#ik that was a joke but it sparked character thoughts

[il3x]

writing collaborative fanfic with sveta on PHO could have saved amy dallon

I feel like great swathes of people don't understand that if Amy had Literally A Single Other Meaningful Connection then none of that shit would've happened

[abrieenthusiast]

okay so ik people have noticed jax being the one to be both the most unbothered about the digital kidnapping of it all and also the one to make jokes while looking at the "camera"

i always thought it would be interesting if jax was one of the earlier members of the circus, maybe even older than kinger? like it could be an interesting way to show how different people handle being in the circus? and that could also spark an interesting conversation about why jax hadn't abstracted yet and what that says about him as a character idk idk

[hoohoobeanie]

Oooh I love your Spommy ‘bad idea right’, my brain goes to places!! Are they epic exes who loved each other and split because of misunderstanding or just wrong timing and stumble across each other again, only to not able to resist complete infatuation again!

However lol, when I first read it, I didn’t immediately take in that you meant Olivia’s song, because my brain thought oooh a spommy fic about the ‘interviews their exes’ videos! How funny could that be, but also it could be so angst as well. Imagine if Tommy or Spencer are cast to interview their exes and behind the scenes one of them is watching and starts to have so many questions about their exes. Maybe they have to film this video, are just pining and something sparks them to get together.

(Not a request, just cannot get out my spommy brain rot moment and wanted to share!) thank you 😊 you are welcome to run with the idea if you like it though ofc

omg yes hello!!

right now as ive started writing the bad idea right fic, the way im writing it is as more 'right person, wrong timing, bad communication' type of situation bcos i love a good 'neither of us are saying what we truly feel rn' !! but hopefully ill get the fic out of me asap and u can see it!!

as for your first interpretation of it, i love that!! i've thought of the idea behind the exes interviews so much before, its such a fun concept that could be played around with. tommy interviewing exes and spence comes out as john d bad and triggers tommys fight or flight so bad (he keeps trying to remind himself its his spencer but god does he hate john d bad) OR tommy is in the back while spence is interviewing and hes just like 'ik this is all fake but how dare they talk abt him in this way' ... i love the pining of it too, them making jokes throughout but realising as they're talking that they love all of the silly little things the other does ... maybe them have too much banter even in character and the other cast members being like 🤨🤨🤨

ah i just love the idea, idk if id be able to fully flesh it out but its so much fun!!

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8 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

#4

lastly maybe something based of sparks by coldplay for bobby?

A/N: here’s a little bit of I guess a hurt/comfort drabble but the hurt is not shown, just mentioned lmao ik it’s not really based on the song per se but it is worked into it so I hope you still like it 🥺

You hadn’t spoken for 3 days at this point, and the guilt and anxiety was gnawing away at your nerves. What if you’d truly scared him off for good this time? What if you’d really fucked up and upset him, past the point of being fixed by an apology. You couldn’t believe you’d fallen out over something so stupid but that’s what unrequited love does to you, you supposed. You were still coming to terms with your feelings for Rob and figuring out the best way to tell him, which unfortunately left you snapping at him when he asked if you were okay and he said some hurtful things in retaliation, which clearly he felt bad about afterwards.

A knock on the door startled you out of your thoughts and you almost sloshed your coffee all over your lap as you rushed to answer it. You took a moment to compose yourself, seeing the obscured figure through the frosted glass and trying to figure out who it could be at 7 in the morning. Tall, looked they were holding a guitar, shifting nervously from foot to foot- wait, a guitar?

You yanked open the door then, and sure enough there was Bobby breathing a sigh of relief and letting his smoke go. “Thank god,” he said, a hint of a smile on his face “for a second there I was scared you weren’t gonna answer.”

“Why? You know me, I’m ranked number one in the world for fastest door opener.” You joked, thinking back to a conversation you’d had where he called you that. But the joke fell flat and didn’t do much to ease either of your nerves.

“Well I kinda thought I was the last person you wanted to see today.”

“And I thought you hated my guts.”

And that seemed to hit a nerve. He frowned in confusion before taking another drag of his cigarette.

“What? I- no, no, I don’t, why would I- look can we just talk? Well actually I wanted to play you a song I learnt yesterday. If you’ll let me. Or you can slam the door in my face and tell me to go away forever, I’ll understand.” Rob was stumbling over his words, blue eyes constantly flicking between yours and the floor. You smiled then.

“Go on then, I’d love to hear it.”

He promptly discarded his cigarette then and sat himself on the front step of your porch, patting the concrete for you to join him as he began to strum the opening chords. You thought you could vaguely make out the song, something by Coldplay, but you couldn’t say which one.

“You can sing along you know.” He smirked, not looking up from where his fingers met the frets.

“I don’t know the words Bobby!” You giggled, giving him a little nudge with your elbow but not enough so it would muck up his playing. He just shook his head and took a deep breath.

“Did I drive you away? I know what you’ll say. You say oh, sing one we know.”

And it was then you realised that this was his apology. This was his love confession.

“But I promise you this, I’ll always look out for you. Yeah that’s what I’ll do.”

The lyrics matched you both so well that you imagined him tediously skipping through spotify the night before, trying to find the perfect song to make it up to you. Not to mention how he must’ve spent hours just learning it non stop and it was all for you. Because he cares about you. You turned bright red as you reflected on how stupid you were to think for so long that he couldn’t love you the way you wanted him to, but here was the man of your dreams on your doorstep serenading you. Well, if that’s not how you want to be loved then you have to be crazy.

“I said ohhhhhh, I cry ohhhhhh...

yeah I saw sparks”

8 notes - Posted July 17, 2022

#3

I love the symphonic pictures EP so much too, it’s incredible how talented and creative they were even from that young age with all the layered instrumentation and everything…he’s amazing.

Anyway, do you k ow if the lyrics are published somewhere? I love Johnny’s singing but he doesn’t enunciate very well, especially on Bootstrap Paradox 😆

I love how you can really hear their influences too. Like when they said they like Beck for example i was like ?? ok cause i didn’t really know anything about him but then i heard Loser by chance on the radio one day and it all sort of clicked. I was like ”holy shit yeah this does sound like something symphonic pictures would make”

I haven’t been able to find official lyrics posted anywhere no, but i can sort of decipher some of them?

But it’s actually Dale singing on Bootstrap Paradox haha Bondy only sings on Feathers and Backwoods and Dale also sings Smile it’s Real :)

9 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

#2

What are your favourite things about Bondy?

UGH WHAT A QUESTION ANON WOW

okay okay SO MANY THINGS the fact he has so many hobbies other than music ?!?! He’s literally so talented it’s insane like if he were alive in the 1600s or whatever then historians would describe him as a very well educated man yk? Not to mention he’s just very knowledgeable on a range of subjects like not even just music but like other cultures and politics and all that kinda cool stuff. But also he balances being incredibly smart with being a man child and having the greatest comebacks and insults ever and just an insane sense of humour (and mega stoner™️)

I also love how he went to do music at uni but then decided it just straight up wasn’t for him and then (Not sure if he dropped out or finished the course anyway) went and started Symphonic Pictures to fill that void cause I’m at that point in life where everyone’s tryna shove Uni in your face and not really presenting you with other options but I always remember that the majority of my favourite musicians and people I look up to didn’t go to Uni and they’re doing fine so that’s quite a comfort and reassurance to me

ALSO LET’S NOT FORGET HOW MANY BANDS THIS MAN HAS BEEN IN CAUSE IT’S LIKE 7 OR SOMETHING INSANE

ALSO ALSO HE WAS PART OF ONE OF THE LAST BANDS TO LITERALLY SUPPORT OASIS BEFORE THEY SPLIT ?!,!!? THAT’S INSANE TO THINK ABT AND THE MAN WAS 19 A FEW DAYS AWAY FROM 20 AND HE ACHIEVED SO MUCH LIKE WOW

Sorry I get really rambly but generally if you ask me what my fave things about bondy are it’s always his character I instantly go to rather than “he‘s hot” 💀

12 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

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Do you think Van and Bondy ever had an actual physical knuckle-to-jaw fight?

Genuinely? I don’t think so, just hear me out 😭

I think they’re all immature to some degree, but definitely no way immature enough to start assaulting each other. I just cannot see Bondy getting annoyed to the point of actually punching one of his bandmates especially over something as small as whatever they’ve been arguing about. I can’t see Van striking out either tbh.

I will say though, in the worst worst case scenario, if they were to ever get physical with each i put my money on substances being involved because i just cannot imagine them in their sober state of minds to think fighting each other is the right thing to do. They had to be drunk or coked up or something.

13 notes - Posted May 21, 2022

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[oikawaplssteponme]

original request: @bakugousmymassa Hi willow🥺❤️❤️ ok so this has been on my mind for so long and I hope it makes sense. Ok so bakugou x fem reader and like yk she’s simping for him through manga/anime little does she know he’s doing the same thing is his world. And like they start thinking about each other and it comes through in the manga/anime and like they somehow find a way to communicate through it and like their love/simping becomes so strong that she randomly pops up in the common room and the bakusquad/class 1a is like 👁👄👁 and like they kiss or whatever Ik it’s long and weird but like omg I can’t get it out my mind sorryyy😭😭

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem! reader

warnings: some swear words

genre: fluff, a bit angsty

a/n: thank you so much for the request bb! i added my own twist to it so i hope you like it!!

finally done with all my inbox requests!! 99% of them were bakugou in which i had zero complaints. i am here for all your bakugou needs 🤩i got a bit carried away with writing this so that’s why im letting it have it’s own moment☺️ i loved writing this and i would love to hear your thoughts on it (reblogs are greatly appreciated too🧡) enjoy xx

•

It was your favorite bookstore. It was where you bought your first manga. It was where you found a love for all these complex characters and incredible storylines. This bookstore seemed to satisfy every craving you had in regards to a 2D boy to fawn over. So there was no surprise that when you strolled into the bookstore, you headed straight to where the My Hero Academia mangas were.

You had read them all, even watched the anime. For some reason, you just kept coming back. You couldn’t get enough.

Something on the bookshelf had caught your attention. Among the original mangas, there was one lone book, different from the rest. You stared at the cover. It had your favorite character on it, keeping you intrigued. You had never seen this one before. Was it a side story? Was it a new release? If so, why would there only be one? Out of your own curiosity, you decided to buy it.

You handed the bookstore cashier the manga and your money. They looked at you, simply smiling.

“Is Katsuki Bakugou your favorite?” they asked.

“Yeah, he is,” you smiled. They handed you the book.

“Unfortunately there are no returns on this special edition. I guess you’ll be stuck with him,” they said. You chuckled, taking their comment as a joke.

“I’m okay with that.”

~

Once you were home, you sat down on your couch and pulled out the book, opening it up.

“What the…”

The pages were blank. The entire book had nothing in it. No words, no drawings, just plain white paper.

“How can you sell an empty book?” you groaned. You thought you had wasted your money on this. You set the book down, staring at the blank page angrily.

Suddenly, one spot of ink appeared on the page. Then more. Your eyes grew as the pages created their own drawing in the corner.

“This isn’t happening…”

You stared at the drawing, stunned.

“What kind of idiot buys a book before opening it first,” read the text bumble. On the page was a drawing of Katsuki Bakugou, his arms crossed with his classic smirk.

“H-How did you just…”

Another drawing began to appear next to the original.

“What? Never seen a self-drawing manga before? Come on dumbass, keep up with me here.”

You couldn’t believe your eyes. Bakugou was talking to you, through a manga.

“B-But you’re not real… you’re just a drawing…”

“Sure I’m a drawing right now, just as you are a drawing on my end. Doesn’t make me or you any less real.”

“Why are you talking to me… how did you find me?”

“Well, how did you find out about me?”

“I read about you in my mangas and I watch your show…”

“Then there is your answer gorgeous. I do the same.”

“I’M A CHARACTER IN A MANGA?” Your brain couldn’t seem to process everything that was happening.

“Of course you are. Damn, you aren’t the brightest…”

“B-But then how did I get your book? Anyone could have bought it.”

“Well me and Shitty Hair figured out a way to leave something behind for you. So that’s how you can talk to me through the book,” explained Bakugou.

“This isn’t happening...this is a lot to process right now. You’re like my dream guy but you’re supposed to be fictional and I’m not entirely sure what to do with all this new information,” you sighed.

“I can explain better in person.”

“I’m sorry, what-”

“Go grab a pen.”

“Bakugou-”

“Go grab a pen Y/N.”

You did as you were told, grabbing the nearest pen.

“Okay now what?”

“Go to a new page and draw yourself, like how I am,” Bakugou instructed. You were skeptical but did it anyway. You created a small box and drew yourself, resembling a manga panel.

“Now write your location as ‘in the common area’.”

“This has to be some kind of fever dream…”

“Just do it dumbass.”

You carefully wrote your desired location.

“Okay now what?”

“I’ll see you later dumbass,” smirked Bakugou. Your eyes grew.

“What- no you can’t just leave-”

“Bye nerd.”

No new panel appeared. You sighed, still in shock.

“There’s no way that was real…”

You set the manga down and laid on your back. You felt a wave of exhaustion come over you. You yawned, slowly falling asleep.

~

“Be quiet, you’re gonna wake her up!”

“How did she even get here?”

“Do you think Bakugou would be mad if I asked her out?”

“It’s not like she would say yes…”

“HEY-”

“Shit I think she’s awake....”

You felt groggy. As if you had been sleeping for days. You slowly started to open your eyes. People-like figures hovered around you.

“Back up, give her some space…”

You sat up, rubbing your eyes. The room was bright. The yellow-tinted walls and green floor caught your attention.

“Where am I…”

“UA High! A prestigious academy made for creating the world’s best Heroes!”

“Wait… Iida?”

“Correct!”

You soon realized what had happened. You looked around to all the familiar faces.

“Iida, Deku, Jirou, Kaminari, Momo, Mina, Kirishima, Todoroki…”

“Damn you’re good!” smiled Denki. You couldn’t believe it. You had some how made your way into your favorite story.

“Am I in the anime?”

“What anime?” asked Todoroki.

“Our anime! Or manga whichever you prefer!” smiled Deku.

“This has to be a dream, right?”

“How? You just woke up?”

“Todoroki it was a rhetorical question…”

“Oh…”

“Um where is Bakugou?” You asked. Everyone smiled.

“He’s waiting outside. You can go meet him,” explained Kirishima. You gulped. It’s not every day you get to come face to face with your fictional crush. Well, not so fictional now.

“Uh okay…” You stood up from the couch, beginning to make your way out the door. Taking a deep breath, you opened the door.

Bakugou was sitting on the steps of the dorms. His heart was beating out of his chest, though he wouldn’t admit it. He twiddled his thumbs as he waited for you to show up.

“H-Hey…” you whispered. Bakugou perked up, immediately standing up and turning around to face you. He looked at you with widened eyes. The both of you just stared at each other for a bit, fathoming the idea that you were really there. Seeing him on a screen or on a page was nothing compared to seeing him in real life.

“Damn…” he mumbled.

“What?”

“You’re beautiful.”

Even though this was technically your first meeting, the two of you weren’t strangers. You knew everything about each other. The endless admiration through pages seemed to have led you here. Exactly where you were supposed to be.

“How is this even real?” You questioned. Bakugou chuckled.

“You do realize your world isn’t the only one out there. So I had to take you to mine.”

“So I’m like a character you read about?”

“Yeah, just as I am that to you. I read your story just as you read mine. It’s not that complicated.”

“Why me though?”

Bakugou took a step towards you. He smiled, taking your hand.

“Why wouldn’t I take the opportunity to meet someone I’ve always dreamed about?”

Your face got hot as you tried to hold back your smile. You squeezed his hand.

“I’m glad you did.”

“Then let’s go dumbass,” he said. You raised a brow.

“What?”

“Well we have to write the rest of the book, don’t we? Come on, I’ve only got you for 300 more pages,” He explained.

“Wait there’s a limit on this?”

“Don’t worry about that now. Now come on, we’ve got shit to do.”

~

You and Bakugou spent the entire day together. He showed you around Musutafu, introducing you to all his favorite places. He showed you his favorite places to train, his favorite restaurant, where he likes to buy his mangas, and even where he found the book that brought you here.

You couldn’t help but take mental notes while you were with him. His hair was a lot softer than you imagined, and he actually did smell of sweet caramel. His red eyes weren’t intimidating at all, actually, you found them adorable. Bakugou had little patience, which you figured correctly. As you held his hand, he would mumble soft ‘sorry’s’, afraid that his hands were getting sweaty. You reassured him that he was fine. That caused his cheeks to blush.

The two of you sat at a park bench, enjoying the view of the city before you. Your head was rested on his shoulder as you held onto his arm. You couldn’t believe this was real. The boy you spent ages crushing over through a screen actually felt exactly the same. It was better than words.

“I wish there were fireworks,” you said. Bakugou chuckled. He removed his arm from your grip.

“Here. How’s this?”

Bakugou started to create mini-explosions in the palms of his hands, resembling fireworks. You stared at the beautiful sparks. Your smile was contagious. You looked up at him but he was already looking at you. You felt your face turn hot.

“So how many more pages until I’m allowed to kiss you?” blurted out Bakugou. You flinched. The burning in your cheeks grew stronger. You smiled.

“None.”

You grabbed the collar of Bakugou’s shirt and pulled him towards you. You crashed your lips together. He gently cupped your face as he held you close. The way he kissed you was beyond anything you could have ever imagined. His heart was beating out of his chest too. He was looking forward to seeing you in person just as much as you were, maybe more.

You looked at Bakugou. His face flushed pink, a cheeky smile from ear to ear. He wrapped his arm around you.

“Wait I have something for you,” you remembered, “I don’t really know how these work but I thought you could use it too.”

You had handed Bakugou a book, similar to the one he had left for you.

“I just think we deserve another volume,” you grinned. Bakugou kissed the top of your head, taking the book.

“I think so too.”

~

You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. You stretched and rubbed your eyes. Then you remembered.

“Was I really there?” you mumbled. You tried to orient yourself, still slowly waking up. You reached for the manga that sat on the other side of your couch. You took a deep breath opening it up.

The pages were no longer blank. They instead were filled with perfectly detailed drawings of you and Katsuki Bakugou, following the storyline you had just experienced. You wiped the stray tear from your eye and brought the book to your chest.

“Until next time, Katsuki Bakugou.”

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[wickedpact]

life's hecticness has finally kinda caught up to me and im just feeling super worn down and im seeking comfort in the old guard and because your blog always sparks joy ive come to you. on the subject of comfort do you have any thoughts on coping mechanisms/ways to comfort themselves the members of the old guard have? and similarly, ways they help comfort the others too? i would love to hear any and all thoughts you might have on the matter <3 - 2ta

in terms of comforting others:

nicky: words. i think its kind of interesting, but every time in the movie we see as character in emotional distress nicky speaks up (its okay nile, tell us, sono qui, everything happens for a reason boss) the only time he breaks this habit is when booker talks about grief in the lab.

booker: we dont rlly see booker explicitly comfort people much but he does seem to tend towards expressions of solidarity or subtle check-ins/expressions of concern (for the former he tells nile about his family, he tells nile big wounds take longer to heal, he reminds andy that ‘this is what you wanted’ and for the latter he asks andy post-stab if shes alright, he tells andy he wont see her again, etc)

hes also quick to (rightfully lmao) accept blame (after the kill floor, when he wont get up when the squad escapes, and the scene where he and andy get captured)

joe: he doesnt do a whole lot of comforting to the non-nicky’s out there interestingly enough. he encourages andy like the others do just after the baklava scene (i know you needed a break but its been over a year boss) he also tends to make little light hearted jokes/comments to lighten the mood sometimes (this plus 'faster than the elevator', etc)

and i suppose one could say him answering nile’s questions during the dinner scene are a type of comfort in itself, tho .. .... his answers arent exactly reassuring lmao

nile: So are you good guys or bad guys?

joe: Depends on the century

(j o s e p h you could have given her a more reassuring answer than that!! altho depending on the person, straight honesty can be very comforting in of itself, and joe prolly knew that andy would dance around nile’s questions and be generally unhelpful)

but additionally joe is a pretty strong protector and worrier about his friends’ well-being. he advocates for finding nile in the train scene and tells the others to ‘cover andy’ when they find out shes mortal

(plus the little touch he does to andy’s back!)

andy: andy’s mileage varies when it comes to comforting (primarily nile of course bc shes the Distressed One in the movie) but a lot of the time she tends towards offering stability and loyalty (me and those three men in there will keep you safe, you’re one of us now we would do the same for you, [to nicky] this changes nothing) which of course makes sense for her. stability and loyalty obviously probably mean so much to andy and as Team Leader shes probably very used to offering those things

nile: nile is more the comfortee than the comforter in the movie for all the obvious reasons, tho i think its interesting that at the end she tells andy ‘youre gonna [spend the time you have left] with us, andy’ not only bc shes delivering that stability/loyalty right back at andy but also bc shes also a leader (in the marines) so she might have a similar situation as andy with offering stability & loyalty as a Leader

being comforted:

nicky: the most notable instance of nicky being upset and getting comforted is obviously the van speech, tho like ive said i doubt joe’s go-to method of comforting nicky is a Speech. tho also (obviously & as ive talked abt a lot) i think he takes a lot of comfort from the idea of destiny/fate and the idea that he and The Lads were all destined to be together. he lomves his friends and hes happy when theyre happy

booker: alcohol.

honestly im not even sure how booker would really like to be comforted/comfort himself besides his given Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms. i think he does take a lot of comfort in his Solidarity with andy tho. considering his ‘that way madness lies’ comment about the immortality and his comment in the comic about ‘whats the purpose of an uncertain immortality?’ and his tendency towards tech, i think he’s the kind of person who likes when things are explainable and logical (and u could say thats a way he foils with nicky i suppose)

joe: him touchy

ive been meaning to make a gifset thats just Joe + Reassurance Through Touch but i keep forgetting about it. hes a very tactile boyo. in the comic while theyre having the nile nightmare joe reaches out and physically grabs nicky’s arm/shoulder in his sleep, like hes subconsciously checking hes still there. he worries So Much about the others (nicky in the armored van, nile in the train scene, andy post-mortality) and their well-being that i think he takes a lot of comfort in knowing all the lads are okay and safe (esp nicky)

andy: like i mentioned i think she likes loyalty and stability, which is obvs something shes had a serious lacking of throughout her life. ik u arent super into the comics but the recent tales through time story about andy went over how she takes comfort in the idea that her axe belonged to her mother once, even if her modern-day axe has had all its parts and pieces replaced so many times its not the axe her mother gave her 7000 yrs ago anymore. however andy still clings to this idea of her axe being her mother’s axe (‘this is the labyrs she held in her hands’). the memory of her family/mother and the stability of having the same axe with her through her history obvs comforts her a lot.

nile: again similarly to andy i feel like loyalty/family comforts nile a lot. she followed her father’s footsteps into the marines and worries about her loyalties to them through the first half of the movie, and tries to go home & thinks about her mom and brother through the whole thing.

(plus, music obvs means a lot to her)

[caffeineaddicted-noonie]

- My appearance-. I have dark brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m 4”9 and I’m a little chubby. I wear glasses. I have thick hair and it’s really hard to brush but it reaches my hips. I’m pan sexual and I’m Leo. I’m a 6w5 ENTP. Speaking of MBTI, I actually did a lot of research just to educate my friends about what MBTI really is and how 16personalities.com is inaccurate, and through tons of research and websites, I got to the conclusion that I’m a ENTP which I later bragged about how intelligent I am that I did a lot of research. So, I feel like that says a lot about me. I seriously hate it whenever someone tells me about 16personalities.com even if they don’t know anything about MBTI. - I am pretty bubbly but I can be super chill at times and I’m considered a very smart person by my friends. However, sometimes when I’m feeling hyper I like to make violent jokes. I have a huge ego but I love being complimented. I am super confident in myself. Overall, I am an extrovert. I am really loyal but sometimes I like to make my partner or friend jealous just to play with them. Worst side of me is that I can be a unintentionally clingy and sometimes I take my jokes a little too far. I always cry when it comes to animal deaths but with humans, not so much. when bad things happen, I try my best to stay strong but then a few hours later, I kind of fall apart. I also say controversial things that I don’t even believe in just to spark a conversation or a debate - My hobbies are sometimes I like to learn more about random stuff whether it be computer science, psychology, or philosophy. I also like to read and watch a lot of psychological thriller and horror stuff. I think I prefer books over movies though. I really like baking but I kinda get to lazy to do it?? I really like learning. I like math and writing fictional stories and characters due to my unlimited creativity- I also like playing my violin! I don’t like freakishly tall like 5“10 and taller because I can’t comprehend how tall they are compared to me. I’m afraid of bugs. I will start crying if I see an insect - I LOVE VIDEO GAMES. One time, a person in my class tried to make fun of me and said I played those GirlGo games and Gacha life and then I ended up hitting them with games like Phantom Pain, Call Of Duty, Warframe, Red Dead Redemption, LittleBigPlanet, and etc. I play on my PS4 or sometimes on my PC! - With relationships, I don’t have much to say because I’m happy with whoever my partner is since my feelings can be unpredictable. If I had to pick, I would say the most common type of people I’d crush on are mostly shy and quiet people because when you reach a certain point in the relationship with them, they would become comfortable and such. I love showing my partner off to everyone just to brag about how I’m the luckiest person in the world to have them and I also love showing TONS of PDA. It doesn’t matter whether my partner shows PDA or not but I will do it nonetheless. Sometimes, I can get a little jealous and possessive whenever they don’t give me the quality time that I don’t want with them and it’s kind of upsetting because I overthink it like a lot.

WJCJEJFJ TY <3 BUT DW ABT IT- IK TUMBLR CAN BE WEIRD RICIEJFN

AHH THANKSS. AND YES, TUMBLR CAN BE WHACK. BUT NO WORRIES! YOUR MATCHUP IS COMPLETE!!

I MATCH YOU UP WITH

TICCI TOBY

maybe it was hidden log 1 - friends 🌹

+ I like to think that you won't be attracted to him at first, just interested in knowing him. + But, he was already crushing on you. ”Why?” ”B-because, what i-i-is there NOT t-to l-love about her, Jeff?” + He keeps it low profile tho. + I can see you two being this horror or action game duo. You’d play Phasmophobia, Resident Evil, etc etc. + When he crushes on someone, he’d be the one to just look up anything that would prove that you two are compatible. Zodiacs, MBTI etc Sitting on the dining table, you had your hands on a teacup. It had jade flower petals as a design. - Not sure if it was antique. She shrugged that thought off and sipped her chamomile tea. Perfect for an autumn chill. Toby sat in front of you, drinking the same thing. Without you knowing of course. You looked up at him. + This boy almost choked on his tea "What are you drinking?" "Oh, u-uh C-chamomile Tea," he said with a smile on his face. "Cool" + You just thought it was cool while he thought it was awesome + But you guys start a conversation after. + You stated something controversial and it became a long convo until you guys left the topic to think a few days and talk about it again. + He loves that you're bubbly and chill. Your confidence made him like you more! + You don't have to worry about being hyper around him, I mean, he's the same hihih + He's not one to read books but he's a listener! So, after you read, want to tell him what you read or learn? He wants to know what!

and appeared to accompany life log 2 - lovebirds 💖

+ He confessed his love through the most classic way of all. Breakfast. + Pancake, the maple syrup wrote,

"Dearest Love, Have A Nice Breakfast"

+ Your relationship started well. He finds it interesting when you like to make him jealous and yet still loyal. But he doesn't mind, sometimes. + Do not worry! I hc him to be 175 cm! + He avoids watching Animal Planet with you. + You being clingy? He loves it. Makes him know that you really really love him <3 + If any of your jokes hit him, he'll tell you BUT only after a few months lmao + He has this habit. He likes to cuddle. A lot. Put it in your schedule to dedicate at least an hour for cuddles babe. "Alright Toby, it's time," "R-really?" he asks, excitement heard in his tone. You nod and he happily goes towards you. He wraps his arms around your frame and carries you into your shared bedroom. Laying you down on the bed with him, he sighs happily as your body fits perfectly with his, as always and forever. *cough* + You know his love language is quality time and physical touch! + PDA?! He's brave and he'll show it! + Kiss you in public once bc he cannn + He loves you so so muchhh + His heart is yours~

HOPE YOU LIKE IT <3

[ikenbar]

Ikamara One Shot: The MP3

Hi! this is just a one shot about the OC I made for the game Mr. Love: A Queen’s Choice. It’s a story I have been working on a while and these One Shots are to help better understand the character! (And also rise tension for the up coming chapters to the actual fan fiction) I hope you guys learn to love and understand Ike more by reading these! Thank you so much for your time and enjoy!

~ Ike and Bar Productions Productions

Warnings: None. Literally just wholesome fluff and familial bonds.

Read more of Ikamara’s story!

Chapter One parts one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven here :)

And Chapter Two prologue and parts one, two, three, four, five, and six, seven, eight, nine, ten, and eleven here :D

Chapter three coming soon :D

One Shot:  The MP3

“Here we are!”

It was the first day of her transfer to her new high school, Loveland Lake High, and Ike was less than pleased to be there. The last high school she attended had been full of frauds and bullies. She never uttered a word but the whole school seemed to think they knew her enough to judge her. They were wildly mistaken but Ike didn’t care much about it. What they thought was probably right. After all, her last foster parents spent hours making sure she knew how much of a disappointment she was. Luckily, she wouldn’t have to listen to anything the students or faculty had to say. She had six hours of run time on her MP3 player and she planned on using every bit of it while she was there. It seemed as if Kiro was the only thing that made Ike feel like she was not alone, even though she was very much alone. Or at least tried to be. If it weren’t for her new foster family.

“Thank you for the ride, Maria!” Ike’s new overly cheery foster brother, Chris, smiled from the passenger's seat as he opened the car door.

“Of course, dear!” Maria smiled at him, “Have a good day!” 

“Bye!” Sam called from next to Ike, making her jump slightly. Chris gave Sam one last smile before shutting the door behind him. Maria’s attention was now on the teenage girl in the backseat of the car.

“Have a good first day, sweetie!” Maria spoke with hope to Ike, as she unbuckled her seatbelt and moved to get out of the minivan, “I’ll pick you up for lunch!” Ike stayed silent as she pulled at the door. Something tugged on Ike’s left side. Though unable to feel that arm, she still turned to look at the perpetrator. A missing toothed smile came from Sam in the car seat next to her. He had a hold of her shirt sleeve. Ike gave the boy a poker faced glare. It didn’t seem to faze him as he simply smiled wider and said, “You’re coming to my school for lunch! They have a big cafeteria with lots of food so it’ll be fun!” Ike nodded, trying to shake his hand from her sleeve. He ignored her and continued, “And you can meet my friends! There’s Miles and Cedrick and-”

“Alright, Sam.” Maria called from the front seat, “Time to let her go to school.”

“Oh, right!” Sam let go of Ike’s shirt, “Have a great day!! See you soon!” Ike quickly turned back to the door. She grabbed the door handle but stopped. She slowly turned and looked at the window seat on the other side of the car. A quiet, little boy sat there wearing huge earphones, staring out of the window with a perplexed look on his face. Ashton was the only person who had left Ike alone since she moved in. Though Sam was his twin brother, he seemed to completely vary from him. Though Sam didn’t seem to like it, from the contant arguemnts the two had, Ike respected the distance nonetheless. He was the only one who made her feel heard even though she didn’t speak a word.

“What’s wrong?” Sam tilted his head curiously, “You forget something? I can help you find it!” Ike regained her composure and left the car without looking back. She quickly walked to the front door of the school, avoiding anymore contact from her supposed family. Groups of children laughed and talked as they passed her. Ike’s shoulders rose and her posture worsened as she walked through the crowds. A creeping feeling made its way through Ike’s shoes. Suddenly, it was like she could hear what everyone was saying loud and clear. 

“She’s a mistake. Five foster homes and no one kept her. This new foster home isn’t going to change anything.”

“She may be wearing our uniform but she will never be welcome here.”

“She’s a fraud. She speaks lies.”

“She was nearly beaten to death. In my opinion, he should have just finished the jo-”

Ike put the earbuds in her ears. The rest of the world washed out and was replaced by a sweet melody and a soft voice. Those kids weren’t saying those words. They were just talking about the latest season of Quiz of Chairs. None of them even noticed her walk by. But Ike wasn’t convinced. She tucked the MP3 player into her shirt and covered the earbuds with her long, bushy, brown hair as she walked into the school.

That day was as long as Ike had feared. Every class would start the same. She’d be introduced, the class would give them their fake smiles and empty welcomes, and then the teacher would ask her to tell the class a little bit about herself. To which she responded by silently moving to an empty desk and staring at the floor. By the time lunch came around, she successfully made everyone at school uncomfortable. The sidelong glances and harsh whispers were nothing new to her. In fact, she barely noticed them as she kept her head down and listened to her music. She was only pulled away from it as someone grabbed a hold of her shoulder, pulling her into a side hug. Startled, Ike tensed and whipped her head around to see a beaming Chris next to her. Ike paused her music and gave the boy an uneasy look.

“Solid day, huh??” He asked, not expecting an answer, “I made loads of new friends! Shame I can’t eat with them though. But spending time with the twins is ok too!” The two walked together to the office where Maria was waiting to pick them up. They left the school and arrived at the elementary school. Immediately, Ike was uncomfortable. The sounds of screaming children on the playground overtook her senses as she walked through the school. Maria had found one of the teachers and had sparked a conversation with them, leaving Chris and Ike to find the cafeteria on their own. Chris felt like he needed to say something but was interrupted by a screaming child.

“You’re here!” Sam appeared from one of the classrooms and ran headlong into Chris. They both fell to the ground laughing.

“You think I’d miss out on free food??” Chris ruffled Sam’s hair roughly, “And I get to spend time with the best brother in the world! Speaking of which, where’s Ashton?” Sam punched Chris in the stomach, causing him to laugh again. Sam looked up and smiled widely at Ike. Ike folded her arms and looked uncomfortably down the hallway and to the classroom Sam had just come from. A teacher was standing there, looking very disgruntled. “Now, Sam.” Chris pushed Sam off of him as he stood up, “What were you doing in the classroom so late?”

“I… uh.. Got in trouble.” Sam murmured, barely audible over the squeaking of his nervous feet, “Don’t tell Mom! But I may have accidentally… told the teacher that the reason I didn’t do my homework was becuase she sucked at teaching.” Chris scoffed and looked to Ike for a reaction. She depicted none, still staring emptily through the hallway. Sam waved his hands in self defense, “Don’t worry about it! I was only kept five minutes from lunch! We don’t have much time! Let’s go eat!!” Sam took Chris by the hand and Ike by the sleeve and he dragged them down the hall and to a pair of double doors. The moment he opened them, another wave of screaming erupted into Ike’s ears, causing her to involuntarily cover her ears. Sam laughed nervously from next to her. “I know. It can get loud.” He smiled.

 Sam pulled Chris and Ike further into the room and towards a table full of food. A disgruntled lunch lady watched as Sam gave Chris and Ike a tray and gestured to the food, inviting them to take some. Chris happily obliged, taking one of everything the table had to offer. Smiling sweetly to the lunch lady as he did so. Ike put the tray back down and grabbed one of the many untouched bowls of fruit at the end of the table, nodding respectfully to the lady as she did. Sam led them to a table full of children. He excitedly started talking to them and introducing an enthusiastic Chris to everyone there. Ike pulled her eyes from Sam and to the room. Where was the other twin? The one that hated crowds? The one that listened to her silence?

“And this is Ike!” Sam pulled Ike to the center of the attention with the boys, “She is a woman of few words. What she doesn’t say, she feels!” Ike thinned her lips and nodded to the boys, who smiled and waved back to her.

“Sam, where’s Ashton?” Chris asked the question that had been burning in Ike’s mind.

“Oh, Some kid broke his earphones as a joke.” Sam sighed, “He got angry so now he is staying in the library to eat.” Ike looked to the double doors as Sam turned back to the table with his large smile, “Anyway, that’s a bummer for him because we are gonna have a party here! Right, guys?!” the boys cheered, “Ok, Chris you can sit here. And Ike, you can-... Ike?” When Sam had turned to help Ike into her seat, she had already left the cafeteria. It didn’t take long for the boys to realize where she had gone.

Ike skimmed all of the classrooms she had walked past, looking for something resembling a library. After a few disappointing doors, a large room filled with stuffed bookcases came to view. She walked into it and spotted a small boy sitting at one of the many empty desks covering his ears tightly. The sounds from the playground washed through an open window. Kids running through the sand, hitting the metal on the playground, screaming about nothing in particular. It was too much for Ike. From the look on the little boy’s face, she could tell he felt the same. 

Ashton grunted and bent over his lunch tray full of food. He threw his hands over his ears and started mummbling to himself. His leg started bouncing with agression. As she watched him struggle to block out the noise, an image came to Ike’s mind. One of her sitting in her new room, struggling to block out the noises of her fourth foster parents fighting. The noises she thought she would get used to but she never did. She would flip on the radio and turn it all the way up to drown them out. Even if it was nothing but radio static, it was better than what was being said. Ashton’s eyes were as tightly shut as Ike’s had once been. She knew the struggle that was ringing in his head. But this time was different. This time Ashton wasn’t alone.

Ike placed her fruit bowl down and came up behind Ashton. She touched Ashton’s hand gently, making him jump and look around at her. “What are you doing here?” Ashton asked, defensively. Ike jumped at his sudden question. She quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out her MP3 player. She handed it to him. Ashton looked at it questionably then looked back at her with the same look. “What? You showing off or something?” Ike’s shoulders tensed even more. She looked down at the floor. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe he really didn’t feel the same-

“Okay, okay.” Ashton plucked the MP3 player from Ike’s hands, “I’ll take it. Jst don’t look at me like that.” Ike blinked. Ashton pulled out the chair and patted it. “Here. Sit down. We’ll listen together.” Ike blinked once again. A look of questioning settled on her face. Ashton seemed to understand. “I know I came here to be alone but I feel bad just taking this from you. Also you’re not gonna be all loud and annoying. So sit.” Ike stood there for a little longer, then took the chair Ashton pulle dout for her. Ashton handed her one of the ear buds, which she gladly took. 

As Ashton scrolled through her music, Ike fought with the thoughts in her head. Just say that youre sorry about his headset, The quiet voice seemed to be sweetly saying to her, tell him everything will be ok! Another thought came and screamed over the first, How do you know he would take it seriously?! Three years! Three years you haven’t trusted anyone with your voice! They don't care for it!! They don’t care for-

“Thank you.” Ashton said in a small voice. Ike’s heart stopped. “Not a lot of people like me. It’s just because my brother is nice and fun and I’m lame and quiet. It feels nice to know you care enough to leave that behind and join me instead. I’m sorry if you get bored but.. could you stay? At least a little longer?” Ike hesitated a moment. Then gently lay her head on his shoulder. She kept her shoulders tense, prepared for him to push her away. Ready for him to tell her he changed his-

Ashton lay his head ontop of hers. “Thanks.” He said through a smile Ike couldn’t see. Ike relaxed her shoulders slightly. They sat there togther, scrolling threw Ike’s songs in silence. Well, almost in silence.

“You really like Kiro, don’t you?” Ashton asked through a teasing laugh, “Do you find him attractive or something?” Ike shook her head. “Why? He’s hot.” Ashton said this plainly, surprising Ike again, “At least that’s what all the girls in my class say. Have you ever seen his face?” Ike nodded. “And you still don’t find him attractive?” Ike grew nervous. How could she tell him without speaking up? Suddenly, she got an idea.

Ike took control over the MP3 player and chose one of Kiro’s songs, “Music is Beyond The Soul.” Ashton listened silently to the song, taking in the words. “So,” he started slowly, “You like his music more than you like him?” Ike nodded. “Cool." Ashton seemed excited of something, “...why didn’t you just say that?” Ike looked up at the small boy sitting next to her. He looked at her, head tilted and small eyebrow arched. Ike hesitated but soon was back on the MP3 player, skimming the songs until she found the one she wanted. “Hiding from the Past.” by a band named Waking at First. Ike could hear the music through the earbuds, singing along to it inside of her head.

The scars cut deeper than the skin,

From the amount of pain we are in.

Their life,

Their lies,

Their strife,

It flies

Far beyond the words that lay unspoken on the tongues of fate.

From their unnatural hate

From the amount of silence we bear.

Ashton turned to face Ike, who had her eyes purposely trained on the MP3 player. “I don’t understand.” He said. Ike’s rising hopes to be understood were crushed. Did she really expect an eight year old to understand what she was going through in a day? Without saying anything to really explain? No one would understand if she doesn’t speak. But she won’t speak. How can she know they will stay long enough for it to matter?

“There they are!” A cheery voice came from the doorway, pulling Ike’s and Ashton’s attention to it. Sam, Chris, and Maria stood at the door with their food trays and giant smiles. Ike stood up and walked away from Ashton, letting her earbud fall out her ear as she did so. He tugged at her arm but she didn’t pay attention. Sam ran into the room and placed his tray next to Ashton. 

“You shouldn’t run off like that, Ike.” Maria said, placing her tray down then putting a hand on Ike’s shoulder, “We were worried! It’s a good thing Sam knew where the library was.” Ike moved away from Maria, picked up her food bowl, and moved to the open seat at the end of the table.

“The librarian told us we could eat together in the library!” Sam giddily said, opening his pudding cup, “As long as we clean up our mess and I am being watched closely.” Chris laughed and sat across from Sam.

“And here I was thinking you were a sweet kid!” He chuckled.

“You were bound to find out sooner or later.” Maria sighed and sat across from Ike. Ike pulled off the plastic wrap from her fruit as the family talked to one another. They did it so casually. They were so comfortable with each other. Ike looked over to Ashton. He now had both of her earbuds in his ears, looking disgruntled as the peace he wanted was bombarded by his family. Ike diverted her attention to her fruit bowl. Ashton was just looking for quiet before she came. Maybe they would have a better time without her there...

“Ike,” Sam called her name, bringing her attention to the little boy, “You only got some fruit! Here, you can have one of my chicken nuggets.”

“What?!” Chris scoffed, “When I asked you for a chicken nugget, you almost bit my fingers off!”

“That’s because Ike didn’t tell my friends I still sleep with stuffed animals!!” Sam spit his tongue out at Chris as he slid his tray to Ike, “Nuggets are only for the nice people!” He smiled at her sweetly as Chris tried to justify his actions. Why did Sam give her the nugget? He said it was for the nice but Ike had done nothing to deserve it. Ike hesitated but eventually took one. She didn’t want him to yell at her for not accepting his gift. Sam casually took back his tray and yelled at Chris some more, as if his offering didn’t mean nearly as much to him as it did to Ike. Ike looked meaningfully at the nugget in her hand.

“Ike, did you give Ashton your MP3 player?” Maria asked, pointing with a fork to Ashton, who was happily skimming through her music. Ike nodded sheepishly, directing her eyes to her shoes. Maria gave that to her as a welcome home present. She should have thought about that before giving away so willingly. 

“That was sweet of you!”

 Ike’s head shot up at Maria’s words. Maria smiled at Ike’s nonplussed state. Ike’s cheeks flushed as she looked quickly back down at the nugget in her hand. She didn’t yell at her. It was her gift. Why didn’t she yell? Why aren’t any of them angry at her? She was emotionally distant and a flight risk. Yet, they all talked to her just as casually. They stayed at the table. They went looking for her. Why didn’t they run? Ike looked at the table full of people once more. They were all laughing and smiling like nothing was wrong… and maybe, for once, there really wasn’t anything wrong. Maybe, for once, they would stay.

Ike took a bite from her nugget.

(Next part)

[thatkdramatho]

Thoughts about TSLOMS Episode 10

Dae Ju’s relationship with Gal Hee is actually underrated; i love it

I really want this whole scam the secretaries are running to blow up next week

I know the story could create drama even if he had done it, but I wish Min Ik had told Dae Ju his relationship with Veronica ended recently. And on that note, why does Min Ik have to choose between Veronica and Gal Hee when his relationship with Veronica was already dead at the time

Now that Dae Ju knows ‘Veronica’ dated Min Ik, it actually is in Veronica’s best interest to let Gal Hee to tell him the truth

I feel bad for Dae Ju the poor bastard finding out the girl he likes dated his best friend while she was flirting with him and being frustrated at his best friend whilst knowing it was not his fault. Lowkey hoped he actually punched Min Ik, cause he did ask

Min Ik’s gonna pick Veronica next week. He’ll realize that’s not what he should’ve chosen, but he’ll still choose her first to get there. BET.

Also, I know we all joke about him having one braincell but I really felt it this week when he replaced the fake earrings with real ones. Like, honey it’s really sweet but what if one day Gal Hee decided it doesn’t spark joy and decides to throw it out not knowing the cost I am literally stressed thinking about this scenario

The scene where the floating Moss Balls showed the characters’ joy? Poetic cinema. Bonus points for using it to also get awkward skinship with a side of a cliche trope. We stan, thanks.