#lmao i hope my writing doesnt do that thing where it comes true for me

[cantgetworsethanthistbh]

Do you think the Stan handwriting thing was Ford consciously broconning tf out and imagining all the times Bill was flirting with him as Stan instead or is he just that down bad for his own brother he does it unintentionally?

BROCONNING TF OUT IDJRHFUEHDUEHEUEBE anon i hope youre ready for me to steal that that is soooo fucking funny holy shit. god its sooo crazy what those implications are arent they

short answer: no its subconcious because thats what makes the most sense and its funny as fuck to imagine that ford has no idea hes emotionally cucking bill whenever he writes his words in stan's handwriting, and even funnier that bill DOES know ford is emotionally cucking him and is mad as HELL about it.

long answer:

now im a very very firm believer that ford is HIGHLY aware of his love (platonic) for stan. he knows he does. he will always love his brother even when hes angry at him and he's very aware of that. this answer is gonna take some elements from canon into explaining ford's broconning that makes sense platonically (the intention) and incestiously (the parts that our side loves because holy shit this is so fucking validating for how unintentional it is lmao)

something that points to him copying stans handwriting when he writes bill being unintentional (to me, and my hc) is this. my fave, and what i personally think is the most cesty, quote/s from tbob: Stanley could've made her laugh

on the surface it really doesnt mean anything that reflects deep yearning/pining— at least none that's directed at the character's own sibling. the objective intention of that line is to showcase fords feelings of inadequacy compared to stan when it comes to social situations. its a whole page about how lonely and outcasted he feels, how he can never just be endearing to people, not like stan is, who can literally get people to laugh at his jokes where he just straight up calls them ugly (this is land before swine if you wanna know what im talking about). when HE flirts with a woman, they give him a dirty look and throw drinks at his face, but he bets if STAN did, they would fawn over him. now we all know stan is objectively bad with women, faking confidence and being a "kind of a jerk" to hook them in (darlene) or is just a bumbling mess when he really likes them (lazy susan, before he lost interest). ford doesn't know that tho! ford even in high school has immense faith in stan's ability to land dates, asking for his advice for prom, and here he is, thinking "stanley could have made her laugh." stan even charms their mother, who says he has personality and a free spirit (implying ford doesnt). obviously, this is a man who's jealous he can't be like that.

you know why i always think of it of so incesty tho? this right here, a page before ford's entry seen above:

on its own "i had what he always wanted— charisma" is related to what i mentioned above, about fords seemingly wishing he was able to be a part of social crowds more than he's willing to admit. but think about it, REALLY think about it.

b*llford is canon. bill has what ford always wanted. bill is charismatic. ford is attracted to bill. ford is attracted to charisma. stan is, in fords eyes, extremely charismatic.

(slight tangent here cuz i love yapping: its sooooo incesty, in the most unintentional way ever. i love it. god bless stanford "freud's free real estate" pines. a lot of us base a shit ton of the parallels stan and bill have on the fact they both use sixer and are lying conmen. and thats true enough. but this was always my go to thinking of how much accidental romance coding to me. its like how a manga would make one couple canon, then use a very similar scene to subtly confirm another couple.

stories are not like real life, where some things are just coincidence. a narrative is a narrative and if you put that in your story you better be ready for people to interpret it their own way. im not under any delusions as to the actual canon, but dear god do the stars just align perfectly for a little brother on brother action in every new GF installment that comes out its difficult to not take my brain out of that direction, especially since its more interesting and more logical lmao)

SO onto actually answering your question cuz ive stalled enough: do i think ford is purposefully broconning tf out when he writes his and bills flirting in his and his brothers hand writing or is it unintentional? my assesment is no! the guy has no idea his love of charisma isn't purely the desire to have it for himself— he has no idea he's attracted to it as a trait towards a romantic partner because he only belatedly understood bill's flirting when drunk! he was broconning tf out and bill's charisma subconciously reminds him of stan, but would ford actually be self aware enough to know he's attracted to bill because he reminds him of stan? ford is more likely to say he's attracted to bill because bill is an all powerful dream demon who helps him achieve his dreams and "values ford on the same level" (he doesnt), and not because of the traits bill shares with his brother udrjdhdhdyd (and i'm someone who always writes and interprets ford as the first to fall in love and is very aware of his romantic and sexual feelings towards his twin).

ford is very, very intent in hiding his feelings about stanley in general when he knows the proof of them exists. he constantly feels the need to hide pictures of stan, thoughts of him in code, literally has to turn his back when he tells stan to take the journal and go far, far away (expecting stan to just take the journal and leave and prevent himself from watching stan walk away again). he'll draw the stan o war and stan himself on his journal then scratch them out or straight up rip the whole page out

whenever cracks of his love for stan genuinely shines through, none of it is intentional. my guy is just extremely down fucking bad and he knows THAT— but i think if he realized on his own he was projecting stan onto his muse, he would have stopped writing bill's words in stan's handwriting all together. but he didn't, so he just kept fucking doing it jdndudjdus

you know who's FULLY aware of the fact ford was getting all giddy about stan and stan-like vibes while he was flirting with bill? the one who's fully aware of how deep ford's broconnisms go??

bill cipher himself

don't let anyone ever gaslight you into thinking bill isnt talking to ford here. oh sure, the "weaker copy of sixer" is referring ford to the 3rd person, and you the reader, are the 2nd person— but thats kind of the thing. tbob from the readers pov doesn't have stan trying to turn you. that person who's actively trying to get you to stop reading the book, actively trying to prevent you from making a deal with bill isn't stanley, but stanford. so literally what other situation bill is talking about where stanley is trying to "you" against him... its like hes not actually talking to you at all lmao

[the-enamorando-deity]

Switch of dynamic because I think you are getting bored of my Ziva requests 😂 Sara Lance x Reader in which Reader takes Sara with to family dinner and they think they gonna meet her new boyfriend (they don't know she is a lesbian, she didn't came out) and when Reader tells them at dinner that Sara is her girlfriend and she is really in love, her father don't respect it and they get into a non physical fight? Reader runs away and Sara learns her father some respect (not physical) ❄

hi hi hi again hope ur well and this is ok

sara lance x reader, warning/tw for homophobic parent

The Difference Between Love and Respect

You sat between Sara’s legs facing away from her, her fingers moving expertly through your hair as she braided it for you. She playfully tugged it once she’d tied it, earning a smack to the leg but a laugh nonetheless. That was what she had been hoping for, the tension about your upcoming dinner making you feel a little more down than your usual round of emotions.

‘Thank you for doing this with me, babe,’ you mumbled, leaning your head back against her shoulder, ‘you have no idea how much I need you there by my side.’

She kissed your cheek and wrapped her arms around you, holding you for just a moment to give you some extra strength to hold onto for the night ahead. It was time to go, she helped you stand before you turned to extend a hand. You seemed to pull her a little too hard, since she came crashing into your chest, but the smile on her face said otherwise.

‘You look...’ you started, but she leaned in to kiss you, silencing whatever comments you had been thinking of for the past few minutes. ‘Mmhmm, that’s the word.’

‘Shut it, you,’ she grinned against your lips, tugging you after her.

You appeared in the streets of your hometown, holding Sara’s hand like it was the only thing stopping you from descending down a dark never-ending hole. In some ways, she was, but all those thoughts vanished as you watched her staring up at the sky with the biggest grin on her face, watching the stars vanish between leaves as you moved.

‘We’ve lived here since I was seven,’ you noted, holding her hand and pulling her close as you neared your childhood home. ‘They don’t know... about me, about us.’

‘I know, babe, you prepared me for everything. It’s going to be okay,’ she reassured you, but you gave her a look that said you weren’t so sure yourself. ‘No, really, if they do anything dumb, I have my knives.’

You turned to her and tried not to laugh, only half sure she was serious. ‘Sara, seriously?’

She only grinned back, wrapping her arm around yours and dragging you through the streets. You both stopped outside the door, panic starting to set in. She reminded you softly of all the things you’d done since joining the Legends, how strong you were, and that you could handle it all.

Your mother opened the door, beaming at you as she dragged you into her arms. ‘Y/N! I see you made it safely-’

She stopped upon seeing your girlfriend on the stoop, offering a wave and a smile. ‘Hi, Mrs Y/L/N, I’m Sara.’

‘Sara... Oh, of course, I think Y/N mentioned you,’ your mother fumbled, studying her quickly before looking behind. ‘Your father said you were bringing someone special?’

Before you or Sara could say anything, your siblings appeared from all sides to surround you, followed by your father. His face was stern, unchanging as Sara stepped inside and took off her coat.

‘Hi, Dad,’ you managed, standing stiffly as you backed up and stood beside Sara.

‘Who is this? I thought you were bringing a man home,’ he asked, his words as stiff as your posture.

Sara stepped forward and extended her hand. ‘Aw, Y/N, did you forget to tell them?’

You panicked as your parents exchanged glances, your siblings none the wiser as they ran off down the hall. ‘I... um...’

‘I’m afraid I’m the only company your daughter brought along tonight, but I’m sure her partner wanted nothing more than to be here and meet you,’ she smiled, somehow managing to turn your parents on her side, assuaging their concerns about the real reason Sara was there.

‘Dinner is on in five, Y/N will show you around, Sara,’ your mother assured her, nodding politely towards you.

Sara grabbed your arm and tugged you behind her, and you hid the smile on your face from your watchful parents. Your father still wasn’t fully believing your story, but if you weren’t going to address it, the problem was to be ignored.

It was ignored, of course, until after you’d finished dinner. Sara’s hand had stayed on your thigh almost the entire meal, rubbing calming circles on your thigh and offering smiles and anecdotes that both revealed less dangerous things about your job, while also concealing the more secretive things that were only for you to know.

‘Sara, might I ask, have you met Y/N’s boyfriend?’ your father prodded, poking at the remainders of his meal.

You swallowed, and grabbed Sara’s hand beneath the table.

‘I have met her partner. They’re wonderful,’ she grinned, ‘very funny, talented, all around well-liked person.’

Trying hard not to smack her leg for the concealed bragging, you watched gears turn in your father’s head. Your mother was a little less suspicious, but your father’s views were the ones you were scared of.

‘What’s his name?’

Sara stopped, this was something she didn’t exactly have the tact to slip around. She wasn’t exactly the best liar, but this just stumped her.

‘Her name is Sara,’ you blurted, grabbing Sara’s hand tight. ‘Sara is my girlfriend.’ ‘Excuse me, young lady?’

Shaking, you stood and looked him dead in the eyes. ‘I love her, Dad. You don’t know Sara like I do, she’s amazing. She’s everything you ever wanted for me-’

Your siblings vanished from the table, sensing the rising anger in your father. If his silence was terrifying for Sara, then the yelling was going to break her heart. Your mother only sat there poking at her food, eyes squeezing shut as your father screamed and hurled horrid words and insults at you, things you’d heard him say to others, but never to you.

‘She’s a woman! You should know better than to be tempted by the same sex, you were taught since birth that it was wrong. You bring this into my home, under my roof, and try to tell me that I wanted this? I never wanted this, and I don’t want to see you here again!’

He didn’t stop, no matter how many times you tried. You couldn’t hear anymore, grabbing your things and racing for the door. You were down the street in a flash, but Sara didn’t chase after you, not yet. She instead stood from her seat and leaned across the table, locking eyes with him.

The fierce cold that you’d only seen once or twice seemed to shake him for a moment, and you only wished you’d seen it. ‘You have the most wonderful daughter. You were blessed to have her in your life, and you have no idea what you’re missing. She is the kindest, most beautiful person I have ever met, and you cannot dictate the love that she shares, because it isn’t yours to give.’

He was silent, but he went to speak again, and she held out a finger.

‘Don’t you dare contact her again, unless it is with love in your heart, if you have any left at all,’ she threatened, the knives hidden in her outfit forgotten, her words cutting as she told a truth he needed to hear. ‘I love your daughter very much, and I’m only sorry you will never get to see how happy she is without you.’

She disappeared out the door, only popping her head back in for a moment. ‘Thank you for having me in your home, Mrs Y/L/N, you’re a great cook. Your husband is as lucky to have you as he is the rest of your children.’

With that, the door shut, and she chased you down the street. You were silent as the pair of you returned to the WaveRider, hand tangled in hers as she led you to the bed. Laying in her arms, your tears were frozen behind your eyes, until she coaxed them out with a kiss to your temple, her understanding and compassion enough to make you feel safe.

‘You’re okay, love,’ she whispered, undoing your braid and running her fingers through your hair until you fell asleep in her arms.

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[sukirichi]

HEY SUKI! im the 💳 anon fidkgskaia i actually sent ask a few times after i asked you about the gojo fic but i forgot to out the card emoji at the end LMAO BUT i hope you're doing great!

I just read dusk til dawn and i am hurt????? its depressing dijdhakahbaakia. BUT BUT BUT I ABSOLUTELY LOVEEEEEEEE HOW YOU WROTE Y/N???? i love female lead like that bcs i am that kind of woman and our wrath after being hurt constantly is just 🙏😇 pray for yourself lmao or should i say suna and iris should pray harder? Fidkkahaka

NO BECAUSE I WANT TO BEAT THEM SO BAD?????? its so annoying how iris had the audacity to say the crown prince wants her to be pregnant to like miss????? thats my husband??? you're so stupid wtf 😂

but the fact that iris had an inkling about how y/n might know about their forbidden relationship and suna deny it just shows that suna is just equally stupid as her fkifksbaoaokab irisuna = stupid dumb ass couple 😍

you certainly made a great job on writing this story(and your other story too) because the anger and sadness i felt when i read is just... 💀

I LOVE KITA SO MUCH 😭 i hope we get to see y/n interact with kita soon. and the smut scene between suna and iris before the wedding is so hot 💔 it breaks my heart bcs its not y/n but still you make them look hot.

but iris is not a royalty.. right? i mean princess maiko said that she is just someone who grew up in the castle but she isnt a royalty. hmmm

i like y/n and oikawa's interaction in chapter 5!! makes me happy that she is enjoying her hunt with him!! and the last scene 💀💀💀 its too early for iris to be dead lmao y/n is just playing 😍 so true queen

and i cant wait to see what will suna say to her odudmahsiska and i hope y/n just strikes some mean words back at him or something bcs the chat on his phone with iris is disgusting 😭 poor y/n

BUT i remember he said that he would absolutely would fall for y/n if iris wasnt in the picture.... and the fact that he doesnt mind about spending his life with y/n gives me hope... BUT y/n's happiness are much more important!

ok this is getting too ling i shall stop. i cant wait for the next update hehehe love you suki.

- 💳

anon, hello!!

and aww thank you so much, i’m happy to hear you enjoy dtd and love the YN! tbh, when i first pictured how dtd would go, i always imagined her as someone who was loving and kind but eventually had to turn insensitive and maybe even cruel but like there will be moments where you can tell that she’s still a good person yknow?

oh iris didn’t say that suna wanted to get her pregnant 👀 she’s married to kiyoomi, and to make it seem like they had a happy marriage, she was lying about how she and kiyoomi are “trying” and they want to have a kid so bad but also she was provoking YN 😭

also WHOA i made iris and suna look hot??? that’s a compliment thank you! and YEAH i can’t wait for kita and yn interactions too, they’re gonna be my favorite non biological siblings duo here <33 and yeah, princess iris is not royalty nor did she come from a noble family. she’s an itachiyama citizen by birth but became a refugee in inarizaki when she was a little girl, so she grew up more with inarizaki’s culture and customs. her background will remain a mystery for now, but it’s safe to assume iris is the most odd one out of everyone in the royal family.

I LOVE OIKAWA AND YN INTERACTIONS. oikawa finds entertainment in people’s misery and somehow makes any situation enjoyable for him, with the exception of his marriage because he’s always in a sour mood around maiko. and i agree, sending a dick pic to iris was horrible like it even made me feel soooo uncomfortable and disgusted 💀

and yes, yes! suna does like the idea of spending a lifetime with us. he genuinely enjoys our company and like us as a person, and if only he hadn’t met iris first, he would’ve fallen head over heels for us. suna can be saying some mean things but we’re actually his type 😌

i love you too, anon, thank you so much for reading dtd and taking the time to send me your thoughts about it! i appreciate it a lot <33

[t0wnspersonb]

Reignition (Kozume Kenma x Reader)

Word Count: 2,147

Anonymous said:

Hi! I love your work so much! I was wondering if you could do a Kenma x reader? Where theyre really good childhood friends, but she moved to miyagi (karasuno) for highschool. So then they meet at the training camp and have rekindled feelings?? Sorry if yhis doesnt make sense! Again, I love your work so much!!!!

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I don’t know why I made this one so long lol. This was a lot of fun to write, anything that has to do with the training camp makes me so happy lmao. I hope you like this one anon! I hope I was able to write it how you wanted!

Another reminder that requests are closing on Saturday! I’m going through them all slowly but surely, after I finish these requests I probably won’t be taking them again for a while, so I can write up some other stories of mine to share with you guys! Anyway, I hope you guys are having a good week!

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You sighed in exhaustion as you walked through the doors with the chaotic duo. You were never going to babysit these two ever again, no matter what Daichi or Sugawara said.

 If it wasn’t for them you would have already been at the training camp with everyone else, helping Shimizu and Yachi with the manager duties. But fate just wasn’t one your side this time, fearing that the two would ditch their supplementary exams and try to go to Tokyo on their own, Daichi had requested that you stay with them until the exams were done.

 Which meant that you had to also suffer through a crazy drive with Big Sister Saeko, and as much as you loved her, you just so happened to love your life just a tad bit more to never want to suffer through that again. 

 Now you were just exhausted, luckily from the looks of it the practice matches were going to be wrapping up soon, which meant food, showering and a good night’s sleep.

 You sighed once again, your eyes flickering over to your team, you could feel multiple pairs of eyes on you as the three of you walked further into the gym.

 “Thanks for watching them Y/n-chan.” Daichi called out as you approached everyone.

 “You owe me senpai.” was all you said as you walked passed them towards Shimizu and Yachi, wanting to get caught up on what happened while you were gone; completely oblivious to two pairs of lingering eyes coming from the Nekoma team.

 “Must be nice having three managers,” Kuroo muttered, his eyes focusing in on your small figure. “I wonder if that one is new like the blonde one.”

 Of course, everyone’s eyes lingered on your figure a tad bit longer than necessary, curious as to why Karasuno managed to have three managers, and well, because you were incredibly cute. It was fitting that you too would be part of the team, considering there were already two other cute managers.

 The lucky bastards. 

 “Shoyo had mentioned earlier that they convinced one of their managers to come back to the team…” Kenma said quietly, his cat-like eyes following your every movement. “That’s probably her…”

 Of course, Kenma had noticed how good looking you were, but the air of familiarity was too much. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had met you before.

 “Why must the universe be so cruel!?” Yamamoto cried out. 

 Kenma sighed to himself. There was never any peace.

 ***

 “Ne, ne Shoyo! Who was that other manager that walked in with you!?” Inuoka asked curiously.

 Even though Kenma never removed his eyes from his game, he couldn’t help but to sit up straighter, ears perked up. Of course, he was curious too, you seemed incredibly familiar to him. 

 “Oh Y/n-senpai!” Hinata grinned. “She’s a second year at Karasuno, she’s been a manager since her first year.”

 “How come I didn’t see her at the practice match?” Inuoka pondered aloud.

 “Y/n-senpai’s health is very fragile! She was sick for a while and her parents made her quit. But she loves volleyball so much that she begged to come back to the team. Plus, she’s really pretty and a good manager!” Hinata gloated, eyes shining brightly.

 Y/n… Kenma ignored the sudden race to his heart. He knew that name, he knew that name very well. In all honesty, he had never expected hearing it again, much less seeing you again.

 It had been years.

 He couldn’t help but wonder if you remembered him too. 

 Of course, he would remember you, his first love. The one that got away, the other person that he used to play with when he was younger other than - oh that’s right, Kuroo.

 Did Kuroo recognize you too?

 You did look different from when you were younger now that he thinks about it. 

 But then again, he looked different too. Kuroo maybe not so much. Just bigger, still just as annoying though.

 “Well I should get going. We’re playing you guys first thing in the morning!” Hinata said, waving goodbye.

 First thing in the morning?

 Then maybe… he could see you again, right?

 ****

 It was too early, way too early; especially with how rowdy the boys were already being.

 It wasn’t just your boys either, but four extra teams on top of yours? 

 How were you going to survive this training camp?

 “You’ve been sighing a lot this morning, Y/n-chan. Are you feeling okay? Do you need to go rest?” Shimizu asked, a slight concern to her voice.

 “I’m fine senpai; I’m just thinking about how lively everyone is. It’s going to be a long trip isn’t it?” You grimaced, eyes scanning the sea of boys that were currently eating breakfast right now and -

 “Oi! Yuu! Leave Tsukki alone before you break his glasses!” You called out to the libero, pointing the ladle in your hand at him accusingly, eyebrow raised as if daring him to challenge you. 

 The said male apologized, releasing his grip on the tall blonde and sitting down.

 You sighed again, ignoring the giggles of the other managers around you.

 “Y/n-chan is the best at handling our first-year duo and second year duo. They always listen to her, and she’s always looking out for them.” Shimizu explained, a small smile grazing her lips. 

 “Unwillingly.” You stated, “apparently my title as a manager has ‘babysitter’ in it. If I knew Daichi-senpai was going to make me watch those four when he can’t I wouldn’t have come back.” You started saying as you began serving the boys that finally came in for breakfast.

 “I guess I do have some practice,” you begin saying, eyes fixated on the food in front of you as you serve. “when I was younger, I used to play with these two boys that were -” your eyes widened as you looked up to the next set of boys you were about to plate.

 Kuroo looked at you in shock for a moment before a wide grin stretched across his face. While Kenna stood there frozen, although his heart rate was through the roof. 

 “Oya oya oya. If it isn’t little Y/n-chan. I didn’t even recognize you the other day. Who would have thought you’d be a manager at our rival school?” Kuroo said slyly.

 “Tetsu… You look the same.” you grimaced.

 “Oi why are you making that face!?” Kuroo huffed angrily before his eyes slid over to Kenma who was just… staring at you.

 The sweetest smile grazed your lips, your eyes wide and bright and… were you blushing?

 “Kenma.” You said softly.

 He could have died right there, it felt like all the bars in his health evaporated into nothing as soon as you looked at him and said his name. 

 He definitely died and went straight to heaven; especially with a smile like that. 

 “Y/n.” he mumbled softly, eyes flickering away from you, burning holes into his food, ignoring the two pair of eyes that were now staring at him.

 “You’re still just as shy as before.” you laughed softly as you served your childhood friends.

 “We’ll have to catch up sometime Y/n-chan.” Kuroo said before walking off to find a table. 

 “Kenma.” you called out before he could scurry away with Kuroo. He glanced at you once more, pausing for you to continue.

 “I’ve missed you. We should catch up soon.” you said quietly, a soft blush beginning to coat your cheeks.

 “Yeah.” he nodded at you once more before walking off, leaving your heart racing and your cheeks flushed.

 Even after all these years... could that be considered true love? You wondered, ignoring the giggles, and pointed looks all of the other girls were giving you.

 But internally you were squealing as well.

 ****

 The next couple of days you did exactly what you said you would do; you caught up with your childhood friends. 

 When you had finally returned for the week-long training camp, you were glued to the Nekoma team, much to Karasuno’s annoyance.

 Right now, you were handing out watermelon, a sweet smile glued to your face as you made sure your boys got some and then making sure that Nekoma did as well. 

 “Do you want seconds Kenma?” you asked, sitting next to the pudding haired boy. His eyes slid over to you before he shook his head and took out his phone, pulling up a mobile game.

 You scooted closer to him, your head finding his shoulders, eyes glued to the screen.

 You felt Kenma stiffen at the sudden contact, but soon relaxed as you guys drifted into comfortable silence. 

 This was all too familiar, you would always watch Kenma play video games when you were younger, it was entertaining and it didn’t involve strenuous work, which meant it was great for you due to your fragile health. 

 Plus, you got to be close to him, that was another bonus.

 Kenma ignored the racing of his heart and tried to beat down the smugness that filled his body as he received envious looks from the others. 

 The two of you were always close, you were the one person he didn’t mind receiving affection from, although it never really appeared that way.

 “Oi Y/n-chan, can you fill up our water bottles before the next match?” Kuroo called out. 

 “I’m not your manager Tetsurou. But I guess.” You rolled your eyes at him, heaving yourself up and dusting off your shorts.

 “I’ll go with you Y/n.” Kenma said quietly, putting his phone back into his pocket as he stood up.

 You couldn’t help the blush and smile that spread across your face at his offer, that just meant you got to spend more time with him, you’d fill up Nekoma’s water bottles any day if it meant more time with Kenma.

 Kenma was quiet as you talked about everything and anything as you guys walked towards the water fountains.

 It wasn’t that he was ignoring you, rather, his head was consumed by thoughts of you. He wanted to voice his feelings, he could only assume that you liked him too, from the way you acted around him, the way you treated him.

 Even though you guys were apart for years, it felt like you had never left his side. Everything was familiar, everything was comfortable, he liked that, he liked that a lot.

 “- As much as I admire and respect my senpais, it’s just not fair that they want me to teach those two on top of babysitting them and -” 

 “Y/n.” Kenma interrupted your animated storytelling, his slender fingers gently grabbing at your hand that held a water bottle.

 You looked up at him in surprise. 

 Why…. why was he looking at you like that? You could feel heat beginning to creep up into your cheeks, your stomach twisting with butterflies.

 Kenma’s piercing eyes bore into your own, there was a softness to them, but there was also a hardened look of determination.

 “What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, placing the water bottle down and you turned your body towards him completely. 

 He grasped both of your hands in his, eyes flickering down to stare at them before they softly trailed up your arms until they rested gently on top of your shoulders.

 “Do you like me?” he asked, peering down at you.

 “W-What are you talking about?” you asked nervously, eyes flickering away from his intense gaze. “O-Of course I like you Kenma, you’re my best -”

 “That’s not what I mean.” He cut you off. “If you don’t like me then you can push me away, but I’m not going to hold back anymore.” 

 “What do you mean hold back -”

 Oh.

 Oh.

 He was kissing you. Kenma’s lips were surprisingly soft and slightly cold, but they fit perfectly against your own. The kiss was lingering and gentle, hesitant almost.

 But it was your first kiss.

 Your first kiss with your best friend, your crush since childhood, your first love. It was… it was perfect. 

 This was perfect.

 All too soon he pulled away, taking a small step back to give you some space.

 Both of your faces flushed.

 Someone cleared their throat loudly, causing you guys to jump further away from each other.

 “I was wondering what was taking you guys so long.” Kuroo grinned wickedly. “If I would have known you guys were sucking face, I wouldn’t have come.”

 “Shut up Kuroo.” Kenma scowled.

 “So… did you guys finally confess to each other?” he asked, ignoring him completely.

 “Y/n is mine.” Kenma said simply, finishing up the last water bottle, grabbing your hand gently and tugging you away. “Since you’re here Kuroo you can take the water bottles back to the gym.” 

 A soft giggle escaped your lips as he tugged you away, causing a small smile to erupt on his face.

 “Damn you Kenma!” Kuroo yelled out. 

[astrochemstry]

Sincerely three as best friends

Bcs i wished they became best friends and nothing bad in the musical happened :’)) also bcs DEH brain rot ghsahg im srry Connor seems so ooc here I don't know how to write him help

oK so they Evan and Connor met bcs of Jared since i said so jk but like

Lets just say Connor was a scout as a kid, his mom let him be a scout since she hoped it would- maybe, help control the anger issues and such

So ofc Jared is a scout too bcs its Jared

And they met and got grouped together

So uhh Jared and Connor didnt really like each other at first

I mean Jared was scared of him so he stayed away

Correction, tried to

But they always get grouped together

And bcs its Jared he can say some pretty hurtful things

“Oh come on those twigs arent even tied tight enough, did you even pay attention??”

“Thats big talk for a guy that’s just standing there”

I think Jared almost pissed himself bcs of how aggressive that sounded but lets not talk about that

For now

Anyways

Skip to whatever highschool or senior highschool i don't know how schools work im sorry

So Evan and Jared are walkin around the hall

Lets say theyre talkin abt whatever and then bAM

“Yeah this girl really likes me and- oh my fucking god”

Evan is confused bcs what ????

Then he looks at where hes looking and

coNNor mURPHy FOLKS CLAP YOUR HANDS

“Uhh i think i forgot to- uh forgot to go and get a hallway pass and uh and ill just go” Jared gets all nervous and now understands how Evan feels

“Holy shit Evan is this how you feel with Zoe? All sweaty and wet-” “just- just shut up. shut up.”

Theyre both cowards so they try to run away but then boom Connor Murphy is right in front of them

Jared almost pissing himself #2

“Evan Hansen, right?” “Oh-  ah, me? Oh yes thats right thats me, Evan. Hansen Evan, Evan Hansen.” *insert Jared taking off his glasses, cleaning it and putting it back on- proceeds to squint his eyes at Evan*

“Nobody signed your cast.” “No shit Sherlock.” *Insert Evan nudging Jared and glaring at him and Jared thinking he fucked up*

But Connor doesnt give a fuck and only glares at him bcs hes more interested in the blondes- i mean cough bcs its Jared

Then swoOP he signs his cast, “There, now we can both pretend we have friends”

Jared coughing, “Ahem???” Evan raising an eyebrow, “I thought we’re just family friends?”

hey Evan got some sass too guys

Anyways bcs idk how they became friends bcs idk Jared tells Evan about how he met him at the scout camp and then for some reason Evan has this sudden burst of confidence where he decided to talk to Connor but fails miserably but Connor notices and then he talks to them and then what Evan says in For Forever turns true and-

Anyways

THEY BECOME BESTIES YAY

JARED PRANKS EVERYDAY

ok maybe not everyday but yk

Jared puts alarms for 3am and it starts again after every 5 minutes and the only way they can turn it off is to say “Jared Kleinman, the insanely cool Jared Kleinman”

Jared eating a bathbomb infront of Evan and Connor

Both very concerned  about it but Connor says, “thats fake isnt it? Its not an actual bathbomb. right?”

But Jared tells them yes but thats the prank

It is a bathbomb

Evan constantly talking about trees and taking them to the park he became vice park ranger or whatever u call it idk

Jared: “You worked here??”

Evan: “yup”

Jared: “and thats the tree you fell from?”

LETS PRETEND HE ACTUALLY FELL BCS ITS AN ACCIDENT AND I COUGHGJHFGJH

Connor: “thats high.”

Jared: “not as high as you, bestie”

And he means Connor’s height… and bcs he was high at that time

Also Jared calls them bestie to annoy them but now its like a thing for them three

Theyre not really annoyed they jsut like how it sounds so they do it too

Connor does it sometimes tho, he always calls them by their Last name

Instead of first names being the factor of being close friends, Connor calling you by your last name is basically him saying “youre not so bad” or youre a close friend to him

Jared: “Evan, Bestie, is it photosynthesis if i combine a photo of me with the dirt in my backyard?” 

Evan: “not really”

Connor: “Trying to grow taller, Kleinman?”

Connor is basically their go to person if they need a drive since Evan cant bcs of the cast but still cant afterwards since he hasn't gotten his drivers license yet and Jared almost drived into a shop and isn't allowed to drive for them

Hes also really good at finding places to make forts

And bcs of Jared’s and His scout knowledge they made one place in an orchard

Yk that orchard the Murphys love

Its closed but they sneak in lmao

Jared acts like he aint scared but bro is scared of getting caught

Connor also got them into books

Evan read the little prince and he cries over it everytime

Jared was like “ew books” but then Connor introduced ready player one to him

“Why do i have to read this? theres the movie??” “just shut up and read it bestie” and Jared loved it

Also they found out Jared is a secret theatre kid and got into it too

THEY LOVE HAMILTON

JARED CAN RAP GUNS AND SHIPS AND OFC, “and Peggy!”

Connor is pretty impressed and he complimented Jared on how its cool

Jared doesnt believe it and is still trying to find if hes lying

But really Connor isnt

Overall

I wish they became besties :’)

[piraticalarchive]

sending you love because i can and because you deserve it. you are one of my favourite people to see on the dash and chat to on discord. you are honestly so incredible as a person and a writer. the amount of compassion you have for people blows me away constantly , your patience too and your dedication to your writing is absolutely stunning. your hook is hook in my eyes. i admire how long you've been writing him , lucas. the amount of love that has gone into your portrayal , the years you have spent carving out your version of killian jones. also can we quickly talk about the love you have for your animals bc that constantly warms my heart. you go above and beyond to make sure they are safe , healthy and fed. i love seeing your posts about your horses , and i am sending them and you and amy all my love. you're amazing , as a person as a writer as a pet owner. never forget that <3 i am very glad i get to call you friend <3

okay issac so, I've been hoarding this for quite a while i think. For two reasons really. 1) It was nice to just see when I scrolled aimlessly through my inbox and 2) I couldn't find the words to accurately describe what it meant to me, what you mean to me. I wanted to hang onto it forever BUT we all know my relationship with tumblr and the way i somehow manage to fuck with it on a daily basis, so I'd rather have it here on my blog where I know it's saved and I can always find it again. It's so easy to lose yourself into external stuff that wants to bring you down, especially in today's world and it's messages like this can literally make someone's day/week/month/year a bit more bearable. So thank you from the bottom of my heart for what you said and it means a lot .. because I know you and I know you mean it.

So let's get to the bit where i want to talk about you. I don't remember when we met or how we started talking (serioisly the last half of 2019 and the entirety of 2020 is such a blur for me lmao) but I do know it was through your wonderful portrayal of ezio. We just clicked and it was like 'what is plotting??' and just threw random memes together and it ended up becoming a thing and making sense and suddenly there was a plot, we just hadn't hashed it out haha. And then of course there was Cesare which is a blast because he ties into Ezio and those adventures. And then there was .. James. I have been writing Killian for 8 years and I can count on one hand (ha, i crack myself up) the number of times he's hit it off with another male muse to the point where they become friends, even if killian still is insufferable lmao (Guy doesnt count. that's a whole other level) and James and Killian just clicked. Which can I just take a moment to tell you that I love your Bond. I've always been so damn picky about him (I think i've known one other person i interacted with who wrote him and that was from years ago) because I love the character so much. I tried to add him to my original multi and wrote like two things and went oof no lucas don't. So seeing him brought to life in such a wonderful way is a true gift.

And of course now we have Killian and Sasha which is so funny because once again it started with crack stuff (can i do anything serious, ever?) and they've sort of reached this weird place in their relationship where it's like 'are we allies? are we friends? is the darkling .5 seconds away from murdering me?' and even if the friendship doesn't work .. they can always stop by and borrow one another's clothes. You have an ability to write characters in a way that inspires me to learn about their media. The only reason I know anything about shadow and bone and have even given it a second thought is because of your blog. You were my first experience with it and then suddenly other mutuals started making characters too so i was like 'oh okay, thanks to issac i can go with this'. I love him, I love you.

Alright so we're over the muse thing so I can now talk about you. Do you know how wonderful you are? As a writer, yes - but writing is something that can be taught, that can be honed and developed .. personality often can't be. Not past a certain extent. The depth of your feelings for others and the way you tackle life with grace and determination is truly inspiring. I don't remember awkward conversations between us ever. We just sort of slammed into discord and immediately started talking and its great because we both have a tendency to disappear out of conversations because we space and then we come back like oh hey let me continue this convo .. and neither one of us even blink because we get it. You are uplifting, you're funny, you've opened my eyes to so many things I never would have known about had it not been for you. You helped me, answered my questions and offered so much support when I was figuring this journey out. I'm pretty sure other than amy that you were one of the first people I ever broached the subject with and you were great. We have so many things in common as far as trials and such we've faced and sometimes there's just a breath of fresh air in having someone who gets it because they've been there too. I absolutely treasure you as a friend and you're literally stuck with me forever. I hope you know I will always be here for you and I will fight in your corner for everything you ever need. And so will amy, which - she's the bigger threat here despite people who think otherwise haha.

In short, now that I'm done with my novella of love, I want you to know you are important and you matter. The world would be missing a huge piece without you in it and so would my life. I love and adore you, mate !! I'm tagging your main blog because i know you're not on this one anymore (frequently, i should say) <3 @aleksling

[pettrichore]

dunno if i’ll be able to finish this. but so like dabihawks au where like. dabi does his research aka when he was touya he was with his dad once during the whole takami thief thing and met keigo. flash forward he doesnt believe a thing about this hero hawks. sees him for the fabricated person he has become. and eventually hawks sees dabi for who he really is and was and like vigilante-ish dabihawks. bits about the au and the snippet i wrote under the cut.

cause this shit gets LONG af

hawks feels fake. doesnt rlly know who he has even become

the commission kinda forced a lotta habits out of him and completely molded him into who they want him to be

he barely even finds his name to be anything more than a stranger’s name at this point. 

anyway so dabi p much knows who he is. does his own digging. and kinda puts some pieces together and sees how fake hawks is

hawks barely even knows if he shows any genuine emotions at this point. he’s kinda at a breaking point where he cant recognize himself and separate keigo from hawks. feeling like hawks has just swallowed him whole

he does show genuine things though. sometimes says or does shit out of line but he tends to have obedience beat into him even if he sometimes has a bit of a mouth on him. it’s mild tho

at the start of dabi working w hawks, hawks was very careful

it kinda progressed into keigo coming out more around dabi even though it was in bits and pieces

anyway dabi puts two and two together and realizes him and hawks are pretty similar and instead of seeing him as a traitor (though he’s sure that he’s not 100% on their side) he sees him as someone who can fit in with the misfits and he can p much fully convince hawks to ditch the bs

so the confrontation happens (see ending snippet) and hawks is like wtf just happened

and p much eventually there’s some tender moments between dabi and hawks and hawks ends up explaining how used he’s felt

he has been molded into the perfect obedient soldier; maybe sorta kinda explains that the commission is having him do double agent duties and instead of reacting badly dabi is p receptive and doesnt just try to kill him. instead he can see how badly hawks wants to break out of his cage and fly free and he deeply feels for that and knows how that can feel and is like aight well fuck them

so hawks kinda double agents on the commission?? 

and he does end up meeting the LoV and like sees how human they are

but also he’s like damn son but okay i dont agree w everything

and dabi is like yeahhh same ??? idk they are a means to an ends for me but also not lmao 

and then there’s some dabi spilling his guts as they get closer and get more intimate and very much boyfriends

and hawks is so livid and he cant help but fuck around with endeavor the next time he sees him. and like he’s just so much more distant to him. he can’t begin to wrap his head around it. and he’s so broken that like.. the one person that he saw as his true hero. that “saved him” is a horrible person behind closed doors

the one person who he was inspired by and agreed to join the commission’s forces for is just horrible

there’s just a lotta solidarity between hawks and dabi and a lotta shared anger and hurt

and they’re boyfriends and it’s great but also like hawks isn’t a horrible person

neither is dabi ??? i mean listen they’ve both killed ppl. they probs will continue to kinda do it. but it’s always just horrible ppl

like listen killing ?? not great folks??? but also like idk man.. 

they also def leave kids outta this 10000% 

anyway p much they end up ditching the LoV too. try to get some of them outta that shit. like toga who has become like a sorta lil sister for dabi in a way

they both just feel so horrible and gross seeing kids get into that shit

also like the girl needs some HELP. some therapy and rehabilitation idk

idk i love the morality shit with the LoV but might not play with it too much here

anyway they end up doing their own thing and the commission is quick to denounce him and just ruin his image

and try to kill him lmao they made him a perfect hero which could be a perfect villain and if he isn’t working for them he’s working against them (i mean he is) and needs to be Stopped Permanently

anyway here’s the snippet. my single brain cell that helped write this has left my body:

At this point, Hawks wasn’t so sure he was even real. His existence felt fabricated. Each smile or joke carefully placed. Each movement was calculated. He didn’t act out of line. His interviews were carefully thought out months in advance if not lies that he himself began to believe after years of telling them. His penthouse had just enough “personal” touches that when he had a spare moment to invite someone over it actually seemed like it could be a home. Hawks’ original motivations were squashed and were pushed aside unless they created an interesting story. His natural mannerisms that came with his mutation quirk were learned to be suppressed. Hell his own name sounded like a stranger’s to his ears. That is if anyone even knew it. 

“Is there anything real about you, hero,” Dabi spoke. His back wasn’t fully to Hawks, left side presented to him as he set a framed graduation photo down and fully faced the winged hero. Dabi stuffed his hands in his pockets and tilted his head to the side some, waiting for an answer. Hawks snorted and gave him an unamused look.

“I’m as real as they get, hot stuff.” He kept a casual air about his words, hands spreading out in surrender. “Not sure what else you expect.”

Hawks was on edge, but he wouldn’t let the villain know it. They were supposed to be meeting soon, but once again the villain pulled something unexpected and had been waiting for Hawks in his own apartment. Hawks’ feathers twitched slightly, sharpened edges ready for the command if it came. Dabi leveled him with an unimpressed stare. There was a moment where their gazes met in an intense battle, though Dabi’s look softened as he broke out in a lazy grin.

“Y’know... You might be just as much of a mystery as I am, Pretty Bird.”

“I think I’m a pretty open book myself.”

“I think you like to let people think that.”

“And I think you’re just trying to fuck with me. Can we just get to what you came here for? I had a looong day and kinda wanna get some food and some sleep.” Hawks punctuated his words by stretching his arms up high before shedding off his coat, goggles, and headphones. He tossed the coat over the back of his couch and dropped the gear onto the end table. He hoped Dabi would just drop this whole line of thought, take this as some sort of submission, and be satisfied enough to leave. 

Wrong.

“Oh, we can get to that later… You, on the other hand, are much more interesting.” He moved closer, hands coming out of his pockets as he crossed the room to stand a few feet from Hawks. 

“I’d love to be a great host and entertain you, but unfortunately I wasn’t expecting any guests today.” Hawks crossed his arms and watched Dabi carefully, eyes narrowing some in challenge. 

“That’s too bad. You know, I’ve been doing some research on you. I don’t quite think you are who you say you are, Hawks.” The winged-hero tensed just ever so slightly before forcing his muscles to relax some. He didn’t like the way things were going. While Dabi’s fire was his ultimate weakness, he’s sure that he’s fast enough to put a sharpened feather to his throat and end this all here and now than Dabi would be if he wanted to put the spy to an end.

“And who do you think I am then, Dabi?” He raised an unruly eyebrow. His primaries ached to shoot out and end this, poised at the ready.

Dabi blinked slowly, bright turquoise eyes disappearing for a moment before shining under heavily lidded eyes. His grin stretched a bit wider, tugging on where healthy skin met the grafts. 

“I think you aren’t the hero you put out there… Or the person you say you are. You like to say a lotta nothin’ don’t you?” Dabi stepped closer and Hawks’ fingers twitched but his arms remained crossed.

“I think you like to pretend to be this airhead bird. Like to use that name. Like to look like you’re the perfect little hero... You’re good at it, too. You aren’t though, are you… Takami Keigo.” 

Hawks had a primary feather in each hand, on pressed to Dabi’s throat. It pressed in just enough to draw some blood from the marred skin grafts. He could feel the heat radiating from Dabi’s skin and particularly from the small flames in each of his palms, but the villain made no move to use it against him. He just continued to grin. 

“What’s the look of surprise there, Birdie?” Dabi purred. 

“How do you know that name?” He demanded, crowding further into Dabi’s space. 

“Like I said, I did my research. Now unless you want to end up on the crispy side of cooked, I’d ease the fuck up,” Dabi’s voice took on a slight bite towards the end and his grin lessened. “And here I was going to tell you that you can meet the boss finally. Thought you might be real League material.”

Hawks instincts and mind screamed to press the sharp feather further or at least hold his position, demand answers. His judgment told him to ease off and soften the feathers once more. Hawks didn’t move too far from Dabi, though the primary feathers in his hands softened and returned to his wings. The heat radiating off Dabi died down along with the flames in his hands. Steam left his skin as he killed the flames. 

“Much better… We don’t want any incidents like that when you get to meet the boss, right? You’re lucky I’m a lot more patient.” Hawks wasn’t sure what this was all about but didn’t argue with him on that point.

“Glad to see your fake little hero persona is starting to crack.”

[powerhh]

Hi, I hope you're well! It's me, TomorrowsHero from AO3. I've been throwing around the idea of writing a chatfic of my own (for Pokemon SwSh, not BNHA), and I was wondering, as someone who has a few already, how much time you spend sweating over your portrayals of everyone? I know I probably shouldn't, but I feel compelled to get everyone right. Anything you do to help with that feeling? Thank you!

hi!!! i’m so sorry i haven’t gotten to answering this ask for a while!! i saw that you sent me another one with the same question (which i’m grateful bc i got a notif for that one, but not this one) and didn’t have the time to answer it instantly and then it slipped my mind lmao. i’ll not respond to the other ask you sent considering it’s mainly the same question, but i’ll answer the things you added in that question here as well. also, im honored that you asked Me for advice on chatfics, im very glad my fics have left an impression on you!!

alright so! this is gonna get long, so buckle up bc i actually have a lot of thoughts (contrary to popular belief) when it comes to writing my chatfics and you can take out whatever you find helpful from this:

the first mindset i have when writing my chatfics is the “if the opposite has never been stated in canon, there’s no reason this couldn’t be a thing”-mindset. like, say todoroki has never said in canon that he enjoys listening to cascada, but he has also never said that he Doesn’t listen to cascada. this means it wouldn’t break his established character to throw in a random interest like that. it doesn’t break the character, but it adds some flare, which is where the comedy comes from. a serious character stays serious, but the funny part is them having unexpected soft spots and interests, because the reader is so used to the seriousness. a very powerful character having their own interests not at all related to what makes them powerful, or even insecurities to give them even more depth. it’s all about finding the core attributes of the character and staying true to that to some extend to not make the character feel like someone completely different, and then going HAM with everything else. as you probably have noticed, i take a LOT of creative liberties with side characters, especially with my pro hero bnha fic, Daily Lives of Pro Heroes, because most of the characters are more or less blank slates to go wild on. actually that’s another point:

use the side characters that barely have any established interactions or interests!! they’re perfect to drive story and situations forward that wouldn’t go anywhere with the main characters because of their already very existing characterization that you don’t want to kill fully!!

to answer a part of the actual question? a lot of my characterization may seem really surface-level and random at first glance and like i’m fully shitposting, but i usually have it decently sorted out. i Do follow what has been said in canon to some extent, but if i don’t like something or if something appeared later, i see no need to follow it religiously. people aren’t here for canon, they’re here for comedy. i like following the general mood and vibe of the characters, then exaggerate it at some points and also add some depth to the characters by giving them random and sometimes even meaningless interests to make them seem more like, you know, real people. i let my portrayals grow with the fic and derail more as i go, to give the reader more time to get used to MY characterization and canon of each character. so like? do spend some time giving each character you’re going to use some base values and points you find important in the portrayal.

i have a bunch of situations and conversations in my chatfics that are pulled directly or are closely inspired by my own life events or ideas ive had (i do a lot of dumb shit), and also a bunch of convos and situations that are closely inspired by my friends and things that have happened in actual group chats i am in. 

another thing i feel is pretty important to make the chat feel more alive and relatable is making them not Only talk about random and wild situations. there has to be some kind of downtime and some more mindless chatting, or even a character feeling down or sad, because groupchats aren’t Always wild and funny. a perfect example is actually when someone stole parts of my bnha chatfic and posted it on wattpad. the thing is that while most of it was stolen, the person changed some things and also removed a lot of the small-talk and less Wild situations, which ended up changing some of the situations and removing a Lot of of my characterization, which made the characters feel less relatable and just flat. clearly the person hadn’t understood why i wrote the characters like i did and managed to ruin that by simply cutting and pasting their favorite segments of the fic, without paying any mind to what the other parts contributed with.

it comes to actually writing the chatting, you may not have noticed, but i actually have slight different ways i write every single character. this is honestly inspired by my times of being a homestuck fan (lmao) and the many different group chats i’ve been in, and it Does make a difference even if people don’t fully notice exactly what it is. sometimes there are too many characters to have very distinct differences and still match the characters, but i usually spend a good amount of time thinking about what tone i want each character to have when typing and how to achieve that. if i take my bnha chatfic   Yikes™ again as example, you may notice that tokoyami always starts what he’s saying with a capitalized letter, but doesn’t fully care about proper punctuation after that, it’s like he has auto capitalization on. iida is the type to take his time and actually write with proper punctuation. ashido is very!!! excited!!! and uses a lot!! of exclaimation marks!!! kaminari writes in lower caps and doesn’t use apostrophes on words that should have them (like doesnt instead of doesn’t etc, with some exceptions where the sentence would get too confusing without them). sero is similar to kaminari but at least bothers with the apostophes.  note: sometimes i obviously personally slip up and forget what i’ve decided for each, but there IS a thought behind every single character in All of my chatfics lmao.

anyway!! that got long and it’s not even all i wanted to say but it’s all i have time for right now. take whatever you want out of this, but i hope you find something helpful. it’s 4am so i fully don’t know if i make sense, so feel free to DM me or send another ask for clarification or more questions!! also, ive told you many times before, but thank you for reading my fics!! <3 

[wincore]

AGREEEE, WORKING OVER THE WEEKEND IS THE WORST esp since im in uni full time and i work 9-5 on the weekends which means... no breaks for me ever.. 🥲

MASSIVE CRUSH ON OIKAWA OMGGG I SUPPORT THIS!!!!! but i am unfortunately much older than 15 and still enamored by 2d men 😔 life’s rough like that HDJWKDJ YES ATSUMU CAUSES PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE.. HES THE WORST!! btw.. ive heard that the oikawa to atsumu stan pipeline is very real... so if u get to s4.. u may develop atsumu brain rot like me 👁_👁

OOO alright run on, extracurricular, vincenzo, true beauty, love alarm, & perfect crime. NOTED!! ive actually been meaning to watch extracurricular for a while now, it looks so interesting!! now that it has the wincore seal of approval i must watch 😤 OMGG SAKURADA DORI I SAW HIM IN ALICE IN BORDERLAND!! super good show but really gore heavy at some points 👁

ahh ok thank u for the reccs, ive been thinking about starting demon slayer too!! shoplifters sounds really interesting :oo crime??? i havent watched a full movie in a while so i will def check it out!! THESE R ALL GOING IN MY NOTES APP.

NEXT YEARRR omg it sounds far away but i know time passes so quickly nowadays so I WILL WISH U LUCK ONCE AGAIN 💛 i hope u update us when the time comes!!

UGHWHHD EVEN THIS SYNOPSIS IS MAKING ME MISS UR WRITING?!? I LOVE THE WAY U WORD IT... “given a choice to pretend, you find that jaehyun is the lesser of the two burdens to bear” AHHHHHHH omg “he’s in a relationship and doesn’t rlly care about the soulmate system” THIS IS ALWAYS SUCH A PAINFUL SCENARIO IN SOULMATE AUS PLSS!!! Wait is the soulmate of yn gonna be an oc/vague character or another member :O EITHER WAY... PAIN! THIS IS GETTING ME SO EXCITED AND U HAVENT EVEN MENTIONED ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT JAEHYUN’S LIKE IN THIS FIC YET

RUNWAY CHARACTER CAMEOOOS YESS I LOVE RUNWAY YN!!!! i actually reread it last night and ugh i was reminded how much i love yns personality... just the process of experiencing all tht self doubt with them!!! so real & makes u root for them :’)

“if jeno plays edward i need him to that apple scene like taemin did” WHHHHHWJDJJWJDBW THIS MADE ME CHOKE ON THE WATER I WAS DRINKING LMFAO

GODDDD THESE TROPE/MEMBER PAIRINGS, HARD AGREE HARD AGREE!!! HAECHAN AND RENJUN ARE E2L 100%!!!! i think bc the ppl in the bff2l category cant convincingly hate yn back LOL

“gets complimented on his lyricism often but like every song’s about you” STOPPPPP HES SO PERFDCT FOR THIS TROPE!!!!!

OMG I SEE EXACTLY WHAT U MEAN ABT SICHENG IN ROYALTY/CHAEBOL AUS... i think like u said it’s because of his poise & the way ppl are generally in awe of him but also bc of his reluctance to open up!! more reserved until he trusts u... funny and kind but sometimes perceived as aloof... those r some prince tendencies! “what are corporate businesses but modern day kingdoms” LMFAOOWJDJ SERIOUSLY THO

“mans really said i will not give you any onscreen idol personality to work with” HDJWJDJWJSJ LITERALLYYYY this is why i have trouble reading jaehyun fics sometimes bc sometimes they can feel “inaccurate” but its mostly just bc there’s no Standard Personality Stereotype to go off of. but a random & uncommon trope i think he’d pair well with is exes to lovers!! Yes im basically just a jaehyun + angst advocate.

“i think most of them would pair well with bff2l??” FACTTTTTTT and no im not just saying this bc its one of my favorite tropes.. heh... i think i told u this before?? but ur like the main reason i started enjoying e2l!!! i didnt like it before bc i love the PINING in bff2l but then i started reading ur works n was like OH SHIT! THERES LOADS OF PINING HERE TOO...

i think yangyang is not bff2l or e2l, he is in his own category which is Annoyer2Lover HDJWKDJ ex: troublemaker, wasted nights

OMGGGG I DID NOT EXPECT ROYALTY AU TO HAVE SUCH A LARGE LEAD IN THE SURVEY??? and cryptids is so low 😔😔 cmon guys, vampires r fun!!!

WE R LITERALLY WRITING ESSAYS TO EACH OTHER RN BUT I LOVE IT 🥺🥺 its a such a nice break to read ur response when im burnt out from studying!!

OMG IM GOING THROUGH #moonwrites AND IM LITERALLY AN IDIOTTTT IVE BEEN OFF TUMBLR FOR SO LONG I DIDNT REALIZE THAT ROMEO ROULETTE HAD A PREVIEW OUT????

“And I get what out of this?” “Me?” IM IN LOVE WITH THIS CHARACTERS PERSONALITY ALREADY LMFAOO

“—and when this whole game you’re playing is over, you’re going to say I rejected you.” ?!?!???? THE WAY JAEHYUN IS A LITTLE SHIT! THEIR PERSONALITIES ARE BOTH SO FUN PLSJWJDJEJ IM MORE EXCITED NOW!!

pls disregard the part in my last ask where i asked abt romeo roulette.... i had no idea all of the information i needed was sitting right in front of me 😔😔

- tata

WHAT 9 TO 5 ON EVERY WEEKEND???? the system has failed you this honestly feels like a villain origin story 😭 when does it get better???

ALSO let me answer the other asks separately for better readability lol we really out here writing essays GOOD THING i have practice writing but like. this is infinitely better to write 🥰

PLSSS SOMETIMES I WILL SEE AN EDIT/TIKTOK OF OIKAWA AND BE LIKE DAMN I REALLY NEED TO CATCH UP I MISS THIS MF also are you daring me to ruin my life for 2d men bc i will do it without hesitation. wait till i watch hq again and get that atsumu brainrot with you he seems annoying enough for me to like ^_^

AND YES PLS I WAS SO ABSORBED IN IT!! extracurricular was the most gripping show i’ve watched in a while like yes enough teen romance give me two unhinged teenagers doing crime 🤩 AND OMG??? THAT’S WHERE WE SAW HIM TOO and although niragi was literally vomit-inducing human trash, sakurada dori is like. a good actor. except i hated coffee&vanilla which starred him it was literally so cringe i couldn’t 😭 i blame the writers for that though. IM EXCITED FOR S2 OF ALICE IN BORDERLAND THO i really like horror (and i can tolerate gore if ive been desensitized enough) and like i read the manga too!!! the games were really interesting (although morbid).

😭😭 MY NOTES APP IS FULL OF RECS FROM FRIENDS ALL OF THEM HATE ME FOR NOT WATCHING THE SHOWS BUT LIKE. i binge 3 or 4 at a time and strike them off and then go 6 months without watching a single tv series hhh.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I SURE WILL UPDATE !!! it’s so exciting to think about grad school sometimes :33

AHHH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT AND THE PREVIEW TOO SGSDJKDS there’s a few differences in the actual fic i think bc i changed up the language (and i dont remember what else bc i refuse to look at my writing) JAEHYUN RLLY IS A LITTLE SHIT he’ll be like hm yeah im pretty chill :) and then proceed to beat yn at her own game at times. (she wins mostly dw) the fact that i made her soulmate cha eunwoo like girl if i were you i’d crash their relationship 🥱 (jk) but like. jaehyun too is 🤩 despite being dry af

ASDKDSKDS YOU REREAD ALL (ALMOST) 19K WORDS ??? IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE THAT FIC SM AAAAHHH IM FEELING LIKE AN ACTUAL AUTHOR 🥰 i loved runway yn too they were like boss attitude with 20% anxiety.

LOOK JENO BETTER BE PULLING MOVES LIKE THAT TO IMPRESS THE GIRLS 😤 if he hits himself in the forehead with the apple, bonus points bc that was true comedy (as invented by taemin)

AND YES. LIKE I KNOW MARK HATED DONGHYUCK SO MUCH HE WANTED TO LEAVE SM BUT LIKE HE’S TOO NICE WITH EVERYONE ELSE 😭😭😭 i cannot picture him pissed off apart from that summer fight </3

thinking about dejun getting rejected by a girl he wrote a song for. rip brother.

IM GLAD YOU PUT THAT INTO WORDS BC THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT IT IS!!! he’s got all of these regal qualities but he’s still human ykyk so it makes for the most amiable person on earth 😌 i love this characterization of him!!

oof exes to lovers with jaehyun... i had a similar idea a while ago (with theme song sincerity is scary by the 1975) that i discarded bc i don’t think i’m cut out to write that 😭 (YET) so i will keep this is mind. u r so right about jaehyun feeling inaccurate bc it’s like he’s very mild in personality onscreen sometimes?? so him having strong personality traits makes me go 🤔🤔 that man is overreacting. (jkjk but like you get the idea)

WAIT RLLY OMG BC OF ME???? i would never enjoy e2l irl bc irl dudes are 🤢🤢 and if they annoy me i will end them. but in fiction the mutual pining and initial disgust at yourself for liking the other??? helllooo 🤩🤩🤩 especially if it’s in a romcom style <3 bff2l is also better in fiction bc if the relationship doesnt work out irl and the person become uncomfortable with me i will just get annoyed jskshdl

LMAO YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT YANGYANG HE’S JUST THAT™ DUDE skgkhs he feels like someone fun to hang out with but he would annoy you the whole time. also he is cute 🥰

AND EXACTLY!!!! IM HAPPY FOR ROYALTY AUS BUT CMON. LOOK AT THOSE VAMPIRE TEETH. feel like media ruined vampires for people 😔 

THIS IS SUCH A NICE BREAK FROM STUDYING HONESTLY!!!! im like working on two semi-large projects AND studying course and out-of-course material simultaneously so my brain is a little fried. thank u for this 😘

[blookmallow]

playing rusty lake Roots... theres so much going on 

i wrote this post at like 2 AM last night so its kind of incoherent lmao

ok so now im following the family history of... maybe the founders of the rusty lake hotel? someone who is Involved Somehow. some weird shit is going on and im really into it but not quite following yet 

oH god theres a dead guy in the clock. ok 

i spent like 10 minutes solving puzzles in this room with that dude in there the whole time and i had no idea OK SURE 

then i had to burrow into his chest to steal his heart, as you do. sorry sir apparently i need it for some reason but it doesnt look like you’re using it anymore anyway 

very romantic

the absolutely batshit solutions to some of these are so good like. “she likes him! he likes her! help them communicate” “ok i will... give her a rose” “she likes the rose! oh she pricked herself and is bleeding everywhere now” “i... use her blood. for ink. with the feather i got from a raven earlier. so he can write her a love note. with her blood” “great job! they’re engaged now” “i see” 

and you’ll NEVER GUESS where i found a ring for her 

god damn it its you again

why is this disembodied hand following me everywhere i go... i didnt kill it this time it was already dead but like, Why 

oh fuck its the dudes!!!! from the hotel!!!! its the guys!!!! 

i can also see them in the hotel across the lake despite everyone else being humans this time and it feels like this should be Before the events of the, uh. dinner party. but it might be shadows of the future to come or something, there’s a lot of ominous Fate and something to do with memories happening here 

oh. that’s why i needed the heart. i see 

im collecting sacrifices for some kind of revival i think, im betting this is gonna end up being how mr. owl happened somehow 

oH god that’s. ok. fuckign christ 

thats not. how any of this works but sure ok that happened 

really not a fan of the fact that the solution to “how do i get the key from the dog” ended up being “feed it the woman’s fucking placenta after she gives birth” lmao ok

i do like when the solutions are like. unexpectedly horrifying, though. that moment of “wait. no. no. oh god. thats it isnt it” 

also the woman would only give me one bottle of milk (there’s three babies) so i had to fill another one with wine and another with water. i feel like this is a bad method of caring for your triplets but what do i kno 

i know this all isnt really meant to be taken literally tho i think... everything happening here is highly symbolic but im not sure exactly how

the milk goes to samuel, who seems the most normal/put together child, maybe the one who was treated the best/the most privileged one/the one closest to the mother 

the wine goes to albert who ends up being the most fucked up one so maybe thats a sign he was abused/maybe one or both parents had an alcohol problem they took out on him the most 

im not sure what the water would mean though, that one goes to emma and shes a botanist so, water for the flowers, i guess, she later commits suicide but i dont know why yet (or maybe it might not be explained at all) maybe it’s a. wasting away/neglected thing? 

hm.

im missing a shot i thought i had here but you’re in an alchemy lab trying to make this elixir and the alchemist won’t take it, and the only other thing in the room is.... the dog 

so i was just like :( im gonna kill the dog arent i 

but then 

the dog drank the elixir and was fine so the alchemist tried it and immediately died, so apparently it’s a 50/50 chance of either reaction and not “it works or it doesn’t” all around and now we have an immortal dog :’  ) 

either that or it just doesn’t affect dogs. time will tell i suppose

anyway this is how albert turned out and i would do anything for him LOOK at this baby boy 

he wanted a butterfly so i solved a bunch of very strange puzzles to obtain one for him 

fuCKing hell 

albert you’re not gonna believe this look what i found

FUCK yeah you look great 

i brought him the butterfly and he immediately stabbed it to death but really im more concerned with the fact that it’s BLEEDING RED 

look at him go

i carved a pumpkin mask for him and he loves it 

i hope albert knows i would die for him 

ok anyway uhh its 2 AM as of when im writing this so i should stop but im trying to work out thoughts on what the fuck is going on here so far 

ok so

james married mary and they had three kids

james might have murdered his uncle or something im still not sure why there was a dead guy in the clock at the beginning 

somethin sure happened there

james became fascinated with alchemy and eventually died trying to create an elixir of life. something or someone is trying to do some kind of weird revival ritual with body parts. i highly suspect that might be where mr. owl comes from

its not totally clear what’s going on with albert, he had a mark on his head when he was a baby but im not sure if his face is like that just bc birth mark or if the wasp incident made it worse or something, i feel like it wasnt as visible in the childhood scene but i dont remember now 

he wanted the butterfly when he was a kid too but it wasnt clear if he liked it or wanted to kill it then too. not sure if the wasp incident Changed Him/was the start of lifelong rivalry with samuel, or if albert’s just mentally ill and that was just One More Incident with his siblings bullying him, or maybe a combination of both

emma grows up to be a botanist but commits suicide for reasons unknown

there was a really weird disjointed flashback on emma’s side of the tree where albert kind of inadvertently dumped a kid into a well (he was... spinning the crank thing mayb stimming or something, the player makes the swing go too far to make the kid land there in the first place so idk if thats just The Hand Of Fate or what, but albert didnt technically do it he just was the reason he lost grip on the. thing where the rope goes/he didnt help the kid) (but again he’s. not mentally well, i think it was ‘he didnt understand what was going on’ more than ‘he committed a possible murder’) so idk if maybe that was emma’s kid?? she also may have been impregnated by plants. dont know what the fuck that was about either 

samuel marries a fortune teller named ida (and has more kids i think. i wasnt paying close enough attention to the photo on the wall) who albert also loves but she seems to think of him as the devil and has visions about him i think

it looks like albert loses it and puts some kind of curse on samuel possibly black magic/voodoo/something which MAY have turned him into mr. crow, which, fucked up if true 

but im hesitant to accept “albert’s just Fucked Up And Evil” bc... the wine bottle seems to imply he was not treated well as a baby/possibly abused, samuel knocked a wasp nest onto his head which isn’t massively outside the realm of like. sibling rivalry stuff (my brother once smacked me in the head with a snowglobe so hard i had to be rushed to the doctor when he was rly little/i was younger and we’re Completely Fine now lmao) but maybe fucked him up worse than they realized 

and the whole thing with ida, too. theres no detail given but it definitely seems like samuel is the favorite child and albert is the “we don’t talk about that one” child so its like. years of abuse/unequal treatment/etc and we dont necessarily know how samuel’s treated him all these years or if there could’ve been more/worse things going on 

i dont know!! i like him and i want him to get help and not just be condemned as the family demon just bc he spooky 

[kweebtrash]

Hey, not necessarily a sex question. But as someone who loves reading fanfic and appreciates fanfic writers, I still can't bring myself to write it. How did you get into writing fanfic, and was it ever weird for you? Do you have any advice on how to feel less weird about it? Especially smut about real people? (To be fair I can't bring myself to write smut in general idk why)

I started writing naruto and yu yu hakusho fanfiction when i was ten and it was just a regular oc and the character i liked. It wasnt good at all but i thought it was the greatest. When i met my sister (non biological) in middle school we decided to come up with our own "anime story". We would write it in notebooks and pass it to each other during class and get in trouble for it. So i guess that was the first time ive written an "original" story. By the time i was 12 i knew what sex was (mostly) and i knew teenagers did it (my characters were teenagers) so i was like oh if they like each other then they should do it. But because i was 12 i was like THATS ICKY TO WRITE ABOUT (in detail) so i made them get in bed and then skipped ahead and wrote THE NEXT DAY 😂😂😂

Then when i got access to a laptop and internet thats when i round "real" fanfiction online and smut back when it was called "lemon/lime/citrus" whatever the fuck that means. I still remember my first one was about neji hyuga LMAO.

I started reading more fanfiction throughout my teenager years and kept writing for anime, wrote bandfiction, created a bunch of OCs to rp with my partner at the time and i think by the time i actually started having sex that i was like ok this isnt so weird to write about anymore. So when we would rp we would just text each other sex scenes and i guess it became normalized because we were doing it irl so writing about it was just like hey! We sorta know what were doing! Oh i also used to watch a lot of porn as a teen? Idk why. That stopped after like a year or so but i found out shit through that, like bdsm, squirting, how utterly gross blowjobs are, what a hitachi wand was, how much i hate spit, etc. So that actually helped me discover like my beginning kinks. Porn is still terrible tho.

I think the first time i wrote smut was with a wrestling fanfic? And i had been reading a bunch of fics that had smut and with my basic knowledge and slowly finding out what phrases i liked in order to describe things it flowed a little more naturally but it was still hard.

Then i think i didnt really write much until i wrote my pentagon story which i think is terrible but other people like it. I guess with my practicing, experience, and sex education it started becoming easier? You can tell in my pentagon story that i was still getting back into the swing of things bc my sex scenes are atrocious and ridiculous 😅

I never really liked reading series myself bc i didnt want just prose and build up. I wanted smut. I was like THATS WHAT I CAME HERE FOR. So i made it a point to write smut in every single chapter so that way people stayed interested. In doing so it also helped me practice and get better. Then i read A LOT of bad kpop fics and was like....why dont these people know that sex isnt like porn??

There is a lot of copying in kpop fics in the sense that a lot of them are written the same way and we get the usual; some u realistic giant dick, "ministrations, pussy, cunt", kitten every other word, thigh riding, everyone confusing abuse with bdsm, "daddy" popping up left and right without going in depth to what meaning that holds, random weird shit. And i realized WOW I REALLY HATE KPOP FANFICS lol. So when i started writing messy i was like OK FUCK THIS IM GONNA WRITE SEX LIKE HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO GO. Then i starting writing smut where the condom broke, they talked about birth control, having a mental breakdown during sex, sexual assault, accidentally wacking each other while moving around, giggling, talking, explaining what you want. This i think helped me a lot, especially with my mental trauma that was associated with sex. I wanted to make it fun and real while also possibly teaching my readers about sex and maybe influencing other fic writers to not just regurgitate what they read.

As far as advice, im not quite sure if i have any?? Maybe i do lol. Take it with a grain of salt maybe?

With writing i would suggest

Read fics you like and highlight key phrases or actions you think are sexually appealing

Practice writing shorter scenes, you can even do time stamps or drabbles, things like that-people love those on here

Look into things. Honestly i knew what a cock ring was but someone requested i USE it in a fic and i was like shit guess i gotta google how to use a cock ring and while awkwardly watching videos of guys putting these things on i learned about metal ones, cages, silicone, rubber, rings, how long you should keep it on for, etc. So RESEARCH! is key too

If youve never had sex before that also helps if you research. Porn can give you a little bit of knowledge in generic motions or toys to use but by no means is it great as far as realism and sometimes its just plain icky.

So porn can be a basis, research can be a middle layer, reading other fics and seeing what you like and dont like is on top, and writing ur own is like...idk frosting lol.

As far as being weird with real people; since i wrote bandfiction and wrestling fics i was used to writing about real people for a little under ten years or so. Also i have a really active mind at night and i have tons of sex dreams that fit into like a story based setting. Thats where all my ideas for prose, dialogue and smut come from. Not everyone ofc has a brain like that but writing down things here and there might work. Lets say you have a favorite idol moment-like some really slutty dance move during a performance, you could time stamp that for inspiration. Save a lot of gifs and pics of them looking *chefs kiss*, listen to some music (i like alina baraz, sabrina claudio, galant, alex tbh, and jooyong for softer, gentler scenes or if you wanna get freak nastie listen to some dumbass jae park, or pretty ricky, or any sex related song thats not pretty lmao. Like rude boy by rihanna or something with a hard beat).

I think its also good to try and picture yourself in a sexual situation. You dont have to look like you, you could make up however you want to look in the scenario, its fantasy after all. Also think "would i like this?" Like i wont write about some idol spitting in my mouth or slapping me or peeing on me or something because thats not stuff that im into and i would be forcing myself to appease someone else and the writing woukd end up sucking big time. This also doesnt help the lack of good fics bc people are just following the requests they get even if they dont like it. I would write about what i think id feel in the moment. Id probably be nervous or if im pretending i could be a cool badass, i would think about things that i find attractive like his (imma use his bc i do write mostly about boy idols) face in the shadows of the light, how nice or soft his lips look, they way hes conveying emotions and looking at me if we were in love or if we were angry, the hold he has on me, why would it be going slow? Is it sad makeup sex? Is it a first time together? Is it just comforting after a bad day? Why would they be rough? Are they angry? Had a fight? Had a slow burn relationship and its culminated into a big explosion? Did they hate each other but hide their true feelings?

So i would suggest not just thinking about sex but thinking about the moment and all the things that lead up to, happen during, and the aftermath of it.

And of course if you don't understand anything or need more info about sex you can always ask me!

I hope this help and sorry its long😅😅😅😅

[ardnassakseyer]

Oh... HI?

Hi there Tumblr friends, if I have any at all.. haha. Long time no fucking see. well... we all know what this means right? This means I’ve got a lot on my mind at 2:49 in the morning and everytime i have a lot to talk/rant about i come to... TAAADAAA.. TUMBLR!! Okay.. lets start off by saying idk wtf i want to talk about. Theres a lot. First ive been gone from tumblr for a while because i was working on my personal growth, i felt like it was going well until this QUARANTINE happened. Dont get me wrong, I am an extreme introvert, I am a homebody and i do have social anxiety so this has been a piece of cake for me and also kind of enjoyable ( the staying home of it all, not the “we might die if we catch the rona” part.) I am taking this very seriously and do NOT want anybody i love to catch this crazy virus or anyone reading this. Anyway we went off topic.. kinda. I was doing great.. some would say amazing? at this personal growth stuff. This RONA hit and we are forced to be locked up in our houses, which leads to crazy sleeping hours.. which leads to me being up at now 2:54 in the morning.. which leads to overthinking which leads to anxiety.. which leads to me being sad all over again over stuff I thought I put behind me. What a fucking mess. Let me start by saying not all of my personal growth has gone to shit. Number 1.. i have leared to let go and move on.. which is HUGE for me because i hate to say thiss.... i really do hate to say this.. I am a scorpio sign. I know... I KNOW what yall are thinking. NOT THIS ASTROLOGY SHIT. but hey... hey.. let me be!!! I am a scorpio, we as. ive heard and read and studied like to hold grudges and love revenge. scary right? true? kinda. I do in fact hold grudges A LOT. i will hold them for years and maybe forever. if you do me wrong, i feel bad for you because I am not the one you should come to when you want forgiveness. I simply dont care. you did me wrong.. im not going to give you a second chance to fuck me over again. PERIOD. anyways that was the old me haha. The new me has learned to let shit go and move on. Thats my new motto. Next, number two i believe. I have been more independent. who would have fucking thought!!!!! I like to keep to myself now, i get shit done and i dont care if you want to go with me or not, im going anyway. i have taken control of my life. yaaaaaaaaay! those are two of the major things that i have really developed. The twist to all of this is that some of that has plummeted.. not all of it but some. I feel lonely. ah yes... loneliness is awful. in my opionion atleast. I miss having friends. i have a friend, but shes rather busy being a new mom these days, and i understand! I love my new little nephew. But i miss having a friend to go over to, to talk for hours with, to text, to call, to laugh with. to send memes and tik toks too. i miss it, i do. (im taking friend applications).. no seriously. lol anyways thats been the biggest blah of this all. I see people doing zoom calls with their friends haha and just idk still having fun in this crazy time with other people and what have i been doing? College assignments, lots of eating :( and just bingewatching series on netflix. IT sucks sometimes. and this is the place where i can type and type and type and i dont care if anyone reads it because no one truly knows me here.. and i can say whatever i want even if it doesnt make sense. so i just wanted to come on here and type shit that might not even be relatable or get a lot of reposts or attention at all because thats not why i write these texts.. i just wanted to get on here and rant about how much is in my head. so this is what i had to say and im just going to press post now.. lol hope yall had fun diving into my brain for 10 min lmao or however long this takes for someone to read because its so fucking long!!! i promise to try and post more or maybe not, idk we will see IM AN ADULT. i do what i want, or i like to think i am hahaha. ok bye lmao DISCLAIMER: I didn't proofread this, there might be lots of run on sentences, the “i” might not be capatalized and a lot of typos/spelling errors!!! as a english geek... this will be horrifying when i go back and read all of this, as the normal me at now 3:13 in the morning, i give zero ducks. i mean fucks. hahaha bye.

[do-your-socks-have-holes-in-them]

self indulgent writing the fourth

some platonic moceit, to balance out that other thing where deceit was The Worst... the doc for this is titled “in which patton’s adoption instinct takes over” lmao

it doesnt really need to be all the way behind a readmore, not nearly as bad as the first few things, but at this point that’s just how the format is

@altruistic-skittles

The night was calm as Patton stood in the kitchen, clad in onesie pajamas and sipping hot chocolate.  It had just seemed like the thing to do at the end of this particular long day.  He was sort of enjoying the quiet and the being alone, which almost never happened when the sun was up, and was understandably surprised to hear the stairs creak and discover someone else was awake at 5 in the morning.

He narrowed his eyes at the silhouette coming into the room. “Virge?” he guessed.  Then the figure stepped into the moonlight and he blinked.  “Oh! Uh… Deceit!  I didn’t, uh, wasn’t expecting you to show up right now…”

Patton trailed off with an awkward laugh.  He wasn’t going to say so, obviously, but being alone with Deceit in the middle of the night… well, it made him a bit uncomfortable. True, he hadn’t tried to do anything bad since moving in, but he was just a little creepy, okay?  Other than not having his hat on, he looked just as villainous as always.  Patton couldn’t help taking a tiny step backwards when he recognized him.

Deceit rolled his eyes, and the light in the window reflected eerily off his scales as he paused where he was.  “The others aren’t here, Morality, there’s no need to play nice.”

“What?”

“You don’t have to act like you don’t hate me.”

“I don’t hate you,” Patton protested.  He then took another step back- into the counter behind him- and swallowed nervously as he found himself cornered.  Well, not really, he could always sink out to his room, but it still kinda felt like it.

Deceit sighed, sounding rather annoyed and bitter. “Right.  Of course.  You’re physically incapable of such a feeling, I’m sure.”  He paused and looked behind himself at the doorway, then moved a little closer- maybe going for the cabinet next to Patton?  “I just wish you wouldn’t pretend-”

“Can you not right now?” Patton interrupted.  He was looking down, into his empty cup.  “I’m tired, okay, I’m not in the mood for… whatever this is.  Would you just get whatever you came in here for and go?”  Why was Deceit even getting so close?  He usually wouldn’t let anyone within five feet, it was like he was allergic to human contact or something.

“Is he bothering you, Morality?”

Both their heads snapped up at the sound of a third voice, and Patton set his mug down a little harder than he meant to.  He couldn’t tell who was standing at the entrance to the kitchen, but he was sure it wasn’t any of his friends.

“Um… who are you?” he tried.  The person just laughed.

“Oh, don’t worry,” came the non-answer.  “I was just passing by, and couldn’t help but notice that slimy snake making you uncomfortable- I’ll be happy to deal with him for you…”

Patton hesitated.  In fairness, he didn’t really want to be talking to Deceit right now, but this new side was giving him some really iffy vibes.  He wasn’t sure how to respond until Deceit edged closer, just barely brushing arms with him, and Patton felt him trembling.

“Well?” the other side prompted.  “Go on, you can get back to bed.  I’ll take care of him, no need to worry.”

Patton’s eyes narrowed.  He’d felt Deceit flinch back at that, however much he tried to hide it, and his dad instincts were kicking in.

“Oh, well, it’s nice of you to be concerned about me but I think you have things a little mixed up,” he replied in a too-cheerful voice. “See, we were just talking, nothing to worry about!”  He casually pushed away from the counter and put a hand on Deceit’s wrist, easing him behind himself as he watched the unknown side stiffen at his words.

“I don’t think you realize the mistake you’re making,” and oh, Patton could just hear the incredibly strained smile in those words.  Based on the sharp inhale from behind him, that must have been a dangerous tone.

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about. Have a nice night, bye!”  With that, Patton reached for Deceit’s hand and sank them both out as fast as he could.

As soon as they were safe in his room, Patton turned around, supporting Deceit as he shook off the dizziness of rising up.  “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Deceit pulled away and tried to straighten his clothes and steady his hands all at once, looking anywhere but at Patton.

“I’m not sure I believe you,” Patton said gently.  “You seemed pretty shaken there, kiddo.  Mind telling me who that was?”

Deceit seemed to almost do a double-take at the nickname Patton used for literally everyone he ever talked to, and it made Patton feel just awful to realize he’d never said it to him before.  “He, he wasn’t anyone,” he said quickly.  “...Certainly not a so-called dark side who happens to deserve the name more than most, and would have it out for me even more if I told you who he was.”

“Have it out for you…?” Patton murmured.  He was really, really glad he hadn’t let that guy take Deceit. “Has… he hasn’t hurt you before, has he?”

A shudder went through him and he closed his eyes.  “No, of course not,” he said unconvincingly. “Don’t worry.  I’m fine.  I’ll just- go back to my own room now…”

“Wait-” Patton caught his wrist lightly as he started to leave- “are you sure you’ll be safe?  You can’t sink out from one room straight to another, and he could still be around…”

Deceit pulled his cape tighter around himself.  “I’m certain it will be fine.  He’s the kind of person who gives up easily.  I just want to go back to my room and sleep, if you don’t mind, so--”

They both jumped at a knock on the door.  Patton turned to Deceit, only to find he’d disappeared, and opened the door cautiously.

“Hello…?”

“Hi again,” said the same side from earlier, “it seems there was a bit of a misunderstanding on your part, what I meant-”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” Patton interrupted, struggling to keep the “passive” in passive-aggressive.  “Sorry, but it’s much too late to be standing here talking. Goodnight, whoever you are!”  He closed the door in his face.

After taking a moment to get his anger under control, he turned around.  “Deceit?” he called softly, “Where’d you go?  You can come out now, I locked him out… oh no, I hope he didn’t leave the room… uh- Deceit?  If you’re still in here I’m gonna need you to say something, or I’m going to go look in the common areas, okay?”

After a moment, Deceit emerged from under the bed, trying to make the action look smooth and natural.  “I was just seeing if you had any interesting secrets hidden down there,” he explained.

“Find anything?”

He sneezed.  “Dust.”

Patton laughed.  “Oh no, you’ve uncovered the dark secret that I don’t vacuum my floor.”

Deceit felt the edges of his mouth turn up despite himself. Patton stepped closer and ruffled his hair to get the dust out and he froze for a moment, face heating up.  He didn’t usually let anyone touch him, but wow that felt good.  He had to blink a few times to regain his composure, scalp still tingling where Patton’s hand had been as he started talking again.

“…doesn’t look like you’re going to be able to leave until we know he’s gone,” Patton was saying with an apologetic expression. “I’m sure it will be safe once the others start getting up in the morning, but it could be a while… You take my bed, okay?  At least get some sleep while you’re here.”

He froze up a little and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.  “I don’t sleep.”

Patton raised an eyebrow.  “But just a minute ago you said-”

“I know, I know what I said.”  He dragged a hand over his face.  “Sometimes things just- come out.  I don’t know why I’m telling you this, actually.”

“You’re tired,” Patton reminded him, nudging him to sit on the bed.  He didn’t quite manage to protest.  “Why don’t you change into something more comfortable, and then if you really don’t want to sleep in my bed we can figure something else out.”  With that, he left to get ready for bed himself.

Left alone, Deceit shrugged and made a small gesture to change into the only non-embarrassing pajamas he had.  They looked pretty much like his usual clothes, actually, but were made from a softer fabric, and instead of his capelet he had a fluffy black robe to wrap around himself.  Even that small change made him rather self-conscious, and then of course Patton had to return just as he failed to suppress a yawn.

“Aw, you look cozy!”  Patton, of course, had been in his pajamas to begin with.  He took a seat on the bed next to his guest.  “Are you okay sleeping here?”

“I… suppose.  Better than going anywhere else.”

His face lit up with a smile, but he didn’t comment, just nodded.  “Do you care if the fairy lights stay on?”

Deceit shrugged, so Patton kept them when he went to turn the rest of the lights off.  He had to admit, the warm glow they gave off was calming.  It was difficult to tell where Patton went after that, but presumably he was sleeping somewhere else in the room.  Deceit didn’t really care.  He pulled the blankets up over his head and waited to fall asleep, trying not to think about how he was cocooned in things that smelled like Patton, and especially trying not to think about the fact that he felt safer that way.

Patton was roused from the blanket nest in the corner of the room, AKA his secondary bed, by the sound of his guest in distress.  He poked himself in the eye trying to get his glasses on and then stumbled over to help.  Deceit was curled into a tiny ball under the blankets, mumbling incoherently in his sleep; it looked like he was having a nightmare.  Patton knelt next to the bed and touched his shoulder carefully.

“Wake up, hon, you’re okay…”  His gentle attempts to rouse the other weren’t doing much.  If anything, he seemed more upset- Patton caught a soft, pleading “no.”  Not knowing what else to do, he climbed onto the bed and maneuvered Deceit into his arms. He rocked back and forth, humming a lullaby from Thomas’s childhood and trying not to wonder if it was weird to do that with a grown man.  Either way, it seemed to be working.  Deceit relaxed bit by bit, and finally, Patton was able to lay him down again and slip away.

Or at least, he thought he’d be able to do that.  As soon as he tried to get off the bed, the sleeping side had a vice grip on the fabric of his pajamas.

“Okay, uh… I guess you don’t want me going anywhere,” he laughed quietly.  “Don’t worry, I’ll stay… although you might feel different in the morning…”  

Honestly, he kind of expected to get shoved off the bed as soon as Deceit woke up, as had been his experience with Virgil early on. Until then, though, he was happy to cuddle for as long as he was allowed.  He lay down and fixed the blankets, and Deceit was in his arms immediately with a barely-audible “w’rm.”  Patton couldn’t believe how adorable he could be when he wasn’t acting all villainous and trying to… intimidate everyone… goodness, he really was like Virgil had been.  That might be worth some thought.  Once he wasn’t busy watching him unconsciously melt at every little touch, at least.

Deceit woke up very confused.  This wasn’t his bed- where was he?  Why on earth was there someone next to him?  He stayed still, not letting on that he was awake while he tried to remember.  Patton… yes, that was where he was, Patton’s room.  Because he’d come to this side of the mind seeking refuge last night, and it had gone better than he’d even planned for.  And then… oh, no, really?  He kind of wished he didn’t remember half-waking in the middle of the night and clinging to Patton like a scared child.  It was bad enough he’d even gone to him for protection in the first place, really. He was a facet of a grown man, he should be able to take care of hims-

“Oh!  Are you awake?”

Damn it.

“No,” he deadpanned, trying to sound more annoyed than nervous- it was a weird situation, okay?  He didn’t know what he was supposed to do upon waking up in another side’s bed.

“Oh.”  Patton sounded mildly disappointed.  …He hadn’t actually believed that sarcasm, right?  “Well… if you were awake, I would tell you that you don’t have to go back to your own room if you don’t want to.  You can stay here as long as you need, I- I want you to be safe.  …You don’t ever have to go back, if you don’t want to.  Okay?  Wait, you can’t answer if you’re asleep, never mind.”

Deceit remained silent for a long moment.  “If I were awake,” he finally said, voice muffled by blankets and not very steady, “I might tell you I would consider it.”

He could practically feel Patton breaking into a smile.  Probably because he tended to harness the power of the sun for his facial expressions.  He turned onto his side, facing the other, and simply said, “If you told me that, I would be very happy.”

Although he kept his eyes closed and told himself he wouldn’t smile back, it happened anyway.  Patton, for his part, kept his excited reaction as quiet as possible and let him drift back to sleep.

[moonshxdows]

me? writing hlfx outlines instead of studying for calc? more likely then you think

spoilers for hlfx if u havent read it yet and also for the next chap (obviously) and yeah. ill put a cut since its getting kind of long. this is mostly me just organizing my thoughts bc now im finishing this fic out of spite and also i miss raydia. fuck OFF aaron theyre both gay and i do what i want

also i checked my chapter count and apparently. i mentally skipped like a whole ass chapter so we'll see what happens. im rambling. hopefully i’ll be able to actually write this once i finish finals and college essays but until then here

ps if u WANT to read hlfx scroll thru my hlfx tag 😳👀 theres links there promise

so. ezran is still kidnapped, and raydia is pretty much spending 12+ hours on the road a day trying to catch up to the earthblood elves that took him

not to mention they Still Have The Egg. AND they had a fight ab viren and also morality earlier. things r tense and quiet theyre not talking much

raylas like. dealing w her trauma yk? (thanks viren). she hasnt had the best few days/weeks/months/how long has it been since marcos died again?

anyways. bad times but shes healing!! shes gettin better!!! this is first and foremost a story ab healing and moving on and becoming better!!!!!

claudia is Also thinking but not about trauma (maybe about trauma). shes like. rethinking some of the things her dad told her u know? and is also developing an outsiders pov on dark magic with raylas sidelong comments earlier in their journey. except now shes actually Thinking about it and hmm. hmmmmmmm.

idk if i SAID they have the air primal stone but they do now. maybe the fire primal stone bc i do nothing if not project on claudia and boy am i a pyromaniac

anyways.

jesus that was just the setup

anyways they come across an elf village and rayla wants to avoid it this time but claudia sneaks in bc she wants to see it for herself

i change my mind she goes to see how magic is used in their societies and steals a primal stone

so she gets away with it (barely) and rayla wakes up to (another? cannot remember if they had the air primal stone lmao) primal stone in her bag with the egg

"claudia what the fuck im not carrying this your turn"

she doesnt explain WHY she stole the primal stone but rayla notices the filmy magic coating their clearings in the morning. and its not heavy, dark magic. its the magic of her childhood and her people, and gives her a little hope for her traveling companion

(are they friends? can she call claudia a friend when they were at each other's throats only a few weeks before?)

she doesnt mention it, though

they get more little moments on the road, peppered between sharp words on the bad days and dead silence on the worst ones. but they grow closer, bit by bit.

then they intercept the caravan with ezran and everything goes to shit

raylas impulsive and angry and so, so tired and so she runs at them, only for claudia to pull her back last minute.

theyre both scared but. claudia has a plan. she hopes.

so they linger outside the queen's palace, and wait. because if xadia politics are anything like human politics, the dragon queen will want to see her royal prisoner

she does. and when ezran steps in front of the massive dragon, sweating and exhausted in his torn cloak and tunic, rayla grabs claudias hand to stop herself from running out to him then and there.

it doesnt take long for the queen to demand retribution for her child, since clearly the crown prince- now king- ezran is alive

and this is where the plan comes in

rayla steps out onto the open air royal draconic chamber, holding the egg, and all goes silent. there are tears in her eyes when she sees ezran start to cry, but her voice remains steady when she speaks

"I have something better than retribution. But the one who brought it deserves to be the one to give it to you" or something like that

she hands the egg to ezran, he explains, claudia rushes out and theres a teary group hug while zym is born

the dragon queen doesnt trust them entirely, especially since the new one reeks of black magic, but she agrees to send an emissary to katolis

with rayla as their guard, of course

its the first step to true, lasting peace

[furymint]

Pros/Cons of Dating Meme

“Call my name, and I think my world would unravel to its knees. I could not stop myself. I would abandon mine honor all and come.”

PROS

entirely devoted--he will attempt anything p much anything for u, will beat ppl up or carry ur things, but initially knows more of how to worship than to love. hope u dont mind pedestals and self sacrifice till he chills out

he prefers to relax at home or go to familiar places rather than do new things. he likes to be at least in the same room or to be physically close--he likes to cuddle. also more of an active person so sports are fun or just (ironically) going out to Nature rather than society

he's a good listener and usually doesn't forget things. he also never breaks a promise and never lies

undemanding. he doesn’t like spending money or when ppl spent it on him. just spend time w him, touch his hair, and give him hot chocolate and he's set. he's more high maintenance emotionally than anything else what w all that war stuff (which is a lot on its own to deal w)

CONS

off stabbing dragons (or garleans, i guess) 90% of the time so i hope u like writing letters if ur not a knight or alliance soldier

until he smooths out, he requires a bit of walking on eggshells for his brain to not crash into nothingness or anger. some of his triggers are hit or miss. u have to learn how to deal w these things together

soooo stubborn. holds grudges. also closed-minded. his habits n ideas need to be eroded over time--he almost never changes his mind overnight

skittish. sometimes it can take him some build up to say what he's thinking.he also clams up in public so pda is mostly no-go for a while

DEPENDS

in general he's a rly passionate person who feels p deeply, but away from home he's very conceal dont feel. sometimes he can have seemingly random but intense bursts of admiration or crying

hes a v private person so he wouldn't like. tell the whole of ishgard hes in love w u. that said, he’s not being Secretive--he’ll talk sometimes if someone asks. to some ppl his affections might be obvs

eli n tags under the cut!

"Damn the war. Damn the world and its heavens and hells. I want one person. With or without the gods, I will have him--if he will have me."

PROS

will do anything for ur benefit even if u dont want him to. he's a bit better than Nol with the worship > love thing, but beware of pedestals again.

patient, consistent, hardworking, n forgiving. will not give up on anyone he loves. will be ur biggest fan. ride or die for u

excitable, doesnt mind being loud but can be quiet for long stretches, likes to talk, go places where u can be seen, Always wants to go out to breakfast, doesn’t like outdoors-y things (no camping no bugs)

$$$ n not afraid to spend it, will p much buy u whatever u want or better. he likes giving gifts. he treasures w/e he gets in return even if it’s smth little and he never forgets favors

CONS

dramatic and a bit high-strung. he's also considerate and generally self-aware, so he wont do smth stupid (usually) if its not the time for it. he feels v deeply tho, so a good portion of his dramatics are just his unfiltered feelings

v observant but also nosy. will notice if smth is wrong, and even if he doesn't ask why, he will be constantly looking for the reason. he thinks hes clever n manipulative in this way, but he's not rly much of either

has a metric ton of expectations for love that need to be altered n broken down to be realistic, and can easily fall in love w the idea of a person over true life

he doesnt like to be alone so he'll constantly want to hang out, which will spoil him. dont spoil him. he'd get overdependent n prob annoying abt it

DEPENDS

u gotta go to social gatherings. brush up on ur parlor games and dont forget which aunt is blackmailing what cousin. but u get to dance n eat nice food

Loves That Romantic Shit. roses, poems, sunsets, candles, u name it, he wants it. valentiones is religious observance he will not stop reading keats. he will sob at every sappy romance movie. no he will not change.

these were fun to think abt between classes! i saw @thebeauregardbros do it n theirs made me laugh so i wanted to try

tagging @aethernoise @kukurubean (dont do rothe if itll hurt u lmao) @endangered-liaison @norhimorovine @the-rosehouse @the-wardens-torch

[felixsaussieaccent]

To All The (Stray) Kids I’ve Loved Before | v

Member: Seungmin

i  ii  iii  iv    vi  vii  viii  ix

I threw my phone on the bed and sighed loudly. “Those fakes” I whispered to myself. Both Jisung and Jeongin promised to go to the library with me to study but cancelled one hour before. Jisung went to help Changbin with a rap and Jeongin said he doesn’t feel like it. I got up and grabbed my bag. Might as well go early. I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to understand anything, but with the test coming up tomorrow, I knew I had to go study either way.

Curse my procrastination.

I got to the library and made my way to one of the tables. I got my things out and started studying. One hour later, I had highlights and pens sprawled on the table, my notebook and the notebook Yeojin lent me, a drink on my desk, I had everything with me , expect my motivation.

I put my head into my hands and sighed before looking at the notebook again and whispering “I’m gonna fail this class.” 

“Mood, but do you want some help?” I heard a voice behind me say. I turned around to see a guy around my age, with black jeans and a green hoodie. “Yes please.” I whispered, desperate. “Physics?” He asked, sitting next to me as I nodded “You poor child.” He chuckled, causing me to let out a faint laugh. “I’m Y/N.” I said “Seungmin.” he said. 

“May I?” he asked, pointing at my notebook as I pushed it towards him. “So, basically I’m assuming you know how to calculate the relative error?” He asked as I shook my head no in shame “I use to, but I forgot.” I said “Well, for that, you need the absolute error, and for that you need the average value and then you take the observed value minus true value and then....” Seungmin explained, drawing on my notebook.

Next thing you know, I was solving equations by myself, and they were correct! “Are you a magician? Because suddenly PHYSICS makes sense.” I looked at him in shock as he chuckled, blushing. “if you need any more help with anything, make sure to find me, ok.” He said as I extended my hand. “What?” He asked “Phone, I don't have your contact, idiot.” I said as he smiled and gave me his phone. I gave it back after adding myself on kakaotalk on his phone. He was about to leave, when I stopped him

“Oh, one question! Do you know Math?” I asked as he nodded “Could you please tutor me tomorrow?” I asked as he waited for a second before replying with a “Yeah, sure, same time, same place?” He asked as I nodded, smiling. I did some more equations before packing up and heading home, where I called Jeongin. 

“JEONGIN! I UNDERDSTAN PHYSICS!” I yelled “Wait...you? Physics?” He asked, shocked “I was just as surprised as you!” “But how do you understand? What happened?” “There was this one guy, Seungmin in the library that explained everything and I understand it now.” I said as Jeongin paused. “Say his name again.” “...Seungmin?” “Kim Seungmin?” “I think so.” “Y/N, you just had a study date with the smartest guy at this school. Everyone askes him to tutor them, but he always rejects.” “wait, what?” “OMG HE THINKS YOUR CUTE” “JEONGIN, WHAT NO HE DOESNT” “YES” “NO”

and we didn't stop arguing until 2am, when his mom told him to stop yelling and get to bed. The next day, I told Yeojin, who teased the hell out of me. “Wait, you’re best friends with a cute boy, then one of your best school friends is cute, then your neighbor is also cute, then the most popular guy at school decides to let you borrow his hoodie, and now this? Can we change lives, please and thanks!” Yeojin teased as I blushed. 

I’m 99.99% sure Seungmin is a genius and helped me ace this test, which made my day. I was so happy the whole day, I even let Jisung make me drag him through the halls, since his “legs don't work after PE”. I was looking forward to going to the library and studying for the first time. 

When I got to the library, Seungmin was already sitting at the desk we sat at yesterday. 

“Oh, am I late? I’m so-” “No, you’re right on time, I came earlier to study for my history exam.” Seungmin cut me off and smiled, before gesturing me to sit down next to him. I sat down and got my notebook out of my bag. The same process happened as yesterday, he scanned my notebook, explained while drawing on my notebook, and I felt like I was finally smart again. This happened lots of times. Me and Seungmin started to have study dates at cafes as well, as neither of us could bare the time apart from food. 

I did well on every test Seungmin tutored me on, so I tried to repay him by paying for his drinks, but he refused, but settled on having a “I pay this time, you pay next time” system as he knew I wasn’t going to stop insisting. As we started going on these study dates in cafes, we started becoming closer, I felt like I’ve known him forever and I've had so much information about him, that I would probably ace a “How well do you know Kim Seungmin?” test as well.

I had the most important test of the whole semester coming up, so I asked Seungmin, if he could meet me before school at a café near school. He agreed and helped me memorize as much as possible. I was so nervous I couldn’t even finish my hot chocolate, offering it to Seungmin, who gladly finished it. “Hey, you’re gonna do great, like you did every test, and it’s all because of me.” seungmin stated, flipping his hair as I rolled my eyes. “I’m just really nervous, what if I get super nervous and write in latin or something?” I asked,slightly  panicking.

“You know latin?” He asked “No.” I answered, making him laugh. “You’ll do great, sweetie, I believe in you. Now, we both have 10 minutes till school starts so I think we should be heading to class. And even if you won’t need it, because you won’t, good luck.” He said before grabbing his bag and patting my head and leaving. I sighed and made my way to class. I was shaking so much I could barely walk, but thankfully I got to class and finished the test.

Seungminie

I hope you’ve calmed down, don’t worry about it too much, you probably did great and if you didn't, well, you won't die lol

I smiled at the text, causing Yeojin to tease me once again. “texting your boyfriend?” Yeojin asked, teasingly “What boyfriend?” Changbin quickly asked as both him and Jisung looked at me, confused and concerned. “I’m texting my tutor, since when do you believe Yeojin?” I asked “Hey!” Yeojin yelled, playfully hitting my arm as I noticed both Jisung and Changbin relax. My brain was now filled with questions of why would they react like that, but my thoughts, thankfully, got cut off by the bell ringing. 

A few days later, we got our test back and my eyes widened as I saw an 100% mark on my test. I got so happy, I hit Yeojin so hard that she almost fell from her chair. “Omg, I’m so sorry.” I said, outing a hand over my hand and helping her to regain her balance. After school, I texted Seungmin to meet me near the school as I happily walked to the meeting place we both agreed to.

“GUESS WHO GOT AN 100%?!” I yelled, when I saw Seungmin as his face lit up. “Omg! I’m so proud of you!” he yelled back before hugging me. I’m pretty sure if I hugged him even more than how I was hugging him, he would be dead. “Drinks on me, come on.” He said, taking his hand in mine and dragging me into a nearby café. It was only then, when I realized how nice Seungmin actually was, he actually cared if I get good marks, not just tutoring me for the hell of it. He was so nice to do all of what he did just so I could get good grades. 

I smiled at Seungmin, who was ordering us milkshakes and beaming with happiness, because I got such a good grade. “What?” He asked, looking up from his milkshake “Nothing.” I lied. It wasn't nothing. It was the first time I realized that I may have developed a crush on him. For the whole café date, I couldn't stop thinking about my crush on the cute boy in front of me. It was only when I got home, that I squealed and jumped around my room, feeling the crush hype combined with the happiness of my grade take over my body. Once I calmed down, I sighed and looked at the box.

That damn box. 

Might as well, as it has become somewhat of a tradition.

Dear Seungmin,

….

A/N: This is probably the worst one I’ve written. I would really appreciate you giving me any feedback on my work, as it does make me wanna do it more and that way, I can improve and give you better content lol. Also not proof read, but which one of my works is lmao