#like sharing is caring and love your neighbour and shit

[jinx-rants]

The trouble with humans is that over our history our capacity for empathy didn’t evolve at the same pace as our capacity to do harm.

Doing harm is easy. Drop a bomb, kill a couple hundred thousand people.

Grieve and mourn and have empathy for those people and their families and a traumatized country? Really really hard. Maybe even impossible. Actually having empathy for each human murdered would crush any individual person.

Empathy is a skill that we have to learn and stretch and grow just like any other, and instead we learn how to kill each other and the planet.

[sexyandcringe]

As much as you love to spend time with Suna Rintarou, you hate asking for it.

And as much as you hate asking for it, you still catch yourself tapping on his name, texting him to let him know you are free for the day because your friends ditched you.

Y/N: Yo, my girls went to war and left me alone and broken (they ditched me), wanna bangout?

Y/N: I meANT HANGOUT***

Y/N: We can bang too, though. Later.

It takes him around 10 minutes to reply, just as you’re about to hop in the shower.

Rin: Sure, let’s do that

Rin: When are you coming?

Y/N: I’ll take a quick shower and i’ll be over?

Rin: Bet. Text me when you done.

You leave a thumbs up reaction and head into the shower, already excited by the idea of meeting up with Rintarou.

It’s been a year now — this messy, no-strings, fwb thing you’ve got going; And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like him, but these kind of things never end well for you, so you keep it casual, hit him up when you need some company (or a good fuck). it’s not like you don’t have a life; you’ve got your friends, your books to read, a job to do. You’re good on your own. 

You know Rintarou is not one for anything serious, but he is a good guy overall. He doesn’t just reduce you to a fuck-buddy, he sees you as a friend and cares for you, like friends do, but that’s all you’ll ever be to him. A friend and a good fuck.

That doesn’t stop you from parking in front of his building, walking up to the third floor stairs because his lift is always fucking broken, and knocking on his door with a wide smile and a basket full of snacks.

“Hey loser,” you greet, holding up the basket, "Got you some snacks.” 

His face remains stoic, unimpressed as he stares at you, “Fruits are not snacks, Y/N.”

Your only reply is pushing him aside and stepping inside, putting the basket on his kitchen table like you own the place. Suna Rintarou may be a professional athlete, but you really have to put up a fight with him for him to eat some fruits, and this is one of your battle tactics.

“I climbed, like, a thousand stairs. gimme some water.” you demand, flopping down in a chair around the table,  playing with the little cat statue in the middle of it. The one you got him when you were in Milan — black and white, scowling with a tiny green collar. It looks just like him and you still think it’s one of the cutest gifts you got him.

He scoffs but heads to the fridge anyway, grabbing a bottle and pouring it into your heart-shaped glass. the one you made him swear not to let anyone else touch. it was your heart-shaped glass that you bought for yourself, and since Rintarou’s apartment is like a second home to you, leaving it here was just as natural as breathing. 

“Am i your slave now?” he grumbles, setting the glass in front of you.

You grin, “You love being my slave.” 

Rintarou swears he is going to wipe that stupid grin off your face soon. Tonight.

There is always something to talk about when you are with him.

The latest drama about his new manager, your neighbour who you are 100% sure is growing weed in their backyard, your coworker who might actually be satan in disguise; and when you run out of shit to say, you end up watching anime together, stealing each other’s snacks in-between kisses. All normal, absolutely nothing weird about kissing your homies on the lips, you tell yourself, especially if said homie is a complete hot mess of an athlete with the body of a Greek god and the most annoyingly perfect hands you’ve ever seen.

So every time you hang out with Rintarou, you end up with your limbs tangled with his, sharing heavy breaths at the rhythm of his heartbeat, and while you feel so full of him in those moments, he always leaves a hole bigger than before in the depth of your soul.

You’ve lost count of how many guys dumped your miserable ass with some variation of “you talk about suna too much”. Like you could just turn your heart off for him on command.

Not that any of them gave a shit about you either — most of them just wanted a warm body for the night, which, honestly, is probably all you’re good for.

Sometimes you wonder if Rin also sees you just as a piece of meat.

Maybe he’s just really good at acting like a friend.

You tell your friends that it’s just physical and there’s no way you’d fall for someone like him, but you can’t tell them that the idea of him seeing you just as a good fuck and nothing more hurts you more than it should do.

“i’m going to italy in a few weeks,” he says, sitting on the edge of the bed next to your half-asleep body, a strawberry lollipop lazily tucked between his lips.

You remove your sheets and sit up slowly before replying: “Okay.”

It’s going to be okay. It’s not the first time he’s gone out of the country, and he always comes back to you, be it in a month or two. You’ve done it before, you can do it this time too. It’s not a big-

“I don’t know when i’ll be back.”

Silence.

Usually, you’re good at hiding your feelings from him, keeping them caged under your throat, unspoken truths that you gulp down like heavy crumbs, but today you are doing a terrible job at that.

“What do you mean you don’t know?” It slips out a little too rough for your liking, a little too desperate.

“I got a sponsorship for an italian team and I want to see where this takes me. If it doesn’t work out in Italy I may shift to Spain or Sweden like Kageyama. I don’t think I’ll be back for a while.” He quickly glances at you, as if scared to meet your eyes. fucking coward.

You sit in silence, letting his words sink, letting the emotions stabilize and settle down for once.

You nod, “I see, i get it.”

You don’t. You don’t get it at all, any of it, but you can’t let him see you this weak.

You pick up your things, from the underwear thrown across the room to the toothbrush you left in his bathroom. You kiss him one last time, a simple peck on the lips - soft, quick, nothing like you want it to be, but you hope it will leave his lips burning, and you wave him goodbye, trying your best not to look at the broken expression he’s giving you. You can’t.

Driving back to your house feels sour and empty and when you open the door to your room the first thing you see is a small polaroid on your nightstand, a picture of Rin lying in the grass, smiling wide, while Luffy, his corgi, lays atop of him, snuggling his nose in it’s owner’s neck, and then there’s you, a blur of hands and open mouth at the edge of the frame because you couldn’t make it in the picture. Yet, it was one of the prettiest pictures you’ve ever taken of Rintarou.

You stare at it long enough to feel your heart cracking bit by bit.

And you break.

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[gotta-winwin]

heat of july | b.sk

⭐ starring: boo seungkwan  💌 genre: comfort, fluff | wc: 1.6k 💬 preview: He loved everything about the countryside equally, except for you. He loved you much more than he loved anything else. 

cw/tw: small town romance, tangerine farmer!seungkwan with a love of poetry, loosely adapted from when life gives you tangerines, ex!vernon

🪽fic rating: pg  ☁️ masterlist & a/n: a little abstract, but as tiya (@gyubakeries ) put it: the simplicity of it made it feel more raw. at least, i hope. thank you so much for betaing and calming my fears, my love <3

now playing: forever by noah kahan 

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There was something tortuous about the heat of July. 

Seungkwan couldn’t pinpoint what it was exactly, but the scorch of the sun beating down his back as he tended to his tangerine farms made him feel like dying. Or giving up. Uprooting his life and moving to the big city like all his friends had. 

But there was just something about the tender craft of growing fruit and the feel of the countryside that Seungkwan loved. How his own hands could bring life into something and make it grow strong. How everyone seemed to know one another in this small corner of the world. Seungkwan romanticized the shit out of his hometown and he enjoyed the cinematic feel it gave him. 

He wrote verse upon verse of poetry dedicated to everything around him. The ocean breeze that always carried a hint of salt. His baby tangerines trees reaching for the sun. His rickety old rocking chair. His lover’s hair glinting in the afternoon light as she leaned against the porch railing. 

He loved everything about the countryside equally, except for you. He loved you much more than he loved anything else. 

You came to Seungkwan in a teal colored van, decorated with colorful bumper stickers, marks of rust and a fist-sized dent on the fender. 

“Hey, neighbour!” You had smiled at him as he stared at you, open-mouthed at the scene in front of him. It had been clear to him that you were from the city. “I love the farming aesthetic you’ve got here.” You wave a hand at his field and the tangerine saplings Seungkwan had planted with care, row by row. 

“Thanks.” He had replied dumbly, watching as you unloaded equally colorful suitcases from the trunk of your car. He walks down to assist and the smile on your face grows brighter. 

Seungkwan listens to you ramble on about your road trip from the big city to his hometown, and he could already hear himself composing his next poem. He didn’t have the verses just yet, but he knew it’d be something about the sun, and you. How your smile felt warmer on his face than any sun in the midst of July. 

You spent most of your time in the kitchen because of two things: the window sitting above the sinks face the sunrise and the window opposite those had a perfect view of Seungkwan’s tangerine farm. 

You saw him singing to his crops, now tall enough to reach his knees. They’ve sprouted baby leaves along the thin branches, and Seungkwan tended to them with care and gentleness. You watched him baby each plant like his own child. 

Occasionally, he’d glance up and catch you staring. A teasing smile would cross his face and he’d tip his hat in your direction. 

“You’re a great singer, Mr. Boo.” You’d tell him one afternoon in June, leaning out your window with your hair in the breeze. 

“Any song requests, ma’am?” A speck of dust on his left cheek catched your attention as he stood up to greet you. He gestured to his growing trees. “Good tunes always make them grow faster and stronger.” 

You raised an eyebrow. “And is that scientifically proven?” 

“Nah.” He smiled, eyes glancing down at his plants as if to share an inside joke with them. “It just does.” 

“Alright, then.” You played along. “Sing me something you think I’d like.” 

Seungkwan fixes you with a longing stare. “Alright, ma’am.” He hums a tune and although you can’t catch the exact lyrics, his voice flows through your ears like orange juice and honey. 

You watched him continue his work. You fall in love. 

Seungkwan likes how you seem to glow with the setting sun behind you. You’re both sprawled out on the picnic blanket in the middle of his tangerine grove, now taller than both of you but still thin and empty of fruit.

Seungkwan tells you it takes about 4-5 years for a tangerine tree to bear fruit. You tell him you’re patient enough for the wait. 

It’s silent as you stare at the lowering horizon and Seungkwan stares at you. 

“You give nice silence.” He mumbles against your ear, pulling you closer to his chest. 

You laugh, and it reverberates through his lungs. “Thank you. You do too.” 

He basks in your presence and the tangerine trees bloom around the two of you. Seungkwan falls in love. “Y/N.” 

You hum. “Yes?” 

“I think you should move in with me.” 

“You think?” 

Seungkwan laughs at your quip, kissing your forehead and nodding. “Yes. Move in with me.” 

“Okay.” 

Both of you ignore the fact that his question sounded more like a marriage proposal than a casual thing. Both of you knew this wasn’t one bit casual at all. 

The tangerines trees are high enough to cover the sun by the time another car rolls up on you and Seungkwan’s shared driveway. 

You know who it is before they step out of the driver’s seat. There’s an unmistakable bumper sticker that is the missing piece of the one still sitting on your car. 

“I’ll be right back.” You promise Seungkwan. You trust him enough to know he won’t hold it against you.

“I’ll be out in the field.” Seungkwan presses a kiss worth a thousand words against your lips and gets up to grab his farmer’s hat. He trusts you enough to let you go. 

He knows you’d be back. He just knows. 

“Vernon. Hi.” You step out of your shared house and greet your past lover on the wrap around porch. 

Vernon looks the same as he did three years ago. “Hey. Please come home.” He cuts straight to the chase and you appreciate him for it. 

“I can’t.”

Vernon scoffs. “Do not tell me you’re actually happy here. You hate the countryside– all the dirt and grime and labour. The distance from society. You only left because I pissed you off.” 

He was right. You had hated all those things, but it felt like a previous life now. “My fiance doesn’t let me touch the dirt, or the grime. He doesn’t make me do the labour. And the distance from society is not that bad when everyone you love also lives in the countryside.” 

You pretend you don’t see the color drain from Vernon’s face. 

“I’m sorry.” You tell him, because a bit of you is. “I like my life here.” 

“And what about what we had? You liked your life then too.” 

“I left and it took you three years to come looking for me.” You counter, and he grows quiet. 

“I’m sorry. Come back home, please.” 

You think about it for a second. You allow yourself to imagine what it’d be like going back to a life with your corporate job, cooking dinner every night, waiting for Vernon to come home from his busking gig with his friends. “I can’t–” You pause, and you voice out what you really want to say. “I don’t want to.” 

You watch Vernon get back into his car and drive off. You watch until you can no longer see his confused face in the rearview mirror. You know he used to love you like it was the simplest thing in the world. Like breathing. Yet you turn and you run to your lover. 

You find him surrounded by his tangerine trees, his hands in his pockets as he mumbles the next verse of whatever poem he was currently working on in his head. And in that moment, you knew you were always meant to love a poet. Be loved by one. 

He turns and you throw yourself at him. 

Seungkwan let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Hey there, pretty.” He kisses your ear as your arms wrap around him. He doesn’t speak about Vernon, but he knows. 

“I love you.” You say it because you need him to hear it. To know. 

“I know. I love you too.” 

He whispers the next line of poetry into your ear and you know you made the right choice. Seungkwan loves you like doing so was his vocation. And first loves were powerful, yes– Vernon had been your all and that vulnerability could never be replaced, yet, there was something damning about soulmates. Seungkwan sliced into your life like water, and that was a connection first love could never break.

The tangerine trees are in full bloom and yielding fruit as your four year anniversary of moving to the countryside rolls around. 

Seungkwan thanks whatever God is listening for bringing you into his life as he lays beside you, ears in tune with the rise and fall of your breath. He soaks it all in: the birds chirping outside, the warmth of your arm pressed against his, the faint twinge of tangerine still lingering on your lips. 

You look, decidedly, his. 

“You’re staring.” You comment, eyes opening to meet his. 

He hums, tracing drawings on your stomach languidly. “Just admiring.” 

You turn to look out the window, at the tangerine trees in full bloom. “Your grove was just a plot of dirt when we first met.” 

Seungkwan remembers. “It’s not just dirt anymore, is it?” 

“What was it that you told me?” You reach a hand to tousle his growing hair. “Love is for the hardworking, the tired and the calloused hands.” You open Seungkwan’s palms to face the air, admiring the rough hands of your farmer. “And that tangerine trees grow with love, patience and song.” 

Seungkwan nods. “I did say that.” 

“Forever a poet.” You muse. 

“I wasn’t really talking about tangerine trees, though.” Seungkwan smiles at your confused expression. “Relationships grow with love, patience and song too.” 

You knew then, you’d grow old and happy by the countryside, in the arms of your lover and surrounded by tangerines. For there is beauty in the simple things, and with Seungkwan, you could want nothing more. 

[thinkingotherwise]

what's your headcanons on the windbreaker characters and their ideal types?

Oof that's a tough one, because I like to believe that you can fall in love with someone that isn't your type, but you find this certain connection with them. But I'll try my best 🤞🤞

Wind Breaker characters' "ideal type"

Haruka Sakura - sporty and passionate; because of his drive for fighting it would need to be someone who understands the passions and even better if they share it; someone ready to throw anything at any moment and run to you if needed, really dependable that you can tell all your secrets to;

Akihiko Nirei - nice and confident; someone who'd pump him up, his personal cheerleader, being the sweetest and nicest person known in town with such a lovable voice and words coming out of you, but when he is self-hating knowing just the way to change their words to firm and confident making sure he knows how loved he is;

Hayato Suou - kinda tsundere; someone not keen on PDA and easily flustered by it, and someone who likes discussing things - able to talk with Suou for hours on end about the topics that are interesting to both of them;

Kyotaro Sugishita - "big sibling" type; taking care of everyone and making sure he's part of the group, always making him feel included and sometimes making him socialize with others, even people he seems to hate (Sakura);

Mitsuki Kiryu - gamer; confident in skills and ready to throw hands if someone insults them or boyfriend, someone who looks sweet but in reality has a sharp tongue and can win any argument;

Taiga Tsugeura - someone who likes to take care of themselves; doesn't necessarily mean thin, but someone who likes to spend time making sure they are healthy, maybe someone having these daily trackers that they prepare to have better time management;

Kotoha Tachibana - playful but responsible; someone who gets shit done but is so playful about it, teasing and laughing every second they can, easily convinced to help and sometimes taking too much on their shoulders, struggling to finish things;

Hajime Umemiya - caring and extroverted; giving pieces of advice to everyone and surprisingly ready to help others with school work, touchy - meaning they love PDA and hugging, they would be the perfect duo, to help each other whenever the other one struggles or has some bad days;

Toma Hiiragi - street smart and brave; being tangled in enough trouble to elevate some stress off him, when they help other students solve issues, but also to be able to make his blood pumping and belly ache while causing just enough of the aforementioned trouble;

Ren Kaji - understanding and music fan; someone who would understand his issues and help him through them, being very supportive, also someone who likes different kinds of music to talk to him about it;

Takeshi Enomoto - stylish and a fan of Japanese history; someone who readers too much mafia/yakuza au!, or stories and would like to spend evenings watching action movies, someone who likes fashion and can spend too much time trying to find the perfect outfit for the two of them;

Yuto Kusumi - animal lover; someone who loves animals and loves taking care of them, maybe someone trying to become a veterinary or someone spending their time helping neighbours and shelters with animals, very empathetic and emotional;

Tasuku Tsubakino - open-minded and friendly; someone who gains trust easily and is friendly with everyone they meet, someone that has no problem with the different hobbies of Tasuku and easily supports their every move;

Seiryu Sakaki - pretty/handsome and popular, someone interested in skincare and makeup, very eye-catching and bringing others' attention to them, someone who easily follows along his pranks;

Uryu Sakaki - curious and someone who likes to eat and try new dishes; spending time searching through internet looking for new restaurants and food booths maybe even recipes to try with him;

Choji Tomiyama - complete opposite of him, meaning looks like they could kill you is a cinnamon roll; someone who people could mistake as the leader, like with Togame, but really they are all smiles and ready for cuddles, probably couldn't hurt anyone, only if they were really angry;

Jo Togame - kuudere- popular and disinterested; surprisingly very popular because of their "cool" behaviour, but they are simply disinterested in most things, when others talk to them or while others ask for help, but their loving boyfriend, that can make smile bloom on their face and somehow can interest them in anything he likes;

Kota Sako - someone who has sweet tooth; with his love for sweets it would need to be someone who also doesn't mind going to try sweets every now and then, maybe even someone who takes photos of said food and shows it off on their social media;

Minoru Kanuma - teasing and confident; being the 'comedic relief character' for everyone when they are annoyed by teasing the shit out of them in funny way but also not hurting their feeling in the process;

Yukinari Arima - loving and easily flustered; someone who adores being his centre of attention, even seeking it out, but also being easily flushed the moment he touches them or calls them with endearment;

Teruomi Inugami - equally joyful but more calm; someone who loves the puppy energy of his and hypes him up even more, although they look calm they are excited to spend every minute with him;

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[c4ttheart]

hand spinners, itoshi sae x gn!reader

fluff. reader lived in spain, tried to make is as gn as possible. timeline lowkey weird. sae is bad with emotions. 1.2k wc

itoshi sae was never good with feelings. Maybe that’s why Inside Out was one of his favourite movies when he was younger, he liked the idea of other beings handling it for him.

when he was ten, he brought the girl he had a crush on to a clear puddle he had seen on his way to school. she had judged him, but he had made her crouch down till she was able to see her reflection adorned with fallen petals from the nearby sakura tree, so she could see how beautiful he thought she was. but she didn’t get it, so he ushered her closer till she fell face first into the wet cement. she had thrown her pink hair clips at him after, and her parents had made her change schools, scared that she was being bullied. he never saw her again.

but then he met you, you and your quizzical eyes and your shit jokes, and eleven year old sae forgot all about the heinous glares the neighbours would send him, the ones who still believed he was a bully. he thought you were the prettiest person he had ever seen.

you transferred the year after that incident, with a funny accent and messy hair. the other girls had poked fun at you for not wearing twirly plastic hair bands on your wrists, but you had only giggled at them while showing off your brand new red hand spinner.

« where are you from ?! » the kids would ask you constantly, and you would simply smile and show off your bresilian bracelet made with the colours of your country’s flag, responding « Spain ! » with so much happiness in your voice it made him cringe. you quickly became the most popular student in the grade.

unfortunately, that meant that by definition, sae hated you. he didn’t really despise you, but hearing your name being whispered in every single nook and cranny of the school definitely messed with his nerves. it was okay though, because when he played soccer, his teammates seemed to forget about you. as long as he ruled the field, everything would be alright.

two years later and your accent was barely even noticeable. you had given up on fidget spinners and pokemon cards, yet you were still the most tanned out of everyone and apparently you had the best hair, so you still stood on top of the middle school food chain. sae would roll his eyes whenever he saw you, but you didn’t really care. he doubts you even noticed him back then.

he remembers groaning when he looked down at his new assigned seat. the chair was worn out and the table wobbly, but when you sat down right next to him and placed a small paper under the wooden desk for it to stop moving, he figured he could live with you as his seat partener.

it took about two months for you to become friends. it took him two weeks after that to realise he maybe liked you. you would hold his stare with eyes so patient, waiting for him to finish practice so you could hang out and play the sims together (and maybe make music videos to avril Lavigne songs, if he was in the mood). you would text him with such persistence that he could feel it through the screen, never getting tired of his one worded replied (which he thought were absolutely awesome, by the way). you would make him feel like he never had before, even when he took that girl to the puddle. you made him slowly fall in love with you during the months where you’d place a folded piece of paper under the foot of the desk to keep it from shaking when the two of you wrote.

sae was fifteen years old when he decided to act on his feelings. except he didn’t know how. you were student council president now, and you applied makeup to your face and nail polish to your short cut nails, which made you by definition the school ruler once again. you were friends with everyone, yet you still gave him the title of best friend out of every student. he liked to flaunter the fact around, walking besides you in the corridors and sharing your wired headphones during breaks (even though he was quite reluctant at first.)

he opted for something safer than a puddle this time, so he held your fingers over his wrist, right on his pulse, just so you could feel how fast you made his heart beat. you looked at him with a smile on your lips then, with your head tilted and eyebrows the slightest bit furrowed. he had thrown his hands over his face in exasperation.

seeing how well his original plan had worked out, he decided to write you an anonymous ‘letter’, which wrote « i think you’re cool and i kinda have a crush on you. » and left in your locker. but you only came complaining to him after, thinking it had been from another one of your persistent admirers. sae felt a twinge of jealousy for his first time in his life then. he thought about how the person probably didn’t know the colour of your favourite handspinner when you were eleven and your favourite hairstyle when you were thirteen.

but everything good comes to end, he learns when you hug him tightly. he’s the last you say goodbye to. his lips wouldn’t stop turning downwards then, so he hugged you back until he was sure the smell of your shampoo was imprinted into his nostrils. he watches your flight back to Spain soar into the sky and he grimaces.

he realises he misses you when no one shows up to his morning soccer practices and when his school (only his, not yours anymore) holds elections for student council president. he realises he misses you when he sees a bright red hand spinner on display at the corner store, sticking out through the bubble bottles and candy necklaces. he does not become friends with his new seat neighbour. he barely even tries. when his brother starts to ask where you are, he just hides in his room. he really does misses you.

soon enough, offers come around for sae. he knows he’s a soccer prodigy, so he’s a little boastful, showing them to sparkling eyes rin. his breath hitches when he sees a particular one, and the next thing he knows, he is on a flight of his own. he’ll miss home, although he will not admit it. he missed you more though.

you’re both twenty when he steps on your doormat. you could not be more confused, but sae was your best friend, so you’re not unhappy either.

sae is twenty one when he finally asks you out for real, after an eventful year of catching up. he tells you about the puddle and soccer, and you let him become your cat’s parent, who is coincidentally named sae.

he likes inside out a little less now, because they do not have a love character. he thinks that if they did, it should look like you. because you’re patient, and you’re everything he’s ever wanted.

and even though his bouquets have broken stems, you stay. you always will. sae is not the perfect lover, but he has been here from the fidget spinners, and you love him. more than anything in the world.

minimal dialogue yay !! not proofread :3

@iiwaijime 💗

[pupyuj]

I NEED YUNJIN SO BADLY. AHHHHHHHHHH

pretty girl.. i need to write for the ssera girlies more omg 😩

she's sooooo fwb coded SAWRY????? but it's not the secret kind of fwb, yk? like it,s fun, it's exciting, and she fucks you so good omfg 😩 it's the kind of situation where everybody knows you and your best friend are fucking and instead of berating you both for it, nobody really cares 😭 like, your friends are not all surprised whenever they see you in one of yunjin's shirts, and it became so normal for you to not wear pants whenever you were over at yunjin's dorm so her roommate chaewon doesn't really get shocked at the sight anymore 😭😭

but g!p fwb yunjin who has to have you on her lap every time you were around?? she probably doesn't even let you sit on an actual seating furniture and it's all just an excuse for her to feel your ass on her bulge and cup your boobs whenever people aren't looking,,, and she's a pain in the ass during slumber parties with move nights bcs she would have you cockwarm her while all of your friends are around?!?!?! yunjin using the "i'm cold" excuse and everybody knows it's your job as her best friend to tend to her so 🙄 but you never complained once bcs you did love feeling her cock in your pussy... and the risk of getting caught just excites you, especially when yunjin reaches over and circles your clit gently just to rile you up,,, nobody talked about how the two of you retreated to your shared room that night! everybody knew you were getting your shit rocked by your bff yet again 🤭

and she definitely sends you risky pics when you're out and about 😭 like you'd be chilling in a restaurant w a friend and boom, 24 dick pics were sent to you and you choke on your pasta 😭😭 yunjin would even send you vids of her jacking herself off?? moaning your name and whining about how you should just go home so she can breed you :((( ofc you don't run home immediately bcs you weren't rude, but you definitely let yunjin keep you up all night 😈 giving her your permission to just use you as she pleases just to make up for the cruel hours you left her to take care of herself... your neighbours definitely hate the two of you 😩

you literally fuck anywhere it's almost insane omfg.. visiting a new art exhibit in support of the owner who yunjin happened to know but completely ignoring all the gorgeous pieces presented and hiding away at some corner to fuck bcs yunjin couldn't hold herself back after seeing you in your skin tight dress 🫠 going to the aquarium as a cute little sunday getaway and ending up sucking yunjin off in her car bcs she looked so handsome w her stupid outfit and the fake thick glasses 🫣🫣 and let's not even get started in the changing rooms GIRL... i'll leave that to ya'll's imaginations now...

[brights-place]

hello! could you do headcanons for a "older sister reader" (maybe like a teenager next door?) for Riley, Huey and Jazmine from the Boondocks?

[BOONDOCKS] Boondocks & Older sister!Reader Warnings: Fluff, Fights, Swearing

A/N: YAYYY BOONDOCKS! this is my first request for it because nobody actually requests for it plus I don't know if the fandoms even that big as it was

Summary: The boondocks with a new neighbor beside them who seems to be too kind for her own good that helps the boondocks out especially Riley, Huey, and Jazmine the most.

- Let’s be honest it would obvs play out the same like the mother figure one that I wrote

- Jazmine out of everybody was excited to have a neighbour who was a teenager and someone who acted as a older sister finally!

- Huey would stare at you with squinted eyes beside Riley who would wave you off spouting some things about you even though he has never met you yet

- You would of met Jazmine first since her and her family came to visit and help you guys out which was nice of time too do and Jazmine was helping you place boxes in your room and the girl eyes sparkled when she saw you had some stuffed animals - You gave her one as a thanks and she was so excited so now she has it with her every now and then she loves it - Grandpa was happy that your family invited people in the neighborhood to meet them and oh how you had to deal with not only a happy Jazmine but Huey and Riley were staring you down - Uncle Ruckus keeps on saying the most unhinged shit which you would grimace at and ask the kids if this was normal which it was... for some reason - Next thing you know you were sitting at a table staring at Huey who was rambling to you and you learnt from Riley that Huey - Huey was staring you down and trying to find your motives but his interest was sparked when you asked him about his point of view of things - Huey is a highly intelligent 10-year-old boy that for some reason is a terrorist - His cynicism often touches upon subjects such as politics, religion, the media, businesses and corporations, African-American culture, and American society as a whole. Tending to be obstinate in both manner and speech the kid is 10 and he is doing all this - So when he had someone who actually listened to him about all this asking him questions and smiling at him about his interests while also sharing your own even if they had no relation he wouldn't admit was nice that someone gets his point of view but you did fuss over him getting hurt yet your relationship was still in the works though he was still suspicious of you - Riley kept on flexing stating how he's a gangsta and a thing you pick up was his influenced by the mass media via rap music and television, he frequently uses poor grammar and tends to defend his idols even when his imitations go against common sense and righteousness which you had to point out wasn't exactly good yet he was quick to defend himself and lash out on you - Jazmine though liked to hang around you happily the whole time asking you more questions and was happy that you'd hang with her hell at the greeting party you braided her hair and did different styles which became normal - You end up being able to be around them more due to grandpa and Jazmines parents hanging around them and pestering them - You pester riley for hurting himself as he denies being cared for by you but every now and then he awkwardly comes up to you when your alone and would bother you - Either will judge or enjoy your taste of music he sometimes likes stealing your jewelry by stealing you watch him take it and giggle as if he succeeded on robbing you - You even helped him style a new outfit and he was super proud of it and high fived you before showing it off to huey - You somehow even got on huey's goodside as he lets you help with his experiments yet he gets annoyed that you worry over him yet he can't help but enjoy having a older sister take care of him - Jazmine and you play dress up as you help the girl around and smile at how she was giggling happily that she got to hang out with you - When Huey and Riley were fighting and grandpa wasn't there you smacked the both of them in the back of their heads and told them off which they tried to retaliate at but shut up quickly when they saw you holding up a slipper - When you aren't there and are out of the room for the fights chaos is struck before you come back and see the house a mess you knew the two were gonna get a huge beating from grandpa but you forcing them to not only clean it up but telling them your gonna an even worse beating then grandpa - Jazmine was just beside you trying not to laugh at how you switch up around them all - You became an older sister figure that somehow seemed to stay even when you moved into the neighbourghood for good

[igotatasteforoldermendelrey]

Under the pale moon light.

A/N : hi guys, wrote this today so figured why not post it. Again, English is not my first language, there might be some mistakes in there. Always open about feedbacks!

Ship : dbf!Joel x reader

Summary : after getting fired by your boss with whom your boyfriend was cheating on you, you head back to Austin to your parent’s house. Having to face them with the undeniable failure of your life, you find support in Joel, your dad’s best friend and neighbour. Follows some flirting under the pale moon light.

Warnings : some feelings, reader got fired, age gap ( R is in her late twenties, J is forty-five), angst (a little bit with her parents), afab, flirting, smoking (cigarette), reader has a degree from an Ivy League (a girl can dream), brief mention of Sarah, asshole ex boyfriend.

I do not consent to any of my work to be translated or posted anywhere else without my permission.

Banner made on Pinterest.

You were back home for the summer. Scratch that, you were back home for an undetermined period.

Everything started great. You graduated from an Ivy League college, finding a job you loved and that paid well right away, met the perfect guy and move in together. You lived the city girl life until everything turned around. Your career stagnated, your perfect boyfriend turned out to be a serial cheater with non other than your boss whom you presented to him. Confronting the both of them led you to lose your job and your partner at the same time which meant moving out since you couldn’t afford the rend of your previous apartment. Let’s just resume by saying shit hit the fan and you had to get away.

So here you were, standing in front of your parent’s house, Texas heat dehydrating you the more you stayed under the sun. Taking a deep breath, you knock on the door, hoping your mother will be the one opening the door.

It’s not that you were scared of your father. It’s just that you weren’t sure that you, coming back home unannounced after losing everything, wouldn’t be questioned like you were a criminal. You didn’t feel ready to have this conversation since you weren’t out of the denial phase you pushed yourself into.

But the man that opened the door was neither of your parents but Joel, a neighbour and close friend of them. You met the man into your second year of college. Coming home for vacations your father presented him as the cool and grumpy neighbour. Sharing stories over a beer led them to link a friendship and the men were always together. Coming home from the grocery shop? The both of them helping you get the groceries inside. The garden needing a trim? The both of them taking care of it, one mowing the lawn the other pruning the trees. They were always together even with their ten year age gap.

So when the man opened the door you still find yourself surprised to see him standing in all his glory in front of you. You were the first one to talk, astonishment clear on his face.

Hi Joel. You started with a small smile not quite reaching your eyes.

Sweets? What the hell are you doing here?

That’s not the welcomed I thought I will get. You joked with a smirk.

Shit, yeah, sorry, come here. He said pulling you into a quick hug. Does your old man know-

Does who know what? The voice of your father interrupted your small talk. He came standing besides Joel, his mouth agape. Y/n?

Surprise? You tried with a smile.

What the hell are you doing here?

You had to choose between spilling everything right there on the porch with your father’s friend staring strangely at you or lying. You took the second option.

I wanted to surprise you! You falsely exclaimed.

Oh you’re so sweet come here honey. Your mother is going to be over the moon. He pulled you into a hug, kissing your forehead.

While in his arms you stared at Joel finding him already looking at you, a light frown on his face. Deciding you didn’t want to know if he knew you were full of shit, you looked away.

Come on in then, ain’t gonna let you stand there to burn down with this sun.

None of them asked why you had so many bags nor why your trunk was packed of boxes.

~~~

Standing in the middle of your childhood bedroom, the enormity of your shit life hit you. The pastel Color of the wallpaper covered of posters of music bands you were not sure still existed, books and notebooks on the shelves. You never thought it would make you feel that way. Like a huge failure, moving back to her parents without them even knowing about it.

You could still hear the two men downstairs in the living room where you left them with an excuse of a well needed shower. Putting your luggage on the floor and opening them, you took out clothes and left to take a shower.

Opening the door, you heard your mother voice and decided to say hello to her. Arriving in the kitchen where she was putting groceries away, she turned around with a smile on her face and opened her arms as you walked in.

Hi mom. You said against her shoulder.

Hi baby. How are you honey? She asked as you parted way, her hands still on your shoulders and her eyes fixated on your face.

I’m alright. What about you?

I’m always good you know that. Is Jackson here too?

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer so you just shook your head.

Perfect then, I wouldn’t have enough either for dinner since Joel is staying too.

~~~

The night was slowing falling on Austin, cicadas falling silent such as the temperature. The four of you were seated outside, dinner served and your parents and Joel talking. You keep quiet for the most part of the evening, trying not to draw too much attention on you that could lead to questions. Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t hear Joel asking you a question nor noticed everyone looking at you.

Sweets?

Hmm? Sorry what?

I asked you about Jeremy or Jack or… you know your accountant of a boyfriend. Joel asked again.

What about him? You answered looking at your plate, suddenly feeling hot.

Where is he?

In New York.

Why is he not with you? Is he coming later? Joel continued to push.

By the way how long are you staying?

Too many questions. You felt overwhelmed, you heart beating so fast you were sure they could all hear it.

Um… He won’t come here anymore because we are not together anymore and I don’t know how long I’m staying here, dad.

Don’t you have a job with people counting on you there? Don’t want you to get lost in your track because of some boy. Your father muttered, looking at you seriously.

You knew that look too well, he wasn’t understanding why you were not always talking about your job and he was starting to get disappointed. Having made a lot of sacrifices in order to send you to college, he wanted you to success and to work your ass off.

Dude, calm down, let her speak before you tried to speculate about things. Joel intervened.

No it’s fine Joel. You took a deep breath and start spilling out everything. My colleagues do not count on me because I do not have a job anymore. Yes I got fired because Jackson, who is by the way a music producer, cheated on me with my boss who didn’t have a hard choice between me and him. And no, dad, you do not need to speculate about my failure because it is true and I do not need a lecture either on men. If you’re done asking me questions, I’m going to go usptairs. You said, pushing back your chair and getting inside the house.

Going upstairs you locked yourself in your room, trying to gather your thoughts. Yes, storming out like that was not a reasonable reaction and you could already hear your father lecture you about how you needed to act like an adult. But you couldn’t. You just couldn’t stay there with how your parents and how Joel was looking at you. Like you were fucking crazy or something.

The truth is, saying everything that happened made it seems real. Too real for you, like you just realised how fucked up your life currently was.

Knowing your parents, they will wait for you to calm down and come to them on your own. Nothing good ever came out of them forcing a conversation with you. So you just laid down on your bed, staring at the roof trying to make it all make sense.

After a while you heard the both of them coming upstairs to their bedroom before closing the door, the sign they were off for the day. As you walked to your bag still on the floor, you phone pinged with a message. Taking it from the bedside table, you read the text coming from your mother.

I know you might not want to talk right now and we understand. Just know we love you no matter what and are really proud of you. Try to get some sleep.

Sighing with a mix of relief and sadness you put back your phone on the table and grabbed your bag. Taking out of it a pack of cigarettes before getting your lighter and leaving your room. You were not a smoker but in hard time came bad choices.

Closing the front door quietly behind you, you sat down on the stairs of the porch, Texas heat still high enough for you to be comfortable in T-shirt. Lighting a cigarette you stared at the sky, the absence of clouds allowed you to see the stars.

I didn’t take you for a smoker. A voice said besides you making you jump.

You turned around to face Joel, already staring at you with a strange look on his face.

Didn’t think I was a loser and here I am. You replied, exhaling the smoke.

Joel sighed before coming to sit besides you. You’re not a loser.

Go say that to my dad.

You really think that’s what he thinks? Nah. You’re old man is just worried for you but I’ve never seen a man so proud of his daughter. He tells everyone your this excellent lawyer who rules New York.

You snorted. I’m not a lawyer.

Yeah he knows, he just wants to make everyone jealous. But hey, he said lightly pushing you with his shoulder, I’m serious. You have nothing to be ashamed about. Hell you’ve got a degree from one of the most prestigious colleges. Got my kid wanting to do like you.

How is Sarah?

She’s doing good, first year of college, you know how it is.

What’s she studying?

History. Every time I get her on the phone she’s always talking about some stuff that happened centuries ago. Makes me feel fucking dumb.

You could tell how proud Joel was of his daughter but you could still see a part of him really missing her.

You’re not dumb. I mean maybe in historic stuff but in general you’re not dumb.

I know that. But I didn’t go to college, don’t know what it’s like.

Do you regret it? You asked making him turn to look at you.

I did for a while.

Well you could still go. You said with a smirk.

I’m way too old for that shit. He replied with a snort.

Dude you’re not that old. You’re what, forty-two?

Forty-five.

My bad you’re fucking almost dead. You deadpanned.

Shut up. He answered taking your cigarette and bringing it up to his mouth.

That move made you realised how handsome this man was. Sure you knew that already, just by the look he was getting from women in the street. But in the pale moon light, his profile stood out. Feeling your stare on him he looked over you with a brow raised forcing you to look in front of you.

Cat got your tongue?

Can’t I admire the work? You replied with a smirk.

Didn’t think you were trouble. He said, still staring at you.

What did you expect? I just got fired, apparently I’m a fucking tornado, according to some people. Your voice cracked on the last word, remembering what Jackson told you when you confronted him.

Come here. Joel said, pulling you in a side hug while killing the cigarette on the floor.

You let your head fall on his shoulder, hands resting on your laps. Fuck I’m a mess.

That’s okay. We’re all messed up at one point in our life. But I gotta tell you this asshole didn’t know what he had in his hands. Fucking idiot.

Maybe I should’ve called you to come with me to get my stuff. Maybe would have make him less arrogant.

You can. I’m serious. You need anything you just call me. I will be in the first plane.

You smiled at him, heart almost beating out of your chest. You might not need to take a plane anymore…

You won’t go back?

I’m not sure. Nothing is waiting for me there anymore. And it took me two days to drive home I’m sure as hell not ready to do that again yet.

Silence fall on the street, you’re head still resting on his shoulder.

I don’t think he would have done that. You broke the silence.

Do what? Joel asked.

Cross the country because I called him.

Fucking asshole. You’re better off without him, don’t a need an idiot with you. Plus, you will find someone as quick as you want it.

Is that so? You asked him with a smirk.

Yeah. I mean you look good, you’re intelligent and funny. No need to be a damn medium to know that.

Are you flirting with me Mr Miller? You joked, lightly tilting you head to get better look at him.

Wouldn’t dare even if I wanted to. You’re dad would fucking kill me. After torturing me. He replied, staring intensely at you.

You were going to answer him when the front door opened and your dad stepped out of the house. You took your head off his shoulder and he retreated his arm that was laying on yours.

The hell you two are doing?

Reassuring her that you’re not going to disinherit her because she got fired.

Of course I’m not gonna do that. Your dad replied, putting his hand on your head. Those New Yorkers don’t know what they lost. Now go home Joel or I’m gonna call the cops for trespassing. Don’t want you to get grumpier tomorrow.

Fine, hold your horse I’m going. He said to your father who sighed and went back inside.

Watching his back, you saw him turn around before adding. You look good too in the pale moon light sweets. And with that he left, going home, leaving you dumbfounded on the porch.

Well, this undetermined time here might be interesting after all….

[bubblergoespop]

My Top Geordi Quotes

geordi come home i swear i’ll treat you better

“Oh. Cute. Hot. There’s a difference. There is a difference, but they’re both. How are they both? That’s not fair, you can’t be both!”

“It’s our bedroom, it’s our bed.”

“Smiling. Pretty smile. Don’t smile at me, that’s not fair.”

“My cutie.”

“It’s not a nickname it’s my full name, yes, it’s from Star Trek, yes, my parents were total nerds hahaha I like the show too, yes, I’m also a total nerd.”

“Nervous? Ya think? That’s a bit of an understatement, hot stranger. “

“Their face goes all soft when they smile.”

“Is this flirting? This feels like mental warfare. It’s kinda hot though.”

“That’s cool. That’s great. That feels good. I like this and I’m having a good time and uhhhh they want my number—”

“Just focus. Just run. Running’s fun, right? Run back to your car. Fast. Very fast. So I can have a panic attack in the comfort of my own home.”

“Have a good day, what am I, a drive thru employee?!”

“I don’t wanna hook up. Well… I mean—“

“Thanks. Oh my god, they kiss me and I say thanks?“

“Fuck they look cute. I love when you look at me like that. That little half smile. Like you can see right through me.”

“I don’t actually know how to play poker. But I sure know how to strip—“

“I’m not normal people. I’m a panicking mess.”

“You give good kisses. Except for that time where you sneezed in the middle of one.”

“I’m dating a crazy person. Oh my god they’re like those people who think they’re really vampires.”

“How did I not know they believe shit like this? They seem so normal!”

“Say… fucking… uh… ‘you asked for it, a whole video devoted to the Rainbow Sponge’!”

“I mean the two of us? Cuddling? Keeping each other warm? It’s scandalous! What’ll the neighbours think? I mean I’m pretty sure I saw your knees the other day, I mean we’re already gonna bring shame to our families at this rate. Oh and fucking on the couch yesterday probably isn’t helping our case either.”

“They come out as a Telepath and my fucking rat brain says ‘oh we don’t get to play video games?’”

“Shut up—! Call me out on it.”

“What are words? Don’t know them never met them. What am I saying? “

“Safe.”

“This is a bad idea— This is a really good idea.”

“I don’t have a chance to refine my thoughts into beautiful prose, you just get monkey-brain going—‘You? Me? We fuck now?’”

“We’re gonna fuck— Yes thank you hindbrain. The evolved parts are trying to be at least vaguely romantic— [moan] Nevermind.”

“Why does that song always get stuck in my head?! God, it’s like a soundtrack to my insanity.”

“But it’s more than that. It’s you. It’s you in here with me. Sharing everything. No walls. I don’t have to have walls with you. I’m safe with you. Finally safe.”

“I love you. I’m glad your smile is back.”

“Hell is real and it’s here in this brain.”

“You make this all feel safe. And honest. I didn’t know it could feel like that again. Until I met you.”

“I can’t fix this, but I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. I got you. And I’ll hold you as long as you need.”

“Don’t smirk at me like that! But do, cause it’s cute. Rude. But cute.”

“Yeah, I’m all weeetttttt unnhhhh”

“Oh my god. You are a nightmare. My favorite nightmare. “

“Why haven’t we done this before—? Do not encourage them!”

“It’s really fucking hot. It’s also really fucking dangerous! Which is kinda hot… Oh my god why do I like this. “

“Touch me. I don’t care where we are, just touch me, fuck, please.”

“I see how much you struggle with this, and I want you to have peace from all that.”

“I want you to heal.”

“I love you. I loved you then and I love you now. You are worth work and effort.”

“Drinking this really bad bad coffee. [his laugh here brings tears to my eyes] That felt good.”

[qpr-purgatory]

You Are My Squishies! Pt. 2

Part two of my two shot based on my imagine:

((part one right here))

It was no secret that Wade had his fair share of bad luck; from getting cancer, to turning into a tumor, scar ridden, unkillable raisin, briefly losing the love of his life, to the shit show that was X Force 1.0, among other things he didn't care to recall at the moment.

Yes, the universe often gave him the shaft but in other ways, Wade was also blessed.

Sure he and Vanessa were taking "a break", he was rejected by the Avengers, and he didn't exactly know where his life was going at the moment but he was blessed!

How so? He had family.

People who cared about him despite his flaws (oh boy there were many) and wanted the best for him including... you.

You were a fairly new addition to Wade's eclectic mix but man were you a welcome one. Ever since you came knocking on his door with "hi neighbour" enchiladas, you guys just clicked.

You were a very personality driven person and always looked for the best in someone. You also got used to his face almost scarily fast, complimented and playfully flirted with him even.

Yes, you were significantly more chill and mature than he was, but you knew how to laugh and even dole out some of your own quips.

Even when his mind was doing mental gymnastics at the speed of a ping pong match, you knew how to balance him out and ground him, not to mention your endearing as hell nurturing streak.

You'd always come over every other day with a home cooked meal, left notes of encouragement or something nice on his door, fussed over him if he wasn't taking care of himself emotionally and physically and when Vanessa wanted to take a "break", you were there with him, letting him vent, distracting him, platonically snuggling while he cried, just whatever he needed in the moment.

Eventually you even earned your own set of keys to his apartment and the smile you had on your face when he gave you them rivaled the fucking sun and your lovely antics increased tenfold.

All of it not even counting the best part, you were aromantic.

At first he mourned the fantasy of romancing you and becoming a throuple (he was poly, you were immaculate, and Vanessa was open and knew, screw the haters) but it was a part of you he quickly learned to love.

It was freeing, to not have to worry about romantic implications and just be with someone (it didn't make you any less sexy though).

Yes, you were his Bestest Bud™.

Then he brought home Logan.

You were walking on eggshells around him for a bit, trying to gauge his personality probably. That was fine, Wade encouraged you both to get along even.

Then one day, something changed, as shift in the force if you will.

It began with the small things: a sticky note on both his and Logan's doors, an extra portion on the grump's plate, tucking Logan in when he was passed out on the couch. However, that was just you being you, no biggie, and he was more focused on his relationship with Vanessa at the moment anyways.

Hell, it was kind of funny (and a little sad) watching Logan shvitz and confuzzle because of your treatment.

You even had the guts to hide the man's alcohol.

It continued like that for around two weeks, until suddenly the dynamic shifted again.

You see, you and Logan were starting to get along well.

Really well.

Wade saw it in the quiet conversations you two shared, sitting side by side on the couch, the bits of your laughter and his chuckles mixing after some private punchline Wade wasn't a part of.

He saw it in the way you'd get Logan to step out of his comfort zone, how Logan said you "kept him young", how your eyes lit up when you saw each other.

Wade found himself...hating it.

Of course he knew it was all platonic, it had to be, you were literally aromantic, but it burned to see the both of you so close so soon, doing things without him.

So he got petty.

He'd insert himself into your guys' conversations, dramatically lay himself across both of your laps when you sat together, pestered and flirted with Logan incessantly to point of making him snap, just doing everything in his power to monopolize the attention, negatively and positively.

However the more he annoying he got, the more strain it put on his and Vanessa's relationship, the closer you and Logan got, and...the farther you both drifted away from him.

You'd used to try and spend time with both Wade and Logan equally, but now you talk to him less, your eyes lacked their usual warmth, having been replaced with caution, tired but ready to mediate another fight, while Logan no longer bantered with him, only looking at him with contempt and snapping in actual anger at his quips.

So when Vanessa pulled him aside and told him she was taking another "break" until he figured out what the hell he wanted from you both, he had a meltdown.

An ugly, emotional meltdown.

He stormed into his apartment looking for a fight when he caught you and Logan making out with your fingers interlaced on the couch.

Instantly a rush of confusionlustenvyshockwantforyouboth crashed over him and it felt like his whole world shattered.

Without warning he snatched you off the couch, making you squeak and Logan shout, and took you to his room. Locking his door, he placed you on his bed as you looked up at him confused. He could hear Logan breaking down the door but he didn't care.

Crawling into bed, he held you chest to chest, wrapping you both up in a nest of blankets, and snuggled into the crook of your neck and...began bawling.

You blinked in surprise just as Logan managed to break down the door, ready to drag Wade off of you when you held up a hand to signal you were okay.

Wrapping Wade in a gentle embrace, you shushed him, letting his emotions run their course for solid ten minutes.

When he was reduced to hiccups, you spoke.

"Wade," You whispered, "What's going on?"

Wade's answer was muffled, still snuggling into the crook of your neck.

"For fuck's sake Wade," Logan growled, "Stop acting like a five-year-old brat and answer the damn question!"

Repositioning his chin to rest on your shoulder, Wade spoke.

"I thought you didn't like mouth kisses." He warbled, making you freeze.

"...What?"

"Or holding hands... I thought that was too romantic coded."

Letting his words sink in, you let out a tired laugh, hugging him close.

"Wade Wilson," You sighed, "I've been squashing on you since I met you."

"You've been what now?"

"They mean they're queerplatonically and sexually attracted to you, idiot." Logan grunted, expression soften a tad when Wade looked at him confused, "Yeah, it took me a while to get to figure how I felt about it too, turns out I have more in common with them when it comes to relationships than I thought."

"So you're aromantic too?" Wade asked, balking when Logan nodded.

"AroAllo technically," You spoke up, "But I guess it's my fault too for not being totally explicit with telling you about that part of me."

Wade was quiet for a moment, before looking you in the eyes.

"You...you mean that you weren't just joking around? The whole time? You think I'm sexy?"

"Yes Wade," You laughed, "In the most platonic way possible, I think your sexy...so does Logan."

"Unfortunately." Logan huffed sarcastically.

Wade absorbed the information given to him, before slowly sitting up and gripping the sides of his head.

"OhMYFUCK I"M SUCH A DUMBASS!" Wade yelled, "I should have done some research but no I had to just assume like some premium grade idiot! Not only that but I had to go and be such an immature dickwad to you guys! Why am I like this!?"

"Good grief," Logan huffed, sitting on the end of the bed, "Would it have killed you to just say you were jealous jackass?"

"Sorry Peanut," Wade laughed half-heartedly, "I get catty when I'm jealous...but seriously, I'm sorry for being such a piece of shit you guys, can...can we start again? Can we try whatever 'this' is?"

Locking eyes with Wade, you nodded compassionately.

"Of course, you dope," You smiled, before looking at Logan, "What do you say Bubs?"

Wade snorted at the nickname, earning him a glare to which he quickly apologized.

Logan eyed Wade and for a second the merc was scared he'd say no, when he let out a heavy sigh, pushing Wade down onto his side, spooning him from behind.

"You're lucky, mouth." Logan huffed.

"Holy shit, am I ever." Wade agreed, preening at the people sandwich he found himself in.

"Don't forget, we need to have a talk with Vanessa tomorrow... about us." You whispered.

"I know, I know," Wade hummed, "But that's for tomorrow, but right now it's about kisses and cuddles!"

"...Idiot." Logan muttered before snuggling into the crook of Wade's neck.

You just laughed, soaking up all the warmth and affection of your little cuddle pile.

Yes, you were all blessed.

[notes-of-nari]

Stray Kids as the Friendly Ghost

I.N •You were intrigued for many years about the mysterious boy who lives in your twin house. You have seen him randomly either in your shared garden or at the doorstep of his side of the house. Even though you had always wanted to strike up a conversation with him you always decided to do it later because you were afraid that you might embarrass yourself by going there and stuttering (cause you knew pretty well that you were most probably having a crush on him)

•Speaking about crush, it all comes crashing down when you tell a friend of yours about him and she goes on to reveal that the other side of your twin house is actually empty?? You don't believe it until a little call to the person who sold you the side of your house reveals that the other side is indeed empty.

•however when you walk back home you find him sitting on the swing in your shared garden his eyes closed as he silently seems to sing along to a song that plays from his headphones.

•You trip on a stone and nearly fall. He opens an eye and looks at you and notices you look at him. His eyes widen in surprise as his palm flies towards his mouth. he then runs towards his side of the house.

•Your mind is completely in turmoil as you wonder who this mysterious person is. After a sleepless night, you decide to find out the truth for yourself. So you march up to his side of the house and loudly knock on the door. You earn a few suspicious glances from your neighbours but no one answers the door. •You wonder if studying too much has made you go crazy and see things. But this guy was your crush! Is his presence also like your non existent love life?

•However your efforts are fruitful. One day as you stand at his doorstep ready to knock on his door,he opens the door right at that moment. "oh hii" you greet him and his eyes widen again before he shuts the door right in your face. "rude.." you mutter before he opens the door again and looks at you in disbelief. "you can see me?" he asks. "yeah" you shrug. "no wayyy...no.." •you notice a few tears falling down his eyes as he suddenly hugs you. He seems to be shaking as he sobs. You are frozen unable to understand what's happening but you pat his back hoping he would calm down. • "No freaking wayyyy" It is now your time to express your disbelief as he reveals that he is a ghost? He introduces himself as Jeongin. • You are soon able to accept that he is indeed a ghost. (rip your non existent love life/and crush) • Even though you both were awkward at first after some time you both become good friends. However a few days later you wake up to find seven ghosts glaring at you. "If you hurt him we will kill you" One of them threatens while holding a knife at your direction. "No minho is just joking. we won't kill you but please take care of Jeongin yeah?.." the ghost with an Australian accent says before he pulls his friend away and the seven of them disappear.

•"Jeongin the ghost" as you now fondly call him ,drags you on his random late night walks as he explores various parts of your little town. •Judges your fashion taste like Anton ego judges food. What kind of garbage are you wearing in this household? This is uhh a hoodie.. skirt and trousers.". Shakes his head in disappointment while mumbling something that sounds like "looks like a Disney series came to life"

•you wake up one day with a whole fashion critic report on your bedside table. you only have three black hoodies,two jeans,one skirt,and 2 black tee shirts? Let's go shopping bitch.

•Every messy person like you who has a gold fish memory deserves a friend like him. "Did you see my note book?" "You left it on the chair" "Did I visit the doctor last month" "yes you did..you even brought a guide to crocheting on the way back here" " oh shit I forgot that I brought such a book" "jeongin did you take my chocolate chip tart?" "You ate it last Sunday remember?" •Helps you pack your clothes for your three day college trip.But he literally overpacks amidst your protests. "come on jeongin it's just a three day educational trip. I don't need 5 t shirts" He is not pleased about the fact that you removed all the extra clothes he had packed for you. So later that night when you are asleep he adds all those clothes back into your suitcase. Fast forward- 1st day of the trip night, you open your suitcase to find a whole ton of clothes. "YANG JEONGIN!!!!!" ------The ghost who is chilling back at home suddenly sneezes. "I guess she is thanking me for adding the extra clothes" He smiles and shrugs. •If you need someone's true and honest opinion on anything he is the number one choice. No sugar coating just the honest hard truth. •When you ask him if he can help you with your college assignments, "do i look like someone who survived past the 1st year of college?" he deadpans before disappearing. • He gifts you with a pair of shoes and a cake on your birthday. You are so happy and grateful so you try to hug him. But he runs away out of your reach. "come on dude let me hug you once.." "no" he runs around the house ( he doesn't disappear like usual though?) "you hugged me first" you remind him of the day he hugged you after he realized that you could see him. "that was a one time thing" he shouts as he leaps away from your reach. BangChan / Lee Know / Changbin / Hyunjin /Han Jisung / Felix/ Seungmin

[littlespideyhoe]

SUPERCORP FANFIC RECS AO3

Purple -> AU Fics

Pink -> My personal favourites

Longer Fics:

Lay with me (like a renaissance painting) - coffeeshib

Don't you know that you don't even need to try ? - coffeeshib * neighbour au

EVERYTHING FROM COFFEESHIB IS FUCKING AMAZING NO JOKE PLEASE GO VISIT THEIR PROFILE 🙏

but then, my homework was never quite like this - jazzfordshire * teachers au

I want something just like this - jazzfordshire *dancing with the stars au, dancer!kara

Lena luthor: Hot girl bummer - Rouser *basketballer!kara, richbitch!lena (enemies to lovers college au)

Green eyed kryptonite - Alexis_Payton

Roomates - JediFighterPilot2727 * post invasion roomates au (there is bedsharing.)

I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun - valkyrees *frisbee & rugby player!kara, frisbee player!lena, college au

sink into you like water (pray you won't pull me under) - valkyrees *divorced but fake marriage au, cave researcher!lena, cave explorer!kara

we're burning down the bridges this time - valkyrees *former natgeo!photographer kara & journalist lena

You & me & holiday wine - ekingston *cabin in the mountains, Christmas au

Same old blues - searidings *horny angst, lena embraces her inner brat

This feeling I have found at last - MasterToastThief, searidings *soulmates au, the red string of fate

There's a moon in the sky (she calls me ) - heartshapedcandy *lena is in a love triangle between supergirl and kara

It's all happenin at the zoo - searidings *zookeeper!kara, slight social media au

The shape of soup - ekingston *lena knows kara is supergirl but kara doesn't know that, lena breaks up with james and kara is elated

Stay the night - lynnearlington *professional basketballer!kara

One Shots:

I've got a fever, can you check ? - searidings *lena pretends to be sick so kara takes care of her

Don't let her stick it to your heart - searidings *rival university professors au

Love's the player, Love's the game - searidings * lena and kara compete in a game of relationship chicken

they don't love you like I love you - searidings * lena uses rigorous scientific observation to determine if kara is into her

Splat - searidings *lena and kara babysit esme together, esme helps them get together

Can't blame me for reaching (when I'm falling for you) - searidings *handsy!kara

Sharing different heartbeats - searidings * kara listens to lena's heartbeat everywhere

(Honestly just read all of the works done by searidings their works are so fucking amazing)

I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight - valkyrees *deadpool!kara, domino!lena

I put a spell on you (because you're mine) - valkyrees *witch lena leaves a love potion lying around and kara eats it 💀

Make the rules then break them - potstickermaster *kara and lena have a friends with benefits arrangement

That's not very nice - potstickermaster *social media au, YouTube au

Smut:

we could slow dance to rock music, kiss while we do it - valkyrees *goth!lena (lena with piercings and tattoos ), college au

lucky for you (that's what I like) - jazzfordshire *sugar mama!lena

Title of our sex tape - jazzfordshire *kara takes pictures of lena, college au

Strangers with benefits - smutaboutyou *omegaverse type shit if you're into that, alpha!kara, omega!lena

Felled by you, held by you - ForeignLander *pilot!lena, flight attendant! kara

Happy accident - Valle_Girl *lena accidentally sends kara her nudes 💀

Favourite accounts to visit:

searidings

valkyrees

coffeeshib

jazzfordshire

**Hope the list helped you guys :)

**This is just a list of recommendations, I do not own any of these.

[ayyyoonohwhatimean]

heejake! as your best friends <3

genre: fluff, fully cracks! bsf! heejake x bsf reader! the trioz lesgaurrrr i swear i'm not high when i wrote this! behold, it's going to be quite a long ride but I hope you guys would enjoy and like it! I had a lot of fun writing this!! apologies for any grammar mistakes/errors in advance. may your delulu be trululu and pls feel free to share your feedback! :) - N.

l e t apostrophe s g o let’s goOooO

just jake being the babygirl between u and heeseung most of the time

heeseung is no doubt the leader when it comes to who's the flirtiest

jake is like the second flirtiest among u guys

every flirty lines from them = an instant rejection from u to them but IK YOU LOVE IT deep inside

"if you drink this water, it means you love me"

"I'd rather die, hee"

meanwhile jake laughing his ass off as he fake drinking his water

but at rare times, you'd flirt back with them to the point where they'll be flustered by your sudden act and confidence

HORROR MOVIES NIGHTSSS omg it'd be so so fun!!

these two mfs are literally the scaredy cats ones but you'd literally beg them to watch horror movies with you since it's your favourite and their reactions are always funny

"it's not even scary, you guys can go to those abandoned houses but not watch horror movies?"

"i swear we're not the scared ones, it's only you", heeseung and jake quickly protest

"um ok babygirls, let's see ;)"

guess who were the ones that fell on their knees, hiding their faces with pillows and screaming throughout the whole movie

yup jake and heeseung

"ahHhhh kkamchakgiya!!"

you were having a blast laughing your ass off because of them :')

"guys, shut up the neighbours are gonna think that I kill you guys or something"

every moment with them together is full of fun, laughter and randomness!

fun rides at the theme park! there'll be days where you guys would spend your free time at the theme park together

even though heeseung is afraid of heights, he'd still try on the rides that you and jake want to ride!

"let's ride this guysss!" jake would excitedly shout to you guys as he points out at the specific ride

we go shout out shout out shout out when we're together-

constant teasing and bickering with each other but ace heeseung would always be the winner among u guys

imitating jake’s eyes blinking habit whenever you guys would record videos together to keep as good memories

heeseung doesn’t like sour things and he’s not good with them so one day you decided to prank him with “sweet” candies for fun and he fell for it (god finally)

sweet hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee venoM

all the time it’s just you and heeseung having soft spots and puppy eyes over jake, sometimes it's the other way around

the two of them would take care of you so well and are lowkey down bad for you 100% no doubt

if they notice some random bad guys trying to hit on you, their facial expressions would literally change oof and that's hot af

like heeseung would bring his dumbell and jake would casually put his arm around you to intimidate anyone that mess or flirt with u lol

would be the type to roast every guys that you've liked/ like too

you forgot to eat? or haven’t been eating well? be prepared for your mouth to get stuffed with ur fav foods by them

you want some snacks? heeseung would buy it for you and even share his snacks with u and jake would cook for you in the kitchen anything u want babe

romantic domestic bestie lee heeseung and acts of service king sim jaeyun in ur service ding dong deng

they might not be good at expressing their feelings when it comes to words but would always be there for you whenever you feel down and are having a bad day and vice versa

heeseung would pat your head and mess up your hair on purpose and jake will follow along doing the same shit to you

the more you give reactions, the more they love and enjoy it

they love back hugs! they won't even hesitate to back hug you and ask you to back hug them back lol

"ew what the fuck was that losers-"

"hug us back pleasee we're cold! can't you see us shivering?" jake and heeseung plead with no shame

would definitely play with your fingers since theyre smol and cute no matter how disgusted you’d act by it

sorry i'm an anti-romantic

other than back hugs, the two of them also like to rest their heads on your shoulders while you're in the middle of them in total silence but that kind of comfortable silence yk

the three of u would lie down on the floor or the grass or something together while talking about random things even some deep topics

heeseung is the clown of the group like literally you and jake would die from laughing too much bcus of heeseung’s randomness and witty jokes

late night walk and ice cream nights! heeseung would go get his fav flavour aka rainbow sherbet, jake with his classic fav chocolate and u with your fav ice cream flavour

there was this one time when you got mint chocolate flavour for your ice cream on purpose so that you could mix it in their ice cream silently when they looked away and got distracted

you guys would get matchy stuff to represent ur friendship plus it’s cute too so why not

oh!! mirror selfies!! IS A MUST! anytime you guys saw a mirror, taking mirror selfies together is a must and tradition in the friendship lol

would do fun activities like playing games or building legos that you guys got together at a nearby shop last weekend for hours

basketball match! heeseung is a menace and jake with his competitive ass as usual

they love teasing you whenever you guys are having a basketball match together because of your short and even tall height (they just love teasing you in general honestly)

“y/n, hereee catch it!”, heeseung loudly telling you

“hah! you thought”, jake says while hysterically laughing with heeseung

“shut up, you two flat ass”, you side eyeing them as you replied back

“what did you just call us-“

“HAH I GOT IT” boom you finally scored a point!

you left them gasping

karaoke session with each other! you’d fail trying to harmonise with them singing as they dramatically fall on the floor laughing

random dance battles at three in the morning with heekira featuring jake’s top-notch playlist

you and heeseung would constantly tease jake bcus his reactions are funny and cute plus it’s amusing to watch fr (ni-ki don't worry I gotchu)

also don't forget that fishing is a must!

the three of you would go fishing even if none of you would manage to catch a fish at the end of the day (jake won't give up though the fishing blood is in him)

jake being the one to always hide either behind you or heeseung for no reason at all

heeseung would lowkey be prepared? like he's doraemon or something whenever u guys hangout

you forgot to bring your wet tissue and lip balm? the restaurant stall doesn’t give salt for the food? jake suddenly got his mouth sores and forgot to bring his meds? HE HAS THEM ALL READY IN HIS BAG!!

except for y’alls wallets because you two would expect jake to be paying for the food like you guys would run out of the restaurant and leave jake behind so that he would have to pay

"guys i'll go to the toilet first my stomach isn't having it"

"uh sureee take your time!" heeseung and you replied trying to hold yourselves from grinning

soon after jake left for the toilet

"yo let's leave him for fun" said you to heeseung

"and make him pay for the food" heeseung replied as you two laughed at the idea

you guys ran out and when jake came back, he's left all alone at the restaurant standing like that one confused gta character in the middle of the road

jake was all pouting and ofc he ended up paying for the food anyway

"why did you guys leave me thereee" jake complained as he got into the car where you guys were waiting for him

"look at you being so cute" said you to him as you and heeseung were laughing at him

"what about me?" heeseung suddenly asking you to compliment him as well

"you always look cute too though"

"no, I'm sexy" heeseung replied to you

you and jake facepalmed at his very random answer and sudden confidence (eventho it's true lol)

"um did you hear that, jake?"

"nahh, it must be a ghost or something. should we leave the car?" jake asking as the two of you were pretending to open the doors to leave

"heyyy you two can't leave me here!" heeseung panics as jake and you laugh hysterically at his reaction

carpool karaoke together on the way home babyyy

overall being friends with them would be so chaotic, random, dramatic, magical and fun! (need them sm right now i'm on my knees)

xo o O o O xo o O o O kiss me don't say nooo

[creatingnikki]

What I've learned in 2023 (part I)

i. Compatibility is what you are looking for. A compatible home, a compatible partner, a compatible workplace, a compatible friend circle. Compatible with who you are as a person and the kind of life you want to live. Compatible so that you don’t constantly have to use so much of your energy in trying to fight unnecessary battles simply to exist how you are. When the spaces you are in and the people you are with are not compatible with your existence the way it is, the way you want it to be, there will be constant chaos, distress, and conflict for which you will have to use so much energy. But if you are in compatible spaces with compatible people – not ideal, not perfect, simply compatible – then you can use that energy towards creating and building things that matter to you. Because your everyday choices? They are not being questioned, judged, or blocked.

ii. Lessons will keep repeating themselves until you've learned them. So you have to start paying attention. Realizations in themselves are not lessons learned. Change in actions and thought processes is. So, yes, lessons will keep repeating themselves until you learn them. And even once you have learned them. It's like with how we learned the same subjects in school year after year. Just because you learned Geography in grade 5, does not mean you still did not have to in grades 6, 7, 8, and so on. Life lessons too have additional layers, context, and depth. It can all feel very Sisyphean. But the boulder is never the exact same twice. Similar but not identical.

iii. Just because he was a puppy before, does not mean he is not a कुत्ता (dog) right now.

iv. 인연 (in-yeon) is the fate specific to the meeting of two people, the ties two people share over the course of their lives. Someone you have perhaps comes across in your past life/lives in various capacities. And so, yes, when you come across someone you feel comfortable with, can have meaningful conversations with effortlessly, feel a ‘connection’ with, feel the 인연 with it feels special. But 인연 is also the fate of this life. Maybe in this life you’re only meant to share this very limited, very brief, 인연 with someone. Even if you feel this deep connection. Maybe in this life they are not meant to be your soulmate or your best friend. Maybe they are only meant to be your professor or your neighbour. Let it be so. Accept that fate, accept this life’s 인연 with them. No matter the intensity of the connection. Again, let things run their natural course. There is no other way.

v. I am an open book that even a blind man can read. An open book so heavily and aesthetically self-annotated that people can play me like a fool just for shits and giggles. And while I have started to appreciate humour a lot more in life, I am not okay with my candidness, earnestness, and vulnerability being mocked, manipulated, or misused. I am still not clear on how to protect myself in this aspect but I do know two things clearing — first, forcing myself to change who I am at my most authentic core is not the answer. Second, there, however, does need to be some protection. Think of yourself like a special edition, rare precious book in a fancy, restricted-access library. Only members, who loves books, who value books, who take great care of them, and have a track record of doing so can borrow the book/check it out of the library. Essentially, you must be more mindful of who gets access to you. And like you can continue being your real, authentic self, but you do not have to be that all the time and with everybody.

vi. Speaking about vulnerability, let's talk about the semantics of it for a bit. It's The word 'vulnerability' is derived from the Latin word 'vulnus' which literally means — the ability to wound. Why? Why would you do that with people you don't yet know well + trust to be safe? That's why one of the lessons of this year is the realization to get rid of this blanket vulnerability. It's not some sort of strength, it's simply dangerous.

vii. On that note, conversations, even emotional conversations cannot be an indicator of the actual real (lasting) comfort and intimacy and trust between you and the other person. That only happens naturally over time.

viii. So, yeah, timing and time? It is your friend; not a bitch. Allow people and things time to run their course and reveal themselves to you. There’s no need to feel anxious or responsible to make things with somebody flow a certain way because at the end of the day, no matter what you say or do, things will pan out the way they are meant to. So, trying to rush things, trying to lowkey orchestrate them, or putting so much thought into things like how you’re punctuating your texts is futile. What is meant to be is meant to be and feeling FOMO when it comes to people and relationships only really happens when you create elaborate scenarios in your head before even getting to know somebody.

ix. Capturing everything more in videos instead of pictures is precious. That motion of your friend kissing your cheek and that motion of the street cat moving her tale in and out of the sunshine falling on the ground is what you really want to capture and look back on.

[sorcerous-caress]

Worldbuilding and human kink? Is it my birthday /lh. This has me googling “halfling sex” and being a little surprise someone has thought about it enough to write a generously large paragraph.

Apparently it’s not uncommon for them to have more casual sex with close neighbors and friends indulging in it together. I genuinely think it would be hilarious for a halfling with a human, elf, drow, orc, dwarf, etc (the more uptight races) friend/neighbor to ‘seduce’ and then being very friendly and kind, but not exclusive or even inherently romantic.

Halflings 🤝 Humans

Being horny on main.

Oh my god imagine a poly relationship that's a human who thinks this is a casual friends with benfits deal, a halfing who thinks everyone here is just friends, and one high elf who acts as if they're robbing a bank whenever they watch the human go down on the halfing.

Add a dragonborn who is sweating over which one of those people is gonna end up as their mate for life, who isn't phased by the sex but it's the romance part that's considered a big taboo in their culture to even date someone for love, so imagine seeing more tha one person?

High elves being sex repressed 🤝 Dragonborns being romance repressed

Also I really love world building AAAAA i wanna invent shit and make shit up and shake it around like a snow globe. I believe elves went to the moon much sooner than humans with just magic, dwarves have found fallen space rocks and meteors and used them to forge their weapons, winged elves or any species who can fly already mapped the world and drew all the know maps before humans even learned how to tame horses.

Also the horses is funny, elves has seen them all their lives but never bothered to tame it because it feels weird yk? Why would they ride on an animal, plus their cousin is a centaur so it feels even more weird.

Then they see the humans coaxing the horses with carrots while holding a saddle behind their back, skip a few years and suddenly the horse population skyrockects as humans steal this one animal to their side.

Imagine being a wood elf and in harmony with all of nature, then glancing over at the human city and feeling very confused on what these weird wolves are and why do the humans call them dogs, also why are they obeying the humans and holy shit that one is wearing bowtie.

Occasionally humans just wander into the forest, spot an animal that seems semi useful then kidnap it back to their city, suddenly their population spikes and they're the new best friends of humanity.

It happened the other way with cats tho, the wood elves remember overhearing two cats talking about the hairless apes wandering around and how one was betting the other that they can get them to share their food by just screaming at them.

Humans probably inspired their cuisine based on halflings' recipes since they didn't add soul consuming spices for fun like elves and didn't sprinkle in literal gem and gold dust like dragonborns.

A human with a Halfling neighbour who comes over every other day to share their stew because "they accidentally made too much and can't possibly finish it all themselves so how about you grab a bowl or two, human?"

One day the human makes a joke about how they're a simp or going to horny jail, whatever modern shitposting meme is trending, and the halfling takes it seriously and offers to sleep with them.

I mean, that is basic neighbourly hospitality to them. Of course they will fuck their friend who is in need, you don't even have to ask twice, come here and lay down and they'll take care of you until satisfied.

Now their trips over to your house are twice as frequent, half to feed you their cooking, other half to sate your lust appetite.

[jimmyscanongf]

ur tags on the farmwashing are *chefs kiss* soo cute I love it and I can definitely see the whole sharing a meal thing too bc I think he is fairly lonely in this au. So he would probably jump at the chance to share a meal with someone especially someone who can appreciate the woods like he does. Like he would think its so cool that you forage and stuff cuz it shows that ur smart and I imagine he has a lot of respect for it since he grew up kinda just dicking around in the woods (unsupervised in his backyard in the country) for most of his childhood. He has largely given up on women or the idea of a partner and just assumes he's unliked by them so yeah the only way he knows how to interact with them is by being kind of an ass like with Anya, maybe it's an attention thing. But the fact that you're even a little bit understanding and give him a chance (even though he just nearly shot you lol) makes him think that maybe youre alright..... (My selfship post for this au is coming soon, don't worry...)

-Shouchan ☆

ong thank youuuuu and i love the idea, especially cause it doesnt feel so far removed from who the characters actually are. but its still like. wholesomewashing. sdvwashing. we're gonna pull this town into a loving, tight knit community washing. you can absolutely plonk these guys in the rural midwest and have them be much the same people as they are in the game.

i would just love to open his eyes to a deeper understanding of the forest he loves. cause i think like, aside from knowing what poison ivy looks like and maybe that jewelweed will help if you don't identify the poison ivy fast enough, the flora is all just miscellaneous green shit to him. the only food that comes from the forest is food that runs away, veggies come from a garden y'know? but there is food in the forest, and medicine too, and everything else is still beautiful and valuable and related, so many inedible plants are closely related to familiar things we eat and it shows in leaf shape or flower shape or growing habit... i think it would really help him, mentally. like it just feels good in your brain to look at a mass of plants and pick out recognizable shapes and know what plant it is, even if you can only identify it to the genus or family level

ive also been thinking about like. coming to him when he's ailing with some herbal tea if he has a nasty cold or maybe like a salve for aching muscles... driving all the way out to his place and finding he's not feeling well, then driving allll the way to the city and back again with some remedy i've foraged (and a bottle of advil)... he's left sitting there contemplating the effort i'm going through to take care of him when he cant remember the last time anyone's ever done that for him at all.

of course, when i move out there and start my garden i think he'll help out when he can. in any case he's pleased to watch things as they grow, even if he can't get in there to do much hands on work. in the garden with jimmy eating ripe cherry tomatoes directly off the plant in the summer heat..... ouuuuughhhhh... raspberries and strawberries and saskatoon berries... sharing with the farmwashing neighbours... happy and well-fed jimmy gaining a little weight....

looking forward to more farmwashing posts :))))) (i'll have to go back and take a look at your selfship post hehe)