crop tops?

Annabelle [8:48pm] Haha sure! We can match!

Me [8:51pm] Lol bet. See you at eleven :)

Annabelle [8:51pm] See you then!

I started the process of slipping on a white cropped top followed by my light washed ripped jeans. I knew I was getting ready far earlier than I could have, but something about new events made me anxious and I had to make sure I looked nice. I giggled at the black leather jacket I was throwing over my shoulders, not having worn it since high school. In the middle of debating whether or not I should add another layer of mascara to my lashes, my phone dinged.

New Number [8:59pm] Y/n this better be you. This is Jongho and I’m texting you for a really important reason and I need you to reply quick

Me [9:00pm] Yeah it’s me. What’s going on are you okay??

New Number [9:02pm] I’m gonna go grab some food before I head to Anna’s. You wanna come with?

Me [9:02pm] Oh my god don’t do that to me, you buffoon. You scared me so bad rip

[New Number name changed to A Cute Buffoon]

Me [9:03pm] But sure I’m down lol. Here’s my address btw

Me [9:03pm] 1 Location Shared*

It occurred to me perhaps a bit too late that I was sharing my address with someone that I’d met only once and in a gas station.

I mean, he’s friends with Annabelle so he’s gotta be good right? God I hope so. I thought to myself.

A Cute Buffoon [9:04] Then it’s a date :) I live pretty close so I’ll be over in 10. That work for you?

Me [9:06pm] Fine with me!

A Cute Buffoon [9:06pm] Sounds good. I’ll see you soon ;)

I set down my phone and thanked myself for already doing my makeup. I checked myself out in the mirror, satisfied with my appearance and proud of how well my makeup turned out. I grabbed my bottle of perfume and spritzed the liquid in the air, letting it gradually fall on me so it wouldn’t be too overpowering.

You look beautiful, babe.

The waiting game was harder than I thought, not knowing what to do except awkwardly sit around and play an assortment of phone games. When exactly ten minutes had passed I heard my doorbell ring and I lifted myself from my couch, grinning at his punctuality.

I opened the door to see Jongho holding a bouquet of flowers, a smug look on his face. “Lovely to meet you here, stranger.”

I wanted to make a joke back but I couldn’t seem to think of anything, too surprised by the flowers in his hands. It wasn’t anything extravagant, the small bouquet of violets, but I felt my heart swell.

It’s perfect. He’s perfect.

My voice was small when I spoke, “No one’s ever given me flowers before.”

His eyebrows furrowed as a confused look painted his face, “Really?”

I nodded, taking the flowers from his outreached hands and smelling their sweet fragrance, “They’re beautiful.”

My eyes flickered to his, the tender look on his face making me feel as if I was melting on the spot, “You’re beautiful.”

I squealed, my face undoubtedly turning pink while my mind short circuited. I’d never become so shy around someone before and the only thing I could think of to say in response was another ‘thank you’ followed by ‘I’ll go get a vase for these.’

I opened my door further, rummaging through my cabinets for a vase when I noticed Jongho was still standing by the door, “You can come in, you know? That’s why I opened the door.”

He laughed nervously, “Sorry about that. Force of habit, I guess.”

I raised my eyebrows in a teasing manner, “What? Are you a vampire? Can you only come in if someone invites you?”

I thought I saw a flicker of shock on his face for a moment, but it was gone before I could register it and I shrugged it off, my eyes finding the perfect vase for the flowers.

“It’s just how I was raised.”

“I get that.” I placed the flowers in the vase, giving them a bit of water before walking up to Jongho and gently patting his cheek, “Your good manners are appreciated.”

He laughed in surprise, full gummy smile on display as he playfully swatted my hand away from his face, “Alright, alright. Let’s head out already.”

I made a sound of agreement before noticing a slight pink on his ears. I was temped to tease him, but ultimately decided to save it for later. If I could fluster him once I knew I could do it again.

-

The diner we went to was one I’d never heard of before, let alone been to, and I was beyond frustrated that I didn’t even know about it’s existence. It was an adorable fifties style diner and even the attire the waiters were wearing fit the theme.

“This is the cutest place to ever exist, I’m convinced.” I said as we sat down on the same side of a bright red booth.

“I really hoped you would like it. This is my favorite restaurant ever and they have fantastic milkshakes. If you’d like to share one for desert, I’m all for it.” A wink.

I bit my lip and hid my face in the menu that was placed in front of us, thankful for any method of escape.

“You’re so cute.”

“Ahh no don’t say things like that.” I giggled from behind the menu.

His hand grabbed the top of the menu, pulling it down so he could see me, “Why’s that?”

“Because you make me nervous. Like a good nervous!” I tried to explain, which only resulted in becoming even more embarrassed, “I-I mean I’m excited to be around you but I’m also nervous. I hope that doesn’t sound weird.” I cringed at myself. Never in my life did I think I’d be blushing and stuttering over some man, but my god did he prove me wrong.

“Not at all,” he reached over to take my hand in his, “because I feel it, too.”

Before I could properly react our waitress came over, taking our order and effectively saving me from becoming a human tomato.

We handed our menus back to her after ordering and she looked at us with a soft smile, “You two make a cute couple.”

While I was a bit too stunned to say anything, Jongho didn’t seem to have the same problem and went along with it, “Thank you, ma’am. That’s kind of you to say.”

When she left, Jongho leaned closer to me, “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable by saying that we we’re a couple. I thought that-”

“No, I didn’t mind it!” I bit my tongue after likely saying that way too fast with far too much enthusiasm, but I meant it, “I didn’t mind it,” I said again, softer this time.

The tips of his ears once again turned a faint shade of pink, “Good to know.”

The food was as wonderful as it possibly could’ve been, their fries alone being one of the best things I’d ever consumed. Just as Jongho suggested, we shared a milkshake, which led to shy eye contact and laughter and my crush becoming stronger by the minute.

Just as Jongho paid and we were about to leave, a certain song began to play and he looked at me with an air of mischief, holding out his hand to me, “Dance with me.”

I took his hand, trying to hide my smile but failing. He led me away from the table and next to the jukebox. The area surrounding it was more open, probably with the intention for people to dance near it. He grabbed my waist, holding the hand of mine that wasn’t placed on his chest and looking at me in a way that could make any woman fall in love on the spot. We swayed to the music and I couldn’t help but feel full. Like I’d found all that I’d ever need.

Put your head on my shoulder~

“Do you know this song?” He asked with a smile.

I scoffed, “Of course I do! It’s one of my favorites.”

“It’s one of mine, too.”

Hold me in your arms, baby~

I mouthed along to the words as I felt the need to prove it to him. As if to one up me, Jongho began to sing along, his gorgeous voice amazing me.

Squeeze me oh so tight, show me~

That you love me, too~

I blushed as he looked at me while singing along, becoming a bit flustered himself when the lyrics clicked with him.

Put your lips next to mine dear~

Won’t you kiss me once, baby~

As if we were in sync our eyes darted to the other’s lips at the same time. I could feel Jongho’s breathing becoming heavier before he said in a hushed tone, “Can I kiss you?”

“Please.” Was all I could respond before I pressed my lips to his, fireworks igniting inside me when he kissed me back. His lips were so soft and warm and as crazy as it sounded, he felt like home. I felt him smile against my lips as the music continued to play.

Maybe you and I will fall in love~

-

The fire was loud, crackling and lighting up the faces of all those crowded those around it. It was essentially the only source of light in the dark of the night, except for the distant lights still on in Annabelle’s house. My hands were interlocked with Jongho’s as we sat around it’s warmth, both of us finding it hard to separate from one another.

Conversation was flowing all around us, and I was relieved to find that everyone I had talked to was kind and welcoming. I was more nervous than I realized, but having Jongho next to my side alone calmed me. Someone around the fire mentioned an old story involving Annabelle and I began to wonder where she was, having not seen her since Jongho and I first arrived. I mentioned I was going to look for her and he nodded, at first wanting to join me but then getting pulled into conversation with one of his former classmates. I told him I’d head off on my own and he nodded again.

I looked around what seemed to be the entire property and still there was no sight of her. At that moment I heard yelling coming from her house, startling me. I felt my blood run cold when I recognized one of the voices as Annabelle’s. The yelling didn’t sound like it was out of fear, but instead more aggressive, out of pure anger. Without thinking I ran inside, hoping to calm the situation but instead found what seemed to be out of a work of fiction.

An unfamiliar man was on the ground, obviously trying to get away from a hidden figure before him that seemed to be cloaked in darkness. He let out a sound that I’d never heard a human make, one that I couldn’t even compare to something I’d heard before, and a shiver ran down my back. As the figure took a step forward I recognized it as Annabelle, or what seemed to be some version of her. Her normally grey eyes were now bright red, sharp fangs on display as she snarled at the man. A group of people were surrounding them, alarmed looks on their faces but hardly trying to intervene.

“What the hell?” I whispered, my eyes wide as I tried to back away without anyone noticing. But of course, I just had to step on an empty soda can, all eyes pointing my way. As I looked at the people around me, their expressions seemed to mirror mine and I swallowed, suddenly feeling immensely claustrophobic.

I met eyes with Annabelle and she seemed to change in a flash, her eyes returning to their former color and fangs disappearing. She looked more panicked than I had ever seen her which only scared me more. She was always able to keep her stressors under control, but as she stared back at me, I saw a version of her I never had before.

I was barely able to form a sentence, adrenaline coursing through me at a rampant rate, “Um...” 

Annabelle slowly walked towards me, “Oh—hey! Sorry I disappeared for a while but how’s the party going? Are you having fun?” Panic was still evident in her voice but I knew she was trying to keep a hold of the situation.

“I...I don’t-”

A stern voice came from left, and I nervously turned to meet Jongho, an unreadable expression crossing his face, “Y/n.”

“Yeah?” My voice squeaked as I began to regret agreeing to come along in the first place, still hyper aware of all the eyes on me.

“Come with me.”

His eyes softened at my panicked state and he held out a hand, “Please?”

I was hesitant, but being anywhere away from the crowd and whatever Annabelle turned into seemed to be a good idea. I took his hand and watched as he exchanged a look with Annabelle that seemed to calm her. Turning on his heels he led me back to the bonfire, sitting in a chair and motioning for me to do the same. Seeing no one around us gave me a feeling of both anxiety and comfort, and I wasn’t quite sure which feeling was winning at the moment.

“Well I’m sure you have plenty of questions.” He started, “I won’t lie to you and try to convince you what you saw wasn’t real, because it was, but I need you to know that no one is going to harm you. That guy is Anna’s roommate and they get into an argument at least once a week. Sometimes it can be nasty, but they never get physical and neither would ever hurt anyone unprovoked. No one here would.”

I was silent for a few minutes, trying to process what I saw on top of the time bomb of information he dropped on me. “Is she...is everyone....are you a vampire?” I whispered the last words, almost too stunned and afraid to say out loud.

He smiled slightly, his kind eyes making me feel safe. “Yes. We’re what you’d call vampires.”

I took a breath, almost afraid to hear the answer to my question, “Am I in any danger by being here?”

“No, everyone here is good. They don’t pose any threat. There are plenty of dangerous vampires but we stay away from them. Besides,” He placed an arm around my waist, playfulness in his eyes, “If there were, I’d protect you from them.”

“Oh? And how don’t I know you’re not dangerous?”

He leaned closer to me, clearly enjoying this, “You don’t, I suppose. Doesn’t that make it fun?”

“That’s very much debatable,” I smiled for a moment before a frown took over, “Everyone just seemed really...I don’t know, startled I guess?”

Jongho let out a loud sigh, looking down at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up at me, “Humans aren’t normally invited to these parties. It’s assumed that everyone here is a vampire. The perfume that you’re wearing, whatever the hell it is, is masking your scent. If I didn’t meet you before today I wouldn’t have known you were human. I guess Anna didn’t tell everyone, either.” He placed a hand on my knee and looked at me with kind eyes, “How are you feeling?”

“Surprisingly calm considering that I just learned vampires exist.”

Jongho laughed, “Yeah I’d say you’re taking it pretty well. Like I said earlier though, I’m sure you’ve got plenty of questions, so fire away.”

“Yeah I have a few.” I hesitated, hoping he wouldn’t be offended by my question, “Exactly how old are you?”

“Oh are you gonna age shame me?”

“No but it’s probably an important thing to know...since we kissed and all.”

He laughed again and leaned back in his chair, placing his arms behind his head,  “How old do you think I am?”

I used his question as an excuse for my eyes to wander over his body. He was beyond attractive, very clearly fit and he knew it, which equal parts pissed me off and turned me on. As hard as I tried, I kept finding myself being pulled to his thighs. Even through his jeans I could tell he had strong thighs and I had to press my fingernails into my palm to keep from drooling. “From your appearance? Early twenties. From what age fiction usually tells us vampires are? I’d guess you’re a hundred and three.”

Jongho nodded with a smile, “I’m not quite that old but that’s a fair guess. You had it right the first time. I’m a pure born and we actually age, but we don’t age as quickly as humans. I’m twenty.”

“Pure born?”

“It means both of my parents are vampires.”

I nodded as another question came to mind, a smile on my lips. “Do you sparkle in the daylight?”

“Oh my god,” He covered his face with his hands, a mixture of a groan and a laugh escaping his mouth, “No, we do not sparkle in daylight, “His hands came to rest on his knees, “But it sucks that we really shouldn’t be in direct sunlight for over two hours a day. That’s normally the rule to go by. It’ll burn us if we’re in it for much longer than that.”

“So do werewolves and witches and everything like that exist, too?”

“Yeah pretty much. We don’t all get along, but we have to coexist. It’s something we’ve struggled with for a while, unfortunately. Basically everything you’d believe to be supernatural exists.”

I was silent for a while, not really knowing what else to say.

“Y/n? Are you doing okay? If you’re not comfortable being here I can drive you home right now or if you’d rather be alone I can call an Uber or—”

My heart skipped a beat at his kindness. “No, I’m okay. I guess I’m just surprised I’m learning about this just now.”

“We do a good job of hiding it. Also it was probably a given, but keep this as a secret if you can. Having a lot of people know about our existence can be risky.”

I gave him a silent nod, unintentionally leaning closer to him. The sound of approaching footsteps made me jump into Jongho’s arms. I didn’t know why I found comfort in him, knowing that he could be dangerous as well, but he’d been nothing but sweet to me. I had no reason to fear him.

Annabelle approached us but stopped, taking a few steps back when she saw how I was buried in Jongho’s arms.

“Hey y/n.” She rubbed her arm, looking down as if she’d done something wrong.

“I guess Jongho probably told you everything at this point. I’m really sorry if I scared you and I understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore.” Even in the dark I could see tears beginning to stream down her cheeks and I felt a pain in my chest.

I got up from Jongho’s hold and wrapped my arms around her, feeling her stiffen, “I trust you, Annabelle.”

Those four words seemed to relax her and she returned my hug, still sniffling, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. We aren’t supposed to tell anyone and I thought you might hate me—”

I pulled back, “Why the hell would I hate you? You’re still you.”

She laughed through tears, gripping me tighter, thanking me over and over for not pushing her away.

We’re gonna be okay. It’s all gonna be okay.

-

Not too long after, Jongho drove me home. The ride was more silent than when we were headed to Annabelle’s house, but the air wasn’t heavy or uncomfortable. Feeling tired, I laid my head on Jongho’s shoulder, faintly hearing ‘sleep well, baby’ before drifting asleep.

When I woke, I was in my bed. I reached for my phone on the bedside table and found a little note placed next to it that read:

I hope you don’t mind that I carried you inside. I tried to wake you for like five minutes but you were out cold. Anyways, I had a really good time with you yesterday and I hope you had fun too :) Text me when you wake so I know you’re okay. -J

I looked at my clock and saw that it was still early, but I texted Jongho anyway.

Me [3:00am] Not sure if you’re still up, but I really enjoyed yesterday, too. I’m exhausted so I’m gonna go back to sleep but I just wanted to say I’m okay and everything is good :))

A Cute Buffoon [3:00am] Sleep well, darling. We can talk in the morning

-

It had been roughly a month since Jongho and I started dating, and while I felt like I knew him pretty well, we had only known each other a little over a month, on top of the fact that he was a vampire which was essentially an entire separate culture. I’d asked him most questions I had early throughout our relationship, but one in particular kept replaying in my mind.

We were currently sitting on the couch in my apartment, cuddling each other. The TV was on but neither of us were really watching it. I was far more interested in the warm body in front of me, and based off of how Jongho was looking at me, the feeling was mutual.

I bit my lip, anxiously mulling over the question I’d wanted to ask him for weeks. I didn’t know how he would take it, let alone how I would bring it up, but I needed to ask at some point. Knowing he could probably sense my nerves, I gave in. “Jongho, can a human turn into a vampire?”

He hummed, turning to face me. “Why do you ask?”

“I just...I didn’t know if it could happen or not.”

Jongho chuckled, “Yeah it’s possible. It’s a long ass process to go through though, and there’s a lot that can go wrong, so it rarely happens.”

I shifted in my seat, trying not to appear overly interested. “Why is that? What can go wrong?

He smiled and raised a brow, his cocky persona resurfacing, “You sound so eager to know, dear. Do you want to become a vampire?” His eyes briefly flickered towards my lips before he tilted his head, dragging his soft lips across my neck. I let out a gasp when I felt the tips of his teeth lightly scraping the skin, “Or maybe you’re just looking for an excuse for me to put my mouth on you?”

Like with anything that exuded him, I felt myself becoming quickly overwhelmed, my mind now hazy and distant. I shut my eyes in an attempt to gain some semblance of control over myself.

“Your thoughts are swirling, doll.” Jongho began leaving gentle kisses along the side of my jaw, “Don’t think too much. Just let me take care of you. Okay?”

“Okay.” I said through a short breath, knowing we’d just have to have the conversation another time.

We’d had sex before, so it wasn’t like this was new territory for us, but every time felt like the first, leaving me just as out of breath each time.

He lifted me and placed me on his thigh, dragging me across his flexed muscles. I felt my eyes roll back at the simple motion, my need growing at an embarrassing rate. I grabbed his shoulders as I began to drag myself against him, whines and whimpers spilling from my lips.

“God you’re hot,” Jongho said through hot breaths, beginning to kiss my neck, no doubt leaving marks.

“Thanks I try.” I managed to say, pleased when Jongho laughed.

“You don’t even have to, and it’s completely unfair.” His hands moved under my shirt and danced along my skin, “It’s like you’re an angel come to life.”

I let out a loud moan, feeling tears well in my eyes from his praise, “You always make me feel so beautiful when I’m with you.”

Jongho responded with a smile, carrying me to my bedroom and laying me down on the bed while hurriedly discarding both of our clothes.

“You’re always so eager, babe.”

He nuzzled my neck as he climbed on top of me, his hands finding my own and holding them, “As if you’re not.”

“I never said I wasn’t.”

He then moved in between my thighs, teasing me with his fingers as he ran them along my wet slit, occasionally rubbing my clit, drawing small whines from me.

“Jongho please just fuck me already.”

“Sweetheart, do you even think you’re wet enough for me?” He cooed.

Feeling frustrated, I pushed my fingers inside myself with ease, pulling them out and spreading them so he could see my essence dripping down my fingers, “I don’t know you tell me.” I said with far more sass than I intended.

Jongho’s eyes widened at the sight and wasted no time positioning his cock at my entrance, pushing in and letting out the most beautiful groans.

Neither of us ever bothered to use protection because, to put it simply, vampires couldn’t get humans pregnant. It was only possible when both partners were vampires, and we took full advantage of that.

“Fuck—baby you feel amazing. You’re so warm and tight ohmygod.” Jongho moaned as he began to move, thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace.

I clenched around him, loving when he was vocal. His sounds helped get me off just as much as his actions, at times it seemed.

“You feel...really good...too.” I said through heavy breaths. And as much as I wanted to last longer in bed, with Jongho, I never could.

“I don’t know if it’s because you’re a vampire and you’ve got like magic powers or something or maybe you’re just a sex god—but holy shit...I’m close.”

He threw back his head and had the audacity to laugh, something I really couldn’t stay mad at with how good he was making me feel. “Babe it’s been like six minutes.”

“Don’t be an asshole.” I joked, my laugh turning into a moan. It only spurred Jongho on, making him angle one of my legs up higher, hitting deeper inside of me.

“I know you’re close, baby. I can feel it. Cum for me, baby girl. Let go for me.”

He reached down to tease my sensitive nub, drawing quick circles until I was seeing stars, chanting his name like a prayer.

After Jongho came down from his high, he disappeared into the bathroom as he always did, coming back with a warm towel. As he pressed the towel to my thighs I tried to ask again.

“So...about the human to vampire thing?”

“Well,” Jongho sighed, “I didn’t think I’d be able to distract you forever.” He smiled, “It’s mostly done because couples want to stay together. The thing is though, the vampire obviously gets a taste of the human’s blood and it can be hard to stop once you’ve marked them, especially since smell is such a big allure for us.”

He took a long breath, “Then the human will almost always pass out, and needs to be taken care of for the next couple days because they’ll be so weak. Another problem is that the scent of their blood will be amplified during those days and it’ll be harder for the vampire to not, you know...” He looked away, not able to say the words. I knew what he meant, we both did. In some cases, vampires would kill their human partners for of their blood. Sometimes it was beyond their control. Just a primal need that would betray them. “Then their scent is more easily detected by other vampires and the whole thing is just kinda a mess. I think I’ve only heard of five attempts and only one of them was successful.”

I nodded, not really knowing what to say.

“And then on top of it all, it can be harder for the human to adjust and it can put a lot of pressure on the relationship. Human and vampire relationships are dangerous.”

His face was serious as he ran a hand through my hair. I looked up at him and leaned into his touch.

He cleared his throat and averted his eyes, a shy behavior I hadn’t seen from him before, “I guess it’s important for you to decide then.” His eyes met mine again, “Is this still something you want to continue?”

“Our relationship?”

“Yeah.”

“Of course, are you crazy? You mean the world to me.” I swallowed, realizing he hadn’t voiced his own thoughts, “What about you? Do you want this?”

“I think you have a pretty good idea of what I want.” He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to my forehead, his eyes sparkling.

“Hey Jongho?”

He hummed, looking at me.

“I want to spend forever with you.”

[lyb-s]

pet play with dom!felix :(( + size kink 🥺 + voice kink 😳

i hope that’s not too much :cc maybe u could write it ><.

{again, advanced sorry bc i’m not experienced haha btw hhyjloml helped me and gave me some ideas HAHA deadass carried me throughout this whole thing}

[female reader!]

feline // l.f.l 

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You already felt below inferior the moment Felix walked through the open door and immediately spotted his little kitten all curled up, knees tucked in and plush lips letting out minuscule sounds. He couldn’t have adored you more as he saw what you were wearing. A pleated white skirt paired with a matching top completely covered the light peachy lingerie set under. Your creamy white stockings rode up until the parts of your thighs that he loved to mark. A fluffy, snowy tail coming up from behind you complimenting the fuzzy ivory set of ears clipped into your hair which he sometimes pulls on gently. You sure did look angelic, but something was missing..

The little pink collar you took off earlier was being gripped by his slightly vascular hands. He sat on one of the rest chairs in the room, legs lounging while his upper body hunched over slightly, elbows resting on his thighs. “Kitten?” he called out, making you flinch your head to his direction. “Come here.” his presence was inviting yet serious as you come him, bestowing yourself on your knees. You looked up at him with round and curious eyes, lips slightly parted out of capriciousness. He returned your gaze observantly. You were always small to him, whether that would be through words or physical presence. Frail. Little. Sensitive. Looking up at him like this made you feel like he could turn you into mush.

It was almost out of instinct, the way you lift your chin up as soon as his hands reached out to graze his fingertips upon your neck. He strapped the choker around it, the tiny bell piece ringing quietly. “How many times do I have to tell you, you can’t take this off until I allow it?” his little smile as he scolded you made butterflies clutter around your stomach. “Why take it off? You look so pretty in it.” He rubbed under your chin, attaining slow and soft blinks from you. He trailed the tips of his fingers along the crevices of your neck and clavicle, adjusting the leather ruff until you felt light and delighted from his loving tiny touch.

Wordlessly, he gave you a glass half-filled with milk. “Drink.” He solely commanded. He held the glass and tipped it upon your parted lips, making you gulp and finish everything in one go. “Good girl.” he praised using that damned low and sultry voice again, making your cheeks flush pink and fumble your legs closed. He noticed this while your eyes averted away from him, hand coming up to soothe behind your ears with a small smirk. Another thing he noticed was the smudged milk on the corner of your lips, thumb lowering down there to wipe it away. He lifted your chin up again and teasingly kissed you on that same spot before before delving back into your velvety lips in an addicting kiss, a small whimper erupting from you as you couldn’t get enough of him. Like a switch that turned on, you suddenly needed him so bad your core started to feel different.

He decided to test the waters a bit and deepen the kiss one more time, drinking in your little whines before pulling away and leaving only a few inches of distance between both of your lips. You could feel his cold breath. “Is my little kitten needy?” He asked, tugging your collar with his index finger to bring you up closer to his face, the rasp of his voice making you feel weaker than you already are.

You nodded bashfully, unable to express the fact that his voice left you wanting more of him. “Words, love.” the newfound pet name had you heating up as you finally spoke.

“Y-yes, please, master.” and he couldn’t resist your faintly pouty face, carrying your petite and vulnerable figure in his warm arms and laying you down tenderly on the mattress.

He’s a man who takes his time to work you up more than you already are. He rolls his sleeves up, few buttons left unbuttoned before he gradually starts to hover over your helpless self. He almost caged you under his body, working hickeys down to the spots on your neck that make you let out the sweetest mewls down to your thighs that looked so soft he almost salivated. 

“Please stop teasing, master..” you whined to him weakly, shirt off and tossed somewhere after he left subtle marks on your chest and abdomen. His hands caressed over your thighs as he started nipping down on the flesh close to your heat. The sound of your begging turned him on more as he made you gasp, he abruptly puts his hands under your thighs and pushes them so your knees were closer to your chest but still spread open to expose your clothed cunt. Your skirt was riding up past your hips at this point, one hand coming up to rub your drenched clit through the flimsy pink underwear.

“Kitten, you’re soaking...” he rasped, the slight stimulation already making you melt into small and soft moans while he spoke. 

“Please d-do something about it, it hurts..” your voice small as you plead. He chose to be nice and slide your lacy garment off and hurled it somewhere else. Your desperate and visibly clenching pussy was on display for him, his hunger for your taste became insatiable as he dragged his tongue up your sopping folds. The way you whimpered consecutively encouraged him to slowly slide a digit in your tight heat.

He looked up at you the whole time, the delight in his lustful eyes emitting a stronger blush on the apples of your cheeks. He pulled away a bit. “You sound so cute, kitten, you know that?” the way he spoke mixed with shame and praise had your hips quivering. You failed miserably at holding your sounds back,  your head turned to the side as you moan submissively. “Whimpering like a little bitch in heat.”

“Who do you belong to?” he asked, easing in another finger as he set a slow pace and pinned your little hips down further into the bed. He lapped you up, the constant pleasure disrupting your ability to answer as you heaved out small pants.

“Y-you, master. I only belong to you.” your words came out breathlessly and upon hearing them his hard-on got a bit more unbearable. He started flicking his tongue along the more sensitive parts of your heat as he curled his fingers to tease your sweet spot, the volume of your whines increasing as the pleasure became overwhelming. Fresh tears seeped out to your waterline as you hopelessly called out his name, your brain corrupted with the constant feeling of Felix working sinful yet divine oral between your trembling thighs.

Your high started to build up quickly, Felix earning cries from your swollen lips which sound like music to him. “M-master, please..-”

“Is kitten going to cum on my tongue, hm?” he asked tauntingly before sucking on your bundle of nerves harshly, making it harder and harder for you to suppress your orgasm until you have his direct approval. “Go ahead, love.”

You let out a small, high-pitched cry as you came messily, which he cleaned up with the help of his sweetened tongue. He kept licking you up until you were inaudibly begging him to stop. He wiped tears off your face that you didn’t realize were there. In his eyes, the clouded and slightly tattered appearance of you was worthy of worship. He loved seeing you ruined like this; and him being the secretly ravenous person he is, he wanted more.

“We were just starting, little one.”

(sorry if it left it at a cliffhanger i didn’t know how to continue it <//3 i also made a mistake by saying the readers gender was unspecified but i didnt notice so i had to edit it again, sorry!! )

[1800-seungshine]

responsible.

member: bae jinyoung  genre(s): high school!au, hoobae!jinyoung, fluff summary: all the matters regarding bae jinyoung’s grades is now placed in your hand but it seems like it’s not just his grades that you’re going to take responsibility for. (requested - bullet point format) word count: 2.3k 

note: a requested scenario by an anon! i’m so sorry if it’s really lengthy hahah but i really really hope you like it ;; thank you for requesting, once again it means a lot! as well as that, many thanks for the likes, follows and reblogs - words can’t say how much i truly appreciate it, thank you thank you ; ~ ; < 3

all a’s with a rank that never goes below than top five 

you wouldn’t be a member of the student council for no reason

warm, friendly, responsible and hardworking - you’re the definition of being a blessing 

esp to the teachers bc you’re one of those kids who actually help them and not give them a headache (unlike me smh) 

like tbh you’re not the school president 

but somehow people treat you like you are bc why aren’t you the school president??

you’re even more responsible than the school president and your attendance is better 

the votes are rigged!! jk it’s not 

a lot of students know you, not just because of the student council 

but because you’re a really great tutor 

like the greatest 

you could probably take over the teacher’s job bc everyone just comes to you and asks

that’s why the teachers love you so much lmao 

you have so much patience and kindness that you don’t mind getting bombarded by questions and taking your time to teach others

like forget the religion of hwang minhyun 

that doesn’t exist here bc the religion of the “angelic sunbae” does 

yeah you earned that endearment after some random seventh grade kid yelled that out loud when you were in tenth grade and somehow it stuck with you all the way till your last year of high school

now everyone just refers to you as that name 

and that’s how bae jinyoung knew you at first 

“jinyoung-ah. you see that sunbae? she’s the school’s angelic sunbae.” 

jinyoung looks at the direction of his friend’s point, the smile that lights up on your face and the way your eyes crinkle as you laugh with your friends causes his stomach to churn

but this boi isn’t really the brightest so he thinks he ate something 

yeh like his feelings oOHOOHOH 

“angelic sunbae?” jinyoung softly repeats to himself, his eyes never leaving you.  

that of course wasn’t really proven until his grades drastically dropped 

apparently it dropped so much that his teacher deemed it as concerning 

like the boi only went from 98% to 70% - at least he passes look at me i winged an aural test and if i get 50% i’ll be over the moon

but this cute baby did admit he was struggling with the topic they were currently learning despite feeling so insecure confessing it 

so the teacher was like “issok boi, i gotchu.” 

and by that his teacher meant “lemme hit you up with the only student who i know can do this bc im not dealing with your crap” 

idk if your life is all sorted or you just don’t seem to have one but you happily agreed tho bc why the hek not

hence why you enter the school library and start searching for this student

you weren’t really expecting much bc you’re obviously used to helping other people when it comes to academic things 

bUT HOT DAMN THIS CUTE GUY WITH A SMOL ASS HEAD STARTS CHALLENGING YOU INTO STARING COMPETITION 

and bc he was the only person in that area, you assumed that he was the one you were gonna teach

i mean you were prepared to teach him 

didn’t mean you were prepared for the fact that he was really handsome

you walked up to him with an apologetic smile bc even if you came right on time, he still had to wait and you felt guilty for that 

“sorry, were you waiting long? i didn’t know you’d come earlier.”

meanwhile jinyoung’s just staring at you, looking all flustered and cute bc he’s freaking out on the inside 

he just doesn’t know what to do in front of you so he simply shakes his head bc sha sha sha yknow 

so there’s like this five second silence of awkwardness before you flash a smile at him 

and your smile makes him feel alive again like is that even possible when he’s been living the entire time 

“well i’m y/n and i’m going to tutor you from now on but don’t fret, i’m not that strict and as your tutor, i’ll do my hardest to make things easier for you to understand but don’t be shy and speak up if you have issues okay?” 

he’s not really giving you a reply bc he’s just listening to how nice your voice is since it’s really soft and gentle

after all he hears on a daily is daehwi whining and jihoon with his stupid aegyo experiments so your voice is something he could get used to 

but bc he aint answering, you’re just looking at him waiting for a reply and he’s making this entire thing more awkward than it should be so he just nods

apparently for you, that nod is enough to make you feel happy and giddy so your smile widens and he swears that the whole room just became brighter 

“so, do you wanna get started??” 

tIME SKIP WHOOSH WHOOSH BOIS 

okay so you’ve been tutoring for about a few months, three days a week

at first he clearly wasn’t the talker but that was okay

your social skills were as good as the visuals this boi was blessing you 

but bc you were really friendly, he opened up to you pretty quick 

and now he’s just being a little piece of r00d crap 

nowadays he’s treating you like you’re the younger one by patting your head and using his height advantage to tower over you before giving you that damn cheeky smile 

sometimes he even drops honourifics and calls you whatever he feels like

“did you just call me a little kid- ” “no, sunbaenim. i didn’t say that you must have been hearing things.” 

lol who says you were complaining tho, you’re growing fond of him 

but ofc i made you oblivious so you wouldnt really know that you’re not just fond of him, you like him ahah howbowdah 

meanwhile underneath cheeky!jinyoung is filled-with-anxiety!jinyoung who ain’t up for the fact that he could get busted anytime soon 

busted for numerous reasons 

cos for one, he basically knows everything you’re teaching him bc he’s outright smart 

that topic that he confessed he was struggling with? 

yeah that was highkey a lie, he just didn’t want to outright tell the teacher that he binged watch fancams and fan-made videos of pristin’s joo kyulkyung instead of studying for the exam (pls support pristin btw) 

and second, jinyoung may or may not have started liking you 

it was weird bc at first he thought he was just sick

but what sickness includes symptoms of making excuses to see a person, trying their hardest to make that person laugh and being restless at night bc all they to do is think about the person?? 

that’s right folks 

influenza 

i mean,,,

love yeh that

so those marks of his that doesn’t necessarily show improvement?? 

lmao jinyoung purposefully answers them incorrectly to keep his scores down 

bc you tutoring him is the only way he can keep seeing you 

but haha guess what it’s that time of the semester again where he gets more exams 

this time tho you were gonna motivate him even more 

“okay, baejin.” you say to him, pulling out his favourite drink and placing it on the table 

he’s just looking at it with a cheeky grin, “wahh sunbae, i didn’t know you were the type to bribe people.” 

you playfully glare at him but a smile still reaches up to your face a nano-second later 

“i’m not really the type to and it’s actually my first time.” 

jinyoung just grins, his eyes never leaving you as he leans forward on the table, “i must be special then.” 

of course, you roll your eyes bc wow this kid used to be so shy towards you at the start and look at the boldness he has now tsk tsk

“you are special.” 

enter jinyoung’s heart going ‘dugeun dugeun’ (totally making a snl reference) 

jUST KIDDING HIS HEART’S HAVING A HEART ATTACK IT’S DOING BACKFLIPS IN HIS CHEST 

ok ok why am i getting excited i know the ending to this wheezes 

“ever since mr. jung gave me the responsibility to tutor, your grades also falls into my hands,” you begin in a rather serious tone that is immediately contrasted when he sees you grin again, “and whilst there isn’t really noticeable changes onto your results, this test might determine things so i’d like to propose a deal with you.” 

jinyoung simply raises an eyebrow cos he aint taking you seriously after all the silly antics you’ve been showing him for the past few months 

“y’know, this would have been more effective at the start when i actually took you a little more seriously, sunbae.”

“well, i didn’t think of it earlier okay! i’m human too,” you slam your fists on the table gently with a pout, 

srsly not a good idea to be happily stuffing your face with food bc he took a lot of photos of you, reasoning that “you’re just too cute. i can’t help that.” 

“bUT OI- IM NOT DONE YET. LISTEN TO ME.” 

jinyoung just watches you, laughing to himself bc you’re cute when you’re annoyed. “okay, okay i’m listening.”

“right, well if you get at least over 90% for two out of your upcoming exams - regardless of any subject, i’ll reward you by granting your wish.” 

lmao this boi was doing his best to maintain a poker face and not let out that mischievous smile of his bc he’s gonna pass these test with flying colours.

“well what if i don’t get a 90% for my exams?” he questions causing you to think about it. 

“i don’t know, you can be my slave for three months or something. i’ll think of the consequences later but do we have a deal or not?” 

he leans back on his chair, holding his chin almost as if he’s thinking about it thoroughly 

a huge lie cos he’s just damn pretending 

“hmmm, 90% for all exams and you have yourself a deal.” jinyoung says with a confident smile 

you let out a sound of approval, slowly clapping “since when was little jinyoung so confident? are you sure?” 

“of course! so deal?” he extends his hand 

grinning, you take his hand and firmly shake it, “deal.” 

wHOOP WHOOP ANOTHER TIME SKIP COS HAHA WHY NOT. 

you were waiting for him to arrive, casually sipping your favourite drink and his on the table 

once you see him enter the library, you instantly jump out of your seat 

his exams are finished and the results have been finalised, resting in his bag 

but he’s walking towards you with an unreadable expression 

suddenly you’re feeling anxious and worried bc he looks upset and you don’t like seeing him sad 

“baejin...did it not go well...?” 

he’s looking down, not giving a reply and just lets out a sigh 

your heart’s close to breaking bc he must have put so much effort and hardwork into studying 

yet the next thing you know 

there are these exam papers on the table and it certainly aint yours so you look over them

and all his exam papers were all marked with a’s and nothing below 95% 

so now you’re just confused and standing there frozen bc your brain isn’t processing it well 

five seconds later you look up at him, a fist raised in the air bc you were gonna punch this guy for tricking you 

your tears were gonna come out wth this guy srsly

but you see that smile of his, eyes filled with so much joy that you can’t help to forgive him

“yah! i got so scared - i was gonna start crying.” you whine, slapping his arm lightly 

jinyoung just lets out a laugh, ruffling your hair. “sorry, i just wanted to tease you a little.” 

you roll your eyes but still grin, “whatever, weirdo but i guess i have to keep the promise so as a reward, i will grant one of your wishes! have you thought about it yet??” 

he sends you a wide smile before nodding, “yeap.” 

“okay, what is it?” 

“spend a day out with me.” jinyoung says but instantly back pedals by stuttering a little, “i mean - if you want to though. i’m not forcing you or a-anything.” 

you look a him, trying your hardest not to blush and ignoring that slight skipping of your heart. “so, like a date basically?” 

“i-if you want to consider it as a d-date.” 

“okay. it’s a date then.” 

jinyoung just pauses then looks at you with widened eyes, “wait- what?! really? you’d go on a date with me?” 

so now he’s just freaking out mentally and emotionally bc he was expecting a cold-hard rejection 

he even practiced the situation with daehwi 

you’re just laughing, shaking your head in amusement bc this boy can be really cute, “yeah why not? it’s not every day i get asked out by a cute guy.” 

jinyoung with his red ears, blushing cheeks and grin that goes from ear-to-ear feels like celebrating 

he could go on the table and just dance right there and then if he had no self control 

“but can i ask you something?” you stretch your arm to poke his cheek and he immediately nods his head 

“how did you get above 90% for all your exams? i thought you were struggling with these concepts.” 

jinyoung sends you one hell of a mischievous grin and you can sort of tell that something isn’t right, slightly stepping backwards as he begins to explain, “i may or may not have been lying about my low grades...?” 

“oH MY GOD. BAE JINYOUNG - WERE YOU JUST TRICKING ME THE ENTIRE TIME??” 

“ONLY BECAUSE I LIKE YOU! FROM NOW ON, YOU HOLD RESPONSIBLE FOR MY GRADES AND MY HEART.” 

“THAT DOESN’T MAKE UP FOR IT - i mean it does bUT STILL! COME BACK HERE!” 

and hence to end the day, jinyoung blasts out the library and into the beautiful sunset, laughing away as you start to follow suit and beginning the chasing game.  

[missmeikakuna]

Chad and the Incel Chapter 4

Rated: M

Fandom: Original Fiction (but inspired by the Virgin vs Chad meme)

Relationship type: Male/Male with a bit of Female/Female (the lesbians are adorable, btw) and unrequited Male/Female (in other words, the guys are bisexual).

Description: Chad is, well, a Chad, or at least he looks like one. He’s got his sights set on the cool nerd Becky and enlists the help of her shy incel ex-friend Noah, offering to help him get the gorgeous girl (Stacy) he desperately wants. Noah is reluctant to help, believing that he will be stuck in inceldom forever, but Chad’s interest in his life gives him hope. When their plans go awry, they start turning their romantic attention towards each other.

Content Warning: Given the subject matter, you can guess that this story has dark themes in it, such as suicide and self-harm (plus the mental health issues that often cause them), sexism, slut-shaming homophobia, biphobia and transphobia. There is also swearing and some mentions of sex but nothing too explicit (hence the M rating as opposed to an Explicit rating).

4th Post: Incels are the real oppressed group

Going to the local library became a regular occurrence for Chad and Noah.  They went there every afternoon after Chad’s detention, deciding not to give up on their romantic conquest just yet. Every time they would start off reading books and discussing plans for winning their respective girl’s heart but they inevitably veered off course and began chatting about whatever they felt like. 

Noah told Chad more about manga and recommended some. The list of recommendations was initially intimidating in its length, but Chad couldn’t help but stare with a warm heart when Noah talked about something he loved.

It didn’t take Noah long to notice that Chad wasn’t fully listening, so he came up with a new course of action. He collected a pile of manga from the library and read the blurbs aloud to him. The ones Chad looked interested in were put in one pile and the others were put in a different pile. He pushed the interesting manga towards Chad and suggested he pick one to read for the day. The one Chad picked first was entitled, ‘My Girlfriend is a Giant Robot But She’s Also My Therapist’.

Noah beamed at him. ‘I’ve read the light novel for that.’

‘The what now?’

‘You know, light novels. They’re short novels that usually come in series.’ As he went on and on about this particular light novel with a manga adaptation, Chad paid more attention to the boy’s glowing face than what he was actually saying. That last light of concentration was extinguished when he saw a girl walk past him with a smile on her face.

She had frizzy strawberry blonde hair and wore rectangular glasses that perfectly balanced the roundness of her face. In her thin but muscular arms, visible via a singlet top despite the weather, were three thick books she carried easily. Her lips had seductive curves to them, aided by ample use of apricot lipstick and matching lip liner.

After heading to one of the shelves/lockers, she turned her gaze to Noah, who also smiled at her, and dropped her own smile. However, she didn’t frown. In fact, her expression was neutral and free from judgement. Noah did not see it this way.

He looked at the manga in his hands and used those hands to hide the cover. He hung his head and scowled at the lines in the oak desk.

Chad turned his head and saw Noah’s tense shoulders. He leaned towards him and whispered, ‘Go for it.’

Noah’s head jumped up. He looked at him like he’d just suggested he commit genocide. ‘Me? Why me? She’s going to choose you.’

‘I wouldn’t be so sure of that. And if it doesn’t work out, you got some practice before trying to get Stacy.’ Chad felt a twinge of guilt saying this, not knowing if Stacy could possibly like a guy, though that guilt certainly wasn’t enough to stop him from trying to encourage his new friend. ‘Put these books to good use.’

With a sigh, Noah stood up and plodded towards the girl. He stood behind her for a moment, mentally preparing what to say to her. He continued standing there for enough time to make Chad make a shooing gesture.

After a few more seconds the girl noticed someone was behind her and turned around. ‘Hi, do you want to talk to me or something?’ she asked after she gave way to him and he stood still instead of looking at the books. Her voice sounded like someone had converted honey into audio.

Noah’s shoulders leapt up and he began to sweat. Even though she was smiling at him, he thought he could sense the stone-cold judgement in her eyes. She hated him. She was disgusted by him and wanted nothing to do with him. He was but a piece of snot that had stuck to her wrist when she sneezed into it.

He turned around and marched back to the desk. Chad gave him the eyes of someone seeing a kitten in the rain. Noah shoved his books and manga away from him before picking up his headphones from the desk and putting them on, taking a few deep breaths.

Inside Chad’s heart was a bit of pain. That bit was the size of a poppy seed and thus relatively easy to ignore, but it was there. What was bigger was the sudden need to make Noah smile again, though Chad didn’t know how.

He decided to use a weakness of his as a strength. His quick plan relied on the strawberry blonde girl’s reaction being the exact same one as every other girl Chad talked to. If not, well, at least he had someone to distract him from Becky.

He stood up and swaggered, or rather attempted to swagger, towards the girl. When she saw him she bit her lip and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

‘Hey,’ she cooed. ‘I’m Luce. You?’

The plan must have been working as Chad felt sweat drop down his back. ‘I’m, uh, Chad.’

‘Hi, Chad. So what do you like to read?’

‘Me? I’m, uh, not much of a reader.’ Luce raised an eyebrow. ‘I don’t mean I hate it or anything, uh, you see, I’m here with a friend and, well, uh…. Why don’t you teach me what books are good?’ She scrunched her nose. ‘Wow, that sounded a little pervy. Haha. I didn’t mean it that way. I’m sure you’ve spent a lot of time with your nose in a book, right? Oh, not in an insulting way, just, you know, you seem really smart with all those, uh, books.’ Luce swapped eyebrows and took a step backwards.

‘Uh, yeah… It was nice meeting you. Maybe I’ll see you here again.’

As she walked away, Chad said, ‘Yeah, totally. I’ll see you some time in the future.’

His shoulders drooped as he headed back to the desk. Noah hesitated before patting him on the shoulder and smiling.

‘There, there. So how exactly are you a Chad? Did your parents have the wrong kid when they named you?’

‘Hardy har har. Yeah, I suck. So don’t feel too bad.’

Noah crossed his arms. ‘Did you just pretend to be awkward just to make me feel better?’

With a shake of his head, Chad said, ‘I couldn’t be smooth to girls if I tried. That was a case in point.’

‘Sure, sure.’

Knowing nothing would change Noah’s mind, Chad instead decided to change the subject, picking up a manga from the desk with the title, ‘Love ☆ Lace’. It had two men who appeared to be very close to each other, one holding a measuring tape that tied the other’s wrists together. His heart beat a little faster. Just a little bit.

‘So there’s gay manga?’ he asked.

‘Yeah. I haven’t read that one since I don’t read that stuff, but I do know it’s for girls. I just grabbed whatever manga I could find here.’

‘Girls? Seriously? But they’re both guys!’

Noah laughed at Chad’s confused face, ‘I don’t claim to understand the average fujoshi.’ When Chad looked even more confused, Noah explained what little he knew about gay manga for women.

After he was done he said, ‘Anyway, tell me what you think about ‘My Girlfriend is a Giant Robot But She’s Also My Therapist’. It’s one of the best manga of the past few years.’ He spoke quickly and made large gestures as he detailed what made the manga so great, and, once again, Chad partially listened while staring at the boy’s ever-growing grin.

Another day, Chad started hanging out with Noah at school. During lunch they would talk about a range of topics from what movies they liked to what conspiracies seemed the most likely to be true. They both liked and felt nostalgic over the movie ‘Beauty and the Beast’, though Noah thought it was a bit unrealistic.

‘As if a femoid would choose the Beast over Gaston. I mean, look at his muscles! And that Chad jaw. How could any girl resist? At least the French movie understood that.’

Chad rubbed his jaw. When he saw Noah’s smile, he realised why he said that. He didn’t thank him for the reassurance but returned the same facial expression.

As for conspiracy theories, they disagreed over whether feminists had plotted to ruin ugly guys’ dating practices, with Chad not convinced that feminists were that powerful. However, they both had their scepticisms about the official JFK assassination story.

Whenever they talked about a new subject, the ratio between things they had in common and places where they differed was pretty even. Despite the disagreements, Noah’s passion during their conversations was enough for Chad to wake up each morning with his pearly whites showing.

During their discussions, people would regularly pass Chad and wave or high five him, interrupting Noah to talk to Chad for a little bit. When the frequency of this became too much for Noah, he put his headphones and listened to music while waiting to talk to Chad again, often posting to Incels.me on his phone about how ugly men were the social class facing the most discrimination.

Over the next two or so weeks, Noah did this less and less, even joining in on the conversations between Chad and other students on occasion. At one point he stopped bringing his headphones into the classroom altogether. He considered grabbing them again when Chad told him how proud he was of him for talking with others, but upon seeing Chad’s gentle expressions, he decided against it. He couldn’t help but wonder how hunter eyes could at times look like the eyes of a duckling.

[ofcloudsandstars]

Hello, dear! A little fae told me that you live in NJ. I do as well! I wanted to ask for your recommendations on magical places to go/see in the NJ/NY area! I have a day of next Monday and my friend who i'm chilling with said she'll go anywhere I want and I'm so overwhelmed at the possibility! I normally work, so this is a rare opportunity that I cannot pass up! I'd really appreciate the suggestions! ~May good energies surround you!~

I have mentioned a number of times on this blog that I live in NJ! That’s cool you live here too, NJ is pretty special in it’s own way!

For NJ there are tons of cool abandoned places that feel like a strange liminal space. NJ is notorious for legends of strange creatures living in these spaces so like whether or not you believe in that be careful cause that tends to attract a sketchy type of crowd. In a natural reservation by my house for example it’s advised people don’t go alone cause weird people do strange rituals there and malicious energy shit cause they thrive off those type of sinister legends. It’s also like Fort Tyron in NYC which is my favorite park ever, it’s INTENSE with magical energy, ghosts and entities but there’s some parts of the park that has a very dense and somewhat negative vibe and you don’t want to linger there for too long. It’s still an incredible place though!

So NJ has A lot of abandoned places as you may know. These abandoned places have tons of energy and history to them and are pretty magical in their own way. I will link some sites to them too.

Abandoned Railroad station-Like there are a million abandoned NJ railroad graveyards and stations but this one might be easier for you to access. It’s by Jersey City. Be careful that some abandoned places are not protected by some law cause sometimes you can end up trespassing and you don’t want police to be all up in your grill

Ashbury Park-Honestly my favorite beach in the north east. It’s beautiful, clean and very classy NJ Americana with all the wonderful boardwalk treats like saltwater taffy and orange creamsicle soft serve, but it has a lot of fascinating energy too, the nicest waves and sea shells and sand. They also have a Paranormal museum and shop that holds tours there and a lot of abandoned shit like shipwrecks a haunted paramount theatre and Asbury Lanes. Great to go for a summer day trip!

Clifton’s Gates of Hell-I’m not far from Clifton but this place is incredibly dangerous. I’m just letting you know about it since you asked but its like.. dangerous.. lol. A lot of kids from my high school would come here for the thrill but would leave kind of disturbed. Like if the NJ devil is real he would be chillin here. It’s like a series of storm drains and there has been cults doing weird magic inside. I would suggest you go with someone and be armed or something but also this is totally a bad idea and like how horror films start. A lot of kids in my school knew about weird haunted abandoned places in NJ like there is an abandoned asylum that still has electric chairs intact and an abandoned mansion but the stories they told always sounded really creepy and really dangerous. Like aside from being very empathetic and probably feeling the trauma the ghosts went through their waking lives there, I am moreso always concerned about living people and what they’re capable of. I think it’s cool to know about The Gates of Hell but I am giving you a long ass disclaimer about going there haha. (btw the asylum was called Greystone Psychiatric Hospital in case you are interested lol. My friends said that they still have medical records and everything in tact. Its like they had to evacuate one day and never cleaned up anything). Also like mentioned above if you do go- I think at least for Greystone it’s a halfass protected historical site. Halfass meaning it has a cheap metal chain fence around it but police might be snooping around so you want to be careful because I am assuming that for the hospital you could be trespassing if you enter anyway. (Clifton Gates I don’t think it’s protected at all)

Pine Barrens-Also for more creepy places I would suggest you should avoid but should know about are Pine Barrens. I feel like everyone that needs to know anything witch-history related and paranormal and weird about NJ should know about Pine Barrens. Like Pine Barrens is the heart of the bizarre of this state lol. Supposedly witches used to live there on some long ago colony and they summoned or gave birth to The Jersey Devil that still lingers in this land. That’s basically where the beast was born. The Pine Barrens is very ‘The Blair Witch Project’ in vibe. People go there and leave weird shit on purpose. Witches probably go there and do some dank magic. It’s a giant swamp so the energy is kind of dank anyway.

Even though Weird NJ might seem like a super corny and kitschy magazine, in it’s very childishness presentation it kind of does hold a guide to the paranormal and bizarre of the state. It’s cute in a goosebumps-ish way where most people wouldn’t take the magazine seriously but if you really go on the adventures it suggests you will probably end up on a hell ride haha.

There are also a lot of waterfalls in NJ. Like NJ is known for waterfalls. Check out this link. Also just google NJ waterfalls or top 10 waterfalls in NJ or whatever it will give you some great advice since the best are often listed everywhere but tend to be far and out of the way. 

For towns there are a few that are nice. Montclair is a beautiful artistic town. There are a lot of magical shops there too like Blu Lotus that sells a lot of magical tools and items and is beautiful. I posted a few pictures of it before. There are more magical stores up and down bloomfield ave which is where the downtown stores are centered around. There is also Parcel further up bloomfield ave that sells really nice stationary and has an Amelie, whimsical faerie-like feel. There is an incredible crystal shop also on Bloomfield Ave called Rocky’s Crystals & Minerals. There’s a new magic tool and spiritual shop further down bloomfield ave called Mystic Spirit Metaphysical Shoppe. I’ve never been there yet. If you want to hang around Bloomfield Ave in downtown Montclair I’d suggest for lunch go to Raymonds which is a super cute classic Americana restaurant that sells great Egg Creams and Burgers. That’s like their specialty don’t get anything else haha. If you are vegetarian/vegan there is a great vegan restaurant on that same street (Church ave where Blu Lotus is) and there is a smoothie acai bowl shop on that street too for dessert. Other than downtown Montclair has a lot of beautiful parks and a really nice reservation called Eagle Rock. Eagle Rock can be a little sketchy so check it out with a friend but overall its a cool place. Oh yeah and there is the Van Vleck house which is a mansion with beautiful gardens open to the public. It is MAJESTIC in the summertime. Sooo fucking gorgeous. Its worth checking out. There are wild bunnies that run across the garden too. It has a very french style to it (montclair has a large french community).

Verona also has a magical shop called Goddess in Eden. The owner used to work in Blu Lotus in Montclair but branched off into her own shop. She is wiccan and works with the fae and is often in her own head so she’s hard to kind of have a conversation with haha. The store is facing Verona park which is beautiful and has always been one of my favorite parks.

Edgewater NJ is pretty special. In that area of NJ there are a lot of Japanese Americans and there is a huge supermarket and restaurant that the area is known for that caters to Japanese culture but aside from that Edgewater has these incredible trails I discovered with an intimate partner there. There are raspberry bushes growing all over the trail and the most TRETCHEROUS FUCKING STONE STAIRS leading AS STEEP AS POSSIBLE down to the river. Its beautiful and at one point you will feel like you are in a fort or castle at some time but its kind of intense tbh.

Also Nj has the most CUTEST industrial towns along the delaware river. I have yet to explore there but I’ve been wanting to go.

Anyway for NYC there is:Manhattan- 9th street between ave 1 and A is like the most magical street in Manhattan. You have Flower Power which is a great apothecary/herb shop and the people in there are amazing. It looks like a store out of harry potter with cute green library shelves filled with herbs. Then there is Enchantments which is NYC’s oldest witchcraft shop. The staff might be kind of unwelcoming but the cats are worth it. There is also Good Beer which is a craft beer place that sells seasonal ciders and beers and is partially a bar. I think if you like beer, cider and drinking its worth checking out. There is also a vegan confectionery on that same street. There is also a crystal shop and a psychic place but I haven’t been to the psychic there. There is also a cat shelter on that block that lets you come in for free to hug and pet the cats.

Fort Tyron Park- basically 181 off the A and above. The park is a long park on the north west side of Manhattan’s island and is gorgeous. It faces the river and has a lot of rocky mountainous cliffs and hills and old stone bridges, walls and structures. It’s well known for the Cloisters which is a kind of castle built from old pieces of old monasteries from Europe. It’s a medieval museum apart of the MET that does wine tastings in the summer and hosts a renaissance fair. There are parts of the park that are super mysterious and can get creepy. You would have old stone stairs leading down into an overgrown growth of vines that grows into a forest by the foot of the stairs. You have a lot of walkways that descend into stone tunnels that are super dark in the middle. There are a lot of strange liminal spaces there. It’s relatively safe so you can be fine alone but you should be able to pick up weird vibes if something too strange is afoot. Also if you are around 181 there’s a fantastic Irish bar called Le Cheile that has this very whimsical feel and a great cider and beer selection. It would be cool to drink there after checking out the park!

North Woods Central Park-Some forest that is easier to get to and not too out of the way is the north woods on the upper left side of Central Park. It’s beautiful and intense and drowns out the whole city. You can get very much lost in it and some of the path has been devoured by the earth and overtaken by weeds and dirt. I love walking through this forest in winter. There are old brown stone troll-like bridges in there and a lot of beautiful streams everywhere. You might want to be with a partner while going through because for central manhattan it can be a bit troubling to be alone in the woods and some sketchy types threaten you. I’ve never been bothered but I try not to chance myself too much. I find the ramble safer but wayy more populated but ok to be alone in. (The ramble is a smaller woods in the more central area of central park).

Lillies by Union Square-Its not really magical, but it’s super charming and I love it, especially around christmas when they decorate the fuck out of it. It’s super whimsical and has a very old classic NYC vibe

Abracadabra-On west 19th street. It’s not that magical as it is kind of creepy, paranormal and a spooky goosebumps adventure. If you’re ever in NYC it’s worth going in and laughing at.

BrooklynOff Morgan on the L line is Catland which is Brooklyn’s witchcraft store and community. They CONSTANTLY have witchy events there, from parties to rituals to symposiums. I’m going to a discussion with a witchy friend there this Saturday to talk about Death, the afterlife, channeling spirits, ouija boards and contacting ancestors. They have parties like queer witch prom and its a very queer witch friendly space as it’s run by queer witches

I know there are definitely places in the Bronx but I honestly do not know the Bronx well enough to write a lot on it.

Governor’s Island-OHBOY HOW DID I FORGET THIS ONE, everyone knows this place cause they hold music festivals there but governor’s island is the most liminal space ass place I’ve ever been to. It’s beautiful but littered with haunted feeling houses that some artists have taken to making into even more haunted vibe art studios. Check out the HoloCenter which is an art center for laser art and holographs. Its literally like an old creepy decaying house filled with black portrait spaces that when you walk too close a fucking holograph face pops out at you. It’s super beautiful, cool and creepy tech art that for some reason never was popular enough to take off so it feels really alternative.

I hope some of these places are interesting to you! Stay safe! Especially in NJ’s more paranormal spaces they feel very Blair Witchy meaning that it’s not always so friendly so it’s good not to be alone, but of course there are a lot of wonderful places too! I hope you guys have fun!!! 

[fangirl--of-everything]

The One With The Dragon (Jeff Atkins x reader)

word count: ~3,410

Request: anon- this sounds weird but I love dragons and I love jeff so could you write something about jeff and dragons? love your writing btw :))

Warnings: mild bullying, badass reader, Jeff being perfect in every way, descriptions of art even though I know absolutely nothing about it, Bryce is in it really briefly, I think that’s it.

A/N. This fic has become notorious in my friend group as The Dragon Fic. My girlfriends are very invested in this one, and are really disappointed that Jeff doesn’t turn into a dragon at the end and fly away. I’m sorry to disappoint guys. Despite the lack of Dragon-Jeff, please try to enjoy :)

The landscape covering the canvas was impressive by anyone’s standards; a great, sweeping expanse of land, on which the bodies of fallen soldiers were scattered. Smoke curled from the dying fires, and the sun cast a hazy glow upon the scene. The colours shone with vivid brilliance, the image so clear, so real that the scent of smoke clung to it. Still, it was the centrepiece that dazzled the eye. A dragon, pure silver and shining, it’s long neck arched as it spread it’s mighty wings, roaring into the sky a jet of blue flames. 

The beast was massive, forty feet tall, its scales serrated and rippling. The colour grew softer as the eye moved towards the great snake’s belly. There the scales were rounded and almost soft. It’s wing span was almost double it’s height, and their great shadow almost covered the canvas. It’s teeth, long and black, shone like Onyx, and it’s one eye was gold, molten and burning. In the space where it’s other eye used to rest was a jagged scar leading to a gaping wound, blue light burning from deep within the socket. It was a masterpiece.

Of course no one at Liberty High appreciated it. It hung in the art room, the work of nine months and too many hours, and all (y/n) got as recognition of it’s creation was ridicule.

She tried not to let it bother her, the way her classmates jeered, calling her the dragon girl or fantasy freak, but their words hurt. Still, she surrounded herself with other artists, appreciating each other’s work and painting for each other shields against the sharp swords of their classmates’ tongues. She let the cruel words of the jocks and the cheerleaders roll off her own set of scales, which she wore in the form of metal rings and a large dragon tattoo that twined around the entire length of her left arm. It’s tail stretched across her chest to curl around her heart, and it’s long body spiralled down her arm. It’s open mouth was positioned so that when she drew or painted her creations poured from it’s mouth like artistic fire. She was extremely proud of it, even though no one else appreciated it’s beauty. The same way they failed to appreciate her other dragons.

Today was the day she got to bring her masterpiece to it’s new home. The school arts department was running an exhibition across town, where arts students could get scholarships and showcase the pieces they had been working on all year. Everything else she had was already set up, and all she needed now was for Skye to help her get this beautiful monstrosity into one of the volunteer cars and she would be good to go.

She had waited to go last because the piece was so big, and the rest of her work was already set up. Her friends were all already there, making sure their exhibits and hers were ready for tomorrow’s grand opening, and Skye was on her way to give (y/n) a hand. Or at least she was supposed to be, but she was about ten minutes late.

“Hey, what’s taking so-- Holy fuck.”

(Y/n) jumped, spinning around to see Jeff Atkins standing in the doorway of the art room, staring at her painting with wide eyes. She tensed, waiting for the criticism. The jocks were never very happy to have to share the spotlight with arts kids. But, much to her surprise, he just looked at her painting in awe.

“That’s fucking awesome! Did you seriously paint that?” He asked, stepping into the room.

She shrugged. “Well I didn’t trace it, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

He chuckled, shooting her a friendly smile. “Yeah I guess you didn’t did you? Holy crap, this thing is amazing.” He reached forward, eyes shining.

“No don’t!” (Y/n) jumped forward, pulling his hand down before he could touch the canvas. He looked at her, dark eyebrows raised, and she let go of his wrist, running her tattooed hand through her hair. “Just- just don’t touch it okay? It took nine months to get it to look this good.”

“Alright.” he nodded, taking a healthy step back. “It’s really good though. Like, I knew you were talented, but this,” he gestured to the painting, “this is awesome.”

“Thank you.” She smiled, trying to apologize for grabbing him without actually apologizing. “I’m pretty proud of it. It’s definitely the best thing I’ve ever painted.”

“Well yeah, I mean look at it it’s fucking fantastic.” Jeff looked at her then, and his face shifted slightly. She tensed, waiting for the cruel words or mean glare, but he just cleared his throat and ran his hand through the fluffy top of his hair. “Uh, Skye got caught up at the exhibit. Something with a naked woman and her buttons, I don’t,” he shrugged. “But anyway, I’m supposed to help you get this into the truck and then take you both to the exhibit.”

(Y/n) bit the inside of her cheek nervously. This painting was her life, and she didn’t trust just anyone to touch it. Skye she trusted not to damage it, but Jeff? True, he was one of the nicest seniors at Liberty High, and a jock to boot, but considering the rest of the male population that wasn’t really saying much. And she’d had trouble with older boys and her art before.

Jeff studied her, seeing the hesitation flash across her face, and tried to be reassuring. “Look, I may not know a lot about art, but I’m strong.” He flexed playfully, making his henley strain against his arms and chest, and (y/n) relaxed slightly, chuckling. He considered that a success. “If you want to wrap this up or whatever I can carry it, and you can get the doors. Sound good?”

She nodded, this time biting her cheek to keep in a smile. She was really pretty when she smiled. He had always thought she was pretty even when she wasn’t smiling, but when she was… wow. if he were in any way artistically inclined he would be tempted to draw a smile like that. 

“What?” He asked, sensing that she was laughing at him. He was used to the reaction from when he attempted to participate in history class. “What did I say?”

“Nothing.” She shook her head. “It’s just that this painting is almost as big as you and there’s no way you’re gonna be able to carry it by yourself.”

“Hey!” He protested, clutching his chest in fake offense. “I am wounded (y/n). Do you not trust me with your dragon?”

“I don’t trust anyone with my dragon. This thing is my baby. We’re gonna put it on a trolley.”

He opened his mouth to protest, because what was the point of spending seven hours a week in the gym if he couldn’t even lift a piece of paper and some wood, but she waved away his protest. “Oh hold on to your male pride. You can still push the trolley.”

He laughed, surprised by her snark. She was usually more quiet, although to be fair that may have been because he always saw her with Skye, who was rather loud. “Alright.” He surrendered. “How do you wanna do this?”

She explained how to wrap the canvas, and they got it covered. It pleased Jeff to notice that he had to do most of the work, because her arms weren’t long enough. The canvas was massive, as wide as (y/n) was tall, and half as tall as that as well. The two of them were able to get it onto a massive trolley to roll it out of the school, which (y/n) gestured for Jeff to steer while she went to get the first door.

“So,” he asked, grunting as the heavy cart resisted his first attempt to push it. She smirked at him, biting her cheek to keep from laughing, and he rolled his eyes. “So, why the dragon?”

Her smile fell immediately. “Haha, very funny.”

“No I’m serious.” He said, watching her face close off. “I know you like dragons, everyone knows that, but I was wondering why. I’m not judging, I swear, I think they’re really cool too.”

She eyed him suspiciously as he pushed the heavy cart through the first door. Finally she sighed, running her tattoo wrapped hand through her hair again. “I just got really into them when I was a kid. Some people like Star Wars, or Lord of the Rings or superheroes, I like dragons.” She looked up to see Jeff watching her expectantly, waiting for more. She sighed. “My dad is a writer. He’s working on this fantasy book, and so I draw dragons for him and he uses the illustrations in his novel. Every couple months when I go visit him I bring him a big bundle of drawing and he shows me what he’s written since I was there last.” It was a nice story, but she spat the words at him quickly, keeping her eyes on the corner of the trolley.

“That’s really cool.” Jeff nodded, looking at her. “My dad is the reason I got into baseball.”

She smiled slowly as she realized he wasn’t about to make fun of her. “Really?”

He nodded. “Yeah, when I was little my dad brought me to the batting cages for the first time. I cried when he threw the ball at me.”

She laughed, the sound warm. Jeff tried not to move closer to her, to avoid ramming into her with the massive trolley. “My dad’s books actually come from these bedtime stories he used to tell me. I think he really started getting into dragons when I did, and it became something we did together you know?”

“Yeah.” Jeff nodded again. “My dad’s pretty busy with work, but we try to talk about baseball and watch the games together whenever we get the chance.”

“That’s nice.” She nodded, moving ahead to open the main doors. “I love when I get to spend time with my dad, we--”

“Hey Atkins!”

Both of them looked up, jumping in surprise as Bryce and Monty running over, each of them throwing an arm around his shoulders. (Y/n) tensed immediately, eyes widening as Monty shoved Jeff playfully. The trolley rocked, and she squeezed her eyes shut. If Monty shoved Jeff again she was gonna punch his stupid pretty face. Jeff laughed as Bryce pounded on his back, but then his eyes fell on (y/n). Her hands were clenched into fists, and she was white as the guys roughhoused around her painting. He shoved Bryce off, then twisted so he could push Monty away from the trolley.

“What are you guys doing here?” Jeff asked, shifting subtly to position himself in front of the painting. He looked over his shoulder at her, flashing her a reassuring smile. She breathed a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing, and his stomach flipped. 

“We came to spring you from this stupid art shit man.” Monty laughed. “What the fuck’s taking so long anyway?”

Jeff looked over his shoulder again, to see (y/n) tense, arms crossed. She was clearly preparing for a confrontation. And it looked like she was going to get one, the way Monty’s eyes widened as he looked at her. “Oh, hey you’re hanging with the fantasy freak?”

She laughed sarcastically. “Oh wow, you can string together words that start with same letter. You’re so smart Monty.”

Jeff snorted, but it died quickly when Monty sneered. “Well at least I’m not a psycho obsessed with lizards.”

“Aha.” she rolled her weight onto her back leg and arched an eyebrow. “You were pretty obsessed with this lizard at Kate’s party last year. I’m pretty sure I remember you saying something about how cool it would be to have my dragon’s jaws wrapped around your--”

“Shut up!” Monty snapped, face going red with quick anger. “You’re such a stupid fucking bitch you know that?”

She shrugged, narrowing her eyes. “Hey, maybe I am. But I didn’t try to get the dragon freak to roar for me when I--”

“Shut the fuck up!” Monty lunged forward, and Jeff got in his way, puffing his chest and making himself bigger. He knew what Monty’s anger could be like, and as badass as (y/n)’s  tattoo was, he was pretty sure an ink dragon wasn't gonna do much against Monty’s fist. 

“Hey man!” Jeff shoved Monty back forcefully. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Monty lunged forward again. “That bitch doesn’t know what she’s--”

“Hey!” Jeff pushed him again, harder this time, and Bryce grabbed the other boy’s arm to keep him back. “You need to back off dude. Right now.”

“Why?” Monty sneered. “Because the dragon freak’s worried I’ll fuck up her doodles?” He shoved Jeff, and while the older boy was expecting it he still stumbled back a step. The trolley rolled back and her precious painting wobbled.

“Alright that’s it you fucking cock!” (Y/n) shouted.

She moved fast, and before Jeff could stop her Monty was stumbling back, his nose bloody from her fist slamming into his face. For a beat everything was silent, Jeff and Bryce staring at each other, mouths hanging open. Then everything went to shit. Monty lunged forward, grabbing for (y/n), and she punched him again. Jeff hooked an arm around (y/n)’s waist, hoisting her up and dragging her back kicking and struggling against his grip. Bryce forced Monty into a headlock to keep him from jumping forward. Jeff dragged (y/n) a safe distance away, taking an elbow to the side of the head before she was calm enough to be set back on her feet. Even still, he kept one arm around her waist, the other around her chest. 

“You stupid fucking--” Monty growled, spitting blood and trying to throw Bryce off of him.

Jeff stumbled forward a step when (y/n) bucked against him, and he had to dig in his feet to keep her from lunging for Monty’s throat. “Monty back the hell off.” Jeff said through his teeth. He sucked in a breath as she elbowed him in the gut. “Fuck (y/n) stop!”

“Seriously bro.” Bryce tried to tug Monty back a step, but the smaller boy resisted. “Dude she’s not worth it.”

Monty was still pissed, shaking in Bryce’s grip. “But she’s a--”

“Back. The. Fuck. Off.” Jeff growled, narrowing his eyes. He was officially done with Monty talking shit. “Or Bryce is gonna help me hold you down while she beats the shit out of you.”

Monty looked like he was seriously considering punching a woman, which of course would mean Jeff would have to kill him, but Bryce was able to say something to him that made him calm down just enough that the bigger boy could drag him away. He shot Jeff a sympathetic look over his shoulder, and Jeff bristled, eyes narrowing as his arms tightened around (y/n). He kept a firm grip on her until the two baseball players were out of sight. When he finally let her go she spun out of his grip, eyes immediately landing on her painting, which was intact. Thank god.

(Y/n)’s eyes widened as it set in that she had just punched Montgomery in the face. She looked down at her fist, her knuckles bloody and already bruising. “Ow.”

Jeff laughed sharply. “Yeah ow. You just punched a guy with crazy anger management issues in the face. What the hell were you thinking?”

“He almost destroyed nine months of work!” Her voice was shrill, and she crossed her arms defensively.

“If me and Bryce hadn’t been here he could have destroyed your face.” Jeff shot back, realizing how stupid that sounded as soon as the words left his mouth. (Y/n)’s eyebrows rose, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her laughter.

“I’m serious.” Jeff protested, taking a step closer. “What if me and Bryce weren’t here? Monty could have really hurt you.”

“I know.” She nodded, still giggling. “Because- because I punched Monty in the face.” She snorted, shoulders shaking with the force of her laughter. “I actually- I punched that jackass in the face.” She doubled over, wiping her eyes. “Oh my god what the fuck was I thinking?”

Jeff tried to resist, but her laughter was contagious, and he found himself chuckling too. “It was pretty badass.” He agreed, snickering as he thought about the look on Monty’s face right after she broke his nose. “It was pretty fucking awesome actually.”

“Yeah it was!” She grinned, holding up her hand. She winced as she flexed her fingers, looking down at the bruises along her knuckles.

“What?” Jeff asked, still chuckling.

She shrugged sheepishly. “I didn’t realize it was gonna hurt so much.”

Their eyes met, and they both started laughing again, laughing so hard they had to sit down on the curb until the fit subsided. As soon as one of them would calm down enough to look at the other, their eyes would meet and the laughter would start again. (Y/n) wiped her eyes, leaning her head against his shoulder, and he struggled to catch his breath.

“The look on his face--” She snorted.

“And did you see Bryce?” Jeff asked, wiping his eyes.

The laughter began again, (y/n) almost hiccuping. “Oh my god I’m gonna pee!”

Eventually Jeff was in enough control to get back to his feet, and he loaded the painting into the back of the truck while (y/n) watched, still giggling softly. He looked at her, breath hitching as he tried to hold back more laughter, and he held out his hand. “Come on, let’s get your art to the exhibit and then put some ice on that hand.”

She watched him cautiously, eyes flicking between his hand and his face. “What are you doing?”

He arched an eyebrow. “Helping you up?”

She blinked at him. “Um, okay.” She grabbed his hand, letting him pull her to her feet.

“Alright, let me look at your knuckles.” Jeff held out his other hand, and she gave him her left hand, wincing as she spread her fingers. He was able to see the bruising around her first two knuckles, disappearing beneath the dark ink of her tattoo, but considering she had just punched a guy it wasn’t too bad.

“You’re pretty lucky, I don’t think you broke anything.” He said, running his thumb over her knuckles.

She scoffed, and he looked up to see her rolling her eyes. “Of course I didn’t break anything. I know how to punch.”

“Oh I’m sorry.” He huffed sarcastically. “I didn’t think you made a habit of punching guys in the face.”

She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. It hurts like a bitch but I’m sure it’s fine.”

He nodded. “We should probably ice it, but it’ll be fine.”

“We?” She asked, eyebrows raising.

“Yeah.” Jeff nodded. “I’m sorry but I can’t trust you not to punch another guy if I leave you alone. So we’re gonna drop off your stuff, and then we’re going to go to Licks and ice your hand, and you’re gonna tell me more about this awesome tattoo.” He slid his thumb up her wrist along the dark ink.

She blinked at him in surprise, eyebrows drawing together as she looked at him. “You want to go get ice cream with me?”

He nodded. “Of course I do. You punched Monty in the face, I gotta know how you did it. I've been wanted to punch him for years. Plus,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “I think you’re kinda cool.”

Her mouth hung open, and he laughed softly, taking her sore hand in his gently. “Come on dragon girl, let’s go.”

“Don’t call me that.”

He looked down to see her looking at him, eyes wide and vulnerable. He hadn’t realized that he’d said it, and he rubbed his thumb over her knuckles in apology. “I’m sorry (yn). But if it makes you feel any better, I really do think dragons are awesome.”

She rolled her eyes. “Sure you do. I’m onto you Atkins, I know you’re just trying to butter me up so I’ll share my ice cream with you.”

“Damn!” He laughed. “You’re right, you caught me.”

“Yeah I did.” She nodded, smiling knowingly. “But you opened the floodgates, so now you’re gonna spend the entire date listening to me talk about my dad’s book.”

“Sounds good,” Jeff grinned. He was totally gonna kiss her later. Dragons were fucking awesome, he’d always thought so, and so was she. A fierce, beautiful dragon in girl’s skin. His only regret was that it had taken him so long to realize it.

[akatsuki3519]

Your top 5: favourite 'One Piece' characters, least favourite 'One Piece' characters, anime guys, anime guys that you would date (:P ;)), waifus, favourite opening songs, favourite anime endings, manga, favourite non-anime shows and favourite anime!!! That's quite a list!! Obviously, please feel free to pick the ones that interest you the most!! :D If I think of any more....I'll be sure to put them in your ask box!! ;)

Thanks so much for these, they’re great!!

Favourite One Piece characters: (I have SO MANY, but I think this is accurate! :P)1) Roronoa Zoro2) Monkey D. Luffy3) Trafalgar Law4) Jinbe - if he doesn’t join the crew I’m gonna riot, he’s just the best:’)5) Donquixote Rocinante/Corazon 

Least favourite One Piece characters:1) Blackbeard/Teach - one of my least favourite anime characters EVER, I can’tstand him!! I can’t wait to see him get his ass kicked…2) Akainu/Sakazuki - I hate him too, for obvious (spoiler filled) reasons…3) Trebol - he’s so annoying… >.4) Charloss - I wanted to just say the Celestial Dragons as a whole (except onefamily who shall remain nameless because massive spoilers) but that’s kinda cheating, so I picked my most hated one >:(5) Hody Jones (I just mildly dislike him lol)

Anime guys:1) Killua Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)2) Yuuri Katsuki (Yuri on Ice)3) Lelouch Lamperouge (Code Geass)4) Makoto Tachibana (Free!)5) Rin Okumura (Ao no Exorcist)

Anime guys you would date: (this one was actually REALLY difficult, I changed my mind so many times and had to discount some of my faves for various reasons XD)1) Kiyoshi Teppei (Kuroko no Basuke) - he’s an actual angel 2) Trafalgar Law (One Piece) - okay, so he’s kind gruff and messed up but he’s actually a great person, even if he won’t admit it… :’) I was gonna say Roci but I figured Doffy would likely kill me so maybe it wouldn’t be a good idea lol3) Asahi Azumane (Haikyuu!!)4) Shizuo Heiwajima (Durarara!!)5) Sakuragi Rokurouta (Rainbow: Nisha Rokubou no Shichinin) - a bit of acurveball perhaps, I haven’t seen this show in quite a while and rarely talkabout it (partially because although it’s excellent, it’s very graphic and Ifound it very hard to watch), but I remember loving this character so much,he’s such a sweetheart and really looks out for the younger kids in the show

Waifu’s:1) Yona (Akatsuki no Yona)2) Nico Robin (One Piece)3) Celty (Durarara!!)4) Bishamon (Noragami)5) Machi (Hunter x Hunter)

Favourite opening songs: (okay so for both OP’sand ED’s, I took into account the video for the OP/ED as well as the song,otherwise it would have taken me days to decide!! >.1) Death Parade OP (Flyers by Bradio) - so, SO catchy! 2) One Piece OP 16 (Hands Up by Kota Shinzato) - the song never fails to cheerme up and the footage in the OP is excellent too (and spoiler free! :P)! I haveto mention that this is tied with OP 14 (Fight Together) though… sorry I knowthat’s cheating! XD I prefer the video of OP 14 (has spoilers though) but thesong of OP 16 so they kinda add up to me loving them both the same in the end!3) Haikyuu!! OP 4 (Fly High!! by Burnout Syndromes) - love the song and it’svisually STUNNING as well, the camera angles are phenomenal!! 4) FMA: B OP 5 (Rain by SID) - again, love the song and video 5) Kuroshitsuji Book of Circus OP (Enamel by SID) - and again, love the songand video! I particularly love how the credits are incorporated into the OPtoo!!

Honorable mentions: I feel the need to say I adore all the Durarara!! OP’s, bothNoragami OP’s, Akatsuki no Yona OP 1 and Naruto Shippuuden OP 6, I feel reallybad I couldn’t include them!! >.

Favourite ending songs: 1) Bungou Stray Dogs ED 1 (Namae Wo Yobu Yo by Luck Life) - beautiful melody and beautiful animation 2) FMA:B ED 2 (Let It All Out by Miho Fukuhara) - one of my all time faves!3) Parasyte ED (It’s the Right Time by Daichi Miura) - beautiful, beautiful song!4) Aldnoah.Zero ED 1 (A/Z by Hiroyuki Sawano, vocals by Mizuki) - I love all the music in Aldnoah.Zero, it’s composed by Hiroyuki Sawano after all :P5) Battery ED 2 (Wakamono no Subete by anderlust) - stunning ED… not so good show lol… this one JUST won out over Tokyo Ghoul ED 2 due to the video being gorgeous

Honorable mentions: Baccano! ED, Rainbow ED (first time I heard Galneryus and was blown away by the vocal range), Haikyuu!! ED 3, SnK ED 1, Kuroshitsuji ED 2, Higurashi ED 2, HxH ED 5, Durarara!! ED 2

Manga: (I’m excluding HxH because I’ve only read/amreading the Dark Continent arc in the manga lol)1) Akatsuki no Yona2) Noragami3) Ao no Exorcist4) Rurouni Kenshin5) Kuroshitsuji 

Favourite non-anime shows:1) Dexter - still haven’t finished it, oops…2) Masterchef - I’m obsessed with food/cooking programmes in general lol3) Daredevil - I really enjoyed the first season a lot! 4) Casualty - haven’t watched it in a few months… >.5) Game of Thrones - I’m only on like season 4 but I quite enjoy it tbh lol

I don’t watch much TV at all but I’m probably forgettingsomething… I also really liked Doctor Who when David Tennant was the doctor, notso much now though

Favourite anime: (I’ll probably change my mindtomorrow but anyway :P)1) Hunter x Hunter - this is definitely no. 1 anyway 2) FMA/FMA: Brotherhood - can’t decide, sorry… T.T3) One Piece4) Code Geass5) Kuroko no Basuke

Guilty pleasure anime! :P (one you sent me after this message! i.e. shows I liked that a lot of people didn’t. Therearen’t many of these tbh because I’m very selective with the shows I choose towatch, so I’m also gonna include ones I’m embarrassed I liked lol…)1) Sword Art Online - I really liked the first half a lot, and I also thoughtthat scene in the parking lot near the end was really good lol. I definitelydidn’t hate the second half of the series as much as some people… 2) Black Bullet - I really enjoyed this one okay lol3) Highschool of the Dead - listen, Ecchi aside, I thought this show was prettygood… the Ecchi was SO unnecessary though, it really annoyed me, it wouldhave been a great show without it!4) Trickster: Edogawa Ranpo ‘Shounen Tanteidan’ Yori - okay, so I gave this a 6 and gave it a pretty hard time when I reviewed it, my main thought after the last ep being ‘what was the point in that??’, HOWEVER… I really enjoyed and looked forward to it every week? So I dunno this is a weird one for me lol5) Kuroshitsuji II - PLEASE DON’T DISOWN ME GUYS I’M SORRY! XD This season was objectively awful, but I didn’t hate it for some reason…? I mean I definitely didn’t love it either lol… but I don’t think I had as strong a hate for it as the rest of the fandom… it was a really messed up season though, Alois creeped me out big time… 

Favourite anime endings: (the other one you sent me after this message!)1) Code Geass (R2) - there’s a S3 coming out so I guess you could discount this as the ending of the series now lol… but it was fantastic T.T AND I don’t think I had it spoiled for me beforehand! Massive plus! :P2) Kimi no Na wa - is this cheating? >.3) Hunter x Hunter (2011) - Yes, there are some loose ends (that are continued in the manga), but I think even as a stand alone show the ending was very satisfactory, I loved it!4) FMA: Brotherhood - just a really satisfying and complete ending! 5) Clannad: After Story - I was just so relieved it ended the way it did, I couldn’t have handled it otherwise haha… T.T

Honorable mentions: ACCA, Shouwa Genroku, Angel Beats!

And that’s it!! :D Thanks somuch for these they were such great asks!!

[lilacshawn-blog]

Alright

request: can you do an imagine where Shawn and reader are neighbours and like acquaintances? So one day he just had like a really bad day and needed someone to talk to so he climbed over and knocked on your window and it turns into daily midnight talks or something and then after a few weeks or whatever he just kisses her and yeah HAHA love ur writing btw

word count: 1,076

a/n: this was set around post-magcon and post-ep pre-album shawn time if you get my drift since it would we difficult if it was set now i guess idk enjoy tho i hope its not shitty

request here

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Watching and eating are your two favorite things to do late at night and at around 11 pm. You were watching a movie you already did for a hundred times while your right hand instinctively reaches for a chip in the porcelain bowl on top of your bedside table.

A knock on your bedroom window didn’t bother you at first, thinking it was from the movie. You turn your gaze, once again, towards the screen.

Another knock sent a signal in you brain, playing a series of events that occurred in horror movies. You sat looking straight at your laptop while thinking about all the possibilities that could happen and you were already visualizing your death—all because you chose to stay up and tire yourself to sleep.

You had a debate on your mind whether or not you should slide open your balcony door until you finally chose to stand your lazy ass up and peek.

“Y/N, open up, please,” your neighbor, Shawn, whom you’ve never recently spoke to, except for that one time when your mom asked you to give some chicken pot pie to him, was standing on the other side of the glass door.

You slide open the door, muttering a small ‘come in’ and moving out of his way.

He sits on your desk chair in the corner, choosing to stay quiet while awkwardly closing your laptop and shoving the bowl of chips under the bed.

You clear your throat unnecessarily loud—immediately regretting after—before speaking up and cutting the silence short, “So...what brings you here?”

“I just wanted to talk to you.”

His posture said a lot, to begin with.

“Alright, about what?”

You knew quite a few things about him, like how he’s still posting covers up on the internet despite the fact that he’s gaining popularity and how even a record label already signed him.

Both of you went to the same high school before graduating a couple months ago. You couldn’t help but wonder if he’s planning to go to college.

“I don’t think I can do this,” he tells you.

“Do what?”

“You know, like, the popular thing; and I know it sounds so stupid and it seems like it’s such a good thing but I feel like I’m gonna lose a lot of things,” he replies softly.

“Come here, I can’t hear you well,” you admit, patting the spot beside you.

He takes your offer, proceeding to sit on the edge of your bed, lying down the upper half of his body.

“I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I’ll lose a lot of things I have now.”

“Lose? Like what?”

“Like you,” he replies. He realizes what he just said and shakes his head vigorously at you. He laughs and corrects himself, “No, I mean, people like you and my family and friends.”

“Yeah, right,” you tease.

“Stop, I’m serious,” he smiles.

“Okay,” you defend yourself.

He looks up at your ceiling, that was filled with glow-in-the-dark plastic stars. You had those since you were younger and for you, at least, it was magical and it was what calmed you.

“I like your ceiling,” he points out.

“Thanks,” you reply. “You know, you’re gonna be a star just like one of them, like, I know, that’s so fucking cheesy but still.”

“You’re such a loser, I shouldn’t have came here,” he laughs.

“It’s true, believe me.”

“You’re just overthinking. You’re gonna be great, after all, you worked for it.”

He turns to face you properly, sitting up and crossing his legs.

Your eyes met his—finally—after all those years of awkwardly looking away in the hallways and slowing yourself down just so that you don’t get to walk with him when walking to school.

“Thanks.”

“Why me, though?”

“Because who do I talk to? You’re the only one in the subdivision who went to school with me,” he replies. “And, because I think you’re really cool.”

“Wow, thanks, pal.”

“Ew, don’t call me that.”

“I promise this is just going to be a one-time thing.”

“Good, ‘cause I don’t want anyone interrupting my movie.”

It wasn’t a one-time thing. One time became two times and two times became five times until it happened every single goddamn day.

You weren’t complaining though. It was fun having a glimpse of his life, as told by him and not the media like it used to, and he told you so much about his dreams and where he wants to be in life. Total batshit crazy topics weren’t out of the conversations too, for sure.

This routine continued but one night truly stood out. It wasn’t odd or anything but it was definitely unexpected. One of the nights wherein he didn’t talk about much of himself and his bizarre life but instead, yours, the spontaneous and going-nowhere one.

“So where do you want to go to college, anyway?”

“Preferably in the US, that’s if I get in or that’s if I’m dreaming, depends.”

“No, that’s being truthful. You’re smart and you know it,” he pushes.

“Well,” you shrug.

“You will, I promise. Believe me.”

“That’s literally what I said before to you.”

“Exactly, practice what you preach.”

You gotta admit, he made sparked a glimmer of hope inside you. You truly meant it when you told him he’d make it and the sincerity in his voice makes you believe as if you will to.

He knew how to make you happy even in the most gruesome and gloomy of times. He knew you as you progressed. He knew your deepest secrets and feelings. He knew you better than you knew yourself.

Your gaze met and locked for a few seconds, before you cleared your throat, like you always do to brush off weird situations.

He noticed this, but proceeded to lean in to press his lips against yours. You felt oblivious to it but you kissed back softly.

His hands tucks a piece of hair behind your ear before pushing you gently onto the bed and deepening the kiss.

He breaks apart, only your irregular breaths heard.

“Pretty sure I’m in love with you,” he whispers, as both of you laid under the same plastic stars.

[cutegirlmayra]

You should do a spicy boom!sonamy prompt ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Ok for real tho, would you write some cute, fluff, slightly angst boom! Sonamy prompt? I need some feels! Btw you're awesome I love all of your work. Is the only thing I've been reading for the last week and I'm obsess

Haha, just kidding! I would love to do some fluff~ I’m still not quite sure on the definition of ‘spicy’? But I think it means ‘steamy’ right? Well, I think you were kidding, right? Cause you said, ‘but for real’ so I’ll go with fluff, cute, and some mild angst. Boom is hard cause it’s not very easy to place these two in a moment of vulnerability besides-….

Besides-

…..Oh my gosh.

(Also thank you so much!!! XD I know it’s a deep pool of prompts to swim through since 2 or 3 years of writing these suckers but I thank you for liking them so much~

Prompt:

Sonic walked with a wide swing in his step, looking around before directly to Amy, and seeing what she was doing on the ground.

“Uh… Ames? Not that I’m trying to be a bother to your… ‘experimentation’ thing or whatnot, but…” he shook his hands in the air, looking a little bored before leaning over to see what she was doing, fiddling with what looked like puzzle pieces placed in a slider.

“Sorry, Sonic. I know I called you over here for your speedy abilities, but I honestly can’t seem to figure out this… stupid… errkk!!!” she tried to slide one more square piece over, tugging and struggling before getting it’s rusty self in place.

“Ha!” Amy was forced back by her own power, but the titles in the small square glowed suddenly, and Sonic’s mouth formed an ‘o’ as he leaned back.

“I did it!” Amy jumped back forward, holding her hands up triumphantly. “Okay, now I need you to- AHHH!!”

The two were suddenly pulled into the small, miniature vortex and spiraled into it, becoming small and only pint-sized selves.

“Oh no!” Amy looked herself over, “The effects of those ancient geared tablets must have triggered some form of…. of an ancient shrink ray!” she gripped her head, looking worried. “I must have misread it!” she suddenly ran over to a large book, hitting it open and then looking down at the page as Sonic raced up to look at her.

“It’s no use… it’s all the way on page 380…” she looked at all the pages, seeing how hard it was to flip each individual one separately.

Sonic jumped up, gesturing to himself and for her to move as she smiled and got by his side.

She laughed as she jumped while he ran over the pages, having them flip quickly under his speedy shoes before she was finally able to see the right page.

“Oh! Stop, stop, stop!” she motioned her hand out before dropping to her knees, using her hand to read over the now large printed words.

“Shoot!” she hit her hand to the paper, “I thought it said sight array, not shrink ray!”

“How could you mess those up?” Sonic had his arms folded, before parting them with a shrug and leaning his head back, “They don’t even sound the same!” He then looked back at her with the expression that he was somehow smarter at getting this than her.

As he shook his head in complete haughtiness, she just stared at him as if he had no idea what the difference was in hieroglyphics and modern language.

“Some things can mean a number of things, Sonic.” she rolled her eyes, and continued to read. “Now… let’s figure out how to fix this…”

“Pfft, boring!” Sonic jumped down from the book, taking off a ways.

“W-wait! You can’t just go! It’s dangerous!” Amy stood up, looking upset and worried before he about faced, hearing her words, and coming back.

“Did I hear dangerous?” he gave her a funny look, “Amy, I’m magnetically pulled to dangerous!”

“I really hope you weren’t just winging words there.” Amy insulted, as he did in fact looked offended.

“What’s your problem?! You act like I can’t understand anything!” Sonic put a hand to his hip and then gestured up to her, “Like, what? You’re some sort of ‘high scholar’ above of me?” he turned around, folding his arms and looking behind himself, pouting in a grumpy way.

“Well… yes.” Amy nonchalantly answered, even looking up a moment to bounce her shoulders as if that was ‘matter-of-factly’ a true statement, and then looked back at him with drooped eyelids. “And you’re point is?”

“Augh! I don’t need this!” Sonic threw his hands up in the air, fed up with her attitude as he was about to take off again.

“Wait!”

“Sorry comes after the brooding, Amy. You know this.” he stayed bent down in his running pose, arms up and ready to swing out like a running man and his toe tipped up to start the first step.

“No, not that! I mean, how am I gonna get around if you take off like that?” she jogged to the corner of the book, and looked down over at him.

“Sonic… we can’t just abandon each other!”

He slid his mouth to the side of his muzzle, narrowing his eyes and drooping his eyelids as if he wasn’t really disagreeing on that comment… but he could just go if he wanted too..

“…Sonic?..”

Her voice turned more desperate.

He looked down, his frown slowly stretching out and untensing.

“Please?”

He shook his head and ruffled his hands in his quills, getting up and waltzing back to her. “Ahhh.. fine! FINE! But you have to say you’re sorry!” He stuck a finger up at her, still looking upset.

“Fine.” Amy nodded, liking that deal as she sat pretty up top, tilting her head slightly side to side to rustle her own quills into a neater place from looking down. “I’m sorry for referencing that most men are blind idiots who state their opinions as fact.” she smiled down to Sonic.

She acted so innocent…

He hated it.

He glared and puffed up his own chest, “Oh yeah? Well, I’m sorry for referring to all women as pompous and stubborn!” he folded his arms, turning away. “Acting so high and mighty… but then needing someone to cuddle with in the dark~” he suddenly mocked her by throwing his arms around himself, then placing his hands together and to the side of his face, as if doting or acting ‘feminine’ as he pretended to sleep and close his eyes.

His eyes shot back open when he heard a battlecry and looked up, jumping a bit in shock and parting his legs, racing away as Amy came down with a hammer.

The dust piled up and he coughed while fanning it away.

She breathed loudly, looking ticked.

“YOU WANNA GO!?”

“Yes. Thank you. Adios!” he nodded, saluted her with a flick of his two, put together fingers goodbye, and was about to race off.

“STOP!”

“WHHHYYY…?” he groaned, swinging his arms down and back around himself in a huge, over-exaggerated whine.

He looked to her with arched eyes, as if so done with fighting her already.

“I thought that’s what you want!”

“We need to get that-!” She pointed to the tablet’s holder. “To Tails!” she threw her pointed finger down, looking ready to chew his head off.

“Hmph. And why should I help you?” he folded his arms, sticking his tongue at her before turning his head away. “All you ever do is unappreciated me.”

“Excuse me?” she raised an eyebrow, confused by his wording.

“You never listen to me!” he suddenly over-acted, flinging the back of his hand’s wrist up to his forehead, leaning himself back. “I’m all alone in this big empty world, and all I ever wanted was for you to notice me! Ah!” he suddenly dropped to his knees, laying with an arm supporting him up, looking helpless, and clearly seeming to reference a previous conversation he must have had with Amy Rose…

“I’m just a woman! With feelings too!” he kept mocking, and as he did so, Amy’s face shifted from anger to hurt, as if he was making fun of her feelings when she had spoken those words long ago.

“But of course! You wouldn’t understand!” he hit his hand down in a fists, “Because, what? What!?” he suddenly threw his hands up to his face, shaking his head back before glaring at her, turning back to his old self.

“Because men don’t understand love!?”

He bounced himself up and walked over to her, looking much more serious as she stepped back, a little afraid that he wasn’t just acting anymore…

“I came here to help you! Not be told I’m stupid!” he thrust a finger at her, and she tripped over the side of the book’s cover, hitting the stacked papers to break her fall.

“..A-Ames?” he suddenly pulled away, worried.

She looked down, sniffing as she rubbed her nose and got up.

“Is that what you think of my feelings?” She walked past him, before looking up as she did so, “That their a drama to be acted out?” she looked deeply hurt, and turned away as she squinted her eyes shut, before running off to get the tablet, pushing it as it started to jut-forward.

“…H-hey now… hold on! I’m the one that’s suppose to be offended and hurt here!” he stomped his foot down. “Don’t suddenly make this about you!”

She kept struggling to push it, but little by little, she got it going.

“Just don’t come, Sonic! I get it! You’re better off alone…” she looked away from him as she passed, before his face drooped and he watched in sorrow as she pushed the square puzzle passed him.

He outstretched an arm, “Amy..?”

He had taken it a bit too far, and looked away, scanning the ground as if he could find answers there.

“Ah, man…” he rubbed his head again, before he moved down to his neck, looking regretful.

“Amy… Ah, Ames. Don’t push it yourself!” he gave in to his better nature, rushing up and helping her push, causing the square to go must faster.

“I said I didn’t need your help anymore!” Amy felt the ease on her shoulders while she pushed, but it didn’t change the fact of how she was feeling toward his little act back there…

“Look, okay, I have feee… feeel… feelllllingggsss toooo…” he contorted his face and mouth as if saying that was difficult, before shaking his head and sighing as if relieved he got it out.

“Ah, there. Now we’re doing what you love to do. Talking about the inner-crisis of our teenage lives!” he kid, still shoving the darn thing forward.

“At this rate, we’ll get to Tails’s soon enough!” he then stated, as Amy looked back at his expression…

She smiled.

At least he tried.

The two finally made it, with a sandy and dirt trail behind them, to Tails.

Changing them back, just before he did so, Amy and Sonic stood in the box that Tails had closed the door on.

She bounced her feet, looking up and waiting expectantly for the beam to change them back to normal.

Sonic looked away, as if nervous, before scratching the tip of his head, and turning back to her, putting his hands together.

“Umm… A-about what I said…”

“Forgiven. Now brace yourself.” she happily squinted her eyes.

He looked back up to her, almost sorrowfully, before chuckling lightly and leaning closer to her.

“No.. about not treating your feelings fairly.”

“It’s in the past! Afterall, you’re a ‘solo-rider’ I get that.” she continued to let it all go, but Sonic just frowned more, trying to be real with her.

“…Ames, I wasn’t lying when I said I liked danger.”

The computer started rotating a countdown.

“Yeah? So?” Amy kept her eyes closed, still acting cheery like she didn’t care what he said.

He looked more gently to her, his eyes showing more in them then what he was saying.

If only her eyes were open to see.

“I mean…” He leaned closer, as tenderly as he could, he leaned his head behind her shoulder.

“I’m not afraid of the most terrifyingly, dangerous adventure any hedgehog could ever go on…”

The computer started counting down from 3…2….1…

“What’s that?”

“Loving a stubborn woman.”

Her eyes shot open, turning to look at him as he moved his head, acting as though he hadn’t done or said anything.

“Geronimo!”

The two zapped back to normal sizes, as the door was flung open in a light of blue.

Tails raced up before watching Sonic spin out the window, and then went to open the swinging close door for Amy, but she just knocked it clear off it’s hinges with her hammer, chasing after him with large smiles on her face.

And if there could be, hearts piling out around her from thin air.

“Soooooniiicccc~″

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Q&A With Rising Hip Hop Duo Glass Bottom Boat

Hip Hop duo Glass Bottom Boat! Much love on that group name!!! Definitely one of a kind for the underground scene!!! Tell us a bit about the group, how/when/where was if formed? Who is the better Rapper amongst the two? Where are you guys from?

Cal-S-thetics Haha, yeah the name was kind of an accident. It was a name I used for the SP-808ex sampler I created our first two albums on. So I always labeled the projects asThe Glass Bottom Boat Presents: and since we didn't really have a group name, when we started performing it was kind of the thing people identified with so it stuck and we were cool with it as it has kind of come to symbolize what we do together for sure; the Glass Bottom Boat aka the Window to the World, aka the Pens-Men Ship.

As for the group, we formed it while we attended high school together in Irvine, CA (Orange County). Tone and I (along with Rico, who was an on and off third member) would work with beats I pieced together on the 808 and before on my computer. Tone moved away after our freshman year to North Carolina and really polished his rhyme style while at the same time I would get more and more into producing the beats and when he moved back to SD when we were both seniors, we had already dreamed up several tracks that became the first album that utilized the 808 after my computer crashed where I was originally using Fruity Loops.

I'm originally from the Irvine growing up amongst the cow pastures and track homes. In contrast, Tone grew up all over the US since his Dad was in the Marines. So we bring different flavors to the mix for sure.

Tone Dogg Raw I'm originally from Roswell NM, and like Cal said my dad was a Marine, so I grew up moving around from base to base. The most significant time of my adolescence was spent on El Toro Marine Base, (during that time I met Cal, being bussed to school in Irvine), and Jacksonville NC, where the name Tone Dogg Raw was coined.

Haha, who is the better rapper? I'd say we each have our own style and talents when it comes to song writing. I think we push each other to be better composers and think of lyrics, cadence and syllable counts. I'd say we make each other better MCs.

Cal-S-thetics Haha, Tone's being modest! He's the more natural writer out of the two of us. He writes albums as fast as I write songs! Haha. I'm only semi-joking, but no, honestly, I tended to gravitate toward the production and composition side the more we worked together when I was primarily making all the beats we were spitting on whereas Tone usually brings the flow and verses to life. Captain Hooks and shit.

It's extremely difficult to rap with someone else, let alone form a duo or a group.. That being said, what's the spark,or motivation to make Hip Hop as a duo? Any pro's or con's in being a duo?

Cal-S-thetics Tone and I began to write rhymes together even back when we first started. Like he'd take 4 bars and then I'd take 4 and back and forth it'd go on the same page in the notebooks. So we've just kind of continued that when we've worked on tracks as a group. Building together we always found that while there might be compromises on individual ideas at times, the collaborative effort usually resulted in something with much more depth and perspective given our individual tastes and perspectives coloring our rhymes differently.

Maybe the only con I can think of is that scheduling and strategy can be a little more of a challenge with more people to consider, especially since we got families, day jobs, schooling, etc. that we must work around.

Tone Dogg Raw I agree. I think there is compromise, but that lends itself to making something truly unique. Especially when both of us want to feed-off of the energy of the other or inspire one another with an idea or melody. And we been doing this for more than a decade, when we start making something, it just flows and is natural.

Cal-S-thetics Yeah, I guess we do talk about it how there's not many groups any more that we are hearing and really seeing making moves. I mean I was watching Dilated, Living Legends, Project Blowed, Stonesthrow and all that kind of during my formative years and I don't see that as much nowadays. We definitely take it as a source of pride that we are determined to build something bigger collectively than we could individually.

Tell us about your Hip Hop and/or music influences? Any Hip Hop duo's who you guys get inspiration from?

Cal-S-thetics For me, the original influences were like Snoop Dogg, Dre, Dogg Pound, Nate Dogg, all that West Coast. DJ Quik, Julio G, the Beat Junkies yeah know. But as I got into more and more underground and new school, Tribe rose to the top as one of my favorites. So did Slum Village and Pete Rock & CL Smooth. Blackstar, Common. All that. Of course, as I'd consider myself a producer before a rapper Pete Rock, Premo, Dilla, Daz Dillinger, Quik, Madlib were all huge influences on how I listened to hip hop. Also, got a huge soft spot for anything Dungeon family, which I know Tone shares with me. But also as a kind of casual record collector I do find a lot of inspiration from discovering older artists in Soul, R&B, Rock, Jazz and other stuff. Last, as you know I could go on forever about music, I've been blessed to meet many talented artists being that I lived in LA and LBC for about 5 years so some people I've been able to call friends have had a big influence on me as well, DJ Orator, Rebels to the Grain, Dellue, Cloud 9 Articulate are all people who have been big supporters and inspirations for me musically.

Tone Dogg Raw Growing up primarily on the west coast and in the south I have an affinity for a lot of the names Cal mentioned, Dre, Snoop, Warren G, Ice Cube, Outkastand Goodie Mob. I always liked the independent southern hip hop, the trunk music, stuff to ride to that has that heavy kick. Some Eightball and MJG, Scarface and UGK. In North Carolina we would listen to a lot of Wu-Tang also which had me geeking on old kung fu movies and stuff and freestyling all the time. Some Killa Army would have me wanting to write some flows. I identify heavily with the Chicano rap scene as well just because that's what we listened to in our culture, like some Slow Pain or Frost or Mr Shadow, those guys are all legends to me. But honestly I listen to all kinds of music. Put on some Groove Theory, Slum Village, or Rolling Stones I'm good. I also get inspired by the music of peers in OC, LA, SD, NM or anywhere, when something notable drops, I like to listen.

Please breakdown the creative process of your latest project Definitive A Year In The Nebula Spring. Sweet album cover BTW!!..LOL I love the tits.LOL

Cal-S-thetics Yeah, the project was kind of wild because as worked together to launch Tone's Doggma Uno label and release his first official project, OPTIMO last October, Tone started planting the seed of working on a new project. First sending me beats, then rhymes. And I still had trouble writing to them after the long lay-off (7-8 years!). But after we got a few tracks under our belts, it kind of just snowballed. A lot of it was just having the beats. Dope beats from these talented producers, I think that got me going again whereas Tone writes prolifically. Then the idea was we got a lot of tracks what should we do? And we kind of started leaning toward the idea of just releasing everything. However, with the way people consume music these days, we decided to release it in batches. When that cemented, I got the idea to do it kind of with the seasons following the year we spent recording all the music and picked the songs I felt reflected each season and some themes we agreed on. So really this album is part of a larger whole.

As for the album cover, haha, yeah, I used to bootleg the artist's, Genzoman, art for our myspace page with the 808 photoshopped so when we decided to work again on a group project I reached out to him with our idea so as to make it official and he was game and brought his own vision to it. Yeah, the endowment that he bestowed was kind of his own stylization of our original idea, which turned out lovely as you pointed out, haha.

Do you guys ever plan on possibly signing a deal, or are you guys strictly unerground??

Tone Dogg Raw For now, our focus is on building the Doggma Uno brand and repertoire, so that the creation of art is self-sustainable and so that we can provide opportunities to others who are struggling to get exposure for their art. We believe in community and unity, I suppose if that's underground than I want to stay that way. In the end, it's about more than me and Cal, and our music, it's about what we can leave this world, legacy.

Rappers nowadays think by throwing up a few videos up on social media and pushing quick projects, they can blow up overnight! Give us your view on how over saturated the market is right now with so many MC's/Producers but not to many quality music.

Cal-S-thetics Yeah, it does seem much easier to broadcast your music now than ever, but in many ways the market is still very similar to how it was when myspace was cracking. A lot of music, and a lot of it good, and its so accessible. The big thing is high quality video and audio recording has continued to become even more inexpensive allowing more and more people to make high quality music. What I sometimes think is missing is people pushing the boundaries of what is hip hop. I mean the song writing and melody can lack sometimes and the video themes and content can be very one-dimensional, which is a shame since we both feel that the music is ripe for more fusion and blending of genres than it has ever been, which bodes well for artist that can bring that to the scene.

Tone Dogg Raw There is so much music out and its heavy competition out there right now. Just like anything else in the world, it's about putting in work. I think the more effort that's put forth will be apparent and has more value and the quickly thrown-together stuff will be naturally weeded out. It's something that we hold of the utmost Importance, making sure whatever we do,that it is well thought out and is high quality. Most people don't want to put in work to get what they want. There is an entitlement that permeates society. It's why we play the lottery. But those of us who don't win gotta get up and go to work the next day. Haha.

Doggmauno / Tone Dogg Raw

Here it is! Our most popular question! What is your definition of underground hip hop?

Cal-S-Thetics Underground hip hop is kind of cultural attitude that's adopted by many within the industry for hip hop that either isn't good enough to attract mainstream appeal or has been relegated to be a fringe or niche market. But I don't think the underground idea is really anything other than a label as hip hop is worldwide and many mainstream artists have ties or connections to the artists and labels that many hip hop purists hold in high esteem. So while the grass-root, community-based approach is something I've always loved about the underground scene, I am not always a fan of how we sometimes shun more successful artists while not appreciating the art of their projects because of these labels. It's something I've been guilty of myself, honestly, but nowadays I tend to appreciate the way hip hop has continued to grow more diverse and continues to be so connected to young people throughout the world especially the classic stuff be it commercial or not.

Where can people find you on the web? Drop all the vital links.

Doggmauno.com All social media @cal_s_thetics or @doggma1 and @doggmauno Soundcloud.com/doggmauno Itunes, Spotify, bandcamp all that.

Lastly, and shout out?

Cal-S-thetics Our families for sacrificing their time and our time with them for us to pursue these dreams. the Break beats and Rhymes family who have always been supportive of our work. Of course, EQ Out the Ashtray of LA who has been a key collaborator mastering, mixing and producing our projects and also is about to release some of his own projects on Doggma Uno very soon. Enkrypt Los Angeles, Victor Hernandez and Joe Matamales who have been expertly holding down the visuals for us and help us push the boundaries there. Big Rob and Showcase 626 who has supported us a lot too, Endz and Dave Allen of the Locally Grown Collective, just way too many to mention, but that was my attempt!