#idk what even prompted this dream but i was fine with it :33

[snail163]

I had a dream last night about a sort of maid cafe where they make *you* wear the maid dress instead???

And when you finish eating, you have to clean up your own table, like changing the tablecloth, setting the table, etc. All while wearing the maid dress.

And the cost of the maid dress is covered in your reservation so when you're done eating & cleaning up, you get to keep it.

Certainly an interesting dream, would totally go there :3

[vodika-vibes]

Heyoo!

I have a request, it’s a bit of a long gif so if ya don’t get to it or don’t wanna do it, it’s fine lol.

Anyways, my idea / request / prompt / Echo x Fem!Reader goes like this, kinda, feel free to take liberties

Echo, now I feel like he would be a nervous kinda guy when it comes to having a crush. Like, he just doesn’t know what to say and overthinks absolutely everything, and can’t rly take a hint. Before he got blown up, there was a girl, who he has a liiiitle crush on n such, (idk you can make her a mechanic, doctor, bartender, whatever idm)

And they were rly good “friends” n such r something, aaaand some time after he joins TBB he visits the old place where he used to reside with the other guys in the domino squad (I forget where *sob*) And she’s is surprisingly still there. Heartfelt angsty ?kinda? Maybe reunion yadayadaydada and a bit after that and after catching up, probably a day or two later they pick up hints that they like each other and eventually confess n StUfF, aaand ya, then he has to go back with TBB and they be sad, he invites her to join but she is hesitant, and bc the other squad members don’t even know her she ends up saying no- aaaaand ya-

( 💀 omg i don’t even know anymore )

Idk it’s a very weird prompt, I’m making this up as I go, so feel free to pick and choose, take or add, whatever u wanna do

Again if u don’t wanna do it that is perfectly fine, just a thought. Love your work! <33

I Dream Of Forever

Summary: Summary: You’ve been a bartender on Rishi since you were old enough to take orders correctly. Echo was a Clone Trooper turned ARC Trooper stationed on Rishi who was a little more than friends with you. You legitimately believe he’s dead. But when a group of clones land on Rishi, you come face to face with the man you hoped would be your forever.

Pairing: TBB Echo x F!Reader

Word Count: 2201

Warnings: Some suggestive moments, but nothing detailed

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I thing I got the general vibe you want, but if I didn't please let me know and I'll do something else.

You’ve been a bartender at the same bar on Rishi since you were ten years old. Your parents had debts to the bar owner, and they sold you to make up for it. Well, you and your siblings.

You’re the lucky one.

Your…owner? Guardian? Whatever he is, he treats you like a beloved granddaughter. He buys you clothes and food and allows you to go to school…and until you reached the age of majority at 18, you only had to work four hours a night four days a week. 

He even paid for you to go to college, and he pays you well enough that you have your own home here on Rishi.

You’re lucky.

Your older brother, you know, ended up becoming a gladiator in the Outer Rim, and last you heard he’s an enforcer for the Hutt Cartel. Your older sister, however, became a drug runner for a Spice Cartel and last you heard she’s moving from rehab center to rehab center.

You’re lucky.

Maybe if you repeat it often enough, you’ll believe it.

All things considered, Rishi isn’t the worst place to spend your life. The area you live in is warm and bright and right on the water. Not to mention you’ve got several friends here that you would miss if you left…or if the Empire decides to actually deal with the pirate problem.

You’re not worried though.

The Republic’s war with the Separatists barely touched Rishi afterall, aside from having a single watch station that has been abandoned for years now.

And you don’t expect that the Empire will push too much.

Your gaze drifts from the food stall that you’re visiting, lingering on the small, almost overgrown, old Republic comm station. Once upon there had been five men stationed there. Hevy, Droidbait, Cutup, Fives, and Echo.

While you had some concerns as to how the pirates of Rishi would react to obvious soldiers spending time in their bars…people were surprisingly okay with them. More than one of them getting an offer to join different crews.

A small smile lifts your lips at the memory of your boys laughingly turning down offers of pirate crew memberships.

The Dominos had been Rishi’s, more so than the Republics, and people raged when they heard that they died.

First when Droidbait and Cutup died, and then later when they heard that Hevy was killed on Kamino. And then even later when Echo was blown up, and then Fives was killed-

Fives’ death was kind of the final straw for Rishi. 

Even now, the Pirates of Rishi are more than happy to raid imperial vessels, in honor of their Dominos.

You step around a group of Mercs, all of whom have dominoes tattooed on their hands, and start to meander your way back to your home. You miss them. All of them.

But, if you’re going to be honest, you probably miss Echo the most.

He was a lot like his brothers, loud and boisterous, and always ready with a joke or a quip, or to finish a joke that his twin set up. He was always the first to greet you with a grin, and the last to say goodbye at the end of the night.

But, unlike his brothers, he flirted with you a little shyly, as though he wasn’t sure what he was doing.

It was charming and sweet, and you found yourself smitten with him. 

He didn’t, quite, get over his shyness with you even after the first time you invited him into your home with tempting kisses. He was still a little shy even after the tenth time you invited him into your home, and your bed, with teasing touches and adoring kisses.

You wanted forever with him, and you thought, hoped, that he wanted the same.

And then he left, and you never heard from him again.

You suppose, in a way, it makes sense. Why would a soldier want to slum it with a bartender who’s technically a slave.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

After all, you still dream of forever with Echo. Only now, your dreams are definitely castles in the air.

After all, dead men don’t get happily ever afters.

“We need to land somewhere,” Tech says to his brothers, a frown on his face, “The damage to the ship is…far too severe for me to repair without landing.”

“Where can we land, though?” Wrecker asks, “It’s not like there are a large number of places that will accept us.”

Echo eyes the star map speculatively, “I…may have an idea.” He offers, as his gaze lands on a specific planet. A bright smile dances across your memory, and a loving laugh echoes in his ears.

He’s a kriffing fool.

Hopefully she won’t turn him away.

“Well?” Hunter prompts when Echo doesn’t continue right away.

“I think we should go to Rishi.” Echo says slowly.

“Rishi!” Tech sputters.

“That’s a pirate planet, Echo.” Hunter says, “They won’t react well-”

“Do you have a better idea?” Echo asks.

The room falls silent for a moment, and then Tech sighs, “It is up to you, Hunter. Rishi is the closest planet we can land on.”

Hunter pushes his hand through his hair, “Fine. Do it.”

An hour later, the Marauder lands on an open pad, and no one comes to the ship to speak to them. “Is this…normal?” Tech asks.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Echo replies with a shrug, “We should probably not wear our armor here,” He adds. He’s already changed into civilian attire, and he’s somewhat anxiously rubbing his arm just over where his scomp is attached. 

“Why?”

“Because our armor screams ‘clones’ and I’m not sure how the pirates will react to seeing clones now.” Echo replies dryly, “I’ve heard rumors of Rishi based Pirates raiding Republic and Imperial transports lately.”

Hunter agrees that it’s a reasonable precaution, and they all hurriedly change into civilian attire, before they get off the ship, with Omega clinging to Wrecker’s hand. And then, almost as one, they turn to Echo.

Echo sighs and rubs the back of his head, and then he turns and heads deeper into the city.

Some things have changed, new people, new stalls, but most everything else is the same. He pauses in front of a specific bar, and peers in, his dark eyes scanning the faces of the bartenders for a moment, before he motions for his brothers to follow him some more.

“Are you lookin’ for someone?” Wrecker asks.

“Yeah. Someone who, hopefully, won’t be too angry at me and will be willing to help.” Echo says.

“A friend?” Omega asks.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Echo leads them away from the shops and docks, and over to a row of apartments. He scans the buildings for a moment, before he turns and heads to one of the smaller buildings, and he stops in front of a plain door, with flower boxes in the windows.

His lips curl up in a small smile, Fives made those flower boxes early one morning when he was hyped up on Caf. They were crooked and lopsided, but it looks like she kept them. Though it looks like she painted them. “Wait here.” Echo says to his siblings, before he walks over to the door, and he knocks twice.

“Just a moment!” Her voice comes from the other side of the door, and Echo doesn’t fight his smile.

She sounds exactly the same. 

Stars, please don’t let her be too mad.

The door slides open, “Yes? Can I help yo-” She stops mid-sentence when she sees who’s standing there, “...Echo?”

“You grew your hair out,” Echo replies, a small smile lifting his lips, “It looks good. You look amazing. I’m sure you have a question or twenty, cyar’ika-”

Echo’s not able to finish his sentence as she flings her arms around him and crashes her lips against his. His arms fold tightly around her and he immediately kisses her back, and it’s almost as if no time has passed at all. 

If he focuses, he can almost hear Fives wolf-whistling and hear Cutup making lewd comments.

And then reality snaps back into place when he hears Tech’s dry voice, “Ah. That kind of friend.”

Echo carefully pulls back, and reaches up to gently cup her cheek, using his thumb to brush a tear away, “I’m sorry for not comming you, cyar’ika.”

She shakes her head, “We were told that you died.” She whispers, “Fives said…” She trailed off, “And then Fives died, and, kriff, the death of the last Domino started a war between the pirates of Rishi and the Republic/Empire, why would you bring them here?”

“Our ship is damaged-” Echo started.

“Get in. In. All of you!” She drags Echo into her home, and she doesn’t shut the door until Hunter is in the apartment as well. “Honestly Echo,” She rounds on him, “If you commed I would have told you to go literally anywhere else.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d answer.” Echo replies.

There are pictures of her with Echo, and with the rest of the dominoes on the walls. There are also pictures of her with a large, scarred man. And of her with a too slender woman.

“What do you need? I can probably get most of the materials sent to your ship.” She says.

“I have a list.” Tech offers as he hands her his datapad.

She copies it and sends the list to several of her friends, “Alright, you should have most, if not all, of what you need by the morning.”

“Are we in danger here?”

“On Rishi specifically? No. Not so long as you don’t draw attention to yourself.” She replies, “I’d offer to let you spend the night, but I don’t have much room.”

“We can stay on the ship,” Tech replies.

“Echo, are you going to stay here?” Omega asks.

Echo doesn’t take his gaze off of his cyar’ika, “If I’m allowed?”

“I’ve never turned you away before.” She counters.

Echo smiles at her, “Do you remember the way back to the docks?”

“I remember.” Tech says, “Come on.”

The door opens, and then closes again, leaving Echo alone with his cyar’ika.

She smiles at him, soft and warm and slow, “You used to be shyer about public displays of affection.”

“I used to have legs and two hands too,” Echo replies, it's a weak joke, but a joke all the same. “I’m so sorry I never commed you.” He says after a moment, “I thought…it felt cruel, reaching out to you when I couldn’t actually touch you.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Echo. I forgive you.” She walks over to him and she kisses him as if no time has passed at all, all loving and soft and sweet.

She’s always been unfairly tempting. Her lips and her touch encourage him to stay and enjoy what she’s offering. And Echo has always been helpless to deny her. 

He’s not surprised when he falls into her bed, her lips needy against his.

Later, much later, they’re lounging in her bed, and Echo is trailing his lips across her bare shoulder.

“Cyar’ika,” He murmurs against her shoulder, “Come with me.”

“Come with you where?” She asks, her voice light and dreamy.

“On the Marauder. Away from Rishi. I’ll protect you-”

She turns and looks at him, her smile so sad, “You know I can’t.”

“You deserve so much better than being a slave for your parents' debts,” Echo whispers.

She rolls so that she’s facing him properly, “Echo, your brothers don’t know me. And if I had to guess, your ship is pretty small. Me going with you isn’t fair to them.”

“You deserve more.” Echo repeats.

“I don’t like life is about what we deserve,” She replies, as she reaches up to cup his face, “So, in the morning, you’re going to return to your ship, to your brothers…and you’re going to leave Rishi. And you’re going to go back to not comming me, and it’s just how it’s going to be.”

“No.”

“Echo.” She sighs his name, and he shifts so he’s looking right in her eyes.

“No.” He repeats, “I’ve given up so much. My body, my batchmates, my twin. I’m not giving you up. Let me be greedy. Just about this one thing.”

She sighs again, but she looks touched. “How about…a deal?”

“What kind of deal?”

“My contract with my…owner is coming to an end. At the end of the year, I’ll have made enough to pay off my parents' tab with him.” She says softly, “On that day, I will comm you and come to where you are. No matter where you might be.”

“Do you promise?”

She laughs softly, “Echo, I’ve been dreaming of forever with you since the first day we met. Now that I have the chance to have it, it would take an act of god to stop me.”

Echo crashes his lips against hers, “I want forever too,” He breathes against her lips, “So we have a deal.”

She smiles at him, “I love you, Echo.”

He blinks at her, momentarily surprised, and then he laughs and kisses her deeply, “I love you too.”

[srslysierraa]

AHAHA- YAAY! MAYBE READER COMFORTING AN UPSET GLAMROCK FREDDY? IDK- I JUST FEEL SUPER FLUFFY RN! TAKE YOUR TIME THOUGH! <33

-🌸

Unwind.

Prompt ;; After a malfunction happened on stage, the bear falls short even before he got to sing. The disappointment on the kids' face, as well as the angry expressions of the parents seems to have taken a toll on Freddy. Luckily, you're here to remind him how amazing he is!

Type ;; one-shot, fluff!!!

Chars. Involved ;; Glamrock Freddy Fazbear [fnaf sb]

A/N ;; AAAA my first Fnaf request! Thank you thank you!! I'll try to make this one as enjoyable as it can be!! Requests are still open for anyone wanting to request!

As closing announcement rung, children, adults and families alike make their way to the entrance to get out and go home. You can still see how some kids needs to be dragged due to crying, some are sulking, and some are just throwing a whole fit, and as annoying as it may be, you can't help but feel bad for them too. They went all this way just to see Freddy, you know damn well some of those kids only wanted to get here to see Freddy. Yet, the misfortune happened to day seemed to have crushed those dreams of theirs.

It's not like you're blaming the bear animatronic too, oh God no, for all you know he's probably also sulking in his room. It sucks that he's not allowed to see the kids after the thing happened during his performance, the mechanic S.T.A.F.F workers said it was too risky and dangerous, and that he's better off being checked tomorrow to avoid repercussions. And so they sent him back in his room before telling him to prepare himself for tomorrow, he was practically dragging his feet, and you couldn't help but also feel terrible for him as well.

It took about 30 minutes before the Pizzaplex is finally emptied out, leaving only a bundle of mess that you let the S.T.A.F.F bots take care of, you locked the doors from the inside, leaving the key by the station nearby in case any of your coworkers leaves early. And as much as you hate to think about it, you do know that tonight's work hasn't ended yet, and even when you wanted to complain- you can't. You signed a contract to work here, even when you knew exactly what you're getting yourself into.

But that's not your main priority right now. Currently, you're walking the halls of the pizzaplex, waving by some of the people you work with as you try to get your way to Freddy's green room. And as you got there, you knock on his door, hearing a faint "come in" from the other side.

The sight you're seeing breaks your heart, he's sitting by his desk mirror with his head in his palms. You were about to call his name out but he turned to face you right before you do so. "Oh, (y-y/n), i didn't thought it was you." He sighed out, going back to his slump position after he's about to stand up due to him thinking you're someone else. "Sorry rock-star, for being like this in front of you."

You always finds it endearing the way Freddy just finds a nickname for absolutely everyone, ranging from Superstar to something cheesy like Buttercup. He uses these names on you too, or just general people he likes. Not his fellow bandmates though. They made it clear not to be called something like that. "It's fine, big guy. How are you holding up? Are you alright?" You took a moment to study his expression, all the while closing the door behind you as to not alert the night guards. The bear huffed, looking down as he lets himself be droopy and sad. "I'm okay, thank you." He looks at you, smiling to show his gratitude. "I'm so sorry for making your work a bit more challenging due to my own malfunctions, I'm.. not sure what happened."

You could tell just how distressed he is from the tone he used while talking, half lidded eyes looking at the ground in guilt that he had indirectly burdened you even further. Slowly, you pulled on his hand, fragile gesture pulling his attention onto you as you kept tugging. "Freddy Fazbear," "...yeah?" You looked at him straight in the eyes, he didn't show it, but it did made him nervous. Slow steps back while you keep your gaze on him, not letting him avert his eye contact.

"Stand up."

And so he did, metal clinks from his body lifting itself from the chair as you came face to face with him, he was practically towering you if that isn't obvious, looking down with the softest gaze contrasting just how big he looks in front of you, knowing full well he could kill you on the spot if he so wanted. Yet, you can't imagine that, definitely not when it comes to the big bear. "Now look at me, what do you think of me?"

Your question caught the animatronic off guard, though his ear perked either way, soon enough his eyes lights up in thinking of an answers. "Well," he thought of lightly, building his train of thought as he revisits the time with you in his mind, "I think you were and always has been an amazing addition to our family here in the pizzaplex. You're well-mannered, the kids likes you, and very responsible." He spoke nonchalantly, as you try to not let your ego get the best of you. As he stops, you look back to him with a smile, before pointing straight at him.

"If that's so, then what does that make you?"

"What?"

Slow whirring noises as Freddy defensively puts his arm up, surprised from your sudden pointing. "Freddy, you're the main attraction, you brought kids and adults happiness all the time! You're very very good towards kids, moreso than i am, and not to mention how much of a gentleman you are. If i am an amazing addition to the family, then Freddy, you're the reason the family existed."

Touched was an understatement, as he smiles and slowly brings his arms down, a hand by his chest as if he's wrenching his own heart despite not having one. A physical one at least. He's one of the few people in your life with feelings so pure you wouldn't believe that he's a robot. "(Y/n)... Superstar i-" "And Freddy?" You cut him off, walking a few steps forward to be right in front of him. He looks at you as he closes back his mouth, silently telling you to go on. "You're the reason some families would go at blind o'clock in the morning in attempt to see one of your amazing performance! So what if today had a little hiccup? It was bound to happen, tomorrow they're going to see what happened to you and from then on you'll the jolly ol' everyone's favorite Freddy again! So don't worry, alright? Also-"

You didn't even finish your words as you feel big metal arms incasing you with a hug, looking up to see a big bear smile, you couldn't do anything but hugged him back, cherishing the embrace. The next five minutes was spent that way, till you inevitably had to tap out, due to you getting tired of being in the same position while standing. "Thank you, starlight, thank you very much. You really helped lifting my spirits. I... I still feel a bit bitter about today but, you're right. I'll try to cheer up now, don't you have tasks to do? I don't want to get in your way even more than i already am."

Ah, right, your tasks. You need some things to do before you're allowed to go home, that's how working here- and pretty much everywhere, works. Well. Maybe going home late would be okay, afterall, you feel happy being able to help the big bear. Let's bask in this feeling for a little more shall we?

[postapocalyptic-cryptic]

hey mikey! idk if you're still taking asks from the prompt post. if you are, could you do 33 for faielan pls (and make that shit hurt)?

if you're not taking the asks any more, no worries, just ignore this :)

SO this whole thing. It's kind of inspired by @calamity-aims's fic from yesterday, which I'm not going to link bc it's 18+. Basically, Faielan is having some serious relationship problems. Faie and Quinlan love each other, but they both have some issues and Faie doesn't really believe that Quinlan loves him.

Just. Vulnerability in love. ouch

Faie’s so warm. He always is, even through his armor. Warm and bright in the Force and Quinlan holds him close, holds his face and presses a kiss to smiling lips. 

“I love you,” he tells Faie. “So much, sweetheart.” 

For a moment, Faie presses up into the hug, kisses him again, then pushes their foreheads together. Quinlan’s chest might burst. 

Then, “How many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me?” 

Quinlan stumbles back. They’re face-to-face now, and Faie’s armor is gone. His clothes are gone, too, he’s standing naked in their bedroom (Quinlan’s bedroom, no matter how much he likes to pretend, it’s just his bedroom) looking at him with tears in his eyes. “Faie… what?” 

“I said, ‘how many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me? I know you don’t love me. You never did. You’re just using me.” 

“Faie—”

Quinlan wakes up with Faie’s name on his lips, arms convulsing around nothing—no, not nothing. Faie’s curled up fast asleep in his arms, and Quinlan’s almost crushed him with his stupid nightmare-reflex. 

It’s dark in Quinlan’s room. Of course it is, it’s the middle of the night. 02:56, the green-lit clock informs him. Too dark to see each other. Too dark to make eye contact, and too quiet to be ringing with the remnants of Faie’s heartbroken voice. 

Faie’s still warm against him. That part of the dream had been real. He’s crushed himself as close to Quinlan’s front as possible, bare skin to bare skin and hot breaths on Quinlan’s collarbone and delicate eyelashes fluttering in his sleep. He’s got an arm around Quinlan’s ribs and the other bent up between them. Their legs are tangled together. Everything is fine. 

Everything is fine. 

(Faie wakes up just past three in the morning. He’s so close to Quinlan he can hear the beating of his heart. It’s slower than Faie’s. Faie’s hammers in his chest, beating bad idea, bad idea, bad idea in time with his stinging eyes. He needs to stop waking up like this. He needs to stop staying the night. 

There’s no point in hoping, kid, Alpha’s voice rumbles in his memory. Some things just aren’t meant to be. 

Carefully, gently, Faie disentangles himself from Quinlan’s arms. It’s cold. He does his best not to shiver.)

[teukyo]

treasure reaction to: the prettiest girl in the school confessing their love to them

requested: yes <33

genre: fluff, comedy-ish idk

a/n: i was kinda struggling with this because i think most of them would react the same so i put them into groups if that’s okay !! also i had the mindset that every member said yes so

would get flustered- hyunsuk, junkyu, yoshi, junghwan

so obviously the prettiest girl in the school has a rep of well ,, being pretty, so everyone is just so in awe whenever they see her

so it would definitely be a surprise to these three that the girl of everyone’s dreams is in front of them profuse their feelings to them

junkyu would definitely be stuttering at first like “o-oh?? really??”

he’d just be very shocked that like,, wow,, she likes me

and he probably would just stare at her for a couple seconds because he’s like ?? why ??

and the poor girl would just be like ??? why isn’t he responding ??

hyunsuk and yoshi would handle it very well in comparison to junkyu but i think they’d just be very shaked up about the entire situation

like on the outside theyre like “oh! that’s nice” but on the inside they’re like “?!-$/?/?/?/?/?!/€£???! what??!”

in general junghwan would get flustered with every confession he gets

so it’s no surprise that he’d be like 0///0 the entire time

and i feel like he’d be kind of curious too ?? he’d be like “oh is this the girl that all my friends talk about”

which in return would make him even more flustered because that IS the girl everyone talks about

very smug about it- jihoon, doyoung

personally i feel like these two are used to a lot of people liking them (i mean jihoon is just so out there who wouldn’t like him and doyoung — he’s doyoung)

like they honestly wouldn’t be surprised when they see the prettiest girl trail at them after school muttering that she has something to say

“i like you!” she’d say and then you have jihoon smiling at her all cockily. he’d honestly joke around at first saying he knew the entire time which would end up getting the girl all flustered

doyoung would definitely joke around too, saying “i like you!” at the same time as her just to lighten up the whole situation since he could tell how nervous the poor thing was

they both just act very casual about it because and try not to make a big deal because yk,, things spread fast in school and they don’t want it to be blown out in proportion

and like i said, the girl would probably be very nervous and they just want to ease up the situation bc they’re sweet boys •^•

wouldn’t care: haruto, asahi, jeongwoo

in general i think these three are the ones who care the least about finding a significant other especially jeongwoo he seems like he has better things to do TBH

so whenever they hear their friends or their classmates talk about the prettiest girl having a crush on somebody they’d just be like “oh alright”

because they value personality 10000x more (i think all the boys are like this but these three are even more if that makes sense ??)

like they’d just think ‘oh they’re pretty— and?’

so when they find out that the oh-so-pretty girl’s crush is actually THEM, they’d just be like “,,, alright *shrugs*”

none of them would be mean about it but they would just treat it as any normal confession

haruto would go “oh— that’s nice :P” and the girl would be so confused and would probably think she got rejected or something (which isn’t the case at all haruto was just a bit confused at the time ajkdodjaja)

jeongwoo would just stare at her and say “??? alright then” and would fidget with his hands for a bit because he doesn’t seem like the type to know how to handle confessions because he’s never really thought about being in a relationship at all LOL

so the girl would just be like “it’s fine i already know your answer :(“ and walk away sadly and that’s when jeongwoo is like ‘oH WAIT’

asahi would be a mixture of both he’d be like “ah that’s cool— i guess” and then look off in the distance because he’s like ?? help ?? this is kinda awkward ??

and the girl would just try to make eye contact with him but asahi just straight up refuses to ajdkofiejqkakx

it all goes well though in the end so *claps*

a mixture of everything above: yedam, jaehyuk, mashiho

for starters my mind just automatically thinks they also get confessed to a lot (i mean look at yedams sopa pictures,, and jaehyuks hs photos,, and i’ve only seen like two pics of mashiho at school but HE LOOKED GOOD SO)

and they’re all just very friendly it’s like impossible not to fall for them ??

i feel like they would already be friends with the girl right off the bat because they just have that aura that’s like “^_^ i’m friendly” which makes everyone come up to them naturally and want to be their friend

so when the girl is like “i have a crush ><“ them being the kind guys they are, they’re like, “oh who? i can help!”

but then they sense that the girl is awfully nervous about it so they ask if she’s okay

which then prompts her to confess her true feelings towards them

like i said, i think all of them would be everything above. they’d just go through 10 different emotions all at once because they’re like “my friend likes me?”

yedam would be more on the flustered side because he just wants to help her out. so when he finds out he’s the one she likes and the only way to help her out technically is to say yes, he’d be like “O_O this isn’t what i expected”

jaehyuk would be more on the cocky side, but to be honest that’s all just a front. in the inside he’s like “???!!!?!????!?!” but on the outside he’s like “oh course it is— haha!”

he just doesn’t want to screw up a good friendship tbh •^•

mashiho would be on the “wouldn’t care” side saying “oh that’s cool..”

but that’s only because it takes him a few moments to register that the one she likes is HIM.

so now he’s on the flustered side like “ohmyhdoskdokdkwadk wait are you actually serious”

and when the girl slowly nods her head, he tries to laugh it off because wowie !! she likes him !!

these three, like jihoon and doyoung, would try to lighten up the situation too because the confession was really out of the blue which caused a state of shock to all of them at first ahkdojajdjdj

[anthonyed]

I'll keep you warm, stevetony (fluff mayhaps?)

Anon, not gonna lie: I did the prompts in order so the one I did before this were angst and hurt/comfort respectively which made me forgot how to write fluff for a sec. Point is: before I wrote the actual (what I hope) fluff (above cut and some below), I wrote something that leans more to hurt/comfort/soft (some weird genre idk) and I’m including that under the cut just because.

Hope at least one of the below satisfies your fluff need, anon :) (from this list: "I'll keep you warm")

-//-

Steve is something else. 

Well, he's many things in the sense that you see or hear him do that and be like, yeah. That sounds like Steve. 

But then, there are other things he'd do and nobody would buy Tony when he says: "Steve did that! I swear, Pepper, I'm not exaggerating."

Like right now, coming into the workshop wrapped neck down in their comforter which -

"What are you doing?" Tony asks, jaw slack, voice high and airy in disbelief, mouth agape and eyes wide behind his safety goggles. 

Lucky for him, he created JARVIS when he was 21 and had a stroke of brilliance in the middle of an ugly grieving so he doesn't have to suffer a third-degree burn from a hot glue gun today. 

Steve though, he plops in front of Tony with his massive comforter wrapped form and burrows into it deeper, letting only baby blue eyes peek out like a damned mole - Jesus Christ - and he whines, "I'm cold."

Tony's mouth snaps close at one. His eyes narrow and he points the glue-gun at Steve. "You," he says, "You, you, you. I know exactly what you're doing."

But Steve is a stubborn, stubborn man. He makes sure he gets what he wants by the sheer force of his will if that's what he's left to give. Or maybe it's Tony who's a weak dumb man when it comes to Steve.

Either way, Steve purses his lips, bats his lashes and tilts his head at an angle. All the while looking at Tony with those baby blue puppy eyes and that's all it takes for Tony to drop the glue gun and groan into his hands. 

This is not fair! "Jarvis, I need this footage to show Pepper tomorrow morning," he says, standing up. 

Steve straightens up, letting his whole head pop out of the blanket burrito he'd wrapped himself in and Tony makes it a point to chuck his goggles with an extra dose of venom while glaring at him. 

"Captain America, they said. Prime man full of virtues, my ass. This!" he points at Steve's exaggerated innocent face. "This is not virtue. This is playing dirty."

"But I'm not Captain America," Steve grins, dropping the facade as he waddles clumsily behind Tony, marching out of the shop; the extra length of the comforter dragging like a tail behind him. "I'm Steve Rogers, making sure my boyfriend comes to bed on time."

Tony waits until they're inside the elevator to stare him up and down and he lets out a defeated sigh, "Still not fair."

Steve smiles, smug and well - he has a very good reason to be, no shit. "All is fair in love and war," he says, chest puffing out in pride.

"No," Tony draws the line. "You say that one more time and I'm going straight back to the shop."

The effect is instant like he'd flicked a switch and Steve goes from a smug bastard to his faux innocent puppy eyes burrowing into his comforter wrap.

"But I am cold." He mumbles into it, blinking up at Tony. "I need you to warm me up."

And the elevator door opens, but Tony has already made up his mind quicker. "Are you now?" He pouts back, cocking his head sideway, playing into whatever his boyfriend's doing.

But the wiggle to his lips betray his mischievous intent spectacularly and Steve's already one foot out of the elevator by the time Tony lunges for him. 

Super soldier and their super speed: "Come here, you!" Tony calls, breaking into a jog and God forbid, he'd lived close to half a century of his life; Steve even worse, but also not. He's 33 if they're counting out the years he'd spent in the ice. Still old enough to not run but he is; bolting into their shared bedroom like the devil himself is at his tail, chuckles like chiming bells following his path. 

And no, Tony thinks, after the first few feet. He refuses to play chase at this age, but not so much to tickling Steve in the bed once he'd caught up. Asking, "You want me to keep you warm? Huh? Is that what you want? I'll keep you warm. Come here, you big blonde cheat." 

All the while Steve's laughing into the pile of comforter he'd shed as soon as he'd accomplished his mission, twitching with every poke and jab to his flanks.

"Uncle!" He gasps. "Uncle, uncle, uncle!"

And Tony lets him go. Breath heaving as he rolls off of Steve, brushing hair out of his eyes. "You asked for this." He tells his panting boyfriend; red in the face, hair mussed, spilling soft all over his face and he looks so precious that Tony has to just cup his face and smack a kiss on his grinning mouth.

"You win," he admits, rolling out of the bed and peeling off his shirt, letting it fall in a lump on the floor as he walks to the bathroom to brush his teeth. 

"This time!" He shouts back just to make it clear, so Steve doesn't get any wild ideas about fooling Tony again in the future.

He thinks he hears a faint "Every single time," but promptly decides to ignore that. 

-//- vers 2 -//-

“Come here,” Steve says, stretched out in bed looking expectant like everything’s perfect.

Any other time, Tony would have leaped at the chance. He’s never been a guy for picket fences and happy endings but sitting in one of Barton’s kid’s rooms changes perspective. 

If you look out the window, you can see the barn cum garage and Tony’s been there earlier this afternoon, checking on their tractor, speaking with Fury about stuff and he’d came out of there for hours now but there was a thought he had when he was still inside: 

Wood fire is great; Steve could chop the logs and I can work the tractor. We’ll have to discuss who cooks dinner, and there’ll be a kid, a boy running around calling for us, maybe. One day - Maybe.

And that thought’s still swimming in his head. 

The thing is, they’re still raw from battle. Just hours ago, they’d almost had a fight (if not for Mrs Barton) and now, Steve’s here on a single bed pretending like that didn’t happen, calling Tony for a cuddle.

“I’m fine.” He says, turning back to the gauntlet he's fiddling with under a low table lamp, straining his eyes behind his glasses.

It’s late summer but something about the secluded farmhouse in the middle of nowhere makes the wind chiller. And his body responds with a shiver when a draft passes by. He looks up, checks the window and he knows it’s closed tight; he did that a minute ago. 

“Tony,” Steve sighs, sounding closer than before and when he looks up, he’s right; Steve is closer, he’s sitting on the edge of the bed now - Didn’t even hear him move, which is a surprise, so Tony looks at the bed frame, wondering what material it’s made of. 

“Tony,” Steve calls again. Softer.

He looks up. Steve looks weary, but he strains to smile. “Come to bed,” he says. “You need rest.”

And Tony knows he does, but- 

But, he doesn’t deserve to rest. He is the reason why all this happened - is happening - in the first place. He caused this - How can he rest?

He goes back to the gauntlet.

And he forgets just how stubborn Steve is until he feels a hand on his shoulder. Then another lands over his, before he can even turn around, to pry the gauntlet from his fingers. “Come on,” Steve says, pressing the words into his temple.

With one hand, he frees the tiny wrench from Tony’s grip while he holds Tony’s head to his mouth with the other, pressing a kiss and he combs his hair back, leaning away, looking into Tony’s eyes when a shiver wrecks down Tony’s spine.

“It’s kinda cold tonight,” he smiles, soft eyes tempting like whiskey on a lonely evening, “Warm me up?” and Tony has to roll his eyes at that.

“What are you? 12?” he snorts. “Is this how you flirt, because Rogers you better count your lucky stars you landed me for your boyfriend. I let you get away with this. Anyone else, I doubt they will.”

“I got blue eyes and blonde hair,” Steve shrugs and it’s lame; Tony knows what he’s doing, knows it’s working, but it’s not like he’s fighting against Steve’s efforts, anyway.

They’re lame; could be better. But it’s past midnight in some unregistered region on earth and they’re tired from fighting his own creation, tired of arguing; it's a picket fence farm with children and everything feels like fairy dreams here. 

Tony doesn’t do fairy dreams but Steve makes him want to. He makes him think: maybe - one day. 

Maybe that’s why he lets Steve have that satisfaction of pulling him up to his feet and onto the bed.

Maybe that’s why he lets Steve tuck his head under his chin and says, “I’ll keep you warm, super soldier.”

[zhuhongs]

Here’s my long ass review of TGCF that literally no one asked for it i have opinions and I have no one to tell them too so i must write them out and post them. (also part of this is abt the mdzs novel bc i can’t not compare them and I have a lot of thoughts abt that too)

This is very very long so it’s going under a read more. Spoilers ahead!!

Okay so first off this book was a fucking behemoth i can’t believe i read all of that (minus the extras) in under a week.. what the fuck. I definetly got reading fatigue halfway thru book 3.

I’m gonna separate my thoughts into sections bc i  have a few points that don’t all relate

firstly, overall writing and organization:

I said it earlier but tgcf is a lot more structurally sound than mdzs imo. My biggest criticism of the MDZS novel (minus the bad sex scenes, homophobia, and general I hate mxtxness of it) was the way the flashbacks were presented. 

Like OH MY GOD they were presented so badly. I hated that the flashback was told intermittently and only when one of the characters invoked the past. For example, when WWX meets Jiang Cheng and a second time, Jin Ling distracts JC to release “Mo Xuanyu” bc he saved his life in the Nie Ancestral hall earlier. WWX then proceeds to be the self sacrificing dude he is and take away Jin Ling’s curse and put it on himself. When he escapes and returns to LWJ, LWJ offers to carry him.

 If you watched CQL, you know exactly what LWJ is referring to when he says smth to the effect of “You once offered to carry me too, remember.” HOWEVER in the novel you don’t know what he’s talking about. This is because the flashback wasn’t been revealed to you yet. The next chapter goes to tell the flashback. I think that this takes away all of the emotional depth away from the scene. But in CQL, having the flashback already be known, you make the connection on your own and are like “awww wangji remembers that.. even 16 years later.“ Its a lot sweeter bc you know what the two have gone thru. At this point in the MDZS novel its barely the 30th chapter or so and you have no real idea what wangxian have been thru together or what reasons wangji has for loving wwx. You just think, well obviously they like each other bc this is a danmei novel and they are the two leads, ofc they have to like each other. But in cql, you learn through watching them that they’re in love. It’s not just like”well they have to be!! its a bl!!”

Okay that was a rlly long side tangent but it makes me so angry. So what did any of that have to do with TGCF?? well tgcf doesn’t have this issue. In fact, i believe that it gains a lot from having the flashback withheld from the reader. 

I really liked how the flashbacks were contained to books 2 and 4 respectively because it adds a layer of mystery. Hua Cheng is a very secretive man so it makes sense for us to not know everything about him upfront. The way that the author teases and hints little things at you make you want to know more, making it all the more satisfying when the truth is revealed. Because in a way you Know that Hua Cheng meets Xie Lian before and you know that he’s the child XL saved during the God Pleasing Ceremony but you don’t know all the details. Like obviously since Hua Cheng is a ghost you know that he’s died and it was likely for Xie Lian or Xian le’s sake but you probably never expected that he actually died twice. Once on the battle field and second when he took the human face disease. I think the difference between these flashbacks and the flashbacks in MDZS result from the length. In TGCF you get two long concise flashbacks that make sense to be placed where they are. Book 2 because you already have a feel and hint at what the characters have been through and book 4 because the White No Face appears again so then you learn how he and Xie Lian met before. It wouldn’t make sense to place book 2 any earlier bc there is no emotional impact. And it doesn’t make sense to place book 4 earlier because you don’t know what the white no face’s deal is so it’d be confusing. In MDZS, you get numerous short flashbacks happening alongside the main story and it makes it hard to piece together the timeline in a way that feels satisfying. Ik a lot of ppl grill cql for having a confusing intro episode and having a rlly long flashback but its much better than the mdzs novel. However the mdzs donghua handles the flashback in the most concise way imo.

Overall i think the way the story is structured is very good and is a step up from mdzs. Also the horror aspects of tgcf are rlly enjoyable and honestly i think mxtx should just write short horror stories at this point. like enough long ass novels chock full of fetishization. just write some fun horror with no romance and call it a day.. pls

Side Characters:

okay so straight up, i think the side characters arent used as well as they were in mdzs bc mxtx wanted to focus on hualian and didn’t want to give the side characters as much focus. This is a weaker point of the novel.

I’ll get into it more below but i think hua cheng was done dirty as a character by having him rlly only care abt xie lian. Since he doesn;t have any real relationships with others outside of xie lian this takes away from having more depth in the side characters. They’re really only related as far as xie lian’s relationship with them. Though thankfully xie lian gets rather close with a few officials and the ones we get to see more of are rlly interesting. I especially loved the reconciliation of mu qing, feng xin, and xie lian at the end of book 5. honestly their relationship was one my favorites and i’m glad they finally said what they had to say to each other after 800 fucking years. Also Shi Qingxuan is a delight. we stan sqx in this house.

The characters i wish we had seen more of were yushi huang (although she didnt rlly want to be there, good for her), Quan Yizhen and Yin Yu. I very much wish yizhen and yin yus story happened earlier on and we had more time with them. It felt strange to have their subplot occur towards the end and it was sort of out of place but i liked them a lot!! i wish there was more to it. and that there was a reconcilation but mxtx hates happy shidi’s doesnt she, (glares at novel jc). Also man yin yu did NOT have to die like that i’m sad.

Also, honestly.. i don’t think qi rong added to the story whatsoever and i have no clue why he and guzi were there. qi rong just pissed me off the whole time and added literally nothing.

going back to yushi huang, i’d like to say for the millionth time that i hate how mxtx uses any of her female characters. like we get it.. u hate women being useful... im still pressed but what i want to say has been said many times before so ill leave it at that.

Hualian:

I really really did like hualian at the end. They had a truly epic love story and it was so beautiful, especially when hua cheng repeated his words as wuming to xie lian as he started to disappear. But, I said it once and i’ll say it again. I don’t think Hualian is a super healthy relationship. As fiction its fine (i firmly believe fiction impacts reality but let me finish), i guess bc literally nothing about their situation can be replicated irl and none of it ended up containing manipulation or abuse or anything bad but there was a potential for it to and i’m really glad it didnt go that route.

Hualian is a highly idealized and romanticized relationship full of some truly troubling feelings of self worth. While its “beautiful” in a way that hc really was xls most devoted believer, it wasnt healthy for him to live for xl like this. Nor was it healthy for xl to feel so unworthy of hua chengs love.  

Hua Cheng’s devotion to Xie Lian is a little too extreme and it bothers me. When the truth was revealed abt the Temple of 10,000 Gods I had the same reaction as Mu Qing and Feng Xin. I was like... HEY WHAT THE FUCKK that’s a little uh... thats NOT HEALTHY,, dianxia PLEASE say smth. But ofc Xie Lian didn’t say fucking anything and and i was so pissed. Like the whole thing of Hua Cheng living his life solely for XIe Lian is really kinda fucked up and not romantic. I was holding out hope that at some point XIe Lian would sit him down and be like “Hey! I love you and i’m really grateful that all these years you’ve still believed in me when no one else did. But you can’t just live your life for my sake. You deserve love from many other other people and deserve to have a life and happiness outside of me. I still want to spend the rest of my life with you, but you need to not only think of me.” or something to that effect

It bothers me that after Xie Lian learns the truth he doesn’t once reassure Hua Cheng that he didn’t have to make Xie Lian his reason for existence. Like.. idk i just think that’s rlly kinda unhealthy. Like I understand why Hua Cheng is so deeply devoted to Xie Lian-- he saved his life twice and was the only one to ever show him kindness and he’s seen xie lian suffer a fate worse than death multiple times. I get that he wants to protect him and make his life easier, but to not let anyone else into his life and spend 800 years looking for xie lian is just overkill. Like if the whole 10k statues thing never happened i’d be 100 percent fine with hualin but the whole devotion to that extent... uhhh yea.. no that put a bad taste in my mouth. Obsession should not be romanticised. I don’t think any reader of tgcf is going out and deciding to live like hua cheng obviously but still.

Also Side note, the whole 100 swords scene.. bro i felt for hua cheng, the way he screamed seeing that, i don’t blame him. I was so horrified reading that chapter. i don’t think i’ve been so horrified by a piece of media like that in a while. Poor fucking xie lian.. oh my god. I understand the intense reaction he had and how seeing that prompted such a degree of loyalty but still.. 10k statues?? the cave that mu qing and feng xin saw... thats a little too much obssession... like please.. dial it back.. im begging u.

I was talking to mary (liviahyes) and she said smth abt how Hua Cheng doesn’t have a character outside of xie lian. And she’s right, he kinda doesn’t. If Xie Lian didn’t exist neither would Hua Cheng. I get that that counds kinda romantic but in practice i don’t think its a good things. Especially because Xie Lian has a story outside of Hua Cheng, hehas goals, he has friends, he has something. Hua Cheng said it-- his only dream is Xie Lian. Which is romantic but very very unbalanced. 

THAT BEING SAID, i still rly liked their relationship and i think theyre cute they just have issues they need to work through. I mean they have time but yea. It wasn’t perfect but eh. overall i’m bitter bc they couldve been THAT COUPLE but theyre so many bad implications as mentioned above and i.. smh. They still have amazing moments. Like the lantern scene, the alter scene, the “what matters is you, not the state of you”, the end when hua cheng helps release the shackles on xie lian, the scene where hua cheng disappears, the way xie lian waited for him, like they were so close to being THAT COUPLE but then mxtx and her fujo ass just had to make it uncomfortable like that. i’m so bitter. Like the reason why i wrote out all of this is bc this novel could’ve been great but so many little things added up and made the experience far more sour than it shouldve been.

MXTX did hua cheng SO DIRTY by not giving him a character much outside of loving xie lian and being good at everything. Like when I first learned abt how Hua Cheng beat 33 heavenly officials at what they excel in best i was like WHO IS THIS LEGEND but honestly.. he rlly doesn’t have any motivations outside of helping xie lian and I wish he had more to him . Like if we had more situations like the one where hua cheng dug out his own eye to save the group of mortals on mount tong’lu then he’d have been a much more well rounded character. Honestly, that’s rlly the only instance where he seems to have taken xie lians ideals to heart. I wish we had more of that bc that scene was so cool. i wish it hadn’t been revealled so late and there was more than one occasion where he defends others (minus xie lian ofc) without anything for himself to gain that.

To contrast hualian with wangxian, i think wangxian work so well bc at their core, they have the same life goals and same ideas about people and the world. Where in hualian, xie lian has core principles and morals and hua cheng is just like, anything for xie lian. SMH they couldve been great but overall i think hualian falls flat for me because of my own fear of dating someone who doesn’t have a life outside of dating me. Moreso, my parents had this sort of unbalanced relationship towards the end of their marriage and it ended very badly and yea, i just can’t whole heartedly love relationships that in any way resemble this, even if it ends differently. that’s a personal thing tho.

I don’t think Hua Cheng has ANY bad intentions towards Xie Lian or ever will. I don’t think he’s ever manipulated xl or tried to force him to love him. But again, it’s my own personal feelings that makes me feel kinda.. ehh conflicted abt hualian. There was potential but again.. fujoshis ruin everything... smh. Overall i think the way it ended redeemed the issues it had but still there were issues and i really wish xie lian like,, reassured hua cheng about living his life freely at some point but whatever. 

IN CONCLUSION

TGCF had the potential to be better than mdzs, it rlly did but it was bogged down by the authors own toxic mentalities abt love, and mlm relationships, and treating women like ppl and it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I enjoyed this book, truly i did (otherwise i wouldn’t have stuck through and read 750k words of it) but there are some flaws that cannot be glossed over. I hope that tgcf when it does get adapted, goes through the same miracle that cql did and makes the characters more like ppl and less like tropes but i doubt it. Also i highly doubt that a live action tgcf is feasible given the supernatural aspects of the series but we shall see. I’m excited for the donghua when it eventual comes out but i will continue to be critical of the novel bc..well.. you see why. idk if i’d reccommend this book tbh bc like yes i would, no i would... well.. </3. yea. overall, it sure was something that i enjoyed in spades. especially the last 5 chapters. I generally liked it but had many issues with it at the same time, but honestly, yea thats the standard fair for a mxtx novel. 

[kyukun]

How to Get Your Boyfriend's Attention (OumaSai)

g od  ye svsurjfjf i tried making this as fluffy as i could! hopefully you can tell this is pregame??? idk i dont think their pregame versions would be tol different from their ingame personalities but there are a few differences! also a few angsty foreshadowing included in this ;33 enjoy!

title: how to get your boyfriend's attention 

summary: When you’re trying to do your homework, sometimes it can be difficult. Especially if your boyfriend is clingy and craves your attention 24/7.

word count: 1219

~~ prompt starts after cut! ~~

Kokichi shuffled around in his backpack, scouring around to reach his binder. He had pulled the black object from the depths of its confinements and put it on the coffee table. "Come on Saihara-chan, we should start working on our homework." Shuichi nodded and did as he was told. Reluctantly though. To be completely honest, he really didn't feel like doing his school work, or anything for that matter. The only thing plaguing his mind was wanting Kokichi's attention.

 He just wanted some affection was all. He enjoyed the days where Kokichi came over and watched Danganronpa with him and they cuddled, he loved those days the most. Kokichi was pretty focused on his studies however, wanting to get good grades to go to his dream college, which Shuichi could respect. He knew how important his boyfriend's grades were to him so he offered to study and do homework with him after school to spend more time with him.

 Though the only downside of that is Kokichi was super focused when he studied or did his classwork, leaving Saihara to fend for himself and continue to be absolutely touch starved even if he was mere centimeters away. 

 He didn't want to admit he was being clingy (even though Kokichi was very well aware of that fact,) and decided to just fight against his urges to just tackle Kokichi to the ground and never let him go.

 They were third years, they only had so much time together. And adding onto the stress of applying for colleges, the Danganronpa auditions were coming up soon. They were both excited to audition, promising one another that they'd be the ones claiming victory in the game even though they weren't too sure of the odds of that happening; they remained hopeful. Shuichi set down his own binder which had been filled with mini Danganronpa stickers as well as a variety of random pencil markings.

 "Ouma-kun, you know this isn't due for at least another week right?" He said, trying his best to somehow convince Kokichi to drop the work for at least a day to spend the day with him but to no avail, he had already begun working on the project as Shuichi was talking. "It's always good to work ahead, Saihara-chan."

 He grumbled as the smaller boy smiled peacefully, his pencil marking the paper beneath him. His arm was propped up along the table as his legs were crossed over the other, his cheek pressed against his leaning arm. He had begun humming along to a song to help him concentrate as Shuichi stared blankly at the paper in front of him.

 He glanced over at Kokichi was swinging his head to the small melody he had created. He looked adorable. Shuichi scooted a bit closer to him, trying his best to make it seem like he wasn't doing this on purpose. He nervously looked over at his boyfriend from his peripheral, making sure he hadn't drawn any suspicions yet.

 He scooted over once more, this time he was now touching Kokichi's knee with his own. "Saihara-chan, are you moving on purpose?"

 "No! There's just a better view here…" He blushed frantically glancing back and forth between the wall and Kokichi. The latter laughed and rested his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, "Okay. Remember to start working." Shuichi nodded, continuing to blankly stare at his paper.

 God he needed affection! Right now!

 Time to start pulling out the big guns. 

 Shuichi did the old "yawning" trick. He stretched out his arms as best as he could, eventually they dropped right on Kokichi's shoulder. Kokichi smirked as he remained fixated on his paper, not bothering to look away. "Saihara-chan, what do you think you're doing?"

 "Stretching."

 "On my shoulder?"

 "It's a new type of stretch called the "Over the shoulder" stretch. It helps relax your femur."

 "Really? Your femur? The bone in your thigh?"

 "Yes?" Kokichi chuckled and laid further into Shuichi's arms, dropping his pencil down as he closed his eyes. "You're a terrible liar." God his boyfriend was such an idiot at times. 

 Once Kokichi had picked up his pencil again, Shuichi had begun whining almost? It wasn't a full on whine but it was pretty darn close. Interesting. He decided to try and play innocent, ignoring Shuichi a bit further. Shuichi had enough, going behind the smaller boy and wrapping his hands around his waist to pull him further, burying his face into the nape of his neck.

 Bingo.

 He couldn't help but be a little flustered, still unable to get used to the physical affection Shuichi had given him. He tried to keep his cool but to no avail, turning into a blushing mess when the latter kissed the back of his neck, making him jolt his spot with a hand clasped at the back of the spot he kissed. "S-Saihara-chan! What are you doing?!"

 "Kissing you."

 "W-Why?"

 "I can't kiss my own boyfriend?"

 "I didn't say that…"

 "Then?"

 He continued to leave kisses at the back of his neck, Kokichi squirming under his touch. Concentrating on this paper was more difficult than he had anticipated. Shuichi had his arms wrapped around his waist, a small pout forming on his lips. "When are going to finish? Do it later."

 "What's up with you today? You were the one who suggested this…"

 "'Cause I wanted to spend time with you. But all of your attention is on that stupid paper, I feel ignored."

 He had started to feel a bit guilty. Maybe he was right. This paper was due in another week after all, it wouldn't hurt to take a little break. "Right. I'm sorry, Saihara-chan. M-maybe we can take a little break for five minutes—" Shuichi let out a groan in response.

 "An hour?"

 Another groan. Kokichi couldn't help but let out a smile. This was pleasing to him in some form. It made him happy that Shuichi wanted his attention. Though it would be nice if he was more straightforward about it. "The whole day?"

 Shuichi smiled and nodded happily, "Yes. Hey, Ouma-kun. Can you call me by my first name from now on?"

 "W-what?! What's wrong with… Saihara-chan…" He was now turned towards Shuichi, his face buried deep into his chest as he clinged onto his worn out Kirigiri shirt. "Nothing at all! I like it but… I'd like it more if you called me my actual name."

 He remained silent, his face still redder than ever. Shuichi sighed and patted his boyfriend's hair, twirling around a few strands of it within his finger. "I'll start then. Kokichi." He couldn't help but grin as he felt Kokichi whine into his shirt, clearly flustered. "Kokichi, I love you." He repeated in a teasing, sing-song tone. He could hear Kokichi whine out a small "stop" but he wanted to continue teasing him just a bit more.

 "Kokichi, we're going to win Danganronpa together. And I'll make sure that I'll protect you no matter what!"

 "Sh-Shuichi, I love you… too…"

 "There it is! See? That wasn't so bad." He shook Kokichi lightly by his shoulders. Kokichi grumbled and began lightly giggling, "Whatever, after this break, I'm doing my paper."

 "What? No fair! It's Danganronpa night!"

 "Well if you do your paper too, we can still have Danganronpa night."

 "Fine."

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Could I request 33 and 35 on the angst prompts for Roman?? Live for your writing honestly, you cant find a lot of the stuff you do elsewhere

Hm, idk how 33 can fit in with this so I’ll just do 35 if that’s okay! Thank you, btw! :)

35) “Would they even notice if I vanished?”

…….

“I’LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH!!”

The loud, anguished voice coming from the other side of the door made you freeze in your tracks. 

You looked to it, wondering if that was really Roman you just heard. But you saw the familiar silky red banner with his shield logo imprinted on it.

Yep. That came from his room alright. And to say that you were only slightly worried about him now was a complete understatement.

Lately you’ve learned that Thomas was dealing with some rather..difficult criticism during his latest performance rehearsal. While you comforted him and reassured him he did his best, you realized that the one person who just couldn’t stand negative criticism was Roman.

Poor guy. You were hoping he wasn’t being too harsh with himself, but it seems he was already having a breakdown. The other Sides told you not to bother him whenever that happened, although you showed up anyway because you cared about him and knew that he, too, needed support.

Sighing, you knocked on the door to his room. “Roman? You okay?”

For a few moments, you heard some shuffling on the other side, before it opened to reveal the prince. His eyes were red and puffy, but he still forced a smile, clearing his throat. “Hey..I-I’m just..grand. Why? Does Thomas need me?”

“I just..wanted to check up on you, that’s all.” You noticed how he was leaning against the doorframe, making sure you didn’t get any view of his room. But you could tell it was just a complete mess.

“O-Oh um..thank you, but I’m fine.” He chuckled. “I was just um..acting out my feelings, you know? It..It always helps to.”

“Roman.” You looked at him sadly. “We both know that’s not what you’re doing.”

“What? O-Of course it is!” Already tears were filling his eyes, although he just frowned at you. “I wouldn’t ever li….” However, he trailed off, cursing himself as he sniffled and looked away. 

“You don’t have to put up a facade around me,” you told him, putting your hand on the door. “Just let me in and..we can talk, okay? I’m worried about you.”

Eventually, Roman accepted the fact that you weren’t going to leave him now, so he nodded and allowed you inside his room. “Just..w-watch the floor..” He mumbled as he retreated to his bed.

You carefully evaded the numerous broken shards of glass and torn papers on the floor. With each step you took, your heart ached more and more as you saw how awful his once lively room was.

Thomas did say that his room reflected how Roman felt on any particular day.

Once you joined the creative Side on the bed, you both looked at each other for a moment or two. He was hugging a pillow, which had damp spots on it from his tears.

The poor guy truly seemed broken-up inside now. But you knew that before you could talk to him about what happened, he needed something else first. 

So you opened your arms up to him. “C’mere, Ro. It’s okay. I’m not gonna judge you.”

Choking out a sob, his tears finally flowed as he collapsed into your arms. You hugged him tightly, rubbing his back as you let him cry it all out. 

It was obvious he needed this so badly. After the constant fronts and jokes he’s put up as shields for himself, he just couldn’t keep it up anymore now that you were here, in the place where he could reveal his true feelings about his struggles, setbacks, and failures.

After a few minutes or so, you were both laying on the bed, with him on top of you. He did calm down a little, raising his head to look down at you, sniffling.

“You wanna talk about it now?” You asked him, stroking his hair.

“[Y/n]..” He sighed shakily. “I just..I-I don’t know if it’s worth it anymore..”

A knot formed in your stomach. “What do you mean?”

“It’s not only the criticism from the rehearsal that’s wearing me down. I can’t seem to inspire Thomas..o-or help him figure out anything creative or original anymore. It doesn’t help that..my brother’s here, my ideas are being constantly shot down and…a-and I just don’t know what else to do.” He began tearing up once more. “I feel so…lost. Like all my ideas and everything I represent are..vanishing into nothing.”

Then he let out another heartbreaking sob, more tears falling from his brown eyes. “W-Would they even notice if I vanished?”

“Roman..” You hugged him again, letting him lay back on top of you. “Of course they would. You’re what drives Thomas’ passions and hopes. If you were out of the picture then…he’d just give up entirely and go lead a boring, serious life devoid of fun and exploration. He’s not the same without you. Look what happened when Virgil vanished..”

“I know but..I-I still can’t help but feel useless. I’ve always been…so scared I-I’m not doing good enough. But I..I-I can’t tell them I’m faltering or else-”

“Or what? Come on, Ro.” You told him, stroking his hair. “You guys have been doing this for years. Whenever you're struggling with your jobs, you meet in the commons room and figure out what the problem is. Don’t exempt yourself from that.”

“B-But I’m supposed to be strong..”

“There comes a point where always trying to be too strong breaks you. But it’s okay to admit you’re not feeling your best. It’s okay.”

He sniffled quietly, not answering that, although he did look at you. And your heart just melted when you saw his expression.

This was the real Roman you were holding in your arms. Not that constantly smiling and prideful man who refused to show weakness, but the scared and exhausted side of himself who tries everyday to make sure Thomas didn’t give up on his hopes and dreams.

You wiped away some of his tears. “I know you’re tired, so just..rest for a little, alright?”

He nodded. “I-I think..that’ll help. You promise you won’t leave?”

“I’ll be here for as long as you need me to.”

Hearing you say that made Roman sigh in relief as he laid his head on your chest once more, listening to your heartbeat. “Thank you, [y/n]..” He closed his eyes.

It seemed funny how he was now the damsel in distress, and you were that shining knight who came to save him.

Not from giant dragons, chimeras, or evil witches…but from his own doubts, fears, and insecurities.

[maxilsmaster]

writer ask meme

https://ciiardha-blog.tumblr.com/post/158543702841/writer-ask-meme

  1. Tell us about your WIP! right now, i’m working on a fic with classicfresh, scifell, errink, dustberry, horrorlust, afterdeath and killercreammare. basically, dream invited everyone on a picnic but it went horribly wrong and everyone started arguing.

2. Where is your favorite place to write? i mostly write stuff out on google docs then post to ao3, but sometimes i just skip to ao3

3. What is your favorite/least favorite part about writing? favorite: i don’t necessarily have to share my work. least favorite: describing things.

4. Do you have any writing habits/rituals? lots of dialogue, start with a line of dialogue.

5. Top five formative books? haha what

6. Favorite character you’ve written? probably error or ink. maybe my own sans, illusion.

7. Favorite/most inspirational book? i like the sight (warriors arc 3 book 1) and curiosity killed the error (by the lovely @shandycandy278​).

8. Do you have any writing buddies or critique partners? i recently gained a position beta-reading for @jasmynation​‘s undermaze fic. also my friend CosmoCat07 on ao3

9. Favorite/least favorite tropes? i have no idea.

10. Pick an author (or writing friend) to co-write a book with CosmoCat07

11. What are you planning to work on next? dying inside slowly

12. Which story of yours do you like best? why? New Beginnings, the thing I’m writing with CosmoCat07.

13. Describe your writing process oh hey this would be funny *types ideas on notepad on chromebook* *writes it out on google docs*

14. What does it take for you to be ready to write a book? (i.e. do you research? outline? make a playlist or pinterest board? wing it?) type a vague idea, and wing it from there

15. How do you deal with self-doubt when writing? bottle it up internally :D

16. Cover love/dream covers? i don’t like covers.

17. What things (scenes/topics/character types) are you most comfortable writing? not sex.

18. Tell us about that one book you’ll never let anyone read my first warriors fanfic. 30 chapters of me not fully understanding warriors. (un)fortunately, it got deleted when my old laptop broke.

19. How do you cope with writer’s block? write more

20. Any advice for young writers/advice you wish someone would have given you early on? don’t doubt yourself.

21. What aspect of your writing are you most proud of? the grammar, definitely. i’m not giving a shit about it here, but i’m good at grammar. no grammarly stop giving me your ads, i can write just fine on my own.

22. Tell us about the books on your “to write” list 50 one-shots then 70+ more.

23. Most anticipated upcoming books? the next warriors books

24. Do you remember the moment you decided to become a writer/author? no

25. What’s your worldbuilding process like? what worldbuilding process?

26. What’s the most research you’ve ever put into a book? very. very. VERY. little.

27. Every writer’s least favorite question - where does your inspiration come from? Do you do certain things to make yourself more inspired? Is it easy for you to come up with story ideas? inspiration? fanfiction. it’s pretty easy.

28. How do you stay focused on your own work and how do you deal with comparison? i don’t compare and i don’t get comparison. i’m not that popular.

29. Is writing more of a hobby or do you write with the intention of getting published? hobby

30. Do you like to read books similar to your project while you’re drafting or do you stick to non-fiction/un-similar works? all i read is fanfiction all i read is undertale fanfiction all i write is basically undertale fanfiction

31. Top five favorite books in your genre? genre: fanfiction. ckte, um ckte, undermaze, our tangled web, and uh ckte. i like ckte.

32. On average how much do you write in a day? do you have trouble staying focused/getting the word count in? i have trouble writing over 1000 words at once, but i try. i also write a lot. it’s been occupying most of my time lately.

33. What’s your revision/rewriting process like? oh, i messed up this word. edit. oh, this sentence would fit here... add sentence. oh my god this whole story sucks burn it in hell.

34. Unpopular writing thoughts/opinions? idk.

35. Post the last sentence you wrote from prompt 49. dear god. at least i’m done prompt 5...

“S’ why m’ not gettin’ ya somethin’ greasy,” Red answered, pulling open the door to Grillby’s.

36. Post a snippet SPOILERS FOR PROMPT 33 OF MY THING

Cross stepped between the two. “Alright, who wants to play hide and seek?”

“OOH! ME!” Blue cheered, wiggling around in the strings.

Horror raised the hand his axe was in, and Killer raised a hand as he stood up to retrieve his knife from the wall it had been stuck in from when he threw it. Meanwhile, Dust and Error let out a groan.

“Alright, majority rules, we’re doing hide and seek!”

“Yay!” Horror, Blue and Killer said, all in different tones.

“And Error, no cheating this time,” Cross ordered. “You know what, you can seek.”

“Fuck you,” Error spat as he dropped Blue from the strings. Killer caught Blue dramatically. “That was gay.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re already dating,” Killer refuted, dipping Blue and kissing him.

“EIGHT! NINE! TEN!” Error yelled, turning around and subsequently causing everyone to jump.

They then proceeded to run out of the room.

37. Do you ever write long handed or do you prefer to type everything? type. i can’t write with a pencil for shit.

38. How do you nail voice in your books? i don’t XD

39. Do you spend a lot of time analyzing and studying the work of authors you admire? idk, really

40. Do you look up to any of your writer buddies? shandy

41. Are there any books you feel have shaped you as a writer? what?

42. How many drafts do you usually write before you feel satisfied? one, then edit.

43. How do you deal with rejection? haven’t had to yet.

44. Why (and when) did you decide to become a writer? late grade 7, i guess. that was when i first started getting into warriors.

45. First or third person? third

46. Past or present tense? past, definitely

47. Single or dual/multi POV? i’m cool with either

48. Do you prefer to write skimpy drafts and flesh them out later, or write too much and cut it back? write everything in one go (spread out over multiple days, normally), then add/remove a few details

49. Favorite fictional world? right now utmv but i also like warriors

50. Do you share your rough drafts or do you wait until everything is all polished? i edit before i post, but i post individual chapters

51. Are you a secretive writer or do you talk with your friends about your books? mostly talk about it amongst the fandom

52. Who do you write for? myself, mostly.

53. What is the first line of your WIP? my current one, where i’m writing seven different ships in a one-shot?

This picnic was a terrible idea. Everyone was arguing over something so pointless and mundane that it may as well not even have started.

54. Favorite first line/opening you’ve written? not the one above

55. How do you manage your time/make time for writing? (do you set aside time to write every day or do you only write when you have a lot of free time?)  i just write constantly

[checkurselfb4umachuwreckurself]

Tagged by @rainbow-galaxy-supernova

1) Name/nickname: Jayden, Jaybird, Jay, Check, Checko, Jack

2) Gender: Male.

3) Star sign: Gemini Cancer cusp

4) Height: 5’4

5) Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff, I think

6) Favorite animal: Pigs. I like a lot of animals, but pigs are 100% #1

7) Hours of sleep: 6-9. Depends on the day, honestly.

8) Dogs or cats: Cats. Dogs scare me.

9) Number of blankets: Here, two. At home, four. I like to be cozie

10) Dream trip: I don’t really have a lot of interest in travel. Maybe see Chicago or something. Or Germany so my friends over there can bully me for a bit

11) Dream Job: idk. I’ve always wanted to be a voice actor. As a not-paid job, I’d always love to cameo in a yugioh abridged (any series) as a one time character. (I don’t really have any means of recording lines, besides my phone, so it’s kind of a fruitless desire)

12) Time: 2:03. Class canceled on me twice today.

13) Birthday: June 17th. I’m kind of past the “I hate birthdays” stage and am in the “I don’t have an age” thing. So feel free to send me insults said day.

14) Favorite Bands: Set it Off, Mindless Self Indulgence, P!@TD, Fall Out Boy, Get Scared, idk, the edgy stuff shawn sends me time and time again

15) Favorite Solo Artists:  MIKA, Owl City, P!nk, Lady Gaga

16) Song Stuck In My Head: I don’t have one, actually

17) Last Movie I Watched: I’m thinking I’m thinking... I think Little Shop of Horrors, actually. Last one I saw in theaters was the MLP movie (was cute)

18) Last Show I Watched: Ojamajo Doremi (Na~i~sho) All of it is good. You should watch it. The morals really hit home, even to adults.

19) When Did I Create My Blog: Last year August. It’s about a year old.

20) What Do I Post/Reblog:  Yugioh. I reblog art, I post liveblogs. I also liveblogs fics I reblog, so tht’s two for one

21) Last Thing I Googled: I was looking for show times for the newly dubbed Pokemon movie (no luck ;~;)

22) Other Blogs: @pigspeetsandhooflikefeets @80s-dance-mom  and @piggyinhamelot . First is my main blog, second is my SU sideblog, and third is my Animal Crossing sideblog. I’m a busy blogger for someone with no tale.t

23) Do I Get Asks: Yup. Especially if I reblog prompts (I love prompts... I Need To Write). Some asks I get are good, but some are super... annoying.

24) Why I Choose My URL: It’s a pun of the monster “Number 33: Chronomaly Machu Mech”. Despite not being exclusivly ZeXal or anything, I still feel like it holds the blog together (also it cute)

25) Following: 215. Not a lot, I know.

26) Followers: 319. It’s a good number I think.

27) Lucky Number: 77

28) Favorite Instrument: Harp. But NOT the tiny little ones. Fuck those. Go big or go home.

29) What Am I Wearing: r u flirting with me

30) Favorite Food: don’t have one, I don’t think

31) Nationality: I’m half Polish half English., but born in America. Frankly, idk

32) Favorite Song: “Safe and Sound” by Capital Cities. Hearing characters I don’t like using the expression kills me

33) Last Book Read: idk

34) Top Three Fictional Universes I’d Like To Join: I think I’m fine here.

[esteliensmainblog]

childhood embarrassing moments and other questionnaires

25. What was the one embarrassing moment in your school life that you won’t forget ?

I’ll probably forget all of these eventually, and I’m sure I’ve forgotten tons already, but I do have some stories.

Like that time the lights weren’t working in the girls’ restroom and all we had (pre- cell phones) was my toy unicorn whose pink forehead gem was a button you could push and it would light up and she’d say things like, “You’re my best friend. I’ll take you anywhere.”  But you couldn’t really use the horse and do your business at the same time, so we had to work together.  It sucked. (Side note: I want to figure out what that horse was called... message me if you know?)

One time in middle school, I had an issue with my shorts.  I was always careful to stay within the dress code, but one day, a male teacher took me aside during class and told me that my shorts were showing “something we don’t want to see.”  I still don’t know what it was.

Once in elementary school, we had a substitute teacher who was seriously ancient and incapable of doing her job.  Apparently my bathroom stall door hadn’t locked properly, because she walked in on me.

I got my first period in fourth grade.  Thick stretch pants in the worst shade of purple.  I still can’t stand that color.  We had handbell practice that day.  It was horrifying.

In high school, I was still working on the whole “don’t just say whatever you’re thinking” thing.  The guy behind me put his feet up on the sides of my desk.  I asked him to put them down, because they smelled terrible.  He left the room, ticked off, and the teacher had a talk with me.  I wasn’t the type to accidentally be mean to someone, so I was kind of mortified and had to run and apologize.  Besides that, I was new at the school (compared to most of the class), so I hadn’t really been accepted yet.

At the same school, I once drew a picture of one of the older students, just to practice drawing, and because I had a photo to work from because my dad took pictures at the school play.  I went to tell her I’d drawn a picture of her, and she gave me this look of disgust and said something that made it sound like she thought it was super creepy and gross that I’d do that.  It was an ”I’m just gonna melt into the floor now bye" moment.

Majoring in a foreign language means making some embarrassing mistakes.  The worst of mine was in this class where we had to write a really serious essay.  I don’t know what the prompt was, but most of us wrote about hugely important and serious things we were going through (like one girl wrote about her far-too-much-older boyfriend).  Usually, if someone made a funny mistake, a different professor would just point it out in writing or quietly, but this teacher wasn’t afraid to embarrass students in front of the class.  My dictionary fail was, in this case, too problematic to even say in front of the class (and I was the prof’s TA so she was less savage with me), so she called me into her office.  What I meant to say was that someone (a respected mentor) kept saying he/she would do something, but then would never follow through.  The verb I found for “follow through” meant in a sexual way.

On a much lighter note, in early elementary school, the mean girls started a rumor that they’d seen me kissing my crush under the desks.

But more embarrassingly, to get back at one of those bullies (not for that specific incident), I once prank called her late at night.  Again, nobody had cell phones at the time, so it was the landline.  I didn’t know about *69.  Her mom called back.

One time in middle school, I got my period and wasn’t prepared, so two girls went with me to the office to ask for a pad.  (They weren’t friends of mine, and had been jerks to me and my friends for years.  I’m guessing they tagged along because they were curious or amused?)  The lady working there was gigantic.  She gave me what is, to this day, the largest pad I have ever seen in my life. We’re talking the length and width of at least four normal pads combined.  And those girls walked all the way back to the restroom with me where I had to try to put it on.

50 questions you’ve never been asked tag

1. What’s your favorite candle scent? Cinnamon, but it has to be the artificial cinnamon smell and it has to be strong.  I want candles that smell like Red Hots or those pinecones they put in the entrance of Michael’s and Giant Eagle every Christmas.

2. What female celebrity do you wish was your sister? None of them.

3. What male celebrity do you wish was your brother? None of them. 

4. How old do you think you’ll be when you get married? Rather not think about it.

5. Do you know a hoarder? Unfortunately.

6. Can you do a split? Nope.

7. How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? Idk, some normal age.

8. How many oceans have you swam in? One

9. How many countries have you been to? One besides where I’m from

10. Is anyone in your family in the army? Yes

11. What would you name your daughter if you had one? That’s a secret

12. What would you name your son if you had one? “

13. What’s the worst grade you got on a test? Probably F.  Mostly got A’s but who knows.

14. What was your favorite TV show when you were a child? There were so many.  As Told By Ginger stands out, though.  And basically every cartoon.

15. What did you dress up as on Halloween when you were eight? Sure.

16. Have you read any of the Harry Potter, Hunger Games or Twilight series? Harry Potter, and I’m working on the Hunger Games.

17. Would you rather have an American accent or a British accent? I’m fine with how I talk.  British is weird and neat too.

18. Did your mother go to college? Nope

19. Are your grandparents still married? Only one alive

20. Have you ever taken karate lessons? No

21. Do you know who Kermit the frog is? Not a clue.  Never heard of dat boi.

22. What’s the first amusement park you’ve been to? The person who wrote this quiz must be ten.  I can’t remember these things.

23. What language, besides your native language, would you like to be fluent in? Already fluent in French.  Would like to learn basically any other language.  Japanese or Korean would be cool.  I’m also a fan of made-up languages.  I really like Trigedasleng from The 100, since it’s like a fun creole of English.

24. Do you spell the color as grey or gray? Both.  Yup.

25. Is your father bald? No

26. Do you know triplets? No

27. Do you prefer Titanic or The Notebook? Never seen either

28. Have you ever had Indian food? Weirdly, only stuff I’ve cooked, so it doesn’t count.

29. What’s the name of your favorite restaurant? It’s this Japanese place that’s soooo good.

30. Have you ever been to Olive Garden? I aint never heard a’ no olives in the .. gardens.. Yes.  Obviously, yes.

31. Do you belong to any warehouse stores (Costco, BJ’s, etc.)? No.  Paying to shop is dumb.

32. What would your parents have named you if you were the opposite gender? Dunno

33. If you have a nickname, what is it? Anyone reading this either already knows or doesn’t need to know

34. Who’s your favorite person in the world? I’m lucky enough to have a few.  Two best friends, two nephews, a big family..

35. Would you rather live in a rural area or in the suburbs? Suburbs

36. Can you whistle? No

37. Do you sleep with a nightlight? No

38. Do you eat breakfast every morning? Yes

39. Do you take any pills or medication daily? Yes

40. What medical conditions do you have? Dude

41. How many times have you been to the hospital? Umm.  Once to be born, probably once when I broke my arm, once a few days after a bike accident..  That might be all.

42. Have you ever seen Finding Nemo? Seriously, you are ten.

43. Where do you buy your jeans? Thrift stores

44. What’s the last compliment you got? It was from an online quiz. I’m in extreme summer introvert mode.

45. Do you usually remember your dreams in the morning? Yes. Thanks, meds.

46. What flavor tea do you enjoy? Plain black is good, but I grew up on apricot tea (black with a slight apricot flavor), so that’s always been my favorite.  They’d put it in my sippy cup.

47. How many pairs of shoes do you currently own? I don’t want to move, let alone go count my shoes.

48. What religion will you raise your children to practice? Christianity

49. How old were you when you found out that Santa wasn’t real? Idk, I don’t remember ever believing he was real?

50. Why do you have a youtube? What does this sentence mean?

Some random questions :P

1. What’s your height ? Short

2. Which season is your favorite ? Spring and fall

3. Writing, art or chatting ? All of the above

4. Pokemon, long live, Digimon, YoKai watch, Barbie, Doraemon ? That second one is a song, though, right?  Whatever.  Digimon and Pokemon, in that order.

5. Burgers or pizza ? Pizza, unless the burgers have roasted onions and peppers, in which case, burgers.

6. What’s your sexual orientation ?

7. If you could change 3 things in the world, what could they be ? Everybody everywhere would get free health care, somehow the racists etc. learn and we all treat each other like we’re on the same team, everybody everywhere has the opportunity to make enough money to live on.

8. Any fictional character that you will love to cosplay ? It might be fun to dress as Asuna?  But because of the creepy stuff in the second part of the show, I’m not going to do that.

9. Do you sleep with any stuff toy by your side ? No

10. Do you live alone ?

11. Describe the surroundings around your home.

12. What will be your dream profession ? Getting to come up with ideas and not having to follow through with making them happen - somebody else does that part.  Also playing video games most of the time.

13. Which vegetable you HATE the most ? I don’t hate any veggie I’ve tried.

14. Which vegetable you LOVE the most ? Idk, lots of them are good.  Recently learned how to roast sweet potatoes and woah.

15. Ever eaten bitter gourd ? No

16. Strawberries or blackberries ? Strawberries

17. Number of friends on tumblr. Three, off the top of my head.. idk

18. What’s is the one thing that you want to change in yourself ? I need to figure out how to keep up with dishes, and generally have better motivation.  My variety of depression keeps the motivation preeeetty low, even with meds.

19. Ever went underwaters ? Dude

20. Mom or dad ? With whom you’re much bonded to ? You just forgot how to speak English, but okay.  Dad.

21. Number and age of siblings ? One sister.  Very older.

22. Ever met any actor or actress in real ? No, but I heard Billy Boyd sing at an orchestra or something.  Freaking amazing.

23. Who you want to meet NOW ? It’s after midnight, so. nah.

24. What are your casual wears ? My sister got me this incredible dress-like thing that might be technically a swimsuit coverup.  It’s cute and sleeveless and has a hood and it’s so comfy.

25. (moved to top)

26. Are you curious about certain anons ? Huh?

27. What’s the one thing that you’ll always regret for ? Probably some of my purchases.  Nothing big, but I just look at things and think, if I hadn’t bought that, I could have spent the money on video games or food.

28. When you’re excited, which word you speak out mostly ? Idk? “Oh my gosh”?

29. Had crush on any of your friends in school life? Is he/she still your crush ? Not really and no

30. Do you celebrate Halloween ? Which costume did you wore last time ? I don’t “celebrate” what it’s about, but dressing up in costumes is super fun.  The last couple Halloweens I haven’t dressed up, but I know I’ve been Lucille Ball and Anna (from Frozen) a few times.

31. What’s your lucky number and lucky color ? ? I like purple.

32. What never bores you ? Technically, nothing.  But I love video games and dinosaurs and languages.

33. What you hate the most ? I’m suuuuper sensitive, so lots of sensory things like sounds and flashing lights and when people bump into me and bad smells.  Also washing dishes.  Because it’s way too sensory and all the feels are unpleasant (bad smells, dirty hands, unexpected loud noises, the stress of feeling like I can’t keep up, etc.).

34. Do you believe in ghosts and spirits ? Want to meet one ? No

35. What’s a common name that you’re often called from ? From?

36. In your eyes, who’s the most popular blog irrespective of the number of followers it has ? I probably don’t follow them.  The more popular ones I follow are Dan and Phil, Seth Everman, shower thoughts...

37. Do you know languages other than English ? French, and teeny bits of Japanese, Elvish, and Trigedasleng.  Ge smak daun, gyon op nodotaim.

38. What’s the thing you’ll always cherish ? The mems Also the memes

39. Describe your personality in 5 words. Definitely too tired for this

40. Your Myers Briggs personality type ? INFP

41. Introverted, ambiverted or extroverted ? Very introverted in all situations

42. Are you left-handed, ambidextrous or right-handed ? Right

43. Do you use alarm clock to wake yourself up ? Phone

44. Read newspapers, magazines ? Not really

45. Ask any question… Why?

~ This or that

🌹 - loyal / 💔 - heartbreaker 🎉 - social / 💤 - antisocial 🍎-feminine / 🍏-masculine / 🍐-androgynous ⭐️ - night owl / 🐦 - early bird (permanently exhausted pigeon) 🐶 - dog person / 🐱 - cat person 😎 - sunny days / 💧- rainy days ✨ - stargazing / ☁️ - butt watching (CLOUD TO BUTT CHROME EXTENSION DOES IT AGAIN!) 🍉 - healthy food / 🍔 - comfort food 🎨 - artistic / ✏️ - logical ❤️ - affectionate / 💛 - reserved

rules: the questions deliberately come in pairs. instead of me answering all the questions, I want you to pick a pair, answer one of the questions and I’ll answer the other. (Yes, I don’t care.)

1A Are you going through a personal struggle right now? Nothing big.  It’s mostly family stuff right now. 1B Do you have someone in your life you can share your struggles with? Yes!

2A Who are you? Parasauro1ophus 2B Who do you want to be? Parasaurolophus (it was taken, but now it’s not, but tumblr won’t let me have it.)

3A What do you want to do before you die? Help people 3B What if you found out you were going to die tomorrow? I’d try to get things in order to make things as easy as possible for the people who will have to deal with my possessions. Then I’d spend the day with friends and family and not tell them, but make sure they knew how special they were.

4A What do you spend too much time doing? Video games 4B What is a new habit you want to form? Exercise

5A What is one question you would ask a fortuneteller? Is it free? 5B What do you wish you knew more about? Most things

6A What does success mean to you? Helping people and not hurting people 6B what is your next great adventure? Who knows.  Probably a new job and apartment and town.

7A What is your biggest fear? I don’t like the dark much.  Also afraid of bears and someone breaking in.   7B Where do you find peace? .... Video games.  No, seriously.  I know it’s escapism.  But take this week for example.  I was at my parents’ house for a lot of days.  I was constantly busy, between cooking for them, helping get rid of stuff, trying to keep my mom a little more emotionally stable, visiting family, visiting friends, etc.  I didn’t get any alone time.  I’m seriously introverted and am now very accustomed to living alone.  So being there, I got to the point where I just had my head down on the kitchen table and wouldn’t say or do anything.  I got home and accidentally slept til noon (which I never do), then spent three full days immersed in video games, Netflix, and YouTube.  I just have to recharge sometimes.

8A Describe a turning point in your life Halfway through my first year of teaching, I finally acknowledged that I was struggling with depression, and I told a few people I trusted.  Got to a doctor and started the process of finding meds and a therapist.  I’m doing so much better now than I had been since early high school.  It didn’t happen all at once, but that road to - I don’t want to say recovery, but at least being able to kind of function - was so worth it. 8B What are you looking forward to? Tomorrow, since it’s Saturday and I don’t have to be anywhere.  Maybe the grocery store if anything.  Maybe I’ll paint.  Or put the carpet back down.

9A What do you think about when you wake up? What I dreamed about and how crappy I feel and whether I can possibly keep sleeping a while longer. 9B Where would you like to wake up tomorrow? Here.

10A What object would you save if your house was on fire? Phone so I could call 911.  Maybe my very few belongings that are worth something, if I had time. 10B What would make you happy right now? Another ice cream sandwich would be nice.  It would also be a bad idea.

11A What are your priorities at the moment? Helping parents get rid of things.  Otherwise, serious resting before I have to get ready for the next school year. 11B What age do you wish you could permanently be? 25-26 was pretty nice.  I feel like I’ve started aging now.

12A What’s the farthest you’ve ever been from home? France 12B What are you interested in that most people haven’t heard of? Not much, since “most people” is hard to define.  But some of my favorites are pretty specific?  Like I play the ukulele, which is so mainstream, but I specifically play the baritone, which most people don’t know about.  It’s less trendy, the tuning is different from all other ukes, and it’s the biggest kind.  I love it.  I guess Runescape also counts as something most people haven’t heard of, since it’s pretty specific to people close to my age and is really old now (but still thriving!).  Fly For Fun was an all-time favorite video game too, from back in high school.  The official game (an MMORPG) is pretty dead now, and even when it was still big, nobody I knew had heard of it.

13A What songs have you completely memorized? Happy Birthday? Not many. 13B What pets did you have while you were growing up? A fish, then a dog.

14A What is a relationship deal breaker for you? There are so many.  The red flag I always say to look for first is how he treats waiters, his mom, and elderly people. 14B Would you ever take back someone who cheated? why/why not? 99% of the time, no, but situations can be complicated.

15A What was the best phase of your life? Adulthood.  20 was the most significant milestone for me.  Turning 13 or 16 or 18 or 21 didn’t matter much.  Not being a teen was the best. 15B What was the worst phase of your life? All the teenage years