#i wish i were faster and had more time T_T

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yeah, erm, spelling - not their strong point.

[darknessisafriend]

I will feed on your hate, Commodus x Reader/You

After months of writing block I finally got to write again T_T this is a special piece for the wonderful @kfanniart a while ago we had spoken about Commodus, how he would feel and how we would love to comfort him, so here is a fic inspired by our talks <3

Commodus was quietly walking in the corridors of the palace; he had always been light foot. He had taken this habit from his father and from his passion for hunting; it was a good way to spy on your counterparts. You had always been amazed by how quick he could walk and yet remain completely silent, each of his movements, his breathing, a true hunter. Commodus’ fingertips brushed against a column as he leaned against it to listen to some Senators present at the palace.

“Ah don’t be so gentle Gaius I know that you think deep down. That child isn’t half as good as his father.” Spoke the first Senator with a knowing grin, how imprudent they were.

“I am smarter than you Brutus I don’t want to be heard speaking ill of the Emperor. He is not as merciful as Marcus Aurelius.

“See? Another flaw of his. Sometimes I wonder if he is not a bastard son to be the opposite of his father.” He scoffed, a mean glow in his eyes.

“What is the point to criticizing him every day? If he keeps going that way, he will fall soon anyway, and we will all be grateful for it.” Sighed Gaius, he was arrogant, thinking himself all mighty. He snapped his fingers at an old slave “You. Speak without fear of punishment. What do you think of your new master?” he asked. The old man seemed to hesitate at first, looking around to see if there were witnesses to his words. So, Commodus leaned more against the column listening, his heart racing faster, he had a bad feeling about it. When one hid to speak of a man, it was never to praise him.

“He is not like the great Marcus Aurelius. He doesn’t sleep, he is not at peace. He is moody, not wise.” Replied the man before quickly going back to his work, not knowing he had been heard by Commodus himself. According to his reputation, it could have been expected that the young emperor would have come out of his hiding spot, yelling for the guards to seize the traitors or even killing them himself in his rage.

But there wasn’t any of it. Commodus’ heart was stabbed again, betrayed…how could people and especially his own people, servants be so ungrateful? Didn’t he love them enough? talked with them enough? Perhaps he was the only Emperor who didn’t mind befriending those who served him. Because he was the People.

Still as quietly as he came, he left, heading back to his private quarters as fast as possible, his eyes wet with tears, his breathing fast, uncontrolled. He couldn’t even think anymore, the sound of his hammering heart pounding in his ears.

Soon, he found himself in your room, barely understanding where he was, his body had guided him to the safest place for his spirit, you. You lifted your head from the broderie you were making, looking at the young Emperor who had busted in your room unannounced. It wasn’t the first time he did it and each time it was because he was upset.

“Do you wish to talk about what happened, Commodus?” you offered, sometimes he didn’t wish to talk but simply sit in your company. And other times, his burden was too heavy for his mind not to share. Slowly, his eyes lifted from the ground to look at you, finally understanding where he was. He opened his mouth as if to mutter an apology. His gaze became boyish as he approached you and slowly dropped on his knees, looking at you in the eyes as he took your hands, fervently kissing your knuckles, staying silent.

“It is alright.” You smiled reassuringly, letting him do. Many would call it inappropriate for two friends, even if childhood friends to be so close. Commodus rested his head on your lap, silently requesting for you to caress his head; it was a gesture that brought him great peace. So, you did, your thumb gently stroking his cheek as the other hand went in his hair, massaging his scalp.

“They hate me…they all do.” He stated, his eyes teary again. “Even dead and years after my father’s death they keep speaking of him as if he was still alive, there to judge me. As if they could dare speak of me that way without fear of punishment, with his support.” He snarled, yet his voice had the tone of a murmur.  You sighed at his words; indeed, it had been years since he had inherited the throne and yet he kept suffering as if nothing had changed. Sometimes you came to wonder if Commodus was meant to be Emperor or if it was a curse thrown upon him.

“Even my own slaves speak poorly of me, they don’t respect me. If a slave can’t respect me, no one ever will.” He murmured, looking at the details of your hands, a way to distract himself from the pain.

“I do respect you Commodus.” You instantly replied, hoping that those words would be enough to sooth him.

“But it is you! It doesn’t matter like-…”

“I am not the only one respecting you. Why don’t I matter? Because I am a woman? Because I can’t bring you votes of the Senate or plot in your favor? How wrong you would be to think that.” You replied seriously to his protest, meeting his dark gaze.

“I know perfectly what you are able to do Y/N. And I have shown myself very grateful for it.” He replied darkly. More than friendship bounded you, dark actions for the cause of the Empire and ensure his safety. You were a bit his shadow agent. “What I meant is that as the Emperor, I need the respect of my people and most Senators. I cannot rule if all are against me.” He replied, a bit calmer to explain himself before tightening your dress in his hand. “I would bet on my own life that History will speak bad of me. I will be the villain and the Senate the heroes. Maybe I will even be forgotten…” he murmured sadly, like his father had made him feel forgotten.

“I recall that you did rather unexpected and innovative things in your reign already. An Emperor gladiator…cherishing his people, establishing peace with the Marcomans and Quades. I see no reason for you to be forgotten. No matter how hard the Senate could try, the People will remember, your statues, your face printed on denarius, scattered across the Empire. You cannot be erased. You will be remembered.” You assured him, keeping on playing with the dark curls of his hair, you knew he would be remembered in both good and bad, no Emperor escaped it, and no one could satisfy all.

“I wish I could make them all stop talking about my father.” He simply replied, a bit calmer. It seemed your words had an effect on him.

“With time they will stop. I promise you, my dearest. And people will judge you by your actions, not by what old senators say of you.” You cooed, detailing his sad face. How much you would give to see him smile again. In a burst of love, you leaned forward, placing your lips on top of his head, leaving a protective kiss upon Commodus. Only you really knew who he was, and you would cherish it.

At your kiss, Commodus lifted his head, looking at you with surprise and wonder. It wasn’t the first kiss you gave him and yet for him it always felt like the first time.

“Would you like to come to bed with me?” you offered with a smile, it was the first time you offered such thing, yet you knew it was a wish of Commodus. He only had never asked because his sister pressured him to ‘leave you alone’. You had caught them arguing about it a few times in the past. So, of course, Commodus was overjoyed to accept, yet for now he kept a rather neutral face, only his eyes shone with a strange glow. He got up and offered you his hand, as always enjoying taking the lead and guiding you to your own bed.

He let you lay down first, letting you invite him in your arms, smiling and looking at him in the eyes “Join me Commodus.” You cooed, with a soft tone, you knew how much he loved quietness at times, hearing your heartbeat against his cheek as he laid on top of you, nuzzling against your breast. It always gave you an effect, you had always loved him of course and he did too, you just never made it official, perhaps another non-conformist side of Commodus.

“I only feel at home when I am in your arms...” he murmured, taking your hand and kissing each of your knuckles devotedly, as you slid your other hand under his tunic, from the base of this neck to caress his tensed shoulders, now relaxing a little.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would have left Rome a while ago to go back to Gaul.” You replied with equal devotion, burying your nose in his coal curls, inhaling his scent of cinnamon and pomegranate. Rome was exhausting, noisy, smelly and full of dangers, even withing the palace walls.

Commodus lifted his head, his gaze dark, passionate. “I would have never let you. If you left me here alone…” he cupped your chin with his fingers “I feel as if I’m dying. A long, slow, agonizing death, ever since…” he briefly looked down, a sad look in his eyes, not having the strength to talk about his past sufferings. “You make me feel alive…every time you speak, every time you touch me.” He murmured, his eyes dark again, his thumb brushing on your lower lip. “Y/N I crave you, like a dying man craving for each breath.” His voice slightly slipped, showing his desperation, his eyes teary from all the emotions he hid from the world. “Please…” he called you in the most painful tone you heard from him, he truly sounded agonizing.

You cupped his face, detailing him as you often did. How much you hated to see him suffer. And yet how much you loved when he let his mask fall. “I love you so much Commodus…I would follow you into the depths of the underworld, in the middle of the bloodiest battles...” you said fondly, he was your whole world, since the moment you had met him. You pulled his face closer to yours, kissing him with strength, a strength no lady should express. But you couldn’t care less, it was to express your love, devotion and respect for the emperor. You could have feared his pride would be triggered but it didn’t, you heard Commodus whimper against your lips, pressing harder against your mouth, his hands sliding to your waist and then hips. His grip was strong, almost painful, as if he feared it wasn’t real, a bad dream the gods would use against Commodus to torture him.

Your fingers went to bury in his hair, slightly pulling on them this time, you had retained your desire for a while.

“I love you too Y/N…I would slaughter my own father for you…give up on the throne.” He breathed against your lips, kissing your face, jaw and going down your neck, worshipping your body, his hands sliding under your dress to caress your thighs, his fingertips soft and his palm callous from handling a sword.

“Why not rule together? Slaughter our enemies together?” you suggested with a grin, you matched his violence, your teeth biting his lower lip as he met your eyes. He chuckled, it was clear by his look that he approved, that you would form the strongest and deadliest couple of the Empire.

Commodus harem: @skaravilee @lyoongxx @weirdflecksbutok @stardancerluv @sgtsavoytruffle​ @ohcarlesmycarleses​ @rajacero @niniitah-ah @morrisonmercurryphoenix @fly-like-a-phoenix​ @thatdummy-girll​ @galos-writing @hopelessdisaster002 @rosebloodstuffandthangs-bloghangss​ @clowndaddyfleck​ @jaylovesbats @dreamingmaria​ @just-a-fucking-comedy​ @lady-carnivals-stuff​ @sierracleganee​​ @lemondedeniname​​ @hvproductions​​ @syvellsworld​​ @papercut-paranoia​​ @jokerflecker​​ ​ @bring-your-holy-water @five-miles-overr​ @beatlebabe1996​ @kfanniart

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word count: 1k+

warnings: um... just prepare yourself...

a/n: thank you so much to @januarystars for helping me write this portion of the story! Mei is absolutely the BEST they fr let me blab on discord about my vision for this and wrote sections that were exactly what I was planing T_T

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“Kiddos we’re here!” Joshua said as he pulled up into the parking lot. It was a long, silent car ride to the city’s biggest ice rink. With the car ride finally coming to an end, it was like you could breathe easy at last now that you were away from Jihoon.

The fifteen of you quickly filed inside and got your skates—well, as fast as fifteen people can— before you set off for the ice. Despite your wobbly gait, it seemed that Soonyoung and Jeonghan were doing just fine, making speedy laps around the rink, almost as if they were racing.

When Soonyoung finally came back around to where you’d only moved a few meters, he noticed your struggles and held out his hand. Looking from his hand to his face, you let your lips part. Perhaps it was real, perhaps it was simply you willing it to happen, but your heart began to pound the longer you stared at his open hand.

“Come on,” Soonyoung said, smiling and taking your hand in his. “I can help you if you want.”

“Okay,” you stuttered, following his lead as he began to help pull you along the rink.

You were going at a much faster pace now, and, honestly, it was kind of exhilarating. Sure, the speed did make you dizzy at some points, but Soonyoung always seemed to sense this and slowed down.

It was rather nice to hold his hand, to be the focus of his attention. Little did you know who was watching. He scowled and shoved his hands in his pockets, huffing by himself as he skated along on the side. “Of course Y/N likes Soonyoung,” he mumbled. “Everyone likes Soonyoung.”

“Hey, y/n?” he asked as he slowed down once more.

“Hm?” you said, looking up from the ground to meet his bubbly gaze.

“Can I ask you a question?” He said, words laced with suspicion, “You have to promise not to tell though.”

“Yeah, of course.” You grinned, hoping the words you had been searching for the answer for would escape from Soonyoung’s lips.

He grinned for a second before continuing,“I know we aren’t supposed to say who we have for secret santa…”

“This is it,” you thought to yourself. Soonyoung was going to tell you it was him. You were sure of it.

“But do you think Seungkwan would like fuzzy socks? I know he has an allergy to fuzzy things but…”

“Wait what?” you exclaimed louder than you should have.

“So that’s a no then?” Soonyoung asked, dejected.

“N-no, I’m sure he’d like them as long as you wash them or something,” you stuttered.

“Cool. Thanks, y/n!”

It wasn’t Soonyoung? You were practically back to square one, with no clue of who your secret santa was. You let out a disappointed sigh. You were just as lost as ever, and just as confused as ever. You still had feelings for the mystery person, but what now?

Slowing down once more, your skating partner glanced outside of the rink and caught sight of Joshua.

“I think Joshua’s getting hot chocolate!” Soonyoung exclaimed, dashing off to the gate and waddling out of the ice to catch up to him.

Alone, you made much slower movements until you felt a push on your shoulder, causing you to collapse to the floor. As you looked at who the perpetrator was, you couldn’t believe your eyes. It was Jihoon. Fury only ignited when you noticed he kept skating along like nothing had happened. Misty rushed over to you, stopping in her skates before lending a hand to you. Wonwoo followed shortly before asking, “What the fuck is his deal?”

“I wish I knew…” you mumbled, dusting off the pieces of ice that stuck onto your bottom. Not only did you learn Soonyoung wasn’t your secret santa, but there was a possibility that Jihoon, your long-time crush, possibly hated your guts for reasons unknown. You eyes started to tear up, your throat swelling as you tried to hold back your tears.

“Hey… let’s leave and return the shoes, hm?” Misty said when she noticed the dejected look on your face, helping you get the specs of ice cleaned off your coat, “I think Jeonghan wants to leave for dim sum soon anyways.”

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As the two of you walked into the skate rental booth, your mood only shifted for the worse when you saw Jihoon untying his shoes on the bench. You decided enough was enough. Walking up to Jihoon, you started to yell, “What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Oh fuck,” Misty mumbled, rushing out to get assistance of some sort.

“What are you talking about?” He said in a monotone voice, not even giving his full attention to you, only infuriating you even more.

“What are you talking about?” you mocked before letting your emotions run for the hills, “You purposely bumped into me you piece of shit!”

Misty came rushing in with Jeonghan, Misty held you back from getting any closer to Jihoon while the both of them tried to calm down the argument, “Guys stop!”

At this point, you had no filter. You continued to spout out the words that you’ve been holding in for so long, finally letting the tears burst out, “You know what, I wouldn’t have cared if you hated me if I didn’t like you so much!”

Jihoon’s expression quickly changed as you sniffed while mumbling, “I guess I’m a fool thinking you liked me back.”

Misty grabbed a hold on your shoulders when guiding you away from Jihoon, whispering, “Let’s get in Wonwoo’s car.”

Jeonghan was only left to comfort Jihoon, of course, naturally asking, “Hey, you okay? What happened.”

When you were far from his sight, the song that reminded him of you the most started to play. What perfect timing.

As Goodbye Winter continued, sobs could only escape from Jihoon’s mouth. He regretted everything he said, everything he did. Because he acted out of jealousy, he had lost a co-worker, a friend, and a potential lover.

He buried his face into the older friend’s chest so no one could see him in such a vulnerable state. Jeonghan patted Jihoon’s head, knowing him, he wasn’t the type to lean on a shoulder to cry on, he knew he was shattered.

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adore you | the christmas waltz

synopsis: in which your lonely friend group tries to get into the christmas spirit by holding a secret santa party. to your surprise however, your special secret santa jihoon likes to give you gifts everyday until christmas.

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Blog Progress Update (Travel Blog Style #19)

Drafts 75 - Queue 21

I’m very slowly filling the queue. I’m almost done with Scarlett Meadows locations.

This update has a lot of photos which is why it’s got a “read more” cause it got long.

On our quest for Orchids Arthur runs into a kid missing a dog in Strawberry… now I remember a kid missing a dog in Emerald Ranch… and I remember bad things happening… this better not be the same thing. Weird how this kid lives at the same house Skinny lived in… YAY HAPPY ENDING!

Looking for orchids again and OMFG I’ve never just randomly seen nite folk in the woods without it being an ambush. Two guys were walking away from a dead body on the edge of the water (that had predator bait on it, wtf). One had a torch the other a bow.

On the last exotic quest and I’m headin back to camp cause the sparrow and dragon flowers are up there. Not once this playthrough has someone come for Arthur when he spends WEEKS away from camp (nor has anyone broken me out of jail… all the stuff he does for this gang and nothing.… come on guys..).

Pearson… you’re telling me 99 bird meat wasn’t enough?

HA! Micah was about to talk to me, Arthur coughed a bit as he walked over BUT I got to the shave station and Micah walked away!

(WHY IS ABIGAIL SO DANG PRETTY T_T)

So I’m leaving camp, sayin good morning to Charles as I go… and I see the red of an enemy on my mini map… and my controller starts flashing red and white… go to the map and there’s two fucking bounty hunters to the right of camp, I’m going to the left… ISTG if it says I led enemies to camp I’m gonna scream. They’re heading in my direction… they’re gonna go THROUGH camp… FUUU-

(I realized way too late I should have gotten more photos of Arthur picking flowers...)

Ran into the Feral Man for the third time so I followed him back, didn’t know you could “greet” the wolves (Arthur just says “looks like I’m intruding” in a nervous tone and immediately they attack). Got the photos of the journal and went to reloaded a previous save because I felt bad…  but i somehow didn’t save even though I remember saving… and I’m not spending another hour looking for flowers X.x Sorry Wolf man..

Last flowers to get are back in the bayou. It’s night. I don’t have my headphones on. I’m asking for death.

Case in point a gator watching me admire a flower...

White dot behind me, turn and 4 fucking nite folk running at me with various blades. JFC, always have your headphones on OR don’t fucking go into the bayou at night!

I FORGOT THE PEARLS ON THE GUN WERE FROM TAHITI! XD

“Have you been?”

“Nearly…”

Omg Arthur’s lil “whoa..” at the hat was so cute! He actually likes it!

Now for a wash, a nap, a shave and a new outfit for the hat.

Voila~ (I couldn’t pick a shirt.. also I’m sorry this is chapter 6 Arthur so he looks so tired... T-T)

Okay now I’m working on getting more Lemoyne stuff into the queue. Went by Hill Haven Ranch to retake photos of Face Rock.. and apparently ... the house has an inside… I can take pictures… I need to come back at night because the man may or may not have recognized Arthur from that night with Uncle…

Camped out til night....

On my way there I got distracted by the stars… I wish real life had stars like this… damn light pollution… (I REALLY love how this photo looks =D)

FORGOT ABOUT THE DOG

… okay… I saved… I’m gonna have to do some things Arthur wouldn’t agree with.. HOGTIE FASTER!

So I’m in the house.. Wondering why out of the three ranchers none of them looked like the guy from earlier… then I’m in camera mode and find him…oddly enough he’s not marked as an enemy… he’s an X… dude you’re just hogtied, chill..

Ooooo~ The past 10 minutes were all a dream~ ooooo~

Also look at this bird I found on Deer Cottage when I was over there ^_^

(Western filter)

Also also (last one I swear) I really like this crane(?) photo I took

(it was kinda far away so I had to zoom via lens)

[minecraftsz]

i’m a simple man i see technoblade and i pog. but after scrolling through most of the takes on the dash i wanna share my thoughts :) kinda long lol

i really liked it! it was a pretty fun stream! i think it dragged and got a bit repetitive during the whole “we’re going to stop you! oh - oh...” thing at the end tho because like the main gist of that was just. the egg is more powerful than any of these guys, which probably could have been established faster? like the two with the most impact were hannah switching sides + telling the eggpire abt the armor and foolish trying and failing to smite the egg, because that led to him taking eret’s place. it was ridiculous though, which was fun enough to make it pretty much a non-issue.

i think q coming in was cool, and i see a lot of people being bummed abt skeppy not being mentioned at all. which i kinda agree with. but i think this was really impactful (as long as you know bbh) just because through quackity’s repetition that the egg CLEARLY isn’t giving him anything it’s made obvious to the audience that EVERYONE knows this - like, bad would know if he wasn’t gaining anything (he’s not stupid!), so there must be some motivation the other characters aren’t aware of. which we know! it’s skeppy! it’s so obviously skeppy! bad is with the egg because of skeppy, which makes it frustrating - for us and for him - for quackity and everyone else to just not see that, and to not even try to see that. it reinforces this conflict between them and garners sympathy for bad, and i think it creates this really interesting character dynamic precisely because it seems like q really does care about bad! (like, if you care about him so much, why aren’t you trying to see his side?)

however. we’ve seen an interaction like this two or three times now - it doesn’t develop much, it just reinforces what was already there. it would have been really cool if bad spoke up and told quackity why he was still with the egg (and for q to actually listen), or if skeppy appeared - or honestly if anything changed? but most of these characters came into the banquet with the same amount of knowledge they had leaving it. it’s still us v them, with little sympathy from either side.

as for techno. i cant speak bad of him so sorry if this is biased. but i thought him allying with q did one really important thing: it showed just how much of a threat the egg was. for techno to get involved with the guy that used state violence to execute him? it shows how dangerous people think it is! and that probably puts a little too much focus on techno Within the egg arc - like, if THIS guy cares enough, well then it’s ACTUALLY a threat! - and tbh idk if im a huge fan of that. i am like a designated technoblade stan though so i wont lie and say that i didn’t get really excited when he showed up, and honestly i do hope he gets more involved just from a syndicate perspective? like, the egg is a massive, oppressive threat, and it would be weird if the Anarchist Book Club didn’t do anything about it. i wish hed have brought weapons for niki. theyre allies :( i just hope that if techno does get involved it’s a little more balanced, which might be difficult considering how different their rp styles are (campy vs nonchalant).

(omg tho. bad after the banquet reconsidering everything was such a good moment)

ok overall i am sad the eggpire lost! i wish they had a big win now that would necessitate someone else coming in like q and techno did later. maybe if they killed some more people. maybe if the smp members shed a little more skin. you know. i was hoping for this to be the coin drop dream was talking abt a little while ago but i guess not T_T it was a fun stream! but i wish more happened

[empty-dream]

Just watched 13 Reasons Why S4

Ended up making a full blown commentary per episode because this is finally the last season and I’ve been enjoying this mess since S1. I even forgot that it was released until a friend brought it up to me. So in short,

Ep1

OKAY WHO DIES AGAIN HUH??

Clay, narrating: *I'm good at hiding shits so my parents don't notice at all." His parents: *concernedly looking at him pale and mushing food on the dining table*

The concequences of investigating murder cases and creating conspiracies instead of studying your ass off because it's a damn school really caught up huh.

Charlie holy shit I love you he's so chill and good.

It's been years I still can't believe Justin is really adopted by the Jensens. Funny that now the table is reversed, with Justin finally actually doing better and taking care of the increasingly-ill Clay.

SCOTT!! OH MY GOD! SCOTT REED!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA HOLY SHIIITTTTTTTTT AAAAAAAAA!!!

Wow my headcanon is approved, he already graduated by S3. No reason he didn't hang out with the gang after all the shits in S2 if he was no longer around in the first place.

He's still so nice even in Clay's trippy nightmare. Is that what Clay remembers about him? Well not really surprising, considering Scott actually was worried about him in S2.

Good god finally Clay meets a therapist- Wait a minute that's the guy from CSI:NY?!?! Isn't Clay just gonna get clobbered instead.

Okay I knew they are really close and I do adore their relationship so much but HOLY SHIT THEY ACTUALLY GO AT IT WITH ALEX AND ZACH???

Alex: *panicking over the kiss* Zach: Ayy don't worry let's just continue perhaps-suicidally hanging out on dangerous rooftops that you were almost fall to your death from. Alex: ????

Ep2

That narration of Clay ranting about college applications. I'll drink to that bruh.

Ya I too make my applications and other supposedly important matters at 3AM instead of any other more sensible time.

Oh my fucking god that is the creepiest smile I've ever see.

I feel like as Justin gets better and better with his life, Clay goes worse.

Justin is so excited about going to college! You deserve the future man. 

The old-time stoners and drunkards are rehabbed or dead. Enter Zach.

Winston: *eyes and ears up to your shit 24/7*

Nobody likes Tyler in S1 but now everybody likes him.

Okay. Cops doing shit jobs at protecting. This feels too real with this situation right now.

Clay's adventure to put the trash into the trash bin.

Omg they got the paint to the lab this is going real CSI.

Idk about u but at this point I don't exactly want to pay attention to Jessica/Justin problems anymore.

I know Zach and Clay don't get along and that's why I need their adventure together.

Clay drunk-puking on Justin. Well well well how the turntables.

The return of Monet!!

"I have 2.8. If I work hard, I'll get 2.9" Winston omg same.

Tht held gaze between Alex and Winston.. Is this slow burn fanfiction???????

Yes Mr. CSI it will definitely get worse.

I know writing about your feelings can make you feel better but probably not in your college essay form.

Ep3

I'm starting to think Clay is the one who dies in the end? Idk tho.

I guess the toll of busting ass trying to save everyone by yourself is catastrophically high, huh, Clay? Funny that he now goes from 100 in S3 to 0 in here and that's actually realistic.

Alex and Winston are really pining each other with Zach in the background lmao.

"You don't wanna go on the Valentine Dance with me? Even as friends?" Well sometimes there are moments when you just don't go back to being friends. It's an actual normal thing.

And besides the last time Alex goes with Jess for something she wanna do, he ends up murdering somebody. So.

"Hey Zach. Hey punch me. Hey you pussy now? Hey hey. Bitch." *poke* *poke* *poke*

No Zach he's trying to save all of your asses. You can't just say that.

Charlie is really just there trying to do his best in this shitshow and like Justin I wanna laugh but also am proud.

Everyone: *being paranoid and unto each other* Alex and Winston: *having the date of their life*

I wish everyone doesn't have this level of trust issues but then again we won't have a shitstorm drama like this.

When did this become "what is love?" philosophy class?

"You know love but you love so fiercely and sometimes it hurts."Wow Mr. CSI you hit the mark.

How many parties can the Liberty High hold in a year?

"You go with Charlie to get back to Justin, right?" Wow Diego you HIT the mark.

I still have problems with Ani as a character, but I do like her casual banters with Clay.

You know, with all these trust issues, I'm surprised nobody actually tries to peek on other's phone. Like, I know that's low. But, you know, faster solution. And better than having mass hallucinations.

Oh God the football team really is a bunch of jerks. Good fucking thing Scott is outta here.

Alex and Winston almost die like couples in a cheap slasher movie.

"Fuck Love." Clay Jensen, 2019 (according to the movie timeline)

Ep4

Why is Charlie talking? Why is he wearing the football jersey? Who on earth dies?? Is it Zach? Justin? Somebody else from the football team? But the content of your speech man...

Ah yeah. Clay did survive a great big deal of many ugly shits. Single-handedly thanks to adrenaline, mostly.

Jess got a point tho. Ani could have followed Clay to stop him, by herself or with the gang. What did she do? She spied on Winston and Alex, and then went back to the dance. So much for handling anything themselves.

Or maybe, the gang shouldn't have let Ani and Clay take care of it themselves.

Does anybody in this show ever figure out Clay has dead people hallucinations?

Domestic Jensen family is my everything.

Charlie really out there bribing Zach with his homemade cookies I-

Ah yeah, I kinda forgot that in reality Alex and Winston have a really difficult situation. With Bryce and Monty stuff.

"Looking back on your time at Liberty, do you have any regrets?" Really? Isn't that all they have?

"Who do you trust most in your life and why?" Everybody: *immediately side-eyeing each other*

Clay c'mon wtf Justin is really just worried sick and trying to help you. Aaand he's gone.

Jess you don't put your hands into something without checking it first...

Why would you only send 2 adults to supervise 30-50 kids on a camping wildlife trip? They wouldn't be able to do shit.

"I thought you were a football player!" "I AM a football player! And so are YOU!" Gold.

Dream!Monty and Dream!Clay really sit like that and I almost laugh were it not for the fact that I do that too. It's strange to see that for once, they talk normally, heart-to-heart, without the usual snickering, chiding, all that venom.

Oh shit they really make Monty and Clay mirror each other like that. They both protect people they love but have tendencies to snap, one way or another.

Zach, dude, I know you've been a real good friend. But Alex almost died. Twice. Because of your drunken ways. And you laughed. Didn't you spend an entire season trying hard to not let him die again? What's wrong with you?

When did this become a horror movie?

The Standalls :((

CHARLIE MY MAN WITH HIS COOKIES. And incidentally, a wild Zach appears.

"So are we gonna fall apart or trust each other now!" Justin my man.

Clay dude that would have been an amazing entrance were it not for the fact you looked insane.

I can't fucking believe they just go normally at campfire like that. Two people almost died. Several got beaten. What the fuck.

Does it come from the bottom of your heart or it doubles as a threat, Clay?

Alex you had us at the first half not gonna lie.

GR A NO LA CA MP C O OKIES? ??

Wait. So who has been fucking around with the football team? Who moved Clay?? Huh??

Ep5

GUYS THERE IS A THING CALLED GPS ON THE PHONE?? What are you? 3?

Justin finally breaking down after 5 episodes being the most decent and healthy person around. Well Charlie is too but he's new, so.

Finally an obligatory meeting at Monet.

CYRUS AND THE PUNK GANG!!! God I love you guys where have you been. And you guys are computer geeks?!?!?! Perfect.

My question exactly, Clay. Good replies tho, Cy.

I'm still thinking how for a nerd, Clay knows A LOT of people and knows who to ask what.

"How am I even friends with you?" Ya Alex that's my question too. How are you suddenly bff with Zach? I don't remember you two being close in S1?

Hm. If you aren't holding his family at stake, there is no way Tony would even think to rat out.

Mr. CSI starts going CSI on Clay.

I almost forgot Charlie's last name is St. George. The cast goes by Charlie mostly so.

Justin really shows up at the party with the angry mom pose and disappointed look at Clay. The turntable, people. Flynn's voice got raspy.

Oh no no Clay you don't go there. Please don't split my Jensen-Foley brothers like that. Meanwhile the punk gang be like just watching there.

C O O KI E S??? Goddamn Charlie do you bring cookies everywhere you go??

Charlie my boy you T_T I was kinda suprised that the cookie baking actually had a sad backstory.

Clay-Zach bonding that I fucking wish for oh yeah. I definitely didn't expect it with piano and drunk singing tho.

While Clay is having the time of his life, Tony is seeing life flashes in his eyes.

Yassss he winssss!!!!

Caleb's expression when the sherrif hugs him lmfao

Nice try Sherrif but Tony knows your tricks.

"What of any of this is okay?" Wow things you'd never hear Justin says in S1.

Meanwhile, Charlie and Alex are high on weed cookies as fuck. Their conversation is the most interesting thing I've seen beside the Scott cameo till now.

The look on Justin's face when Clay pushes him :((

MY DUDES HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ABOUT JEFF'S DEATH? WHAT HE WAS ACCUSED FOR?! You do not, under any circumstances, drive drunk.

Ep6

Clay be spitting truth.

They really be discussing Clay's chronic hero syndrome huh.

Okay. Operation Clay-Zach failed.

Weren't Zach all fuck it all yeah! kinda guy? Guess when you are the one who faces death it's not that fun anymore huh.

"One Clay Jensen is enough" Jess truth.

Do Alex and Charlie really study Spanish in front of Tony who is not helping at all? That would be embarrassing lmao.

Clay: Fuck off. Hallucination!Monty: *sits next to him*

Gotta hand it to Timothy Granaderos. He could go venomous to puppy eyed in 1 second. Amazing.

Man. School shootings are fucked up. There are many things I wonder about mankind and one of them is why is school shooting even possible?

Hallucination!Bryce: Hi I’m sorry I’m late. I hear this is time for Clay’s dead people hallucination party.

"Are you a hero or a martyr?" Wow they really throw the question.

And here is Clay sitting under the desk between his two most hated dead people hallucinations whispering moral dilemmas to him.

Meanwhile Winston and Zach got high.

Charlie helping Alex to breath.

The talk with Estella and Tyler.

"No offense, you are cool, but I don't wanna die with you." Zach chill lmao.

Are.. Are you sure outing that to Winston is a good call, Zach? For a guy who was super paranoid that his gang would narc him, he sure is loose mouthed himself.

I like how everyone from Tyler to Zach to Winston, admits that Alex is a really kind guy.

Wow Tony did you really expect anyone could do anything in that situation, in fucking Evergreen situation, for that matter?

Charlie is a great friend wow.

Cl-CLAY DON'T GO OUT that is EXACTLY what you are NOT supposed to do!!!

Goddamnit Clay. Holy shit Clay. 

Dylan Minnette really worked hard in this scene.

.......... WAIT A MINUTE IT'S NOW ACTUALLY CHARLIE ALEX????? Tony be just walking in.

Ep7

Clay really got into a psych ward. Talk about darkest hour. And it’s only ep 6?

Wow Ty that's some brave lines.

Which hallucination-induced person is Clay talking to before Ani gets there?

Ok that therapy session made me tear up.

These kids are having college interviews at the worst time possible. They are all fucking breaking down one way or another.

And Charlie just, really never gives up on Alex huh.

What's most important to Clay is his friends. Real quick to answer that question huh.

God Justin lashing out at the Jensens. It's the first time he does it and it hurts.

Zach holy fuck. I appreciate you didn't out it but holy fuck you didn't have to do that are you trying to die

Clay-Tony combo is back baby I miss them so much. Although perhaps Tony you would mind a bit about Clay's health because clearly he was out of it.

This is so short. I too really don't like application essays and interviews and the inevitable revisit of the sadder parts of my life because of them.

Ep8

When did this become sci-fi apocalyptic story?

God I miss the time when Clay's dreams are just Inception-styled trippy shit with Scott randomly says hello and gets him water.

Okay. Everyone's got their own way to cope with existential and moral crisis huh.

You know what, I would like one movie out of this sci-fi dream.

I knew it Tyler was a bait to smoke out illegal gun dealers. Is that... An okay thing to do for a high schooler? Sounds fucked up, all things considered.

Yaaay Justin's got the college! I'm super happy!

Wow Estella good question.

Wow Tyler good statement. If they trust each other a bit more, everything would have been a bit better.

Ah shit. Justin relapses again.

Does Tony need to be pummelled first before he finally goes all off to finish his opponent or what?

Is this going Big Brother Is Watching

What the fuck. That locker fight scene is disgusting.

Jess and Clay might throw shades at each other but together they share one brain cell.

"I think it's a walkout, Sir" Tyler lmao

Wow Zach and Alex heart-to-heart.

Cyrus really steps on some pedestal to make his point.

Aaand Zach and Alex really go all out on "doing it right" huh.

They really have students vs cops riot at this time. Talk about timing.

It's nice to see the punk gang enjoying the fighting again.

Dude what happens if you don't have anything on your bag tho.

Aaaah the punk gang with Tyler again!!

"Why are you with me and not with Charlie?" Zach ouch that hurts.

Zach no no no Zach get out of there too Zach pls

Clay really becomes 2nd in command to Jess huh.

Charlie tries to save Clay but gets whacked on the head instead. 

Tony you came back!! Oh so that college scout was.. Oh.

Oh shit Clay. Oh. Shit. I should have realized that. Goddamn.

Ep9

"I like sleep." Charlie me too. 

God Alex and Charlie literally sleep together jaldjwaownaljewoalsj that some cute shit.

Wow Clay really takes Mr. CSI's advice to round up the gang and confesses. That's a step.

Charlie sometimes has a good idea, huh.

The Jensens meeting is probably the reason why the idea of parenthood scares me.

Also Clay and Justin really put the practice of "tell the parents the less-harsh-but-still-harsh truth, then ask them to get prom back" by the book. And it's awkward.

Aww Charlie coming out to his dad and the response he gets... When you put the rich fams like Dempseys, Walkers and Saint Georges together, the last one is really the only healthy one huh.

Way to go Jess!

Ah I forgot Alex has an older brother.

Aaaahhh Charlie has dinner with the Standalls! Their reaction is so sweet!

"Does he make you happy?" "Yeah. A lot." AHDKWJWOAKDUWLAOEL I mean after everything that has happened to Alex, man I am so happy he can say that with a fond smile.

WHAT THE FUCK HAHAHAHHA CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK HOLY SHIT LMFAO I THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST AN TRIPPY ANIMATED IMAGINATION THING and Alex is so done with his extra shit.

Wow Ani you do karaoke good, asking Jess out even better.

OH MY GOD IT ESCALATED. Also Alex is right that one is creepy Charlie.

I thought by special doughnut Caleb means some diet-related stuff fit to Tony's menu for fighting. Why didn't I expect a literal Will You Go To Prom doughnuts?

CHARLIE PLEASE STOP AHAHAHAHA you dumb rich kid where did you get all those lamps and prop candles.

"Would you love me any less?" Aww Clay knows Justin loves him.

"You three all look adorable" Ya Jess, same.

Tony really out there doing the "I'm here because he's here" to Caleb.

Clay, Alex, and Charlie be like judging Zach hard.

Oh right that one kid from Cyrus's gang is gay and he brought his boyfriend!

Zach: You two sitting here like it's a funeral. Also Zach: *proceeds to continue sitting as well*

"We deserve to live." Finally something from Zach's mouth that I can agree for this season.

I love that Tony and Caleb are such good friends to Clay.

And now it's Winston turn for dead people hallucination.

..... The door to the other side again.. :'''((

CHARLIE AND ALEX WON THE PROM KINGS AAAAAAHHHHHH I mean with all those extra efforts, it'd be hard to not to. And there goes Alex finally giving in to dance.

I don't like Luke the football guy when he's the enemy but I like him when he's a friend. He's a hype man lmao.

Alex I'm so happy for you man. I'm glad you are finally happy. My heart was tight at the dance part .

Everyone: *dances* Clay: *sits there, monologuing philosophically*

I like that Clay and Ani finally being honest that they don't fit each other romantically. As romance goes there is not much romantic tension between them. And they have way too many flawed traits that when paired, would turn the relationship sour and possibly toxic in the end.

Justin do u like to show up and make everyone step aside for you or what.

I like that Clay was just watching from a distance. Then at last minute decided to join the crowd with his mother, whom he had a few trust issues with in all seasons.

Charlie: "Foundry's gay?!" Alex: "Mind's blown" Me: Same.

There has been nothing wrong going on in one episode, aside from the Zach one that's timely stopped by Charlie and Alex. I'm suspicious.

Ah. Yes. Of course.

Oh my god Justin's the one dead huh?

Ep10

Oh thank God he hasn't died. Yet.

Oh God Justin no. No no no.

Get your shit together Zach. Even Charlie tells you that.

No no no not like this not after everything oh god.

Somebody would you actually please run after Clay too.

Oh my god Clay.

Oh my god Alex you. Even when he admits it to Winston, he still covers for Jess. I- oh god.

It's been only 15 minutes and it hurts.

Charlie and Alex, the moms of the group.

You know, for a guy who says he doesn't love Justin, Alex gives a lot of shit about him. I guess you can still be around people you don't like?

I know the kiss is huge news Charlie but that's not the issue here lmao.

Zach: *hugs Clay* Clay: ????? Alex and Charlie: ?????? Zach: *pats Tyler's head* *leans on Clay*

The Padillas :''')

Clay Jensen. Class speaker. Wow.

Yeah Mr. CSI's voice is really calm, rather chilling, actually.

"You've looked at death too many times for a young person." Damn right Mr. Jensen.

Ah so that's the reason why Zach stole that letter. Makes sense, emotionally.

You know, I did say Idc anymore about Justin/Jessica problems but when it gets to this point, I can't not care.

So many people come to the hospital...

Clay and Justin's talk. I'm sorry I can't hold it in anymore. I'm fucking sobbing at this moment.

He's dead. He's dead. He's dead just like his mom. But he died not in the same way. He died holding his bro's hand. He died surrounded by his family. He died with people who loved him around.

"After everything, this is how it ends." Fucck

DID HE HAVE TO DIE??? DID JUSTIN FOLEY-JENSEN HAVE TO DIE?? Did you really have to put yet another sucker punch in the last episode of the season?? Yeah I know real kids and people do die from AIDS but really? After a whole season of Clay screaming kids wants to live to the point he lost his mind???

I spent the entire funeral screen crying. I couldn't even scream again when Scott is present in the funeral. I know he'd be there but god I can't right now.

Mr. CSI sure knows super effective ways to make Clay react.

"If Justin's dead, the none of the rest of it matters. " Clay..

He opens up.

Oh yeah I forgot Charlie is a junior.

AAAA COURTNEY AND RYAN ARE HERE!!! I MISS YOU GUYS!!!!!

SCOTTTTT!!!!!! And CHLOE TOO!! It’s nice that they come together. But they aren’t like, together, right? I mean if he is her boyfriend she would say his name right away to Zach instead of a mere ‘would you like to meet him? He’s outside.’

These 4 are such good friends to attend their friends’ graduation ceremony.

The punk guys in toga are so... Refreshing to look. Such hype men.

"It's easy to hate. It's easy to fear. It's goddamn hard to love. But it's not optional. It's essential." Jessica Davis, everybody.

Jeff, Hannah and Justin really died in the span of 2 years. Add to that is Bryce and Monty, whose deaths left uncountable traumas on top of existing traumas. Yeah. It was hellish time.

Scott’s proud small smile when Clay gives his speech. Im love.

"Choose to live. Even on the worst day, life is a pretty spectacular thing." Clay Jensen, everybody.

Ma boi Zach really teared up at Clay's speech. 

Luke and one of the punk kids talking about some geek thing I am not familiar with I-

“No offense Luke. You’ve got great arm but you haven’t been known for your brain.” PETER That BURNS LMAO

Poor Winston just being alone. OH HELLO RYAN YOU ARE FAST.

Zach is gonna study music! Nice foreshadowing since he plays a lot of music this season.

Clay having a gratitude moment with his parents and Scott be like munching cupcakes in the background.

Oh god Hannah ...

Wow the old tape gang is here!! The nostalgia hurts.

They bury the tapes on the same hill again asdfwosaiofai.

Kinda salty Sheri and Scott aren’t here. But then again I guess back then Scott was just helping Clay and co when he could and mostly minding his own business. HOWEVER isn’t Sheri like in the tape and pretty prominent too :(( Like she was really cool with Clay (despite the whole guilt over Jeff), tried to make amends and really helped with the polaroid cases.

Also you can't just insert Scott in Clay's dream and then not have them interact in the end. The dream was such a perfect bait. Like we know at least they apparently get along well.

Everything in Jessica’s final conversation with her Bryce hallucination. Everything in it.

Ryan: “Gordon Lightfoot?” Ha Ryan you miss a whole lot of drama.

Fuck I'm tearing up again at Justin's essay. He deadass makes an entire essay about Clay and how he is his savior I- 

Oh my god they end it exactly like S1 with Tony and Clay riding away. They are really each other’s ride or die.

That’s it. It’s over. It’s been a long trainwreck. So the 2019 class graduates, so does Justin, they are doing uni right now and keeping in touch with everyone. Bye.

[antwine69]

Weird ask but can you do a hc about Beej and how he reacts to an s/o who has a mild panic attack after he ties their hands up while trying light BDSM? Honestly this happened to me though T_T wasn’t bdsm actually it was the nurse putting that band on my arm to draw blood lol but honestly I feel like the same thing would happen in a bdsm situation and ahhh sorry for this weird ask ^^;

Can do! Also, that is actually kinda relatable hhhh-

Having my hands restricted would be scary aaaa-

Gender Neutral reader ((As requested in another ask))

Light Nsft!

T/W!: MILD PANIC ATTACK!

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You let your back arch as Beetlejuice breathed into your ear, him trying to gain his composure. You were grinding up against him after a pretty heated make-out session that had you both out of breath on the bed. Beetlejucie had you pinned down, basically sitting on top of you so you wouldn’t move. Not that you really wanted to either, but he seemed to really want to be in control today, so you just let him do his thing, knowing he was going to please you too in the end. You let a curse slip out of you, Beetlejuice grinning as he moved down to your neck, wasting no time lightly biting down on your weak spot. You had done this enough times to know where eachother’s weak spots were. you quickly braught your hands up to tug at his hair, but he quickly moved them away, lightly shaking his head ``I’m not gonna let you drive me over the edge like that, babes.`` he growled into your ear, slipping off his belt and quickly tying your arms to the bed post.

You tried to move your arms, the belt lightly digging into your wrists. Your heart started pumping faster, your breath shortening. You tried getting your hands out, using all your strength to set yourself free, tugging at the belt. He just watched on in light horror, all the pink that was there a few seconds ago drained out, strands of worried grey starting to pop up. He untied you, bringing you into a hug. ``hey, hey... It’s okay, you can move your arms. it’s all okay. Just... Take a few deep breaths for me, okay? You can do it.. come on`` he hushed, looking at you, taking a few demonstrating breaths. You hadn’t even realised how short your breaths had become before you started trying to slow them down. It was like your brain took over control for a few seconds and you could only think of getting out. Of running away. You didn’t even notice you had been crying until you sniffled, wiping away a tear on instinct. ``I’m sorry... I’m so sorry. I should’ve asked first.`` Beetlejuice muttered into your hair, him hugging you tighter. You just hugged him back, him seemingly calming down a bit. He didn’t let you go until your breathing had slowed down fully, him hugging you again before leting you go, looking down at you. His hair still had speckles of grey and dark blue, you giving an exausted smile, shuddering slightly. ``Welp, That was a mood killer. How about we grab some grub and watch a shitty movie? i could go for The Exorsist another time..`` The demon finally said, breaking the silence. You gave a weak chuckle nodding. At least you had experienced it now, so you both knew to never do that again. The next couple of times you did anything like this, he asked.

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Here it is! Again, sorry it took so long, pal! It’s here now though!

If I triggered anybody, please tell me. If a valid reason is presented, and a lot of people tell me they were triggered, I’ll make proper warnings, and if the flow of people triggered is big enough, I will take the post down. I just want to satiate my ((And the fandom’s, it seems)) hunger for more Beetlejuice content. I do not wish to make anybody feel awful. Please contact me if any of my content does this, and I have not put proper warnings!

Alright! See y’all wonderful creations in the Neitherworld! Peace and much love! Keep fighting, beauties!

[firstdove15]

2019 Fic Roundup

I actually wrote enough this year to answer most of these questions. 😂 If you haven’t done this yourself, feel free to join in the fun! ❤️💕

Stats

Total words written: 18,030

Shortest story: The Death of a Montague (832)

Longest story: Akane One-Half (ongoing) (14k+ in general; roughly 11k this year, FFN)

Fics Posted (Gen)

Akane One-Half: More like updating because I’ve been writing on and off for two years but I did add three chapters this year.

Through the Forest: It’s technically gen because Pidge and Lance don’t have romantic feelings for each other (yet). It was completely inspired by @krissychan2 ’s art of them as nymph and fairy respectively.

Fics Posted (Plance)

Love from the Future - Inspired by a prompt generator that said to write about a person who gets a typewriter and finds a love letter from the future and they attempt to find that person. I didn’t follow the prompt to the T but I had fun with it. And getting encouragement from @rueitae during the letter part meant a lot because I was worried about it staying in-character and whether or not it was going to be too fluffy. X3

Chocolat - Self-indulgent oneshot inspired by a little college get together. XD It was actually originally going to be part of a multichapter story (that I thoroughly outlined from beginning to end, no less!) but it just didn’t work out. OTL

Fics Posted (Rosvolio)

The Death of a Montague - The prompt was to write a fic based on a song for Rosvolio and I knew right away I wanted to do it to Brendon Urie’s Death of a Bachelor. Plus I’m a sucker for guys taking on the wives’ last name. XD

Specifics

Best Title: The Death of a Montague. Only because of Brendon Urie though since his title was genius to describe a man happily getting married. Same thing here on top of Benvolio cutting off the last remaining ties to his abusive uncle.

Worst Title: Probably Through the Forest. I could’ve picked a better title to reflect the game Lance was playing on Pidge or his motives, but *shrugs*.

Favorite opening lines:

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“I caught you, you sneaky little bastard!”

The fairy in her hands didn’t even try to struggle from her grasp. Instead he licked the remaining berry juice off the corner of his lips and grinned at her. “So you have, little nymph.”

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I was fresh off of writing for Akane One-Half so, yeah, that’s why you’re seeing swearing from me here. XP

Favorite closing lines:

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The card included two ticket stubs for the Killbot Phastasm movie that long faded. He wondered if Lance knew she kept it all these years.

He put the card down and got to work. He’d let him find it. It would be another opportunity for her to talk about her feelings with current Lance rather than past Lance.

He smiled at the thought.

Tonight would be a good night.

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Endings aren’t my strong suits but I did like tying up the stable time loop. XD

General Questions:

- Looking back, did you write more fics than you thought you would this year, less than you thought, or about what you predicted?

Given my personality, just about what I predicted. I wish I had done more though. Oh well, that’s what 2020 is going to be for. XD

- What pairing/genre/fandom did you write most?

Plance/fluff/Voltron respectively. Especially fluff because The Death of a Montague was fluffy and Akane One-Half had some fluff toward the end of the last chapter I posted on FFN.

- What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January?

Rosvolio/Still Star-Crossed for sure! I wish I hadn’t taken so long with the soulmate AU but I’m still in the middle of writing it so it’ll be for this year. XD

- Did you take any writing risks this year?

Other than trying to get familiar with Pidge and Lance’s personality? Not really. 😅 I almost did with one of the oneshots in mind to take place after Through the Forest (I actually had a rough draft of it), but I was worried one of them would be too dark. I mean, I’ve written dark stuff before, but someone probably would’ve been like, “What the heck, Faye?!” and I wouldn’t have blamed them one bit. XDD

- Do you have any fanfic or general writing goals for the new year?

Well, I saved up and got a new laptop so I’m just hoping I’ll be more productive this year writing wise.

- What’s your favorite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest?

Hoo, boy. Tie between Through the Forest and Love from the Future. The former because I was happy to write something coherent inspired by a beautiful piece of art and the latter because fluff. ❤️💕

- Okay, NOW your most popular story.

Definitely Love from the Future and I’m okay with that. XD

- Story most underappreciated by the universe:

Haha, Chocolat. Which I am also okay with because 1) It was literally just posted and 2) It was super self-indulgent. XP

- Story that could’ve been better:

The Death of a Montague. Most of my energy went into the sonnet (it took me HOURS to compose that sonnet alone 😂) so I felt like I didn’t put as much heart into the rest of the story. T_T. But a good amount of people enjoyed it and I appreciated that.

- Story with the sexiest scene:

HAHAHAHA! I JUST CAN WRITE A CHASTE KISS SCENE.

- Most “holy crap, that’s wrong, even for you” story:

N/A. Again, if I had gone with that oneshot as a sequel to Through the Forest, that would have been a different story. To be fair, it was going to follow the aftermath of the Thing™ rather than during, but still….

- Saddest story?

Eh, none of them really? I mean Through the Forest has super light angst but only toward the end. Pidge clearly missing her brother and the story alluding to Lance having lost someone permanently. The second other sequel would have been part fluffy part angsty but… there is a reason I haven’t gone through with them for editing/posting…

- Most fun?

Let me shake it up and say Akane One-Half. XD Everything is still a puzzle and I think I’m getting the gist of how most events will go.

- Story with single sweetest moment?

Chip and his scenes with Lance and Pidge, I think in Love from the Future. ❤️💕

- Hardest story to write?

I mean, I had challenges with the parts that were supposed to be the meat of the story (e.g. the love letter and the sonnet) but outside of that I could recognize when something needed to be cut or expanded on and I’m happy for that.

- Easiest/Most fun story to write?

Chocolat. XD Got to include Hunk being a troll and not being afraid of Pidge’s wrath because he’s currently overseas. He has to come back to America sometime. 😂

- Did any stories shift your perceptions of the characters?

That’s part of the point of me writing Akane One-Half. Wanted to see if changing the situation would change their characters and I’m having fun figuring it out. Waiting for someone to complain about certain characterization later down the road but…*shrugs*

- Most overdue story?

Complete wise: The Death of a Montague

WIP wise: The Rosvolio soulmate AU. I got a bit ambitious on how the whole soulmate thing works in that AU and I’m working on it not being so info dumpy. 😅

- What are your fic writing goals for next year?

1) Finish the Rosvolio soulmate AU fic

2) Update Akane One-Half faster (Like I legit have two arcs written in first drafts and detailed notes for the two arcs after that. I have no excuse 😂).

3) Write that Plance Vampire/Fledgling-esque AU. I will figure something out, dangit.

4) MAYBE write a long ATLA oneshot based on that Probending AU an artist made for Katara, Toph, and Azula with Suki as their coach. It wouldn’t take me long to find the artist and give credit if I do go this route. Just thought it’d be fun to explore Azula’s character based on what Aaron Ehaz had in mind.

5) (super tentative) Write that oneshot idea I had for Dororo. I miss my babies. 😭

Welp, that was fun! Saw @rueitae ’s post and wanted to give it a shot if I published four things and updated one this year. 👍 Hope you guys have fun with this is you decide to do it!

[piracytheorist]

I got tagged by @mochacake2016. Thank you! :D

Pick 5 shows then answer the following questions. Dont cheat. Tag 10 or more people

1. Once Upon a Time 2. Avatar: the Last Airbender 3. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend 4. iZombie 5. The Handmaid's Tale

1. Who is your favorite character in 2?

Zuko!!

I actually like all the characters in this show, they were all so nicely developed that I couldn’t help it. But Zuko was a perfection combination of a tragic past, a jerk-with-a-heart-of-gold trope and the fucking best redemption arc I ever did see. So I was pretty much a goner for this dude.

2. Who is your least favorite character in one?

If you’d asked me that a year or so ago, my answer would have been a different one... but now I’d go with Rumpelstiltskin, merely because of my overall feelings about how his story ended (and how the focus needed for that resolution stole precious screentime from other storylines, yes I’m still bitter). But I’m happy I’ve gotten over my hate both for him and any other character I’ve hated in that show. That was a very toxic feeling that I wish I’d never felt, especially for the amount of time I felt it.

3. What is your favorite episode of 4?

Oh, lol, that’s hard. I actually really liked the pilot? But the fact that I bingewatched seasons 1-4 and then 5 on its own, combined with the fact that I was frustrated with some writing choices give me a hard time choosing one specific episode.

4. What is your favorite season of 5?

Hmm so at first I wrote the current one (third) just out of the feeling of vindication I got from recent events, but overall I realized it dragged on. A lot. Especially the episode set in DC... lots of moments that were clearly there only for the torture pr0n.

5. Who is your favorite couple in 3?

Darryl and White Josh T_T and the development of the last episode I watched shook me so hard T_T

6. Who is your favorite couple in 2?

I mean... I don’t ship them, but I’m adamant in my belief that Katara ending up with Zuko would’ve been a much better choice from all perspectives. So yeah, Zutara. But Sokka and Suki were cute too.

7. What is your favorite episode of 1?

7x14 “The Girl in the Tower”. 

It’s been one year and I’m still not loving Alice any more than I love Killian, but she’s still in second place and this episode is one of the best written episodes of the whole show. 7x07 falls close second because despite its problems the lullaby scene still makes me wanna roll in a blanket and cry.

8. What is your favorite episode of 5?

... actually, I’d go with the one where we see how Luke survived being shot and managed to cross to Canada. It’s the first episode we don’t get to see a shit ton of women suffering, and my whumper side finally woke up and appreciated seeing a guy (regardless that he wasn’t very high up on the potential whumpees list) stumbling around the freezing cold with a bullet wound in his gut. But seeing the Waterfords being arrested wasn’t that bad, either.

9. What is your favorite season of 2?

How does one choose from three impeccably written seasons?

I guess the third one, since it’s the one we saw the climax and conclusion of Zuko’s redemption arc and see him join the Gaang.

10. How long have you watched 1?

I bingewatched the first season a bit before season 2 came out, and after that I watched the show every week. I only watched specific scenes from s6 (I’ve actually only watched two or three episodes in their entirety) and specific episodes and scenes from s7. I still rewatch some scenes once in a while, but not with the fervor I did back during the hiatuses between seasons and half-seasons.

11. How did you become interested in 3?

Netflix recommended it and I’m so happy it did. I had heard about it being a musical with good humor and self-knowledge, but I hadn’t expected it to be that good and exactly what I liked.

12. Who is your favorite actor in 4?

Rahul Kohli. 

13. Which do your prefer, 1, 2 or 5?

Let’s see, lazy writing with one (1) character that I happened to get addicted to, the best writing ever from any perspective (aside from that one) or derpressing torture pr0n?

I’m actually... I love Killian Jones despite all the flaws in the writing of him and his surroundings, and I’d dare say more than I love AtLA. 

So yeah. Even though I’m not proud, I choose OUaT.

14. Which shows have you seen more episodes? 1 or 3?

Well, 1. Even with skipping most of s6 and some of s7, it’s still more, especially if you count the rewatchings.

15. If you could be anyone from 4 who would you be?

I’d love to be Ravi, firstly because he’s dope and secondly, call me crazy, but I’d actually love to... “experience” those monthlies he had. Like, live like a zombie for a few days a month then go back to being a human. Considering how, if you ate the right brains, it seemed that being a zombie was a pretty tolerable experience, and even better if you ate some good brain. I’d much rather have zombie monthlies than period, that’s for sure.

16. Would a cross over between 3 and 4 work? 

Totally. And if they combined CEG’s humor with iZombie s5′s humor, I would probably die from humor overdose. Plus I can already see someone singing happily about being (or not being) a zombie, with Romero zombies dancing around, as they do.

17. Pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strange couple. 

You mean a crackship that no one has thought of?

Ruby and Cruella, lol. The conflict of interests alone...

18. Overall which show has the better storyline 3 or 5? 

Eh I feel like THT dragged on a bit and could have reached the point it’s at now much faster. And I can’t find it in my heart to say anything negative about CEG, truly, so I choose 3.

19. Which has the better theme music? 2 or 4?

I feel bad choosing iZombie for this one... but it’s just that I liked its theme music a lot. AtLA had a great soundtrack in general, but its theme music would fall second here, sorry D:

I’m not gonna tag anyone because YOLO, I’m tagging everyone. You see this, tag! You’re it, go on and do it :P

[supersmashimagines-blog]

Prompt: The Miis were once servants of Tabuu, but became good guys when they met the rest of the smashers.

(Thank you for the submission! This is another one that got a little long… I’m sorry mobile users T_T)

They were meant to be perfect lifeforms.

The three of them knew this from the moment oftheir creation, because that’s what their creator had told them, and whatevertheir creator said was true. They were supposed to be a perfected version ofthe clones made from subspace, able to exactly replicate any appearance and anyability without first having to gather the data from a trophy.

However, after their creation it soon became clearthey were not the perfect lifeforms their creator wanted. Attempts at cloningappearances were close, but never exact. Copied abilities were almost alwaysweaker than the original version.

This displeased their creator to no end, thoughnot enough to warrant their destruction. It allowed them to stay and join itsarmy, doing whatever they could to fulfill their creator’s wishes. The threededicated themselves wholly to this task; they would do anything for theircreator. The three were eternally grateful that Tabuu was merciful enough tospare their existence, and eternally guilty they could not live up to itsexpectations.

When their creator was defeated by these‘Smashers’, they lost everything.

With no one to power the realm of Subspace, itquickly fell apart. The creatures they had come to know as friends and comradesdisintegrated as the energy keeping them alive was no longer there. The landthat had been swallowed by the subspace bombs returned to its originallocations, and anything else that made up the world disappeared.

The three thought they would meet the same fate;but as they watched everything they had ever known fall apart while they stayedthe same, it soon became clear they were not made of subspace, and they wouldnot be destroyed. With nowhere else to go, they were cast out into the worldtheir creator once sought to obtain, as the only ones left of the Subspace Army.

They lost everything, except each other.

All three of them clung onto that fact like alifeline. With their creator gone, they no longer had a purpose for theirexistence. The only thing left for any of them to do was look after each other,and look after each other they would.

One of the first things the three did was giveeach other names. Because they were meant to be able to change anything aboutthemselves and because they were failures, their creator had not seen itnecessary to give them any. But they quickly grew tired of having no way torefer to one another, so “Gun”, “Sword”, and “Fist” named themselves after theabilities they could use the best.

Next, they traveled. Gun, Sword, and Fist hadonly seen small bits of this world from the pieces their creator had stolen.Now that this was their new home, they were curious. They wanted to know thethings that lived in this world, what there was to do, and if there was a placefor them in any part of it.

Unfortunately, there was little to be found. Theonly hints of civilization were from the occasional set of ruins scatteredabout the area, and the three had yet to encounter an actual living person. Ittruly felt like they were the only ones in that world. Still, they kept going,exploring and learning and living with one another. What else could they do?

They kept this routine for weeks, until the daythey were found. 

Gun had volunteered to refill their supply of water, and asshe sat at the banks of a creek and hummed quietly to herself, she didn’t paymuch mind to the noise coming from the shrubbery. There weren’t many dangerouscreatures who lived in this area, so she assumed it was just a small animal.

But as she finished refilling the last containerof water and looked up, Gun froze. Standing across the creek was someonecompletely covered in bright orange armor, practically towering over her kneltform. For a long stretch of time, the two stood in a stalemate, both of themseemingly shocked to be seeing the other. Until Gun finally recalled why thearmor looked so familiar, and realized the person standing in front of her wasone of the ‘smashers’ who had destroyed her creator.

If she had been confronted with this situationweeks ago, she probably would have been angry. She would have cursed and yelledat this person for taking away everything she cared about. But strangelyenough, Gun didn’t want to do any of those things. Instead, the idea that thisperson had the power to destroy her and her friends was a far more concerningthought.

She turned around and ran. Gun didn’t look behindher, but there was a loud splash of water and the sound of metal clinkingbehind her, and Gun knew she was being followed. It only urged her to runfaster, and she raced into the three’s small campsite.

“We have to go!” Once she found her two friends,Gun screamed. But that was the only thing she could do before the armoredfigure burst into the campsite.

Sword and Fist read the situation immediately,backing away from the intruder and standing in front of Gun to shield her.

The stranger paused, looking at them curiously.Slowly, they raised their hands in the air in a non-offensive position. “I’mnot here to fight you.” The sound of a woman’s voice projected from the suit. Despitethe offer, the other three refused to let their guard down. “I didn’t thinkthere was anyone living in this world. Who are you, and how did you get here?”

“… You don’t know?” Fist faltered, his confusionlowering his guard ever-so-slightly.

Sword, on the other hand, remained rigid. “Wewere members of Tabuu’s army, before you Smashers destroyed him.” He glared atthe woman, as if daring her to destroy them, too.

“Please, we won’t cause any trouble. We don’twant to fight anymore, we’ll live here and stay out of your way.” Gun quicklysaid. She put a hand on Sword’s shoulder, trying to pull him back. They hadnothing to gain and everything to lose from aggravating this woman, and Gundidn’t really care if she sounded pathetic if it meant they wouldn’t get hurt.

The woman seemed oddly pensive now. “…. We foughtthe Subspace Army months ago. You’ve been all alone here ever since?”

“We didn’t have much of a choice.” Fist said.

There was a long bout of silence as the womanseemed to contemplate the words. Sword, Gun, and Fist stared at her for a longwhile, wondering if they should stick around or leave while the woman was distracted.

They were just about to run when the smasherstarted speaking once more, and her words rooted them in place. “This world isa hard place to live in. If you truly don’t want to be our enemy… then come withme. I can help you find a new home.”

[hello-language-that-is-all]

hisokasasss

Sup guys, Tenka (Aka Ponzorz) here - I said I’d write a post about how I self studied Japanese, sooooo I guess this is it. I learnt Japanese from Zero to Fluent in about 2.5 years, and this is my method. It’s probably not the most interesting (I didn’t watch any anime… lol… I only started watching Anime these past 1, 2 years - back then I only read  a few Manga, and that was in English) and it’s hard, but maybe it can shed some light on to a study regime you can set up for yourself.

Before reading, keep in mind that there is never a single best way to study Japanese, and the most important thing about studying a language is not what textbook you have or what shows you watch - it’s always that you keep yourself going and push yourself to carry on.

I had a pretty set way I studied Japanese, so I’ll talk about that here, and since I gained proficiency I have found a lot of other methods to help people who are learning Japanese - and I’ll draw on those experiences too to inform people in this post.

Ikuzooooo.

[ Learning the Writing System ] This is step one. Japanese has three sets of difference characters. Most people don’t get it at first, but I’ll just try to explain each one below.

Hiragana （あいうえお - this is the Japanese vowels a-i-u-e-o in Hiragana） - This is the most basic one, you can use this to write everything you need to - but only knowing this one would be like some ponyo/sousuke level writing… aka like a five year old. As a person learning Japanese for a second/third/fourth/99th language though, Hiragana is definitely a solid start.

Katakana　（アイウエオ - this is the Japanese vowels a-i-u-e-o in Katakana） Everything that can be written in Hiragana can be written in Katakana - it’s like two different versions of the same alphabet.

However, Katakana is mostly used for ① Foreign vocabulary/Proper nouns that can’t be written in Kanji, and ② Emphasis/Nuance.  ①  is “Borrowed Words”, ie. Words in Japanese that originated from another language, will be written in Katakana.　For example, Camera (“Kyamera” キャメラ), and “Naruto” is ナルト <- This is Katakana.  The second situation of emphasis/nuance is more difficult to explain, but just think of it this way: Writing “Baka” in Katakana, can give off a different feel to if it were written in Hiragana.

Kanji - Kanji is very, very, very, important. Most people beginning their Japanese studies won’t know very much Kanji, which is totally normal - and they will probably hate it at some point. But, writing Japanese without Kanji islikereadingenglishwithoutspacesinbetweenthewords. It kills the reader and if you are serious about studying Japanese, learn yo’ Kanji. Kanji are chinese characters that make up portions of a verb in Japanese, or a lot of nouns can be written completely in Kanji. Hiragana is used to support Kanji and used to fill particles and prepositions and subject markers etc, in a sentence, as those things do not have a designated Kanji - or it is not commonly used. It probably sounds confusing as hell right now but you’ll get it really quickly once you start learning. Every Kanji has a reading, so it may be hard to learn the different readings for each Kanji but it gets easier as you go, I swear.

Originally posted by studiotrigger

I started learning the writing system slowly and piecemeal, just writing the seperate kana on paper and getting more or less used to them and memorising the readings. I talk about how I learnt this in the next section, but in the meanwhile… I thought of another method.

This may be off topic but I learnt how to read Korean Hangul in like an hour by playing an online “drill” game, so I think from that experience it may be a lot faster to learn Katakana and Hiragana that way.

I found some drillers where you see the kana and just type in the romaji (ie. english version of Japanese lol):

http://kana.icann.se/

http://kagan.mactane.org/software/kana-drill.html

Try those!

( A bit about watching Anime - I think if Anime/dramas is what you’re interested in, definitely watch it. Just gonna put it out there, doing that alone probably won’t get you fluent. But it’s important because it keeps you interested, and it’s about immersion and keeping in contact with the language. :D Don’t spend 90% of your “Japanese study” in anime, but if it’s what you enjoy, go for it and it will help.

I recommend Slice of Life anime over Shonen - why? Because you’d use SoL anime dialogue more. FYI No one seriously uses “Dattebayo/-ttebayo” in Japanese, ever, “Bankai” is zero help if you want to make conversation, and most Shonen protagonists and villains speak in such an informal/brash way I’d only recommend if you want to get in to a fight. ;9 <3 )

[Actually studying the grammar and the vocab]

Because there is not much point in knowing the writing system without actually understanding what all those squiggly characters mean, it’s best to press on and learn some vocab and grammar.

First, I’ll talk about the Japanese Language Proficiency Test (JLPT). JLPT is a benchmark exam for Japanese, it has 5 levels from 5 -1. 5 being the easiest, and 1 being the hardest. You don’t have to worry about sitting the exam or anything, but it’s just a really solid curriculum to base your Japanese studies off.

I started studying off

Tim’s Takamatsu -

this website is practically my godsend. I printed out everything, had it bound in to a book - you’ll see that most of the tutorials here are in Romaji. How I studied was I scribed in the Katakana, Hiragana, and Kanji (Where applicable) under the Romaji. This helped me memorise and write Hiragana and Katakana really fast, get used to using basic Kanji, and learn all the basic grammar and vocab up till around N3 level. This took me about 3 months. Then I’d say it’s all downhill once you hit N3 level.

Even after I was through with Tim’s Takamatsu, I bought Schaums Outlines of Japanese Grammar just to help me solidify stuff. It’s not the best book nor the most interesting book, but it helped.    

http://www.tanos.co.uk/  is a fantastic website to look at all the vocab/grammar you need for each JLPT standard, and strive to learn them and gradually progress from 5-1. I printed off the grammar lists from Tanos, and learnt all the ones I wasn’t sure of.

I also listened to a lot of podcasts, like Japanese 101. This helped me with listening skills, and I also learnt a lot of vocab and grammar. I find the stuff you learn from podcasts really memorable, compared to what you’d learn by reading off grammar books all the time. It’s a nice change.

Extra Materials for Basic Grammar etc - these are awesome, kudos to the people who made these - print it, stick it up in your room! I wish I had found  them when I was studying. (T_T) http://cheatsheets.nihonshock.com/sheets/basic-japanese/

http://cheatsheets.nihonshock.com/digital-cheat-sheets/cool-japanese/

http://www.tofugu.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/japanese-particles-cheatsheet1.pdf

There links below are more explanatory stuff rather than “cheat sheets”. It’s like Tim’s Takamatsu - so I would use them to supplement each other.

http://www.guidetojapanese.org/grammar_guide.pdf

http://thejapanesepage.com/grammar.htm

http://www.japaneseverbconjugator.com/JVerbList.asp

This is probably one of the most important parts of my Japanese studying journey. Don’t give up if you’ve made it this far! :D You can do it!

Originally posted by toctocpiopio

[Advanced Japanese]

Okedoke, so how do you get from N3 to N1? You’ve gotten yourself this far, so just keep doing what you’ve been doing the whole time and don’t give up. Keep referring back to the JLPT standards to see what you need to still learn, in terms of grammar, and go for it.

N2, N1, levels require a lot of Kanji readings and Vocab Knowledge. How I tackled this, was by flashcards. I played a game on my phone called “Japanese Flash” (on iOS) and it was the only “game” I had on my phone for almost a year. Anki, or any other flashcard system will work the same. I find flashcards the most effective way for me to pick up vocab/kanji readings the fastest - the hardest thing about it is persevering. I’d play the flashcards on the bus, at home, in bed, in the shower jks  , some days I felt like I was going to throw up from flash carding… but it’s a bump you’ve gotta get over. It gets better as you pick up more readings, and you’ll find you’re able to correctly guess heaps of Kanji combinations as you go.

I had the book “A Dictionary of Intermediate Japanese Grammar”, and the beginners version of that book, to help me through all the difficult grammar. Plus google.

http://www.imabi.net/ is a fantastic website too, with basic - advanced Japanese grammar. I wish I found this earlier as well. (T_T)

[Notes about my particular circumstances] So hitting N1 took me about 2.5 years. I do realise this is probably not what most people want to do - spend so much time manically studying Japanese, I had tunnel vision for a long time and it was literally what I spent my spare time doing, so hear me out.

Originally posted by opioide

I think at that point in my life, I was a stupid teen and I really hated my own situation, resented it, and I wanted to leave my city so bad and go somewhere - anywhere. In short, I was pretty desperate. For a lot of rebellious and otherwise personal reasons, I decided to go to Japan. (Eg. My family is Chinese, and I’ve been fed loads of nationalistic shit since toddlerhood about how Chinese people hate Japan blah blah don’t go there blah blah all Japanese are bad blah blah which I refused to believe and I wanted to see Japan with my own eyes since I was sure I would be able to make friends since I think there are nice people, as well as terrible people, eeeeverywhere in the world in any place.)

I needed a scholarship in Japanese, so that’s why I studied madly. Otherwise, I’d never be able to have the $$ leave and I felt like I’d have been trapped in a city I don’t belong in, forever. Yeah… >_> I had serious attitude issues, pls don’t judge me. I love my city now that I’m back, and I ought to have given the people around me more credit. .___.

Originally posted by galaxymoonbird

That aside though, I want to talk about Kanji. I realise in this guide, I never talked much about learning to familliarize with or write Kanji. I suppose the easiest way to explain this would be, well I’m Chinese in origin so that wasn’t much of an issue to me, but that would not only be misleading, but discouraging to a lot of people who don’t have a chinese background. There is no easy way learning how to write Kanji, you have to put in the legwork - that’s all there is to it. I never had an education in Chinese, English would be my first language as I passed my years from toddler onwards in Middle Earth and various other places, but I suppose one could say that I did my Kanji learning prior to learning the rest of my Japanese. Strict parents = learning at least X amount of Kanji/day before I could leave the house to go run around outside, and I distinctly remember one summer when I was around 11, my Kanji knowledge sky rocketed as a result of being forced to stay inside and learn it all summer.

I wrote a Kanji 20+ times till I memorised it, and that’s probably how I got my foundation. Once I’d started studying Japanese, I still had to get used to how Kanji was used in the Japanese language system - a lot of stuff is written differently, and my Kanji wasn’t perfect to begin with so I had to learn a heap of new ones, and since all the readings were completely different to what I was used to, I had to learn those too (hence flash carding). I think my Chinese probably got better as a result of studying Japanese, lol…. I’m serious. >_>

Originally posted by ghibli-forever

[jadetiggy]

Mating Behemoths

@swiggle-muffin @jiruchan @arlaina28 @ebonyphotographs  

I’ve been putting this particular work off because I have this thing where I don’t feel at all confident with my writing :( and I got rusty after I suffered from that stupid writers’ block! T_T  and real life hadn’t been too kind

Art by @babelast (I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT YOU GO COMMISSION HER! I fell in love with this work of hers when she showed me the sketch for Amalthea and Gladio! And fell deeper in love with the finished product!) 

WARNING: NSFW

PAIRING: Gladiolus Amicitia x Amalthea Claudius (F!OC)

It’s been days since he left for the Tempering Grounds. Even with the anxiety and worry sipping through her, she had never stopped hoping he’d return home to her in one piece.   

“Gladio will come back, don’t you worry…” Jared assured Amalthea as she sat on the verandah. Cor had given her the orders to stay in Lestallum until they got back. For Gladio’s sake, and by Cor’s orders, she remained in Lestallum. A few days after Cor and Gladio left, whenever her phone rang, she’d get excited and answered the phone quickly thinking it was Gladio. 

“Princess, are you at the hotel?” Ignis called her, one day. Disappointed that it wasn’t Gladio, Amalthea expressed her worry for Gladio to Ignis. “I am on my way there with Noct and Prompto. Then, we will talk.”

Amalthea hung up and rested her chin on her arms. She sighed and that somewhat worried Iris. She has never seen Amalthea disheartened that way before. “Amalthea…” she called, resting her hand on Amalthea’s shoulder. She could hear sniffling and did not want to bother Amalthea with thoughts of Gladio. She knew Amalthea cared deeply for Gladio. “If you need me, I will be in my own room.”

She noticed Iris’ movement away from her. “Iris…” she called, her voice still ringing in sadness. Iris turned and saw Amalthea’s smile, although weak but there was a sign of hope in her green eyes. “I am sorry for making you worry…”

“It is okay. I know you are worried for Gladdy but you don’t have to worry. He will come home. He will always find a way back to you,” Iris chirped. Those very words made Amalthea smile at the 15-year-old’s optimism. She wished she had what Iris had for seeing the brighter side of things. 

Half an hour after Iris left, there was a soft knock on her door. She opened the door and saw Noctis smiling at her. “Hello, Amalthea…” he said, bringing the girl into his arms. “Ignis told us you needed some cheering up…”

Noctis saw Amalthea as an older sister, having grown up together in the Citadel. He remembered those days where she’d be by his side listening to his problems and this was the perfect opportunity to return the favour. “Hey, Noct. How was the journey getting the Mythril?” she asked, forcing a smile on her face.

“Amalthea, we know you are worried. Don’t force yourself to look happy…” Prompto said. Amalthea knew she could not find her way out with the guys. She had no choice but to tell them.

Ignis leant back in his chair and took a sip of his coffee. “Princess, I am sure Gladio will come back as soon as he can. He did not tell us where he was going. Did he tell you where he was going though?”

Amalthea hesitated from telling them. She promised not to tell anyone, not even Iris. “He didn’t tell me anything. All he told me was that he and Cor were going somewhere to find something. There were no details and it is unlike him.” Amalthea sat on the bed and buried her face in her palms. Noctis sat next to Amalthea while Prompto wrapped his arm around her shoulder. 

“Please, Amalthea, don’t cry!” Prompt panicked as soon as she started sobbing. None of them has ever seen Amalthea that way. She had never shown her sadness or worry for Gladio, even during her younger days. She did not even look up when Prompto tried to console her. “I’ve never seen her like this,” Prompto told Noctis and Ignis. 

A warm pair of hands touched hers. “Hey, Babe…” a familiar voice greeted. Amalthea looked up and saw Gladio kneeling before her. Lost for words, she threw her arms around his neck and held him tightly. “Worried about me, I see…” he smiled.

“Of course, dummy!” she sobbed into the crook of his neck. He pushed her off from him gently and wiped her tears with his thumb. She caressed his face and noticed a new scar on his forehead. He hissed when she touched it. She noticed there was a scar on his body as well. 

“We will leave you two to reconcile,” Ignis said, forcing Prompto and Noctis to leave Amalthea and Gladio. Ignis had always been observant to what was best for Gladio and Amalthea. In this case, he knew it would escalate to something passionate as he was able to see the two lost in the midst of a lover’s reunion.

“I am sorry for making you worry,” Gladio apologised, stroking her cheek. Her green eyes gazed deep into his ember eyes. It felt surreal to her but the warmth emitted from him under the touch of her skin confirmed that it was him before her. He leant in to kiss her lips. “I am home now, Babe…” he assured, while his hands ran down to her waist, slowly slipping underneath the fabric of her top.

She could feel his calloused hands running against the skin of her stomach. The familiar warmth assured her security. She missed the way he touched her with his hands and his lips. “Gladio…” she whispered, and that made him stop. She ran her fingers over the cut over his stomach then over the cut over his forehead. She pressed her cheeks against his chest and felt his heart beating. “Did it hurt?” she asked, her voice cracking.

“It did but it is okay now that you are here.” 

“Oh…” she sighed, sitting up. He held her and placed her on his lap so she’d straddle him. 

“Babe…” he called. Their eyes met, though hers were welling with tears. “I love you…” he said. She cupped his cheeks, pulling him up to kiss her. There was not a care in the world, as long as they were together. He took her top off and threw it onto the floor. He paused and admired her body, his fingers running over her skin. “You are beautiful…” he whispered, pressing his lips against hers while undoing her jeans.

His eyes filled with lust, studying her body. It felt like the first time all over again. She felt like there were butterflies fluttering in her stomach. As they kissed, her fingers undid his belt and trousers, peeling it off him. 

She freed his aching member from its confinement and before her eyes, it stood majestically. She stroke his hardness, making him moan. She watched his body language before taking him into her mouth. He bit his lower lips when the warmth of her mouth surround his girth. It has been a while since they got engaged in an intercourse and there he was in a room with the woman he loved. He watched her head bobbing up and down his shaft, while her hand stimulated his tightening sacks. 

He could not hold himself any longer, he needed a taste of her nectar. He wanted to claim what was and always his. He pushed her off him gently and threw her back against the bed. She looked gorgeous with her hair sprawled on the soft pillow. He planted kisses on her stomach and made his way towards her breasts. His mouth covered her perky nipple, sucking and nibbling at it gently. “Gladio…” she moaned. She could feel him slipping his hands down her panties. He slipped one finger through her entrance, sliding in and out of her. Her nails dug into his flesh, as she clung to him. “Baby…” she whimpered.

“Let’s take this off,” he told her, as soon as he stopped fingering her to take her panties off. “This is more like it…” he murmured, his ember eyes feeding off her naked body. There was something about how she looked at him, she wanted him and he was sure of it. She ran her fingers down to her swollen bud, looking like she wanted to pleasure herself. “Oh, no... Let me do it for you...” he grinned, pushing her hand away. 

He lowered himself down towards her slick folds. The flick of his tongue at her sensitive bud made her jerk. His tongue did its magic, giving her the pleasure he had wanted to give her. He hungered for her, he wanted to give her the world - if possible. At that moment, nothing mattered anymore as long as they were together.

“Gladio…” she moaned. She could feel herself reaching her peak but he continued to pleasure her. She kept calling for him but he continued to lick her;  faster and slightly rougher. It was hard to control her volume and body reaction but he stopped as soon as she squirted her juices. She noticed the way he looked at her as he smacked his lips. She knew he was not going to show any mercy. 

He could not take it anymore. He needed to be inside her. With no further warning, he pushed himself deep inside her, sliding in and out of her, slowly at first. The woman beneath him was the only one for him and he swore to love her no matter what. Nothing in the world could separate them, not even the Six themselves. “You are tight!” he grunted, pushing himself in deeper. 

Amalthea wrapped her legs around his waist and she knew that drove Gladio crazy for his face told it all. Her nails dug into his strong back, she could feel herself reaching another orgasm. He thrust hard and deep, sending her into oblivion. He, too, was almost reaching his peak. Bringing herself up, she pressed her lips against his, their tongues prancing within each other’s mouth. “Gladio… There!” she moaned as he hit her sensitive spot. His movement got faster as she arched her back and grabbed the sweat-drenched sheets beneath her. Neither one of them was able to string proper words as they moaned from the intensity of their intercourse. 

“I am coming, babe…” he groaned, as he slapped himself deep unleashing his warm seeds. “There you go...” 

He emptied himself inside her before pulling himself out of her. Gently, he fell beside her. He watched her chest rise and fall as she catches her breath. She turned her head to face him and smiled. Pulling her into his arms, he held her close to him, refusing to let her go. 

“Gladio… What if…” she said, looking up at him, after a couple of minutes. Poor guy looked perplexed but her smile indicated something. Gladio noticed it was not one of her mischievous smiles. 

“What if?” he asked, tensed. 

“What if one day, the next time we meet, I tell you that a behemoth impregnate me?” she asked, the cheekiness rang in her voice and her emerald eyes sparkled. 

Behemoth was what she called him, playfully and that very question sounded sweet to his ears. “I assure you that he will be the happiest behemoth alive,” Gladio said, kissing her forehead. He meant every word and he wanted her to bear his children. Only her. His mind drifted into thoughts of the two of them having children. He had dreams of bringing them out camping and bracing the wilderness. His body relaxed while his hands stroked her shoulder. Out of the blues, he suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask her. “Baby… Were we loud?”

“Quite honestly, I don’t know…” she chuckled, followed by a yawn. The chill wind coming through the opened window cradled the exhausted lovers into slumber while the crickets serenade them deep into the night.

The next morning, Amalthea opened her eyes to see Gladio smiling at her. “Good morning, beautiful…” he greeted, pressing his lips against her forehead. She stretched and grinned at him. “We better get ready to meet with the others.”

After they got ready, the others were by the fountain outside the hotel. They looked like they did not have any proper sleep. “Morning fellas!” Gladio chirped but Prompto shot him a look of dismay. “What is your problem?”

“We did not get a wink of sleep last night as there were mating behemoths in the room next door!” Noctis complained, eying both Gladio and Amalthea, who looked at each other and blushed. Prompto yawned out loud and continued complaining about lacking sleep while Ignis looked around grumpily. 

Gladio wrapped his arm around Amalthea and laughed. That certainly answered the question he asked Amalthea before they fell asleep. 

[jejublr]

Seatmate!Jihoon

A/N: Heyyyyy, guyssssss. I’m so sorry for not updating for so long T_T School has been hectic with exams and I have soooo many things to do this August but I hope I can still find the time to post something every once in a while (like right now!). I want to say thank you to my followers and my new mutual (yay!!!) for all the support. Also, what’s this?? Another Seatmate!AU?? That as the story goes becomes less and less of a Seatmate!AU?? How about the Super!AU lmao I'm so sorry guys. (Also, this is more fluff that the usual so prepare yourself.)

Can u imagine Jihoon as a class president?

Because I can

He's really diligent in his studies

Which was one of the reasons why he was elected as class president in the first place

Is a very disciplined and strict person

And has one of the best work ethics in class

The type of student who stayed late at school until he finished his work then play at home

Doesn’t let people cheat from his paper lol

Don’t cheat, kids

The teachers love him bc he does all the scoldings in class for them

Fine, it's more of an evil side-eye rather than a scolding but it's super scary ok

Doesn't let people get away with skipping the after school duty of cleaning the classroom

“Do you wanna die or do you wanna clean the classroom?”

^high low key threat by Jihoon himself^

Doesn’t take people’s s***

Will send you a look that cuts right through you if you mention anything about his height

He once had to be restrained when one of the freshmen did and Jihoon almost pushed the kid off the balcony on the 3rd floor

But really, he’s a good person and while people respect him, they generally are scared of him lol

That’s why he mostly kept to himself and his small group of close-knit friends

This kid likes to spend his break in the music room, composing and playing music

People don’t really know about his passion for music and that’s how he preferred it to be

One of the reasons was bc his parents never really approved of his dream to become a musician

If they ever found out, Jihoon’s afraid that he will never be able to play music anymore

So he decided to keep it a secret from everyone

Anyways

So you know how there has to be the good cop to the bad cop?

Well in class, you’re the good cop a.k.a the vice president

And quite the contrary to Jihoon, people think you’re really nice and really  friendly 

Unlike someone

They often wonder how you deal with Jihoon’s grumpiness tbh

Everyone also complain over the fact that Jihoon only seemed to be nice to you

But you’re like “Pshhh, what do you mean, guys, he’s not!”

But everybody knows they’re right

Jihoon does has a soft spot for you

You’re just too oblivious

There was this one time when he let you copy his homework bc you had forgotten that you even had one at the beginning

And you can literally see the look of betrayal everybody sent him bc Lee Jihoon does not let anybody touch his homework

Ever

Until now that is

Everybody went Oooooooh 

Because what’s this???

Does the President likes the Vice President?? Bc interesting.

Jihoon knows he’s screwed if you find out

So he’s always ready with a guitar to whip out at any moment if any of y’all dare to speak of this to you

So he acted as if he’s annoyed and all but it’s mostly an act

Tbh he thinks you’re really cute and nice and everything he’s not

But he’s pretty hesitant about confessing

Bc how can someone with a heart as big as moon and a smile brighter than the sun ever like someone like him?

So he settled with being the best person he can be to you, be it a good class president, seatmate, friend

Honestly he just try to be the best person he can be for you and kinda wish you would eventually notice him one day

Spoiler: you will

A N Y W H O

Sometimes you wonder why you never see him in the cafeteria 

One day you’re on your way to the cafeteria for lunch and you happen to pass the music room when you heard one of the most beautiful pieces you’ve ever heard??

And you wondered who it was so you went to check

And imagine your surprise when you found out that it was Jihoon

And imagine his surprise when he saw you

You’re both were kinda speechless as you looked at each other

You because you really did not expect Grumps Jihoon to be able to play a piano so elegantly like that

Him because oh my god, should he gO?

It was really awkward and embarrassing for you to be alone together like that in the music room despite you being seatmates in class

And it felt like you stumbled upon something you weren’t meant to see

But you’re really curious and really enchanted so you’re like

“Can I...hear you play??”

And Jihoon wanted to reject your request bc he’s so embarrassed and shy and you’re looking at him like that but he’s also like Y/N wants to hear me play!!! This is my chance!!!

So he tried to play it cool and he was like “Sure” and scooted a bit on the bench so you can sit next to him real smooth Jihoon

You’re kind of blushing bc you’re sitting so close to each other

Jihoon started to play the piano and it’s just entrancing and beautiful and you wonder how someone would hide something that’s so amazing

The song ended and you remembered something you saw on the school bulletin board and you’re like “Why don’t you go for the upcoming piano competiton!!”

Jihoon saw the look in your eyes when you said it and they were full of hope and he almost said no

Bc he saw it, but he knew he couldn’t because his parents wouldn’t support his passion

“Y/N.. I can't.. My parents..” he started

“Jihoon, your parents might be wrong. If you do something with enough passion, I know you can make it. I know you will. You always do.”

And you said it with so much conviction that you believing in him made him believe himself, too

Also you’re looking at him like that and he couldn’t say no

And just like that, Jihoon finally agreed to take his passion one step further

It was from then on that you started accompanying him when he’s practising in the music room during lunch 

You started bringing him food on some days after you noticed that you’ve never saw him eat

At first, he would reject the lunchbox that you made him bc he felt so bad for burdening you

But then he saw the disappointment in your eyes when he did and he’d be damned if he ever make you feel sad so he’s like fine

And nothing makes you happier than when you see him literally devoured the food you made especially for him

lmao tbh he was hungrier than he let on

It also makes you happy, too, when he started opening up to you as you both grew closer

Sometimes you both would play around and sing along to any song he plays on the piano

And you know that feeling when you can just feel how happy you both are in each other’s company? Yeah, you feel that with him

It feels different with him; just the two of you in each other’s company, away from the prying world

It’s like a little secret you both have

Your friends started to notice your disappearance and were asking where you’ve been gone to during lunch

But you know you’d promised Jihoon not to tell anyone 

So you’re like lmaoo where I’ve been?? hahah *sweats nervously*

But at that moment Jihoon was passing and your eyes met and you couldn’t help but smile a bit and send him a small wave and your friends went OH MY GODDDD LEE JIHOON?! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE???

“What?? I don’t have a crush on him!”

Yeah you do, you just don’t realize

“Really?? Bc it seems to us that he does.”

“Don’t you notice how he acts around you?” 

And suddenly it made sense

The way he acts around you, how he’s so sweet yet nervous around you

You finally get it

And what a realization it was bc you might have a crush on him too????

Just thinking about it gave you the butterflies lol

You find the fact that he might only be soft only for you is kinda hot??

oh wow what a tsundere

So you start to skim the surface and test the waters, y’know

You start making him even nicer lunch boxes with heart shapes made of seaweed aaaa

And leaving him chocolates and other snacks under his desk bc you’re aware of how he loves to snack while composing

Going on convenience store errands for him when he craves for food/drinks when he’s staying longer at school

Honestly you’ve become kind of a helper to him now but you don’t mind bc he doesn’t really have anyone but you

And he’s aware of your own business and life but the fact that you’re so willing to accompany him makes him fall for you appreciate what you do even more

Time seems to pass a lot faster now since you started hanging out with Jihoon and before you know it, it’s the day of the recital

You went a little earlier bc you wanted to surprise Jihoon with flowers bc why not

And he’s like lmao why are you giving me flowers?

“Why shouldn’t I? It’s given since it’s your first piano recital!”

He couldn’t help but blush bc wow what did he ever do to deserve such an amazing person

It’s obvious that the guy is nervous as heck so you squeezed his shoulder a bit as a reassurance

“You’re gonna do fine! I only worry about the others because they don’t know they’re gonna get wrecked.”

Have he ever told you how much your support meant to him? 

Bc once again, the sheer faith you have in him made him believe he could do anything

“My parents are here, Y/N..”

“Good! Because now they’ll realize what they’ve been missing out on!”

“Y/N..” he said in half-amusement, the corner of his lips turning up

“If not, I’m gonna give ‘em a piece of my mind!”

‘Ok that’s cute’ he absentmindedly thought

“But they’re my parents!” he exclaimed

“And you can do it.”

And on a spur of the moment decision, you’re like

“This is for good luck.”

And you leaned forward and landed a peck on Jihoon’s cheek before scurrying away

Screaming if I may add

To say Jihoon was shocked was an understatement

Bc did you just...kiss him?????

OH MY GOD?! Y/N JUST KISSED ME ON THE CHEEK??

What have he ever done in his past life to deserve such a treat? omg nat

Honestly it was a bad decision in your part bc now he’s even more nervous that he’s gonna flop bc all he can think now is you

But of course, it’s the Great Lee Jihoon we’re talking about

This guy will ace anything you throw at him

And he played the piano with so much emotion and passion

thinking about you ssSHHH

Although it’s his first recital, he totally wrecked it

And it just makes you proud seeing him getting the love and recognition that he deserves up on that stage and your heart just swelled with pride bc he deserved it so much

And when the recital was finally over, you went to find him

And you found him, talking to his parents

At first you were a little worried

But you watched as his parents gave Jihoon a smile, his father patted him on his shoulder and Jihoon smiling and bowing and looking perfectly happy and grateful and you thought everything’s gonna be fine

When you see him finally walking away from his parents, you set your way towards him

He did the same and while you did expect the hug from how he threw open his arms as you both met in the middle, you definitely did not see the kiss coming

And the only thing you could think of as his lips descended on yours was wow he’s getting bOLD

And boi is he passionate

And you're aware of the people watching you two and hoped his parents aren’t watching omg

But with Jihoon’s soft lips on yours, you couldn't care less

At that moment you want to let the world knows

You both were breathless when you finally broke it off and he’s like wOW

And you’re like, yeah wow is right

You still have your hands clasped on his neck, his arms on your waist as you stare into each other’s eyes

“You ok??” you ask, breathless

He grinned,”More than ok. Everything finally fell into place, all thanks to you.”

You blushed,”It’s all you, Jihoon. It’s all you.”

And he flashed you one of those radiant grins, his eyes crinkling around the edges, his dimples showing and you can feel you heart melts

And to him, everything’s perfect, bc you’re here, and whenever you’re beside him, he knows everything will be alright

“So what’s next?” you finally ask

“Next..I’m going to pursue another dream of mine.”

“And what’s that?”

And his dark eyes bored into yours and he smiled

“You.”

fffffff i’m dead asdskadhskajfhew

[meitanreax]

day 1

hi baby! it’s been a while! i miss you tons and i hope you’ve had a great day!! so the fucking flight was SOOOOOOOO long and i wanted to die SLDFKJSF you know the rest of the story with the annoying flight and the dummy guy!!! so we arrived at the wrong hotel...cuz of my dad.......im ...LOL

and im really tired! i think i updated you on most of the things that happened today~~ but ill update this as i go along! here are some photos of the hOTEL that we thought we were supposed to GO TO SKJLFDK  

!!!

this is the hotel we are staying at now (down below) !!! :D it’s really fancy..when we walked in there was a string quartet and then there was some fancy mini jungle behind the glass..and there were a bunch of floors (one just for the gym, jacuzzi, etc, and a bar!! they give complimentary breakfast that’s buffet :3 and im really excited about it!!!) they have a pool too!! and it really is five star!! ^.^ ill post more pictures tomorrow for the day 2 update hehe

ill go around more and take more pics when i go out later ^.^ 

...so i went to go get bonchon like i said!! then we went to a mall!!! nothing much at the mall but i got aloe O: and then aloe gel!! we can use it when i get back!!! yay for eczema or dry skin together HAHA

random update but - idk like- im really exhausted and ive been getting really homesick as of lately ;w; i cant seem to have a conversation with mymom without college/med school/dent school being brought up, and how i literally get no space from her and how nosy she is and how she always butts in (esp when we were calling) makes me so T_T ive been having kinda a tough time today and im just trying to countdown the days that go by!!! i scheduled everything in my calendar so its easier to set in stone and try to pace myself day by day;; i really miss you bebu!! i miss you a whole lots but i know when we reunite itll all be worth it in the end ;w;

anyways! i got tea at the sky lounge in the hotel - i got chamomile and it was super fancy with a strainer and stuff! the night view was especially pretty!! this area of manila is ~~ok~~!! when i went to the tea lounge, i went w my mom but u know how that always ends...but regardless, the tea was great!! even tho it looks a lil bit like pee HAHA

on a lighter note, we got our commission rough sketch!!! it’s super cute ;_; LMK IF U WANT ANYTHING CHANGED BUT IM REALLY HAPPY WITH IT AHH im so glad it came through!! yayayay I HOPE U LIKE IT SO FAR!!!

also i realized that jetstreams exist, and it’s easier to fly eastward rather than westward, so........MY FLIGHT FROM seoul -> lax should be considerably shorter!! apparently its ~10.5-11 hours then! heheh

anyways i love you so much bebu! i really hope you sleep well and you are ready for your flight tomorrow! buny misses u!! and i miss u much much more. i love you forever baby!!! i hope to see you soon and i know i will! just 13 more days!!! WE GOT THIS!!! hopefully the days will go by faster ^_^ just trying to get through the end of this week and just bs the rest of next week!! hehe i loveeee you baby! i hope you have a great day! im sorry the time difference makes it really difficult but we can do it!! i love you sm!!! i miss u!!!!! i wish i could hug u!!!!!! ill update you with more tomorrow!! buny says hi too!

[slbp-owns-ayame]

Missteps Volume III Part 2

WAHHH THIS IS SO LATE I AM SO SORRY. Intensive Japanese is kicking my butt right now (I’m Japanese and grew up learning it too >.<). I will hopefully update tomorrow, but if not, next weekend T_T Part 2 is under the cut!!

Inuchiyo got out later than he anticipated that night.

He had wanted to leave the office on time today, but a long phone call and a few follow-up emails later, it was 11:30pm by the time he left.

Quickly leaving the office, Inuchiyo headed over to the closest convenience store, bought a couple of beers, and began his annual ritual: walking over to the park near his office, sitting in swing, and drinking himself into an oblivion.

In the glowing moonlight, Inuchiyo was alone in the deserted park. Approaching the swing set, he placed his brief case on the ground, and retrieved two beers from his grocery bag. Cracking both open, he placed one beer on the ground while murmuring here you go. Taking a sip of his beer, he settled himself on the swing next to the beer can on the ground.

He gently swayed his body back and forth on the swing, soothing his troubled heart with the quiet creaking of the old swing set. Once he adjusted himself in the swing, he began to speak into the cold, dark void on this autumn night.

Inuchiyo would talk about everything with the old man every year; how his work was going, current projects, about his friend Shigezane and his constant conquests to seduce women in the office, and about memories of the past. He would talk about all the fun times he would have at the old man’s home, playing with Yahiko and her, eating their food, and being a part of their family. He knew he looked like a crazy man sitting alone in the park, drinking, while talking to no one. He could’ve probably done this at home, but he would feel too lonely if he had done so. He knew he would never get a reply, but even just pretending to talk to the old man this way calmed him.

Finally, his thoughts drifted towards her.

“Oji-san, 10 years ago I promised your daughter that I would become a better man,” he began, taking a sip of his fifth beer. “I realized that I may never be good enough for her. Doesn’t she deserve the very best? What if she has met someone else by now? It’s been so long…could she have forgotten our promise all those years ago?” Inuchiyo sighed heavily. He was getting older; his youth was running out, and so was hers. Women her age were already looking to get married, could she be looking for a potential spouse too?

Gulping down the last of the can, he reached into the grocery bag to grab his sixth can. Cracking it open and taking a sip, he reached into his suit pocket to grab his cell phone. He began composing a new message.

Finished typing the message, Inuchiyo stared at the screen, baffled by what he had done. I’m drunk texting her…how stupid are you Toshiie…The message simply read “How are you?”. As simple and innocent as it seemed, it was about 1am, and he hasn’t spoken to her since the day she left Kyoto. If he sent her this message right now, she could get the wrong idea. But, drunk or sober, Inuchiyo missed her on this night more than any other night in the past 10 years. He wanted to see her so bad; inhale her scent, touch her soft skin, weave his fingers through her hair, trace her plump lips with his thumb-

“GAHH!!” Inuchiyo screamed, scaring away anymore impure thoughts he could possibly have. He shot up from his seat on the swing, violently shaking his head to rid himself of such graphic images. He can’t think this way if he is trying to become a better man for her!

Once he believed he had cleared his mind, he plopped back down onto the swing. Inuchiyo realized he spilled some beer on himself during the ruckus, and dropped his phone. He reached into his briefcase to get a kerchief, and attempted to dry himself off. While blotting his hair with the kerchief, he reached out to where his phone was on the ground. He went back to the screen that was composing the message. He will erase the message, and try calling her tomorrow at a decent time like a sober person.

Only, he couldn’t erase the message.

It had already sent.

“FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!!!” he shouted at the top of his lungs. He didn’t care that he was shouting vulgar words in a children’s playground, or that he was making too much noise at this time of night. How could he screw up this badly?

He could only think of one solution to his current situation: destroy his phone. That way, he’ll never have to know if she ever replied to his accidental text message or not.

Holding his phone high above his head, he braced himself to pitch his phone as hard as he possibly could onto the concrete.

Ring Ring

Inuchiyo stopped once he realized his phone was ringing. Who could possibly be calling him when he is just about to destroy his phone? Maybe Shigezane is checking on me?

Bringing his phone to his face, Inuchiyo squinted at the screen to check the caller ID.

She was calling him.

“Shit, shit! Why would she be calling?!!” He screamed at his phone. Should he answer, or should he send her to voicemail? He panicked. He only had a few more rings to decide what to do. Quickly debating in his mind his next move, he had a sudden realization. This was his time to show just how much of a better man he has become. She needed to know just what exactly has been on his mind for the past 10 years. She needed to know the things he couldn’t tell her all those years ago. It was time for him to swallow his fears.

“…H-hello?”

“Inuchiyo…is that really you?” Her voice changed. She didn’t sound like a girl anymore. She sounded like a woman. Her voice used to be quiet and light. Now, her voice was an octave or two deeper. But, she sounded more sure of herself; her voice was gentle yet assertive. She had really grown into herself.

“…Yeah, it’s me, ___.” He could hear her sigh of relief on the other side.

“Inuchiyo, I never expected to hear from you after all this time. I thought you’ve forgotten about me.” She sounded so sad, it wrenched his heart. Why did he have to wait so long?

“___, will you forgive me for making you wait?”

“Of course I will, because I accept you.” He grinned at her reply. Of course she would. She always has.

Taking a deep breath, he forged on. “Will you let me fulfill our promise from 10 years ago?”

The line was silent for an excruciating minute, until he heard her shaky breath.

“Inuchiyo, I accept.” He let out a heavy sigh, and she chuckled in response. Looking up towards the night sky, he wondered if they were looking up at the same moon.

“___.”

“Yes?”

“I miss you.”

She sighed, “I miss you too.”

“I wish I could see you right now.” He confessed.

“Then why don’t you?” He was stunned by her response. Did she really mean it? Could he go see her? Was he ready?

He’s waited 10 years for this moment, he was more than ready.

“Where can I find you?”

*** Inuchiyo had never ran faster in his life.

She had told him she was just getting off work heading to the station – the same station by his office. They worked in the same city all this time, and never once crossed paths. He was less than a mile away when he had called her. She told him to come meet him at the station. She wanted to see him, and he wanted to see her.

The cool night breeze and the jolt of energy instantly sobered him up – and all he could think about on his way to the station was how he could finally see her again.

As he arrived at the station (in almost no time at all) he caught sight of a woman standing all alone. He stopped to catch his breath some distance away from the woman. He knew instantly that it was her. She wasn’t a girl anymore; she had grown to become a beautiful woman. Regaining his posture, he stood tall, and called out her name.

She turned towards him, instantly beaming at the sight of him.

He knew then that he couldn’t spend another moment of his life without her.

Rushing towards her, he enveloped her in his arms, which she welcomed. He held her close, and she wrapped her arms around his waist. Inuchiyo pulled back from her, but still kept her in his arms. He looked earnestly into her eyes, which were beginning to fill with tears.

“Welcome home, Inuchiyo.” She smiled as the tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Yes, he was finally home.

Inuchiyo brought both his hands to her cheeks, swiping away the tears that wouldn’t stop. As he did so, he leaned until their lips were barely brushing against each other’s and whispered, “I’m home.”

***

|Part 1| |Part 3|

Tags: @books-and-colours, @wonky-glass-ornament

[legolasgoldy]

😰

// OMG this took so long im sorry T_T, @blind-mutant but i finally came up with an idea, and its not what we talked about but this is much better

Send 😰 for a glimpse into my muses nightmares ( i think that was it i forgot the exact meme XD)

Retreating into the warm bed after such a stressful day was all he could hope for, snuggling against Rhys’ back comfortably.. as always like they were two puzzle pieces meant to fit. The end of the day was better now that he was with Rhys, his entire body relaxed next to his best friend and a smile tugged at his lips. His date earlier in the day didnt go at all as planned, mostly leaving him confused beyond comprehension as to why he not only didnt mind that the date ended badly.. and that he was wished he was with someone else the whole time. Right now he was going to push all of those thoughts out of mind.

Before long, they were both asleep, breathing softly into the silence of their dark room lit only by the dim glow coming from the blind mutant. For a long time, he had no dreams, only nothingness as he slept happily with an arm around Rhys, and when dreams finally faded into his mind he couldnt remember when they had started.

~

“ Fin..” Rhys playfully whined, having been waiting what seemed like an age for the cupcakes to cool.  The whole kitchen smelled of warm spices and buttercream, mouth watering to say the least.

“ It is almost done I promise.” the wolf mutant laughed while clicking the beaters out of the electric mixer now that the icing was done. “ They are still too hot, you might burn yourself.” As usual though, Finrod went to the silverware drawer to grab a spoon to give Rhys a sample of the icing, he could never make him wait without giving him just a little taste.

However..the moment he scooped up some icing, he turned just in enough time to see a cupcake being suspended by a shadow just over Rhys hands. “ Rhys!” The blonde exclaimed in surprise, half smiling and half genuinely concerned, but he could never tell his best friend no for too long before caving. “ Would you at least let me put frosting on it?” he teased and reached forward for the cupcake, only for the shadow to lift the treat higher and away. Both teens burst into giggles as Finrod reached for it again, the cake moving out of reach each time. Finally in one last attempt he grabbed it, but.. the victory was countered with something he did not expect.

Rhys leaned forward and pressed his lips beside Finrod’s lips, missing his initial target, not that it mattered. The effect was the same, Finrod froze long enough for the white haired teen to pluck the cupcake from his hands.

Finrod’s smile had disappeared, matching his wide eyes in an expression of shock. His stomach twisted in knots and a familiar fluttering in his chest hit him all at once, simply watching Rhys pull the paper off the bottom of the cupcake.. The kiss hadnt actually touched his lips but it was close enough and the warmth of Rhys’ lips still lingered. ‘ I shouldnt say anything’ He thought, ‘ Rhys was just playing’ and thats exactly what he did, look away and decide he should probably go back to finishing the cupcakes.

“ Yeh want to kiss me Fin?” Rhys whispered all of a sudden, taking Finrod’s breath away and he glanced up to see the other teen with a blush against their pale skin.

“N-No…” he stammered taken aback by the question and confused.

“ Its okay if yeh do.”

The blonde’s eyes grew wider, and if he had wolf ears to match they would have been flat. Was this really happening? Did Rhys mean it?.. They were best friends.. they shouldnt…but Rhys stood there as if just waiting for a kiss. Maybe… just a little one? If they dont like it then they could forget about it? How could he be so thrilled and afraid at the same time! Maybe….

Before he knew it, he began leaning in, holding in a breath in suspense. His eyes fluttered closed, and all at once the warmth of their lips gently pressed together. Rhys’ arms slid around him, his heart beating faster and faster, beginning to part his lips for another kiss.

~

Finrod woke up with a small start, blinking in confusion trying to understand what was going on. Slowly he pieced it together looking aimlessly through the dark room then settling on the glowing figure in his arms. 

It had been a dream…. A wounded feeling sank into the pit of his stomach at the realization… He should have known, Rhys would never have done such a thing, they were best friends, they might as well be family. The dream wasn’t real… he kept telling himself, just a ridiculous dream. And yet, the wound felt ever deeper the more he thought it, and teary eyes glistened in the pale blue light.

It wasn’t real, and never would be.