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[loki-zen]

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[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is:  steddieasitgoes! @steddieasitgoes has 27 works posted to AO3 in the Stranger Things fandom and 23 of them are in the Steddie tag!

Our anonymous nominator recommends the following works by @steddieasitgoes:

Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I'm Yours)

for a fortnight there, we were forever

honey i'm still free (take a chance on me)

You Were All Yellow

Eat Your Heart Out, Big Boy

"Her fics are SO FUN. I have enjoyed every single one that I've read IMMENSELY and am always talking about them to my friends after I've read them <3" -- anonymous

Below the cut, @steddieasitgoes answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

Was I supposed to watch Eddie throw Steve his vest – the quintessential 80s romcom moment – and be totally normal about it? But in all honesty, there’s just something about them that compels me. When you dig deep into their personalities and arcs, they’re really two sides of the same coin and there’s so many ways for that to manifest in fic.hen

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

I had to consult my ao3 bookmarks for this one and “getting together” tops my list, which really isn’t a traditional trope but I absolutely adore that mutual pining, idiots in love sort of thing that happens in those fics. Bonus points for slow burns!

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

Idiots in love for sure. Again, not a typical trope but I’m pretty sure it’s tagged on just about every fic I’ve written. It’s just so easy to slot them into those roles and banter their way into a love confession. The show is so life and death all the time, that I like letting them be goofy boys.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

This is like asking me to choose if I’m more of a Steve girl or an Eddie girl – impossible! But if I had to narrow it down to a top few, I’d say: the most remarkable thing by greatunironic, rounding third, sliding home by througheden, better by you, better than me by palmviolet, and is your light on? By Adure

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

Outside of fic I’m a huge fan of enemies/rivals to lovers so I think that would be fun to explore between Steddie. There’s a hint of it in Signed, Sealed, Delivered but I think their hatred fizzles out really quickly and I definitely want to play with something where that takes longer to happen.

What is your writing process like?

It sort of depends on the project, but typically I get a kernel of an idea. Somethings that’s a setting, sometime it’s a bit of dialogue, sometimes it’s just ✨ vibes ✨ Then I’ll add it to my jumbled mess of a notes app on my phone and keep adding to it as I get ideas. When I wrote my first fic (Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore) I had no outline whatsoever. I just knew I had this one scene in mind and kept writing and building the world until I felt the moment made sense to happen. Nowadays, I’m a bit more organized when it comes to longer fics. I’ll usually do a bare bones outline with the major beats I want to hit outlined. This gives me enough structure to not feel lost, but also lets the characters breath one the page and make their own choices. Every fic, but the one I’m working on now for the steddie big bang, I’ve written chronologically which helps me because I can see the progression of the relationship dynamics in real time.  For one shots, it’s somewhat similar. I start with a kernel of an idea and a general plot in my head and just write and hope for the best lol

Do you have any writing quirks?

I think I use the same sentence structure a lot which drives me nuts, but I can’t always help it. Motif-wise I don’t think I have a unifying theme amongst all my fics, but I can almost guarantee that there will be some kind of third act break up. Happily ever afters are always going to be in my fics, but I like to make them work for it. Also they do a lot of gazing at each other and things in my fics. So much gazing!

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

Generally, I like posting when something is completely finished. But I get antsy and have been known to start posting when the fic is 85% done and then procrastinate on writing the end until my deadline is looming.

Which fic are you most proud of?

I’m proud of all of them for different reasons, but I was really blown away with Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore. I hadn’t written fic in years and had never written a third-person mlm story before. At the time it was also the longest thing I had ever written. It definitely made me fall back in love with fictional prose writing and the steddie community as a whole.

How did you get the idea for Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I'm Yours)?

It was actually inspired by a ficlet I had written earlier that year and decided to use as inspiration for the full length fic. I was driving around and I kept seeing mail trucks everywhere and I remember getting an image of Steve in those short khaki shorts, carrying a satchel full of mail. And then I remember thinking “I wonder what Eddie would think” and the worms took over. I will say, expanding it into a full fic did take some time though because the ficlet was just vibes

When writing Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I'm Yours), what was something you didn’t expect?

How long it ended up being lol I think it came in double what I had predicted it to be. I also didn’t expect to write it in the way I did. All my other fics are very traditional in that each chapter is a day or a couple days and it follows a clear timeline. With Signed I really went for a vignette, slice of life sort of storytelling which was a bit difficult initially but I think it paid off in the end.

What inspired honey i'm still free (take a chance on me)?

That one was written for a valentine’s discord server so it was based on the prompt steddiealltheway on Tumblr had submitted. It took me a minute to work out the plot, but I liked the idea of Robin getting to be the wingwoman for Steve.

What was your favorite part to write from for a fortnight there, we were forever?

There was a metaness to that one that was so fun to write. You have Eddie falling in love with Supernatural, a show that was known for making questionable decisions in the end and talking about how fanfic saves the day and that’s exactly what I’ve spent the last two years doing for him lol I love the idea of Eddie being a fandom kid like all of us, and dragging and unknowing Steve into it with him.

How do/did you feel writing Eat Your Heart Out, Big Boy?

At the time I think I just wanted to write something fun and silly because I was deep into Signed, Sealed, Delivered at the time and was feeling bad about not sharing anything. It was like a palette cleanser.

What was the most difficult part of writing You Were All Yellow?

Definitely deciding which yellow objects I was going to use and figuring out how to string them together in a clear narrative arc. It was a puzzle of sorts that took a lot of patience to figure out. It was also a bit reverse-engineered where the objects dictated what the story would be. I think it would have been easier if I had the story first and then found things that fit that narrative.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

I struggle with writing poetically, so I was really proud of this line from Duck, Dodge, Don’t Fall In Love: “He feels like an astronomer falling in love with stars for the first time in the untouchable night sky. Because that’s what Steve is, right? A dazzling force that Eddie can steal glances at but never touch, never reach.” But also any and all smut scenes I’ve written. That was an incredible challenge at first and I literally wrote the first make out scene ever under the covers of my bed lol

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I’m planning to participate in this year’s Steddie Week with some (hopefully) short one shots. And then I have my big bang fic When The Buzzer Sounds that will come out later this year. Other than that we’ll see. My notes are overflowing with ideas it’s all about finding the time and the right one.

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

As I write this I’m not sure who nominated me, but I want to say thank you to them! It’s so wild to me that people resonate with the silly stories my brain comes up with and I’ll never take that for granted. There’s so many creative steddie fic writers out there and I’m so happy to be one of them. We really blew up overnight and it’s been so fun watching everyone grow together. And I want to thank all the mods behind this blog for helping share writers hardwork!

Thank you to our author, @steddieasitgoes, and our anonymous nominator! See more of steddieasitgoes's works featured on our page throughout the day!

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[jungkookslipring]

Heyy can I request a lee seungmin ler skz fic plsss. I'm a huge fan of your works!! They always manage to draw me in and I feel like I'm right there with the characters!! Love you!!!💖💖💖

Seungmin is our favorite Comedian

AHHHHH you're so sweet thank you!! plz enjoy!

Lee! Seungmin

Ler! SKZ

Seungmin woke up and chose ✨violence✨. The boys were in another interview where they were filming a Besties on Besties video for Seventeen. Seungmin came for everyone and their mamas in this interview, leaving everyone laughing.

“Bang Chan is so old”

“Changbin is so good at nothing”

“Hyunjin loves Felix”

Respectfully everyone started coming at each other’s throats and continued making everyone belly laugh, but Seungmin seemed to have the most comebacks.

‘this kids gonna get it,’ thought Bang Chan. And get it he did.

They all decided to hang out in the vocal/dance racha dorm after a long day of interviews, revenge on Bang Chan and Changbin’s mind once everyone’s shoes were off.

“Yah! Kim Seungmin!” shouted Changbin as Seungmin made a b-line towards the hallway. Changbin caught up to him and threw the vocalist over his shoulder, already giggling at what was to come.

“Leave me hehe alone!” Seungmin giggled nervously as Changbin threw him on the couch.

“This is for saying I’m good at nothing!” Changbin squawked but with a huge smirk as he dug his fingers into Seungmin’s sides, already making the younger one cackle.

“I was kiddihehehehehehehe!” He batted off Changbin’s hands as much as he could before the leader had an idea.

“Changbin-ah, hold him down for me, the old man wants to get in on this,” he joked as Changbin immediately did what he was told and grabbed a hold of Seungmin, pulling him onto his lap and pulling his arms behind his back.

“This isn’t fairhahahahaha!”

“Life’s not fair bubs!” Bang Chan said as he poked and prodded Seungmin’s tummy, the younger one kicking out his feet. He felt so weak and so exposed not being able to fight back as Bang Chan went to work on his tummy. He was so adorable so it was impossible to stop.

“Me next!” Hyunjin jumped towards them with Felix right on his side.

“me too!” Said the younger Aussie.

“go right ahead!” Bang Chan laughed as the two dug their fingers into his sides and knees. This made Seungmin go nuts as two ticklish spots on his body were attacked.

“NAHAHAHAHAAHA WHYYYYHAHAHAHAHA!” He screeched as Hyunjin massaged his legs and Felix rapidly squeezed his sides. Seungmin was such a ticklish boy and everyone was cooing at his reaction. After a while they made space for Han to shove his hands right under his underarms. Seungmin’s laugh almost went silent.

“NAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HANAAAHHHAHAHAHA!” He screamed. He knew it would’ve tickled a lot worse if his arms were stretched out but this position was no better considering Han’s fingers were pretty much stuck in his hollows.

“this is for the reading comment!” He joked as he continued wiggling his fingers.

“I DIDN'T MAHAHAKE THAT COMMENT HAHAHAHAHAHA CHANGBIN HYUNG DIHIHIHIHID!” He exclaimed as he shook his head like a mad man.

“I know but you still laughed Minnie!!” Han laughed along with him as Seungmin’s head fell forward resting on Han’s shoulder as squeaky laughter filled the room.

“Awwww so cute!” Han sang out. Not too long after while Han kept up with his attack, IN had joined and started tickling his neck. Seungmin tried scrunching up his shoulders but Changbin had a death grip on his arms so he was hardly able to move, only able to laugh at the sensations on his neck and pits. Changbin on occasion would hold onto Seungmin with one hand and sneak in a few wiggles to his sides or scratch at his ribs, causing Seungmin to jolt every few minutes while Han kept his attack consistent. Last but certainly not least, Lee Know. It didn’t take long for Seungmin to realize everyone was tickling him simply because Chan and Changbin were, but Lee Know was extremely skilled and he knew he wasn’t going to last long.

“My turn!” Lee Know sang happily as he switched places with Han. Seungmin shook his head with the biggest smile on his face. Poor thing couldn’t stop giggling.

“Nononohohoho you’re bahahahad,” Seungmin giggled when Lee Know kneeled before him.

“You ready, Minnie?” Lee Know asked with the sweetest but most devious smile. Seungmin kept giggling out of nervousness.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Lee Know said right before quickly sticking his hands up Seungmin’s shirt and latching onto his top ribs, eliciting a scream from Seungmin.

“LEE KNOW HYUNHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” the poor boy screeched and bucked as much as he could but Changbin held him down. Lee Know was laughing along with him as his fingers drilled in between his top rib and armpit, easily tiring out Seungmin.

“YOURE SO BAHAHAHAHAHAD *hic* HYUNHIEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE *hic* IT TICKLES TO MUHUHUHUHCH *hic* I CAHAHAHAHANT *hic* OKAYAHAHAHAHAHA OKAY OKAY UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE” screeched Seungmin before he completely stopped fighting it, letting his body go limp and laughing his ass off. Lee Know was no monster so he slowed down his tickles and rubbed his hand over Seungmin’s bare tummy, attempting to rid the ghost tickles that were probably lingering. Changbin let go of his arms that fell to his sides, sleepy giggles leaving his lips.

“that was the cutest shit ever,” Lee Know said patting Seungmin’s hair. Seungmin fell forward and wrapped his arms around Lee Know who was still sitting on his legs.

“tired..” Seungmin mumbled. Lee Know chuckled and wrapped his arms around his sleepy dongsaeng.

“yeah I think that’s our cue to hit the hay, we’ve had a long day, yeah?” Bang Chan said as he went to grab his shoes. Seungmin made a noise of protest and quietly asked everyone to stay. this kid was too fucking cute.

“okay Minnie we’ll go change first then we’ll come back okay?” Bang Chan said walking up to the three on the couch, planting a kiss on Minnie’s head.

“Bin, do you want me to grab you clothes?” Bang Chan asked as Han and Hyunjin went to put their shoes on. The rapper seemed to be preoccupied with a sleepy pup on his lap.

“yes please, thanks Hyung,” he said scratching his fingers up and down Seungmin’s back in a soothing manner. It didn’t take long for the guys to grab their clothes, because less than an hour later everyone was in an old fashioned SKZ pile in the middle of the living room, basking in the warmth of each other.

Let me know if you like it! my DMs are always open if you have requests!

taglist: @felixmainacc @felixburneracc @myforevermelody143 @dunno-wut-to-do

[thesoftboiledegg]

give me 10 random r&m thoughts, first things that come into your head, rn. i’m mid-s3, on e9

I never thought I'd like Rick because he was the dudebro mascot for years, and he ended up being one of my favorite characters. I was one of those people who (wrongly) assumed that the show is bad just because parts of the fandom are nuts.

I think that season three is the best season, but it's not a personal favorite because it gets a little too dark.

When Dan Harmon was designing Rick, I bet that he never imagined that so many people would be attracted to him, lol. Shouldn't have made him so tall!

It's fascinating to me how the Rick and Morty fandom is huge, but there's only about 6,000 fics on AO3 and it's rare for a fic to get more than 10,000 views. Meanwhile, fics in other fandoms like Hannibal easily break 600,000. I guess some fandoms just don't attract fanfic writers like others do.

I don't consider anything outside the series to be canon and don't read the comics because of it. This isn't just for Rick and Morty--I'm like that with every fandom.

If season one came out today, I think that Rick and Morty would still blow up because science and tech bro culture is bigger than ever. I still see Twitter bros with Rick icons and C-137 in their handles.

Nobody has to like Rick and Morty, but my fellow Adult Swim fans need to stop yelling that it should be canceled. Rick and Morty is probably PAYING for a lot of these series that they enjoy. Adult Swim canceling Rick and Morty doesn't mean that Smiling Friends gets ten seasons and a movie, it means that Smiling Friends goes bye-bye. 👋

People who call Mr. Meeseeks and the butter robot (or the show in general) "cartoon nihilism" have no clue what they're talking about. First off, they're talking about existential nihilism, not just nihilism, and second, life isn't meaningless for Mr. Meeseeks or the butter robot. They're created for a specific purpose, and they fulfill it. That's the opposite of existential nihilism. Admittedly, I think the writers were aiming for nihilism and didn't really understand it, either.

Rick isn't a sociopath and Morty isn't dumb, and I wish the marketing would stop selling them that way. I never understood where "Morty is dumb" comes from because he keeps up with Rick pretty well.

Rick and Morty is the only fandom where I've made OCs. Normally, I don't care for OCs/crossovers/AUs because I'm attached to canon, so--why would I read about an OC hanging out at a coffee shop or whatever? But Rick and Morty is a little different because an infinite number of Ricks, Mortys and other characters exist in the show. For me, Rick having a sister would be a true OC.

[josukespimphand]

I've been meaning to watch Jujutsu Kaisen. What got you watching? I just finished season one of Delicious in Dungeon.

Ahhh I’ve been watching/ reading it since the first season! I originally got into JJK because of Gojo… I didn’t even know who he was but I remember scrolling on twitter and seeing someone with a cropped closeup of Gojo’s face from vol. 4? But I remember being too shy to ask this person who he was/ what series was he from lol. I remember seeing the art and thinking “not to sound weird but I really love how this guys teeth is drawn…” and so, I reversed image searched the drawing and wala!

This was a few months before S1 had even gotten announced, too. I remember pulling up the manga and reading a few pages and not getting all that far (I was being lazy tbh.) but then, the anime had gotten announced and I was like “wait, isn’t this the series that I just found out about a couple of months ago??? It looks fun :0!!!” But even then, I still hadn’t started on reading it until after the second episode was released lmfao.

I actually ended up binging the manga in one night and at the time, there were only about 50ish chapters available so I was literally fiending for more if I’m being real 😭… I was so crazwkskakal. I wasn’t too nuts about Gojo originally (I was definitely a FAN but I remember being so normal about him during S1’s original run lmfao. The things I’ve said about that man… I’m a Gojo girl unfortunately….. I’m still kind of normal about him though. He’s a very well written character and deserves all of the love he gets as a character kakakak. It’s so easy to like him!

I do tend to stay away from fandoms in general (I’ve done this ever since I’d started to use social media) but especially regarding the fans of the stuff I actually enjoy. Outside of the classics like Naruto (always in my heart…) and such, I haven’t really enjoyed a new age shounen and series this much with my whole heart since JJBA (not new age but you get it) and if you’ve been following this blog for a while then you must know that I used to be such a huge fan of it! (I still am but I’ve calmed down… I miss it a whole lot actually. I still have to catch up with JoJolands… haven’t gotten that far tbh.)

DM is fun but I haven’t gotten all that far into the manga (only ever read the first chapter and that was years ago) but I watched the first 12 or so episodes and I really enjoyed them! Haven’t looked back (it’s hard to keep up with anime… and the fans make me not want to interact with it as much tbh…. JJK is diff since i genuinely adore it and I don’t interact with the fans at all anyway outside of a few mutuals/friends and I pretend everything else doesn’t exist 😭…… JJK fans are so 👎🏾 but I’m already invested so it’s a little too late for me to turn back 🫨.)

[purlty23]

𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖆𝖌 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 ✨

I saw this little fandom game thingie on another site and I really liked it, so I decided to bring it over here to tumblr while my apple pen charges. I’m also going to change up the rules. I’m going to list the fandoms I’ve been in, and classify them by:

Passive enjoyer = simply enjoyed it and the fan content made for it OR Creative enjoyer = actively made art, fanfic, cosplay, etc etc etc.

I’m going to tag people here but no pressure if you don’t want to do it! @miasmaghoul @lonelymentality @copiasjuicebox @iamthecomet @thediktatortot Also if you see it and want to do it, feel free.

Game under the cut since mine will be long<3

Harry Potter - creative enjoyer - My very first. This shit was a family affair in my house. I went to watch parties, themed parties. I cosplayed shittily, wrote shitty fanfic, and my walls were plastered floor to ceiling in teen magazine posters. Went to the Exhibition. Every second movie would come out in July so I would pretend it was like a birthday gift to me.

Twilight - creative enjoyer - Jfc. Don’t get me started. I still have my Edward action figure whose now missing both hands. Used to write self insert fanfic on quizzilla.com. RIP you beast of a website

The Walking Dead - passive enjoyer - This was also a family affair. Every sunday we would all gather round our shitty TV for the newest episode. I was more of a liveblogger than anything else. My dad has a bit to this day that ‘Hershel isn’t dead. He’ll be back.’ Yeah, sure dad.

Legend of Zelda - creative enjoyer - For most of my childhood I was passive, only really doodling Twilight Princess stuff sometimes. Then BOTW came out and it all changed.

Lord of the Rings - passive enjoyer - I look at Legolas and Aragorn. That’s enough for me. I don’t need creative works because I just need to look at them.

Marvel (Spider-man and Loki mostly) - creative enjoyer - I’ve been drawing these guys since birth, for better or for worse. MCU can suck my nuts but so can Loki franchise /sex DC (Batman) - creative enjoyer - Batman the Animated series did something bad to me. Now I draw Joker sometimes. Watch out, stay safe out there

Sherlock and Doctor Who - passive enjoyer - I’m putting these two together since I never really made fan art or anything, but I did attend watch parties for both on several occasions.

Supernatural - creative enjoyer - Sighs. Sighs even harder. Somewhere out there, deep in the depths of fanfic.net there’s miles of really really really bad fanfic. Somewhere…. Final Fantasy VII - creative enjoyer - Sighs far more dreamily. My favvvvv my ultimate fav. Sephiroth is my fictional other and LOMF. Many, many arts of him throughout every sketchbook I own. Also some fanfics IIRC.

TF2 - creative enjoyer - I used to draw Medic and Pyro kissing<3

Homestuck - creative enjoyer - War flashbacks. Not only was I a semi-well known fanartist, I was also a semi-well known cosplayer in my city. I was a ‘friendleader’ in my cities Homestuck fangroup and attended events, dances, etc etc etc. I was on a cosplay gif blog here on Tumblr. I ran the second most popular groupchat on MSPARP.com before it was MXRP.com. I had beef with mods. Most of my relationships at that time were forged in the fires of LOHAC. I still see my art of Dave in MCR black parade uniform around sometimes. Dramatical Murder - creative enjoyer - To no ones surprise. Yeah. I like the yaoi dissociation game. Dream Daddy - creative enjoyer - SHOUTOUT DREAM DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Evil priest Joseph lovers rise UP. Didn’t do much, but there’s some art floating around out there.

Voltron: LD - passive enjoyer - Thank GOD I never made anything for this. However, I was active in the kin community so thats a huge L. I also ate uppppp stuff about it and sheith still fucks.

Overwatch - creative enjoyer - Sometimes you’re a Genji main and the world is so so hard for you. That’s how I used to live my life, then I got better.

Final Fantasy XV - creative enjoyer - Second LOMF. My old art blog is stocked full of chocobro content, mostly fanart of the boys and meme redraws. Also used to cosplay Noctis CONSTANTLY! Here’s an old tiktok

The Band Ghost and Sleep Token - creative enjoyer - (((((((: Hi guys

[showtoonzfan]

I’m so glad I found this tweet and that somebody FINALLY fucking said it, cuz I have some thoughts. So like…..I love Mystery Inc with all my heart. It was a huge part of my childhood and it has got to be one of the best, if not THE best Scooby Doo adaptation I have ever seen. I loved the characters, I loved the mystery surrounding the old gang, I loved the horror elements….I loved it all but………yeah I was NOT a fan of the damn love triangle between Velma, Scooby and Shaggy, in fact I think it was the only main thing that held the show back even if it was a masterpiece in my eyes. Particularly my issue was with Velma as a character. Don’t get me wrong, I love how she’s characterized in this show, she’s hilarious and all, but whenever she was attached to Shaggy, good fucking god, she was absolutely insufferable and honestly unlikable. I legit HATED the way she treated Scooby, the way she got jealous over a damn dog and referred to him as “some dog”, not liking Scooby really at all and the real Velma just would never act like that in my opinion, even if she did have beef with him. The whole point of the gang is that they’re supposed to be like a family, so to see this interpretation of Velma treat Scooby like shit did turn me off a lot.

There’s legit a scene in this show I DESPISED where Scooby was literally about to die, he was on the edge of a cliff and Velma deadass had to THINK about saving him or not because in her eyes he was the source to her and Shaggy’s relationship being messy. It was such a dark and disgusting scene of her blaming him for everything when he’s literally hanging on for his dear life, of course she saves him in the end but the fact that homegirl had to think about it and even CONSIDERED not saving him pissed me off immensely. It made her character look so fucking horrible, like she was really about to let Scooby fucking die just for some Shaggy tail, I legit have no idea what the writers were thinking for that scene, like I get that Velma had beef with him but that was going WAAAY too overboard.

Also there were like….SO and I mean SO many episodes of Scooby being jealous of Velma and then having drama with Shaggy over it and I just hated whenever the show wanted to focus on this romance drama bs, again the whole love triangle between these three drove me nuts. Velma was so forceful towards Shaggy as well and I always ended up just feeling bad for the guy. I can see where the show was coming from especially since the writers admitted they wanted Velma and Shaggy’s relationship to be messed up so she could end up with Hotdog Water, but…….yeah it was not for me, and you know what’s funny? I legit enjoyed Fred and Daphne’s drama more, seeing Fred be so oblivious and loving traps while Daphne was so obliviously pinning for him was hilarious. I will never not praise this show for how it characterized Fred, making him this cinnamon roll trap loving himbo was the best decision they ever made, and whenever the show focused on THEIR relationship, I never got tired of it, which is the opposite I can say for Velma/Shaggy/Scooby. As much as I love this show, it did drag with its romance aspect. I always hated love triangles and stupid drama in teenage shows, and I feel like this show kinda suffered from that. When it comes to Velma/Hot Dog Water, they could have been handled better honestly, in contrast to how she was with Shaggy. Like…the writing could have been so much better with that, but even after everything I just said, I still love this show and think it’s great. It has its up and downs, but at the end of the day it still rocks, I just needed to get this out there since I don’t see much people talk about it. I will say I don’t HATE this version of Velma, but I will admit that it is hard to really like her after the writing made her so attached to Shaggy and so needy and almost aggressive. They did her dirty with that damn cliff scene, but in the end it is happy to know that her and Shaggy realized they weren’t good for one another and that Velma was meant to be with a girl.

[okamirayne]

Hello, my angel of words! Here I am yet again (told you I'd be back hehe), this time with a shorter ASK.

Pretty sure Kakashi and Genma have decided to turn my brain into their permanent residence and BtB has given me a burst of writing-motivation.

My own original story is still just vibes and nothing else (with a few loose plot points that probably are the results of loose screws in my head... 😂) and I can't for the life of me figure out what the hell is happening in there yet.

There's a few scenes containing Genma and Kakashi that my brain came up with though and so I was wondering the following thing:

Are you okay with people writing their own little stories set in the BtB universe? Basically fanfiction of fanfiction, if you will 🤔

Me personally, I'd probably just use it to get some practice in (god do I need it 😂) and wouldn't publish it anywhere

I hope you're doing well 💙 Also, I gotta know, what's your favorite kind of tea? 👀

Aw! Hello, my lovely! 💜 Always a pleasure, @sunlightrays. 🥰🩵

Pretty sure Kakashi and Genma have decided to turn my brain into their permanent residence and BtB has given me a burst of writing-motivation.

😆 Glad to hear it! No freeloading for those two. House rules! Raidō did attempt to teach (beat into) Genma some semblance of tenancy decorum. 😉

My own original story is still just vibes and nothing else (with a few loose plot points that probably are the results of loose screws in my head... ) and I can't for the life of me figure out what the hell is happening in there yet.

Ah! All good and great things in their time, my fellow wordsmith! May it all percolate deliciously. I hope that it comes together in that magical way when Time and Flow do their alchemical dance. 😍

Wey! All those loose screws are good! I’m convinced. 😆 No creative chaos should be sane or contained! ✨

Are you okay with people writing their own little stories set in the BtB universe? Basically fanfiction of fanfiction, if you will. Me personally, I'd probably just use it to get some practice in (god do I need it) and wouldn't publish it anywhere

Meta-fanfic! I shall re-direct you to my answer for this question which resides in this post, sweetheart. 👍🏼

I hope you're doing well.

Why yes…just randomly screaming from my hellpit at my muses…you know…

Or staring into my own cleaved brainpan like..

Yep! I’m Happy to report that I’m still bug-fuck nuts and routinely courting madness, so the End Days are not yet upon us 😆.

Also, I gotta know, what's your favorite kind of tea?

*addict-twitching grin* Oh my…just the one all-time fav? I enjoy different brews for different levels of sorcery. Being a homegrown Brit with mixed heritage, I oscillate a bit. But my everyday go-to cuppa is a UK black tea brand called YORKSHIRE TEA.

Very popular here. It’s a good strong brew. My favourite overall (which I practically inhale 99% of the time) has to be masala chai (and here comes my Eastern roots) which can be made in various different ways according to spice-preference. For convenience, I blasphemously use a pre-ground spice combo that I shove into the Yorkshire Tea. That’s my everyday cuppa ☕️🥰☕️

I’m also a huge fan of ceremonial Matcha 🍵 🤩 And, on occasion, I enjoy a good Genmaicha. ☕️

Thanks for the ASK(s), my luv! I wish you inspiration a’plenty for your original works, with rampant and most randy plot bunnies 😆💜✨

[nerdkiller]

Just read Flesh of My Flesh exactly one (1) minute ago and wow…a lot left me speechless. I’m going to have to send another, wordier ask in once I’ve thoroughly processed it and figured out how to articulate myself—but for now, your lyrical prose that knows subtlety and interpretation of the Olgimsky parents and oh-so-gentle take on Khanpella is my favorite. I’m glad my first Pathologic fan fiction was this.

In terms of scenes, I’m biased for that dream, or rather the aftereffects once she’s woken up. I adore how sweetly awkward and shy it left Capella, left me curious for the transition from their pragmatism about the union to their personal feelings blossoming alongside it, especially when Capella meets up with Khan to tell him. He definitely uttered the first ‘I love you,’ I think he was nuts about her while she was still yet to figure out her feelings

My fic being your FIRST Patho fic is wild and such a huge honor

I won't lie I read this last night and it practically made me buzz with excitement so I'm trying to contain myself but I'm really happy you enjoyed 😊😊😊 Khanpella just strikes me as so much more complex than we give it credit for. I tried to display the ambiguity with that fic by setting their relationship into that context of their families- Capella's in this case. I do think that Khan is probably more overt with his feelings, precisely because for him, Capella is like a replacement for the Polyhedron- a woman who will enable him to exist and make his dreams come true, and I don't mean that in the cliche or even sweet sense, I mean that literally. Hence why he doesn't even seem to mourn the Tower as much as one might expect. But Capella has very different reasons. Of course this is unnecessary to add, as I mainly based the "I love you" off of cut P2 dialogue, which I can reblog again if you'd like

[thisaintascenereviews]

408 - Hot Mess

Whether you like it or not, Blink-182 is one of the most influential pop-punk bands of the last 30 years. They’re responsible for a lot of huge songs and albums within the scene, but their influence on the genre is also undeniable. Just like with everything, many clones have come and gone, although we’re still seeing that today. Pop-punk has gotten popular again in the mainstream over the last few years, thanks to MGK, Willow, Olivia Rodrigo, and plenty of others taking that sound and revamping it for a modern and younger audience. The same can be said for newer bands in the genre, especially to invoke some kind of nostalgia with fans of a certain age that grew up listening to Blink and all of these other bands. One of those bands is 408, a band named after their zip code of Orlando, Florida. These guys take that classic Blink sound and modernize it a bit by throwing in pop, trap, and EDM elements, and people seem to love it or hate it.

I was hesitant to listen to their latest album, Hot Mess, but I decided to check it out after wanting to look for some pop-punk to sink my teeth into. Between this and the new Fluorescents album, we got some new pop-punk within the last week, but while I really like the latter album, I’m sort of mixed on Hot Mess. It’s got some things I like, and some things I really don’t, but it’s a solid enough album overall. Let’s start with what I like, and that’s mainly due to the overall sound. I really like their brand of catchy pop-punk that puts pop above the punk. That’s my favorite kind of pop-punk these days, and the hooks on this thing go nuts. A lot of the hooks on this album are syrupy sweet, and that’s what’s kept me coming back to this album.

That’s the only thing I really like here, unfortunately, because the vocals and lyrics leave a lot to be desired. The lyrics, especially, leave a lot to be desired, but the vocals aren’t half bad. What’s cool is that this band has three vocalists, and they sort of employ a Blink style of vocal delivery, where different members either trade vocals or take lead on a whole song. Each vocalist has a decent enough voice, and they all have good chemistry. They’re nothing special, though, and they’re generic pop-punk vocalists that you’ve heard a million times. They still get the job done, and they work with the hooks on this album. They won’t blow you away with their impressive range, or anything like that, but you’ll enjoy them for what they are if you’re not picky.

Unfortunately, it’s the lyrics that don’t work for me that well, because they’re the one that hasn’t been modernized. Well, sort of. There is modern slang found on here, such as “Situationship,” but the songs are all mainly about relationships (most often gone awry), and they don’t quite do anything different than their forbearers did. They’re just about how a girl is bad for them, or they’re bad for a girl, which is basically the usual stuff. Most of the time, the lyrics are usually decent, especially with songs like “Smash The Mirror,” “Clean My Room,” or “Remember Her Like That,” but there are some stinkers. “666 In The Morning,” for a glowing example, is a song about partying all night, but that hook is so annoying, and the lyrics are just as bad. The title track is another one, but a lot of these songs repeat the same ideas over and over.

It’s mainly just the same topics, including girls and relationships, but they do switch things up slightly with the thirty-second “Get Off” that’s very much in the Blink vein of very sexual and goofy songs. The joke is brief and crass, but it’s different subject matter, at least. The subject matter gets real old, and despite the hooks being so good, the lyrics just make them lose their appeal, and they aren’t as good as they could be. I’ve gone back to this a lot over the last week, but by the time it’s done, I don’t quite remember what I heard, minus a few moments. There is an EDM song at end of the album, which ends it on a memorable note, but the rest of this album ebbs and flows between being really catchy and generic. Overall, this album is pretty good, and it’s only 33 minutes, but I wish it were better and had more interesting lyrics. Nonetheless, if you love pop-punk, and want a good album to jam to during the summer, this should work nicely.

[spnae]

39 Couples Retreat

Saturday morning Buffy found herself walking down the stairs leading to Ruby’s basement bedroom, “Ruby? You down here?”

“Yeah! Even dressed in my own clothes and everything. Although, I’m thinking a shopping trip is in order… human me was sort of–” she frowned, holding up a lime-green top with a picture of a kitten wearing sunglasses on it, to show Buffy as she came into view. “Dunno if it’s really me anymore, do you?”

Buffy shrugged, “Depends on how much you like kittens and toxic green.”

“Yeah the green not so much,” she sighed, “ Anyway, what’s up?” she added, balling up the shirt and stuffing it back into the bag she had brought from her last visit to her parents house the day before.

“Giles thought you might be able to use one of his suitcases and I got a nice big thermos for you to keep blood in for your trip. Spike was threatening to eat stray sheep by the time we came up from Paris so I figured you might need it.” She plopped the suitcase down on the multicolored brocade duvet covering Ruby’s newly acquired full sized bed and sat down next to it.

“I can’t imagine being hungry enough to drain a sheep, didn’t you feed the guy?”

Buffy laughed, “Nah he ate before we left, he was just being dramatic. He’s gone a hell of a lot longer without feeding, although I don’t really recommend it if you can avoid it. You get hungry enough and just about any furry creature looks tasty from what I hear. Hence the thermos.”

“Noted. Thanks.”

“How goes the Rome packing?”

“I think I pretty much have everything laid out. I’m glad to have my own clothes, at least they fit nicely. Thanks for going over to my folks place with me.”

“I already told you it was no big.”

“It was nice having a Buffy-buffer with my parents, not to mention Sheena. Nothing like moving out the same week your baby sister gets home from hospital and then trying to explain this ‘business’ trip thing, yeah...”

“The timing is pretty sucky, but at least Sheena should be coming back to the castle to continue training soon.”

“That’ll be good I guess. When are you heading out?”

“After we get you and Willow on your way. We figure we can time our arrival with sundown if we do it that way. Faith and Callum almost have the van packed up. I wanted to take the train again but Callum says this will be faster.”

“Yeah, like half the time, that’d be about a 10 hour train ride, you’d be nuts. Kind of a no-brainer to take the van.”

Buffy rolled a shoulder, “I really enjoyed the train ride up from London. The room we had was surprisingly cozy.”

“I’m not so sure if I’m looking forward to this trip.”

“You should be fine. Giles has made all the necessary calls. Our sources say Kennedy has already landed in Australia. The Rome Slayers know you’re coming. Just stick with Willow, I have a feeling she is going to need you. I know Spike already talked to you—“

“I’m planning on sticking to your room while I’m there. I’m not in any hurry to jump into anything and after this I sure as hell don’t want to get her any more twisted up than she already is.”

“Good plan. I pretty much have all my personal stuff with me except for a few pictures, so you don’t really have to worry about much of my junk being in the way. Mostly just clothes. Oh and fair warning, between Andrew and my sister, be prepared to be talked into oblivion.”

“Chatty sister huhh? Luckily I have some experience with that.”

“Yeah, Dawn isn’t even the bad one, it’s Andrew.”

“Willow said he liked to tell stories.”

“Oh yeah… and he has a thing about me and Spike.”

“How so?”

“Not sure if he is just like a huge fan of our love or if he just has a big crush on Spike. There is definitely some hero worship going on there. Don’t be surprised if he drills you for information. He’s a weird little guy but he’s been a surprisingly good ally and he’s sort of the Watcher in charge down there so try not to kill him.”

Ruby laughed, “Sounds like a riot. I still can’t believe I’m doing this; going to Rome I mean.”

“Yup, lot’s of travel plans going on. Speaking of which, I really should go make sure Spike remembers to pack my favorite ax.”

“From what I know of him, I’d be surprised if he didn’t pack your top three favorite weapons plus snacks and chocolate.”

It was Buffy’s turn to laugh, “Yeah, he’s pretty great that way.”

Ruby pulled the suitcase over, opening it and started placing her belongings into it, “Yeah, well, I’d better get my crap packed before Willow starts to wonder what’s taking me so long.”

“I think she was just about done. She never did unpack really.” Buffy suddenly found herself staring at one of the brocade roses adorning the duvet cover.

“Buffy? Are you alright?”

She jerked her head up, “I just keep thinking I should have known what was going on. I should have seen something. I should have… I knew something was wrong. I knew she was keeping something from me. That something wasn’t quite right. I just– I thought it was something with Dawn or– I don’t know. I had so many crazy ideas about what she was hiding. I thought I knew what it was when she told me about this other stuff… and then… She had so many bombshells for me, but this one. This one I should have seen. I’m her best-friend, I should have known.”

Ruby moved a stack of neatly folded clothes into the suitcase and sat down, “Don’t do that.”

“What?”

Ruby shook her head, “Look, Willow and I had a long talk, and seriously, just don’t go there. She didn’t want anyone to see it.”

“That’s pretty much what Spike said too, but it really doesn’t help.”

“No, I suppose not, but you really do need to realize that Willow was hiding it all really well. I’m not blaming her for anything, but I am too grateful to you to allow you to blame yourself when she was going through such great lengths to do so.”

“I haven’t seen her in months. Heck, even when I was around, I wasn’t really around, because I was too busy with the wallowing and trying to fill the crater sized hole Spike left in my heart when he died. I should have known something else was wrong before it got this far— it’s just like last time except—“

“Stop it. That glamor wasn’t the only thing she did. She told me she also used that salve of hers and what she called a ‘chipper potion’, which I guess was really just some sort of herbal tea mood-booster so she seemed a lot happier than she really was. She put a lot of effort into hiding which means it wasn’t you being a bad friend. Actually, I’d say that the fact you even picked up on anything at all says the opposite.”

Buffy shook her head, “Maybe to a point— but it’s like last time, I’ve been so wrapped up in my own life that I’ve ignored the people who matter most in—“

“God. Yeah you and everyone else on the planet!”

“What?”

“Everyone does it at some point. Not that they try to, but let’s face it everyone gets wrapped up in their own head sometimes. Hard to live for everyone else when you got your own life. It’s not just you, so drop it. You know now and now is what matters. By the way, I’m pretty sure she probably would have just kept on hiding it if she didn’t feel safe here. A big part of that is you and the fact you offered her a new place to live. That made a difference.”

“You too.”

Ruby let out a mirthless laugh, “Maybe, maybe not. Pretty sure I was little more than a welcome distraction. I think the biggest reason I’m not just saying sod the whole thing is because I need to know how much of it is really her and how much was that blasted potion.”

“Considering I had no idea, I’d say not much. I’m pretty sure she likes you.”

“Yeah well, I don’t know if that matters at the moment. I’m really having second thoughts about this trip to be honest. Maybe I should be sticking close for Sheena. Maybe I—“

“Jetta is keeping an eye out for Sheena. I’m putting her and Ava in charge of the younger girls while we’re gone. It sort of works out now we only have 11 total, Ava and Jetta are just about ready to start Level 4 training so it’s good timing that way I guess.”

“Pftt, oh yeah, that’s better. Isn’t Jetta the one who gagged me? Great substitute for her actual sister.”

“No one is replacing you, you’ll be back before you know it. As for the gag, let’s be fair, you needed it. If she didn’t do it, someone else would have.”

Ruby gave a self-deprecating laugh, “I was a bit off my nut. Can you really blame me? Newly turned formerly-closeted lesbian, high on Slayer blood, gets thrown in with a bunch of hot Slayers? Like locking a starving child in a bakery and telling them they can’t sample the goodies.”

“You sound like Spike.”

Ruby raised an eyebrow and shrugged, “Maybe it’s a hereditary thing.”

“I don’t think it works like that for vamps,” Buffy suppressed a frown at the thought of Drusilla and Angel. “At least I seriously hope it doesn't. Anyway… you want me to tell Willow you’re just about ready? I bet she’s just waiting for the rest of us now.”

“Speaking of which, shouldn’t you be going too?”

“Yeah, I’m in charge of vamp-proofing the van.”

“Have fun. I’m still wondering how I’m going to manage this. I’ve got a reefer coat and a hoodie, but it’s going to look odd in August.”

“Your what?”

Ruby held up both garments, she shook one, “Hoodie” then the other, “Reefer coat, what’s confusing?”

Buffy laughed, “Ohh! Okay, we call that a peacoat where I’m from. Wow. Okay then.” Taking a deep breath she schooled her features, “Ah, yeah it’s a little weird in August but way better than getting all flamy.”

“And I thought sunburn was bad when I was alive.”

“Definitely puts a new spin on it doesn’t it?”

*********************

Callum drummed his fingers on the steering wheel while waiting for the traffic light to change. Being the only one of them to have ever been to Smoo Cave, Callum had volunteered to take over driving once they had gone about half way. The light changed and he continued, casting a glance to the passenger seat where Faith was curled up with her head resting on her knees. It didn’t surprise him since she only seemed to sleep when he had sufficiently worn her out, not that he’d complain.

He knew Faith was feeling guilty about not being at the castle when the shit had hit the fan. So much so, that he was doubly surprised when she had been the one to suggest going on this trip. He knew the only reason she did was likely because of the spell work Willow had preformed to strengthen the castle’s defense and the fact that Giles wasn’t alone.

He wasn’t entirely sure what to make of Xander yet. He figured he was easy enough to get along with and despite talking and often acting like a buffoon, he had a surprisingly extensive knowledge about the supernatural and a work ethic he could certainly respect. They had been working well together on the duplex which Angus was happy about because it meant extra hands on the project. Angus’s wife was due to give birth to their fourth child in a matter of weeks and Angus had been determined to get as much of the work finished as he was able to before the baby came and he planned to take some time off to be with his family. Angus and Callum had already asked Xander if he’d like to help Callum out with odd jobs and even bartending at The White Rabbit while Angus was out and he accepted.

He reached up to adjust the rearview mirror to see into the backseat where he could clearly see Buffy watching the scenery as she gazed out through a small opening in the cardboard she had put up for Spike’s protection. It was still light out but it wouldn’t be for much longer.

“What happened to Spike?”

“Sleeping.”

Callum raised a questioning eyebrow, “Back with the luggage?”

Buffy almost said something rude but then remembered that despite being in the castle as much as he had been lately, Callum was still getting used to certain facts about vampires. “He’s here, you just can’t see him in the mirror,” she said absently as she stroked the hair back from Spike’s forehead. In direct contrast with Faith, Spike was stretched out on the bench seat with his head in her lap and one arm flung up over her knees.

“Any idea how much longer it is until we get there?”

“Starting to see signs for the caves now, we’re making good time, should still get to the B&B just about sundown.”

Spike shifted, rolling his head in her lap nuzzling his face into her stomach.”Nice try, I know you’re awake.”

Spike let out a low grumble and pulled himself up to sit next to her. “I miss anything exciting?”

“Some nice views, but mostly just sheep.”

“A few of those around,” he scrubbed a hand over his face and looked around, spotting Faith still asleep, “See I’m not the only one to fancy a kip.”

“She hasn’t been sleeping well,” Callum said, glancing over at his girlfriend.

“Think we can all relate to that.” Buffy grouched.

“Tired, Pet?”

“Of being in this van, much of the yes.”

“I see it just up ahead here,” Callum responded, turning onto the road leading to a large white Inn turned into a B & B. Moments later he pulled the van into a shaded spot and reached a firm but gentle hand over to rouse Faith. The four of them filed out of the van, stretching and grabbing their luggage.

Inside, the space was bright and cheerful. Flowers in vases dotted around adding pops of color. The furniture was the comfortable sort often found in such cozy places and lent a very welcoming feeling to the space. Just the sort of place Spike would have loved to ransack only a few short years ago. Painting the pristine white walls and polished surfaces red with the blood of the graying gentleman behind the counter. “Good evening, welcome! Do you have reservations?”

As things stood now however, Spike simply gave him his most winsome smile, “Sure have. Under Summers and Ross,” he added, jerking his head towards the couple with them.

The old man skimmed a finger through an old fashioned ledger, “Ahh yes, here we are. Just sign here if you please and we’ll get you all settled in for the night. I’m Mr. Lewis. I’m afraid you’ve missed dinner, however I’m sure the wife would be happy to arrange a fruit and cheese plate for you if you’d like.”

“Yes please,” Buffy answered.

“Yeah, I think we’ll take some of that action,” Faith drawled.

Upstairs, Callum slipped the two bags he carried into the room the old man unlocked for him. His eyes widening slightly when one of the bags made a suspicious clanging sound as the weapons within made their presence known.

Spike rolled his eyes and invented wildly, “Either you accidentally grabbed one of your tool bags for work or you two have a much more exciting weekend planned than I thought.”

“Don’t threaten us with a good time unless you’re prepared to see it through there, Spikey,” Faith teased.

“Why Faith, I’m flattered. I had no idea,” He drawled in mock surprise.

Callum snorted a laugh and brushed past them both with the bag in hand, “I’ll just take these tools back out then shall I? Think you can behave yourselves for that long?”

“Scouts honor, Mate. Don’t think the Mrs. would care for it much anyway,” Spike winked.

Buffy had to take pity on poor Mr. Lewis, who had gone slightly red in the face, “Oh my god guys, save the jokes. Let’s just get settled in.”

Spike took her hand, “Right, Pet, maybe we can go for a walk or something before we turn in.”

Apparently the idea of something so mundane snapped Mr. Lewis out of his shock and he hastily unlocked the door to their room, handing Spike the key, “The rooms in this hall share the bath at the end, just there. Please remember to be courteous.”

“Wouldn’t dream of being anything but.”

He hesitated, “Well I’ll just leave you to it. I’ll have someone bring up the fruit and cheese if you like, or I can bring it to you in the great room with a bottle of wine.”

“The great room would be just fine, thank you.” Buffy replied before Faith or Spike could disturb the poor man’s delicate sensibilities any further.

Buffy felt herself relax almost instantly as they entered their room. It was done up in cozy dark woods, pale gray walls and a dark blue bedspread which she immediately flopped down on. “Yeah, I kinda love this room. Maybe we should do something like this for our bedroom.”

Spike pursed his lips as he laid their luggage down on a cushioned bench at the foot of the bed, “Think I’m partial to the metal sort of bed frame. Like the one you had back in Sunnyhell, perhaps not white though.”

Buffy raised an eyebrow, “That bedframe squeaked.”

He stalked over to her and lowered himself down with his arms, bracing himself up over her with a wicked grin, “So do you.”

“You just want me to tie you up and chain you down.”

“Can go both ways,” he murmured as he sank down to kiss her with raw need.

After a long moment he relented, leaving Buffy breathing hard and squirming beneath him. “Black metal bed frame it is, you win. I’ll make it work.”

He smirked, backing up and off of her. He extended a hand to pull her up, “Well, at least we have that very important detail decided on. Now we just have to talk about the blasted backsplash and bathroom tile, paint vs wallpaper and all that rot.”

Buffy let out a petulant little huff, “I know I want our place to be on the cozy side.”

“Obviously.”

“I’m thinking sort of a light meets dark kind of thing.”

“Just like us.”

“Just like us,” she repeated as she pulled him into another kiss.

Just then there was a knock at the door, “You two coming down?” Faith asked. The words were barely out of her mouth before Buffy was at the door, with Spike at her heels. “You’re really excited about the whole wine and cheese thing huh?” Faith smirked at Buffy.

“That and I’m curious about the cave.”

“I’m telling you right now B, I’m not sure if I really want to go in there tonight. I say the three of us day-walkers check it out in the daytime, do a little recon and then if we need to go back at night then Spikey can join us.”

“Where’s your sense of adventure? Do the recon tonight, get it out of the way. Take the sword, find ‘The Pit of Despair’, all that.”

“Am I supposed to know what that means?”

“You’ve never seen ‘The Princess Bride’?”

“Don’t do chick flicks.”

Spike gaped at her, “Bloody hell woman, shows what you know. Help me out here, Goldilocks.”

“He’s right, it’s a classic. Little bit of everything including rats of unusual size and a lovable giant.”

“Sounds weird.”

“You sure you shouldn’t be shacking up with the great-forehead?”

“Big no. What does that have to do with a movie anyway?” Faith huffed, clearly agitated.

Buffy shot her a questioning look, “Are you alright?”

Faith rolled her shoulders and straightened up, “I’m fine, just… can’t seem to unwind. Kinda just want to take it easy tonight. This place is freaking me out a little too. Too bright and cheery, and quiet, it’s just weird.”

“All the more reason to hit the cave tonight. With any luck maybe there’ll be some nasty for us to take down.” He paused looking around as they came down the stairs, “Didn’t think the quiet was so bad.”

“Think I’m just used to the castle. Got to get my head around not being there with the girls and their constant hullabaloo.”

“Now there’s a word for it,” Spike grumbled, “Rather prefer the quiet myself.”

“Which is why we need to talk about how we want to do our half of the duplex,” Buffy was saying as they turned the corner into the great room where Callum was waiting for them.

“Told you my mum would be keen to help you out with that. Going to have to start making decisions about the tile and bathroom fixtures and what-all real soon too because we’re going to need to get started now we got most of the structural stuff under control. Angus was overseeing the roof work this weekend so the fireplace shouldn’t be giving you any more grief.”

“Spike and I just started talking about that. Trying to get back to something looking even remotely like normal after everything.”

Faith made a guttural sound and gulped down a glass of wine, “Weren’t you the ones who told me there was no such thing as normal for a Slayer?”

“Don’t think we put it quite like that, Doe-eyes. Buffy just means normal for us. Despite all the crazy shit this life throws at us, Buffy and I agree we need a nice cozy place to retreat to in our down time.”

“My mum can certainly help you with that.”

“She did his place, it’s really nice Buff.” Faith said as she leaned up against Callum.

“What do you say, Lass, have them over for dinner one night, start to reclaim some normal of our own? Barely remember what my flat looks like, good thing I don’t have any pets.” He joked.

Faith took a deep breath and refilled her wine gesturing towards Buffy with the bottle. Buffy slid a glass towards her. After filling her glass, Faith sat back in her seat eyeing Callum. “You don’t like staying with me at the castle?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“But it’s what you mean isn’t it?”

“You know I want to be wherever you are. I just mean that it might be nice if we could occasionally stay somewhere where I don’t have to pull on a pair of pants every time I have to go to the loo, is all.”

“Heaven forbid one should sleep in the nude without locking the damn door with all the Slayerettes around, that’s for sure,” Spike seconded, “Be right nice to have our own private bath too.”

Buffy was glad the conversation seemed to be coming back around, “Yeah, alright, I wouldn’t mind taking a look at your place, Callum, then we can think about meeting with your mom. Is there anything you absolutely have to have a decision on within the next week or so?”

“Angus would like to have at least one if not both of the suites finished before the baby comes. He knows I can handle the kitchen and Xander seems to be able to do just about any of the carpentry I set him to. He did a particularly good job on the windows.”

“Oh yeah, Xan has lots of practice with windows, doors… walls… yeah, I’ve kept him busy the last few years.”

They talked a little longer until they had had their fill of fresh fruit, a variety of cheeses, and crackers. Buffy was feeling surprisingly content by the time they made it outside and headed towards the cave.

***************************

The path leading down was steep and rocky. Buffy was grateful she, Faith, and Spike had listened to Callum’s warnings about footwear and opted for waterproof hiking boots. It was clear they would need them. Spike was far less concerned about having proper footwear but had acquiesced for her benefit.

Even in the relative darkness of the evening the mouth of the cave was visible and imposing in the sliver of moonlight shining above them. A gaping maw in the darkness. Buffy was overcome with the sheer size of the cave entrance alone; she figured that it had to be at least 50 feet high and nearly three times as wide.

“Holy crap,” she breathed.

Callum chuckled, “Told you it was big.”

“Yeah but… Holy crap… That's huge, massive… that's seriously the biggest one I’ve ever seen.”

“I’ve heard that before.” Callum smirked.

Faith barked out a laugh and Spike snorted, “Out of context a bloke might be offended, Love.”

Buffy looked over to him, her mind still focused on the cave when she realized what was so funny, “Oh my god, Spike!” She squeaked, making him laugh again.

“Good thing I’m nice and secure in my manhood.”

Callum was still chuckling, “Pretty sure it's the largest sea cave in Scotland if I remember correctly.”

“Oh I’d believe it,” Faith said coolly, “Kidding aside, this thing really is a beast.”

Inside the cave Spike held out a hand to Buffy, “You got a torch in that bag of yours, Pet?”

She dug in her shoulder bag a moment, pulling it out and handing it to him. Spike flicked it on, illuminating the space and the smooth pebbles they were walking on until they came to a long footbridge, half of which was covered with a roof situated directly under a large natural hole in the ceiling of the cave where moonlight was currently coming in.

“See now, this is what I’m talking about. We should build something like this going from the house to the castle, be perfect.”

“You’ll have to take that up with our contractor, I already told you what I thought about it. We already have enough going into this project. Yeah it might be a great long term goal but right now, it’s just not in the budget.”

Callum chuckled, “I’ll just keep adding onto my to-do list.”

“Yeah well I’m handing over my paycheck to you aint I?”

“Hey now, I–”

“Let me stop you. I’m just saying, Buffy’s still paying for the apartment in Rome and what not, so yeah I might as well just have Giles make my paycheck out to you at this point, Cal,” Spike grumbled.

“Supplies cost money too, man.”

“I know you’re right, and I ain't got any complaints ‘bout the work you been doin’. Like what I see so far. Money well spent if it gives my lady her dream home.” he said as he watched the waterfall cascade through the cave.

“You could always lend a hand too.”

“Got some welding you need help with? Not exactly sure where I'd be handy.”

“You’re not bad at decorating, Babe.”

“Very funny, Slayer. Again, glad I’m secure in my masculinity.”

“That’s never really been my strong suit. It’s why I had my mum do mine.”

“Spike’s old place was really kinda nice considering it was all stuff he found at the dump.”

“Not all of it was from the dump, and its a bit hard for me to go into shops, daylight hours tend to cut into my availability. She can have a stab at ours too so long as she knows Buffy and I have our own style. Might be the only thing I can help with. Carpentry ain’t really my thing. Keeping carpenters and window manufacturers in business might be more my expertise.”

Callum laughed, “Can teach you how to do tile. That’s a time consuming pain in the arse. You’d cut down on my hours a bit with that.”

“Don’t mind padding my resume, granted it’s usually with new and interesting ways to kill demons but I’ll give it a shot.” He shrugged non-committedly.

Faith suddenly grabbed Spike’s hand, directing the flash light to a point several yards in front of them, “What’s that up there?”

Callum looked ahead where Faith was pointing, “Oh yeah, they use those rafts for tours. The cave goes back pretty far but it’s almost all water the further back you go up to a certain point and then you can sort of walk around a bit.”

Buffy pulled open the weapons bag, “Party favors for everyone,” she said, handing out weapons. She hesitated on Lancelot’s sword, “Callum, you want the honors?”

“What do you want me to do with it?”

“Pointy end goes in the bad guy.”

Callum rolled his eyes, “Got that bit. Been sparing with the lady a bit in our down time. She’s been showing me around the weapons cabinet. I ment in regards to finding this lock we’re looking for. Not like we even know what we’re going to find. Can’t just say ‘Lead me to the man in black,’ now can I?”

“See Faith, even your boy here quotes ‘The Princess Bride’.”

“Great, I’m the one person who hasn’t seen this thing.”

“Gonna have to have a movie night.”

“Save it, let’s get our adventure on.”

The four of them continued on in one of the rafts reserved for cave tours. There was recessed lighting in this section of the cave which ran on solar power and seemed to be motion activated so they didn’t need to rely on the flashlight as much. Aside from the waterfall it was eerily quiet in the cave. The sword did absolutely nothing until they finally reached the back of the cave.

Buffy gripped Spike’s hand for stability as she jumped out of the raft and into a narrow rockledge. He threw her a rope, “See if you can secure that someplace, Pet.”

“Eh, give me a sec.”

Buffy was still looking around when the sword in Callum’s hand suddenly twisted, turning towards a relatively flat section of wall several yards ahead of them.

“You lot jump out.”

Faith and Callum scrambled to shore while Buffy held the raft in place, “Spike, there’s a ring in the wall over there, do you think you can manage.”

“Yeah, I’ll take care of this bloody thing. You go on. He’s going full steam ahead, best keep an eye on Sir Galahad there.”

Callum was indeed leading the way or rather the sword was. Faith stuck close behind him with an ax in one hand and a stake in the other, just in case. Buffy caught up to them a moment later.

“Well what do I do now?” Callum asked just as the sword tip collided violently into the wall of the cave. The words were barely out of his mouth before the stonewall melted away into a large archway revealing what appeared to be a quaint forest clearing with a lovely cottage and a few chickens and goats milling around.

“Bloody hell.” Callum swore under his breath as Faith came up to his side.

“Sweet little set up, think we’ll find Goldilocks and the three bears?”

“Don’t let your guard down.”

A moment later a woman in a medieval style dress and very long light brown hair came out of the cottage and into the open. She was young and pretty close to Buffy and Faith‘s age, maybe a little older but not by much, “Greetings visitors. How pray tell, do you come by my husband’s sword?”

The three of them were speechless for a moment before Buffy found her voice. “Hi there. I’m Buffy, this is Faith and Callum. Did you say it was your husband’s?”

“Sir Launcelot?” Callum spluttered suddenly, he seemed a little star struck.

“You know him? Did he send you to me?”

“Humm, no. In fact he—“

Her face fell. “He is dead isn’t he? I feared he was long ago. Time is such a strange thing when it loses all meaning. Oh my poor Launcelot.” Her voice was sad, but not tearful. Certainly not the way one would expect a grieving widow to sound. It was an odd statement, Buffy was already starting to feel like there was something very off about her but she wasn’t sure what.

“Ahh, yeah. I bet. What is this place? Who are you lady?” Faith asked.

“I? I am Lady Guinevere, former Queen of Camelot.”

[twdgkidsdeservebetter]

Total Drama Rating Part 1

Getting back into my Total Drama arc because I love the show and decided I’m going to rate every character in the show because I can. These are based on their actions and impressions based on each season they were in. 

First, Total Drama Island. 

Beth,  5/10 “I personally didn’t really like Beth in the beginning, or atleast wasn’t too invested in her character. It wasn’t until later when she stood up to Heather and started to become her own person is when I started to enjoy her character. The way she got the boot was sad, cause they believed that she cursed the team and was chosen to be booted instead of using the opportunity to vote off Heather.” Gwen, 10/10 “I honestly have too admit that I believe Island is Gwen’s best season - not to say she was bad in the rest of the seasons, but Island was definitely her best. I really enjoyed her character throughout the season and definitely believed she deserved the win. Plus her getting revenge on Heather in the end was awesome.” Dj, 6/10 “I liked Dj in this season. He was one of the guys who were actively bullying Harold and wasn’t a huge cry baby (like later seasons). I noticed that he hardly had any lines in some episodes, if any at all, which is sad. His friendship with Geoff and bunny was really nice to watch.” Lindsay, 8/10 “I love Lindsay. Even though the episodes she was in before her elimination was basically just Heather walking all over her, she had her good moments. I love that she finally stood up to Heather, even though she got the boot in the end. That episode suuucked, she did not deserve to go home like that.” Izzy, 9/10 “I absolutely love Izzy in this season. She was nuts. Her relationship with Owen was super cute to watch and her friendship with Leshawna always made me laugh. Love that she was considered a fan favourite and returned to the island.”

Harold, 5/10 “Can’t say much about Harold. I can honestly not remember a lot about him in Island. I remember him being dragged about his briefs by Duncan and the guys. As a kid I was upset with him that he got Courtney (my favourite character at the time) booted, but now that I’m older, I’m mature enough to see that Duncan got what he deserved. Plus his beat boxing in the talent show was cool.”

Bridgette, 6/10 “I liked Bridgette, she was nice. Her relationship with Geoff was nice. Still don’t understand the choice to make Bridgette cheer for Owen in the end even though she was like besties with Gwen, made zero sense. Also the votes of elimination didn’t really make sense, but I also thought that she served her time on the island.” Cody, 4/10 “His fascination with Gwen was really weird to me as a kid, and even now, I still find it weird and creepy. TBH I can’t really remember anything about Cody besides his final episode where he got the shit beat out of him by a bear and when he helped Gwen with Trent, even though he had a crush on her, so that was nice.” Courtney, 10/10 “Loved Courtney in Island. This was her nice arc. She a lot less bitchy than she is in later seasons, but I still like her. I was so sad when she got booted out, cause I loved Duncney (now I’m indifferent) and they were just starting to become a thing.”

Duncan, 10/10 “Love Duncan. I love this season because Duncan really played into his stereotype (The Juvenile Delinquent). I loved his relationship with Courtney and his friendship with Owen. Too bad it kinda went down the crapper when he got booted cause of cinnamon rolls.” Eva, 4/10 “Was gonna rate her a 3, cause she got eliminated 2nd. But than I remembered that she literally walked into a box with the sasquatch and came out unscathed, wearing his fur as a hat and a pair of boots. So that was pretty sick. I like how they bought her back to cause drama, even though it didn’t make alot of sense, cause Eva wanted to get revenge on the team, even though there were other members of the former team still on the island. (Geoff, Dj)”

Ezekiel, 1/10 “Sexist.”

Geoff, 10/10 “I love Geoff in this season. I gotta say, it’s his best one. I choose not to acknowledge TRR, but I know he wins in that one so that’s cool. I like Gidgette, but I would’ve preferred the OG Gweoff. I really liked their episode together, even though he got booted. Kinda sad that he didn’t root for her to win in the end, but I know he’s the party guy and Owen promised a party.”

Heather, 10/10 “The Queen Bee. She ruled this season. She managed to manipulate her way into the top 3. Definitely got what she deserved though.”

Doing the rest soon, later, probably. :)

[the-hem]

From The Perfect Series. 7.0 The Preceptor.

7.0  The Preceptor: Unborn, Free, In His Own Glory. From the Nirvana Upanishad.

The Paramahamsa: I am He. 

The mendicant monks who wear marks of renunciation inwardly. [They are the ascetics entitled to study this Upanishad.]

(They are) the protectors of the field in which I-ness (indicative of the separateness of the Self) is destroyed.

Their settled conclusion is partless like ether.

 (Their heart) is the river of immortal waves.

(Their heart) is imperishable and unconditioned.

(Their preceptor) is the (realized) sage free from doubts.

Eastern scriptures tell us we are God and He is us and this is not true, was never meant to be true. You are you, just the way you were made and how you want to be. 

People get very angry at me for saying so, but you really can do what you want.  No matter what you’re told, you’re going to anyway, so rather than take position for or against anything, I explain the Self. 

Because of Self, the Holy Spirit, we have many opportunities to figure out if our life choices were correct or not. All you have to do is pay attention and the world will communicate its impressions of your behavior quite clearly. Self provides Sentient Solutions to troublesome behaviors should their karmas be insufficient. Renunciation of the root causes of karmas, habits or biases towards certain kinds of thinking and behaving kick starts Sentience. 

Renunciation (v.2) is not renunciation of the outer world or the “fruits of our actions” or desire or the suffering that comes from desire. Renunciation is a conscious decision to give up being a spoiled little baby, grow up and face the world you live in, one that you help make, unmake and participate in. 

Renunciation takes bravery because we are battered by the Forces of Darkness that tell us to hide from being a grown up: Don’t be sexy, don’t be a woman, don’t be a gay fag, don’t wear the clothes you want, don’t be black, don’t be poor, don’t, don’t, don’t...all of these false ideas which readily fail the litmus test of clear perception have to be renounced and comfort with how things really are must become comfortable: 

“Those we call sages, aka adults, settle into a life that is not disturbed by false ideas.” (v. 3.)

Here is one to get you razzled and dazzled: Do you like to watch porn or even make it? I’m not a huge fan of either one, honestly, I’m not, but I think porn stars and porn, in their place, serve an important role in the lives of people that enjoy them. Do you feel a little wiggle in your stomach? That’s because we have demonized pornography...which does not kill.

Bun guns which do kill are still okay, I’m sure you felt not one tinge of anxiety over that, but porn makes us go totally nuts. 

We seem to experience not one bit of Nirvana watching other people (our ourselves) bangin’ it, but our society is completely comfortable with the idea of a gun doing it.

v. 7 and 8 say we have to quell the conditions in our hearts and minds that cause us to get all pissed off and want to climb up to a moral high ground instead of being a little fucking quiet for a minute and sorting things out. 

Freedom from doubt is Stillness. 

 I’d rather the world see me naked with another person (which you won’t) than watch me shoot someone with a gun. I have made these decisions as an adult and they give me quite a lot of confidence with how I live my life. 

Confidence, conscience, freedom from doubt are Nirvana, they are signs our unborn souls, our Preceptors are coming into their own glory. We will keep fanning them to greater levels of brightness as we continue to study the Perfect Series. 

[leonhardt-simp]

AOT girls + Hange reacting to ‘deez nuts’ jokes.

[modern AU]

this isn’t a request but it’s funny so, here you go as my first post. Requests are open ! reblogs are okay ! this is a repost since I moved acc !

cw/ kind of suggestive on yelena’s

Annie Leonhardt: She would look at you with a whole lot of judgment for making such a joke in the first place. Expect a light punch in the arm or a pillow thrown to your face after said joke.

“what do you want to eat?” Annie asked, looking down at her phone as she proceeded to scroll through her phone. You both had been out all day and had both arrived at her house bit late.

Just as you were gonna answer, you suddenly had a grand thought come to mind.

you moved your body back to rest against the back of the couch, crossing your arms over your chest as you let out a light hum.

“hmm, how about DN?” you smiled at her, her expression suddenly turning into one of confusion as she looked up from her phone.

“what’s DN?”

“DEEZ NUTS ! HAH !” You laughed in victory.

Annie wouldn’t even respond. She just looked at you, her eyes squinting and eyebrows furrowed down.

She even tilted her head a bit, trying to understand how the joke was funny.

“Really-?”

“Sheesh, tough crowd.”

Mikasa Ackerman: she would be genuinely confused at first because she didn’t understand who candice was. poor girl would actually think someone named candice was an actual person in your life. you would have to explain the joke.

Mikasa and you both would be hanging out at the library with connie and sasha when the opportunity had risen.

Connie had been joking around with you and sasha as Mikasa had been studying with the small chaos, using it a background noise.

it was actually also Connie telling you to make the joke in the first place, he had been getting everyone else with it but he hadn’t had the opportunity to catch mikasa off guard yet.

So, you did. “Mikasa.” you leaned over to her side, Connie and Sasha were already laughing and giggling like idiots across the table.

“hmm?” she asked, looking up from her laptop and over to you with a the most genuine expression. “what is it?”

You couldn’t back down yet !

“Do you know candice?” Her expression faltered a bit and look a bit confused.

“You never spoke of a candice to me before- Who’s candice?-“

“CANDICE DIC-“

“Lower your voice-“ Mikasa would interrupt you, your confidence almost instantly dissipating in the little pause between you both.

“Now, who’s Candice-? Is she someone from your class-?”

Connie and Sasha bursted out into laughter when the joke couldn’t even come out of your mouth. How could you continue now?

Sasha Braus: You can’t outplay her in these jokes, she knows them like the back of her hand. She always manages to flip the joke onto you. almost always ends up with her laughing at you.

You both had gone to go out to eat so you both had been just sitting in her truck, her hand resting in yours as you both waited in the drive-thru line.

You had been trying for a good minute to catch her in these jokes. It’s not like you would do it all the time but, you knew you were getting close to getting her back. So you found your chance.

Casually, you began to start up on another conversation. hoping, you could catch her finally.

“Sasha, You never really did tell me. Do you prefer tapes or cds?” you asked as you turned to her, playing with the wristbands she wore. Sasha didn’t take the bait.

“Oh? I thought I told you on our first date. Remember? I even told you I was huge fan of D.” She responded casually.

This was what suddenly caught you off guard.

“I never even heard of a singer named Dee-“

“DEEZ NUTS”

“god fucking damn it, sasha-“

Historia Reiss: She would just let out the biggest groan and just be like “Reaaaaally?” it’s funny. She later try to get you back but she would fumble on her joke and say it wrong. Eventually, she would get frustrated and just go “Man, whatever-“

it was an easy opportunity with Historia, especially now. She was more focused on playing animal crossing than anything else really at the moment.

She was resting comfortably in between your legs, the back of her head just resting against your abdomen as she ran around her virtual island.

“Hisu.” You couldn’t help but start laughing at your girlfriend’s impending doom.

Her hand movements paused slightly to tilt her head up to look at you. “hmm?”

“I heard you had a little crush on Venessa Paradis?” you questioned.

“I- what-?” Historia immediately sat up at the sudden accusation. “who the hell said that? who the fuck is Vanessa?”

“Pair a deez nuts !” You caught her and with that, you suddenly got a pillow to the face.

“REALLY? THAT’S LIKE THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK-“

“YOU SHOULD’VE LEARNED FROM YOUR MISTAKES, DARLING-“

Ymir: Ymir doesn’t even give you the satisfaction of even answering questions. it’s usually gonna be like “If it’s another deez nuts joke, I swear-“ sometimes she will just tease you for the fact you still make those jokes.

Ymir often took you out for lil drives at night, since usually during exam season you both barely get to see each other. Just some light music playing and you both just enjoying each other’s company.

Of course, though during your usual catch-up conversations. You decided to pull another joke on her.

“Connie has been telling me you’ve been into imagine dragons lately? what’s up with that?” you questioned.

Ymir just looked at you, she let her lips press together in a little thin line as she just let the silence grow between you. she just looked at you as if you already knew the answer.

“you know, I’ve laughed at funnier jokes hisu’s niece had told me.” she said, looking back at the road ahead.

“low blow, ymir.”

“blow on deez nuts.”

“YMIR-!”

Pieck Finger: She just kinda looks at you with a lil doe eyes. Sometimes she conflicted between saying “wow, you really said that.” and “wow, that was actually kind of a good one.” isn’t one to ruin your fun but doesn’t mean she can’t judge.

Pieck had just gotten out from her exhausting classes. She wanted nothing more than to just visit you and lay on you, let you just hold her as she napped for a bit of the day.

When she had arrived to your dorm, you could easily see that the day had taken a toll on her energy.

After tossing her bag to the ground, Pieck made her way on over to your side of the dorm room and crawled onto your bed to take her spot on top of you.

“Pieck, my love, darling. move a bit, I’m watching the Yankees vs Expoz game.” You asked, finding a more comfortable position. You would let your hand rest on Pieck’s lower back as your eyes turned back to the small tv you had.

Pieck’s head lifted up to look at the tv, somewhat interested. “Who are the Expoz?”

“EXPOZ DEEZ NUTS.” Without saying, she would just get off of you and go take her nap with her back turned to you.

“I- babe I’m joking-“

“nope- lost your chance.”

Yelena: Yelena doesn’t really care for these kinds of jokes. Sometimes they will just kinda fly over her head or she will just roll her eyes and continue on with what she was saying or doing.

Yelena and you had been getting both getting ready for a small gathering that she wanted to go to. Just her, you and some friends. It was to celebrate for finishing off exam season strong or something like that.

“Do you think this top would look nice with these pants?” she asked, holding up a white and blue stripped button up and some black pants.

“it’s just casual wear, right? then definitely, but make sure you don’t leave it unbuttoned like you usually do. I’m tired of seeing waitress ladies look at you.” You answered. You stepped closer to her, letting your arms wrap around her waist.

“Ah- is that jealousy I hear in your tone, babe?” she asked, her tone teasing as she leaned down to gently press her lips against the corner of your mouth.

“I don’t know, maybe it’s Ligma.”

“Well, whatever it is. I kind of like how it looks on your face.” she whispered against your lips, her hand dropping the button up onto her bathroom counter before letting it hold your jaw.

“I- ahaha- We have a gathering to go to, love.”

“hmm.. we have some time before then.”

Hange Zoë: They finds them absolutely hilarious. Kinda like Sasha, sometimes they will turn the joke onto you. Won’t actively make them but they will catch you sometimes.

You both were at the grocery store. Hange had a always had grown into a habit of forgetting to buy groceries so, when you came over to their house and saw that their fridge was borderline empty- you had to pull them to do some shopping.

“Ah- WHY IS MILK SO EXPENSIVE NOWADAYS?” They would groan out loud as you stayed by the grocery cart.

You watched them come back with a gallon, putting it in the cart with the other produce you both had gathered.

You knew hange didn’t like shopping so, to lighten the mood, you decided to joke around with them a bit.

“Milk is expensive but have you seen the price of fermented succondese?” you asked, leaning on the bar of the cart.

“What the hell is that?”

“SUCK ON DEEZ NUTZ !”

It was always pleasant to see Hange’s face go from surprised to laughing after the joke finally processed through their brain.

“AHAHAHAHA, THAT’S A GOOD ONE, Y/N. HAVE YOU HEARD THE ONE ABOUT GOBLINS THOUGH?”

[tastesoftamriel]

Hello again, Talviel! Today I come to you with not a logistical question, but simply;

What are the best "food on a stick, cooked over an open fire" dishes you've come across in your travels? It's one of my favorite ways to eat, so I'd love to hear about some interesting new things I could try!

Radiant regards,

Rowan Redmane

Dear Rowan,

Luckily for you, there is quite an array of foods on sticks across Tamriel, as everyone enjoys the portability of skewer snacks (also good for  impaling skeevers when you're done). These are few of my favourites!

Altmer

While eating with your hands is generally frowned upon in Summerset, sticking your food onto a skewer is a good way to avoid greasing your fingers while still maintaining that carefully crafted air of casual dining. However, there aren't particularly any fire/stick dishes that really stand out in Altmeri cuisine compared to the other races, as it's really not the preferred dining format. I really love a type of sweet, cherry blossom-infused chilled rice cake that's stuffed with creamy centres with flavours like black sesame, almonds, and red bean paste. It's a delicious dessert on the go, but it is very chewy, so try not to run while eating...

Argonians

If there's one race that's a master of the skewer, it's definitely the Argonians. From frog legs to seafood and stuffed flowers, nothing beats a good barbecue in Black Marsh. I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised by a witchetty grub and cricket skewer I had in Lilmoth recently, which were cooked over a coal grill after a good marinade in chili paste. The insects were seasoned with a delicious mix of local spices, and packed the right amount of crunch while still being tender and flavourful.

Bosmer

Skewers in Valenwood are generally made from metal or bone, as dead wood makes for brittle sticks. I am slightly obsessed with the goat meat satay from Marbruk, which packs loads of flavour from local seasonings like torchbug treacle sauce and pork scratching salt. The meat is perfectly charred on the outside, juicy inside, and very flavourful.

Bretons

The Bretons make one of my favourite childhood desserts: doughnuts on sticks. I'm not talking about those grotesque, giant things with holes in them when I say doughnuts- these are small round beauties that are sometimes stuffed with things like chocolate or jam before deep frying. They're then dusted with cinnamon sugar, and stacked six per stick. So simple, but so delightfully fluffy!

Dunmer

Since the Argonians made the list with bugs on sticks, I'm going to try something a little same-same-but-different for the Dark Elves. I personally really enjoy kwama egg bites, which are bits of boiled kwama egg that's dipped into a nix-hound meat batter and cooked in a pan until crisp. They're usually drizzled with saltrice vinegar, a bit of melted scuttle, and topped with crispy hackle-lo nori.

Imperials

Coastal Cyrodiil is home to some of the best seafood in all of Tamriel, and it invariably got put on sticks. I really love a plain old seafood skewer with the freshest king prawns, swordfish, scallops, and squid. What sets it apart, though, is the final dressing of a spicy-sweet lemon barbecue sauce and a dash of smoked powdered deer penis for flavour. What? It's traditional 3E Cyrodiilic cuisine!

Khajiit

Elsweyr is one of my favourite places to eat, because every meal from finger-foods to opulent banquets are always perfectly balanced perfection. I'm a huge fan of the fresh, hot egg waffles that come on sticks with a gooey moon sugar syrup dip. The waffles are bubble-shaped, with a crispy exterior and a fluffy, sweet centre. While I love my Breton doughnuts, Khajiiti egg waffles are a very close second.

Nords

Everyone knows about the honey nut treat, but nobody pays attention to poor old fried rabbit meatballs these days! Seasoned rabbit mince is shaped into small balls and skewered, before being fried in lard until golden brown on the outside. It doesn't sound like much, but visit The Bee and Barb for a taste of this true Skyrim snack (even more authentic with a snowberry dipping sauce)!

Orcs

Were you expecting me to say meat, or radishes? Surprise, it's both! At a recent visit to Dushnikh Yal, they'd just broken out the previous year's durzog-and-echatere sausage, which we cooked on sticks over a fire along with radishes and sweet potatoes. I could have said "grilled pears on sticks for dessert", which we did indeed have, but where's the excitement in that unless someone's pear catches fire?

Redguards

No, I'm not going to suggest goat again. Instead, I'm going to rave about the amazing king crab and mantis shrimp skewers I had in Stros M'Kai recently, which were grilled over a coconut-coal fire, giving the seafood a truly delightful aroma. The seafood was cooked in their shells on sharp metal skewers, and came with a coriander and calamansi lime salsa for dipping. Truly mouthwatering stuff.

[helenazbmrskai]

Fuckboy Training 1

Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 5 (end) 

Pairing – Gym Instructor! Jungkook x OC

Genre – College AU, Fuckboy AU, Gym Club AU, Boxing AU, Sport AU, Enemies To Lovers, Smut, Angst

Summary – [There’s a fitness club at your University run by the seven most popular kids in school, girls usually come in long lines the unwritten rule is you can get free exercise after training if you know what I mean *wink*]

Warnings – fuckboys, semi-slow burn, mention of sex, mutual pining, jealous oc, exercise (yuk), bantering, sexual tension, jk is a lil’ shit here but we love him

Word Count – (6,6k)

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⤷ Part of Bangtan Gym Club

Sweat drips down on the side of my temple I'm glad at least I was smart enough to arrange my hair into a bun so the long curls don't stick to the skin on my back but maybe I should reconsider it because when I look up I see Jungkook's eyes trained on my form but not in a professional way, no, his eyes settled on looking at the swell of my breasts that's peeping through the thin gym shirt giving him the best view while doing my routine push-ups. 

I groan feeling my arms wobbling trying hard to accommodate the full weight of my body on them. My stamina increased since I started training with Jungkook I give him the credit for that but the constant trying to get me wet in another sense that doesn't involve sweat makes it hard for me to enjoy the activity, all he does is stare at every skin I'm showing and boss around with a shit-eating grin on his face. I start to think it's a package deal with him.

"You better not staring at my boobs," I call out, panting from the heavy exercise, it's one of those moments when I wish Yoongi would be still my trainer it was unfortunate he had to rearrange my classes since he got so many students this year that our schedule just never seemed to fit anymore. I'm not saying Jungkook is a bad trainer, actually, he's good at pushing me to the limits without overdoing it, but still making the exercise challenging. It's the additional fuckboy attitude I'm sick of even though I told him so many times verbally and nonverbally that I'm not going to fuck him anytime soon. 

I learned soon enough that he doesn't take no for an answer thinking that a challenge makes the sex more rewarding (not my words his).

"I'll stop with the stares if you give in. I'm open to other activities after our class you know." His smirk deepened if the new tactic of seduction is to make me go nuts to the point of breaking and giving in, well, it's half working. He's handsome and that cocky attitude of his emits the big dick energy. The only thing that holds me back now honestly is that I know nobody told him no to sex before and I like seeing him frustrated. The numerous attempts to get me under him almost comical.

"In your dreams." I scoff already forgot the number of push-ups I did so far but I estimated that I reached at least 15. I try to catch my breath resting my sweaty hands on my knees stretching my legs out on the floor.

"You can rest for five min. Here." From the pocket of his sweatpants, he handed me two rolls of gauze. Finally, we are getting to the fun part. I always thought boxing looked cool I enjoyed seeing the practices but not the matches. I'm not a huge fan of the sight of blood, to be honest. Boxing is healthy but dangerous when it becomes a job. 

Yoongi was a good box teacher that's why I initially begin to love it, even though our start was not ideal per se, at our first training he made a move on me and we had an ugly fight because of that. Girls who come here often come for sex and not to actually use the gym. I learned from that experience that Yoongi doesn't beat around the bush he doesn't like to waste his energy trying to train someone who doesn't have a willing bone in his/her body. My plan was originally to tell him on our next lesson I'll quit but he apologised realising that I'm actually here to learn and after that, he never questioned my willingness. He probably told our tale to Jungkook about our rough start that's why he was not so surprised when I declined his proposal for extracurricular activity.

I rarely get to see Yoongi since our timelines never seem to crash, at first it was weird going about my day without his sarcastic remarks and stoic personality.  

"It's not tight enough you'll injure yourself if you don't wrap it right." Letting his hand remove the poor attempt of wrapping my hand up with the gauze he plopped down in front of me between my outstretched legs his knee bumping against my thighs either side.

"Yoongi used to do this for me," I tell him, my nostalgic expression can be easily confused as longing, he looks up with a snort he always pouts when I bring up my former trainer, he doesn't like how comfortable I am with Yoongi and not him. His larger hands moved smoothly over mine wrapping the fabric in a more secure way while his other hand holding my wrists in a firm grip. Calluses hardened the skin on his palm symbolising that he works out regularly if his body was not a clear sign of that. I shouldn't imagine those hands elsewhere roaming around my body grabbing something else and not my wrists with them. I'm glad he's so focused on my hands that he couldn't see the expression I'm having drooling after him. It's not that long ago that I started training with Jungkook a few weeks maybe a month or so but it's getting harder and harder to keep the promise I made for myself intact. 

"Not too tight, right?" He let go of my hands allowing me to test out if I can move them properly and nothing is uncomfortable, it was great. I nodded giving him a rare alluring smile and surprisingly he didn't attempt to play snobbish he just smiled back with a cute bunny smile it's one of those precious but hard moments making it difficult for me not to jump his bones at this instant. I like him better when he's not cocky I think he has a misconception what means being cocky instead of being confidently sexy.  

"Let's continue where we left off last week," Jungkook suggests and I nod accepting his hand to pull me up from the ground. He moves to stand in front of the punching bag making eye-contact before proceeding. "I'll show you how to do a sidekick." I nod already anticipating what he's gonna do next, pulling his hands up into a starting position he concentrates solely on the 'opponent' before him I got distracted for a moment or two, he just looks so fucking hot when he's focusing. His left leg situated a bit ahead than the left mirroring the position the hands are in. "Even though it's called a sidekick you have to cross your legs like this." He instructs following his own words. "Then you lift your leg give it a flip and then kick with a single motion." His dominant leg comes up his thigh horizontal for a second before straightening his shin hitting the bag with a loud bang he retreats into the starter position while the punching bag swings by the sheer force of his kick. He repeats it for five more times slower and faster in tempo to let me memorise the movements before making me do it. 

"Your turn." Jungkook grins tilting his head to the side he didn't even break a sweat doing the kicks perfectly (at least in my opinion it was done perfectly) I'm jealous how strong he is. I swap spots with him getting into the starter position without being told. He stops the bag from swinging his hands keep the object in place.

"Are you going to hold it? What if I kick you?" The concern in my voice is unintentionally showing and it makes me diffident how Jungkook finds my worries entertaining since he laughs so hard, throwing his head back for a couple of seconds exposing his immaculate neck. 

"Don't worry angel I can handle it." The smugness radiating from him makes me feel less worried about him in an instant and angrier about how he underestimates me because I'm a girl. He clearly forgot I was trained by Yoongi. He told me my kick is a killer. 

Every muscle in my body aches to show him what I'm capable of, it takes two practice runs before I can aim nicely using my core strength to leave an impact balancing my weight is something I'm already good at. It surprises him he wasn't holding onto the bag strong enough so the bag slips out of his hands hitting him in the face. I hold back my laughter as I watch him rub his nose where the bag hit him. 

"Sorry, I thought you can handle it." I grin just as smugly as he did formerly satisfied by the seemingly indifferent look he gives me but I can see his nose scrunched all up indicating his displeasure and maybe a hurt pride. As he is about to reply to my comment probably with an equal teasing one, two boys burst through the double doors filling the practice room with their laughter, we turn around to see who's about to interrupt our session. I didn't check the time so I don't know if our time is up or not. 

"Hey, Kookie you're not done yet?" Hoseok asked the younger boy, I remember seeing him around and Hoseok seemed to recognise me as well I'm a regular so it's not a surprise. However, we never spoke much I occasionally said hi to him when Yoongi was my trainer and he often appeared at the end of our sessions to fetch him up to hit the clubs or something like that. It's early in the morning so I don't think that's the case right now. 

The second man wears a grumpy expression until he sees me next to the boy a big smile stretches across his face patting the top of my head out of instinct after our sessions it was always Yoongi's way of showing I did a good job, I realise just now how much I missed that gesture of his.

"Yoongi." I greet him excitedly throwing my hands around his waist not caring about my sweaty body and he doesn't seem to care either since he envelopes me in an equally as enthusiastic hug. The smell of his perfume is calming in a sense of familiarity.

"Y/N, long time no see." He ruffles my hair keeping his hand on my shoulder but all too soon releasing me from the hug. Hoseok coo at the scene unfolding in front of his very eyes knowing our dynamics so well but never misses an opportunity to tease, and tells me his greeting by the form of an overjoyed grin. 

"We are just finished. What's up?" Jungkook interjects not amused by all of this at all. 

"Don't tell me you forgot about our study session again. Come on, shower and let's get going. Jin will flip you over the table if you fail calculus. Again." I can't help but chuckle at the image of Jin doing something like that. I talked with him a few times at the reception as he waited for his student to arrive and I still had a couple of minutes to spare prior mine, Jin is a real gentleman and he took a liking to me once I laughed at his dad jokes. When I see him around campus he occasionally gives me candy to cheer me up if he sees I'm having a bad day and permanently showering me with warm smiles. At first, it was hard to believe he had as many flings as the others in the group circle of his friends everyone knows he's a flirt but still maintains the title as a gentleman. It's an extraordinary combination only he can manage. 

"Y/N, wanna have lunch together?" Yoongi catches my attention removing his hand from my shoulder to give my head a final caress not really concentrating on the conversation the other two has, they are bickering like usual.

"You don't have to attend the study session?" I question him with a confused expression, referring back to the conversation Hoseok and Jungkook so heatedly discuss.  

"No, It's for the ones who fail classes and my grades are great. It was Jin's idea to gather them together and force them to study only me and Namjoon are the ones who are passing with flying colours and of course, Jin is the babysitter." I nod in understanding letting out a soft 'ah' in return. 

"If that's the case I would love to. I don't think I saw you since this year started it feels weird not seeing you at least once a week." I pout in disappointment and it earns a huge grin on Yoongi's part.

"Yeah, this year kicks my ass so many classes and having so many students just not something I could do. It wasn't intentional to give your classes to someone else I hope you know that." The bitter expression on his profile indicates his sincere thoughts, he and Namjoon are in their final year at university while the others still have years ahead of them just like me. Jin finished his studies last year and bought the gym we are currently located at, he was an employee way before the others started working here, being a business major is really paying him back seeing how popular this place is. Looking fine as hell is something I think contributes to his success as well, not saying he's not smart enough though to maintain all of this.

"I know you didn't have a choice. How about we finally exchange numbers? I miss talking to you." I offer boldly a faint blush appears on my pale skin as I hear a faint 'wow how smooth' from the sullen-looking Jungkook I roll my eyes at that inserting an annoyed 'It's not like that asshole' before looking back at Yoongi, by all means, he's not fazed at all because of my request we are acquaintances for over a year now and he knows I'm not harbouring romantic feeling towards him.

"Sure. Let's go I'm hungry." He nods motioning for the door I detect the faint sound of Hoseok's whining how he wants to go and eat with us instead of paying a visit to the library. The two boys catch up to us soon as we leave the facility together, Yoongi is bound to a promise to see them off before he can go to his merry way so we walk to the library first it's a fifteen-minute stroll from the gym and within those fifteen minutes, I was stared at by multiple people multiple times. 

Is it that shocking to see them walk with a representative of the other sex? I guess since I'm walking with Yoongi, Jungkook and Hoseok only Jimin is missing from the repertoire and we get the answer to that question, as they are famous for screwing the girls over, under and sideways. Walking with girls not to mention talking to girls is something only Namjoon or Jin does, occasionally Taehyung if he's interested but not those three. Oh my, Eui will snatch her wig off if she catches wind of this and considering who I am walking with the news will probably blow up in campus, now I remember why I never hang around those guys except for the fact that they would get rid of my underwear for me in a second if I would ever let them get a chance. Even Yoongi expressed his willingness for some action way before we started to become close and the reason we became close is that he respected my decision not giving into primal desires. 

"I feel like I'm going to be famous." Despite how others would think the idea wasn't so tempting to me at least, Hoseok giggles his dimples showing in the process he scoots a little closer to where I'm walking alongside Yoongi and pinches my cheeks.

"You are adorable when you act all shy." The statement makes Yoongi giggle in unison. For the first time, the company of Jeon Jungkook doesn't seem so bad, I pick up my pace to roam alongside him but the silence is awkward even if I can hear Yoongi and Hoseok teasing each other in the distance long forgotten about me. Those two are really close. 

"Do you have plans for the weekend?" I ask Jungkook casually, I thought it would be a great question to break the ice, but I couldn't be more wrong, the question hit every fuckboy bone in his body with full force. The smirk I got aquatinted with so many times now started to grow on his face.  

"You'd like to know, huh?" 

The eye-roll came a second later hearing his reply. Why was I even trying to converse with him in the first place? I prefer his serious side over this one, he's so much cooler when he focuses his eyes purely on the task at hand, how his low voice sounds so much sexier as he gives instructions with detail, every movement of his body sharp but disciplined toned muscles dripping with sweat, what a sight indeed. I don't realise the sigh escaping my lips I was too caught up with daydreaming to pay attention to his cocky smirk but taking a glimpse at his face and the image shatters into a million pieces. 

"Daydreaming about me?" 

Actually yes. Although, that's something I would never willingly say out loud even if my life was on the line. 

"Yeah. Daydreaming about my hands around your throat .." I start sensually deceiving him for a moment before continuing on a different path he imagined ".. as I fucking choke you to death." I puff out in a long breath, I am absolutely screwed having a crush on the biggest fuckboy on Earth. It's definitely not something that was on my bucket list for this semester. I don't even want to think about the possibility of him finding out my little secret, that would be truly the end of the world, I imagine he would take me over, under and sideways with the biggest and smuggest grin plastered on his face on the entire planet learning that the only girl that didn't drop down on her knees just seeing his godly sculptured body with a six-pack has a crush on him. His joy would be out of this world. It would mean he could actually have every girl he wants and I'm a huge feminist with strong beliefs, ensuring that doesn't happen under my watch. 

"Well see you off motherfuckers." Yoongi grabs my hand pulling me into the other direction where we originally came from probably heading for the diners and cafes when we arrive at the entrance of the library. My talk with Jungkook was cut short, not that it was an actual conversation worth pursuing. 

Hoseok tries to bat his eyelashes as the last attempt of getting freed from Jungkook's vice grip pulling him towards the entrance I gave him a hopeful thumbs-up, well, it didn't cheer him up as I intended but Yoongi didn't let him guilt-trip me into helping him escape the study session. Smart idea because Hoseok's puppy eyes are mastered to its full potential may I tell you. 

Yoongi seems to have a place in mind since he didn't ask if I have a suggestion or not where to eat.

"How's Uni treating you?" Yoongi seeks conversation when we finally took our seats in a cosy coffee shop facing each other, we choose to sit near the window leaving two tables empty around us so we can have a private conversation in spite of the piercing gazes, the cool temperature from the place's AC made the weather bearable it's so hot outside that I was concerned if I'm going to melt into the concrete on our way here.  

"So far so good, but we are still at the beginning of the semester." 

I accept the cafe's printed menu from his outstretched hands scanning the content quickly and asking for a latte sided with a cheese sandwich and fruit bowl in size small, Yoongi ordered an americano with brownies and Nutella pancake. For someone who handles his coffee black, he definitely has a sweet tooth, it's cute. 

I wonder if any of those girls who slept with him know this piece of information about him, probably not. Moments like these make my decision worth it for not giving in and sleeping with them. It must be some everlasting fuckboy shit that states never contact a girl ever again you once slept with, and if I think about it it's not that unreasonable this way the girl doesn't have the chance of catching feelings and complicate things. They are ok with crushes since that's the reason most girls go for them but love is something they are not searching for.  

"How's training with Kook?" Yoongi shifts his eyes back to observe my face once the waiter wrote down our order and went to tend to other tables. 

"He's a little shit, but you were right. He's a good teacher if I ignore his shitty attitude and constant efforts to flirt in the middle of training. If I can be honest I would rather train with you." 

The whole truth would be that he's distracting me and sometimes I physically have to hold myself back from ogling at his body like it's fine china. There was one time when I got a glimpse of his underwear during doing his squats prior to our class and I was told to go and warm-up as well that I bumped into the punching bag so hard watching him that I almost landed on my face but I played it off with pretending I was going to do push-ups. It would have been a very humiliating experience on my part but I was lucky that day for the reason that he didn't see it, fortunately.

"I would like that too." He adds even so we can't do anything about this our schedule clash and it's not like either of us could ask for a change the classes and other stuff are inflexible and it's his last year too.

"What are you been up to?" I ask actually very curious to hear his answer, it's a first to talk outside of the gym with him and about personal matters, we talked about general stuff when we were training together during breaks but not like this. 

"Teachers think I'm shitting on my ass all day so I have plenty of time doing their assignments it's a month since Uni started and I can count on my fingers how many frat parties I have visited not to say the number of girls I fucked.."  Stopping his angry rambling with lifting both my hands up in the air seems to works since he eventually shuts up. 

"I don't need details about that, thank you very much." Hearing the number of how many girls got under him is not what I was curious about. That's something he can ramble to the other fuckboys. 

"Sorry." He apologises quickly I roll my eyes at this frown, not that it bothers me I just hoped for a more meaningful conversation that's not about boxing techniques or related to his fuckboy mentality, I fairly consider calling it their job that's how serious they are. Who I am to tell them to get a girlfriend and grow some balls. 

"What about the music project you talked about last year? You and Namjoon wanted to write a song for our Uni's radio, right?" I suddenly remembered he seemed quite excited about that if I recall the memory correctly. 

"You remember that? I'm impressed only Hoseok was slightly interested in that."

"I mean, I'm not here to talk about your fuckboy bullshit so.." I trail off, causing him to giggle at my bluntness. 

"Right. Are you really interested?" He leans closer pressing his hands on the empty table before us to balance his weight, we are still waiting for our food and drinks so there's nothing to knock over.

"That's why I asked." I deadpan. Yoongi grins putting his ass back to his seat once our order finally came.  I put two cones of sugar into my latte as predictably Yoongi doesn't he starts sipping on his drink as soon as it was placed before him. 

"Let's go to my place after we're finished here I'm going to show you my song." A little sceptic about the second part once hearing the first one but I nod nonetheless. 

"You better not invite me to have sex or I'll show my hands up your ass in a non-sexual way." I threaten but he doesn't appear to be so disturbed about it, not that I expected it. The playful way he rolls his eyes all the confirmation I needed.

Yoongi offers a bite from his pancake and I offer some of my sugar-coated fruit from my plate a few lines of random small talk and a half-devoured sandwich later we decided it's time to pay and leave, I insisted splitting the bill in half but he refused to bend to my suggestion, calling this 'coffee date' as he put it, his apology treat since he couldn't train me anymore.

As we exited the shop I got excited over the idea that I'll be able to see the nest also I had to make a mental note of investigating the furniture before sitting down anywhere don't want to have a mental breakdown over an unknown stain. Probably wishful thinking that they didn't fucked on every available surface in that house, let's see the facts they are fuckboys who throw frat parties. 

Wow, this is a nice neighbourhood and not that far from University either I would kill to live this close to everything. Yoongi watches as I awe at the modern building his expression is quite smug but I'll let him be since it's something to be smug about in my book at least. Others measure their dicks I measure their house, my life policy. 

"I can't believe I'll see your house and I didn't even have to offer my body up for it." I snicker around once we step inside the elevator Yoongi pushes the button to the 4th floor with a chuckle and the doors closing soon after with a soft thud.  

"My offer is still available." He teases earning a big slap against his shoulder. As we reach our destination and the doors are opening up again, a young couple steps aside as they realise the elevator is occupied to leave us some room to exit without bumping into each other they must have some sort of experience with Yoongi and his habits since I get some weird and not so subtle stares from them. I guess I'm not the first bimbo - or the last - for that matter to follow him into the depths of his house however I'm here for an entirely different reason. 

Yoongi fidgets with the locks for a minute before successfully letting me in, he offers me a pair of slippers that are too big for my foot to fit in comfortably but I accept it nonetheless. 

His room is the one on the left next to the master bathroom there's a complete studio built up in his room I'm beyond amazed by the effort and the technical stuff seems like it costs a lot of money I didn't know he's that serious about making music I thought it's just a hobby of his. 

"This is amazing Yoongi." I voice out my thoughts looking around attentively, he gets shy, not used to being complimented about his passion on music, there's a piano standing tall in the corner I wonder if he can play it. Probably can.

"Wait till you hear my song." He hands me his black headphones seemingly nervous to hear my opinion on the song he worked so hard on, but I'm sure it will be good I know it for a fact that he has good taste in music I often asked for his workout playlist last year and it never let me down once, he pulls up the mp3 file waiting for me to adjust the straps before clicking on the play button. It's a fast-paced song and it's him and Namjoon rapping through the whole song the dynamics of their flow is sick, their voices blend well with each other I'm officially obsessed with this, it's impossible to take in every detail so I excitedly demand to hear it again and he obligates softening up his tense posture as he realises I love his song so much. "Woah, Yoongi this is.." I start when the door suddenly cracks open a few heads peeking into the room finding me and Yoongi sitting close to each other in front of his computer with the headphones still on, covering my ears.

"Hyung, we ordered pizza if you .. want some. Hi there." Taehyung talks animatedly before catching a glimpse at my body recognition sparks in his dark orbs a boyish boxy grin crawling his way upon his face, Jimin and Jungkook standing close behind Taehyung fighting for the little remaining space the slightly opened door provides.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" Jungkook urges me to answer, narrowing his eyes at me dubiously looking back and forth between me and Yoongi, I pierce two and two together what he's thinking. They think we slept together while they were at the library. 

"Yoongi showed me something," I reply not putting more distance within me and Yoongi it won't help me clear the misunderstanding by suddenly jumping up, it would be even more suspicious if I did that. I think about how to lessen the seriousness of the situation, but Yoongi had other plans hugging my body from behind.

"I hope it's not his dick." Jimin retorts, not sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not - either way - I laugh awkwardly peeling off his hands from around me to stand up grabbing my bag that I set next to the foot of the chair when we sat down listening to his track. 

"She saw his dick already, remember when he accidentally tripped on his pants exposing - little Yoongi - to the entire lobby." Oh right, I was fortunate to forget that incident until Hoseok pointed it out again. Hoseok's figure forces his way over to us grabbing my chin to tilt it to the right then to the left side, examining me with sudden coolness searching for something on my neck. "No marks, we all know Yoongi is a kinky fucker so it could mean one thing. I announce they didn't fuck, meeting closed."

I roll my eyes at that. "That hard to accept not every girl wants to fuck you guys?" Yet, later that night I'm forced to eat my own words.

I stand in the dim lighting of the living room in a frat house that the biggest frat boys threw and I absolutely hate it. I'm not against the fun or the sex for that matter, my problem starts and ends with the guys initiating it. I should have totally declined the invitation but I had no choice when they started drinking before even the party began while eating pizza gathering around the big carpet on the floor talking, Hoseok's puppy eyes worked this time since I reconsidered my quick exit, and my brain thought it would be a good opportunity to get to know them better, well it obviously wasn't. After a few shots Jimin oh so relentlessly poured for me, I stopped protesting and I became an immersed listener to the drunken mumbling. 

I'm clinging onto my solo cup with a deep frown on my face like I swallowed a whole lemon by myself - that's unfortunately not the case - and it's not for the burning taste of alcohol either. My uninterested stare helped me get rid of the guys in our vicinity and I took pleasure in just talking with a friend from class. Guys my age still think it's a legit way to show a girl he's interested to pull on her hair and it's ridiculous. It wasn't working even when we were five. My frown only deepens when I catch wind of a said boy making his way over to me and a friend of mine I encountered not a while ago with a drunken smirk. I've seen so many of those that I can detect them from a miles away, his expression like an open book thinking about how he's about to get lucky only a fishing rod away and he would be the epitome of a regular fuckboy. Some boys are lucky and there's a bunch of them who aren't so. He clearly thinks he belongs to the first team but I'm about to show him he in fact not.

"Hey sweetheart, you look stunning today." I snort in an unladylike manner, of course, he's going for the shy type, those guys are the insecure ones they're content playing with the small fishes not to disturb the peace of the sharks.  

"Hey jackass, you look like someone who's about to head back with a bleeding nose." He looked taken aback for a minute hearing my retort before regaining his composure the smirk returns that makes me want to break his nose even more. The guy turns to my direction to give me a hard glare, how charming. 

"I wasn't talking to you bitch." He spits out, he already had too much to drink.  I let out a humourless laugh, wow, guys these days really, I press my tongue to the roof of my mouth before I do something I will definitely not regret. 

"Y/N?" Namjoon calling my name with a sense of protectiveness calms me down for a bit, seeing the mortification on the guy's face as Namjoon bows down to whisper into my ear is priceless enough. I guess I could get that nose bleed delivered another time. "Is he bothering you?" His palm rests on the small of my back rubbing comforting circles into the skin there's the fabric of my shirt shielding his touch to truly feel it but his warm digits on top of my right ass cheek make a blush slowly forming on my appearance.  

"He tried to get into my friend's pants. No worries Jonnie I have everything under control though." I decide to land a kiss on his cheek making use of the balanced height difference, a good-natured smile appears on his face, he's cute even when he's drunk, I swear the tip of his ears turning pink too due to the gesture and I coo at his shyness, it's not something to witness everyday just when he's caught off guard. 

"Want me to kick him out?" The raspy voice undoubtedly belongs to Yoongi the words echo in my ear while his breath hits the side of my face as he takes his place next to me mirroring Namjoon's posture by sliding his hand around my shoulder. The guy's getting uncomfortable once the sharks start to show up. 

"I think you guys already made him shit his pants so no. I'll let this slide since I'm feeling generous tonight." I place both my hands around their waists the jealous stares I'm getting is a familiar sight, it's no secret if the girl is pretty they are down to do the dirty but I'm the only one they keep around and I wasn't even fucked by any of them it's a rule of mine not to complicate things. They are attractive, to be honest attractive is an understatement but I'm not stupid I know them long enough to see a relationship won't be in sight no matter how hard I would try and I'm not interested in anything less. 

Even though they sure think more with their dicks than with their brains they're actually turned out to be good friend materials if I overlook the fuckboy component. They have their unique styles to show they care. Looking around aimlessly I spot Jungkook making out with a girl near the kitchen and a pang of jealousy hits me. I need more drinks to get through this night without causing any more scene. 

This is why I never visit a party I know Jungkook will be in attendance, that's one thing knowing he fucks around and it's an entirely different story seeing him do it with my very eyes witnessing the act. I tell the boys I'll get something from the kitchen since my cup is empty and they nod. They don't need to know that cup is empty for a reason, my plan was to drink less avoiding slipping on my obvious actions, I need to keep the facade protected no one can know I have feelings for that asshole Jungkook, especially not him. 

It's enough to make one mistake if someone finds out the news after some time will hit his ears sooner or later. I stride in the direction where the boose at accidentally bumping into Jungkook and to the girl he was passionately making out, the spent guy who is the cause of our bump yells angrily that seems like a representative of a 'watch out where are you going' that doesn't sound like an apology, I should have left when I had the chance it seems like nothing wants to work out for me on this day. 

On a scale measuring how drunk he is from one to ten he is a big ass ten, it surprises me how easily Jungkook snakes his hands protectively around my waist spurring out swears at the guy his form towers over my shorter body as a silent mewl leaves the back of my throat due to the proximity, I can feel every muscle of his body leaning into me, the way he's pushing his stomach against my back I could make out the outline of his dick pressing to my ass probably thanks to his interrupted make-out session. I break out of his hold angry at the fact how disturbed I am about pressing his boner into me when it wasn't me who caused it. 

"I don't need your help," I yell, channelling all my frustration to tell his ears off. "Go back to your one night stand and leave me the fuck alone." I press my long nail into his chest index finger probing him to make an emphasis.