#just realised this has been happening mostly on the daily for like two and a half years

[vigilantejustice]

disordered eating content in the tags skip it if it’s no bueno :-)

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Catching up! So today we’re mostly having replies related to all the stuff we posted recently.

Starting with the most important question.

Anonymous asked:

Wait, Idia got called a brocon? When?

He did! Grim called him a brocon in 5-13 right after we saw Ortho for the first time :3 (timestamp on 5:42 just in case)

Anonymous asked:

How does that smoke beer donut taste?

(this is about this drawing)

Very smoky! And like something Gidel isn’t supposed to eat…

Anonymous asked:

I wanna see some of your traditional art

Actually, Anon, you’re looking at it…

The majority of things that we post daily was originally drawn traditionally, and then coloured digitally. I really want to do more art that is 100% traditional, but never get a chance to for a bunch of reasons :(

Anonymous asked:

I love your analysis holy cow! see its because of Book 5 that i cant stop seeing Vil and Rook as mom and dad. i love this ship mind you, (they are my comfort ship and it gives me life whenever you draw them you beautiful soul) but even if some didnt see them as a romantic couple--in my opinion they still have that VIBE you know? Like whenever they're there you just cant help but feel like BRO THEY WOULD BEAT UP YOUR BULLIES AND THEN GROUND YOU AND SEND YOU TO YOUR ROOM FOR FIGHTING IN THE FIRST PLACE LOL is it just a me feeling?

(this is related to this post)

Thank you for your kind words, Anon! I am very happy you enjoyed the analysis and that you like my RookVil art <3

Yeah, I think these two being very parental is pretty obvious and pretty intentional! All jokes aside, Pomefiore trio really feels like it was written in a way that they would read as a family. We don’t usually like this trope because characters playing house could get pretty boring, and a lot of family-related tropes don’t resonate with us at all. So I am surprised to this day that we love Pomefiore’s vibes so much. I’m guessing that it’s because of how unusual of a family they are, how Epel actually fights with Vil a lot, and how he grows from being a little brat to being a little brat that is eager to grow and excited to show his senpais his new cool magic tricks, while they tease him but still are very proud and excited for him. Like, they’re strict and would smack him (well, Vil would) but they also want him to grow. Woah, that sounds way too wholesome ew lol

Anyways! Even if we exclude Epel, and this is another thing I’ve talked about a lot, I genuinely feel like Rook and Vil were intentionally written as a couple that has been together for quite some time, at least coding-wise. There are just too many tropes and situations that they have that are usually used for couples… Alright I’ll stop myself or I’ll rant about them again even though I just did a couple of weeks ago.

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

I just love baby Vil so much, makes me wonder what happened

(this is about this drawing)

Adults with shitty opinions + kids that can’t separate reality from fiction happened… truly, two of the worst things that could happen to a possible friendship between actors.

A couple of asks about this drawing:

Anonymous asked:

Oh oh! I saw! Che'nya art! We (smiley kitty fans) are starving! Thank you for the food! It is delicious! May we have another plate, please?

Poor smiley kitty fans! :( I am so sorry you’re starving! Please enjoy your food.

Unfortunately I don’t have any more smiley catfood for you…….. yet.

Anonymous asked:

*see Chenya *

*starts biting at the bars of my containment*

Better question for him..... What that tongue do??? 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

What that tongue doesn’t do, Anon? Wink

Anonymous asked:

Question. How much of Riddle's body do you think Che'nya would lick to clean him?

In theory, he’d probably get bored pretty quickly, but I kind of want him to just keep licking… Riddle thought it would be over 15 minutes ago, but Che’nya’s still licking… The moment he would be done with his face, ears and head (cat saliva in Riddle’s hair…), Riddle would realise that Che’nya is determined to lick him all over. Time to call Trey…

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

Riddle gets licked my Chenya often in my lil delulu ass world

Sometimes Che’nya randomly appears, licks his cheek and disappears again.

Anonymous asked:

Bro I gotta know, what do the tweel's dick(s) look like on their merform? I was scrolling on ur bluesky and saw this one with jade and idia and something between idia's legs and I was like "is that his dick?" If so DAYUM! May that bussy rest in peace

Love your art and speedpaints btw💗

Thank you for enjoying my art and especially my speedpaints! I am very happy to hear that <3

Hehe I’m glad you liked that one! I had a lot of fun with that piece.

I feel like I draw merpeen differently every single time lol but I love the design we came up with for that Jade/Idia drawing, and in fact I do have a post in which I talk about how it probably works! There aren’t any pictures there, but there are some interesting thoughts…

[fruit-salad-ship]

Ranger AU, girls still hating on each other, probably first year, like, mid to end of it. Theyre still fighting, still rivals, both live to irritate each other on the daily. this is PRE-kiss, theyve not had any interactions that have yet to be volatile or challenging. Out on a hike, navigation training, Plum suggests a path up into the mountains to cut down on time, Peach says its a bad time of year to go that way, too much rain makes footing unstable. Plum bickers back that the mountains are mostly made up of granite, theyre solid, it'll be fine. So. fine. They cut time, and go the mountain way. Peach sets up camp to dodge the rain in a cliff side alcove, and plum scouts ahead a little. she's caught off guard by the path beneath her sliding out, and she topples towards the sheer face, barely grabbing for a hold, dangling off the edge. Missy is not even half strong enough to get her trainer up away from the fall, and plum is shouting to try to get peach to hear her through the distance and rain, grip failing, trying to get footing but the rocks beneath are slipping out with her movement. Its terrifying, the rain coming down so hard, half blinding her, making everything slick. Plum realises she could very well fall and die here, this is not a place rangers were suppose to go this time of year. She misjudged, underestimated the weather, the terrain. worst part is, she hates to think it, but also cant handle hate right now, so overcome with fear: Peach was right. they shouldn't have come this way.

With a failing hold, Plum slips, and slips more, and realises she cannot hold on forever. A second more than she expected to keep this up for, something grabs her wrist, and then the other. Val was made aware of the noise, so keen of hearing, she alerted Peach and they came running. The hauling of her up was not easy, and the two fall back against the paths wall, watching more of the edge crumble away where Plum had been hanging. The topple puts Peach sat on her ass, muddy, soaked through, shes not strong at this point, just a teenager with a need, and almost not enough muscle mass. Defo pulled something saving her partner, and now, Plum is in her lap, shaking, looking back at where she'd been not more than a few seconds prior, the shock settling in as the sound of rock and mud clattering down is present past them both breathing heavy. Theres no thought. Theres no logical words to say. Plum just cries, wraps herself up around her partner and realises shes dodged death.

Peach however has never experienced genuine emotion like this, she just acted, didnt think, and suddenly has her rival in her lap crying, shaking, realising shes just sat there, very very tentative about what to do with this. What do people even do? She would cry as a kid and get scolded, or hit, or treated like it was weakness. but...that never helped? Her instinct can only let her slowly figure out if a hand on plums back is ok, flinching away once first, before letting the hand sit. The light touch doesnt bother her, and suddenly she realises contact can be nice. the situation was scary, but theyre ok. Peach has to mutter that, that its ok, she's there, she's got them, Plum wont stop crying, but the one hand on her back turns to two, then to a tight hold, and the two sit there, wrapped up, in the rain, handling the complex fear going on there.

They get back to the camp, dry off as best they can, sleeping bags and a mutual closeness that neither wants to address. Plum scoots closer, Peach doesnt mock her for it. The next day they go back and go the right way. No arguments, no snide comments, and neither brings up what happened until way later in second year

peach quietly not knowing why, but in the back of her mind, shes got to get stronger. the gym behaviour becomes more of an option from then on. Shes got to be able to protect her team, not just dodge and evade like a champ. she struggled to haul plum up. She will not struggle again.

During the daring save, Peach tears a rotary cuff hauling plum from the fall, doesnt clock it at the time, she was processing a lot, but that tear goes overlooked, and she ends up healing poorly, not resting it, and it becomes a long term injury. Eventually Plum notices shes rolling her shoulder and managing an ache thats gotten worse, and prys. Peach doesnt say where she got it from at te start until it causes problems later, her shoulder fails her, she wasnt able to use it right due to the old injury and got even more hurt, on top of tearing it again. Plum chews her out over it after the chaos dies down. peach sits, and takes plums shouting while she patches up her injuries, and for once she isnt snapping back. only once plum stops giving her shit does she answer the question, what happened? The old injury that shes carried around for a year or so gave out, the injury she got saving her stupid ass. and suddenly plum feels a little bad.

plum goes from scolding and harsh, to suddenly rather quiet, back to bandaging something peach cant reach right, classic patching up and she's got the whole shoulder/back area uncovered while its being tended. theyve had a couple moments by this point, a kiss or two based purely on a power play, a few cuddly nights where one fell asleep and the other was there to lean on and didnt want to wake them, late nights studying or training. of course your classic 'dodge danger' and end up in a heap on top of each other in a ditch, safe, but suddenly very close, maybe a hand somewhere it shouldnt be, that hesitation after realising their position, figuring out why this feels right. scrambling apart embarrased and back to work. Defo not letting that keep them up late at night. So plum feeling bad, places one tentative peck on peachs shoulder, where that original injury is. scampers off fast after calling her an idiot. peach just sat there wondering what the fuck just happened.

[pinkblosmx]

Cersei Having A Hopeless Romantic Secret Lover S/O Headcanons

A/N: I have watched all of GoT and it’s so clear that Cersei does not get the love she deserves (like actual unconditional love). Btw most of this is me projecting and just general headcanons really. Readers gender is not mentioned but reader is hinted at being Cersei’s handmaiden (if you squint). Also mentions of sex but not in detail.

Loving her for all that she is, you’re no idiot. You know Cersei is a terrible person yet you know that there is more to her than that.

You get Cersei a bouquet of flowers at least once a week (cause I don’t believe Cersei has been given a bouquet of flowers in her entire life). Most of the time it’s red roses but occasionally it’s lavenders or tulips. If Cersei has had a rougher week than usual you’ll get her a bouquet of all three. She won’t say it but it warms her heart even more so when you tell her the meaning behind the flowers you so carefully chose for her.

Cersei at first expecting you to take advantage of her but slowly realising that you would never betray her or hurt her in any way

When someone tries to dismiss you from the room Cersei orders you to stay and promptly tells the person not to order her servant (handmaiden) around (if it was anyone else she wouldn’t care but your presence for her is a secret comfort). The only exception to this is when Joffrey is king and dismisses you from his mother’s presence

Speaking of being away from Cersei, you’re sad when you have to leave her side to do your other duties and when you’re doing them you’re thinking about her the whole time.

Planning cute little tea/picnic dates. These tend to happen in the daytime not only to get Cersei away from the daily stresses she faces but also to allow you both to have quality time together away from prying eyes.

Always writing love letters or little notes to her and leaving them on a table or under her pillow after you clean her room. At first she didn’t keep them but now she keeps them in a box that she hides.

Candlelight dinners. These either take place in your chambers or Cersei’s private chambers (you’re friendly with quite a few knights and servants in the castle so you get a pass to sneak into her private chambers to surprise her). When she comes back into her room the room is lit with only candles, you’re sitting at the table, all dressed up, food prepared and most importantly you’ve already poured her a glass of wine. She of course takes the glass of wine first before giving you a kiss on the corner of your mouth with a smile on her lips, very pleased with how the rest of her evening is going to be.

You tend to kiss the back of her hand sometimes when you see her during the day after that you always compliment her even if you were the one to help her do her hair and pick out the dress she’s wearing that day. The best thing about it for Cersei is that you don’t care where or when you do it, you could do it during dinner, a dance or when it’s just the two of you, you’re not afraid to show your love for her even though it’s only subtly. It’s one of things she loves the most about you.

When you’re at dinner and sat next to her (which is always cause Cersei wants you near her for some comfort, fuck what everyone thinks) you hold her hand gently under the table. The only time you let go is when you or she has to actually eat (this excludes when it’s only you two having dinner together, when it’s just the two of you she’s relaxed mostly cause you’re alone and you don’t have to shy away from being affectionate towards her)

Laying together in Cersei’s bed with the doors closed, sometimes you just have peace being in each other’s arms in the silence of her room. This came about when you went to her chambers one night (like every other night to sex with her) but you could see that she was not in the mood that night and stopped her as she tried to take your clothes off, she questioned you about why you stopped and you replied that you only wanted to sleep with her if that is what she wanted which in that moment was not, that was the first surprise for her.

Nobody in a long time has put the way she feels first, people expect things from her without actually considering her or her feelings. The second surprise came when she went and sat on her bed fully expecting you to leave now that there was no promise of sex but instead you sat next to her and held her hand, telling her that if she wants you to stay you’d be more than happy just to lie next to her in bed or cuddle her.

It’s the first time you see disbelief in her eyes as she looks at you unsure if you actually mean it or are just saying that to try and seduce her later on, would you really stay with no promise of sex? She does want you to stay that she admits to herself. She takes a chance, one she hopes she won’t regret and tells you to lay with her. You can’t help but smile as you both get in bed and lay next to each other, you wish her a goodnight and go to sleep.

In the morning when Cersei woke you were nearly in the same position as you were last night, in your sleep you seemed to have moved closer to Cersei, snuggling into her. She already knew that you had kept your word and at that moment she knew she had to keep you.

Knowing the truth about her relationship with Jaime and coming to terms with it because of how much you love her (you don’t agree with it at all but the thought of losing Cersei hurts your heart)

Telling her you love her at random moments albeit in whispers when you’re not alone together

When there is a big event happening like a wedding you two barely get to be alone together this means hardly or no kissing throughout the day at all. So when Cersei excuses herself and orders you to follow her to a quiet and secluded spot where there’s only the two of you. You beg in a hushed tone for a kiss, you’ve been starved of her touch all day and are just desperate to just kiss her at this point, Cersei finds it cutely amusing that you’re begging just for a kiss.

Gently kissing her body and in between kisses telling her what you love about her when you’re making love to her. Honestly it’s the only time you can absolutely worship her and you treasure it.

Cuddling after sex and talking about getting married, you both know it’s not realistic but Cersei is allowed to indulge in one fantasy one where she knows she would be happy

Always reassuring her that you only want her as you know she’s possessive and gets jealous easily (she was not happy when Margaery first invited you to tea and you accepted but you reasoned with Cersei that you only did it not to appear rude and that you would rather be taking tea with her and will be thinking about her the whole time, that did calm her down)

Calling her your lioness and your queen

Giving her good morning and night kisses when you can (if you can’t you either give her two in the morning or two at night depending on when you couldn’t)

You’ve seen her when she is genuinely smiling and happy and because of that you’re the only one to call Cersei cute (and to her face too. Seriously you’re the only person to call Cersei Lannister cute, you’re the only one allowed to really)

Hugging Cersei from behind and gently kissing her shoulders when you’re alone. It’s a soft gentle act of affection that makes her smile and one nobody but you has done before. She has gladly admitted to you that she likes it when you do it and wears dresses that show her shoulders just for that purpose.

Being the one Cersei goes to for comfort or a shoulder to cry on, you know she does not show vulnerability easily but shows it to you because she trusts you completely. One of those times was when Tywin told her that he was marrying her off to Loras, she came to you soon after the meeting to tell you what happened, you listened and cuddled her.

Calling her your queen even after Margaery marries Tommen because she will always be your queen and honestly it feels wrong and doesn’t sound right to call her lady Cersei to you. Cersei appreciates it and a small smile graces her lips when you do so.

Sometimes when you’re asleep in her arms or next to her she looks at you and wonders not only why you fell in love with her in the first place but how did she get so lucky to have you come into her life and keep you after all the terrible shit she’s done. She’s never been one to love (except for her children) but you actually make her feel loved, in the way she always wanted and heard about when she was a naive child, honestly it kinda scares her because she feels love for you and if anyone knew they could use you against her and hurt you, that is what scares her, someone taking you away from her. Your love for her is pure and she doesn’t quite think she deserves it sometimes.

You and Cersei both knowing that you love her more than Jaime does but never saying it out loud.

[lucindaspartnerrealandtrue]

This was supposed to be a timeline for all the mys ships that did/might happen in my rewrite(which isn't even started but shh). It ended up being just me ranting about mys!Garrance.

At first, it follows smh. But then. It's just me rambling. Well. It's me rambling in general.

tw for mentions of homophobia and smoking.

Now, now, i think i've been neglecting these two recently. Honestly I don't even remember how I started shipping them but I did, and years later here I am, still drawing and writing about gay block men.They're literally engaged in mys and no one is convincing me otherwise(<- this whole thing will get its own post eventually). Uhm, okay, now that I got that out of my system, maybe I should give some actual hcs.

◇ Garroth is a year older than Laurance.

◇ They used to be close friends when they were little(most of the mys cast knew eachother in childhood at some extent), but once they entered their teenage years they grew apart,and the fact that Garroth and his family moved away when Garroth started high-school not helping their situation.

◇ Garroth did his freshman year and a bit of his sophomore year in O'Kasis Academy, but due to not being able to fit in ended up moving to Phoenix Drops High(after a lot of complains and pleases from him and Zianna towards Garte).

◇ Well, when he got in PDH, Laurance has been there already for like half a year(he was a freshman), and was already hanging around the Shadow Knights, so as you may imagine Garroth and Laurance didn't really got to interact a lot.

◇ In that summer, Laurance and Gene broke up for unknown reasons. The entire school, of course, found out about that.

◇ Garroth did try to get closer to Laurance that year. It did not work.

◇ Laurance spent that year mostly alone, with the daily interruptions of some people who were trying to try their chances with him.

◇ They started finally getting closer again when the 'canon' started(Laurance's junior year, Garroth's senior year)

◇ Aph basically made them interact by befriending them both and making them sit together every single day.

◇ Regardless, Laurance and Garroth started hanging out together on their own not long after.

◇ Laurance fell first. Garroth fell harder.

◇ They never got together in high school, actually, though it was pretty obvious they liked each other.

◇ Originally, Garroth didn't even realise he caught feelings. Man was busy, ok? He was thinking about college, and besides, his father would NEVER accept one of his sons being queer-

◇ The realisation that he is, in fact gay hit him like a brick.

◇ Regardless, that's a subject for another time.

◇ Aph and Travis, the best wingmen EVER.

◇ They were hyping up Garroth's every move. It was very obvious what was happening, for everyone but Laurance, that is.

◇ Laurance had long rants about his 'secret crush'.

◇ it was not a secret.

◇ They were very in love. But a bit too stupid.

◇ Anyway. Garroth leaves for college next year(thankfully for him missing most of the Ein situation)

◇ Laurance weeps the entire year.

◇ He still finds ways to make Garroth visit though

◇ Be it complaining about forgetting his lunch and being too busy to go and get something for himself or being about cigarettes.

◇ Garroth, of course, 'falls for it' every time.

◇ Laurance finds out Garroth was planning on cutting off his family entirely(temporarily, he regains contact with Zianna and Vylad a bit later on. He litteraly wakes up with Zane going to a college close to his)

◇ Basically, he takes Laurance with him.

◇ But first, Garroth goes to his last family dinner for a while, Laurance there's to. Garte isn't pleased.

◇ Well, they clearly make an exit.

◇ They're dating at that point, sharing their first kiss in the car. Very romantic.

◇ While college they share an apartment somewhere close by.

◇ When they meet the rest of the cast ABSOLUTELY NO ONE is surprised that they're dating.

◇ Of course, after college, they move in together, somehow being persuaded by Dante to let him move in with them.

◇ They get engaged in Emerald Secret, I'll expand on that eventually.

�� Pet names. A lot of them. From both sides.

◇ They don't do pda a lot because Garroth doesn't feel comfortable doing so, but behind close doors, Garroth IS the clingy one

◇ They're still holding hands almost 98% of the time,though

◇ It doesn't bother Garroth that much that Laurance smokes, but he still tries convincing Laurance to do it less and less.

◇ Which actually works because Laurance does smoke much less than he used to! He is trying to give up on it completely, not only for Garroth but himself. But of course, as any addiction, it's hard.

◇ Anyway. They aren't very jealous. Of course, there is some type of jealousy there, but it's rare, and they usually talk it out privately.

◇ Kisses.

◇ They are hyping up each other constantly.

◇ I just like them being happy, ok?

◇ As I said before, mys!Garroth is a dog person, mys!Laurance is a cat person.

◇ Yeah, so...Ungrth and Raven. Not so much of mystical creatures in this one, are they?

◇ Those two are their kids. They don't actually really want actual human kids. Not now, at least. Maybe later.

◇ Their idea of the best date is lying on the couch together with some snacks while watching crappy movies

◇ It's a bit hard when a certain someone is blasting music from the basement(cough Travis cough)

◇ They love him tho

◇ They also miss Dante sometimes(<- moved out eventually)

◇ Laurance knows how to play the guitar. I think you know what he has done with this ability.

◇ It was in private, though. Garroth might have sobbed a bit(/pos).

◇ Laurance also blasts music while he does his part of the chores. It's country music. It's the only time when he actively listens to it.

◇ Something about his fiancé and country music combined is very attractive to Garroth.

◇ mys!Garroth doesn't know how to cook(does not stop his from complaining about Laurance's way to do things tho, in a light-hearted manner, obvs). mys!Laurance is a very good cook.

◇ Garroth likes reading a lot. He sometimes reads to Laurance before sleep.

◇ They're eachothers comfort.

◇ Cadenza made it clear that if they ever have a wedding, SHE'LL design the suits. Of course, no one complained.

◇ Speaking of, the Zvhals adore Garroth.

◇ The Ro'Meaves. Uhm. Well. Garte dislikes Laurance. A lot. Zianna adores him, though! Vylad and Laurance are friends(I have yet to work on their dynamic in mys, so that's all I have for now). And then there's Zane. Mys!Zane and mys!Laurance are the best yet worst frenemies you'll ever meet.

◇ Speaking of, Garte hates more the fact that Garroth is dating Laurance than the fact that Garroth is gay.

◇ He got used to Garroth's 'queerness'. But not with Laurance.

◇ Laurance doesn't stand Garte either for obvious reasons.

◇ They went over for a family dinner once. Yeah. It was even worse this time.

◇When they first started dating, journalists were all over them. Garroth hated it, Laurance wouldn't have cared too much if it didn't bother Garroth.

◇They are being left relatively alone nowadays

Yeah, that's all I have for now. Thank you for actually reading all this, and pls ask me stuff about the cast or other ships. I'm always happy to rant about them or hear others do it

[lsleofthelost]

Do you have any descendants headcanons? I’m new to your blog.

ugh like so many….

if u want me to do something about a certain character or relationship just send me another ask but since it’s like a general question i’m gonna take it as an opportunity to talk about the Isle of the Lost because i genuinely spend so much time thinking about what it’s like, i think it’s such a cool setting

it’s actually pretty big, you know, to be able to house all the villains, their supporters and other criminals from all these different kingdoms + it’s big enough that Maleficent can effectively banish someone

i began trying to describe where i think everything is but i realised it would be easier to draw a map, so here’s hoping i’ll actually do it, but the important point here is that there’s a residential area that clusters around the bridge and the dock where the barges come in and then deeper into the island, it’s a dark forest

and on the other side of that forest is where the Evil Queen was banished to

i always thought it was weird that EQ is banished but Cruella is her neighbour, so i hc that Cruella was also banished for a time and that’s why she also lives on that side of the island

she probably tried to saw off Maleficents horns, or pluck her wings or something like that

(but Carlos can move freely because he isn’t included in the banishment)

i think there’s a layer of Isle population that doesn’t lean into villainy, like they weren’t anyone famous or didn’t commit huge crimes, so they just try to stay under the radar and live as well as the conditions allow it, it’s easier and safer to affiliate with a gang but they try not to get too involved

the Isle was not just bare when they started sending criminals over, Auradon built the bridge are, the docks for their barges, a few roads and those two story buildings we see, with the intention that they would be like apartments for the incarcerated

what they didn’t account for was that there would be more people than apartments and that the big villains would take more territory than what was assigned to them

so that’s how we get people who’s beds are behind their stalls at the market, or those who sleep in a row of beds in one room

there’s no set currency on the Isle, it’s barter or contracted labour (but mostly it’s stealing)

when the Isle was first established, the barrier was focused on not letting things out, not so much on not letting things in

so far a while, the barrier would let magic in, but if they tried to cast a spell on someone outside the barrier it would just fizzle out

but doing magic under the barrier was extremely difficult and slow going, felt like trying to run in your sleep

the big magic users were able to transform their residences, which is why, for example, Maleficent’s place is reminiscent of her old keep

they could also summon some smaller objects from their old lives, like EQ’s mirror shard

those who couldn’t do magic, like Cruella, made contracts with the magic users, and they were able to transform an apartment into Hell Hall to the Isle and she was able to bring some of her fur coats over

it was pretty short lived, when Auradon realised what’s been happening, they tightened the barrier to be impenetrable, allowing the absolute minimum of magic in

this minimum is how we get Mal’s glowing eyes, or poisons being able to work

there’s a crazy mixture of accents in that place, since it’s people from all these different kingdoms now forced to live on one island

Isle slang is just a hodgepodge of different languages’ slang and borrowed words

each big faction probably has their own way of speaking, since that’s who they interact with daily, like those who surround the Queen of Hearts and her Cards all speak with a slight british accent and use Wonderland nonsense words

[5mind]

How do you deal with betrayal or conflict in your relationships?

What are you willing to sacrifice to achieve your goals?What does a typical day look like for you?

What's your favorite way to relax or unwind?

Are there any skills or talents you have that not many people know about?

Do you have any coping mechanisms for dealing with anxiety or fear?

What are your pet peeves?

Are you a morning person or a night owl?

Do you prefer working alone or in a team?

What kind of music do you listen to, if any?

What would your dream pet be, if laws of physics and reality were no obstacle?

( @ alllllll)

((I'm just gonna do the first four questions if you dont miiiiind

6. How do you deal with betrayal or conflict in your relationships?

[🔌] "I suppose the most appropriate way to go about this would be through direct communication. Perhaps there could have been a misunderstanding."

"However, that also depends on the nature of the betrayal or conflict, does it not?"

[🐦‍⬛] "No mercy! Chirptune will deal with it!" And how would she deal with it exactly? Well, that's for the her of the future to deal with. Chirptune rarely ever plans ahead unless for pranks.

[🦂] "If it happens...it happens..." Antares sighs. If it's just a mere disagreement or a squabble, he'd probably just avoid facing the issue until it gets bad and messy. Mostly messy.

[🧊] "Preferably quickly. I don't have time for unnecessary drama." It appeared he didn't have the time, or rather the courage, for relationships.

7. What are you willing to sacrifice to achieve your goals?

[🔌] "Them...us." The machine was referring to the units of the mechanical squadron, of course. Due to resource limitations, they were not exactly expendable......but if worst comes to worst, they could be.

[🐦‍⬛] "Hmmmm...." Chirptune tilts her head in thought. "Chirptune will sacrifice one battery! Maaaaaybe two!"

[🦂] "Hm...? I don't have a lot to sacrifice in the first place." Aside from parts of himself that is - physically, emotionally, mentally ...that's all he has. Oh and also the ricecooker he has at home.

[🧊] "....I have not thought about that." That's what he says. The fact that he routinely risks his own physical health and gives up his own personal life just...kinda goes over his head.

8. What does a typical day look like for you?

[🔌] "We often occupy ourselves scavenging or with part-time jobs. Usually it is Yellow Three who lands the jobs but Blue Two has been well-received by our neighbours as well." By neighbours they meant the humans of Bayfloat in general. "Some days are uneventful, some days are not. The definition of a 'typical day' is a little vague, is it not?"

[🐦‍⬛] "Chirptune is a busy bird! So many sights to see, so many nests and birdhouses to demand from! Chirptune needs to keep up to date with what goes on around town too. And then Chirptune comes home to Fivemind."

[🦂] "I wake up. I go to work. I work. I go home. I sleep." He makes it sound so bland for someone who's work consisted of violence and murder.

[🧊] "I do my patrols, maybe go jogging... I do have...a job aside from all this too." He doesn't really like talking about his daily life much...mostly because he has no interest in talking about it. It's boring.

9. What's your favorite way to relax or unwind?

[🔌] "I know it sounds like more of a chore than a way of relaxation, but I find performing internal scans on ourselves rather soothing. I also do enjoy tinkering and painting miniatures when I can."

[🐦‍⬛] "Chirptune likes flying over the sea. If Chirptune flies high enough, no one can hear 'tune yell at the sun." Or can they?

[🦂] "Oh, I used to go to the arcade quite a bit. Still do when I feel like it. But mostly I just stay at home and watch tv."

[🧊] "I don't relax." He doesn't need to relax, not in his opinion anyways. He does realise he needs to blow off some steam though.

"I go to the gym sometimes though."

[idkkkena]

(today, 1:55 a.m.)

I am going to kill somebody if I don’t get treated right by EVERYONE this summer. This is sort of different from my usual style(?), if we can call it that lol. It’s sort of a word vomit, I wasn’t really going for a particular style or anything, not that I usually do but I’m often more interested in how the text is organised, if that makes sense. Anyway: summer sucks and I need a new coping mechanism.

(Also, sort of reference to the last thing I wrote??? go read that, it’s sadder!!!!)

((I fully intend on editing this when I’m not on the verge of falling asleep. I seriously don’t like how it came out, it’s very messy))

I hate summer.

The hatred for this stupid season has been one of the most consistent things in my life.

I don’t even remember why I hated it as a kid, probably because the rising temperatures didn’t allow me to wear the heavy princess costumes my grandma handmade.

There was a point when I actually liked summer and looked forward to it.

My last boyfriend, if we can call him that, made summer all the more bearable.

I couldn’t wait for June to come, school to finish and summer to start. We went to different schools, and meeting up during the school year was practically impossible. We thrived during summer, constantly seeing each other, making the most out of those three months.

When things started going south between us, I started to dread summer, I couldn’t wait for it to end. In fact, I’m pretty sure I spent the entirety of August 2023 going insane and being in desperate need of a therapist by September.

Summer is that season where there is nothing to do except hang out with your friends and go to the beach. Everything else is either too time consuming for a time when you’re meant to rest, or not worth going out in the 40 degrees weather.

For those who have a lot of overthinking to do, summer is absolute hell.

Ever since I started university I haven’t been able to stay still. Now with finals coming up and no classes to attend, I’m left to daily ceiling-gazing sessions. I don’t overthink as much as I did last summer anymore, I just think about my problems a lot more than I would if I didn’t have all of this free time.

I’m actually doing much better than I was last year this time around, yet I can’t help but absolutely dread the next two months of pure agony that await me, if this is what summer 2024 has in store for me.

I haven’t had the opportunity to go to the beach yet, which does feel very disappointing, seeing how much I enjoy it. Not the beach itself, but the gentle warmth of the sun after a swim and the smell of the sea; if I’m being honest, I actually find them quite relaxing.

I used to go with my friends all the time, but seeing we have grown significantly far apart in the past few months, I am not sure who I’m supposed to go with. It feels wrong, to do something I’ve been doing with the same people for years with someone new.

It’s not like anyone wants to go to the beach with me tho! Actually, I tend to feel very lonely during summer, which is another reason why I despise this season.

It is mostly my fault, I’m quite adverse to asking people to hang out, therefore everyone thinks I don’t want to have anything to do with them. It explains the loneliness. Yet I can’t help but feel extremely sad when summer comes and I realise just how lonely I am.

I do have friends, don’t get me wrong, it’s just that I feel like a background character in their life. They all have their groups, I simply feel left out. Though I feel this doesn’t happen only during summer, I guess I’m just too occupied during the rest of the year to really think about how I’m not my friends’ first choice.

So yeah, summer sucks, I wish winter lasted twelve months.

[inner--islands]

Interview with Dylan Henner (April 2020)

1. What are some recent inspirations?

I just came back from a trip to Sri Lanka. I’ve been working with the field recordings I took there and I’m finding endless inspiration in them. There’s a serene sense of calm there, I guess because it’s a primarily Buddhist country, where peace and meditation are part of daily life and culture. It fits really neatly with my music and the moods I like to explore.

2. It seems like your travels inform or inspire a lot of your music, perhaps more thematically than aesthetically. How do you find your travels influence your sounds?

Traveling is really important to me and my music. Especially during this difficult time when we’re all grounded, I realise just how much influence I take from other cultures and environments. I like to see music as a teller of fundamental truths about ourselves, and experiencing new places and new people is a great way to understand that.

3. Do you like to work quickly or take your time on a track?

I don’t have a process. Sometimes one and sometimes the other. It’s really exciting when new ideas flow naturally and a new track happens in a single sitting. But they’re not all like that. Some of my favourite pieces have taken months of work. My newest album A Dingo Crossing a Stream was a mix of the two - some improvised solo synthesis jams, some intricately crafted arrangements.

4. What are the signs, both internal and external, that a new track you’re working on is working for you?

This is a difficult one. Sometimes, just by repetition, a new track or idea can sound much better than it really is. You have to revisit it from lots of different perspectives to really understand its value. I suffer a lot from crises of confidence and sometimes delete hours of work because it doesn’t feel right. I think, when a piece of music says what I’m trying to say as a “composer”, then I know it’s heading in the right direction.

5. Do you listen to your own work much after it’s completed? Or is it mostly moving on to the next thing?

Almost never. I try to write music that appeals to my tastes as a listener - music I think I would enjoy if someone else had written it - but by the time I’ve spent hours composing, producing, mixing etc. I’ve exhausted my ears of it. Sometimes I can revisit after a few weeks or months, and that’s helpful for moving onto the next project. I want to be careful not to repeat myself, so I refer back to older songs then.

6. At what point during your creative process are you the most critical of your work?

There’s a “middle” stage. Towards the beginning, everything has potential, and that’s exciting. Everything could be the next “best song you’ve ever written”, it just needs to fulfil its potential. But that doesn’t always happen. And in the middle stage you start to realise that the song is tumbling out of your control and that you can’t keep it in shape. Towards the end point, if the song has made it through this critical period, you’re already too invested to undo any significant creative choices.

7. What drives you to put your work out into the world?

Wanting to make a difference. Even if it’s a tiny difference that only affects 10 people. Just wanting to contribute something that will outlive me.

8. Who is an artist whose work you have been consistently returning to longer than most other artists?

I know Japanese music is really en vogue right now, but I’m a huge fan of Geinoh Yamashirogumi. I’ve been listening to his / their records for years. I love how percussive and rhythmic it is, despite being really tender in lots of places. And so unpredictable. Throwing so many original and unique themes and ideas together in ways you’d never expect.

9. Do you see yourself as part of any particular musical tradition or lineage?

The ongoing history of gamelan music describes every new performance as part of the same eternal music. Like an everlasting living, breathing organism that speaks here and there. I love the idea of offering my music to that same tradition. It happens to take place in a different country and within a different musical framework, but it’s just part of the world breathing in its own time.

10. Words of wisdom you like to recall in times of need?

Kurt Vonnegut: “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”

Dylan Henner recently released A Dingo Crossing a Stream on Inner Islands on March 9th on cassette and digital formats. The album is available from our Bandcamp page.

[alexsfictionaddiction]

Alex Recommends: November Books

I am currently tackling the first few assignments for my MA course. I am still mostly enjoying it but one assignment in particular is taking up a lot of my time at the moment. I am doing all I can to keep on top of my stress management but sometimes it is very hard. I’m really looking forward to a bit of a break at Christmas though.

Mark is still working very hard too. He is getting some great reports from his supervisors and really growing as a teacher. I’m so proud of him! It’s really tough not being able to see each other every day, like we’d got used to, but I still feel so close to him, thanks to our excellent communication.

I don’t know if it’s just because I’m so much older now than I was the last time I was in a serious relationship but I just feel so much more secure this time around. I have no doubts that what we have is real, ever-lasting love and that we genuinely are best friends. I used to think that forced distance between us might be a trigger for my anxiety and paranoia to kick in but something about this has really prevented that from happening. If you’re in a relationship like this, please hold on to it. If you’re not but you’d like to be, I promise that these kinds of connections really do exist and that it will happen for you one day!

Although I have been very busy, I’ve found time (as always) to read some amazing books this month too. There’s a great mixture in this post that I think you’ll enjoy through the winter. Hope you’re all doing well and I’ll talk to you again soon! -Love, Alex x

FICTION: Lizzie Blake’s Best Mistake by Mazey Eddings.

Lizzie’s ADHD has caused her to make plenty of mistakes in her time, so she has learned to keep men at a distance and not let anyone get too close. Rake was burned horribly by his last relationship and is reluctant to get into anything serious ever again. When Lizzie and Rake meet in a Philadelphia bar one night, things get steamy and although there’s a great connection, they both know that it can only be a one time thing. So when Lizzie calls Rake with some big unexpected news, they both realise that their lives will never be the same again. This cute rom-com manages to be light-hearted while tackling some very serious issues and tricky family dynamics. I really enjoyed the ADHD representation because it showed how it affects Lizzie’s daily life and the struggles that many people with the condition suffer from. After the bombshell is dropped, it is quite a predictable story but this made it a lovely easy read. It’s ultimately about accepting who you are and focusing on the people who love the real version of you. Sweet, sexy and funny, Lizzie Blake is a character I won’t forget easily.

NON-FICTION: Trans Sex: A Guide for Adults by Kelvin Sparks.

Kelvin Sparks is a popular sex blogger who takes us through the ins and outs (literally!) of navigating sex and surgery as a transgender person. Exploring desire, arousal, pleasure, kink, dysphoria, consent and more, it’s a one-stop-shop for all your trans sex educational needs. As a cisgender woman, I found it very insightful and I learned so much about what transgender people go through when they have surgery and their sexual experiences. These topics are all dealt with very sensitively and plenty of myths are busted. It’s a highly useful resource for gender non-conforming people and even for cisgender readers, it’s very educational!

MIDDLE-GRADE: The Red Red Dragon by Lynne Reid Banks.

Red is a dragon who lives with his Mag and Dag. He knows that Uprights are his enemies, which is why he’s confused when the first one he meets, Lou seems to be kind and funny. Red begins to realise that perhaps dragons and Uprights don’t need to be at war and that perhaps he can reunite the two creatures. This funny quirky dragon story is about kindness and accepting difference. There are some beautiful illustrations and the world building was really lovely. There is also some commentary on global warming with a possible glimpse into our future, which acts as a warning to do all we can for the planet. The power of books is another motif that brought the whole world together. It was a really lovely, powerful middle-grade story that I’d recommend to all young readers.

YA: Friends Like These by Jennifer Lynn Alvarez.

Despite their falling out years ago, Jessica is dragged to Tegan Sheffield’s end of summer party by her boyfriend Jake. But a viral video event at the party leaves Jessica in tears, Tegan missing and Jake in disgrace. Then a body is found at the beach and suddenly Jessica and Jake are at the centre of the story as the media and the police close in. What really happened that night? This was a truly pulse-racing thriller with suspicion and toxic friendships everywhere. I was thoroughly gripped and intrigued by the mystery because I really didn’t trust anyone involved. The stakes were very high and I think that’s what kept the pages turning because the characters were all thoroughly unlikeable. Covered in secrets and lies, it’s a pretty twisty ride!

THRILLER: The Ghost Woods by C. J. Cooke.

Lichen Hall stands hidden in the woods and for years, it has been a place for unmarried mothers to give birth. Pearl Gorham arrives there in 1965 and she is sure that something very strange is happening. There appears to be a young woman and her son living in the grounds but no one wants to talk about them. As the truth begins to creep through the walls, the inhabitants of Lichen Hall will have to make some sickening decisions and uncover the past before it’s too late for everyone. There are some strong Gothic vibes surrounding this mystery and the multi-layered plot is highly unique. The characters are very easy to root for because there is plenty of insight into 1960s attitudes towards unmarried pregnant women and homosexuality. I loved the dark folkloric atmosphere and I couldn’t wait to find out what was really in the woods. It does get very strange and gruesome towards the end but if you love dark, chilling reads, it’s a definite winner for you!

[blu-joons]

Your Relationship Gets Revealed ~ Johnny Seo

You looked to Johnny with a panic in your eyes as he opened up the comments section to the statement that SM had released a short while ago confirming the rumour that the two of you were together after an article had been released.

“It’s fine,” Johnny smiled empathetically across at you, “we’ve got nothing to feel bad about, regardless of what anyone has to say.”

You knew that it wasn’t going to be as simple as moving on without a care about what everyone else had to say about the two of you, especially those who supported him.

It had been a case of dodging everyone for the two of you for some time, knowing that reporters were onto you. Whilst you tried your hardest to get away from it all, eventually they caught up to you, and couldn’t wait to begin to share their findings online.

“What do the comments say?” You pushed Johnny once again, refusing to allow him to shield you from it all. “I bet they all want us to break up, don’t they?”

A soft chuckle came from Johnny as he watched over how nervous you were. He had always been the more level-headed of the two of you anyway, and even though he was nervous too, he was never as terrified as you were.

“Most of them seem happy,” he informed you, keeping his phone away from you, “but of course, there’s a few not so happy ones.”

“And what do those ones say? How bad really are they Johnny?”

His head shook as you tried to reach out and take his phone from him. He was determined to protect you, whatever it took, the last thing you deserved was to be surrounded by negativity for doing absolutely nothing wrong.

But what Johnny failed to realise was the shield he was keeping around you was only scaring you more, with your hand pushing against his arm encouraging him to speak up.

“You don’t need to worry about those ones,” he tried to assure you once again, but your head could only shake back at him. “Put it this way, I don’t want you reading those comments because they talk a load of nonsense that you don’t need to see.”

Your eyebrows raised questionably back across at him, whilst you appreciated his concern, you were more than capable of dealing with a few hateful comments written on a keyboard.

“Fine but let me find bad ones that I want you to read rather than you scrolling through.”

You smiled in relief as Johnny finally caved, scrolling meticulously through the feed until he found a couple of comments that he was happy to let you take a look at.

“You can’t keep me from all of this forever,” you reminded him as you took his phone from his hand, “it’s not that simple.”

Johnny’s head nodded as you read through the couple of comments, trying your hardest to keep yourself composed. As you did, intrigue very quickly got the better of you.

Johnny watched on with wide eyes as you decided to continue scrolling, reading through every single comment that you could until he snatched his phone out his hand.

“That’s unfair Y/N.”

“Why? Especially when all of that is written about me too?” You questioned firmly, biting down on your bottom lip to stop yourself from getting too attached.

Whilst the comments that you were able to flick through were mostly positive, one comment in particular stuck with you. You were sure it was harmless and unintentional, just a fan who was in shock and taking that out on you, but the more it played on your mind, the more you began to doubt whether the fan was telling the truth all along.

“Can I ask you something?” You quizzed Johnny.

His head nodded back at you as he closed off his phone, keeping it well out of reach of you down the side of the sofa where you wouldn’t be able to get to.

“Are you sure this is what you want? This is going to bring a lot of attention onto you.”

No response came from Johnny as his eyes stared blankly across at yours. He tried desperately, but his mind couldn’t understand where such a question had come from.

And then he remembered how quick you were to scroll, he recalled closing his phone off and reading through the comment that he’d managed to take his phone back on. The comment that questioned whether you were really worth all of the hassle that Johnny was about to go through.

“It’s alright for you to say no,” you added as he continued to remain quiet, “I would probably be a little bit doubtful too if I was in your position right now.”

With that, Johnny’s head instantly shook, with his hands falling against your arms to keep you in position and looking at him. “You. You’re the one I want, you’re worth everything that we’re about to go through and more Y/N.”

Before you could reply, Johnny’s arms flew around your frame and pulled you tightly across into his chest. Your hands collapsed against his chest to support yourself as several kisses were scattered gently over the top of your head.

“Johnny, I can’t breathe,” you laughed, nudging his chest gently for him to loosen his grip around you.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered down to you, “I just don’t want you to ever feel as if you’re not worth it or doubt my dedication to you. Whether we’re dating in private or in public, I don’t care about anything else as long as I can go through it with you still by my side.”

Getting through the next few weeks at least was going to be far from easy, although your statement was one of honesty, it was never going to be enough to keep all of Johnny’s fans on side, there was always going to be someone who disapproved of the two of you.

All he wanted to do was keep you safe, whatever happened, Johnny wanted you with him so that he could prove to you, and everyone watching how serious he was about being with you.

“The majority of fans adore you, and that’s what we need to focus on right now,” he spoke up once again, “we can’t let a few negative comments defeat us like this.”

“I’m sorry, I just saw that one comment and panicked, I don’t know what happened.”

His head shook, squeezing you a little bit tighter, “you don’t need to apologise, I can’t begin to imagine how hard it must be for you to deal with this when it’s all brand new for you.”

“I can’t believe this is the sort of thing that you guys all go through on a daily basis, now I see why you guys are all so strong.”

“You learn to ignore it,” he reasoned, “and I know that with time you will too, as long as we have each other then no comments are going to get the better of us, how does that sound to you.

Instantly, your head nodded, “as long as we support each other, nothing will break us up.”

“Exactly, and I won’t ever let anything, or anyone, do that,” Johnny swiftly assured you.

“Do you think things will get easier?”

“Of course, they will. Just with time.”

---

Masterlist

[randomfansstuff]

Jared was having a really weird week. A small part of him thinks it's exciting- but most of him thinks it's just... weird.

He's been working at this gas station for two and a half years now. It wasn’t much, the work was as average as his usual daily life was, and he did work himself up to the position of store manager. His girlfriend was quite proud of him for it.

And you see, the actual source of this weirdness isn't recent. Not at all.

For the past two years, he's been mostly managing this gas station alone. But he wasn't always alone. He used to have a co-worker.

Quite the attractive fella, he was. Young, in his twenties, brown hair, glasses... the basic gist, you know? Jared was working with the guy when he first started, two and a half years ago. He was the one showing Jared how the shitty slushie machines worked.

They never talked that much. Just the casual conversation. Simple 'how are you's and 'any plans for the weekend?'s. Jared invited him to go out once, but the guy always denied.

And then one day, his co-worker was gone. His old manager, whos position he got to snatch after the guy got into a college across the country, told him that his dear co-worker decided to take a gap-year. Or something like that. Regardless, he quit the job, quite impulsively.

That wasn't anything weird, right? That's normal. People move on from their jobs. Jared thought about quitting several times himself. All good, normal, usual.

What wasn't... exactly normal... was the fact that this guy, a few days ago, drenched in water while there was an entire storm happening outside, appeared right back in the gas station and asked for his job back.

And holy fuck the guy had looked wrecked.

He had been wearing an old, brown coat. His hair had some weird white streak, and there were a ton of scars littered across his face and what he could see of his collar. The guy looked like he'd gone thru a whole war.

Even stranger was, though, how his entire face lit up the second he looked at his name tag and realised that yes, indeed, he was the old Jared and still working at the gas station. The guy looked as if it was one of the best things that ever happened to him.

Honestly, Jared was prepared to call an ambulance, or the police, or whatever the guy needed, but what he wasn't prepared for was that the guy asked for his job back. The fucking gas station job. He stood there, drenched in the storm, and asked to work at this gas station in the middle of nowhere again.

Considering the guy looked like he was seconds before a breakdown, Jared decided that he wasn't the type of guy to deny an old co-worker his old position. He needed the position filled anyways. So, through a daze, he got out the papers.

Jared was also pretty sure last time they saw eachother his last name wasn't 'Soot', it was something like Kraft or whatever, but who is he to pry? He's just a guy working at a gas station, giving another to opportunity to be the same.

The rest of the document was filled out... slightly dubious. He stared at the 'address' section for two minutes straight before writing down something, and then Jared was pretty sure he saw the guy write and then rub off the words 'leadership skills' under the 'qualifications' section.

But, it was done, and once more Jared now had Wilbur Soot as a co-worker.

That was a few days ago.

Things around Wilbur have been very weird ever since. The guy almost started sobbing when Jared gave him the orange work jacket, and sometimes he looks off into the distance as if deep in thought. Like some war veteran.

Wilbur's hands shake a lot. And some normal words get a weird reaction out of him. Jared got a death stare once after he off-handedly mentioned the dream he had last night, and he can't quite put which of the words he said put Wilbur off.

Sometimes Wilbur stares at the post cards.

Jared never asked about the two years. He doesn't think he will.

So, yeah, the last week has been quite weird. Though, on a positive note, for the first time Wilbur didn't deny the offer of hanging out after work. So, that'll be fun, he supposes.

[meteor752]

I need you people to actually understand this show

Those three guys (the lady is their employee) have been on YouTube since like day two, making sketch comedy. Their first ever sketch was a stolen Family Guy joke, and they quote it in the daily. Literally 1/10th of the Swedish population are subscribed to them (They just hit one mil I’m so happy for them). Guy in green is the partner of a professional cook, the rest of them have little to no cooking experience.

Guy in green (Emil) actually knows what he’s doing, but is always in way over his head. Keeps choosing to make dishes that take a long ass time and gets surprised every episode that the time is running out. Brings his own cooking equipment that are way more advanced than anyone else’s. 9 times out of ten he wins, but he still acts as surprised whenever he does, and as upset whenever he doesn’t. The calmest out of the four. Keeps making fun of Jennifer

Guy in stripes (Joel) is a mans man that gets upset when he has to step out of his comfort zone. Definitely has the vibe of an old dad who sits and grumbles when reading the newspaper. Gets easily pissed off and frustrated. Values tradition within food above anything else. Enormous ego. Keeps making outdated pop culture references. Thinks he’s fancy and posh. Has more silver medals than anyone else has any other medal. Would probably be obnoxious if he wasn’t charming enough to play it off. Keeps making fun of Jennifer.

The lady (Jennifer) is an accident waiting to happen. The timer hasn’t even started yet and she’s already running late on four separate things. Keeps getting distracted by everyone around her and forgets to cook her food. Will eat anything if people ask her to. Cameraman is her friend who loves bugging her and asking her to eat shit. Vegetarian. Has managed to burn something every episode. Keeps being made fun of. Almost always get third despite all of this, because…

Guy in black (Victor(Viktor)), is a disaster in every single way. Doesn’t like cooking and doesn’t like eating. Here to be silly and make silly things. Usually makes things that don’t take too much time cause then he can bother everyone else (mostly Jennifer). Keeps flirting with the judge in the hope to pull ahead. Has a scream that can break the sound barrier. Can canonically astral project from his dreams. Makes as many sexual jokes as he can. Almost always comes in last place, but sometimes doesn’t which is the most shameful thing in the world for the loser. Celebrates third place like a king. Keeps making fun of Jennifer.

Also, a list of things that Victor has presented to the judge across the episodes:

A salad muffin that had absolutely zero taste

Chips n Fish, aka a huge ass chip and small lil fishes (He came in third)

A raw carrot slice with carrot mousse on top (They were making vegetarian food)

A bowl of cold oatmeal made on water

Just the Sashimi (He actually won this one)

A store bought microwaveable meal that he spent the entire episode searching for cause people kept hiding it (He won this one too, cause one judge didn’t know and the other didn’t care)

A deep fried McDonalds burger, where he spent half the episode trying to get the judge drunk cause fried food tastes the best like that (He came in third)

A pasta carbonara ravioli (It tasted so gross the judge threw up)

A single fry

Chilli con carne cooked on a grill

Like four microwaveable pizzas shoved into a Calzone

15 meals (all made in 15 minutes) almost all of them raw or just very poorly made

Oil fried vegetables and fruits (Also made the judge throw up)

A Michelin star grade fine dining lobster, that he got an actual Michelin chef to coach him through making the day before

And of course, the fishing dam, that he came in third for cause he did bribe the judge

I’m so sad this thing is in Swedish cause it’s so great

Also I need you all to realise that Victor, Emil, and Joel are in fact like our countries biggest current celebrities. Joel is gonna star in the Swedish production of Dear Evan Hansen next year. I’m proud of him

Not a single moment from a single cooking show will ever compare to when in Matfighten (The food fight, Swedish cooking show created by our biggest YouTubers), they were tasked to make some type of snacks and a guy built an entire fishing dam and then just gave the judge store bought snacks and bribes

No image will compare to this

[earnestly-endlessly]

kind of an odd request — do you have fics where erik is grumpy with everyone else but a ray of sunshine with charles?

Hi anon, thank you for the ask. First and foremost, I'm so sorry for how long this took me but I've been searching for all the fics that come to mind that fit your request. Second, this is not an odd request because I love this trope so much. I mean, it's basically canon that he's grumpy with everyone except for his Charles, right? Anyway, I might add to this list later on, but I can't sit on this any longer and hope that you have found some fics that you enjoy!!

Fic Recs Where Erik is grumpy with everyone but a ray of sunshine with Charles

Twice as Blind – Darksknight

Summary: Erik is probably the biggest asshole on the face of the earth, and because of this, he'll probably die alone. Charles is a complete flirt and playboy and, probably, will never commit to anyone ever.

(The lesson here is that when you have two friends who are BOTH secretly seeing someone, well, it's probable that they're seeing each other.)

In the moonlight, on a joy ride – scarlettblush

Summary: Librarian AU. Charles is the young librarian and Erik is the college student who is completely besotted with him.

The Proper Care of Actors – Clear_Liqueur, Clocks, Etherei, afrocurl

Summary: Erik is an A-list action star who is notoriously difficult to work with, until the day he gets cast alongside Charles Xavier, rom-com darling who can charm the pants off movie audiences the world over and apparently even one Erik Lehnsherr. The paparazzi catch them out and about soon enough, and their real-life Hollywood movie romance becomes instant tabloid fodder.

Rumor Mill – ikeracity

Summary: Erik is the grumpiest, most foul tempered worker at Stark industries. His grumpiness is the stuff of legends.

So it's obviously the talk of the office when Erik is being made to go to the company party and he's bringing his husband. There's rumors flying round about how much of a masochist or equally antisocial bastard Erik's husband must be to put up with him. Others think he must be a meek mouse perhaps bullied by Erik.

What they weren't expecting was the confident, charming, adorable and unbelievably nice Charles that turns up on Erik's arm. What they certainly weren't expecting was how much Erik obviously adores his husband and how happy he is to let others see this.

Work/Life Balance – pocky_slash

Summary: Alex is pretty sure his weird, anti-social boss is a robot. Right up until the guy's adorable husband shows up. His adorable husband who happens to be a famous actor. His adorable husband who happens to be the very same famous actor who was the source of many of Alex's teenage fantasies.

Terrifying Domesticity – ishipitsobad

Summary: Erik is the most dangerous and notorious mafia boss around for miles, and yet the strangest things terrify him.

For example: his children, and his very pregnant mate.

Of kittens and teacups and love – Ren

Summary: Modern AU in which Charles and Erik are flatmates. Charles studies psychology and likes tea and chess and keeps bringing home stray kittens, and Erik lets him because he's maybe perhaps a little bit sort of in love with him.

Fools Rush In – LoveSupreme

Summary: Erik owns a cafe on the edge of campus and accidentally starts maybe-stalking a Biology Professor there.

Growing Pains – ikeracity

Summary: Twelve-year-old Erik Lehnsherr is an angry, closed-off foster kid with trust issues and a bad temper. Ten-year-old Charles Xavier is a lonely kid in boarding school who just wants a friend.

Logan pretends he doesn't think they're both fucking adorable.

Series

Home Together (The Finding Our Way Remix) – significantowl

Summary: Erik is not the sort of person other students strike up conversations with. His expression, his posture, every part of his manner say: Don’t talk to me. I don’t want to talk to you. But none of that stops the boy ahead of him in line with the collapsible white cane, and nothing can stop Erik from falling for him, like it or not.

Melted Ice Cream and Macaroni Art – pocky_slash

Summary: Everybody likes Charles. Nobody likes Erik. And that's really the source of Erik's doubts. Also, there's ice cream and a baby. Part of ‘the Daycare’ verse.

Walling in or Walling Out – stlkrchck

Summary: Erik stifles a sigh. Of course this is Mr. C. F. Xavier. Of course.

For the prompt: Charles and Raven are throwing a holiday party. Erik is the grumpy neighbor who is annoyed by how loud they are being. So he goes to complain, and Charles makes it up to him.

(Wise Men Say) Only Fools Rush In – wildelybroken

Summary: After reading a fic where Erik and Charles are super sluts, meet at what is presumably Raven and Emma's engagement party, and end up sleeping together, I made the following comment and just inspired myself.

"They start casually texting each other throughout the day, maybe while they’re bored or frustrated at work, and start out meeting up and sleeping together semi-frequently. And eventually they accidentally start dating without noticing it at first, not until Raven and Emma get them alone and are like “wtf you two super sluts are actually dating??” And at first they deny, but then they’re both like “holy shit, we are!” And they meet back at one of their places and they don’t have to say anything, they just look at each other and come together immediately, kissing passionately and ~making love~. In the middle of it they realise that’s what they’ve been doing for a long time now and they confess their love to each other and they live happily ever after because they deserve all the good in the world."

For Charles – Shigai

Summary: Tired of being told he has to find his 'heart', classical piano graduate Erik Lehnsherr decides to travel to Italy and drink from the famous Italian passion for music. While searching for it, he meets Charles Xavier, a graduate in Fine Arts who is basically travelling around the world perfectioning his technique, and who will turn his world upside down.

Together they will discover that, sometimes, what you thought you didn't need is what you needed the most.

Erik Hates People – Anonymous

Summary: Erik hates people- it's his rule, a way of living.

Sugar – humanitys_cutest

Summary: Erik glances at the clock for what feels like the tenth time in less than half the minutes. It feels like he's been in some meeting or other since the day started almost 10 hours ago, and he's had just about enough of listening to these pompous old men discuss what would be the best design for his building like they know anything about it. He tries as subtly as possible to massage his temples to assuage the building migraine, but he knows it's no use.

He just wants to go home.

Everyone Likes Charles – Rosawyn

Summary: '“Everyone who's met him likes him.” Cain's grin was even stupider than before. “Once you meet him, you'll see.”

It was almost like a challenge then. And damn. Erik hated saying no to a challenge.'

Still Going Strong – JackyJango

Summary: Speaking of forty-eight, Erik hates it. Hates it even more that others are aware of it. While he’s pragmatic enough to know and accept that aging is inexorable, the increase in number gives the people around him the freedom to pounce at him with questions, opinions and advice he'd fought to keep at bay all year.

Besides, Erik believes that youth is a state of mind, not a phase in one’s life.

You have a child’s mind in a man’s body, Charles constantly tells him.

But despite his age, Erik is healthy. He works out daily. His muscles are steel and he can dead-lift four hundred pounds. He can break bones without breaking a sweat. Most importantly, he can still carry Charles to the bedroom and fuck him senseless. And as long as Erik can do that, he’s perfectly happy.

All I know is pouring rain and everything has changed – hllfire

Summary: Charles meets Erik, the man he had heard about many times from his sister and some friends, on a rainy Sunday morning. The stories about Erik paint him as a distant and intimidating man, but Charles finds out that maybe the stories had been wrong.

How to Successfully Ruin Your Life – humanveil

Summary: Seventeen-year-old Charles Xavier accepts a job at his local café, expecting nothing more than a fun, new pastime. What he gets is a mysterious customer and a schoolboy crush.

Stolen – ishipitsobad

Summary: Erik is a miserable, grumpy, cantankerous bastard, and he has every fucking right to be. He drew the short end of the stick when he got the Underworld as his domain, and there isn't very much fun to be had in judging and governing dead souls who would rather be anywhere else but with Erik in the depths of Hell.

So when he meets Charles, brilliant and lovely Charles who is more popularly known amongst the mortals as Persephone, and feels the promise of something wonderful that could make his eternally doomed existence infinitely more bearable... you can bet all your drachmas Erik's not going to let Charles go any fucking time soon.

Erik Lehnsherr's Guide to Saving the Universe By Meeting Your Soul-Mate and Falling in Love in Less than 72 Hours – magneto, pangea

Summary:Army Pilot Erik Lehnsherr is just trying to enjoy his day off when a mostly naked person crashes through the roof of his car. Even more alarming, the strange falling naked person—who goes by Charles Xavier when he's not speaking an ancient dead language—brings tidings of the apparent potential end of the world, and begs Erik to help him put a stop to it.

Well. His mother has been nagging at him to go out and meet new people.

The Theory of Partnership Dynamics – Pangea

Summary: “Detective Lehnsherr, how wonderful to see you out on the job!” The fed in the front greets him as they draw nearer. He’s shorter than the other two by a full head, and he’s beaming at Lehnsherr as if completely undeterred by Lehnsherr’s paint-peeling scowl.

“What do the feds want?” Lehnsherr asks bluntly.

“You know I can’t tell you that,” the fed answers cheerfully. Then his gaze lands on Alex, and, impossibly, his grin gets even brighter. “Did you get a new partner?"

“No,” Lehnsherr says through his teeth while at the same time Alex says, “Yes.”

[timextoxhajima]

Not For Sale: Week 14

NOT FOR SALE CHAPTER NAVIGATION

Member: Heeseung + Jay [ft. Sunghoon and Jake]

Pairings: [fem] uni exchange student! reader x uni student! HS x uni student! Jay

Genres: Fluff | Slice of Life | Comedy | Angst | Teenage Romance | Thriller

Warnings: scenes in the hospital

Word Count: 3k

Synopsis/Quote: In which your oblivious ass cannot tell that a popular boy in your class has a big, fat crush on you | “It seems like the one who was ruined was me.”

Taglist: @hyunjaethereal @seasideheeseung @wooya1224 @gratefulmaria @sunshineshouchan @youreverydayzebra @fayqj @witheeseung @haechanhues @w-o-o-y-a-a @miingxuxi @reallysmolrenjun @hrrhmay-primaryblog @rosie112703 @ac-ewow @liliansun​​ [drop me a dm/ask/comment to be added!]

You’re staring at the project document blankly, the pages filled with words and tables of the work you’ve done with Heeseung in the last few weeks or so. The weekend felt like three weeks, even when it was just three days - simply because you were in the hospital watching Jay flit in and out of consciousness and Heeseung’s still in a comatose state. 

The seat next to you is empty and there is no other word to describe being alone on your last week of school than ‘sad’. 

The Uber that picked Jay and Heeseung up had just been in school compounds and the police had found a rig in the brakes - the Uber had been stopped by another car driving straight into it.

Heeseung was on the side the car was rammed into. It’s a miracle he’s even still alive. 

“y/n?” 

The call jolts you out of your dissociation.

“Hey,” The professor walks up the stairs, and only now do you realise everybody else had left the lecture hall besides you. “I had the others hand up their projects but I saw you zoning out and I couldn’t do it.”

“Sorry,” Mumbling under your breath, you give the folder a quick flip-through before handing him the document. “Here.”

With pursed lips, he takes the folder and glances through it, skimming through the contents and pausing on the last page where you and Heeseung had signed off on. 

“I’m sorry it happened.”

“I’m sorry the school had to go through so much to catch the idiot,” Through gritted teeth, you offer him a small wince. 

“Well, yeah, that too,” The professor pulls up the lecture table from the seat next to you and sits himself in the plastic grove. “But it’s not important now. He’s going to be charged for God knows how many felonies, but I just- I wanted to know how you’re holding up.”

The concerned question thrums chills through you. Heeseung would’ve asked that. Jay would’ve too.

Jake and Sunghoon have probably tried, but you’re too busy crying or zoning out at the hospital to process anything else even if they did try. 

“I’m fine,” You shake your head and stuff your iPad into your bag. “There’s nothing anybody can do to make him wake up faster.”

“I know that. It’s just... I don’t want a student ending her semester like this.”

The grumble of the zip as you close your bag is disgustingly loud in the empty lecture hall. You hug your bag, slowly looping your arm through one of the holes as you push the lecture table away. 

“I’ll be fine. I’m leaving next week anyway and Heeseung’s not dead, so.”

The professor goes quiet upon the declaration. 

“Thanks for the fun sem, Prof,” You give him a tiny, wretched smile that’s not genuine at all, lifting a leg over the backrest of the seat in front of you. “I’ll tell my dad to say hi to you every now and then.”

Finally on both your feet one row before him, he looks at you with sad, tired eyes. 

“It’s been a pleasure having you and Heeseung as students, y/n. Do come back to visit when you come visit your father.”

A bare nod shakes your head.

“Bye prof.”

The ceiling looks the same. The light dangling from the beige, crusty roof looks dusty.

The room looks the same - except the fact that 80% of it were in boxes now. The clock hung on the wall has the loudest ticking you’ve ever heard - had it been this loud since the start?

Bzzzzt. Bzzzzzzzt. Bzzz-

“Hello.”

“Jesus Christ, how many times do you want me to call you before you’d pick up?”

Maybe until Heeseung wakes up.

“You know what? Don’t answer that.”

A pause.

“How are you holding up?”

“Great. I mean the sem’s over. I’ve handed up almost every project I need to submit.”

“Fuck you, you know I don’t mean that.”

“What am I supposed to tell you? I’m great, while I wait for my two friends to recover in the hospital? One of them’s not even awake.”

“I don’t want to be that person but no matter how much you cry or pray that he wakes up, it’s going to take time, okay? Let him rest and recuperate and he’ll spring back to life like he wasn’t just in an accident.”

“I shouldn’t have let them take the Uber.”

“For crying out loud, it is not your fault. You told them your dad was coming to get you and Jay didn’t want to cancel it for the fee. It’s a normal reaction. Who was supposed to know the Uber was rigged?”

You blink. 

“Have you packed?”

You count the boxes in your room. “Mostly.”

“I’ll be at your place when you come home. We can bake cupcakes and cookies and you can tell me about the school there.”

Your ears are taking in her words but your eyes are on the paper bag on your desk. It’s the tumbler that Jay got you. 

“Hello? You there?”

“Byeol, what if they don’t wake up before I leave? I have 8 days.”

“Have some faith in them, would you? Jay’s already awake right? He’s just flitting in and out of consciousness and Heeseung... They haven’t said he’s in critical condition, right?”

“But he’s been in the ER and it’s been three days.”

“Sis, I could sleep for three days. He’ll be awake before you leave.”

“Hope so.”

“Not going to the hospital?”

“Nah,” You roll over onto your side and stare at yourself in the mirror on your wardrobe doors. “Their friends are swarming the wards. It’s fine, Jake and Hoon got me onto the special visitors’ list.”

“There’s a special visitors’ list?”

“It’s Jay and it’s an expensive hospital with classier management. So yeah, pretty much.”

“That’s nice.”

Silence - except the occasional crackling of the static on the phone. 

“They’ll do fine, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I have to go now. I’ll call you tonight or tomorrow, I’ll text you?”

“Sure.”

“Okay. Bye.”

“Bye bye.”

The car ride with your father is quiet, the gentle music from the stereo playing and you’re thinking about how your mother is back at home. She is a busy woman back home too so you hadn’t really had the time to call or text her.

For the first time in a long time, your father knows more about your life than she does. 

“I know you’re probably not in the mood to answer this but...” The car slows at a red light. “Have you started packing?”

You don’t turn. The trees outside are swaying gently in the light breeze on this sunny day. It reminds you of the day Heeseung brought you out to the beach for your picnic. 

“I’m about 80% done. The stuff left’s like my laptop and iPad and daily appliances.”

“That’s good,” You see him nod in the window’s reflection and glance at you. “Well, I’ll come by and hand you the documents for credit transfer later this week and I’ll send you to the bus terminal next Wednesday too, yeah?”

“Mhm,” Humming to yourself, the refracted red light turns green. “Sure.”

The car starts again. “Hun, I... I just wanted you to know that I know this sem has been difficult for you. I’m- I’m sorry that I suggested you come. Had I known that there was going to be a lunatic running on the loose, I would’ve stopped you from coming.”

“You wouldn’t have known,” You mumble, but still loud enough for him to hear. “It’s fine, it’s over.”

“And with what happened with Jay and Heeseung... I’m sorry. I really am.”

“They would’ve gotten caught up in this crazy shitfest with the psycho anyway, regardless of my presence,” Finally turning to look at your father, he side-eyes you while keeping his hands on the steering wheel. “It’s not anybody’s fault except that psycho’s that this happened.”

Your father remains quiet, unable to respond. The car drives into the sheltered drop-off point at the hospital and he watches you unbuckle the seat belt to let yourself out the car.

“Hey.”

You sling your bag over your shoulder and rest a hand on the car door. 

“They’ll be okay.”

A weak smile pulls your lips up your cheeks. 

“I hope so.”

By the time you’ve reached the floor where the wads were, you’ve run into a good number of their friends. Of course, there were one or two bad apples among the bunch, but most of them knew you were on a special visitors’ list and that’s why you came so late. 

It never gets easier though, the look on their faces when you know they want to tell you that they’ll be okay, but promises should not be made if they cannot be kept.

Walking into Jay’s ward, you see his mother helping to sponge his face while Jake and Sunghoon speak to a friend on the other side of the bed. 

You catch the room’s attention when you pull the plastic bag out from your bag and let the door shut behind you, Jay’s mother looking up and offering you a tired smile. 

“Oh, hey,” Jake grins and beckons you over. 

“Hi Mrs Park,” You gesture to Jake to wait before holding out the plastic bag to Jay’s mother. “It’s a box of tonic for you and Mr Park. Thought of getting fruits but I don’t think Jay can have them yet.”

“Gosh, you really didn’t have to,” She shakes her head and sets the cloth down by the bed. “Thank you. Are you sure you’re okay, coming to visit so often? You’re here everyday, aren’t you?”

You return her a tight, pursed smile. “Yeah, but it’s fine. I’m leaving to go home next week so I don’t have much time left to spend with them. I don’t mind.”

“Oh, honey,” She stands and takes the box from you, turning to set it down on the table behind her before returning you her attention. “I... I don’t know what to say. This must be all a lot for you.”

You break the eye contact first, knowing that you were probably going to cry if you hadn’t stopped looking at her.

“No, it’s fine,” You raise a palm and rub her upper arm. “All I want is to have a decent conversation with Jay before I leave, and I’ll be more than satisfied.”

“Oh!” She exclaims, nose crunching into a threatened crying mess. She holds her arms open and coerces you into her arms, patting the back of your head. “Of course. Of course, Jay will be fine by the time you need to go home. I promise.”

“I really do hope so,” You pull away first and smile weakly at her.

“By the way, Mr and Mrs Lee are with Heeseung in the ward next door,” She sniffles, anxiously rubbing her palms together.

“Oh, right- Do they know I’m on the-”

“Yes, of course they do, sweet heart,” She quickly rubs your arm to comfort you, then slides her hands down to yours to keep them in her palms. “Their parents are the sweetest couple ever and they’d be so grateful that Heeseung has a friend like you. How about I have Jake or Sunghoon bring you over to meet them?”

“Oh,” You watch as she waves to get one of the boys’ attention, Sunghoon quickly pulling away from the crowd to attend to you. 

“Would you do me a favour and bring her over to Heeseung’s ward? Introduce her to his parents.”

“Of course,” Sunghoon hurriedly nods and lowers his head out of respect. “Come on.”

“Thanks, Mrs Park,” You turn your feet to follow Sunghoon, but your hands are reluctant to leave hers. “I’ll come back later.”

“No, take your time, sweet.”

With a slight nod, you pull away and trail after Sunghoon out of the ward after leaving your bag with Jake.

The ward door closes with a soft hiss, then Sunghoon pauses right before you can come into view of Heeseung’s ward door, turning over his shoulder to look down at you. 

“I don’t mean to bring this up at a bad time but...”

“I know,” You nod. “I know I’ve been an ass the last few weeks. Honestly, I... I didn’t know who I wanted to be endgame either.”

Sunghoon gives your word one more second of thought before he turns around to face you. 

“It’s not my business but are you going to choose? Or... just go home next week?”

You frown and look down at your hands, reminiscing the warmth from Jay’s mother.

“I don’t know,” Your voice cracks. “I don’t think I can choose. Even if I do, I have 8 days, and neither of them are awake yet. I don’t... I don’t want to do that to them.”

He takes a deep breath and looks away, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“It’s Heeseung. Choose Heeseung,” He says without looking at you. “The night they got into a crash, Jay texted Jake to tell us that Heeseung kissed you, and that was the moment he decided he would give up.”

The statement tears you apart on the inside. 

“Jay’s a tough guy to hurt and he plays his cards fairly and maturely,” Sunghoon nods and finally looks at you. “Don’t feel bad you’re choosing Heeseung over him. He had a truce with Heeseung. About you. And he knows he lost fair and square, so don’t feel upset. Just pour your heart and soul into Heeseung for the rest of the time you’re here, and worry about committing anything else after you’ve gone home.”

You part your lips to breathe, as if it would help you understand any faster or better.

“Anyway, both Heeseung’s parents are in there and they already have an idea who you are so... Just be nice.”

He watches you nod, slightly zoned-out, then pushes the door open. 

His parents can tell you’re more preoccupied with the limp, breathing body on the bed than their presence, but they still take it with grace and greet you like they’ve known you your entire life.

The sight of Heeseung being bandaged up with a leg hanging in the air makes you feel like shit.

Who wouldn’t?

Later in the night, after Heeseung’s mother had gone home and his father had left to get coffee, you’re left alone with him and the occasional beeping from the Holter monitor. 

There was a bruise and scratch on his left cheek, and his neck, arms and right leg were in a cast. You think about how much he was going to miss dancing when he gets told he’ll need to be on a 6-month break from anything strenuous. 

Tired, you pull your earpieces out and plug it into your phone, laying it on the bed while you hover over him to fit the earbuds into his ears. Then you sit back down and scroll through your playlist, playing with the volume buttons to make sure it was softer than the volume you’d normally listen to your music at. 

You make your selection, then quietly lay on the mattress with the faint music drizzling the atmosphere’s noise. That’s how quiet the room was. 

His fingers were sticking out of his cast, so you play with them. His hair was in his shut eyes, so you gently push them out in case he were to open them. 

“One more time, Heeseung. Just one more time before I leave.”

Jay’s mother was sleeping by his bed when you walk in to check on them, bag hanging from your right shoulder and lids heavy from the terrible sleep schedule the past few days. 

“Hi.”

And a smile stretches your lips out when you can see him blink, offer you his bright grin, apart from the cut on his eyebrow.

“Hey,” You whisper, walking towards him on the other side of the bed. “How are you feeling?”

Jay clears his throat and blinks. “Had better days, but at least I’m alive.”

A snigger threatens to wake his mother up. “Good. Do you want me to wake your mom up? Maybe get a doctor in to give you a check up or something.”

He shakes his head, even managing a small wave in his fingers laying by his hip. “No, I’m good. I’m going back to sleep soon anyway.”

You lean over and adjust his pillow. “Well, then I shan’t disturb you. I’ll come by again tomorrow.”

“Sure,” He looks up at you and nods. Your gazes meet, for a split second, he can kind of know what you’re thinking of, and you know what he was. 

“Thank you for this sem, Jay. I really am.”

He shakes his head. “No, thank you. It was a fun sem because of you.”

“You call being in a hospital ward fun?”

Chuckling, he turns back to look at the ceiling for a second. “You will come back to visit us, won’t you? Zoom call us or something.”

“Of course. We could meet up during the summer break if anything.”

Satisfied, he nods again. “Good.”

“Get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow,” You shove your hands into your pockets. 

“Okay,” He quietly responds, watching you turn on your heels. “Oh, y/n.”

You turn and raise a brow.

“Heeseung. He’s the one for you, and... he’ll wake up for you. I know he will.”

With a slightly ached grin, you nod and look down at your feet. 

“Bye Jay.”

“Bye.”

[stolenlegends]

What I’m going to write about has nothing to do with these two but I’ve been talking about them on this account and they’re cute so I thought why not 😂

I saw someone talk about mental health a couple days ago and I just felt like sharing my story. Nobody on here knows who I am so it’s always easier to speak up. I’ve been going through a really hard time for the past few months. I’ve had health problems and I didn’t really realise until a month ago. You know that moment when everything annoys you. Just breathe is really hard and you feel like complete shit ? thought if I just let it go, everything would be normal again. But it never was and it couldn’t have been without any kind of help. I’ve been tired, truly exhausted since January. There were days when I couldn’t even wake up or leave my bed because I had no purpose and no motivation at all. I often wondered why the hell im still alive. Honestly, I still haven’t found a purpose to live, I’m just on my own daily and it’s getting really hard. Also, my health issues were affecting me physically but mostly mentally. Had suicidal thoughts, shut down completely and lost most of my friends because I wouldn’t reply to their messages. Not that I didn’t want to but I just didn’t feel like it. You know that moment when you gave up on everything ? I did. For the past few months. I started focusing more on tv shows, found Moritz & Luis (who truly helped me to get through everything daily because I loved watching their story) and completely forgot that I had to life my own life.

A month ago, I thought it was time to finally take care of myself so I went to the doctor. Had many medical examinations and I have just a few left before I can have any kind of treatment that will help me feel better. But at least, I know what’s happening. I know why my emotions were the worst, why I couldn’t get out of bed or talk to anyone, why I didn’t wanna live anymore. It’s something that affected my throat and that killed me mentally. Now, I just can’t wait for everything to be I ever because I’ve missed being myself. Even if I truly don’t like it, it was a lot nicer than who I’ve been for the past few months.

All of this made me realise that I’m stuck with my past. I’ve been bullied for years and now, I can’t stand looking at myself in the mirror. I’m afraid of being close to people and I shut down completely everytime someone shows a bit of interest. I also had friends who, even if I didn’t act correctly with them, took the time to be mad at me, without even knowing what was happening or trying to find out. So I felt betrayed because I thought we were close and even if they came back, they never apologised for making me feel like shit when I was at my worst. A few of them understood that I wasn’t myself and was truly down and they stood by my side and never stopped coming back and I truly can’t thank them enough for being there for me. I’ve need the worst these past months but I know I’ll get better. I’ll soon be ready for something good to happen in my life because I know I deserve it. I deserve to be happy, just like we all do. I can’t wait to be myself again because I’ve truly lost who I am these past few months, in every possible way and i hope this year will get better, real soon.

Anyways, just wanted to get this out of my chest so now I can go back to fangirling over LuMo because they are the cutest ever. If anyone took the time to read this, thank you and if you are struggling with any kind of problems, my dms are opened 🥰 I might not be able to help, but I’ll still be here. Have a great morning/afternoon/evening everyone.