#lune's insane ramblings

[waningcrescentlune]

Robbed in broad daylight.

[nem0-nee]

Lord, might take an eternal sleep because that raffle drained my stamina down to the negatives 💀

If anyone needs me, I'm going hoooonk mimimi till I don't feel like shit ✨

[astrxealis]

arctic monkeys in the philippines raghh raghhhhhh raghhhhhhhhhh

[r0mantic-f00l]

(again, not happy with this one but I just finished an over 2k chapter for soleil et lune and I'm tired so 😭)

jealous remus is one of my weak spots 😩

happy valentines day!

Interfering with a Love Life

The pub was cramped, every corner, every table filled with people as chatter and laughter deafened the music playing through the speakers. Drunk old men sat at the bar and bothered the poor, exhausted barkeep who had half an hour left in his shift, his eyes flicking to the clock every 5 minutes as the old men roared with laughter.

Remus was staring at you, sneaky with his gaze as he watched you smile, giggle, joke and talk; he only looked away when you glanced at him briefly, sipping his beer as he pretended to listen to James rambling to Peter about just how difficult Quidditch could be.

Sirius was at the bar himself, flirting with the man next to him to get free drinks (Remus always rolled his eyes, but Sirius always ended up walking away with free drinks for everyone at the table).

Lily was talking to you about wedding dress shopping, Remus quite invested into the conversation as he listened to you gush about how a sweetheart neckline (whatever that was) and perhaps a mermaid dress (he wondered if that was even a thing) would look amazing on the red-haired girl.

A couple minutes later, Sirius finally walked over with a round of drinks in his hands, passing them out to everyone.

"God, that bloke was such a creep." He murmured, digging into Marlene's bag for a cigarette pack.

"Uh, Sirius, you got me a cider." Remus complained, lifting the bottle so Sirius could see the lable.

"So?"

"So I don't like ciders."

"You don't like ciders?" You asked, bewildered at his taste.

"Yeah, I think they're too sweet." He shrugged.

You took the cider bottle away from him and smiled as you drank a sip.

"More for me, then."

Remus rolled his eyes, smiling as he did so, and he stood up from his chair, taking his jacket off and placing it on the chair, establishing his claim as he checked his jeans' pockets for money.

"Right, I'm going to the bar. Does anyone want anything?"

Everyone shook their heads and said no, Remus walking over to the bar as Sirius lit up his cigarette, ignoring Marlene's scolds as James gagged at his 'disgusting' habit.

Remus ordered a beer, to which the barmaid had to run down to change the keg, leaving the man standing there as he leaned against the wooden counter.

Another man had walked up next to him, same age as Remus, maybe a tad bit older, as he ordered an old-fashioned from the other barkeep, leaning in the same way Remus did against the bar.

"Oi," The man had attempted to get Remus' attention, quite rudely, but nevertheless Remus turned to face him.

"You having a good night?" The man attempted to make small talk, tapping his fingers against the wood as he grinned at Remus.

"Yeah." He replied, just wanting to be left alone.

"Oh, good. Listen, that girl you're with, over there?" The man had pointed to you over his shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering if she's single."

The barmaid had replaced the keg, it seemed, as she handed Remus his cold glass of beer. He gripped onto it strongly, sighing as he reminded himself to be calm and tell the truth. You weren't dating, much to his dismay. Why should he interfere with your love life?

"No, she isn't."

Apparently, Remus decided to interfere with your love life that night. 

"Oh. Who's she with?"

"This really strong guy, he's also got insane anger issues."

"Oh yeah?" The man tilted his head.

"Yeah."

"Well, I don't see him anywhere." The man grinned, taking a sip of his whiskey whilst Remus' jaw clenched.

"Well he's here."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and if he knew that you were talking like this, he wouldn't hesitate to punch you across your face and kick the living shit out of you."

The man chuckled. "Trust me, he wouldn't get a chance to try."

It was as if the stars aligned when you walked up to Remus and wrapped your hands around his arm.

"Remmy, why are you taking so long?" You whined, clearly a bit tipsy as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Are you missing me?" He grinned, finding humour in the man's suddenly afraid expression.

"Yeah, Siri and James are being stupid and the girls are talking about going to Vegas, and I just wanna go to bed." You yawned, closing your eyes against Remus' arm as he chuckled and shifted his arm around your shoulder so you could rest your head against his chest.

"Okay, I'm coming back now." He grabbed his beer and smirked at the man who gulped and looked away from his intimidating stare whilst the two of you walked away.

"I heard you by the way." You mumbled.

"You did? 

"Yeah," You looked up at him and grinned.

"It's nice having such a protective boyfriend."

Remus repricated your grin, and ruffled your hair.

"It's nice having such a beautiful girlfriend."

You blushed, though you hid your face in his chest.

The next morning, you woke up with your head on Remus' bare chest as he twirled your hair between his fingers, staring at you with tired eyes and a smile on his face.

[tuesday-is-a-good-day]

Not to talk about The French but I'm going to talk about The French (Stormbringer Spoilers)

I've been hyperfixated on Rimbaud and Verlaine for 5 months and I'm going batshit insane about them (I feel like my obsession is dying down but let's hope I'm just feeling the general affects of mental illness, anyway) and due to my regular perusing of Stormbringer and Fifteen, I noticed something that stuck out to me.

In Rimbaud's log-book entries, the moon is mentioned a total of six times,

Initially I wanted to use this to calculate the time between entries, thinking I could estimate the time frame between them (since Asagiri won't even bless us with the DATES) but then I noticed just how many times the moon is mentioned in reference to Verlaine.

This is all in the epilogue of Fifteen, but it's so evident in Stormbringer

Again, all of these are from scenes that include Verlaine, or are in direct reference to Verlaine, or in lines said by Verlaine. The real kicker for me though was this next one.

This is the last time the moon is referenced in Stormbringer. After the Singularity Beast within Verlaine is killed, the moon is never mentioned again.

Now all this is Super Exciting and all, but just you wait.

MOTHERFUCKER

Mind you, I figured this out after researching moon phases for half an hour so I was PISSED. (Seriously my notes about Rimbaud's journal just turn into incoherent rambling about here)

But read the actual poem and tell me this isn't Verlaine

Firstly the imagery of songs and dancing fits with the metal particles that were used by Pan/N to control Verlaine

Also the disguise/mask imagery connects with the cold demeanour that Verlaine presents

"Singing all the while, in the minor mode, Of all-conquering love and life so kind to them They do not seem to believe in their good fortune,"

Not believing in good fortune???? Like Verlaine didn't believe in Rimbaud's love for him?????

Now I can't tell if I'm going insane (I am) or if this makes sense but I've been told this makes sense so hopefully it does.

In conclusion, I think Verlaine's ability is called Clair de Lune, thank you for coming to my tedtalk.

[waningcrescentlune]

This year? We cha cha cha.

[danerdybluebanana]

Obligatory introduction post

uhhh... hi-

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

some things about me...

~ my name's luna, but im open to any nicknames as well! (lunes, lu, and moon are some i've been called in the past but i'd be happy to see what you come up with ^^ [as long as it's respectful, ofc])

~ my pronouns are they/them

~ posts are highly likely to be sporadic due to the sole reason of me forgetting i have tumblr in the first place

~ i am absolute fangirl trash (fandoms will be listed down below)

~ i’m all for making new friends but please be warned… i’m a socially awkward/anxious being who’s terrible at holding conversations lol ;w;”

~ i don’t really have any specific dnis other than don’t be a jerk or a creep :)

~ as far as blog tws go, i try not to but i swear a moderate amount and my mental health is lokey not the best which i’ll talk about occasionally, so just be wary of those

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some things i’m Completely Normal About™ include…

~ SALLY FACE

~ nocturnals

~ polyphia

~ sleep token

~ the band ghost

~ a date with death

~ both our life games

~ error143

~ blooming panic

~ seekL

~ miraculous ladybug

~ the owl house

~ bluey

and many more… (expect this list to constantly update as my hyperfixation list grows and changes and for me to constantly be rambling about everything on said list)

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tag lists!…

#rambles from the void - posts that consist of random thoughts my lovely adhd brain came up with

#insane fangirl rants - posts where i go absolutely feral talk completely normally about fictional characters and worlds i’m too emotionally attached to

#vent posts - more serious posts where i rant about my problems to strangers on the internet

#doodles n stuff - on the offhand chance i do draw something (most likely some form of fanart) i’ll post it here

#the purple notebook - any pieces of writing i feel confident enough to post i’ll put here (that could range from poems i wrote in creative writing club to fanfics to occasionally even song lyrics depending on how i’m feeling)

#quotes to remember - pretty self explanatory, any fun quotes or quotes that resonate with me (either from pieces of media or from things i've heard throughout the day) i'l post here

i’ll try to keep my posts as organized as possible but no promises ���

i’ll also update this list and add more tags if needed

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annnnd that’s all for now :]

feel free to ask me anything, i’ll respond when i remember to check haha

hope you enjoy your stay here!

[waningcrescentlune]

This is what friendship looks like.

Whats it like being the biggest loser /j

It's a little kill yourself topped with nobody likes you

[criticalsorcery]

I have finally finished the Red Rising series and my brain hurts

gonna do a read more cause my thoughts are long and rambling (MAJOR SPOILERS)

-FUCK LYSANDER AU LUNE -Lysander can get fucked you little bitch -Cassius killed fear and no one can tell me otherwise, Cassius DESERVED it, that's how you do redemption, I fucking hated Cassius for so long, but the second he, Darrow and Sevro were together again it was like being shot back to the institute -Cassius shouting that his honour still remains?! *crying* -Lysander's a pompous little ass, he's literally re-forging the chains -Atalantia is going to be tough, and that fight is going to be insane...but truly all i want is for Lysander to die -Darrow and Mustang having that tiny chance to talk and yet both being so broken by having to leave each other again -SEVRO LEARNING ABOUT VICTRA AND ULYSSES...absolutely broke me...and then for him to think Victra would think less of him for not being there??! JUST HEARTBREAKING -Volsung Fa being a literal character was insane....his voice modulator turning off and him showing up in a silk robe and just wanting to retire?! after literally RUBBING SALT into Sefi's blood eagle'd back?!?! He ate Ephraim's heart...and it was all an act...the ritual and all those beliefs were just nothing to him -CLANG, CLANG, CLANG (that whole hunt was amazing) -The Breath of Stone....just beautiful -I apologize to Lyria for not liking her, but since Ulysses she's truly become one of my favourites -I thought Kavax died and didn't think i'd recover -Sevro at the auction and literally everything that happened on Venus was crazy, and I hate Apollonius but I think the next time we see him will be very very interesting -Mustang and Victra need more scenes together and more scenes in general -Victra and Sevro are still my ultimate favourites -All i want is for Darrow and Sevro to hug their wives and children....truly no matter what else happens in the next book I NEED that at least

[bookinit02]

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 MEEEMMEEEEEEE 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟💥💥💥🌟💥🌟🌟💥🌟🌟🌟 MEE

OKOKOK!!! there are. a ridiculously infinite number of directions i could go with this so i think the real challenge will be picking Only 5. but dw i’ll add more later so u can listen!!

ok cannot express how sorry i am to start off so Unbelievably Strong bc i know this song is probably like. a straight up slap in the face😭 BUT ok listen listen i found this on my gifted kid burnout playlist while i was combing thru songs for other people and i immediately wrote it down for later bc i was like. wow this is actually the most moon coded song i’ve ever heard in my entire life. obv i won’t explain the lyrics bc i don’t want to put u on blast but i feel like this reminds me SO much of ur internal monologue or just like. the things u say abt urself (not that i agree OBVIOUSLYYYY) . also the other thing abt this is that it is rlly upbeat & pleasant to listen to while the lyrics are actually so deep and tender and. aching almost? i just feel like this is you in a song. so sorry again hope u don’t hate me after this & i promise they will not all be like this ok😭 but. anyway moving on!🙂

ok well obv the title means moon but also i think this is just so gentle & poetic!! i do associate u w/ poetry very much for many reasons so honestly that’s all i’ve got for this one😙

i associate u w/ mitski so insanely much & this is the one i think of the most for some reason? i think it was on a fic playlist and i probably looped it a gazillion times while i was writing a comment or something. but yes u are so mitski coded as u have told me many times, and i had to have at least one on here!!

this is another one that ALWAYSSS makes me think of u, specifically bc of when u pointed out the way he says that One Line and now i can never unhear it. also bc u love the 1975. and also this song is so fun just like u and u sure are Way Out!

omg this one too!!! i associate this so specifically with ur fics & it is just so upbeat & fun and it just reminds me of calling u & being super happy bc u always cheer me up🫂

ok!! that was actually much much harder than i thought it would be so. dw i’ll add songs to the playlist bc i have so many but!! hopefully u like these ones :) ofc most of them u recommended to me so hopefully that’s not cheating😭 also i feel like there should be a bts song on here but. i was too tired to pick one sorryyy! love u sm🫂💗

[fab-livious]

[noxtivagus]

wait im gna do my school assignments before anything else but 🥺 ffxiv brainrot

[stariwrites]

👀👀👀👀 Ship your moots

Alright I’m putting this under a readmore because I’m going to try and include all of my moots so let’s see how I do. They’re going to be split up half and half so this is the first half. I’m determined also I may have gone overboard but it’s chill

Edit: adding more here!

@dabitdabi Keigo for sure, they’d be so powerful it would be insane😩, he’d be so cute and flustered and Cheshire is such a sweetheart he’d practically drop everything for her if she needed it. The type of couple who compliment each other, she’d remind him to take care of himself and make sure he knows that shes somebody he can depend on/talk to at the end of the day. And he’ll take care of her too, make sure he remembers her favorite food, flower, blanket you name it he’ll remember.

@sleepyrintaro (ik you’re on a hiatus love but I wanted to include you too) Kuroo, another absolute unit. When I tell you they’re both geniuses and when they’re together they’re either the most intelligent people or have one brain cell shared and there’s no in between, there’s no in between. Rin is amazing and is so kind/has such a big heart the two of them would have so much fun together and be so fun to be around. Kuroo would love hearing about psychology and it would basically turn into talking about hyperfixations going back and forth.

@rukunas Sukuna hands down. Rue is so sweet and has the best vibes and I feel like Sukuna would be drawn to that. The soft but only for you trope definitely comes into play here. Sukuna would look so intimidating and tease Rue but then get flustered half way through. King of curses or not he can be really intimidating one minute but as soon as you need him he’s instantly like ‘what’s wrong baby what happened?’ (Basically the Gordon Ramsey with kids vs with adults comes into play here).

@kkodzvken Dabi or Toga, Lune is a sweetheart and I feel like both Dabi and Toga would look at them and instantly think ‘I want to protect them.’ This relationship would be very cute in its own way because they’d all watch out for each other. Dabi would smile so fondly it would be a crime, but if he’s ever called out on it he would 100% deny it and you can’t convince me otherwise. He’d let Lune wear his coat around if they wanted to. With Toga, she’d do skin care (if you wanted to) and would adore shopping dates! Loves cuddling and just snuggling up to you too!

@katslutski I cannot stress this enough: Nanami Kento. They both value independence and Nanami would take care of you if you needed it. He’d love chilling and watching movies or reading quietly with Kat and nobody can convince me otherwise. Slow dancing in a kitchen would be a must at least once. They’d have separate apartments but spend a lot of time at the others. He’d send texts from time to time asking how she is and would enjoy making dinner together with her. Nothing relaxes him more than the time they have together. Kat is so fun to talk to and is honestly amazing and so is Nanami so they would for sure have the best convos too.

@pupimouto Chuuya hands down. Babi is honestly amazing and Chuuya would be so enamored. He’d also have the thought of ‘Must protect.’ Adores her, the red and pink aesthetic for sure. He’d get into a fight if anybody looked at her the wrong way. If there’s a bad day he’d be there to hold her close to her and reassure her and if she kisses him or holds his hand/tells him she loves him? Gone he has ascended, he’ll smile for the rest of the day.

@oilivia Oikawa. Liv deserves the best and who is Oikawa if he doesn’t provide? Their relationship is super fun, he’d listen to her playlists and playfully tease her a bit but it’s all in good fun. (He makes sure not to go too far and cross a line) the type of relationship where they both bicker playfully, but also have really deep convos. They also balance each other out and help each other to either break out of their shell or relax and just focus on the present. Communication between them is amazing, they make it look so easy. Both of them are able to confide in the other knowing it’s a safe space and there will be no judgement. Oikawa also loves to fluster her in public by calling her cute pet names.

@bakugohoex Jean Kirschtein, they’re able to be independent but also comes together. The best friends before being lovers type of thing. Ria is amazing and Jean would be there to hang out with her and makes sure to call her beautiful everyday. He adores the little domestic moments the most and would love hearing about her day and would check in throughout the day with ‘Hey baby how are you doing?’ Attentive and he’s a very good listener. They’d both work so well together! He seems like the type to theorize movies and so they’d both exchange their own and see who’s closer to what’s actually going on.

@chaos-night *deep inhale* ATSUHIRO SAKO please they’d be so perfect I’m not even kidding! He’d take up ballroom dancing lessons so they could dance in the kitchen and their relationship would be so soft and wholesome. Chaos is a wonderful person and is a great listener as well as fun to talk to so they would both revel in each other’s presence. Atsuhiro would shower her in praise all the time. He’d adore her so much and everyday would fall a little more in love with her. King of romantic dates whether it’s extravagant or just hanging out and watching movies either way he adores it. Will hold her close to his chest as they sleep whispering how much he loves her and how lucky he is to be with her.

@raes-still-rambling the sweetest I can’t even articulate. Tamaki Amajiki they would work so well together. He’d find so much comfort in them. His favorite would be if they just cuddled together and watched a movie. He isn’t big on romance but he’d put his all into it regardless. Loves holding their hand and would smile softly whenever he sees her. They’d definitely have a cuddling playlist and he’d show them he loves them through small actions

@m-mortimer Christa and Ymir 100%. Izzie has such a big heart and I feel like she’d fit into this dynamic so well! They’d both take care of her, Ymir has strong mommy dom energy and would make sure both her girls are doing well. They would all live the cottage core lesbian dream I guarantee you. Would dance around and just have a lot of laughs together, making flower crowns would be an absolute must. They’d all take care of each other and would help if any of them got into a bad headspace. This relationship would feel like a home.

@deludedimagines Levi Ackerman, Sorcha has to be one of the coolest people ever and who better to match that energy than Humanity’s Strongest. Their relationship would be comfort. Both of them would find solace in each other whether it be making tea late at night to playing games in the morning. The two of them would work so well together, completely content to dwell in the comfortable silence they’ve created. They’d also clean together with soft music playing in the background and Levi can’t get enough of it. Their relationship is full of understanding one another. The phrase/lyrics “Life is not the things that we do it’s who we’re doing them with” very much applies here.

@fuwushiguro Toji Fushiguro no questions asked. The most interesting and fun relationship ever, Venus is a goddess and is so kind/compassionate Toji would start out being like ‘I have no intention of falling in love’ and then before he knows it he’s in love. Would protect her no matter what, they would have amazing stories. Their life would be like a movie. He’d hold her and in the soft moments tell her how much he loves her and how he feels complete with them together. He’s the type to use action instead of words so if he sees her sad? He’s off to get ice cream and put on her favorite comfort movie. He grumbles about her making him soft but when she just gives him a smile and says he likes it he can’t help but smile fondly, he can’t argue with that.

@fushigurocockslut Mahito, they too have a fun relationship. Tessa is one of the chillest people I’ve ever had the joy of knowing and her and Mahito would be so chaotic im living for it. They share one brain cell and it’s to wreak total havoc, both of them have the friendship dynamic down to the point where people have to ask if they’re dating or just close friends. Mahito loves spending time with her and they both would absolutely prank the hell out of Nanami. Also they’d find/have the coolest hang outs to chill and listen to music, eat snacks and vibe. Although they may be chaotic they’d also have really chill moments where they would just relax and stargaze. The two of them could talk about everything and anything.

@doinmybesthere Shoto Todoroki. Emme has a huge heart with so much love and she deserves to receive all that love back and more. Shoto is not big on pda, but behind closed doors he loves intimacy. In the quiet moments of just waking up he’d kiss her forehead with a groggy ‘Good morning love’ their dynamic is ‘Two sweethearts in a room they might love each other unconditionally’ and then they did. Slow dancing in the kitchen? Absolutely. Shoto is also attentive and adores Emme’s beautiful singing voice, on bad nights he loves nothing more than to feel her fingers in his hair and hear her voice as he drifts off. If the roles are reversed he holds her to his chest and hums softly while rubbing soothing circles against her back. Their relationship is wholesome and they bring out the best in each other.

@izukine Takemichi for sure. Both would try and protect the other and they’d both be flustered by the other since they’d both of the thought process of ‘Theyre so cute my heart feels like it’s about to burst’ Liyah is so friendly and awesome and I feel like Takemichi would be drawn to that. Whether it be walking around or just chilling both of them would just like the time they spend together. Every time Takemichi sees her he instantly perks up and has a cute smile on his face. Their relationship holds solid communication and trust.

@cupcake-rogue Bakugou Katsuki without question. King of making sure Star is taken care of and has a soft spot for her. Everybody makes fun of him for it, but he doesn’t care. Star would mean the world to him and knowing that he comes home to see her face would relax him and keep him calm. He loves holding her in his arms and if she runs her fingers through his scalp he’s gone. Instantly falls asleep. Uses actions over words so he’ll make sure he has her favorite foods/drinks stalked in the fridge. If he notices it’s a bad day he’ll ask how he can make it better. The two of them would have a relationship that’s all about care.

@nomadmilk Kirishima Eijirou both of them take care of each other and have so much fun together. Matching outfits? Sure. Cute couple photos? Absolutely! They’re the definition of couple aesthetic/goals. Love being affectionate, it doesn’t matter if they’re in public or not. Kirishima will constantly praise Noma and be like ‘that’s my baby!’ Whenever you do something. He loves supporting you and if you ever comfort him/do the same he’ll be so happy. Loves to hold and cuddle Noma a lot. Both of them together would radiate so much love they both deserve wonderful things.

If I didn’t get to you this round just you wait cause tomorrow is part 2

[squishmallow36]

Keeper of the Lost Prepositions - Seven

Word count: 1.7k

Tw: food, Dex getting protective over one of his gadgets

Taglist (lmk if you want to be added / removed): @stellar-lune @ichor-on-my-hands @kamikothe1and0lny @nyxpixels @snowflakewolves @poppinspop @crystallinewalker @uni-seahorse-572 @tiergan-andrin-alenefar  @books-over-boys @florida-llama-46 @when-wax-wings-melt @k00laidcrush @bowlcut-boyfriends @good-old-fashioned-lover-boy7 @dexter-dizznee

On Ao3 or below the cut! Other chapters can be found here

��  “Ugh...remind me that five slices of Mallowmelt is one too many next time, Dex”

    “What makes you think I’ll a) be able to convince you to not eat the fifth slice; b) remember that far into the future; or c) care enough to warn you?” Okay, now I see his reasoning of why he thinks I’m Keefe. 

    “Fair points,” he concedes. 

    The conversation dies after that, leaving an awkward silence in its wake. Like, really awkward silence. More awkward than my normal life. 

    I sit up to work on one of my human inspired laptops just to have something to do. I figure humans could figure it out and it seems helpful, so I might as well make one. Or three. The first one’s bad, okay? And the second was fun so I decided to make a third one. 

    On another mildly related subject, note to self: I don’t think reducing Wonderboy’s number of slices of Mallowmelt by one will help. Four is just as bad.

    “Dex?” Fitz asks. 

    “Yeah, Wonderboy?” I reply. 

    “Whatcha doing?”

    “Right now? I’m trying to figure out why the laptop won’t connect to the Internet because it was so easy last time and...Wait, is the Internet even on? Doot doot doot yeah it’s on. My iPod is still connected. Sorry, I’m rambling.”

    Meanwhile, I’m processing that someone actually cares enough to ask about the details of one of my gadgets instead of just saying ‘cool’ and moving on. I mean, Foster tries to understand, but she isn’t a Technopath and living with human tech isn’t the best way to learn about gadgets. They’re kinda primitive and somehow also really fascinating. I don’t wanna ask why. And there’s always still the fact that we barely see each other now, compared to before the Black Swan, Neverseen, and everything else. 

    My internal monologue distracted me from noticing that Wonderboy looks completely and totally perplexed.

   “Just say it again, but slower. And preferably in a language I can understand.”

   “Okay, so, humans have a thing called the Internet. It basically links all their computers together in a humongous network, usually by WiFi for mobile devices like this one. WiFi stands for wireless something-or-other and uses radio waves to connect the computer to the Internet. I’m trying to get this thing to connect to the Internet,” I explain, picking up and waving the laptop around. 

    I continue, “Then I started talking to myself, asking whether the WiFi was actually on, and checked my iPod to see if it was.” I pick up and wave the iPod around, just in case he doesn’t know what the name of it is. 

    “Did you try smacking it?” Fitz recommends. 

    I send him a look that is probably better described as a glare, that I’m pretty sure suggests, “Are you insane?” 

    Or at least that’s the goal. 

    Nevertheless, he continues, “When my Imparter breaks, I usually throw it into the wall and that fixes it half the time.”

    I snort. “Seriously? You’ve had to ask me to fix that Imparter at least once a week since Alvar’s tribunal. I literally carry around an extra one in case it decides to break again. And now you’re claiming that I only had to fix it half the time?”

    “Well, most of the time I did break it because I threw it into the wall in the first place.”

    “Why am I not surprised?” I sigh. “Honestly, I think you might be the best Telepathic Technopath ever.” 

    “Thanks, but do you have any other ideas to fix whatever is broken with the thingy?” he replies, completely ignoring my sarcasm. I’m a little hurt by that. I’m kinda functionally illiterate in sarcasm, so I don’t use it very often. But I’m getting better. 

    “Just because I don’t have an idea to fix it doesn’t mean I immediately go throwing it into a wall,” I snap. 

    “For your information, I never suggested throwing it into a wall. I recommended smacking it.” Wonderboy retorts. 

    “Is there really that much of a difference?” I ask.

    “For your information, yes there is,” he replies. 

    “For your information,” I mimic in his crisp accent, “You used that as a sentence starter the past two times you said anything. It gets a little repetitive, don’t you think?” 

    “Why won’t you try my method? What’s the worst that can happen?” he questions. 

    “I won’t try your method because you have a track record of breaking things and you aren’t a Technopath. The worst that can happen is the entire thing breaks and then I have to restart. And, before you ask, yes, I am aware I have two other laptops and I just started this one because the second one was fun.”

    “But you said I’m quote unquote ‘the best telepathic Technopath ever’—“

    “That was sarcasm,“ I interrupt.

    “—as I was saying, I’m willing to offer you a deal. I get to try my method of fixing everything, and if I break it accidentally, you get one unlimited dare.”

    Outside my door, Grizel calls, “If you don’t take that deal, Dex, I will!”

    “Not sure how you’ll do that but I’m not sure I wanna know. Wonderboy, I won’t subject you to that particular brand of torture. I think we all know it’ll involve lots of dancing and silver pants, so here you go. Be careful with my baby,” I decide, dropping the laptop into his lap. 

    I see out of the corner of my eye that Wonderboy is smiling, but I can’t tell if it is from me calling the laptop my baby or pure sadistic joy. 

    I should threaten Mr. Snuggles just so Wonderboy knows exactly how this feels. I grab a notebook and write that down for safekeeping. 

    Even though I know I’ll probably never see it again. I have so many different notebooks everywhere it’s probably going to get lost for a century, minimum. 

    As I focus on writing down my future Wonderboy torture idea, I hear a loud bang and an ominous small pop to my right. 

    “Did I fix it?” Fitzy asks.

    “Lemme check,” I reply, grabbing the laptop and opening it up. 

    I sign in, with my three-factor authentication—a DNA sensor, a password, and a human-designed fingerprint scanner—and opened up a search engine. 

    Yes, I have three-factor authentication. Just in case. 

    I glance over at Fitz, who is watching the screen in anticipation for my response, and say, “It worked, but before you get any ideas, I will not let you attempt to destroy any more of my gadgets for any reason, got it?”

    I stare at him until he nods and mumbles, “uh huh.”

    “Wait, on second thought, will you check how physically indestructible this is?” I ask, handing him a reinforced cache-like orb that I downloaded all the Lumenaria files onto after I made the Twiggler. And some other registries I’ve hacked into over the course of knowing Lady Fos-Boss.

    “I usually give gadgets to the triplets but this one has some...interesting information, and I’d like to see it again. Ninety percent of the time I’ll never see any gadgets I give them again, which usually isn’t a problem but I’d rather not have this one accidentally fall into unknown hands.”

    “By ‘interesting’ you mean illegal, right?” he questions. 

    “What do you think?” I retort back. 

    I continue, “It’s not too illegal. If it was, then Lovise and Grizel’s Goblin spidey senses would have already taken it away. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if Sandor can sense it from here too.”

    That makes Wonderboy ask, “Back the T-rex up, what is a spidey sense?” while Lovise says, “It’s funny how they think we trust them,” to Grizel.  

    And I’m pretty sure Grizel agrees.  

    Anyway, she pokes her head in the room and warns, “Don’t make us regret that decision.”     

    This made Wonderboy fling my Twiggler-cache at her head and Grizel throws a palm-length dagger at it. I don’t want to know how she manages to react that fast. 

    The dagger hits the Twiggler-cache and shatters. One of the larger pieces embeds itself in the wall where my head would’ve been if I hadn’t ducked fast enough. The triplets have made my reflexes faster than you’d think. 

    The Twiggler-cache deflects the opposite direction and hits the wall with a fairly loud thunk. 

    “Well, it doesn’t look too broken,” I say, a little worried I’ll have to make another one.    

    Goblin steel is one of the strongest materials known. For it to shatter like that, the opposing material would have to be even stronger, or be hit with enough force that both will probably break. 

    Kinda like Foster and Fitzy in their first and only time they were paired against each other in an Ultimate Splotching Championship two and a half years back.

    Wow, was that really only two and a half years ago? It’s really been a long two and a half years now that I’m thinking about it.

    I stand up and walk over to my Twiggler-cache. I bend down and activate it with my password and DNA sensor. 

    “Well, does it still work?” Fitz asks, looking just as concerned as earlier when he asked about what I’m doing with my laptop. 

   “Luckily for you, the answer is yes. Don’t touch any more gadgets, though. There have been far, far too many near-death experiences today.” I respond, not even looking up from the Twiggler-cache. 

    It has a small dent, barely noticeable unless you run your fingernail across the surface. I’m not sure if that’s new though. 

    He waits patiently for a total of—wait for it—two whole minutes before he asks, “If I can’t touch anything, then what can I do?”

    Grizel sighed from the outside, “Dex, please do not let him sulk on the bed staring at the ceiling for hours on end. I made him leave the house so this wouldn’t happen.”

    I grab my newer laptop, for the sole reason that it’s the closest one. I sign in, and open up Netflix. Yes, I have a Netflix subscription. I’m a technopath and humans are interesting. Did you really expect anything less?

    It has some recommendations based on the movies I’ve watched before and it had a Dizznee—sorry, Disney—movie on there. I shrug and pick out that one, which, for any and all future reference, is named Brave, and drop the laptop into Wonderboy’s lap. 

    I turn on the sound and say, “We can study some human movies.”

[planetcallisto]

— waltz of the jerk

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: typical highschool banter

word count: 1820

A/N: finally got to one of the requests!! Ahh I hope you like it anonie! I really liked writing this one,,,the other request will be out soon too please enjoy!

Competition was your middle name. Jeon was Jungkook’s last name. 

You step into class, your bag hanging off one of your shoulders, and realise your music teacher decided to shuffle around your assigned desks today. Funny how they waited until the last week of your last year in highschool to give the students a little bit of time to just have fun. Though, how fun could a competition about playing some nursery rhyme on an instrument with a random partner be? Not too exciting considering you find your name tag on a desk beside him all the way at the back of the class. Mr. Jeon I’m-good-at-everything Jungkook.

By the front of the class sit your two friends, who just happened to be partnered with each other, probably not until they bribed Namjoon, one of the kinder guys in your class, with some chips to switch places. They send you lop-sided smiles and point to the back wall.

“Now’s your chance,” Namjoon whispers to you.

You kick him in the shin and he gasps, sticking his tongue out at you.

Just because Jungkook was always sitting a couple seats away from you in every class, and just because sometimes you found yourself staring at the way his fingers tugged at his uniform’s tie or how you could see more of his tattoos when he rolled his sleeves up to play his guitar didn’t mean you thought of him as anything more than pure competition. Sure, you with your flute and him with his guitar did not put you guys on the same playing field, but it was still fun to push his buttons. You were a band kid and he was a band kid.

Jungkook pushes his large round glasses up his nose as he lifts his gaze from his fingers on the guitar’s fretboard to you. A grin pulls at the side of his lips. It's not the soft kind smile you usually see him wear during class. It's a competitive smirk.

“We meet again,” He breathes, leaning back in the squeaky plastic chair.

You throw your backpack to the ground and place your flute case on your desk, “Did you do this Jeon?”

You don’t look at him as you assemble your flute.

“You think I purposefully put us together?”

You cross your arms and turn to him, watching his grin grow wider, “Yes, I do think you would do that Jeon.”

He scoffs in your face and rests his guitar against the wall behind him. The sleeves of his white uniform dress shirt scrunch just above his elbows as he rests one on the table, with his head leaning on his hand. A strand of wavy hair falls just in front of his eye and skims his jaw line.

“Do you enjoy calling me by my last name? Is Jeon a term of endearment for you?”

Your eyebrows pull together, “You must be insane to think anything I call you would be endearing.”

He reaches up to tuck his hair behind his ear. At the beginning of the school year you overheard him telling his bandmate Jimin how he’d like to grow out his hair to look more like the lead singer of an indie band. Something about the tattoos, the long hair and the double helix ear piercing made you angry, but in a I want to beat his ass for being so attractive sort of way. And all of that manifested itself into really, really heavy flirting, whether you wanted to admit it or not.

“You’re just scared to say my first name,” his free hand presses down on the keys of your flute as you put it down, “because then you’d be admitting I exist.”

“When I kicked your ass at yesterday’s poetry challenge in English, you existed then,” you smirk at him, “you existed in second place that is.”

He pulls his hand back and sits up straight, wiping his hands on his black slacks, “Well, you’re lucky we’re in a group today or else you know for a fact I would’ve beat you.” He scrunches his nose, lifting his arms over his head and stretching them out before grabbing his guitar and resting it on his lap.

“You’re such a conceited asshole,” you mumble, lifting your flute to your lips and blowing a few notes until it’s in tune. 

He strums a couple of chords on his guitar, taking a sheet of paper passed down from the row ahead of yours and placing it in the middle of the desk. A scoff leaves his lips, “It looks like you’re going to have to play Waltz of the Flowers with a conceited asshole. Romantic, isn’t it?”

Tchaikovsky is one of your favourite composers, and you’ve heard this piece no less than 100 times. It'll be a breeze for you.

You look over at him, “Romantic? Have you even seen the Nutcracker?”

His fingers quickly tug at the strings of his guitar in tune with Waltz of the Flowers. He goes through half of the song before answering you, “Nope. You wanna watch it with me?”

The familiar grin is plastered on his face, this time it reaches his eyes and for a moment, it feels sincere. But only for a moment.

“Jeon-”

“Jungkook,” he corrects you.

You shake your head, “No. Jeon-”

“Just call me Jungkook.”

Your feet push into the ground and you grit your teeth, “No. I’ll keep calling you Jeon-”

“But my name is Jungkook,” he chuckles. 

You take a deep breath, putting your flute down in fear you might snap it in half if he laughs one more time, “Your name is also Jeon isn’t it? Or did you suddenly drop your last name?”

His lips form an “O”, “Look at you being all snarky.”

“Listen Jeon, the teacher is going to call on us in like five-”

“Thought you already knew how to play this piece? Or were you lying to impress me hm?”

Your knuckles turn white as your grasp onto the edges of your chair, “Why would I ever need to impress you?”

He cocks his head to the side, his eyes scanning your face: the way your lips form a pout but your jaw is tense, how your eyebrows are drawn together and your eyes glare at him. He loves driving you up the wall.

“Because I’m your only competition and you’d do anything to get me to go easy on you?” He smiles softly, like he’s just read your mind. His eyes curve into crescents as he giggles watching you stumble over what you’re going to say next.

“God, stop looking at me like that,” you mutter, releasing your death grip on the chair and feeling blood rush back into your fingers.

“God? Thought my name was Jeon.”

You stay silent and look away from him, tugging the music sheet closer to you to quickly study the notes and accents.

He rambles, “So you do think I’m better than you huh? Do you admit I’m your competition? Or would you rather continue to not acknowledge my existence? Because it’s kinda hard for me to ignore yours when all you do is argue with me about why Clair De Lune is Debussy’s best work when clearly…”

In your mind, you’ve already replaced his voice with the notes of Waltz of the Flowers. The strings crescendo as you move to the climax of the piece and you can hear your flute play the quick eighth notes. 

“But then you told me that Moonlight Sonata was way way too overhyped and I thought you were crazy because why and how could it ever be overhyped when it's been proven to be one of the most influential-”

Your jaw tenses. His voice cuts through the gentle flute in your mind and all you can hear is him. Is this when you cut him off? Is this the perfect moment to shut him up for the rest of the class? Yes. It is.

You press your hand to your desk and you glare at him, “Oooh you wanna kiss me so bad.”

A mix of fear and confusion flash along his features. His brown eyes go wide and his mouth stays open, but no words come out. Even though the rest of the class is still loud, playing their assortment of pieces, your mind is quiet. All you hear is the dial tone of a phone after someone’s hung up and then silence. 

Just as fast as the words left your mouth, and before you can ask him to focus on the task at hand, his lips push against yours, with his tattooed hand gently holding your chin. Slowly, he moves his lips against yours before leaning back into his chair, letting his fingers linger on your chin.

His hand retracts and rests back on the strings of his guitar and he giggles, his nose scrunching and his eyes smiling with the rest of his face, “How did you know I wanted to kiss you?”

He’s relaxed, fingers absentmindedly strumming something on his guitar, tongue dragging across his teeth as his smile grows, his hair falls softly against his cheeks. He doesn’t look away from you, instead following your eyes as you try to think about anything other than how the touch of his hand and the feel of his lips jumbled your entire mind. Every time you heard Waltz of the Flowers play in your mind all you could think of is his stupid smile and the way he so, without any concern for the rest of society, kissed you. 

You hate to admit it, “You win, Jeon.”

“Not enough for you to finally call my Jungkook?”

Sweat accumulates on the palms of your hands as your warm touch comes in contact with the cold metal of your flute.

“Will you at least look at me so I know you mean it.”

You can’t help but laugh and rest your eyes back on his. “Not enough to call you…” you clear your throat, “Jungkook.”

“You know,” he fiddles with the stud earrings sitting at the cuff of his ear, “the theatre is putting on their version of the Nutcracker in a few weeks…”

There’s silence between you two. In all your interactions with Jungkook, either he’s rambling, or you’re shouting at him, or vice versa. Never have either of you stopped talking altogether. 

He speaks up, “Um, it’d be cool if you came with me to watch it. Only so you can tell me how it doesn’t live up to the original, of course.”

You shove your hand forward and his brows pull up on his forehead, “Deal.” His fingers brush your palm before you close your hand into a fist, “On one condition.”

“What is it?”

Your fingers uncurl and you grab his hand, letting his fingers fold against your palm, “Only if we beat everyone else today.”

He shakes your hand, but doesn’t let go, “Deal.”

[sensesdialed-aa]

okay y’all know it wouldn’t be my blog if i didn’t post SOMETHING stupid and sappy for the new year, so here goes. 2019 was…A Year. i’m actually losing my mind over how the decade is ending, and i’m really happy i get to end it with you guys. i’ve been writing peter on here for exactly 605 days, which is?? not as long as some people but it’s INSANE for me, that’s over a year and a half of writing and sharing my ideas, being apart of a community that’s been?? so ridiculously supportive of me i can’t get over it, seriously that means so much to me. especially with far from home’s release this year i know i went INSANE on this blog, but it’s really made me so happy, being able to write peter and the friends i’ve made on here mean so much to me. i miss the people that i haven’t talked to since last year, but i’m really happy that i’ve stayed knowing so many of you, and met a bunch of new amazing people. thank you all for an amazing year.

with that said i do wanna jump on the bandwagon of mentioning a few people that mean SO much to me cause you guys have just?? made my year absolutely amazing. i’m sorry in advance for the people i forget because i do follow SO many of you, but everyone seeing this is absolutely included cause like?? i love you all <33

@ommetaphobc @hclymoly @dahliamace @retroreflective @phztwo​ + alex + goober cause idk what tumblrs to @ lmao: YALL I LOVE YOU GUYS SO FUCKING MUCH OKAY?? denise ive known you for almost as long as I’ve been writing peter and you’ve become one of the best people I’ve ever met on this website who I love talking to and calling so much, you mean the world to me, and JU so do you, you tolerate my constant yelling about my muses and you’re so supportive and encouraging and I enjoy writing with and talking to you every day, NORA you’re incredible, your writing and characters are wonderful and I love talking to you, same with you lune the way you capture characters literally blows my mind and you’re such a great friend AND YOU AL AND ALEX AND GOOBER IM SORRY I DONT WANNA RAMBLE TOO LONG BUT YALLS WRITING IS SO GREAT AND IM SO GLAD TO BE UR FRIEND, this server literally means so much to me whether we’re writing or talking like I love y’all sm 🥺🥺🥺

@pilotslegacy SARAH YOU LITERALLY MEAN THE WORLD TO ME I love talking with you so much, I adore screaming about our muses together it’s so fun, and I’m so glad to have known you for as long as we have, the way you write every single muse you have is incredible and you’re just?? amazing?? ilysm

@mcmuscs @thxemazingem​ I’m grouping y’all together cause ur such a Duo AND I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH?? We’ve known each other for so long thats wild and I love talking to u guys whether it’s plotting or ooc, both of your writing and characters are?? so good?? you guys are great

@dahnces​ YUSI I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME CAUSE ITS A LOT, every single character you write is so amazing, your graphics are flawless, thank you for always screaming with me about our muses and for being so passionate and amazing ily

@createsillusions​ ah yes, I basically owe you half the credit for my blog this year because your cursed anons? a STAPLE across my blog, and cam and your other characters are all written so amazingly, ur fucking cursed but I love you and your writing so much 🥺🥺

@amplifyaura​ THE OTHER CULPRIT OF ALL MY CURSED ANONS you’re?? amazing?? I love your characters and your writing and talking with you, you make me v happy ilysm <33

+ OTHERS WHO ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING

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