#legit was mostly just hugging him and he comforted me because I had become a vampire spawn??

[salemcantupdate]

So glad the claws of playing Baldurs Gate 3 has left me enough so I can draw stuff for Baldurs Gate 3

Anyways, wip is wip-ing

[kalopsiabarnes]

Looking Good Weasley ~ F.W

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem!reader

Summary: y/n and Fred have been married for 5 years and at the age of 30 they still have no say in whether they can or cannot go to a family dinner at the Burrow because well…Molly is terrifying.

Warnings: It's mostly fluff but there's some (well a lot) of strong language, mentions of food, a somewhat steamy makeout sesh and some allude to sex OH and Fred giggling  which is just *chef's kiss*

Extra details: Louis is Fleur and Bill's child for reference (also I put random ages cos I really can't be asked to make it coincide with the canon)

Word count: 3.9k (it was supposed to be a 500-word blurb...guess i got slightly carried away-)

A/N: Low-key scared of posting this since it’s my first fic but oh well, anyways happy new year y’all! (P.S this has legit been sitting in my drafts for like 4 months now-)

I stood in front of the simple black-framed mirror hanging from the wall in my bedroom, examining my outfit keenly. I was wearing a black, off the shoulder dress which ended at my knees. It had a slightly plunging neckline and the lightly puffed up sleeves fell down to my elbows. This dress was one of Fred's favourites as it fit me perfectly, hugging my body in all of the right places. I had picked out a gold, Y shaped necklace that dropped down the middle of my chest. It had 3 small triangles that pointed downwards, connecting the part that rested around my neck to the part that trailed down my chest, one more triangle hanging from the end of the thin, gold chain. I had chosen to wear dangling earrings that matched the necklace; they had the same 3 downward-facing triangles at the end of them. I had paired the ensemble with black high heels and had decided to style my hair in a bun, a few loose strands elegantly framing my face.

As I gazed upon my reflection in front of me—tugging at my dress as to properly flatten the fabric against my skin—I heard Fred coming out of the bathroom, having just finished the tedious task of brushing his teeth.

I looked at his reflection in the mirror, feeling my knees grow weak at the sight before me.

He was wearing a simple white buttoned shirt that comfortably hugged his toned body, which he'd acquired from multiple years spent as a beater for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone and a navy blue tie hung loosely around his neck. His hair was slightly tousled and he was wearing custom-made, silver cufflinks of the Weasley Wizard Wheezes logo: the letter 'w' with a spark coming out of the top right corner. I'd gifted them to him on his 30th birthday so I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed that he'd put them on. He was wearing navy blue trousers and had slung the matching blue blazer over his left shoulder, gripping it by the collar with one hand, stuffing the other into his left pocket.

And of course—in a true Fred Weasley manner—he had decided to wear a pair of white trainers, which his mum wouldn't exactly be thrilled about. As you see, Molly had specifically told us that the theme for tonight—because apparently, a theme is essential to a family dinner—was quote-on-quote "fancy" meaning we were required to wear formal attire. We all agreed, deciding that it would be fun to play along and dress up elegantly. However, Fred had other plans in mind: as per usual, he had chosen to find a way to annoy his mother as soon as he were to step over the threshold of the Burrow.

Shoes aside, he looked simply stunning. It took every ounce of self-control I had in my body to keep myself from ripping his shirt off right then and there. I could feel butterflies soaring in the pit of my stomach as I tried to keep my composure instead of becoming completely undone from the sight of him alone.

"Looking good, Weasley!" I finally uttered after a few seconds of drooling, my eyes still fixed on the mirror.

I could see Fred smirk in the reflection of the mirror, giving me a look that screamed 'I know.' 

He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around my waist, chuckling, "y/n, we've been married for almost 5 years now, you should probably come up with some new nicknames."

I turned to look at him with a smirk plastered on my face—a habit I'd picked up after spending so much time with him. "Actually, I hate to disappoint your larger-than-life ego but..." I pointed at the mirror behind me as he gave me a quizzical look, "I was actually talking about myself."

Fred bit his tongue as I giggled, "Ah, I see..."

I decided to push it further, eyeing him up and down, "You on the other hand look...okay, I suppose..."

He backed away from me and dramatically clutched his chest, wailing in false despair. "How could you! My own wife is too blind to see the masterpiece standing in front of her! This is utterly outrageous, I mean look at me! Who wouldn't be attracted to all of this?" he whined as he gestured to himself.

I laughed at his antics as I approached him and wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms stealthily snaked around my waist as my gaze met his soft one. 

I then slowly propped myself up on my tip-toes to place a small kiss upon his lips. "In all seriousness, you look absolutely gorgeous Freddie," I breathed as I pulled away softly, my gaze returning to his own.

"Why thank you m'lady!" he chuckled then unconsciously bit his lip as he shamelessly checked me out.

"And in all seriousness, you look positively ravishing princess," Fred murmured as he kissed my forehead. I melted into his warm touch, a smile creeping onto my lips and a light blush finding its way to my cheeks.

"Thank you, honey," I replied.

A few seconds of comfortable silence passed as my words sank in before the smile on my face faltered. I pulled away from him and looked down, "No wait that doesn't sound right."

I appeared lost in thought as Fred raised his eyebrows, perplexed. "Oh wait, I know!" I snapped my fingers in victory before peering up at him.

"How about carrot crotch?" I looked at him excitedly, like a child receiving candy. "For the new nickname," I added when I saw that Fred's face was still scrunched up in confusion.

"Oh right!" he chuckled and smirked—an action he repeated constantly whenever engaging in conversation with people. "Yeah, no unfortunately for you, carrot crotch does not count because you gave me that nickname in 4th year meaning it's not new," he explained as I tutted, shaking my head.

"Fine," I groaned.

A few seconds of silence passed by as I started digging for a new nickname, which Fred noticed. "Y'know what, best just stick with Freddie. Also, you might want to keep it PG tonight. Wouldn't want Hermione hexing you for saying something 'inappropriate' in front of the kids...again..." he gulped as he trailed off at the end of his sentence, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

I went to get my bag, rolling my eyes as I grabbed it off the nightstand, "Trust Hermy to be dramatic, I didn't even say anything that bad!"

To avoid getting chilly, I grabbed one of Fred's old Quidditch jerseys from his years at Hogwarts—which I had since then claimed for myself—and tied it to my waist. I strolled back over to him, getting the cars keys out of my handbag.

He gave me a rather skeptical look as I handed him the keys. "You told Percy, and I quote: 'You ungrateful little prick, I swear to Godric if you do that ever again I will shove that fucking chair so far up your bloody ass that you'll have splinters in your shit for a week, you got that you miserable fucking twat?'..." he said, making air quotes with his fingers.

He looked at me expectingly while I stared at him with a blank expression, "Your point being...?"

"Well, you used about 6 swear words and a very disturbing yet creative insult and although it probably was one of my proudest moments as your husband—" he put his hand up as I high-fived it, "you said—well screamed—all of that whilst in the presence of a 5-year-old and a 9-year-old..."

"Okay okay fine, I know I shouldn't have said that in front of Teddy and Louis—although Teddy's 11 now so he's already started swearing. But in my defence what I said was completely justified!" I followed Fred as he walked out of our room, skipping down the hallway to meet him at the front door.

"How's that?" he asked, his eyebrows raised as he held the door open for me. I looked back at him as I walked out of the house, "Well for one it's Percy and we've never really gotten along much."

"Not to mention that he's a bloody tosser," Fred muttered absentmindedly as he locked the door before following me to the car.

"And," I turned around to face him when I reached the car, crossing my arms over my chest, "he stole the last slice of pizza, which I'd already called dibs on!"

"I take it back, completely justified indeed..." Fred mumbled distractedly.

I grinned in triumph before realising that he had paid absolutely no attention whatsoever to what I'd said. Instead, his stare was fixed on my exposed cleavage.

I cleared my throat loudly to get his attention, "Freddie, my eyes are up here."

He dared to snort as he looked back up at me, "Yeah I know princess, but those," he waved a finger at my breasts, "are down there!" he finished as his eyes darted back down to my chest, my arms still crossed over it.

I finally uncrossed my arms as I playfully punched his shoulder, rolling my eyes, an amused chuckle escaping from my lips.

"Hey! What was that for?" My obnoxious man-child of a husband asked with an innocent look cast upon his face.

"You're an idiot," I shook my head as I spun on my heel. I walked to the passenger side of the car and climbed in as Fred did the same.

Once in the car he turned to me and giggled.

"Yeah but I'm your idiot," he raised his hand, waggling his fingers to point out his wedding ring, "forever!" he whispered spookily in a desperate yet successful attempt at humour.

I tried to bite back a chuckle as I looked at my husband laughing with his head tipped back, the sunlight beautifully tracing his features, giving his pale skin a warm glow to it as a goofy grin stretched across his face. 

I failed and started giggling with him.

We spent a good 15 seconds in an uncontrollable fit of laughter before it subsided and a comfortable silence took its place.

"I love you," I spoke softly before pressing my lips onto his own. He leaned into the kiss, cupping my face with one hand and holding my waist with the other, gently rubbing circles on my hip with his thumb.

As he deepened the kiss, my hands found their way to the back of his head. I started running my hands through his soft ginger hair as he smirked into the kiss in response. Sadly, we had to pull away for the need of a rather pesky thing called oxygen.

Our faces were both slightly flushed as Fred eyed me cheekily. "Hey, out of curiosity, d'you think we have time to...y'know...?" he raised his eyebrows, smirking.

I shook my head disapprovingly, "Nope, absolutely not! And you better drive fast, your mum's going to kill us if we're late!"

Fred is many things but subtle is not one of them so when he muttered 'Oh for fuck's sake,' so loud that you'd barely consider it as muttering, I couldn't help but burst into yet another fit of giggles. 

Through the tears of laughter, I managed to catch a glimpse of Fred rolling his eyes at me, a soft smile finding its way to his lips.

"Have I ever told you how cute you look when you laugh?" he asked with a loving gaze.

In return, I blushed and looked down at my hands. "You may have mentioned it once or twice..." I mumbled as the feeling of my heart fluttering sent a small shiver down my spine. How he managed to get such a reaction out of me after having been together for this long was beyond me.

He must've read my mind because not 2 seconds later he grinned, "After 5 years of marriage I can still make you blush like we're in 6th year. That deserves some sort of prize, don't you think?" he winked suggestively.

I smirked as I pulled him in by his tie, crashing my lips onto his. He gladly reciprocated my actions, placing his hands on both sides of my face as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. The faint taste of mint toothpaste and sweets lingered on his lips as he absentmindedly ran his thumb up and down my cheekbone. My hands found their way to the nape of his neck, making him groan as I tugged on the ends of his fiery red locks.

This kiss, much more desperate and hungry than the soft, loving one we'd shared moments prior, left us both breathless as we reluctantly pulled away from each other. Fred hoisted me onto himself, looking up at me with a teasing smirk. I adjusted myself into a more comfortable position; I was now straddling him as we briefly admired each other's breathless states before hastily reconnecting our lips.

He placed one hand on the side of my neck, his thumb gently grazing my jaw as his other hand found itself entangled in my hair. As a result, my hairdo was beginning to fall apart; a few lone strands of hair lightly stroked my cheek as they cascaded down my face but I didn't care. My hand trailed up his chest as his own moved from my neck to the small of my back, pulling me impossibly closer. Fred teasingly tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth as he slowly pulled away.

I tried to catch my breath, now studying his swollen lips with a dazed expression. He chuckled breathlessly at the effect he had on me before clutching my hips and kissing me eagerly.

Fred ran his tongue over my bottom lip, desperately seeking access to which I denied him. He was in no mood for my teasing so, in response, he gently bit my bottom lip, causing me to let out a stifled moan. He took the opportunity and slid his tongue inside my mouth as I gasped. His grip on my hips tightened, guiding them against his own. I felt him smirk into the kiss when I let out a small whimper at the feeling of him grinding against me.

I pulled away and cupped his face with one hand as I trailed down his jawline, placing feather-light kisses along the way. I felt him sigh at the feeling of my lips against his skin as I left a few wet, open-mouthed kisses along his neck. I slowly ran my tongue up the side of his neck then let out a light breath. The contrast in temperature made Fred shiver as he let out a breathy whimper when the warm air hit the wet skin on his neck.

His breathing grew ragged as he tugged at my dress, signalling for me to remove it. Much to my dismay, that is when I realised we were supposed to be making our way to the Burrow. Unsatisfied, I pulled away and leaned back, my hand placed on his chest. My back was pressed against the steering wheel as I shook my head, trying to catch my breath.

Meanwhile, as I admired the mess of a man in front of me—his lips swollen, his face smeared with lipstick and his freckles more noticeable due to the blush dusted across his cheeks—he stared at me with a puzzled yet concerned expression.

"y'alright, love?" he asked in a worried tone.

"Yeah I'm fine Freddie, but we have to go now or we'll be late!" I explained as I climbed off him and sat in the passenger seat beside him. He groaned in annoyance before tilting his head to look at me, "Y'know we could just apparate there, right?"

"Yes, I know that Freddie but even if we apparate we'll probably end up being late, I mean you remember last Christmas! Plus I love taking the car!" I argued.

To give some context, last Christmas we ended up getting...carried away and arrived 1 hour late at the Burrow looking completely fucked out: breathless, covered in sweat, misbuttoned clothes, hickeys, lipstick stains, runny mascara—you get the gist. To make matters worse, Hermione and Ron's 3-year-old daughter, Rose, may or may not have discovered my underwear stuffed into Fred's pocket, which he'd sneakily stolen without me noticing after the earlier events of the evening. This led to quite some questioning on the child's behalf because, for some reason, small children tend to ask an unnecessary amount of questions on certain topics that they find interesting or perplexing.

He snorted, choosing to ignore the mentioning of the Christmas catastrophe, "By 'taking the car,' I'm guessing you mean you love when I drive and you admire the scenery whilst belching song lyrics?"

"Hey, I drive sometimes!" I countered defensively as he raised his eyebrows.

"If by sometimes you mean twice a year then sure!" he replied as he patted my head dismissively.

I slumped back in my seat, biting the inside of my cheek, "Is that the problem then, you want me to drive?"

Fred's eyes widened, a panicked expression overtaking his features. "Oh merlin no, no please Godric no, you'll kill us both!" he pleaded, frantically waving his hands around.

In return, I glared at him, offended.

"Excuse me, I am not that bad of a driver!" I retorted defensively.

Fred lazily turned his head to face me, "Honey, I love you but yes you are."

I glowered at him and he laughed at my scowl. 

"Oh yeah, since when?" I challenged, unamused.

He smirked mischievously before revealing the one card I'd hoped he wouldn't use, "Prussia cove, need I say more?"

I won't be sharing this particular anecdote for my own benefit because I think the mentioning of the Christmas catastrophe is enough embarrassment for one day.

Moving on.

I huffed in annoyance and folded my arms over my chest as I pouted, unwilling to accept my defeat.

"You're a dick," I muttered crossly.

"Yeah but you love this dick," he said smugly, leaning back in his seat.

Instead of casting a sarcastic comment his way, I answered without much thinking, "Right but that's kind of the problem right now."

Fred laughed at my unfiltered response as I began to ponder.

"I mean he is right, we could just apparate there..." I thought to myself.

I was lost in thought, facing an ongoing battle between reason and horniness. The latter proved to be winning.

Fred waved his hand in front of my face, calling my name, "y/n/n, y'alright there, love?"

He tried to repress a snort of amusement as I snapped out of my sinful thoughts. I shook my head vigorously, trying to recompose myself.

"I'm fine! Anyway, the point is we are taking the car!" I declared.

Disappointed, Fred slumped back into his car seat, looking at the road as he grumbled, "Fine, I s'pose, if it makes you happy."

A few seconds went past before he swivelled his head towards me, looking at me with an innocent glint in his soft, pleading, hazel eyes.

"Are you absolutely sure we don't have time for a quickie?" he whined as I sighed, exasperated.

"Frederick Gideon Weasley, for the last time, no we have to go now. So if I promise that we'll shag on our way back will you please start the bloody car?" I begged wearily.

"Pinkie promise?" he said, eyeing me solemnly.

I interlocked our pinkie fingers, looking him in the eye as I nodded, "pinkie promise."

His eyes lit up with joy after hearing those 2 simple words. He gently pulled my hand towards his chest by our intertwined pinkies and bent down slightly. He raised my hand to his lips as he placed a soft kiss on my knuckles, looking up at me with a tender smile. 

I, myself, felt a smile spread across my features as I felt his warm lips against my skin. He let go of my hand as he sat up in his seat then put on his seatbelt and turned to face the road. I put on my own seatbelt while he rolled back his sleeves and grabbed the steering wheel with his right hand, placing his left one on my thigh.

"Alright then, let's go!" he exclaimed ecstatically as he started the car. The engine revved as Fred pressed down on the accelerator, the car speeding forward until it built enough momentum to take off. We were soaring through the air with the windows rolled down as I relished the amazing view outside. It was a warm August day, the sun was beaming and a few fluffy, white clouds wandered aimlessly through the sky. The sea could vaguely be noticed in the vast horizon and the trees beneath us were swaying peacefully as they basked in the afternoon sunlight.

Fred removed his hand from my thigh to press the invisibility booster, the absence of his hand making me tear my eyes away from the scenery. I then began to admire a different view altogether: Fred.

I felt his hand back on my thigh, gently drawing aimless shapes on the fabric of my dress with his thumb. My eyes trailed up his arm as I leaned back, repositioning myself to obtain a perfect view of my husband. The soft breeze ruffled his hair as a few strands fell forward, gracefully framing his face. His cheeks were flushed from the heat—which had caused a thin layer of sweat to coat itself upon his skin, the fabric of his shirt outlining his muscles as it desperately clung to him. He clenched his jaw and furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, trying to avoid an accident as a flock of birds flew in front of the car. I vaguely registered their squawking, too concentrated on Fred to pay much attention to my surroundings.

"Looking good, Weasley," I uttered, gazing at him intently.

"You talking about yourself again there, love?" he chuckled, glancing at me.

"No no, I meant you this time," I assured him gently, still staring at him.

"Is that so?" he asked casually, a coy smile on his face.

He removed his left hand from my thigh to seize the steering wheel, resting his right arm on the base of the open window beside him. His fingers danced in the breeze, following the rhythm of the song playing on the radio. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his muscles flexing underneath his shirt and his veins becoming more noticeable.

"Fuck, that's hot," I mumbled.

Unfortunately for me, much like Fred, I'm not exactly quiet.

His eyes were still fixed on the view in front of him as he chuckled at my words. "You're staring princess," he pointed out, a smirk forming on his face as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

That was the last straw, I made no attempt at a witty retort, instead, I gave in to Fred's deliberate teasing and started to unbutton his shirt.

"Bloody hell love, what are you doing?" Fred tried his best to keep driving as I tugged at his shirt frantically.

All reason flew out of the car—along with Fred's shirt—as I explained hurriedly, "You know what fuck it, we'll just apparate there, pull over!"

"Yes ma'am!" Fred grinned triumphantly, making a U-turn as he pressed down full force on the accelerator, catching his shirt mid-fall.

—

Alrightly, hope y’all liked it! 

Also I’m not used to writing spice so don’t judge me if it’s bad lmao (I love how I said I wouldn’t write spice in my request rules and I somehow ended up accidentally writing spice in the first one-shot)

[kanmom51]

I was recently watching a news report about a teenager in America who was at a school board meeting discussing the discrimination her and her friends face at school for being gay. They're bullied and called slurs. She started crying and you could hear the pain in her voice and I just wanted to hug her. But a parent in the audience had the opposite thought and got up and started screaming at this TEENAGER that she's clearly been indoctrinated and the girl started crying harder. Pleading for this woman to understand that she just wants to exist without being emotionally and verbally abused by her peers at school.

And it hit me so hard because I'm in my mid twenties so I've been out of high school for almost 10 years now and I thought it was better. I thought these kids wouldn't make the same mistakes. I thought this generation of queer kids would be safer. But it's still the same shit.

And then my mind went to BTS and how my heart aches for anyone in the band who might be queer. I know we suspect jikook are but there might be more. My heart aches for them because I don't think any amount of money could protect you from how you feel when someone questions your humanity for choosing to love someone of the same sex. I think at times even I forget that they're just human and experience the world the same way we do.

It must be so hard for them to contemplate whether or not to take a leap of faith and come out because they could use their influence to help other queer people but the emotional toll it would take on them.... just wow. They would become the face of the queer movement for so many countries. And it fucking sucks.

Look at all the mess lil nas x is going through. A rapper called him slurs and threatened him just last week. Male rappers mostly refuse to work with him. lil nas x has the number 1 song in the world right now. And STILL his sexuality is the main conversation surrounding him. He laughs off the onslaught of hate but he has discussed that sometimes he needs to take a step back from it all. He's human after all.

I imagine it would be like this x10 if anyone in BTS decided to come out. I could see it legit causing political unrest. Am I being hyperbolic? Maybe but I can see it.

I don't know. I wrote this mainly to tell any teen out there who might see this if you decide to publish this kanmom, that they are not alone, as cheesy as it sounds. That not everybody sucks and to reach out for help if they need it. If the first person doesn't help then try another. I promise you'll find that help. I promise you that high school isn't everything and the real world isn't necessarily easier but I hope you find comfort in the fact that it's bigger than your high school hallways and there are 100 people who love you for every one miserable person who decides to hate you. And us queers and our allys with thicker skin are continuing the fight no matter how many bigots come at us. Lean on us until you're strong enough to become a pillar for someone else.

I love you. BTS loves you and i hope you learn to, or continue to love yourself no matter what you identify as or who you choose to love.

....okay rant over. I hope i made sense. I'm gonna go cry now 😭

This is beautiful.

I'm joining in here.

Dear teen, you are loved and supported. If you can't find that love and support within your close circle then you will find it here, and as you grow up, leave the confinement of high school, you will find a big world out there with people that are either like you or struggled like you did or those that understand that struggle and will give you that ever so needed love and support.

Love yourself. You are beautiful. You are worth it.

[cherriesradio]

Class 1-A relationship headcanons

Part 2 - https://cherry-cake-pies.tumblr.com/post/640893672076001280/class-1-a-relationship-headcanons

Part 1 - https://cherry-cake-pies.tumblr.com/post/640877154337538048/mha-relationship-headcanons-class-1-a

Fluff

Mezou Shouji

Best hugs ever

I mean what else is he gonna do with all those arms? Fight villains?

Y/n is the only one who can call him by his first name

Shouji is super tall and y/n just calls him “Mezou McTallMan”

He has like 5 million IQ and plays chess with y/n and they just sit their feelin stupid cause they keep losing

Shouji and Tokoyami are best friends and then when him and y/n get together all three of them are best friends and it’s adorable

Y/n never really cared about the mask but was like “hey you don’t need to take it off if you don’t wanna”

And it melted Shouji’s heart that they were fine with it

Thier hair is always ruffled because of how much he messes with it

They just don’t bother anymore

He doesn’t like getting to much attention so for events they have little at home/ in the dorm party’s with just a few other kids

He 100% takes advantage of how scary he can look

If someone is trying to get at y/n he will look at them with the most haunting glare in the world

(*cough* Mineta *cough* *cough*)

Kyouka Jirou

Rockin out to rock but also crappy 2000’s pop music at three am

Jirou will just be sitting beside y/n as they mess with her lobes

Y/n is as much as a crackhead as the rest of the Bakusquad so they all get along great

Bakugo has almost stabbed both of them for kissing in public and being affectionate in public

Coming back to the dorms all sweaty from going to a concert and jumping around for four hours straight

Has the hardest time trying to teach y/n how to play everything because it hurt their ~delicate fingers~

Leaning on each other’s backs and listening to music sharing ear buds 😫

Getting records and hanging them on each other’s walls and painting them if they don’t like the songs 💜

She has a ton of vintage art/ band hoodies and they just share them at some point because they keep stealing them from each other

Going to the arcade with Denki and Kirishima and whoever else wants to come

Y/n always says Jirou has a “out shine the stars smile” and she becomes a blushing mess every time

She’s not very good at comforting :(

She tries tho

She’s great honestly

Hanta Sero

He asks y/n if he annoys them and y/n legit feels so bad like “I love u so much don’t you dare think that>:(“

He likes saving up for dates and going to fancy restaurants and stuff but he’s fine with small inexpensive dates

They’ve gone to sixflags at least ten times and they have definitely broke a whole ride from messing around with his tape

That couple where even before they were dating they were dating

Jokingly kissing each others hand/ cheeks, cuddling up to each other, always asking if the other was going somewhere too, that kinda stuff

Hammock cuddles

I think you understand

Prank war in the whole dorm and y/n and Sero are the kings (or queens) (or non-binary royalty) of it

Bakugo has declared war on them multiple times but never goes on it because of how hard they go

Everyone has said it, you know it

Spider man kisses

He has almost passes out from the blood rushing to his head before

if Mineta walks up to y/n from behind he will tape him up and they can’t have a normal conversation without Sero glaring at him

So many inside jokes

Once y/n put his hair in a bun or something and he was like :0 “oh my god there’s a world without hair in ur face”

Sometimes either of them will sneak in the others dorm in the morning before they wake up and put sunglass on them or draw on their face

“This reminds me of u” insert simp meme

This boy will make sure y/n is always holding his werid long lanky hands

They teach Todoroki what “Yeet” means and now they all use it all the time unironically

Fumikage Tokoyami

👏head 👏scratchys 👏

Y/n has to get him a nightlight so Dark Shadow doesn’t go wild in the middle of the night

Huge edge lord y/n is his only soft spot

Watch dumb vampire movies

They binged all the Twilight movies in one night and everyone makes fun of them for kinda unironiclly liking it

I know Halloween is only really a american thing but they 100% have Halloween party’s at the dorms

They’d set up the whole thing

Y/n gets him black nail polish and skull rings and edgy everything

He has a box that takes up like half his closet of just gifts from y/n

He doesn’t do gifts as much as just spending time with y/n

He does love the gifts tho

Give each other plenty of space

Just say “hey I wanna be alone for a bit” and he’ll be gone in a second

He’s always the little spoons cause he’s scared of peaking their eyes out accidentally

They didn’t keep the relationship a secret they just aren’t very physically affectionate to each other

So one day Shouji is like “oh are you crushing on y/n? Like you are really nice to them and they give you stuff”

And he sits there like “dude we’ve been together for months how do you not know”

And then they are like maybe we should announce it just to make sure? So they do that and the whole class is in shock that they were together for so long and no one noticed

Jokingly calls Tokoyami “Emo Peacock” 

You can’t tell me they try to do the Waltz as a joke but get really into it and do it whenever they hear any music now

Jirou could literally be playing hard core rock or heavy metal and they’ll be doing the waltz to it

Dark Shadow low key feels like a third wheel sometimes but then y/n give him a tight hug and he feels appreciated

Shouto Todoroki

Feeding the simps

So ya know that thing in the notes app where you can share notes? Yeah they share one of those where they list things they hate about Endeavor and after a month they are already on a thousand

Just sit in the same room

Could be doing anything not even envolving the other but it’s nice just to have the other there

Protecting the girls from Mineta together ❤️👏👏

at first it honestly just seemed like they were really good friends because they kept it a secret (mostly cause if it got out to the public Endeavor would find out and probably try to break them up)

Even in private they would just kiss the others cheek or forehead and hold hands and that’s the only difference

He talks to his mother about y/n a lot and she is so excited to meet y/n

She has really high expectations just because of how good they sound but does take in that Shouto is literally in love with them, he’s gonna have slight rose tinted glasses

Yeah their just as good as Todoroki made them out to be

When he told y/n about his childhood (endeavor, his mom, his scar, Dabi…) y/n cried because they felt so bad and cuddled him all day trying to help any way they could

They totally made him go to therapy 😌

Has a written down list of thing they said they like so he can get them one if they feel down

He has literally bought them a cat when they were feeling really down and y/n had to explain that he can’t just go and buy a cat when their feeling bad

They keep it tho don’t worry

He’ll turn off the air conditioning when he wants y/n’s affection

They’ll just come running at him and tackle him so he can warm them up/ cool them down

Expect goodnight texts

Make custom memes about how bad of a parent Endearvor is

Legit the start of Todoroki crushing on them overhearing them tell a friend that they don’t think Endearvor is a good hero/ deserves to be number 1

Once asked All Might to adopt Todoroki (I mean he thought about it for a second before Aizawa told him no)

Todoroki let’s y/n cook stuff on his left side

Deku will just wake up in the morning smelling eggs and think someone’s cooking but find y/n cracking eggs onto Todoroki’s left side

[sdvharveybby]

*ahem* PLEASE DO A FIC BASED OFF YOUR HARVEY AND PREGNANT WIFE HEADCANNONS PLEASE

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE DEAR BBY ANON. I was honestly so excited to write this that I wrote it in a few hours. Just woo!

The headcannons were my inspiration for this, but I hope I captured everything :0 

**edit** Headcannons post where this all came from -- Here!

I had a lot of emotions, myself, when writing this. Mostly do to personal reasons, but I enjoy writing about Harvey in this way. I think it truly captures his nervous, but caring personality. That he would do all that he could to provide the best care for his pregnant wife.

In any case, I hate to say it, but I feel like this jumped around a bit- heh. Honestly there was so much I enjoyed from the headcannons that it was genuinely hard to pick just a few! I hope you enjoyed this though! I did my best and loved every minute of it! Thank you so much for the ask! (Also, the small ‘ahem’ in the beginning legit killed me. It’s so funny)

Word Count: 1918

The farmer cracked open her eyes one sunny morning. She could tell she slept in past 6am, but she was too groggy to be mad; her body felt stiff and her mind heavy, as if a headache was coming on. She pulled the covers over her head and shifted her body to try and get more sleep- she would have fallen asleep if she didn’t start to feel nauseated. It came on quickly and was growing more, the farmer shot up from her bed throwing the blanket behind her. She covered her mouth and bounded towards the bathroom, “H-Honey?” she could faintly hear as she ran past Harvey holding a plate of breakfast for her. The farmer barely made it to the toilet when she threw up any contents in her stomach. With heavy footsteps, Harvey ran into the bathroom after her, “Honey, are you-. Oh, I see.” He remarked as he crouched beside her and pulled her hair back. “I have some water here,” he mentioned as he switched hands to stroke her back as she threw up again.

There was a momentary pause as the farmer tried to gather her breath, “Oh, wow,” she whispered to Harvey. “I know, it’s okay. I’ve got you.” He reassured to her, giving her a soft kiss on her forehead. She would have appreciated it more if she didn’t immediately throw up again, “I promise that’s not because you kissed me,” she chuckled to herself. Harvey laughed and continued stroking her back until she felt like it was over. He handed her some water and walked back to the kitchen to grab medicine and a lemon slice. When he came back, she was standing and holding her head, “Maybe you should lay back down. I asked Marnie to help me with your farm work today so there’s nothing for you too worry about.” He smiled and the farmer nodded her head in agreement. She took the medicine that Harvey offered and grasped the lemon slice in her hand, walking away and smelling it. “Oh, we have a long way to go, but I’ll be here for every minute of it.” He whispered to himself with a soft smile.

After a few weeks of helping her with her morning sickness, it had quickly become about 30ish weeks since they found out that she was pregnant. Every day it was a surreal moment for Harvey, he almost couldn’t believe that it was true. The closer it was to her due date, the more he got emotional- many years he spent pent up in his apartment above the clinic. Many sleepless nights and many lonely ones- it was an eye-opening moment for him when he realized he would be a father. It scared him, no doubt. He feared he wouldn’t be good enough or if he provide enough for his family. What if his child didn’t like him? What if they rejected him or liked his wife more? He knew he was overthinking it and that he would do his best to provide his wife and child with anything they wanted, but he couldn’t help to think of his worst-case scenarios sometimes.

He still worked at the clinic, Tuesdays, and Thursdays to do annual check-ups on everyone in town. He compiled a list of questions to ask when he knew one of the mothers in town would be coming in. It was Summer, day 18, and he knew Robin would be coming in. He decided to ask her because she took things seriously but kept things light enough that he would be most comfortable asking her.

He stood and approached the front door when he saw Robin already inside and waiting, “Hey, Doc,” she smiled as she stood. “Hello, Robin! Follow me.” They made there way into the back as Robin complained of her right arm hurting again, “I’ll take a look, but it’s probably because you work too much. You need to give your arm a break now and again from swinging your ax,” She laughed a bit, “Yeah, but you know how I feel about that.” He sighed but carried on with her check-up.  “Looks like you’re good Robin, but please give your arm a break!” He scolded her but she just held up a hand dismissing it. She began to walk out when Harvey stopped her, “Actually, could I ask you a few questions?” Perplexed, Robin sat on one of the stools in the room, “I’m all ears!” He smiled and pulled out a long list of questions he had- Robin peeked at some of them, her eyes wide with amusement. “Ha, you’re worried about being a dad, aren’t you?” Harvey blushed and broke her eye contact, “Well, yes, but also, I want to make sure I’m taking care of my wife well and wanted to ask your experience with pregnancy.” Perhaps… Robin wasn’t the best person to ask because she named off every single thing she could think of for providing the best care for the farmer. Robin made it her mission to prop up the farmer in every way to get her everything she wanted. It took about an hour of talking, but once Harvey understood it all-, she began walking to the door, “Oh, and when your wife suddenly breaks down into tears, just hold her. Sometimes it’s best not to ask questions!” She laughed, leaving Harvey a bit confused.

He made his way home from work, reviewing everything he and Robin talked about. She was so quick to answer every question he had, but she reassured him in all the ways possible. His biggest stress relief is when she looked at him with honest eyes and said, “Harvey, you’re thinking about this too much. You’re going to be a great dad. Just take every day as it comes.”

It calmed his thoughts greatly as he walked through the door. He was greeted with his wife sitting at the table, she turned and looked at him, “Welcome home, love.” He dropped his stuff to the ground and walked to his wife. She was a bit confused, but she smiled, “Everything okay?” Harvey bent down on his knees and hugged her and the baby. He was careful not to disturb the baby bump in any way, but he wanted to drink in his wife’s love after his day at work. She began combing her hands through his hair, “Everything is just fine.” He reassured her as he used his thumb to stroke her belly. It was peaceful to feel her love and feel accepted by her. He was floored that he was going to be a father, and he was humbled to know that he had the best wife in the entire world at his side.

He sprung up from their tender hug when he felt a kick against his hand. “O-oh! The baby! It kicked me, did you see it, honey?!” His eyes were wide with excitement, a rosy color growing in his cheeks. His wife giggled a bit as she watched her husband. His heart rate sprang up and he gently placed his hands on either side of her belly, he watched it carefully and said, “H-Hey! You can hear me! I’m your daddy! Yeah! I’m your father, and I promise to protect you for the rest of my life.” He gave her belly a soft kiss when he felt another kick. His eyes sparkled, brimming with tears, as he watched their child move within her. He helped women give birth for some time now- it never fazed him or affected him like this. This was something totally new that he was experiencing for the first time. This time it was different. This time it was their child- he married the woman he loved more than anything in this world and now he would get to watch his child grow before his very eyes. A few tears fell as he watched this unfold. It was a magical moment that brought tears to his wife’s eyes too. He hugged her belly, shedding a few more tears as he did so.

Through the rest of the night- things went on as they normally did. He would check her ankles to see if she had any swelling and he was relieved when she didn’t. He would rub lotion on her stomach to prevent any stretchmarks and routinely made healthy balanced dinners for his wife. Everyday he would brush his wife’s hair and style it like she normally does- course he messed up a few times, but eventually got the hang of it. She was internally grateful for Harvey. He provided her with as much comfort as he could, and whenever she had any cravings (no matter how weird) he would do his best to get them for her. He eventually started coming home with tomatoes though, considering that seemed to be what she requested the most. When Pierre would question him on all the tomatoes, he’d explain it for his wife. Pierre laughed and would send him on his way, “My wife requested tea leaves once! Not even the drink! Just the leaves!” Pierre would share through his laughter.

Everything had been going smoothly until he came home one night to find his wife in a fit of tears. He dropped anything he was holding and immediately ran by her side. She sat on the couch, holding a blanket to her chin, constantly wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. “What happened? Are you all right?” She didn’t respond, just continued to cry as she clutched the blanket. Retrieving her some water, he sat beside her and held her tightly. “It’s all right, I got you.” He whispered to her, which seemed to make her cry even harder. It overwhelmed him to say the least! He figured he would take this as any regular day, but she seemed to have other plans. He collected his own thoughts and wondered if this were the hormones talking, She should have primarily experienced this in the first trimester. They level off after a few months… He thought to himself as he continued to hold her. She finally broke through with a few hiccups of tears, “I was cleaning today- and- and,” He had no idea what she was trying to say! She half mumbled them, but she continued, “and I saw the books on your table, and those love letters!” She cried again, clutching onto Harvey, Heh, well suppose I can’t surprise her with that now, he sighed with relief when she said this, “I planned to give you a love letter after you had had our child.” He explained and she sat up to blow her nose, “Th-that’s just so sweet,” she managed to say. Harvey grew a big smile when he saw her- any fears he had had melted away, and he had begun to shed a few tears himself. “You know I love you, right?” He spoke as he reached up and wiped away a few of her tears. She leaned against his hand, “I-I know.” “Mm,” He started and pulled her into another embrace, “No,” he whispered, “I mean really love you. You’ve given me everything I’ve ever wanted in my life. I love you with all my heart.”

The rest of their experience together went by smoothly for the remaining time. The time was approaching that they would both meet their child for the very first time, both elated and nervous, they had each other for support.

[derireo]

The way I SMILED at the nicknames from Autumn Troupe, especially at NYAM AND PUDDING T^T Im curious about the other troupes now, if it's okay;;

yes!! the nicknames i chose for juza are really cute– i rlly wish we could get sound clips of the va saying them tbh LOL. sry this one took a bit of time, i had difficult figuring out the other troupes,, for those who haven't seen it yet, here's autumn troupe's!

Spring, Summer, Winter Troupes: Pet Names

He doesn't understand how pet names work!

He'll probably just call you _______ Chan!

Okay, but fr lol,,. I don't really see him using pet names? The way he speaks is already affectionate as it is and he uses the Chan honorific a lot with you in a sweet manner. Maybe when he's older and feels more comfortable, he'll call you something like Babe!

Babe (public & private)

Baby ("")

My love ("")

It's cheesy, all of them, but he makes it work somehow??? There is just so much love in his voice when he calls you by any of these names, so much so that it even stuns the other members and people around him, haha. You know that heart animation when Izumi does the bare minimum? That's what he looks like when he calls for you.

Dude (public & private)

Babe ("")

Sweetheart {"")

Calls you by your name most of the time, says Dude when he's playing a video game or something– not that you mind too much. Is normally whining when he's using a pet name, but don't worry, he is very affectionate with them as well. Whenever he comes back from work, he mutters a soft, but tired: "I'm home, Sweetheart." and it's sho cute! 

Princess (public & private)

My love ("")

Sweetheart ("")

Truly, a prince. These pet names are all used very playfully, but serious at the same time. He's not shy to use them and he gets really confused when he sees how flustered you get after calling for you. He wishes you wouldn't though, he truly sees you as a princess!! He's really close to asking you to marry him!!!!!

Cutie (private)

Bun (private)

Tsuzuru does not like using pet names outside of private life. From what I remember from the story, he doesn't share a lot about himself with the others and even gets upset with Kazunari when he mentions something without his permission. Tsuzuru really likes you, no doubt, but he prefers to be all sweet and loving to you when nobody's looking. In a way, nicknames have become really special between you guys.

He'll pass out before he even gets a word in

I'm not even joking, he reads so much shoujo manga that he'd get super excited to be having this chance. He'd think of something super romantic to say as he like did a fucking kabedon on you lol but legit he'll black out before anything happens LMAOO

No nicknames for u LOL

He would barf if he was forced to call u something other than ur name. He'll probably just stick with 'idiot" and leave it at that; don't expect too much from Yuki 😔

Stubborn brat,,,,, He Will get really embarrassed if you ask him to call you something cute, and he'll relent, but seriously? He'll never do it again unless You Beg.

Cutie (public)

He gets flustered easily, he's not going to be able to call you anything else LMAO!!! He may act all cool but his game is Weak, so don't let his acting chops fool you, baby. Cutie is mostly used in a teasing manner, but he really means it. He thinks you are awfully cute, d'aw come here and let me give u a hug

Saan! (public & private)

Kaku! ("")

Literally just triangle, he's not too creative, but he likes the ring to it. He only uses these when he hasn't seen you the whole day and he spots you across the room or something. He'll call for you all of a sudden and it'll startle everyone who is within a 10-mile radius from him. (idk how far that reaches im canadian)

Beb (private)

Hon (strictly– no honey. public & private)

Beb is a sups affectionate nickname and it sounds so much better than 'babe' when it comes out of his mouth! He only uses it in private though because he thinks it's super adorable how you respond when he says it. Also, Honey is too long of a word (too many syllables) and Hon totally suits his style! It really goes BAM for him and that's wickedt

'Mello (public & private)

Floofs (private)

He likes soft things. 'Mello being the last part of marshmallow and Floofs because he Loves resting his head in your lap cause ur thighs go squish and then he go night night. Doesn't really see the point in nicknames tbh, but he gets really lazy calling your own name sometimes. + he thinks he embarrasses you when he calls you by your pet name.

Beloved (public & private)

Sweetheart ("")

Love ("")

He's got a lot to call you. He is a poet, but I am not so I can't give you anything better than this! It's romantic though isn't it, haha. You're his muse, so a lot of his poems are inspired by the daily things you two do together. Beloved is probably one of his favourite things to call you because it rolls off his tongue so nicely, he uses this nickname the most. Love and Sweetheart are used in whispers or when he wants only you to hear it when having a conversation in public.

Bud, probably (i hate him. public)

Sweetheart (when he's feeling like a bad bitch! private)

Baby (private)

I've got this love-hate thing with Tasuku, but don't worry, I don't actually hate him. Nicknames aren't really his thing, hence the Bud only being used in public. Baby is the nickname he uses when he is feeling very affectionate and loving, but Sweetheart is his greatest weapon of all. He uses it with his low voice, using that rumble from his chest as he holds you in his arms, his large hands trailing up your body. When Sweetheart is uttered, the lilt in his voice shows how amused he is by your trembling.

Petal (public & private)

Buttercup ("")

So sweet. What a sweet boy. Considering he loves flowers, I wouldn't put it past him to call you Petal or Buttercup. And he loves loves loves using them too! Petal is used when he's addressing you during a conversation or just wanting to catch your attention. Buttercup is mostly used when he's greeting you with a hello or goodbye! He even laughs sometimes when he uses your nicknames, but they make him feel all soft and fuzzy inside!

Little Bunny (private)

Pup (private)

Baby (public)

Honey/Hon (public)

He's got so much of these up his sleeve, you better prepare your funeral in advance because He's Not Paying lmao. He really likes the animal nicknames though, they're very cute and suit you quite well.... A little erotic though so he's sparse when he uses them lol. Baby and Honey sounds so nice coming from him, his voice is so decadent and slow and he smirks a little when he uses it on you!

[huacheng-zhu]

ok so 2ha. vague spoilers ahead (important spoilers are warned but watch out)

that’s a solid 4.5/5 for me. this novel RUINED me and I loved it for it. it made me feel like very few novels (and even stories in general) did. today I’m STILL shaken over a part of it that I read two days ago, despite the happy ending. I have A Lot of thoughts (shout-out to @whateverwuxian​ who can testify that I couldn’t shut up about it, love you buddy!!) so I just went ahead and [gestures below]

starting with the negative so we can enjoy all the positive later. feel free to discuss but I’m extra sensitive and these are only my personal feelings so they probably won’t change anyway, so be nice please!

what I didn't like:

too many r*pe scenes. I get that the non-con """makes sense""" narratively and thematically but like. they didn't have to be explicit. at the very least not all of them. sorry but too much is too much. there are more non-con sex scenes/flashbacks than consensual sex scenes! stop! we get it! enough now!

not a fan of a 26yo falling in love with a 16yo. if cwn had initiated Anything I would’ve thrown the novel out the window. but thankfully it didn’t happen, I got invested, and nothing mutual happened until mo ran was 22, so I mostly got over it, but I’m still somewhat uncomfortable with it for very personal reasons.

their first time putting it in. it felt so unfair and I was very upset over it. it could’ve worked without going There? why. was that necessary. and it's heartbreaking for both of them, because mo ran didn't want to do it either. he wanted them to take all their time. he wanted to go step by step. all he wanted was to make sure cwn would be happy and comfortable and never hurt again in bed. for their first time that way he wanted it to be special. but it was just. taken away from them, and for what? for nothing there’s absolutely no reason for it. I get there’s the metaphorical foreshadowing of the upcoming reveal aspect (spoilers) both of them not consenting, mo ran being horrified -> the reveal that mo ran was cursed and so would’ve never wanted to treat cwn like this in the past either if he’d had control (end spoilers) but still?? and it’s never brought up again? I know they don’t get the time until the very end but hhhh. yeah I have Feelings over this

some plot twists hit good emotionally but had no point? thinking of the one about xue meng here.

there’s horny, and then there’s mo ran. it’s not a bad thing, it’s just not the kind of stuff I like reading about and book 1 and 2 are A Lot on that side so in book 2 after a while ME, THE BIGGEST ASEXUAL WHO COULDN’T CARE LESS ABOUT SEX SCENES, WAS LIKE, “oh my god have mercy please just fuck already I beg of you” and indeed they chilled a bit after that. like they were still horny but. less intensely and less all the fucking time. thank god (I still think the farm arc was hilarious to witness though, and I did love it)

kinda wish their reunion at the end was longer and more emotional but that’s just because I love that shit

(spoilers) kinda wish we got to see shi mei again before he went off doing his blind wandering doctor stuff. a talk with ranwan would’ve been very interesting. (end spoilers)

xue meng didn’t get a hug

that one thing at the end you know the one. maybe I'd be more into it if it'd been given time to be explored seriously and wasn't played off as a joke. it kinda ruined the mood of their last scene for me. (spoilers spoilers spoilers this is the end of this section if you don’t want to get spoiled) in that scene I wanted chu wanning to ride off into the sunset with mo ran, not txj. like, txj is the alternate world’s “if there had been no transmigration” version of mo ran 2.0. the whole point is that mo ran IS txj in book 1, but changes and becomes mo ran 2.0. mo ran 2.0, who by the end of the novel has already done all the redemption and deconstruction of his dubious habits. who he was as txj is long behind him. at this point txj will always be a part of who he was, but they are pretty much two 'different' people now. txj disappearing into dust after everything that happens at the end was beautiful symbolism. it meant something. to me there was no point keeping txj around after all that other than for “haha split personalities fighting over cwn’s attention uwu” THAT SAID the fact I'm not a fan of the idea doesn't mean I don't like txj. I care txj a lot and have Emotions over him, and I will definitely eventually explore this in my writing

(still spoilers) the demonic blood reveal was a bit.... deus ex machina? plus I personally would've preferred mo ran staying a regular person (end spoilers)

alright what I liked now:

the themes, both regarding the characters and the various plot elements. this novel really challenges your morals and what you think is right or wrong, what’s redeemable, what’s punishable, and how much one relies on first impressions, amongst other things. this novel is the definition of “don’t judge a book by its cover” but also “look further than the first page” in so many ways

the romance. like I don’t need to say anything there. just, the slow burn, the longing, the yearning, the romance [clutches heart]

the plot twists/reveals. I’m so glad I was barely spoiled (I was spoiled two Big things but very vaguely so I was still surprised) because pretty much all of them had me shouting “WHAT” and/or gaping and/or various “what the fuck!!!”/”holy SHIT”/“NO” reactions

the way a lot of those reveals just completely change your view on things/characters?? that’s my jam

wontons. that was the first time I cried and my first very physical reaction to an event in this novel. I literally felt like time froze. I heard my heart beating. it was painful but AMAZING.

might be nothing in the grand scheme of things but honestly, all the food! I love that mo ran is an excellent cook and can make all those delicious dishes for cwn. as someone who loves to cook for their loved ones I think it’s so lovely that he gets to do that

the character growth. for everyone, but mo ran in particular? like I just. I started off not liking mo ran very much, straight up despising him at times, and in the end I was fucking sobbing over him and cried myself to sleep only to wake up in the middle of the night to cry some more so there’s that

chu wanning? there were aspects of him that I related to heavily, and that felt both like the Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known and very special because it doesn’t happen to me that often

the whole deaging arc. that was deaging done right and it had a purpose in the narrative and their relationship growth, I was “!!!!”

I LOVE how they took their time with EVERYTHING once they got together? that it spanned over several weeks? that it started with the confession, then just holding hands, then kissing, then making out, then sex, and even the sex was step by step! it said A LOT about mo ran’s character growth and it respected SO MUCH the fact that cwn is a 32yo (unrelated but (spoilers) I like to argue that yeah he’s been alive for 32 years but when you’ve been asleep and not aging physically nor growing mentally for five years in a way that makes you a 27yo. so when he calls his body “mature and old” and compares himself to shi mei I’m just. buddy your body is just three years older than shi mei’s there’s barely any difference in maturity right there. I know it’s your lack of self-worth speaking, and believe me I get it, but don’t be so hard on yourself. (end spoilers) anyway, this is an unimportant and unrelevant thought that I had during the mirror scene) who has no experience in any of these things whatsoever. he's not pushed into sex like he's going to be comfortable right off the bat and like it isn’t such a big change in a life that’s been ascetic so far. mo ran is aware of that! and when they have their first time mo ran, who’s been maybe even more horny than cwn all this time - seriously horny is that guy’s middle name, who initiated the sex, what does he say!!! "don't worry about me, tonight, I just want to make you feel good"??? mo ran?? your character development??? I appreciated that so much.

the pain. I’m still bleeding on the floor despite the happy ending but yeah. I like angst and I was not disappointed. it didn’t feel that gratuitious to me, more like, brutally honest? I don’t cry that easily but by the end I think I’d cried, what, close to ten times??

quite a few excellent quotes [lies down] “I realized - I had grown into the you in my heart”?? “hell is too cold”??? I highlighted more but those two are the ones that always come to my mind first

most of the time the flashbacks were perfectly inserted for maximum emotional damage and I respect that skill

xue zhengyong. like he’s not my favourite, my favourites are xue meng, nangong si and ye wangxi but? I just adored him so he gets a special mention

the side characters? like, I legit loved Everyone? when I cry over side characters you know it’s serious

THE CONFESSION SCENE. LIKE. HOLY SHIT MY HEART. it comes reaaally close to the vocal one (because hua cheng confesses so many times without words) at the end of tgcf for me. it was beautiful. I was so emotional. the fact that cwn can't say it no matter how much he feels it. like it's always been plain and clear just how much he loves mo ran. but he can't say the words yet and I just. the fact that mo ran gets it? that he doesn't need the words, just that squeeze of fingers, just what cwn is, at that moment, able to give him, and it doesn't mean less to him than words would? it hit home real hard

unless I think of something else, that’s about it! I can’t recommend 2ha enough, that said, I beg of you, heed the warnings. they are NOT overstated. and even if there were no warnings, take care anyways. the angst is serious, it haunts you. angst always makes me feel like my chest is being squeezed and that’s precisely the feeling I’m looking for when I choose to read angst. I have good tolerance to it, so despite not doing entirely well lately, I thought I was tough and went for it, but I’m a CLOWN. the way it’s written ruins you. this morning despite reading the hardest part of the angst on saturday evening, I still had some physical chest pain. so I recommend it with all my heart, but take care of yourselves. 2ha doesn’t fuck around.

[svtmin]

     disclaimer: i am not related, in any way, to the boys or JYP. this is mainly for entertainment purposes and to humanize the boys a little further by diving into their struggles. please know i mean no harm to anyone and events might be briefly mentioned but other than that, is all invented

DIARIES OF GOT7: ENTRY ONE  — YUGYEOM

Bowling.

It was possibly one of the things we least liked to do, as individuals and friends, but i think it was mostly because of what it meant rather the activity it was. Because bowling by itself was pleasant, while laughing and drinking some, spending time with each other. However, we all knew deep inside ourselves that JB only really planned a night of bowling when it was to deliver bad news. Bringing bad news was already tough but doing it over the phone or even in a meeting room? That’s not the GOT7 way. That’s not the JB way. We can all be relaxed, enjoying ourselves, and the bad news won’t sound so bad. But since this is an habit earned over years and how it usually plays out, there is already a hole in the pit of my stomach, an uneasy feeling I can’t release myself from. And I know I’m not the only one; Bambam beside me is restless, pale digits tapping to a fast tempo, uncoordinated and unpleasant, but who am I to tell him to stop? It’s not at the sound at the low beat of the song, nor of my heart, but he’s restless, concerned, every emotion i mirrored, and I’m not going to be the one to snap. Instead, we remain in silence, despite my burning wish to ask, to reach, to stop his hand. I feel everything and I hate how oblivious my mind refuses to be and acknowledge the gravity of the situation.

We finally pull up at the alley we are used to call as home, Bambam leaving the car without a word. We’re not being ourselves because of the unpleasant feeling the night brings us, but the fresh air calms my nerves, my eyes closing as I leave the car. Breathe, I tell to myself; I know it’s probably silly to feel this nervous, this uneasy over a night with your friends - half of me thinks I should’ve stayed home, despite my social nature pulling me on the opposite direction.

“ —Hey, are you coming? “ my eyes open to see Bambam a few feet away, bleached brows risen as the black hoodie wraps around loosely around his small frame. I nod, voice unfound to this new reality and he nods back “ —’kay, then stop daydreaming, we’re already late. “

I know him — Bambam is usually the first one to crack a smile or a joke in tense situations to make them a little lighter, but we both knew this wasn’t a good time for that. I followed energies better than I created them so I remained quiet: i wasn’t interested in becoming the outcast of the night and Bam clearly set my tone for the night. My steps matched his (finally, the tempo fell right) and we finally got into the bowling alley, pushing the glass door open.

Whenever GOT7 bowled, the alley remained empty and quiet. I suspected that each time, JB rented the whole place for us, to make sure we could hang without being bothered by fans, but I couldn’t be too sure. The place remained dark, tense, with the fairy lights and low smokey illumination above the surfaces making it rather groovy. There was some song playing, calm and yet pacey, but I didn’t recognize it — I was too nervous at this point to see it. My fingers slid through the soft surface of the counter, my shoes already on top of it beside Bam’s, and I grabbed them, head turning inside. And then I saw them.

I hated how tense they seemed already. Mark was sitting back on the sofas, trying to look casual but his clenched jaw already translated to the knowledge of what that night was about. Jackson was next to him, sat on the back of the sofa with feet next to Mark’ seat, leaning forward with brows in a furrow — it was strange, too strange really. Youngjae was standing with JB, both of them absorbed in conversation in small whispers and with how low JB’s head was, it was definitely not a good conversation. Jinyoung seemed not to have arrived yet, which was definitely strange. I stood, near the counter, while Bambam stepped closer and for the first time in about three hours, his smile was gleaming.

“ —Boys! The party has arrived, what’s up? Who’s ready to lose? Who’s with who? Wha— wait, where is Jinyoung? “ he shakes his head, looking back at me with a smirk “ —Guess he’s always late, huh? “

Their faces briefly showed some emotion, a hint of a smile, before returning to the same gloomy environment it was before we arrived. I had set my tone — I was going to be quiet, and after trading complementaries with the two, I sat next to Mark, leaning forward while looking at my hands. We absolutely hated that feeling, but until we were all present, JB wouldn’t say much. Fortunately didn’t took long either until Jinhyung rolled in too, his hair completely messed and pale features showing soft concern, panting slightly. Small apologies rolled from his lips and then and there I knew it was off, we all did. Jinyoung didn’t apologise unless the situation was critic. My stomach turns, my urge to vomit increasing and I saw movement, when Youngjae sat beside Bam. This was it.

The soft silence was only filled with the song unrecognizable song that played on the alley, and it took a few moments until JB finally spoke. Now JB — he sported his neutral expression, almost like unfazed to the situation. Maybe that was why he was a good leader, never transparing his concerns and fears onto us, but made these types of situations ten times worse. We didn’t knew what was coming — if we had been kicked out of JYP or if he had tripped outside; he remains calm, stable, strong for us. I’ll never have words to thank him for that.

“ —Sorry for the last minute invite. I think we all need this. “ he started, soothing voice, and I couldn’t look up towards him, like I was sure the others were. It pains me, but I would clearly see how disturbed he would be “ —Before we start … I just wanted you guys to know I had a meeting with the boss today. JYPE. Anyway. “ there is a brief pause and I feel Mark move uncomfortably in his seat — oh, he knows “ —Once again, he rejected all the songs. I’m not sure how are we going to pull our next comeback, honestly, but we’ll think of something. Hum— I guess Mark? You choose who you wanna play with and we’ll figure out. “

The sudden change of topics made me lift my head. That’s it? Well, wasn’t good either way, but I was expecting the absolute worse. The worst of the worst, technically speaking. In a way, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting or maybe JB wasn’t expressing himself well. Or maybe I just didn’t saw the real gravity of the situation — it happened sometimes. I look at Mark as he gets up, looking around himself before speaking,

“ —What about rappers against vocalists? We haven’t done that in a while. “

“ —Where does Gyeom fits in that? “ Jinhyung smirks looking at Mark and I feel my mouth drop, wanting to just laugh; if it was out of nerves or if it was actually funny, I wasn’t sure. Either way, made everyone laugh, thank god. Youngjae’s loud laughter fills the empty alley better, making my heart lift but I focus once more as Mark grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet.

“ —Yugi is actually a good bowler so we’ll take him, thanks. “ he sticks his tongue out and we see Jinyoung’s face fall, for the big pleasure of the rappers “ —Koo really taught you to play, Yug. You think you can give us all strikes? “

One of Jinyoung’s infamous stares later, and we’re having fun finally. There is still some sort of cloud behind it, like we’re all thinking the same but no one wants to go back to the gloomy feeling of before. Sometimes I catch Mark staring at the wall instead of celebrating Bam’s points or JB biting his nails like he usually does when he’s nervous. Something tells me that wasn’t all he had to tell us but I don’t want to be the one ruining a perfectly decent night. Maybe it does sound selfish of me but if it was truly serious, JB would tell us … right? 

I ended up sharing the car with Bam and Jackson, like one would. I was sleepy and leaning against my window and Bam was talking about something I don’t remember. Unlike before, he was comfortable, energetic and fun like his natural self and Jackson was feeding onto it, like he was so used to him. Sometimes I wondered what I was really doing there, but I was happy someone was feeding Bam’s fire; the previous ride had concerned me heavily. I kept thinking how tight Mark hugged me when we said our goodbyes because a) it was rare to share hugs in such common hangouts and b) it had been tight. It worried me, but if he wasn’t engaging the problem, neither would I.

“ —Yo, Yugyeom, are you even listening to me? “

“ —Huh? “ my eyes turned to Bam, who was looking at me with his brows risen again, Jackson smiling wide on the other side “ —Hum, no, sorry, what was that? “ I blinked, trying to ride that sleepiness again, but I only saw Jackson’s head shake.

“ —Nah bruh, this night is over. He’s legit sleeping over there. “ our senior falls back on the seat before smiling at Bam “ —Besides, we have early schedules so … we better go to sleep. “ 

Whatever it was, they didn’t tell me. I was so sleepy that I barely remember Dalkyum’s pleas of affection and how he snuggled so close to me when I fell on the mattress. I was tired but I don’t remember why — the bad news hadn’t been that bad, we could definitely write new songs … right? This was the huge problem with JYPE in general, we never knew what we could count with. And with ahgases so patiently waiting for us, we didn’t know what to do. My hand scratches Dalkyum’s torso and I leave my head to rest, closing my eyes for a moment. It finally falls on me, how serious this is. How we depend on this comeback, how we want to make our fans proud … and nothing is working in our favour. Not now. Not again. But that’s a problem for tomorrow. It has to be. There is nothing to now.

Part of me knows this, but I know Mark and JB are somewhere right now, fully awake, trying to come up with answers.

I wish I could be of more help.

[purplesurveys]

766

My dad is starting to gear me up for ~adult life~ and has made me start a Paypal, a social security number, and all that jazz and it’s making me immensely anxious, so expect more surveys than usual in the next few days lmao.

How frequently are you inclined to read, and how much? Not frequent at all. I’ll read only if I have to; and when it comes to reading for leisure, I’ll only reread books I’ve already read in the past. I find it sad considering how big of a bookworm I was as a kid. When was the last time you questioned the direction your life was taking? Right now, what with the Covid crisis. My life would have been mapped out ever so neatly if my life’s schedule went as expected - finish the sem, finish my thesis, graduate, travel for a bit, get a job. Now that that has been thrown out the window I essentially have to start from scratch and go into the world blind. And if you've been reading my surveys, you’ll know my least favorite thing to have to deal with is big change. Would you say that your personal views align with society's, generally? Not the society I have no choice but to be surrounded by, which is mostly Catholic, homophobic, sexist, and just very backwards in general. But when it comes to people I voluntarily choose to be with, like the friends I make and the people I follow on social media, I make sure their views are as liberal as mine so I don’t go completely crazy. ^ If not, in what ways do your opinions drastically differ? I just said it, but yeah Filipinos continue to be very resistant to more open-minded, modern views. Girls will still often be told to cover up, religions other than Christianity are viewed as wrong and of lower status, abortion is the most scandalous thing a woman could do, drug addicts must be handled with bullets and not rehab, etc. Basically everything you can roll your eyes over, that’s what Filipinos will tend to side with; and it’s very difficult to want to have your voice heard here because you will be ridiculed and thrown Bible verses instead of legit arguments. What small things have the ability to get under your skin? People who only start picking their orders once they’re the ones at the cashier, drivers who do have their turn signal on but will go THE OTHER DIRECTION, finding out there’s a car accident and I find out traffic has been building up only because drivers slow down to look at the crash site. The last one makes me especially mad every time it happens lol.

When was the last time you were caused to be upset with someone? I haven’t been upset with anyone in a while. If I’m upset these days, blame it on the weather. ^ Have you made up with that individual yet, or will you ever? I will never be ok with the summer climate over here. What is something small that has the ability to cure a bad mood? Hearing a favorite song on the radio as I’m driving, hitting all the green lights while driving, finding a parking spot near the mall entrance... man I really miss going out :(( What beverage is best capable of quenching your thirst? Water. What was the last big change through which you went? It hasn’t happened yet but I’ll be graduating and will officially be done with school forever in a few weeks. I mean, that’s the case unless I decide to take up a master’s but honestly the chances of that are super blurry as I’m over school at this point. ^ Do you deal well with change, typically? Have you always? I am honestly terrible at it and as much as I’m excited to get my first real job, I’m also scared to see how my adjustment pans out. I’ve had a pattern for not being able to adapt well to a new phase – I didn’t adjust in high school until my junior year, and I didn’t adjust in college until the latter half of my sophomore year. I really wish the trend doesn’t continue in the workplace because I can’t handle another mental slump. How do you feel after spending a great quantity of time online? I feel nothing? I mean I need the internet to do almost everything so it’s just become a part of daily routine; it’s normalized already. I would tend to feel some shame if I’ve been unproductive online when I could’ve been doing much more important stuff, but I’ve been avoiding that - I’ve been working on my thesis again, working on stuff for my org, participating in my other extracurriculars, etc. I feel relatively productive given the current circumstances. What do you consider to be the biggest drawback to being you? Like I said, I’m terrible with change. It takes forever for me to warm up to new conditions, and in that period I tend to feel very alone and miserable. I don’t know why I’ve never learned to just get out and make friends earlier. What do you consider the best part of being who you are? ^ Related to said drawback, once I have adjusted to the change, I do very well. I make lots of friends and am back to being my bubbly, social self. I just wish She could come out more easily. What kinds of things do you have on display in your room? Several Audrey Hepburn frames, a couple of paintings, and a poster of a Korean actor. What do you think your room and its contents say about you, if anything? I think more than anything you’ll see how my interests have shifted over the years haha. There’s tons of old WWE magazines, Paramore albums, Beyoncé albums and DVDs, crafty stuff like painting sets and coloring books, etc. When was the last time you felt insecure about something/some situation? Half hour ago when my dad was encouraging me to register for a bunch of grownup stuff. He doesn’t pester me a lot in small bits everyday (which I would really prefer); he’s more of a I’ll-dump-all-this-shit-on-you-in-one-go kind of person, which pressures me even more. I mean I’m excited for this new chapter but I wish he didn’t tell me to start a bank account and a Paypal and a social security number and a TIN all at the same time. What is something about which you are very confident or self-assured? I pride myself on being a good worker/co-worker. Do you ever stop to contemplate infinity? No. Are you comfortable amongst nature, or does the wilderness discomfit you? Sure, it makes me feel at peace. When was the last time someone or something caught you off guard? Andrew did a buuuunch of progress on our thesis this afternoon after a few days of passive-aggressively telling him that I’ve been doing all the work in the last week. How much time do you put into maintaining your appearance and hygiene? I don’t want to take a lot of time since I’m usually on a tight schedule but I do put enough effort to look and smell nice, if that makes sense. Like I wouldn’t take hours to do my makeup and put up an intricate hairdo, but I will still make sure I don’t exit the house looking shabby. Are there any foods you eat daily? . . . Or wish you could? I have rice and some sort of meat everyday. When was the last time someone new entered your life? Start of the semester when we had a new wave of applicants joining our org. ^ What was your first impression of that individual? They all seemed nice and fun to be around, and I’m glad their batch has had amazing chemistry from the get-go. But because of the lockdown I never got to know them all that well so I’m a little sad about it, since I’m already graduating. Do you put much thought into your handwriting? No? It’s not really something I can control anyway haha. What are some of the top priorities in your life right now? Ugh I’ve talked about this so much on here that it’s almost stupid because I take these surveys to begin with to distract myself from my current anxieties only for the surveys to ask about said anxieties ksksksks. Can I say pass for now? Lol In general, how do you feel about romantic relationships? They’re nice, and it feels good to have a person you can share everything to, be affectionate with, who supports you in everything, etc. I’ve been used to being in one for so long now I honestly can’t imagine being single. Which emotional sensation inconveniences or bothers you the most? As if I haven’t talked about it on this single survey enough, anxiety. Are you capable of consoling others in their grief? It depends on how bad is the thing they’re grieving and how accepting they are of help. I don’t know if I’m capable of talking to someone who has lost a parent, but I’ll be able to talk to a friend who’s going through a breakup. Do you ever find it awkward to compliment another being? No. I can give compliments, but I’m unable to take them. When was the last time you had a new experience? What was it? Earlier this afternoon when my dad made me make a Paypal hahaha. Skskss plz stop reminding me of scary things Do you dress more for yourself, or to the expectations of others? A little bit of both. I want to look nice, but I also make sure I keep up with the trends so others think I look nice. What kinds of things tend to stress you out? The stuff I’ve mentioned throughout this survey... What is one way you cope when you feel like crap? I watch videos, I eat whatever I’m craving, I talk about it with my girlfriend, I hug my dog... I have a lot of coping mechanisms.

Name an insult you regularly receive, if there is one? My mom tells me so many insults on a regular basis I can put each one of them in a spinning wheel and give you whatever comes out lol. Name a site that takes up a lot of your time? YouTube. What is something you used to believe about life that you no longer do? That money was easy to acquire. It was certainly so easy to fantasize about as a kid. What is a lesson you have recently learned? I don’t recall picking up anything new lately. Realizations, sure; but I’m not sure about lessons. Do you have a tendency to look on the morbid side of life? Sometimes. When was the last time you went shopping? What did you buy? A weekend before the quarantine. I bought a couple of new tops. When you shop for clothing, how long does it take you? 10-15 minutes tops. I just pick out whatever looks pretty. What is something fun you have done within the past week? It’s been a horrid week. I can’t answer this question. What is something you hope you never have to do again? Stay at home with nothing to do for this long. How does the rain affect your mood, if it does? It makes me feel happy and at peace.

[dreamy-skz]

they have a crush on you (idol au) 💘

requested ˘◡˘

scenario: you’re an older idol and they like/admire you !!

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CHAN (♡˘◡˘♡)

he might hold back from making a move for a looooong time

you guys met as trainees

and became ~really~ great friends

u never noticed all the times he would glance at you in practice room mirrors, hug you a lil too tight, etc.

he already has mad respect for you but especially with you being older OOF he probably treats u like a damn god(dess)

u two will be hanging for the first time in a while after having separate tours and he’ll be a smiley mess

“i have to admit.....i’ve had a crush on you since we were trainees”

and of course you’ll kiss him or some cute shit cause its chan :(

MINHO t(^_^t)

this sly bitch

literally the only thing stopping him from hitting on you all the time is the fact that you’re older and he needs to be respectful

but if you guys are close friends.....prepare yourself

he’ll do things like winking at you during dance practices or playing with your hair (he likes when you playfully swat at his hands)

he’s not soft very often but with you he’s soft 24/7

will do small favors for you that don’t seem like a big deal but its stuff he wouldn’t do for just anybody

like bringing you food at dance practice or something omg :(

CHANGBIN (´･_･`)

is a shy bean with his genuine feelings so he’ll try to reel it in

but he probably also can’t help treating u like a damn queen/king

you’ll be collaborating with skz on a song and he won’t b able to handle it omfg he’s so excited to show you his lyrics, beats, etc. and hear you singing

is always in the studio with you thinking of new ideas and concepts for the video and choreo

you guys might even make some other (unreleased) songs together and just have such a good time

one night he’s in the booth recording while you’re listening on the other side and he randomly stops the track and is like “do you wanna go out with me sometime ??”

you’re shocked for a sec but then u go into the booth and kiss him ! :)

HYUNJIN (ू•ᴗ•ू❁)

such a fluffy boy

can we just take a moment..........hyunjin having a crush on you

wow. anyway

he’s the softest angel but he’s somehow really good at concealing his feelings on camera and stuff

so there’s a good chance he hides his feelings for you WELL

but the closer you two become as friends....hell will break loose

he’ll be more comfortable around you and get super cuddly the way he does with his members

will wanna nap with you and be close to you alllll the time

you’ll finally figure it out when he whispers how pretty u are or something when he thinks you’re asleep :(((

JISUNG（＾∇＾）

sweet. LORD.

prepare for all the love and affection in the entire universe

cause this boy’s giving it to you

thinks he’s really good at hiding his feelings for you but is 100% not

it won’t take you long to realize lol

but......he’s so damn precious and you love it

you guys meet backstage at an awards show and he can’t even contain himself

he can’t stop doing that lil half-bow thing and raving about how much he loves your music/visuals/choreo

tells you how much he’d love to collab every time he sees you

FELIX (=^ェ^=)

he idolizes you so you can bet ur sweet ass he knows ALL ur choreo

TWICE is quaking

you’ll collaborate with them and on the set for the MV he’s constantly fooling around and making you laugh between takes :(

he’s so easygoing and charming you can’t help liking his weird ass

l o v e s hearing u imitate his aussie accent omg and blushes like crazy

dance practice with them (for the collab) will be legit chaos, mostly because of felix

he’s such a crackhead but you feed off his energy so you’re both wilding out

you two will have to stay afterwards to actually learn the choreo lol but neither of you mind cause.....well :))

imagine dance practice one-on-one with felix whew

SEUNGMINヾ( ･⌓･)ﾉﾞ

will know he likes you almost as soon as he meets you

you guys happen to be MC’ing a show together

so you end up spending a lot of time just the two of you going over your lines

will use it as an excuse to take you out and get food heheh

gets nervous and super cute when he’s with you though, especially alone

and also cause you’re older he’s a lil intimidated

invites you to hang with him + the other members all the time cause you all get along and he highkey loves watching u interact with his brothers

may never work up the nerve to ask you out cause he shy

but you’ll still be lifelong friends and he’s okay with that as long as you’re always around :)

JEONGIN (｡-_-｡)

listen.

this boy doesn’t like most people

so the fact that he likes you...shock of the century

all of skz will be quaking when he tells him

actually scratch that, he won’t tell them but they’ll get it out of him somehow after noticing how he acts around you

he will hate ALL OF THEM SO MUCH once they know cause they tease him about it and threaten to tell you

you have no idea but you’ll say hi to them in passing at an event and he ducks his head while the rest of skz is a giggly mess lol

will call you noona and its the cutest damn thing in the world :(

[hermannsthumb]

would you consider writing something where newt and hermann start hearing one another's thoughts? at first they think they're just fried out from drifting with a dying kaiju brain, but NOPE. surpriseeee you guys are legit in each other's heads.

THIS TROPE IS SOOOO FUN id totally be down to writing a longer version of this eventually

Newt’s in the shower when he becomes distinctly aware his thoughts are not his own.

He lets it slide at first. Chalks it up to over-exhaustion. It’s been a long day, after all, sun-up through sun-down, Newt having spent it running this way and that way and finding kaiju brains and drifting with them and nearly being eaten (he’ll process that trauma later), and all he really wants to do is get all this grime off of himself. Most of it of questionable origin, some probably toxic. A hot shower, and he’ll finish off the bag of candy he has stowed in his bottom desk drawer in celebration, and then maybe pound on Hermann’s door for a bit until Hermann lets him in and they can…he doesn’t know, kiss or gossip or something. Hopefully kiss. Man, he wants to kiss Hermann. He’s wanted to kiss Hermann all night. He’s wanted to kiss Hermann before tonight, if he’s being honest.

Newt’s reaching for the bar of soap, and his train of thought derails from that bag of candy in his desk and cozying on up to Hermann in his big, comfortable bed (Newt’s seen it exactly once, and damn, if he doesn’t want to test it out, preferably with Hermann present) and kissing Hermann’s big, weird lips, to thoughts of his medication. Has he taken it today? He hasn’t. His blazer needs a wash–he’s bled on it, he’s sure–and he’ll need to dispose of the handkerchief in his pocket (it’s likely salvageable, but he’s not sure he wants to bother salvaging it). 

Newt stops reaching for the soap. “Huh,” he says.

I think I’ll need a shower, he also thinks. And sleep.

Newt knows he needs a shower, because he’s in the shower. He also knows that he’s fucking exhausted, and that he and Hermann literally melded minds today. He’s probably just….remembering some of Hermann’s thoughts from ages ago, because these thoughts are, indeed, distinctly Hermann-esque. Nothing to get hung up about, though. It’ll fade. Newt carries on with his nice shower like nothing happened.

When he’s finished toweling his hair, he puts on pajamas and does finish off the rest of that candy (he earned it) and then decides to run down and bother Hermann. They’d parted so quickly earlier, after Hermann had shyly initiated that hug; Newt didn’t have the time to do half the stuff he wanted to do with him. Hug him a little more. Or–you know–Newt just really, really wants to kiss the guy.

Hermann answers his door in a few knocks. To Newt’s surprise, he’s also toweling his hair. He looks worn-out, exhausted, but his face brightens when he sees Newt. “Newton,” he says. “Hello. Do you need something?”

Red iris. They match. They also match in their chosen sleepwear: old sweatpants, older t-shirt. Newt’s never seen Hermann in sweatpants before. He likes it.

“Uh,” Newt says. “Uh. Yes, I do.” His own shower comes back to him. “Hey, Hermann. Did you, uh, take your pain meds today?”

Hermann furrows his brow. “No,” he says. “I’ve only just remembered to. Why do you ask?”

“No reason,” Newt says.

Hermann invites him in. They don’t kiss, yet, but Hermann does wrap Newt in his arms and falls asleep spooning him, and Newt falls asleep being spooned, which is nice. A step above their usual violent animosity. 

Newt wakes up in Hermann’s arms, too, facing him this time, their noses bumping. Hermann is watching him with sleepy eyes. Beautiful, Newt thinks he hears Hermann say, and Newt blinks blearily a few times and smiles. He squeezes Hermann’s bicep affectionately. “Thanks,” he says. 

He can’t make out the fine details of Hermann’s features without his glasses, but he can make out enough to see Hermann’s brows crease with a frown. “Pardon?” he says.

Okay. Playing dumb. Probably too shy to repeat it aloud. “Nothing,” Newt says. Very carefully, he plants a kiss on Hermann’s mouth. “I think you’re beautiful, too, Hermann.” Even if Hermann is…a little blurry, at the moment.

Hermann startles at the kiss, but to Newt’s surprise, his frown only deepens afterwards. “Er. Newton. I didn’t say–”

“Hm?” Newt leaves another tiny kiss, this time at the corner of Newt’s mouth.

“Nevermind,” Hermann says, quickly, and he cups the side of Newt’s face and begins kissing him back.

They stay in bed until late afternoon, lazing around, occasionally touching the other’s hair or cheek or arms, when Hermann–surprisingly not Newt–finally becomes antsy. “Aw, come on,” Newt says, watching Hermann pull on a fresh pair of ugly slacks and a coordinating ugly button-up. He struggles to sit up, Hermann’s pristine bedsheet falling from his chest. “Don’t you wanna–” He waggles his eyebrows. “–fool around a little?”

“We have work,” Hermann says, shortly. 

“What work?” Newt says. He fumbles at the bedside until he finds his half-shattered glasses and crams them on his face. “We kinda won. We don’t have anymore work. C’mon, get back here.”

He can’t mean it, he thinks. He doesn’t really want me.

And, Newt’s used to self-deprecating thoughts barging in uninvited and all–especially when it comes to Hermann–but this is a whole other ballpark. It’s not even relevant. They’re not Newt’s thoughts, even unwanted. Hermann’s earlier remark (I didn’t say…) comes back to Newt.

“Dude,” Newt says, and this time he sits up much straighter. “Holy shit. I think I’m reading your mind.”

Hermann doesn’t act as surprised as Newt expected. If anything, he looks embarrassed. “Oh, dear,” he says, and drops his hand from his half-buttoned shirt. “I was worried about that.”

“You were worried about that?”

“Well,” Hermann says. “I was certainly…thinking a lot of strange thoughts. Mostly about–myself.” He turns pink. Newt recalls the several minutes he spent debating what it’d be like to kiss Hermann in the shower the previous night. “But I assumed it was after-effects of our drift. That it would fade overnight.”

It didn’t, they think at the same time. And isn’t that weird?

Newt can’t be embarrassed like Hermann, though, because, well–

“This is the coolest thing that’s ever happened to us,” Newt says. Even cooler than drifting with a kaiju to save the world. He screws up his eyes and thinks very hard; distantly, he can…overhear? Hermann’s thoughts about how dumb Newt looks. “Okay. What number am I thinking of?”

“Sixty-nine,” Hermann says, immediately, and–grinning delightedly–Newt opens his eyes in time to catch Hermann’s eyeroll. “Though, strictly speaking, I don’t think I needed to read your mind to know that.”

“Haha, yeah,” says Newt. “This is some X-Men shit. I love it. It’s so awesome.”

Is it? Hermann thinks, skeptical.

“It is,” Newt asserts. “Oh, hold on.” It is, he thinks. Testing, testing. Can you read me? Hermann Gottlieb is a hottie. 

Hermann winces. “Ugh. You’re giving me a headache.”

“Come back to bed,” Newt repeats. I’ll kiss it better, he thinks.

Hermann grumbles, but he hooks his cane on his bedpost and slips back under the covers. They’ll figure this all out later. Right now, Newt’s kind of enjoying it.

[just-a-dumb-gay]

I have an idea on how Handon could end and Hizzie could become a thing. (Warning: Long post)

And also a very rough half decent idea for how like all of season 2 can go. And the Hizzie part of season 3. (This is just hoping and assuming we'll get season 3 lol)

Now I'm thinking of season 2 having roughly 16 episodes again. So that's how im going to type this, just for a rough guestimates.

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Okay so we know the magic of malivore is still active (because nobody remembers Hope) despite malivore APPARENTLY being destroyed.

So imagine someone remembers Hope. Said person (or people) then spend episodes 2x01 to 1st half 2x04 trying to find a way to get her out. Then the second half of 2x04 to 2x06 getting her out.

Even though she's out nobody remembers her other than said person (or people) that got her out. So 2x07 to 2x10 is then a somewhat peaceful time as they are trying to figure out how to make everyone remember Hope. Which they then succeed, but its kind of the 2x10 cliffhanger.

Now obviously trying to bring back and remember Hope wont be the only storyline going on. So 2x11 starts with us finding out they're plan to make everyone remember Hope worked. Then the rest of the episode is reunions and catching Hope up on the rest of the chaos going on.

In 2x12, Hope is helping out with other plotlines going on. Kind of a filler episode without much going on. Then the end of 2x12 is some confusing cliffhanger.

2x13 we then found out malivore isnt totally gone, bringing Hope out reveresed the magic. Kinda like how a normal stake to the heart kills an original vamp, but not permanently.

2x13 - 2x15 is then spent finding out malivore is actually up walking around again. Following leads and such to try and find out where it is. And at the end of the episode they're gearing up to go after him.

2x16 is then an epic battle pretty much. And the way malivore fights is by spitting out monsters. So they aren't fighting malivore as such, just the monsters it's puking.

There would probably be the twins, Hope and Landon, Ric and a vamp or 2. Probably MG and/or Kaleb. And to get everyone around, id think they'd be using that ugly car from the road trip episode.

So:-

- First quarter of 2x16 spent finding malivore.

- 2nd quarter spent going over a plan and everyone getting into position.

- 3rd quarter spent trying and succeeding at taking down malivore. Actually killing it this time.

- finale quarter. Everyone seeing to injuries and stuff like that.

They then find out Landon died during the whole fighting the monsters part. Hope is obviously upset, but doesn't worry too much thinking he'll come back.

So there's a small time jump (like a couple hours). The twins and Hope asleep in the car.

I'm thinking Josie asleep in the front seat after dozing off while talking to Ric who's nearby with Landon.

And then Hope and Lizzie passed out in the middle. Either one totally on top of the other simply cos that sounds cute. But most likely one has their head on the others shoulder or one lying down using the others legs as a pillow.

And MG and/or Kaleb just sitting in the back of the car minding their own business, maybe asleep too.

And Ric watching over Landon, waiting for him to come back.

Then, the last scene is Ric taking a closer look at Landons body before saying something like "You should've burst into flames by now." And boom season 2 ends.

Season 3 picks up immediately after, with Ric waking up Hope. Accidentally waking Lizzie at the same time.

So Ric explains Landon should've woke up by now and Hope grabs some research stuff they had about malivore that they brought with them. So the 3 of them sit beside Landon and have a look through it.

At first they cant find anything. Then there's a bit Ric explains he didnt understand, but now he does.

A bit explaining that the magic of malivore will dissapear when malivore dies. That magic including any abilities of malivores offspring. Meaning Landon became an ordinary human when malivore died.

So Hope is obviously upset, full on sobbing and everything. Ric is about to comfort her, but to his slight surprise Lizzie is quick to hug Hope. Obviously Hope and Lizzie being closer now and trusting Lizzie, she just collapses into Lizzie.

So after that, Lizzie becomes very protective over Hope. Doing everything she can to be near Hope, and everything she can to comfort Hope. Maybe even at Landons funeral, Hope clinging onto Lizzie's arm.

So Lizzie spends alot more time with Hope who constantly tries to push everyone away. Just puts up all the walls that fell down during season 1. Not wanting anyone to care about her because everyone that does winds up hurt or worse.

Lizzie is the only one who is stubborn enough to barge her way back into Hopes life (despite how cold Hope tries to be towards everyone).

When Hope is still trying to be alone, Lizzie would just sit somewhere in Hopes room and talk to her even though Hope is doing her best to ignore Lizzie in the hope she'll give up and go away.

Eventually Hopes walls start to crumble and they start to have short conversations in Hopes room.  And eventually that builds into going out and sitting by the lake, walking in the woods and visiting Landons grave.

Eventually, on one of their visits to Landons grave. Lizzie just looks at the gravestone before saying something like "Cant believe I actually miss you, Hobbit." without thinking. She's about to apologise but is surprised to hear Hope laugh a little. Not much of a laugh, like if you weren't listening you would've missed it.

So that happens. Then slowly but surely Hope becomes happier, mostly because of Lizzie.

They grow closer and we see Lizzies feelings for Hope become stronger, yet she decides not to act upon them because she doesn't want to be disrespectful towards Hopes love for Landon and give her a decent amount of time to mourn Landon.

Now I have 2 ½ ideas for their first kiss (and yes they are kinda cliche, but cute. So don't judge):-

1 - On one of their late night trips to sit down by the lake, they've got a big blanket wrapped around them both. Lizzie has her head on Hope's shoulder and Hope notices Lizzie starting to doze off. She lets Lizzie sleep for a while before deciding it's getting a little cold.

So she gently wakes Lizzie up and cant help but laugh at how cute tired Lizzie is.

Lizzie then says something but Hope doesn't notice cos she's to busy staring at Lizzie.

Lizzie then manages to snap Hope out her daze and Hope cant stop herself anymore and kisses Lizzie.

2.1 - They're out walking in the woods. Hope trips and Lizzie manages to stop her from falling. But the way she grabs Hope, when Hope regains her balance she's barely an inch away from Lizzie's face (or as close as they possibly can be considering the adorable height difference). And then they both stare for a moment before going in for a kiss at the same time.

2.2 - Theyre in the woods and Hope trips. Lizzie tries to stop her but instead gets dragged down with Hope and lands on top of her. Same thing as 2.1, they both stare for a second then kiss.

And then just a whole load more Hizzie couple cuteness and Hizzie endgame!

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I got so carried away with this lmao. Legit took me like 2 hours to type it all (well, between texting and coughing alot so maybe more like an hour and a half)

I wonder if I should use this for my writing? Yeah im using this.

I know posting this here means some ass might steal my idea, but I have other ideas I can weave into this and bits that need changed to fit my writing so it wouldn't turn out the same anyways. Doesn't mean you can steal my idea though, DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!

[nekoabi]

On the Verge of a Heartbreak - Chapter 25

Writing on my new computer is legitimately so satisfying! The sound of the keyboard is everything, makes me wanna write even more ;)

Pairings: Moxiety, OC/OC Words: 2291 Warnings: Food mention, mention of orgy, lots of anxiousness. Anything else, please let me know!

Summary: Virgil and Patton face their friends for the first time after they’ve started dating.

Virgil took a deep breath to ready himself before he shut his locker, lunch in hand. He knew people were going to be going a little bit crazy because of him and Patton getting together. He knew full well who would be the most excited and was just trying to ready himself for the onslaught he was about to endure. He slowed as he approached their usual spot, taking one more deep, steading breath before he rounded the corner.

“FINALLY!” A voice screamed as Virgil suddenly found himself accosted by a few of his friends. He stood motionless, unsure of how to respond to the sudden affection that was being thrown towards him. Em, Abigal and Thomas has practically thrown themselves at him, wrapping him in a sudden group hug.

After a few seconds, they released him. They all allowed him the chance to settle down and put his bag under the bench before they began throwing question after question at him.

“So, how did you do it!?”

“Who asked first?!”

“Wait, did you both ask?!”

“It had to be so cute! Where did it happen?”

Virgil just let them attack him with question after question as he ate his food. He refused to respond to any of them, only saying, “Wait until Patton gets here.”

While some of them were happy to wait just a couple more minutes, a couple of them were not so patient.

“Aw, come on, Virgil! We need answers! I need answers! It’s been way too long that we’ve been waiting for thiiiiis! Pleeeeeeeease?” Abigal whined, attempting to use her ‘cute face’ to get her way. Virgil scoffed and shook his head, taking another bite of his food.

Abigal opened her mouth to complain some more, but Ana cut her off, “Virge, stop being a dick already. Just tell us.” Virgil remained silent, only staring at his friend with vague disinterest. “You’re an asshole.” Ana snorted, a wry smile tugging at their lips.

They’d just finished their statement when the cheery voice of Patton rang through, “Hi guys! How are you all?” They all offered up quick responses and allowed Patton the same curtesy they’d given Virgil. Patton took the seat next to his new boyfriend and, before sliding his bag under the bench as well, placed a gentle kiss to the boy’s cheek. Virgil flushed, and Patton giggled before resting his head against the hoodie-covered shoulder.

Only once Patton had fully settled down did anyone get the answers they’d been asking for. All of the same questions were asked to Patton, who was more than happy to answer all of them. He responded to each and every one with the largest, sunniest grin any of them had seen in a long time. Throughout all of his responses, Patton would try and get Virgil included – either by doing something as simple as looking towards hi new boyfriend or something more involved such as hugging Virgil tightly and pressing a kiss to the flushed cheek of the other boy. Everyone around them were infected by the simple love and affection that was radiating from the new couple, causing the other couples in the group to become a little more affectionate and everyone else found themselves smiling warmly.

Finally, everyone’s curiosity surrounding the circumstances of the whole ‘asking out’ thing was satiated, and Patton was able to begin eating. The conversation turned to other, usual topics with the usual ringleaders carrying the whole thing. It was comfortable, and Virgil was thankful for that.

He had been nervous since Patton had gone home the night before about how his friends would take the new change to their group. He was worried that they’d all start treating the two of them differently, maybe he’d become ‘Patton’s Boyfriend’ or the opposite would happen to Patton. It had taken him an uncomfortable amount of time to fall asleep with all the worries and fears darting through his head, but this normality was what he needed. Yes, they’d all been talking about the two of them for quite a while, but they’d not been lumped together as ‘the couple’. Virgil felt his shoulders finally relaxing, something that must have been noticed by Patton as he looked up towards the taller boy with a soft smile.

Just then, a loud gasp caught everyone’s attention. Abigal was currently whispering something into Reggie’s ear, something that was clearly amusing to him as he laughed, “If that’s what you want.” Reggie said, looking to Abigal as she leaned away from him.

Abigal, after grinning widely, snapped her head towards Patton and Virgil. Suddenly, Virgil was extremely nervous all over again and his shoulders tensed once more.

“Heyyyy, you two!” Abigal called out in a sing-song voice that just dripped with the promise of an underlying motive.

Virgil swallowed hard, his fear only growing stronger though he fought to not show it outwardly. It was almost as if Patton had a second sense for when Virgil was starting to get scared as he responded for the both of them, “Abi, you know it’s creepy when you do things like that…” The usually sunny boy chastised, his face turning serious.

Abigal giggled, “Oops, sorry dads. Oh! Now that’s another good idea!” She snapped her fingers and seemed to make a mental note, “Anyway, not important right now! I just wanted to offer you two a very exclusive, once in a lifetime opportunity!”

Silence greeted her statement, the only noise being the general chatter of the other students out around the courtyard. Everyone was glancing between each other. It was clear no one really knew what to say in response or who should actually say anything.

In the opposite direction of his girlfriend’s gaze, Reggie seemed almost shocked, yet not at all surprised. He blinked a few times before dragging a hand down his face with a long drawn out breath. His other arm came to rest on her knee, pulling her attention to him, “Abi. Abigal. Love. Sweetheart. Chaton. It’s just a double date, not an invitation to an orgy.”

Everyone reacted immediately. Ana spit out the water they’d just started to take a drink from, aiming it away from everyone as best they could, while Em’s mouth dropped open in pure shock. Virgil’s face turned bright red and his embarrassment was clearly infectious as Ayana began to sink as far into her large jacket as possible and Daniel attempted to hide his pink cheeks by looking out towards the other students. Sophia began to lose it, her arms clutching her stomach as she laughed hard. Asher shook their head with a sigh, unsure of what they should even do. Both Thomas and Patton reacted similarly to Em, with their mouths falling open, but quickly turned to help others – Patton trying to calm Virgil and Ayana, Thomas began helping Ana alongside Em as they were coughing hard due to their spit-take.

The oddest thing to them all was Abigal���s reaction. She simply pouted, mostly unaffected by the whole thing, “Awww, c’mon… just let me be a little dramatic?” She attempted to use her cute face again, but Reggie only responded by tilting his head a little.

Only after she turned away from him to address Patton and Virgil again did she see the chaos. Abigal’s face twisted into an expression of pure alarm as she took in the whole scene in front of her, “What the fuck happened to you guys?!” She practically yelled.

Sophia responded between laughs, “That orgy comment, was the fucking, most hilarious thing, I’ve ever heard. I don’t, I don’t think anyone was, ready for that.” Sophia fell back into laughter as Abigal began to pout and whine about what she’d said, mostly chastising her for possibly boosting her boyfriend’s already insane ego.

Virgil was extremely thankful that everyone else was taking the seemingly off-hand comment almost as well as he was. Sophia was entirely right, he was not at all ready for something like that to come out, especially implying him being involved. He managed to calm down and relax back to his usual levels with some help from his other surrounding friends, some of whom were now also joining in on the debate on whether or not the comment was absolutely hilarious or if it went too far. It was still being hotly debated by a few as they all grabbed their stuff and began to go their separate ways to their classes.

He’d almost been able to forget about the whole ordeal, his brain being filled with useless math and science knowledge that he’d likely forget about it in a couple of weeks’ time, but he was reminded once he arrived home.

Virgil had just dropped into his chair at his desk when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a text from Abigal, causing his flashback. After trying to clear his head once more, Virgil unlocked the phone and was able to read the whole text.

Cat Mom: Super sorry for what happened at lunch today. We didn’t mean for it to go that far or to fuck you up. Legit just wanted to ask if you wanted to come double date with us, we’re going to the amusement park just outside of town on the weekend and I thought you two might like to join us!

It was only once a reply came through that Virgil realised it was a group text.

Sun Dad: Thanks! That sounds super fun!! I’d love to go, if Virgil’s up to come too!

Suddenly, Virgil felt the pressure. He didn’t exactly know what was at the theme park they were talking about, but he knew he was not a fan of rollercoasters or most rides that threw you all around. But he also didn’t want to disappoint Patton by not wanting to go, meaning that either Abigal and Reggie would go alone and Patton would be left out and likely upset, or Patton would go along with them and have act as an awkward third wheel for their already planned date.

Virgil quickly dove for his laptop and threw it open. He nervously drummed his fingers on the edge of the desk as he cursed his laptop for being so slow, giving him even more time to stew in his anxious thoughts. Finally, he was able to log onto his laptop and open a blank notepad document, while the group chat sat open in the background. Virgil felt his heart racing as he stared at the blinking

This was a habit for Virgil. If he wasn’t sure how to respond, wasn’t sure how to phrase exactly what he wanted to say or was worried about his response being sent early when he wasn’t happy about it, then he would open something that he could type into and have it in the bottom corner of his screen. It meant he could write and re-write as much as he liked without having the texting icon pop up for everyone else and he couldn’t accidentally hit enter or send the message before he was ready.

Virgil spent the next 10 minutes typing and re-typing his message as well as watching the minutes slip by on the desktop clock in the bottom corner of his screen. He was still hotly debating in his head if he even wanted to go along, but his want to make Patton happy was slowly proving itself to be the victor. Finally, Virgil copied and pasted his message into the group chat. He paused for a little while, wanting it to look natural and all that.

Moon Dad: I mean, if Patton’s cool with it, sure… I guess. Which place is it?

Virgil was a little taken aback when he saw the name he had. Now, he was curious.

Moon Dad: Wait. Why is my name Moon Dad? Wtf.

Cat Mom: Because Patton is Sun Dad!

Virgil felt his cheeks flushing slightly. That was… surprisingly cute and he really liked it. Them having matching nicknames on this chat just made his heart flutter a little, which somehow flipped an anxiety switch that began to wonder if he was ill. He rolled his eyes and shook the thought away, focusing on the wonderful feeling he felt.

Cat Mom: Also, yes! I am so excited!! Cat Mom: It’s called ‘WonderZone’. Cat Mom: Trust me, it’s way better than the name it has. Cat Mom: We’re going on Saturday! Meet us there at around 10? We’ll be outside the main gate, so we can all go in together!

Sun Dad: I’m so excited!!

Asshole: Sounds good. See you guys then. Asshole: Hey. Rude.

Asshole change their name to Perfect.

Perfect: Much better.

Cat Mom: Uh, wrong!

Virgil smiled wryly as he watched the other couple bicker over their chat, refusing to get involved in their argument. He muted the chat for a while as he knew this would last for at least a solid hour and went about his usual business online. It then occurred to him to look up the amusement park they’d be going to, just to see what they had to offer.

The page was as garish as most theme park websites tended to be, but Virgil was still going to press on and he looked at the attractions the park had to offer. His stomach dropped when he saw that the first group were all a bunch of popular rollercoasters and thrill rides. Virgil stopped researching pretty fast, letting the dread consume him as he really didn’t want to see too much more of these rides.

Virgil was pretty sure he’d just made a huge mistake and he wasn’t sure how he was going to fix it.

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[joyandowen]

Do the boys ever go to the movies? If so can we have a scene where they come out arguing over what they thought the movie was about?

They’re not necessarily arguing about the movie, but they do have a bit of back and forth about the star of it.

Joy has five siblings. Owen knows about exactly none of them, and that seems to be for the best, so far. He’s not sure how differently Owen would treat him if he knew about his family. He has two brothers and a sister who are elites in Hollywood, famous actors, on all the magazine covers, another brother who acts as lead singer/guitarist for one of the biggest bands on the charts, and another sister who brushes elbows with the likes of Versace and Armani, the people not just the companies.

Joy has managed, thus far, to keep himself out of the light his siblings bring upon their family, to the point that he’s fortunate enough not to get recognized. Perhaps through luck, or his siblings insistence of keeping him on the down low until he finds his place in the world, or perhaps because the press isn’t that interested in the crippled youngest sibling in a family of standouts.

Whatever the reason, Joy is glad that he can travel with Owen and he doesn’t have to worry about being recognized. However, he’s sure it will come to pass at some point or another, if only due to the fact that Owen loves everything his family does.

His favorite movies all star Sam or Orion, Joy’s older brothers, he owns every single Daydream Dryads album (also Joy’s brother), and the one and only item of designer anything that Owen has is a ‘honest to God, hundred percent legit, I pre-ordered it, that’s how I know’ pair of Meadow Carlisle shoes that were, in his words, too good to pass up on. They cost upwards of six hundred dollars, and Owen said it was worth it.

So when a new movie comes out starring Owens favorite star, Sam Carlisle, as the dashing male lead, Joy isn’t the slightest bit surprised when Owen insists they go and see it.

It’s amazing, mostly. Well, Sam is amazing. Joy takes a selfie with the poster when they leave the theater and sends it to his eldest sibling, Owen watching him the whole time as he takes the picture and smiles like a dork at his phone.

“Anyways, as I was saying,” Joy begins, hunching a bit under Owen’s arm thrown over his shoulder, “The performance was there, trust me, I’m not hating on the performance. I’m hating on the plot. If anything I think the performance was the only thing that made that movie watchable.”

“I’m not saying you’re wrong,” Owen starts, using the arm hooked around Joy to sip from the dregs of their overpriced soda, “but you are so wrong. The story was good, the plot was good, and the performance, mmm-“ he kisses the tips of his fingers, “fucking amazing. Even if the plot was awful, I wouldn’t have been able to tell past Sam Carlisle’s acting.” Owen shrugs and earns an eye roll in return.

Joy gently unhooks his arm, the extra weight was throwing off his balance and making it hard to walk. “Clearly.”

“I’m serious, Joy! That guy’s, like, the best actor of our generation. He can save all the terrible plots. Like, what was that movie from like two years ago, December in July? Godawful, just the worst. But did I see it in theaters four times? You bet your sweet ass I did. The guy gives such a great performance you almost have to go along with it, y’know?”

Joy laughs, shoving lightly at Owen’s side, “Dude, December in July was garbage and even Sam knows that. I mean watch any of his interviews from that movie and it’s so obvious how much he hated it.” Joy takes the empty soda cup from Owen when the vicious slurping from the straw becomes too much and tosses it in the nearest garbage can.

“No, no, I know. I didn’t say it was good, December in July was a mess. The point I’m trying to make is that Sam Carlisle is a great actor and a national treasure.”

“I guess,” Joy snorts before Owen continues on.

“Also, like, hot? Super hot, holy shit. Like I try not to get all gross and gay over celebrities but I would bend over for him without even stopping to ask why-“

“Owen! Gross!” Joy shrieks, shoving at his side again. Owen tips his heads bit to get a better look at Joy’s pink cheeks. Holy shit he hasn’t made the guy blush this bad in weeks.

“It’s not gross. Why is that gross? I’m just saying Sam Carlisle can rail me and-“ he gets a punch in the arm, and Joy’s face looking more angry now than embarrassed.

“Stop! Jesus. I just- I mean- ugh, he reminds me of my brother! Like I can’t be attracted to him ‘cause then it’s like having the hots for my brother.”

Owen smacks his shoulder and nearly doubles over laughing, which Joy doesn’t appreciate. But Owen doesn’t have the sense of mind to give the poor guy a break. “Dude! We have to fix that! You gotta watch more of his stuff, maybe if we immerse you enough you’ll disconnect that thought and be able to fanboy with me.” He drops the empty popcorn bucket into the next trash can they walk by.

Joy rolls his eyes again, hugging himself as they turn the corner. They’d had to park pretty far away, but it was luckily one of those small towns where everything is in walking distance. “I’ll pass on that.” Joy snorts, rubbing his arms against the wind that rushes through and chills him a little.

“You didn’t even give that much thought, you don’t even want to try?”

“Not really. He’s just. I dunno, I guess he’s just not my type.” Joy shrugs, and turns to give Owen a sideways glance when the other tugs his sweater off and drapes it over Joy’s shoulders. He smiles a little, and he slips his arms through the sleeves, tugging the sweater tighter around himself. Owen snorts that Sam is everyone’s type and Joy just waves a hand at him. “Dude, just let it go,” he laughs.

“I can’t,” Owen says, shaking his head, “I just can’t let this go, what kind of male attracted person doesn’t find Sam Carlisle hot? He’s… Joy, he is God’s perfect creation. Sent down here by the man himself just to turn people like you and me gay.”

Joy throws up his hands, stopping and turning to face Owen, “Fine! Fine, okay. I didn’t wanna tell you this, but I just really want you to drop this, So here it is- I did a movie with him.” Owen reels back, taking a full step backwards to emphasize his surprise.

“What? Fake!”

“Nope, I’m serious, it was back when he was just getting started, it’s called Girls Like Hannah, I was the comatose brother. They gave it to me because I didn’t have to get up through it and it was easy to hide my lack of legs. He played my brother and I have never been able to get past that. Past the brother thing. I will probably never find him attractive.” Joy shrugs, and he tilts his head a bit at the look of pure shock on Owens face.

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“I can’t believe you were in a movie with Sam Carlisle, and you didn’t fucking tell me! You monster.” Owen reaches up, grabbing the drawstrings on the hood and pulling them so Joy gets trapped.

Joy snorts and bats his hands away, pulling the hood back open, “Well I didn’t realize you had such a hardon for him-“

“What’s he like? I mean other than brotherly, what was he like beyond that, is he nice? If he- oh my god- is he gay?”

“He’s married to Elizabeth Steinbar?” Joy frowns, “Can you chill please?”

“Okay he’s married to a woman but he could be bisexual.” Owen grins, throwing his arm over Joy again, and pushing him to walk again.

“I can confidently say that Sam Carlisle doesn’t seem to be the slightest bit gay.” He waves a hand at Owen’s disappointed snort. “Anyways, you wanted ice cream or something right? We passed a shop that does that rolled ice cream stuff on the way here, we’ll stop and get some. I’ll buy, y’know with my Sam Carlisle movie money.” Joy grins.

“So not fair,” Owen huffs, and Joy takes the hand over his shoulder and pulls it into place a kiss on his palm.

“You’ll live. Come on, ice cream!” He grins, tugging on Owen’s arm and pulling him to the shop.

Inside is set up almost like a cute little cafe, with tables around for people to sit at, comfortable music and lights that aren’t too bright. Joy grins and drags Owen in to see what all they’ve got. Owen keeps his arm resting over Joy’s shoulders as they scan the selections, “I think I’m gonna get that s’mores one. It looks fucking good. What about you?”

“I’m leaning towards the strawberry cheesecake.” Joy mumbles, tapping a finger to his chin, “Yeah. Definitely strawberry cheesecake.” He confirms, nodding a little. They finally step up to the counter after a couple in front of them has gotten their ice cream, and place their order, Joy still holding Owen’s arm over his shoulder, fingers twined together.

They move out of the way and they watch as the man behind the counter starts to make their treats. Owen leans his head over a bit to rest his cheek against Joy’s hair, watching the man work with gentle ‘ooh’s. He serves up Owen’s first, and he accepts the cup with his free hand, when Joy’s is finished he does the same. They don’t part until they sit, when it kind of becomes necessary for them to be able to eat.

Joy scoops up a bite of his and hasn’t even gotten it to his mouth yet when he hears Owen making a pleased sound across the table from him. He looks up and Owen is staring at the cup in his hand. “Oh my god this is so good. Holy shit.” He grins and gets another scoop, offering it out to Joy, “Try it, try it, it’s really good!”

It’s so… It’s so good, to see Owen so happy, Joy thinks, and he gently takes Owen’s wrist into his hand, guiding it forward so he can take the bite of ice cream right off the spoon. He contemplates it for a moment, and he hums, nodding. “Yeah that is really good.” He smiles, and he loves the way that Owen smiles back before returning his focus to his food. Joy almost forgets to eat his own because he’s having such a good time just watching Owen be happy.

He finally takes a bite, and his is delicious as well, as he’d expected. He smiles, and he offers Owen a bite, which the brunette happily takes. He mirrors Joy’s earlier tactic and just takes his wrist and eats the bite right out of the spoon.

Joy watches his face twist up into this happy expression, he almost looks like a kid. Eyes closed, grinning from ear to ear.

It’s a rare moment. Joy’s just glad he has quick enough reflexes to grab his phone and snap a picture before the smile goes away.

When Owen’s attention returns to his own cup, Joy’s eyes drift to his phone, and the picture of Owen, as happy as he’s ever seen him. It’s a nice reprieve from the week they’ve been having. Owen’s depression spiking, Joy finding out about what exactly lead to him running away from his life so suddenly, the way he weakly brushed off the idea of the waterpark because he thought it would be too much of an inconvenience for Joy to deal with.

It’s nice to see him happy again.

All Joy wants is to protect that, he wants to see that smile on his face so much more, the brief moments like this where he gets to have it feel far too fleeting, and Joy wants more of it.

He’s in too deep, and he knows it, but he’d happily let himself drown in it if that smile was the last thing he got to see.

[zalrb]

Different anon here, I agree the problem with tvd wasn’t elena, it was the writing. And it’s obvious because after Nina left it didn’t get better. My issue was that elena never lived up to the hype. There was no depth or substance to her character. The writers just expected us to believe that she was this incredibly loving person whose friends would constantly fight for. For example they never go into detail as to why Bonnie has so much love for elena and is willing to die for her. 1/2

“Different anon here, I agree the problem with tvd wasn’t elena, it was the writing. And it’s obvious because after Nina left it didn’t get better. My issue was that elena never lived up to the hype. There was no depth or substance to her character. The writers just expected us to believe that she was this incredibly loving person whose friends would constantly fight for. For example they never go into detail as to why Bonnie has so much love for elena and is willing to die for herWhich never made sense because they never had any flashbacks or sentimental memories that explained the reason for this strong bond. And the writers constantly made everyone who disagreed with elena an outcast. Like in season 1 Caroline/elena are frenemies but the writers switched it up to them all being friends. And Katherine being the bad version of elena. I agree as well about Stefan and Bonnie having the potential to be protagonists.”

Well I go into great detail about the problem with Elena quite often: 

Elena does have a clearly defined personality the problem is that the personality lacks follow through and therefore it doesn’t have clearly defined execution.

Elena is supposed to be a deeply empathetic and compassionate person who loves passionately and makes reckless decisions to keep those she loves safe. She is supposed to be a caretaker, which is why in 2x04 when Caroline is trying to drive a wedge between her and Stefan she tells Elena she’s too maternal not to have kids. She is supposed to be understanding and non-judgemental, which gives her the ability to ‘see the good in everyone.’ She is also supposed to have “darkness” in her because she will do morally questionable things to ensure the outcome she wants and she can be emotionally manipulative although that’s mostly towards Damon. And after watching season 2, I’m realizing she is supposed to have a legit martyr complex.

But like I said, the problem is follow-through. Elena can’t have a martyr complex when the narrative works so hard to keep her from actually having to sacrifice anything, the intent to martyr herself is not enough because it makes the audience go, easy for you to say, Elena, you don’t actually have to be the Bonnie in this situation, do you?

Elena being empathetic and compassionate doesn’t really work that well when she’s dating the man who single-handedly terrorized each and every one of her friends 

*note* from another post of mine: 

If Elena can’t help but try and find a modicum of goodness in everyone around her that she would do mental gymnastics to find something in Damon, then her empathy would have to be a huge problem, like it would kind of have to drive her crazy. Like there’s a scene in Grey’s Anatomy when Meredith and Derek are fighting because they have a patient who is a serial killer and Meredith sympathizes with him and Derek is like, he is a fucking serial killer! and she watches his execution because she wants to show compassion and she sort of has a breakdown because of it

[cont’d] and she doesn’t even come across as a good friend because when she is with her friends, if they’re not talking about her problems and are instead talking about Caroline’s issues and the one, two times they talk about Bonnie, Elena doesn’t say much, she usually just shrugs or makes a noise (and that’s not Elena’s fault, that’s the writing’s fault).

Her being maternal and caretaker doesn’t work well when Elena doesn’t actually do much to show this. All she really does is hug people and that’s not enough. When Jeremy is a legit drug dealer in season 1 and gets into a fight with Tyler when he’s drunk and has an actual bottle, Elena literally lets Jeremy walk away, she pretty much let’s Jeremy do his own thing, if she’s as worried about him as the show is trying to tell us she is, then that’s when Elena goes to the smokers den and drags him into class, it’s when she’s blowing up his phone and calling everyone he hangs out with. She needs to be involved not passively concerned.

And the other thing is because Elena is supposed to be such a nice person and the show just wants to make her this wholeheartedly good person they forget that good people can have complex emotions. 

*from yet another post of mine* 

the show wants to show that Elena is so understanding and can see things from every possible perspective that she could hug Tyler even after he brought a werewolf to the lakehouse and tried to hunt her and Stefan and kill them and I’m just kind of like … … I don’t buy it because you guys aren’t really selling it because you don’t give me the details that make that kind of behaviour seem realistic and not Mary Sue-ish. What I would need for that to be realistic is a scene, a quick one, where Damon is telling Elena that Tyler is a threat and needs to be killed and Stefan is saying that Tyler doesn’t need to be killed but he’s still potentially a threat and Elena being like well Damon you killed his uncle and all of us helped cover it up and now that he’s found out I don’t exactly blame him for being angry at us, he has every right to be angry at us, I have no idea what I would do if Jeremy wasn’t wearing the ring when you killed him so I think we just need to approach this with understanding since Tyler is in his right! And then she and Stefan go to the lakehouse and what happened happens and Tyler is MORE visibly shaken by what happened because Tyler is just kind of like “oh. my bad”

but if he was actually like on the ground, crying being like, I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S RIGHT OR WRONG ANYMORE and Elena kneels next to him and holds him then I could buy that.

Once again, in BTVS, Willow endangers Buffy’s younger sister Dawn because she’s going through a magic addiction and it creates a situation where Dawn actually slaps her and Buffy is walking away from Willow and Willow like falls to the ground, crying, saying she needs help

and even though Buffy is FURIOUS she still comforts her

[cont’d] Elena should have that. Elena should struggle with the idea of martyring herself, she should be like Stefan, do you really think I want to die? I’m seventeen, of course I don’t want to die, this entire situation sucks but what sucks more is that everyone else is bending over backwards doing things that will get them killed to make sure I stay alive, I would rather just be dead. You can call me selfish if you want, but none of you are dying if I can help it. Just something like that. Instead we get her having a breakdown over the fact that she was supposed to grow up and have kids and not become a vampire, they should’ve changed that to her breaking down about the choice she made but also not regretting it.

But characterization is not a problem unique to Elena. Damon has PLENTY of contradictions:

Season 1 was all about how Damon would do anything to get Katherine back — it’s not like Elena awakened in Damon the capacity to feel because he’d been feeling and waiting for Katherine for over 100 years. So when Stefan and Damon have that exchange in 2x01 when Stefan goes on and on about how Damon feels something for Elena and he won’t let Katherine come in and destroy that part of him and in season 3, when he’s like “I get it, Elena, I care too much. How ironic.” I’m sitting there like but that part of him was NEVER destroyed! Damon’s problem is that he can’t handle what he feels so he kills people because it’s easier than dealing with his shit. If anything it was Stefan who was unwilling to feel, unwilling to be vulnerable and let someone in and meeting Elena forced him to do that […]

And Damon doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he feels emotions deeply when he kills people because he’s hurt, he’s not stoic and he’s not a brooder, he doesn’t hide how he feels.

And I’ve spoken about the friend dynamics:

With Caroline and Elena I said that I would want actual development there. One of the issues with Elena is that the show just wanted her to be all around likeable, she had no problems with anyone and if anyone had problems with her it was a that person thing not a them and Elena thing. But Caroline and Elena would be more believable as friends and more interesting as friends if they started out as frenemies, if we kept it here

and we found out more about their backstory and how things used to be when Elena’s parents were alive, Elena essentially being the Serena to Caroline’s Blair except not as close as Serena and Blair yet close enough for Elena to care if Caroline got hurt

then Caroline became a vampire and got introduced into that world and through saving her life from Damon and Stefan teaching her and her just being around all the time and Bonnie not fully embracing the vampirism thing, the two of them got closer and became friends more than frenemies

I think that would’ve been better and I would’ve development over they’ve all been BEST friends since they were kids.

For Bonnie and Elena, I need a reason why Bonnie and Elena are bonded for life. I need a reason why Bonnie would go so hard for Elena and I need reciprocity. The issue with TVD is that the writers seem to think that hugging all the time shows closeness because really that’s all Elena does for Bonnie, she hugs her

and they have great chemistry as friends but they don’t have a story. What Bonnie and Elena need is an understanding that only they get.

but these aren’t problems that only relate to Elena and her friendships, I have a post about all of the friendships here: http://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/171218100600/do-you-have-any-posts-explaining-why-tvd

But the issue I was having with that anon is that they kept conflating characterization with agency because for the way all of the characters are actually written, Caroline or Jeremy or Jenna or Alaric or Enzo or Matt would not make better “less boring” protagonists because they are not active. Is there potential in having them as protagonists, yes, but there was potential in having Elena as a protagonist too. As I said, Bonnie is the one who actually goes through an active journey and has to save people and has to sacrifice and has to learn spells and battle ancient vampires so aligning with her would be radically different than aligning with Elena but not so much anyone else and as you said, we see that in seasons 6-8. Caroline’s storyline in season 6 doesn’t go anywhere. Her mother died but Stefan and her relationship to him is really what we focus on, like seriously, they make her confront him about their relationship at her mother’s funeral and then have her turn off her humanity because he wouldn’t tell her he likes her. How is that any better than season one? In season 7, she’s impregnated without her consent and knowledge and instead of focusing on how that would affect her, we focus on Ric’s feelings. She doesn’t drive plot, she reacts to story. Bonnie was stuck in a Prison World with two serial killers then she was stuck in it alone and became suicidal and then had to claw her way out of the world, that’s an active plot and she drove it. 

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #164

“on my forehead, a birthmark; remove it with a kiss of the knife, even if it causes me to die.”

Do you look like your mom? I'm told I do, but never seen it? Then again I'm bad at noticing subtle facial differences. When was the last time you overslept? I never have a time I need to get up now, so, couldn't tell you. What would you do if you could do anything without failing? Hm. One thing? That's tough. I guess... ride a rollercoaster without getting sick or, y'know, dying? I really, really wanna experience the adrenaline, but. Name something that happened to you that was completely unexpected? Bitch I don't even think my mother believed I would get over Jason. I feel like anyone who knew me well would've thought I'd never actually heal. Do you judge people that have multiple piercings? As if, when I want a lot. Have you read the Bible? Little of it. Do you think it’s cruel to keep an animal in a cage while you’re away? Depends on the size of the cage, if they're destructive when alone, and how long you're gone. Are there any lyrics to describe your current crush/relationship? "If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn" by SwS screams. Do you ever receive comments on your weight? Not unless it's a doctor and I ask or if I'm asking Mom if I look like I lost any. Is there anything that you do just to make other people happy? Sometimes. When you need a temporary escape, what do you do? Go to sleep. What was the last lie that you believed in? I dunno. How long did your last feelings of heartbreak last? Like a year and a half. Do you ever have difficulty opening pill-bottle caps? Rarely. Are you uncomfortable with being photographed? No. How vivid are your memories? They can be extremely vivid while others are totally blurry. What is the worst question that someone could ask you? If I was offered a certain cold medicine. Or if someone asked about my left wrist. One would probably make me cry, the other would bury me in embarrassment. Have you ever ridden in a car with someone who was high? The driver. I was fucking terrified. That gets your ass in jail here. Who is the best hugger you know? I dunno. Sara and Girt both give great hugs. Juan did. I just like hugs okay. What is the next concert you will attend? Mom and I are desperately gonna try for Metallica in January. She literally cried and laughed hysterically when she found out they were coming; it was the sweetest damn thing I'd ever seen. Always told her we're going before she dies, and I plan on ensuring that. It's her dream. The tickets are just unsurprisingly more expensive than the average concert with who they are. What is the longest you have ever slept? Around 12 hours. Have you ever had to be put to sleep for an operation? Yes, tubes in ears and cyst removal. Have you ever had to clean up someone else’s vomit? No, and there is no fucking way I ever could. Human or animal. I would puke. Do you have any friends that are more than 2 years younger than you? One off the top of my head. Have you ever kissed some one with braces? No. Have you ever been able to do a split? Nope, not even when I was in dance. Are you intimidated by the last person you know talked badly about you? Embarrassingly, to some degree. Now in my defense, I'm afraid of most people, but she is a witch that fires straight for your insecurities, and I think it's pretty clear that I'm extremely sensitive. Have you ever cried in school? In the bathroom, I know I have, but I think I probably have teared up in class. What is the most times you have thrown up in one day? I dunno, maybe 4+ when I've had a virus? Last person to say your name? Mom, probs. Are any of your siblings married? Two are, no clue about Tiffany. Do you think the last person you kissed has ever lied to you? I'm aware she has, but I'm sure I probably did too when we were both asshole kids lmao. Who was your closest friend 4 years ago? Are you still close to that person? Colleen, and no. Have you ever liked someone else when you already had a boyfriend/girlfriend? What happened? It was one of the reasons I broke up with him. Is there a certain song that never seems to get old, no matter how many times you hear it? I will always be in the mood for Manson's "Third Day of a Seven Day Binge." Do you like to have croutons in your salad? Ugh no. Which do you find more irritating - sunburn or bug bites? Sunburn. What shape/type of fry do you like best [waffle fry, curly fry, steak fry, sweet potato fry, tater tot, etc.]? Hmm maybe curly. What’s your favorite type of bird? Barn owls. How many friends do you have on Facebook? 114. What pet names do you use with your significant other? OH GOD. "Honeybee," "pretty woman," "love(ly)," "sweetie," "hun(ny)," "babe," "baby(girl)," and yeesh probably more. Do you carry any means of protection on you while out in public? No, but I do plan on getting pepper spray once I'm more independent/on my own. Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? Nooooo I ain't dyin' today. What is something that most people wouldn’t know about you from simply looking at you? I was once in great shape oops. What’s your longest road trip? I can't recall if Florida or NY was longer... Do you have any videos on your phone? If so, of what? Yes, the video that Sara sent me of Jem reaching for her. Actually the most precious thing I've seen. Do you think that your bedroom is a reflection of your personality? Or would people look at your room and misjudge you? Sure. Who would you really like to become better friends with? Yeesh, a lot of people... Mostly old friends. Do you personally know anybody who has more than five tattoos? Yeah. How big is your bed? Queen. Have you ever been to a bachelor or bachelorette party? No. Do you think it’s important for children to have a father figure in their life as they grow up? Gave some thought to this, and no. It's preferable to have two parents, but who says gender really matters? Just give the child two caring, unwaveringly supportive adults that can both teach them different things. Tbh I think having gay parents would allow you to grow up more open-minded anyway. Do you include your middle initial in your signature? Only if I'm supposed to. Have you ever imagined how it would feel kissing a certain someone? Yeah. Have you ever taken a picture with Santa when you were little? Yes. If you could have one more pet, what? One more python morph. Something you want to buy real bad? A drawing tablet. Something you would NEVER buy? Traditional mouse traps came to mind first. Inhumane as all hell. Now those that get them caught in a box, sure, because it in no way harms them. Just take them outside, asshole. What do you think will happen when you die? Hopefully, go to a positive afterlife of peace. It'd be amazing if you saw Heaven as you've always pictured it, but who knows how that works. I just about actually pray that you see loved ones again. Could you wait until marriage for sex? I could, yeah, but I'm pretty sure I dropped the abstinence thing. How would you describe your sense of humor? Dry and incredibly sarcastic. Do you share a middle name with any of your siblings? Yes. Do you currently have any bruises on your body? No. Can you cry on command? If so, have you ever used it to your advantage? No. Have you ever seen a lunar eclipse? A good number, yeah. A solar one? No. :c Do you know anyone who writes huge essays when they message you? Yeah, I don't mind! Show interest in talking!! Do you think your first love still loves you? Definitely not. I don't think he has a spot for me anywhere in his heart, really. Are you someone who has to analyze everything? Hi, I'm Brittany. What’s the last thing that scared the hell out of you? Mom popping up at my door talking when I had NO clue she was home. Do you have any awkward music downloaded on your iPod? I have "Daddy" by PSY can I jump off a bridge now. Have you ever been to church? What was it like? Yes, and it's something I've never enjoyed since being a little kid. Even in my more religious phases, I didn't enjoy it. It's boring and revolves way too much around "God is in control of everything," which sorry, don't believe so. Has a member of the opposite sex ever seen you naked? Yes. Do you use an umbrella when it rains? No. What articles of clothing have you been wanting to buy/did you buy recently? BITCH let me be small enough to wear gothic-looking corsets like I am TURNED ON. Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? No. If you could either be fire resistant or breathe underwater, which would you rather be capable of? Hmmm fire resistant, I guess. Have you ever bought fake money and tried to make it pass for real? No. Have you ever had to sell something for a school fundraiser? Yup. If you have any piercings, who did them? Claire's and then two parlors here. Do you know someone who had completely changed for the worse when he/she started hanging out with another person? If so, who? HAHAHAHA JASON. He got closer to the ego-fueled Dillon, and then he began to change. Have you ever been pulled over, but just let off with a warning? No. Do you like mash-up songs? Occasionally. What do you consider to be a bad grade? For me, a low B. Would you ever consider adopting a child with a severe mental illness? If I wanted kids, probably not. I don't think I'd be the appropriate guardian for one with severe disorders. Have you ever pole danced before? No. Have you ever seen a live bat? Yes. Has a pet ever stolen food from you as you were eating it? Probably. Are you more comfortable kissing a boy or a girl? No preference. Have you ever kissed someone and hated it? He kissed me, but it was legit awful. Who in your family is the hardest to please? Grandma. Would you ever pierce your “private” areas? *holds out holy cross @ parlor* What type of humor do you find funniest? CLEVER. And, surprisingly, self-deprecating if you cast it as confident. I just like when people are able to joke about themselves. NOW, this is a sense of humor to be careful with of course, but some can use it hilariously. What types of things fascinate you? WOWIE SO MUCH!! Caves, outer space, how spiders design webs, lightning bugs, abandoned buildings and shacks, animal behavior (especially w/ social species), witchcraft, the paranormal, and... wow, so much more. The universe is just incredible! What kind of place would you want to raise your children? Answering for if I actually wanted them: Out. In. Nature. It's a shame how reliant we are on technology - myself included -, so I'd want my children to know true fun and knowledge is found outdoors. Teach them an appreciation for the outdoors and the creatures we share this planet with. So I'd definitely want to live out in the woods more than I naturally do. Has your father met the boy you currently love? *girl, but yes. Haven't directly asked him, but I'm quite sure he likes her. Would you rather spend a whole day with your mom or your dad? Probably Dad. He's easier to get along with, very fun, and then I just don't get to see him nearly enough. What serial killer do you find most disturbing? Don't know much about any, but I know Charles Manson was all kinds of fucked up. Have you ever written or received a suicide note? Written. Do you have the same color hair as your siblings? Yes. Do you have the same color eyes as your siblings? Only Bobby. What is your favorite type of cat? Persian. What’s your opinion on tattoos in the workforce? How about piercings? JUDGE BY WORK ETHIC, NOT HOW THEY FUCKING LOOK. Do women breastfeeding in public make you feel uncomfortable? Why or why not? If you have a problem with a mother feeding her hungry child naturally, I don't want to know you. At all. This is a "controversial" topic where it is only black and white: You're either an ignorant ass, or an intelligent human being that knows what the hell breasts are for. Who in your life makes you the most uncomfortable? My sister's husband, probably. He's against just about everything about me, and his judgment is pretty damn intense. I don't go to church, my hair "isn't feminine" like it "should be," and I'm in a gay relationship. I'm aware he doesn't like me even though he tries to put on a nice face. Is there anything that you do just to make other people happy? Ha, shave my legs. What band would you most like to meet? Lemme meet Ozzy before he passes away 'cuz I need to THANK HIS ASS, plus he cracks me up. Do you have a least favorite day of the year? Not particularly... Well, I realized this year now that I'm healed that Jason's and my anniversary date gives me anxiety. I look back at just how demolished I was and wonder what it would be like if I never got help. 99.99% sure I'd be dead by now. Do you want someone you can’t have? No, I have her. :''''') When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face? Over a week back. I legitimately wanted to punch her. When was the last time you totally broke down? It's been awhile. Has a friendship ended recently that you wish had not? No. Do you ever listen to country music? It is rare as fuck if I actively look for a country song. Would you have sex with the 5th person on your text inbox? WELL, she's a minor, so, but she's also not my type romantically. She's a lil sis to me. Are you attracted to the last person that kissed you? Yes. If you could seek revenge on someone would you? No. What are you listening to right now? "Mutter" by Rammstein, ahhhh it's gorgeous & I wanna make a character influenced by the concept. Are you afraid of death? Not really. Do you think you have to be skinny in order to be beautiful? Fuck off. Have you ever drooled in public? Maybe? I don't recall a situation. Have you ever been bitten by a dog? No. Would you ever shave your head? The one and only situation I could see myself doing this is if my child had to have this happen for cancer or something and they were self-conscious, so I'd do the same. Have you ever drawn a picture with sidewalk chalk? Yeah, I used to love playing with chalk. What is the worst possible way to die? Maybe burning alive. Or getting slowly eaten alive. Have you ever burnt yourself with a lighter? No, I don't mess with them. They scare me. Would you ever meet someone you met online? Already have, and there's more I'd love to meet. Have you ever kissed the TV? Not to my memory. Would you rather visit a sunflower field or a pumpkin patch? Sunflower field. Have you ever found a four leaf clover? Yes, the day of or a couple after Dad left. I found a patch of them, actually. When you’re being kissed, do you like it when they hold your face? Yeah. Explain why you stopped kissing the last person you kissed? Well she had a plane waiting for her lmao. If you were on life support, would you want to be taken off? YES. FUCKING PLEASE. DO NOT LET ME SUFFER LIKE THAT. Who was your first kiss? First person I romantically kissed on the cheek was Juan, Juan was the first to kiss me, first *actual* kiss was Jason. What’s your favorite form of dancing? Modern. Make it some sorta creepy and creative shit. What’s the most disturbing thing you’ve ever been through? Hmmm. I guess uh. Obsessive and invasive thoughts? Have you ever been to a race track? (horses) No. Are you good at braiding hair? Don't even know how to. Or are you into PETA and all that? They're too extreme. Have you ever hugged someone for over a minute? Yeah. Would you ever get a tattoo on your collar bone? I already have one, but I don't even want it anymore. I have ideas I like more for them. It's my ohana one, but that's not really a suitable one for me? Family via blood, you're an ass? I'm not associating with you. "Family" by intense friendship, that ends if someone turns into an asshole too. Probably gonna end up getting it covered. Do you check your texts right away when you receive them? Yeah. Is there one person you look at and automatically smile? Sara and Mark. No seriously, there will probably be at least a small one there. Do you wake up cranky? Rarely. I can be if someone wakes me up, though. I'm generally okay when I wake up naturally. Do you get offended if someone repeatedly checks their mobile phone when you’re out for lunch or dinner? Like non-stop, I'm not offended, I just think it's pretty rude. Who is your favorite character from Friends? Don't watch it. How would you deal with a significant other who cried all the time? Try my absolute best to help them. What is your favorite flavor of Monster? I hate that stuff. Tastes like poison. Have you ever ran from the police? No. Have you ever written on someone’s face in your yearbook? Ha ha yup. Do you have any trophies? Yeah, in "treasure boxes" as we call them for sure. Would you cheat on someone for revenge? Or if they wouldn’t find out? No, I hate that shit. So petty. Rate your self confidence: 1 being insecure and 10 being cocky: Like... two or three. Does your family have a secret? Not that I know of. When/where are you most likely to sing? In the car. Are you in shape or more out of shape? HA. Do you have sympathy for those who hurt you? I guess it depends. Do you spend too much time at home? I'm just about a hermit because I have *nowhere* to go. I don't hang out with people, don't have a car. It sure is fun. Do you require visual assistance (i.e.; glasses or contacts)? I have glasses. My vision is atrocious without it, right eye especially. Ever held a newborn animal? Kittens, yes. Have any unpleasant public transit stories to tell? No. Are you afraid of failure? Yep. Have you been called a bad influence? Only by Colleen's mom, that I know of. Apparently me hanging out at the house and talking to and helping his mother whenever she needed it as well as always smiling at him was just awful for Keegan. What about Chinese food? Love it or hate it? Not a fan. All I ever like are fried rice and eggrolls. Do you get stage fright? When I was a dancer, I really didn't. Now if I was alone, probably would. Any current family issues? When is there not at least slight issues. Nothing big, though. Who is the last friend you spent time with outside of school? She's not my friend anymore, but Colleen. I haven't hung out with a current friend in many, many months. Do you think that people have the power to make their own lives better? YES!!! Literally never forget this. What is the biggest problem in your life right now? Extreme loneliness. What is the last movie you watched all the way through? Slender Man. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? No. Do you feel like nobody understands you? The only two that I believe certainly do are Sara especially, but also Mom. What’re your plans for today? I have therapy at four, got a shitload to talk about, and after that I have to take my files there to vocational rehab. Maybe drive around to look for photograph opportunities if Mom's up for it. That's it. Do you have a common first name? Very. I'm thankful it's a name I actually like, though. Do you know anyone with a lazy eye? Knew someone. Do you like spicy chips? Omfg YES. What’s the last movie you watched at a friend’s house? *former friend, Shrek. Her son loves it so we watched it almost every time I was over and bitch no complaints. Do you have any tattoos on your arms? Two, then another if you count my shoulder. Do you own a tea pot? No. Can you remember your parents’ birthdays? Mom's. I remember it because mine's Feb. 5th, then all I need to know is August as hers is August 5th. I know Dad's is in April. Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed? Well we were right outside an airport.