#ive never seen her so turned on o.o

[nekocuddles]

Ready for kisses <3

[lizandbo]

hair days w/ hq bois

Asahi 

- oh dear. Oh hell

- he really really really does have some fragile hair 

- i feel like his older sister would teach him how to do his hair and all that jazz 

- he would let you play with his hair, hell he loves it

- so when you started to do something with his hair he was curios of what you were trying to do 

- but you responded back with just a simple “idk”

- now he really curios 

- no matter how good or bad you are at hair, hell love it 

- he always love your hair styles, or anything that you do

- so when he noticed that you were doing piggy tails he was super confused, like isn’t this  all girlish for him?? Hah NOPE not to you

- you were trying to pigtails and then put them in a bun

- but before you did that you admired him

- “ayyyyeee you look like Harley Quinn!”

- “w-what?! How?”

- “you look nothing like her, but soon in a couple of seconds/ minutes you will look like Princess Leia!”

- “oh dear”

Kenma 

- before yiu do anything with dying and Yadyayada 

- he LOVES when you shovel your hands through his hair and practically rake it like crops 

- but when you did have his permission to dye since the roots were over powering the blond 

- you were excited but hella nervous cuz like...you might mess it up??

- but would kenma really care? Yes, he would absolutely care 

- so now back to panicking

- but if you do mess say hello to the coffin cuz- *cough cough kenma ejronmwowdkrjnew

- he isn’t scary but the harsh and cold tone that he can use is like o.o -.- o.o 

- but anywaysss 

- you did ok, but kenma was impressed none the less 

- he was playing his Mario cart and yes he is playing Mario cart FIGHT ME

- “k-kenma....umm i dunno if you would be happy orrr somethinf”

- “what’s wrong with it? I though you said it was good?

- “welp its like...too much blond, more than you would like?”

- “how much of the roots are left?”

- “like about an inch?”

- “its ok, I’m not mad, but next time leave lie three inches..ok?”

- “okie dokie<3″

Kurro 

- Peeps say that he gels his hair up, but like,, i think its normal cuz i looked it up

- but hinata’s hair is normally like that? Sorta 

- and a lot of other peeps have their hair straight up like a fuckn chicken just like onion head 

- but on th website thingy i looked it up, kenma said that he lays on his stomach and puts two pillows around his head to make it like that

- but personally, doing all that before you get to sleep is too much cuz like, when I’m ready to fucking sleep, I’m fucking asleep asleep 

- but this is about hair not fucking sleep

- you scrunched up his hair and he turned around his neck so fast to the point it cracked 

- you never saw I’m that alarmed ever

- “bby, I’m only playing with your hair”

- “you should’ve told me, i thought you were a stranger trying to fight”

- “oh yeah, its not like every day that you fight wth a stranger”

- “ its just for the cause” 

- “’its just for the cause’ my ass”

- you were now done with his rooster hair, that it tuned out to be three to four lil braids 

- “....looks nice babe”

- “you don’t even know what it looks like tho”

- “i know, im always gonna love it”

- insert your face blushing:)

Nishinoya 

- Noya bby would prolly never let you touch his hair cuz like: he wants it perfectly up

- so, he would let you do it at night

- or right after a shower 

- but anyways 

- you were trying to do like, this thing were its tiny lil ponytails in his hair 

- it would look stupid but funny

- and once you did it, he was impress but Ike, also kinda mad and embarrassed?

- he didnt want to look Ike an idiot 

- but HERE WE GO WELCOME TO THE FUCKING SHOW 

- “y/nnnnnn, what the hell?”

- “what? You dont like it?”

- “well, yes I’m pretty impress but dont i look like a weird gnome with broccoli hair?”

- “well yes you look like a gnome cuz ya damn short, and no you dont look like a broccoli, you look like nothing ive seen before”

- “is that somethinf- WAIT.. IM NOT SHORT!” - “ya kinda areee”

- “BABE”

- “sorry”

- “WHY DO I LOOK LIKE THIS”

- “what? Beautiful? A gnome? Details man!”

- “yes beautiful, no gnome, forgot I said anythig about the gnome”

- “okie dokie”

[harleyquilt]

A painful price

Summary: A angst fic. That’s all I’m saying. Requested by @bhion-chan

Notes: …o.o

Everything was hectic, everyone in a panicked frenzy as touka, the Queen and my loving wife, went into labour. It started two hours ago and yet it already felt like days have passed by. My heart wouldn’t stop racing ever since this started and a sickening fear ate away at my mind at the thought that anything horrible could happen at any moment.

The pregnancy hadn’t been easy on touka these past nine months and saying that would be an understatement. The child had drained all her energy, every meal she ate, whether that be human food or meat, would only be threw up moments later. She was weak and showed no improvement.

In a moment of sheer desperation, I had went as far as to suggest that perhaps…It would have been better if we didn’t have the baby at this moment of time. Touka, of course, refused such a proposal, despite my desperate pleads for her safety. This child meant everything to her, so how could I have refused her of this precious gift?

I don’t know what to think anymore.

We had urgently called for doctors from the Great Wheel act and hoped that they could help with delivering the baby. They came soon enough and took touka into the next room where they were already prepared for the delivery. I, on the other hand, stayed in the next room with the others and paced back and forth constantly, my lip sore from the amount of times I bit it out of nervousness. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking either, my whole body tensed with a persistent voice inside me that fed me words of fear and bitterness. She won’t make it, it told me, she won’t survive.

Forcibly, I pushed back this voice and decided to focus on what’s important. It was a miracle that the baby made it this far to begin with, everyone seemingly convinced that it would have been consumed by touka, considering the mixture of genes within the child. But touka, that wonderful woman, refused to lose hope. It amazed me, in a way, that she held so strong to her faith that it would live on, that we could finally have a family to call our own. With her persistent positivity, I also began to look forward to seeing the baby. Our baby.

“Kaneki,” Nishiki rested a hand on my shoulder, pulling me away from my thoughts. “She’ll be alright. Don’t worry.”

I nodded solemnly, my arms crossed and my brows furrowed. His words were sincere, but they did very little to calm my nerves. This waiting game was tearing me apart…

“Onii-chan,” Hinami walked into the room. She had stayed with touka since the labour started, supporting her sister by her side and handled the situation very calmly, something I was very grateful for.

I looked up and walked over to her side almost instantly, eager for answers or any form of good news whilst I also silently prayed that nothing terrible had happened in my absence.

“She’s doing well.” Hinami reassured me, seeming to have read my unspoken questions from my permanently worried expression. “You should go see her.”

I nodded once again and moved passed her to the next room. As soon as I opened the door, I could already hear touka’s pained groans as the doctors rushed around her. I moved around them and to touka’s side - she was lying down on one of the spare beds, dressed in a hospital gown and her back propped up with many cushions. She was drenched in sweat, her hair stuck onto her forehead and her face scrunched up as the contractions sent more waves of agony through her. I sat next to her and grabbed her hand, to which she instantly laced her fingers through mine. After the contraction passed, she sat back and panted heavily, her heavy eyelids opened slowly to lock onto mine.

“Kaneki.” She breathed, a wry smile formed on her quivering lips. “You’re here.”

“Of course.” I smiled back. “I’ll always be here for you, touka chan.”

Her smile grew until it abruptly changed back into a pained grimace.

“Shit.” She cursed. “Why can’t this little shit get out of me already?”

“You’re doing very well.” One of the doctors said. “However, I am concerned for your RC count so we’re going to-”

“What?” My heart stopped beating for a moment and my hand unconsciously squeezed touka’s. “Will…will she be alright?”

“Of course, we’ve got it under control.” He then turned to one of the nurses. “Prepare an IV drip.”

All of a sudden, I couldn’t think straight. My fear forced it’s way back into my mind and my hope started to falter, quickly crumbling as I looked back down to touka with wide eyes. I can’t lose her, not yet. Not now. Please.

She watched my eyes and saw that fear consume me, leaning up to give me a very soft kiss against my trembling lips.

“It’s fine, kaneki.” Touka squeezed my hand. “I’m going to be fine. Don’t worry.”

“It’s my job to worry.” However, I allowed her words to sink in, her gentle tone soothed my mind and I soon relaxed again. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“You softie.” Touka sighed.

Things go well once the doctors set up the IV drip and touka regained some of her energy, with minor contractions occurring every so often. For now, I could finally breath again as I saw my wife beaming with joy and anticipation, despite her pale complextion. I didn’t know how she did it, but she continued to trudge onwards, even with all these tough obsticles thrown at her. There was a sense of admiration within me whenever I witnessed this part of her, knowing nothing could break her and as long as she’s by my side, I know nothing could break me either.

As time passed by, touka and I continued to discuss names for the baby. She came up with…interesting names, to say the least, but I tried my best to come up with more agreeable names.

“Touka, Sakari is not a name.” I tried to tell her for the fifth time. “Do you mean Sakura?”

“No,” she huffed. “Sakari is what I meant. What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s just…what about Akari, then?” She shook her head stubbornly and then came up with another entirely ridiculous name. “Wah- Touka, Ajari isn’t a name either.”

“Says who?” She snapped, her brows raised as I watched in astonishment at her serious expression.

Before I could answer, however, she cried out in pain and lunged forward as another contraction came by. She grabbed onto my arm and her nails dug into my skin. I tried not to wince at the pain and instead gave her words of reassurance whilst the pain subsided.

“I hate this.” She moaned, sitting back and breathed heavily.

“I know. You’re doing amazing.” I told her softly, stroking back her damp hair and kissed her forehead lightly. Though I watched her eyes flutter before they fell shut and her breathing became slow. “Touka-chan?” I asked worringly.

“Sorry.” She said after a moment. My heart went wild with my body tensed. “I’m just…tired.”

“Doctor, how much longer?” I asked impatiently, my voice tight.

“She’s doing well, it won’t be much longer.” But I noticed him looking worried for a moment before he raised his head to look back at me. I saw nurses taking away blood soaked towels and the sight made my stomach churn.

“What’s wrong?” I asked immediately.

“It’s under control, it’s just…” His eyes darted to touka as she let out another scream of agony, spouting out curses before kaneki started to rub her back until the contraction passed. “She’s losing quite a bit of blood.”

“W-What?” I stammered, my throat suddenly tight like I’m being suffocated, his words repeated endlessly in my mind that was already beginning to shatter.

No.

No.

Please no.

Not touka.

Please not touka.

Please…

“Kaneki.” Her voice cut through my dazed panic, her hands cupping my face. The cold chill that ran through me was replaced with the warmth of touka’s voice. She was looking intently into my eyes, a gentle smile on her tired face. “I told you, didn’t I? I’m going to be fine. I promise.”

How did I deserve such a goddess?

I nod slightly and place my hands over her hands, my head leaned against hers. I shut my eyes and took in the feeling of her touch, her ever so gentle touch, and took a deep breath. I can’t think like this now; she needed me and so I must remain strong for her, just as she had done for me. I will be the husband she deserved.

“Ok, touka-chan.” I pulled back and turned my head to kiss her palm. “I’m here for you.”

After some time, I leave to get myself some coffee, which touka insisted I do and as I prepared one, ayato came up to me, a concerned look written across him.

“How is she?” He asked before I could open my mouth. I’ve never seen him so scared as he bit into his clenched fists and his body was unable to keep still for a second, shifting his weight between his feet constantly.

“She’s doing fine.” I said, but my mind flashed back to the doctor’s words.

She’s losing quite a bit of blood.

I almost knocked over my cup and ayato scolded me for daydreaming at such a time but softened when he saw my hands tightly gripping the edge of the counter.

“She’s strong, kaneki.” He told me. “This brat is nothing to the things she’s went up against. If she could make it then, she can now.”

I tried to smile at his kind words, but it didn’t seem to settle my racing heart. Ayato saw that I was still tense and decided to change the topic and asked what I thought the gender of the baby would be.

“I think,” I said. “It might be a boy. It’s what touka thought too but I don’t know…something tells me that it might be a girl instead.”

“Hina wants it to be a girl.” Ayato smiled, laughing a little at himself. “Wants to share all the things she has with them. I wouldn’t mind either way. I think hinami would make a good sister to the brat. Or auntie…wait, what is she to the kid anyway?”

“I guess hinami would prefer to be more of a sister. However, I think you would make for a great uncle.” I laughed when I saw Ayato’s face scrunch up to such words. He hadn’t seemed to have accepted himself as an uncle, the idea so overwhelming for him.

“Whatever. You should head back to touka. She needs someone to hold onto before she knocks a nurse out out of frustration.” Ayato chuckled at the thought and parted ways with me as I headed back towards the room touka was in.

Then I hear another scream.

I rushed into the room and my eyes immediately darted to the sheer amount of blood right before me. I hardly heard my cup smash into the ground as I felt the bile rise up my throat and was unable to take my eyes away from the blood spilled across the sheets touka laid on. My shaking knees buckled beneath me when I looked back to touka’s frail expression, my mind ringing and my heart thudding to the point I thought it would burst out my chest at any second.

Somehow, I managed to force myself to her side and held onto her hand again. Her breathing was raspy and shallow, her eyes distant and her muscles weak and sore. Slowly, after hearing my voice call out her name quietly, she turned her head shakily towards me. And yet…she was smiling. Always smiling.

“Y-You’re going to be fine.” I forced my words out in hardly a whisper.

Did I believe that?

“The baby will be out soon.”

Is that true?

“And then we’re gonna be together.”

I felt my tears run down my face as I swallowed the lump stuck in my throat.

“Remember? We’re gonna start our own family, just like we said we would.”

Her hand is so cold.

“Touka…”

“Ken.” She sat up a little, but her back quickly began to arch as the pain overwhelmed her.

“I can see the head!” The doctor shouts. “Stop the bleeding-”

“Ken.” Touka said again. “I’m gonna make it.”

“You will.” I nodded and held her close. There was a harsh intake of air before she yelled out, her eyes becoming watery and she bit her lip hard before the tears could fall.

Even now, she was so beautiful.

“Ken, do you still have the ring?” She asked weakly.

“What?”

“The ring.” She screamed before throwing her head back and her eyes squeezed shut. “Do you have it?”

“Y-Yes.” I pulled it out, her eyes locked onto the gold band and smiled with relief. “Why?”

“Good.” She ignored my question before she continued to writhe in agony. I tried to ignore the rush of doctor and nurses and focused only on my wife.

“It’s nearly out,” the doctor said. “Just keep pushing.”

I offered touka the same encouragement and within the next few moments and an almost broken hand, the baby was finally out. I let out a breath I didn’t knew I held and rested my head against touka’s shoulder and she laid her head on top of mine. I finally made myself look up to a very exhausted touka, only to find her laughing hysterically.

“You little shit.” She laughed. “Causing me all this pain. I’m never having kids again.”

I was stunned by her response, especially considering what had just happened, but when I saw her bright yet tired smile as she looked back towards me, her tears of joy rolling down her flushed cheeks, I couldn’t contain my own laughter and joined her in her laughing fit.

For a moment, everything seemed so…perfect.

The nurse came over soon after, a bundle of towels in her hand with a small baby wrapped within them.

“It’s a girl.”

A girl. A beautiful baby girl. Our baby girl.

Once the nurse placed our newborn child into touka’s arms, I finally got a closer look. She was so, so small. Her lips formed a mini pout as her little hands reached up. Touka lifted a hand and our daughter grabbed hold of one of her fingers.

“Hey there, beautiful.” Touka whispered. My heart swelled at the sight, especially once our daughter gave a small smile. I felt the tears forming in my eyes again. “Guess we’re parents now, ken.”

“Yeah.” I beamed. “Guess we are.”

I gently stroked the back of my hand against our daughter’s chubby cheeks, her skin so soft and smooth. I then moved my hand down to her tiny hands and she instantly grabbed my pinkie, which was the size of her whole hand.

“She’s so tiny.” I chuckled. “What name should we give to such a small girl?”

“Mai.” Touka sighed. She leaned back, but kept her eyes on our baby. “Mai Kaneki.”

I nodded enthusiastically. Despite the weird names from earlier, mai seemed perfect. Our little, beautiful mai.

“You know…” I started to say, turning my head to get a better look at mai. “I think she looks like you, touka-chan.”

…

“Touka?”

I looked up and suddenly, the world around me shifted out of focus.

“Touka?” My voice became a pathetic rasp. “Touka? Are you asleep?”

I nudged her a little, but her eyes didn’t open, her lips didn’t part to speak. She stayed still, her expression peaceful.

“Please wake up.”

She won’t open her eyes.

“Please.”

She won’t speak.

“I need you.”

She remained still.

“We need you.”

She was peaceful.

“I’m sorry, sir.” The doctor spoke. His words were nothing more than white noise, the sudden violent urge within me started building up as my body started to shake, my words mixed with pathetic sobs.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Leave me with touka.

I don’t need anyone else.

Just me and touka.

Her face was so beautiful, yet so still. If I could convince myself, I could believe that she really was asleep. If only this sweet lie of mine was the truth. I begged for it to be the truth. Let it be the truth.

But this painful price we had to pay was far too great for even this simple wish of mine to become reality.

Looking down, though my eyes were blurred with tears, I saw a gold ring that hung around my neck and I picked it up with trembling hands.

“Touka.” I held it with clenched hands. “You can’t leave, I’m nothing without you.”

Her voice. I needed her voice. That voice that took away all of my stress and worries. That voice that told me everything would be fine. What happened to that promise? What happened to those words?

‘Kaneki…’

I could almost envision it and the warmth that always came with it.

‘It’ll be ok. Look after mai for me, would ya? I know you don’t think you can do it, but I’ll be there watching. Please stay strong. For her.’

Her voice seemed to fade away with the little reassurance I had left crumbling away. My sorrowful gaze turned to mai, who started to whimper, shifting in her wrapped blankets and I picked her up delicately, the nurse moving to place a sheet over touka.

“I’m sorry, mai.” I sobbed. “It’s just you and me, ok?”

She cried a little and her small fists clung onto my fingers as I rocked her back and forth gently. My tears fell onto her wrapped blanket and I lowered my face, my cries muffled in the sheets.

Just you and mai.

I won’t let you forget your mother, though. I’ll tell you all of her stories, of how wonderful she was, how she was the strongest woman I ever met and how I loved her more than anything. I’ll tell you how she did everything and anything to see that you would make it here and I won’t let her down by failing now. I’ll tell you these stories every day, so you won’t ever forget how amazing she was and how you will grow up to be as great as her.

It hurts so much. Just remembering it all. All those memories of her that brought me such bliss.

I wish I could just vanish and find your mother again.

But I won’t, because I have you now.

And I’m planning to keep my promise to touka because I know it will be worth it in the end when we get to see her again…

[bisummers]

stolen from @jenny-calendar hi :)

# following: ive been in this hellscape 9 years now and i’d accumulated over 600 blogs, but recently i went into a mini purge and unfollowed a bunch of inactive blogs. My goal is to go down to 350 in the next few months.

# of followers: something like 1600! And that’s without p*rnbots, who i block on the spot. very humbled.

average hours of sleep: i always try to get a good 8-7 hours. I paid my dues in college and never again.

lucky number: not lucky really, but i have an affinity for 4.

instruments: i cannot play anything :(

what are you wearing: a company polo short (i.e. my “i woke up feeling rotten and i don’t want to think about what to wear outfit”) and undies cause i am home and what are pants

dream job: is it stupid to say no job? Idk man...

dream trip: ufff i want to go everywhere!! I guess my top bucket list items right now are thailand, japan, cuba,and spain(again)

significant other: im kinda paranoid about ppl being mean or seeing me a certain way because i am dating a he so i dont really talk about my rl? but most of you must have figured out the elusive rick(not his real name) holds the loml status irl, we’ve been together 4 years and counting! he’s not comfy with pictures and stuff so you might never see them here unless we get married o.o

birthday: 8/21

height: 5′5

gender/pronouns: she/her

other blogs: i only have 1 other active blog, which is bajoestalupa for all things ~aesthetic~ i dont want to add into my fandom blog. I also have an inactive travel journal from my year in europe and a bunch of saved urls.

nicknames: here everyone calls me dali, irl rick calls me dormiloncin (sleepyhead) and silly banin.

star sign: leo

time: 8:18 pm!

favorite band: mcr forever and ever baby

favorite tumblr artist: tumblr artist are truly incredible and this list could be huge but im gonna be lazy and embarrassing and admit my muse is @lesbidar who is incredibly talented, driven, and organized and i aspire to be like that someday.

song stuck in your head: sword of damocles from the rocky horror soundtrack :/

last movie you watched: the princess diaries i think

last show you watched: broadchurch series one!!! It was so good does anyone else watch that show?? I wanna make edits but they’ll only get 4 notes and ill be sad.

why did you make your blog: summer 2008 as an inspiration board for my rp writing........ oh how the turn tables.......

what do you post: lots of reblogs + original content (see below)

fandom contributions: my edits, aesthetics, my art, and my own brand of frantic enthusiasm

last thing you googled: i went to hollywood studios this weekend so i googled the best food in the park

ao3: N/A

do you ever get asks: not many, but i love all of the few who talk to me

how did you get the idea for your url: initially i had the url of tattooeyes, which was just some rando shit i came up with in 2008. But after i saw btvs i became so in love with it, started following buffy blogs, and started making original content for the first time in tumblr. i basically became a buffy blog and i wanted to reflect that so i settled for bisummers because... its true? Buffy Summers is canonically bisexual and I love her so... I have a few other that are great and i always think about switching but i hate the fact that all the stuff I’ve made is out there without proper links so probably not gonna change it.

favorite food: cheese

last book you read: i forgot the name but it was a academic buffy book, it has some interesting things to say about the show i hadn’t heard before, but nothing to write home about tbqh.

top 3 fictional universes: despite all of jk rowling’s attempt to make us hate her and all the valid issues brought up by fans in the past i still truly love the harry potter universe. I also love the buffyverse universe and this is random but has anyone seen the fifth element? Aesthetically that movie is so dope to me i like he concept design of that universe a lot.

[alicedoessurveys]

loooooong survey

Childhood

Did you spend your childhood time with mostly real or imaginary friends?: real. I spent most summers/half terms with my cousins and my neighbour’s grandkids. Did people consider you an odd child?: not odd, just shy  Do you have memories that go back to when you were only a few months old?: nope Do you remember any thoughts you had when you where very young?: not really nope  

Were they intricate or simple thoughts?: probably simple but I can't remember 

If you answered “intricate”, give an example of one of those thoughts: n/a

Were you dreams very vivid as a child?: yes, still do. I also used to get really bad night terrors a lot as a kid What is the strangest memory you have from early childhood?: can't think of anything strange.. Were you a child prodigy or did you display any gifts at a young age?: I drew a lot, but I was no prodigy What was the most “grown-up” thing you ever said as a child?: I have no idea What were your favourite TV shows in early childhood?: I grew up on Fairly Odd Parents, Rugrats, Tracy Beaker Were you afraid of monsters?: yes, especially zombies Did you believe that fictional characters were real?: yes Were you more quiet and artistic or loud and physical? quiet and artistic  Issues and stuff Do you eat meat?: yup, but only beef, chicken and bacon/sausage  If you do, what is your justification for it?: I dont feel I need to justify it, just like I wouldn't expect a vegetarian to justify why they dont eat meat. each to their own.  If you could legalize 3 things in the US, what would they be?: I dont live in the US, I dont really know their laws and I dont really care  Do you believe in the death penalty?: nope Did Mumia do it?: do what..? If you had a choice, which country would you have chosen to be born into?: I like that im English, I just wish I was born in a different part of England cause Birmingham is a shit hole What are your opinions of Michael Moore?: I dont know who that is  Describe your feelings about marijuana legalization: I think it should be for those who need it for medical stuff Red, White and Blue is a ghastly color combination, right?: nope What television news coverage do you detest the most?: all of it, I dont watch the news What will you do if Bush is re-elected? Im British, I dont care  Which state do you think will drop off into the ocean first?: idk Who do you consider “American Heros”?  I feel like these questions are very aimed at Americans  Completely Obtuse And Silly Questions Have you ever taken something apart just to see how it worked? yes  Do you ever yell at the television while you are alone? Reason?: not yell, but talk to the telly yeah. and not even just while im alone.  Name a few things (if any) that you bought on Ebay recently: I cant remember the last time I bought something off eBay  Are the Muppetes sinister? Think about it.: nope... o.O Do you watch the Science Channel (Discovery) on a regular basis?: no ive never watched it  Ever gotten into an “in person” argument with a total stranger? Discuss: yup. basically I was at this event thing where they had boats and pretty floating lights and shit on a river. we had waited all day to see them and when they were finally coming past we couldn't see them because it was so crowded and there was a “security guy” stood in the way. There was kids infront of me who kept saying they couldn't see because of him so I yelled “MOVE” and he turned around and started arguing with me. Long story short, he eventually moved out the way and found a space where he wasn't blocking anyones view and the people around me thanked me. I felt so awkward after cause im not a confrontational person at all but I was so tired & irritated that I just snapped.  Sugar or Honey?: Sugar What’s on your desk right now?: im not sat at my desk atm  How many e-mails do you recieve a day?: about 20 Do you think that time travel is a possibility?: no Are you slightly addicted to online tests and surveys?: not addicted, I just enjoy doing them to pass time San Francisco or New York City?: ive never been to either, but I would like to go to New York  What are your favorite color combinations?: grey and light blush pink looks nice Close your eyes and type the first random image that pops into your head: I cant because im listening to hairspray so thats all I can see right now  Do you enjoy night or day better?: depends what im doing  Favorite animal: Dogs   Have you ever been to a protest?: Nope, but ive ended up in the same place as a protest was taking place and it was horrible Aggravated a cop on purpose?: No Ever gone train hopping/ridden the rails?: Nope If you could choose a time period in which to live, which would it be?: I’m fine with this one Ever put your hand through a window?: no List a few words you hate the sound of: the c word And a few you like the sound of: idk Are you sick of this survey yet? not really  Emotions And Such Have you attempted suicide more than once?: No  Cutting?: Yes Do you get violent when you are angry?: Not with people, just with myself or just like throw stuff on the floor like a brat  Which emotion are you most consumed by?: fear Are you highly emotive?: Yes Do you discuss problems or keep them to yourself?: keep them to myself, and if I do discuss them I downplay or make jokes Do you fall in love easily?: not in love, but I do fall for people too easy What age/year was the most difficult for you?: around ages 19-now How do you channel your anger/sadness?: shut myself away and cry  Ever been addicted to alcohol or drugs?: No

Ever been homeless?: No List a few simple things that make you happy: playing sims, Tumblr, theatre When were you most recently your happiest?: hanging out with nick and Addison the other day  Do you consider yourself empathetic?: yes Friends Do you have friends that are drastically different from each other?: my main group of friends is only like 3 people and they have their differences but not drastic differences List a few key traits that all of your friends have in common: my friends are all into gaming, watching films & eating Do you keep in touch with friends from high school?: yes, two of my best friends are from school Have you lost touch with many of your friends?: almost everyone I become friends with end up losing touch in the end but ive been friends with Addison for 10 years and Rhys for 20 years Are they mostly local or long distance?: local  When you go out with friends, what kinds of things do you do?: usually go to the arcade, cinema and get food Have you ever been betrayed by a close friend?: yes If yes, are you still friends with that person?: no Are your friends mostly your age, younger or older?: rhys & Addison are 23, nick is 25, I am 22

Do you have a hard time making friends because most people bore you?: no, I have a hard time making friends because im socially awkward Do you like to hang out with friends one-on-one or in groups?: groups, it takes the pressure off in conversations Which of you online friends do you have the most in common with?: I dont have any online friends Family Are you close to your family?: yes What traits are you glad you inherited from them?: faithfulness & a good sense of humour  What sitcom does your family most remind you of?: I cant think of anything other than that me and my mom are a lot like Miranda and her mom from the sitcom ‘Miranda’ Does your family live locally or far away?: local Have you ever stopped speaking to someone in your family?: yes Have either of your parents died?: no, thank god Is your family very much like you or are you opposites?: a lot like me  How many siblings do you have?: one older sister Has your family ever thrown food at each other?: yes, every christmas season we throw chocolates at each other from the Quality Street or Roses tins Are the holidays a nightmare or a time of joy?: I love Christmas Day and I normally love christmas shopping but this year I found it all very stressful because I was so busy at the theatre and I had no money to buy gifts  Do you look like your parents?: ive been told I do List one interesting fact about your family: apparently my dads side of the family is descended from royalty Lovers Gay, Straight, Bi-sexual or no idea?: Straight Married/partnered?: Single Ever gone out with someone you were embarrassed to be seen with?: no Ever broken someones heart?: someone I “dated” in infant school told me when we reunited in senior school that I broke his heart. but I didn't actually do anything so I dont know where he got that from  How many serious relationships have you had?: none Have you ever lusted obsessively over someone you knew you couldn’t have?: not obsessively lusted, but I have fancied guys that I knew nothing could ever happen.  Do you believe in the theory of soulmates?: yes Ever cheated?: No Been cheated on?: No Thrown someones stuff out on the lawn/stairs/etc.?: Nope Had your stuff thrown out on the lawn/stairs/etc.?: Nope Most important emotional qualities of a lover?: someone who makes me feel happy and can make me smile, makes me feel comfortable, is caring, trustworthy, honest, affectionate  Most important physical qualities?: I dont think physical qualities are super important but I do fall for peoples eyes & smile Food & Drink Non-alcoholic beverage of choice: cherry coke or caramel hot chocolate Alcoholic beverage of choice: cider Foods you crave on a regular basis: chocolate

Salsa and Chips or Pita and Hummus?: neither Meat or Tofu?: Meat Soup or Salad?: soup Soda or Juice?: Soda Can I get you anything else?: You didn't get me anything..? :’) Favorite candy:: chocolate in general Favorite food to make: lasagne 

Food brand that you hate?: idk Do you try to buy all organic?: nope  Favorite fast food?: mcdonalds Final Questions Ever had a great song ruined for you after it was used in a commercial?: yes

Ever yelled at an SUV?: nope A Hummer?: Nope Ever faked being sick to get out of going somewhere?: yes If you could turn back time and change one thing, what would it be?: stay in college Bambi or Nemo?: Nemo List 3 things that are worrying you right now: 1, money. 2, a meeting I have to go to next week that im absolutely dreading. 3, I have this constant annoying anxiety that tells me my friends dont actually like me and that I get on everyones nerves.  Do you think you’ll ever have children if you don’t already?: not my own now, but I hope to adopt Do you think there is life on other planets?: no Have you ever broken a leg or arm?: nope Would you rather stay in the house or do things outside: depends on my mood David Letterman or Jay Leno?: I dont know who they are  Last words?: Bye

[shadowsong26fic]

Oh look it’s that time again

Time for another Random AU Outline(tm)!

I thought about doing an addition to the Valdemar Cossover AU this month (because I have mostly worked out wtf is going on with Dooku), buuuuut since Distaff is still super late (friggin Opera House, I swear--I think I’ve fiiiiiiiinally got it working? Fingers crossed, I’m so sorry, I refer you again to the teaser bits with my sincere apologies...), I decided to write up a variant plotline for that fic because yes in fact I do write AUs for my AUs shut up.

So this one is #1a. on my List of Things I’ll Never Actually Write. So, uh, content warnings for discussion of abortion and miscarriage, just as a heads-up.

(See also the Rabbit Hole AU; the Bail Unfucks the Timeline AU)

(Also, these things have an official tag now, #au outlines for the win)

All right, this diverges when, unlike in the actual storyline, Palpatine decides that the best way to deal with this whole...Situation...is to poison Anakin and induce a miscarriage.

He decides against this in the actual fic mostly because he thinks it’d risk more than it gained him. Speeding up his timeline is a more efficient solution.

I figure in this variant, he decides that he can definitely work with her rage at the universe over what happened, since she seems to want this kid, and it nips several potential future problems in the bud. And he discounts the ability of the Temple/Jedi to figure out what’s going on/help her through it/whatever.

This is a mistake.

So, Anakin goes to meet with the Chancellor, as she does.

This may even be that one meeting where he tells her ‘guess what you’re on the Council now’

And she’s like “...well, fuck, WHY DIDN’T YOU DO THIS SIX MONTHS AGO WHEN IT WOULDN’T RUIN EVERYTHING.”

And he’s wearing one of his ridiculous needle ring things, and puts a hand on her shoulder and triggers it.

I feel like he has like twelve of these.

To coordinate with all the ridiculous Opulent Chancellor Robes he has to wear.

Just in case he feels the need to poison someone on short notice.

Having his ring not match would give the game away, you know?

It’s all about the details.

Anakin does get a Warning Tingle or whatever, but she puts it down to EVERYTHING ELSE that happens in that meeting.

Except then she leaves, and she’s flailing. And she still decides to go down to find a race and clear her head, and she’s still ignoring Obi-Wan’s calls (Padme hasn’t called her yet).

And then she starts feeling sick. Like--really, genuinely, awfully sick.

So she pulls over.

And you know it’s bad if she thinks she isn’t really safe to drive.

Obi-Wan calls again and this time she picks up because SOMETHING IS WRONG and she hasn’t yet spiraled to the point where she feels like she can’t talk to him.

She’s just been, you know, working up the courage to tell him.

LOOK PADME I’M GETTING THERE DON’T RUSH ME

And then she notices the blood.

At this point, she’s REALLY freaking out and she starts babbling about ‘something is wrong with the baby’

Obi-Wan, internally: ...baby? What--

Obi-Wan, externally: I’m on my way, try to stay calm.

He gets down to where she is, and of course promptly takes her back to the Temple for medical attention.

And there’s a moment where she resists because “nooooo they’ll take her please don’t let them”

And he would reassure her on the subject because, no, that’s not how it works, you know that, Anakin.

Except she passes out at that point.

They get back to the Temple, and he says he thinks she’s pregnant and something is wrong with the baby.

(He hasn’t quite wrapped his head around this whole “she’s pregnant” part but one thing at a time)

And, of course, Master Che and the others figure out what’s going on.

At least that she’s been poisoned.

Master Che: ...she does realize, she could have come to us? There are safer ways.

Obi-Wan: Given what she was saying before she passed out, I don’t think she did this to herself. She does not want to lose this child.

Master Che: ........

Anakin + babies are stabilized.

(Because the Force is really invested in the twins, guys. Of course mother and babies are okay.)

Babies are also identified as twins.

Ani regains consciousness, and the first thing she asks is is the baby okay.

Because, yeah, the Order is going to take her away, but they can’t do that until the baby’s actually born and Anakin has a few months to figure out how to fix that the important thing right now is IS SHE OKAY DID I LOSE HER.

And she’s told, yes, baby is okay. Babies are okay.

Anakin: O.O

And then she shakes off the “wtf plural” moment and gets all bristly and defensive (as she does) about “i’m keeping them you can’t take them away from me i won’t let you.”

Master Che: uh...well, yes, that is your decision? You would have to leave the Order if you wanted to raise them yourself, of course, but--

Anakin: wait what.

Master Che: ...what exactly did you think would happen if you told us?

Anakin: ...that you’d take her away.

Master Che: ................no. Well, like I said, you wouldn’t be able to retain custody and stay in the Order, but that doesn’t mean we’d take your child without your consent.

Anakin: ....oh.... ::starts crying because OMG RELIEVED::

(There’s a whole other bit that I couldn’t fit in where Anakin mentions that “also the war is the only thing I’m really good at and we’re spread super thin and you’d take me out of the field.”)

(Which, honestly, is about 75% of why she hadn’t told Obi-Wan before the nightmares start. That, and Padme has to know first)

After that comes the super uncomfortable “guess what you were poisoned” conversation.

Especially since the drug Palpatine gave her, while it would make her miserable for a day or two and would terminate the pregnancy, wouldn’t have killed her.

So, then the question becomes--is there something going on that someone specifically wants Anakin sidelined for a few days?

This seems unlikely.

Or did someone specifically want to poison her because pregnancy?

Anakin: But that’s ridiculous. The only person I’ve told is Pa---Senator Amidala. Because. Um. I couldn’t tell anyone in the Order and she’s a woman and my uh friend and...

(Master Che accepts this. Because she hasn’t seen these two dorks interact. No one else would buy it.)

So they start the process of going over everywhere Anakin’s been in the last twenty-four hours, trying to figure out who might have poisoned her.

Anakin: ::develops a Horrible Suspicion::

Anakin: ....no, it’s a coincidence.

Anakin: the Chancellor is my friend.

Anakin: besides how would he know?

Anakin: why am I not finding any of this convincing.

MEANWHILE

Obi-Wan is trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

And, by a logical process similar to the one Palpatine used, in reverse, decides that the Chancellor is the one who got Anakin pregnant.

And he knows that Anakin went to see him just before she collapsed.

He doesn’t really suspect the Actual Truth. He doesn’t have enough of the picture yet.

But he does know that Palpatine is a power-grabby Politician who probably doesn’t want to deal with a sex scandal about how he debauched a celibate war nun.

Especially one who’s like a third his age.

(Side note: there’s another potential variant where Anakin’s pregnancy becomes public and all of Sidious’ schemes unravel because someone starts to question “hey why is the Chancellor spending so much time alone with a young female celibate military official/priest, enough that he’s been credibly accused of siring her child?” And then Some Intrepid Reporter keeps digging deeper and deeper and OH SHIT) 

Anyway, the more Obi-Wan thinks about it, the more sense it makes.

Now, he just needs to prove it, and that will solve several problems at once.

(Also, then he’d be justified in punching Palpatine right in his smug face which seems a REALLY ATTRACTIVE notion right at this moment.)

MEANWHILE MEANWHILE

Anakin is not answering Padme’s calls.

Padme is Very Concerned about this, because Anakin was supposed to be here a while ago for the checkup and it took a hell of a lot of effort to talk her into it.

Finally, out of desperation, she calls Obi-Wan.

Because yes, this might explode their secret and really Ani should be the one to tell him but...

Obi-Wan is pulled out of his ‘how to get away with punching Palpatine right in his smug face’ plotting and answers.

He tells her that Anakin is ill, that she collapsed, and is with the Healers now, but has been stabilized and will be all right.

And then they both sort of dance around the ‘baby’ question for a while.

Because Padme doesn’t want to spill all of Anakin’s secrets, and Obi-Wan isn’t sure that Padme knows, and doesn’t want to complicate/damage this relationship for Anakin, especially since she’s almost certainly going to end up leaving the Order and she’ll need someone to go to and...

(He adds “figure out what I’m going to do at that point” to his to-do list.)

(Look, there’s a decent chance that even the main version of Distaff will turn into Obianidala eventually, depending on a couple different factors. This variant? Almost certainly would.)

Finally, Padme can’t take it anymore and just blurts it out, “what about the baby, is he okay?”

And Obi-Wan has reached a point where he’s going, “you know what? FUCK IT.” And he tells her--yes, the baby is okay, also there are two of them, also Master Che says Anakin was poisoned and that’s why she collapsed and nearly miscarried, also I’m almost entirely certain that Chancellor Palpatine was involved but I have no proof.

And Padme? Padme sees red.

“So,” she says, “let’s find some.”

Because Padme is already starting to see through Palpatine’s mask.

And now he’s coming after her wife and children.

Obi-Wan, as it turns out, responds much better to “meet me at the docks at midnight and bring a gun” than Bail did.

So, back in the Temple, Anakin has managed to extract herself from the conversation with Master Che, mostly by cooperating for once/playing on the fact that she’s sick to be left alone.

AS SOON AS she can, she unhooks all the monitors and her IV and sneaks out.

She manages not to faint or throw up. She’s very proud of herself for that.

She just wants some answers, really. Part of her still can’t accept what Palpatine probably did, but maybe he noticed something strange about her when she visited? She didn’t start to feel sick until leaving his office, but...

She runs into Obi-Wan and Padme, who are also on their way to break into Palps’s office to get some answers.

Padme: Ani! ::goes to hold her close because fuck it she could have died our children could have died and it’s only Obi-Wan here to see and I don’t think he cares anymore::

Anakin: ::clings back, looks from her to Obi-Wan and back:: What are you doing here...?

Obi-Wan: What are you doing out of bed?

And then there is Banter for a moment until Padme says, “uh, guys? Mission? Trying to track down/prove who was behind the whole poison thing?”

Except then they have to argue whether or not Anakin should really be there, which Obi-Wan and Padme win mostly by a) teaming up on her and b) darling you are clearly using the wall to stay upright go wait in my office.

Obi-Wan and Padme break into Palps’s office together.

He’s not there--he’s left for the day, or something. Especially it’s probably very late at night by now.

Now, of course he’s not stupid enough to keep Incriminating Evidence lying around. So they don’t find anything like...a discarded poison vial in the trash, let alone the ring.

They do find--something. I’m not sure what. Possibly the Emperor’s Darth Sidious’ Private Holo Setting(tm).

(Thank you, Timothy Zahn, I love that joke)

And then Palpatine comes back.

Because he sensed someone breaking into his office.

Or he has a mundane alarm system set up and they tripped it.

Obi-Wan gets between Padme and Palpatine and draws his lightsaber.

Off in Padme’s office, Anakin’s Spidey Sense is tingling.

She runs after the others, and walks in on the Confrontation scene.

Now, there are some things that even Anakin can’t ignore. Not at this point in her timeline.

Palpatine might have a split second to realize just how thoroughly He Done Fucked Up before two lightsabers and a half-dozen blaster bolts punch him in the face.

So, Our Heroes are now in the Supreme Chancellor’s office, which they broke into, standing over his Very Dead Body.

They stare at each other for a minute. “...did that really just happen?”

And then Anakin actually does faint again, breaking the moment.

Obi-Wan: ::catches her:: we need to get out of here.

Padme: we can’t run away, we have to deal with the fallout.

Obi-Wan: well yes but we should probably not be caught at the actual scene of the crime?

Padme: ...good point.

From there--IDK, there’d be a long investigation but the proof would probably come through pretty quick once Palps is no longer actively protecting it.

Obi-Wan probably still goes to kill Grievous, since something in Palpatine’s files says he’s on Utapau.

Master Che straight-up ties Anakin to the bed to make sure she doesn’t follow.

Bail gets dragged into this mess to help Padme deal with the political fallout.

He probably ends up Chancellor, or possibly Mon Mothma does--the scandal surrounding Padme and the Jedi and the whole, y’know, Justifiable Regicide bit is a little too much to put her there.

There’s probably a lot of Discussion in the Order about everything that went down. Probably, once the war is Officially over, Anakin and Obi-Wan both leave.

And then there will be More Discussion once the twins are around Padawan age. But that is beyond the scope of this outline.

Basically, everything ends happily because, unlike in canon where Palps is p. much the only one on the ball, He Done Fucked Up.

[kookingtae]

You have to make a huge post and tell us all the dreams I wanna hear 👀

omg so ive been putting this off for forever bc iTS SO MUCH but i think ive finally got enough time to sit down and type it all out (this is really long so if you want to read some of them, theyre below the ‘keep reading’)

the very first dream i ever had about bts was about jungkook big shocker there except it was long long ago in a galaxy far far away when i biased tae! it was me and jungkook making out on my bed, like full on making out with tongue and teeth and heavy breathing and everything (fUCK im getting flustered just thinking about it) and then all of a sudden he sat up and whipped his dick out! it was vivid af too so when i woke up i felt like i had really seen his dick. then he got back on top of me and we were about to fuck but mY FUCKING MOM WALKED IN!!!!!!!!!!! SHE COCK BLOCKED EVEN IN MY DREAMS WTF i was so mad at her when i woke up

my second dream (i pretty sure it happened while i was still biasing tae as well) took place in this olden day village on a cobblestone street, i dont remember the story behind it but all i remember is jungkook whipped out his dick aGAIN AND THAT SHIT WAS FUCKING HUGE!!!!!! like abnormally long LMAO i was like O.O and he just kept on stroking it and jacking off and i was like jUNGKOOK WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD and then i woke up 😂

after that i lost track of the order they happened but i’ll just list them out (btw i know ive had more than this but these are just the ones that are most memorable)

one of the ones that had the biggest impact on me happened the christmas of 2015, and still remember it so clearly bc it was the dream that made yoongi wreck my bias list for the very first time. before then he had been like 4th? 5th? but this made him move all the way up to 2nd O.O

it started out as he and i were dating and i had just finished listening to a song he released where he SANG INSTEAD OF RAPPED!!!! AND IT WAS ABOUT ME. it was such a big deal bc that had never happened before and i was literally crying???? after i listened to it i was super emo and just wanted to see him and love on him and tell him how lucky i was to have him in my life. but when he called to say that he was outside my house to pick me up, i went out there all happy and excited and opened the passengers side door to see hoseok -_- i was annoyed to say the least. here i was on the verge of tears and wanting to spend time with him, and he brought a car full of ppl to accompany us on our date.

i proceeded to squeeze in the small backseat next to an already squished jin, namjoon and jimin. and to make things worse, yoongi was basically ignoring me the entire time to goof off with his friends. i hadnt even gotten a chance to tell him i’d listened to the song he’d just released bc he wouldnt give me the time of day. plus, the topic was too emotional to bring up around his friends. so as we went out to eat and squeezed into that tiny ass booth, yOONGI NOT EVEN SITTING NEXT TO ME, i got the bright idea to make him jealous. maybe then he’d finally notice me.

i did some subtle things at dinner, but nothing too serious until we got back to yoongi’s bedroom and everyone started drinking. i wasnt drunk, but jimin was so he was an easy target for my scheme. at one point he and i were laying down on yoongi’s bed, my back against him and curled into his embrace with his arm slung over my waist and lips lightly pressed to my neck. thats when yoongi saw us and snapped. he kicked everyone out, “that means you, dongsaeng. get your hands off of jordan” he even hissed at jimin and gritted his teeth. “ok, jeez,” jimin had said defensively, to which yoongi replied “thats hyung to you.” needless to say, he was pissed.

once jimin got off of me and i started to get up, yoongi turned to me and said “not you” in a less angry but just as stern voice. i remember being filled with rage, like “oh, so now you notice me?!” yoongi acted confused at first, but once he realized what i was talking about his expression softened and he seemed to feel bad. he silently pulled me into a hug and we laid down on his bed, both sad and feeling guilty at the turn of events. then the dream ended with us both cuddling in his bed, his cheeks between my hands and my waist in his arms, where i told him i’d listened to his song about me and we were both crying and saying how much we love each other and kissing sweetly.

after that, i had aNOTHER yoongi dream in the same night where i had the job of cleaning a dormitory that yoongi lived in. so he was basically my boss, but not really bc he wasnt the one who signed my checks. i still had to respect him tho. the thing was, i didnt speak korean very well (yes, it was a language barrier dream!!) and so he had to teach me some of the words and customs of their culture. a lot of the things i was doing were considered rude, so we didnt like each other at first bc he thought i was bratty and i thought he was an asshole. we fought all the time, eSPECIALLY after he made me call him oppa. i didnt want to show him that kind of respect.

but after a while we ended up bonding the more time we spent together (i was there everyday doing housework after all) and i developed a crush on him. it was unspoken but both of us liked each other, and at one point i confronted our feelings bc it was getting frustrating always having to walk on eggshells around each other and pretend like there was nothing between us. i wanted to be together, and yoongi did too, but then he told me that we couldnt bc he was in bts (which hadnt been brought up the entire dream until now lmao) so basically, it had a sad ending :”)

needless to say, after i woke up that christmas morning i was fucked up.

another one of my favorites was one with tae that i actually wanted to write a fic about when it happened!

i worked at this prestigious company of some sort, and i was in my high-rise building office and had a perfect view of my car in the parking lot below. at one point i was looking out the window and saw tae (who i didnt know at the time) in this black leather jacket breaking into the cars one by one and stealing all the belongings. he was going thru them in order and getting closer to my car, so i panicked and quickly ran down there to stop him.

i reached him rIGHT when he was rummaging thru mine, and i forget the exact dialogue but i remember bickering with him and we were both assholes to each other bc i was mad he was stealing my shit and he was annoyed that i had interrupted him. he told me he was taking everything to a pawn shop, and i managed to talk him out of cashing in all my stuff except for one ring that a family member had given me. he seemed shocked to see that i had it and told me that he had to take it to his boss right away. i was all liKE HELL YOU ARE so i jumped in his old beat up pickup truck with him and rode with him to go turn in it.

it was a long drive and along the way we started talking and figured out there was some sexual tension there beneath all that hatred and next thing i know, im practically on his lap while hes driving sucking a hickey into his neck. and then fucked in his car O.O needless to say, we hit it off.

he ended up parking at the pawn shop where he planned on cashing in all the other items, and for some reason there was a photo booth outdoors in the middle of parking lot on a median???? regardless we went inside of it and tae wanted to fuck. i was super reluctant about it bc i was like tAE ITS OUTSIDE SOMEONE COULD SEE OR HEAR US and he was like “so? live on the wild side a little” like the bAD BOY HE IS (my weakness is bad boy tae ok) and then we ending up fucking in the outdoor photo booth and i woke up!

another one was where i was on this pirate ship trapped as prisoner trying to escape, and i got the help of jin who i think was one of the pirates or something?? idk but i was super skeptical to trust him at first but then we started making out (it escalated really quickly lol) and i remember the feeling of his lips were sO PLUSH. after that im pretty sure i trusted him and he treated me like his girlfriend that he cared about and would keep on kissing me and eventually helped me escape!!

i planned on telling a lot more dreams than this but i dont have as much time as i thought lol :/ most of them are about jungkook tho, and ive had more soft, fluffy dreams about him than i can count on all my fingers and toes. language barrier ones, shy!jungkook ones, boyfriend ones - you name it, ive dreamt it.

my most recent one took place at a water park, and all of bts and my friend and i went on a day trip there. jungkook and i ended up breaking away from the rest of the group and were just being cute and doing our own thing. we would float in the wave pool a lot with my legs wound around his waist and my arms around his neck, and his arms around my lower back holding me against him, and we would kiss and laugh and do a bunch of cute relationship things 😭😭😭 IM GETTING EMO JUST THINKING ABOUT IT

but the majority of my dreams have been romance-based and made me curl up into a ball of sorrow when i woke up bc i know they’ll never be real :”)