#my find my app won’t connect and play that stupid annoying sound

[perfectlysunny02]

baines-blog knows the truth about u✌🏼

ooh yay, maybe they know where i put my phone. i laid it down somewhere an hour ago and i can’t find it.

[brytmoon]

i feel like i'm being really annoying about it to ppl so i'm gonna vent here about struggles i have that might be undiagnosed adhd symptoms since i don't have a very big following except for two close friends (sorry y'all)

1. hygiene, such as brushing my teeth in the morning and showering, is hard. it's been hard my whole life but even now, i'll stare at myself in the mirror or scroll through my phone as i try to convince myself to brush my teeth. (this may or may not be related, but i hate going to the dentist, too.) with showering, it's hard to find the time. i always make sure to shower as often as possible (which is every other day, usually) or i make sure i don't smell if i haven't because i'm scared of having b.o. with both, i have to motivate myself to do it with fancy toothpastes and mouthwash or nice-smelling shower gels and lotions. I'm guessing this is executive dysfunction???

2. I've been incredibly disorganized my whole life. i once thought i had adhd when i was younger because of how disorganized i was. I've always had a super messy backpack and a super messy room (it's really messy rn) but i always know where everything is. i had a ds for at least ten years but lost it a couple months ago in the middle of playing it. where did it go???? i have no idea bruh. and i lose my phone all. the. time.

3. i'm terrible with procrastinating. turning in projects and essays at 11:59 after bullshitting it either all day or mere hours before the due date??? a constant. having failing homework grades and having ntis in every class, no matter how much i enjoy it??? a constant. i once did a whole project i hadn't started on until the morning of the due date. i worked on it while in other classes and at lunch and turned it in 3 minutes before the dropbox closed. anything that's not what i enjoy or zaps the fun out of what i enjoy, i procrastinate with. I've sat in front of the computer screen and almost cried so many times because i couldn't get myself to type up a scholarship essay, which OBVIOUSLY would greatly benefit me as a broke college student, but it doesn't matter bc my brain thinks it's boring so why not push it off?? because i procrastinate, i tend to overwhelm myself so much that i break down at least once when an assignment's due because I've formed a terrible habit of pushing myself to overexertion to get a project done that's meant to be done gradually.

4. bouncing off that last point, I'm terrible with time management and remembering events/due dates/assignments to complete. I've tried using schedule apps and alarms. I've tried to plan out my days. I've tried forming routines and habits to get things done at appropriate times and it doesn't work. that schedule app i downloaded and spent so much time filling out? completely forgotten in a week or two. i swipe away the notifications and pay no attention to them. since everything's virtual now, there have been important college information zoom calls, but i forget about them and miss them. i can't remember events, due dates, or assignments if i don't write them down. since i meet every other day or sometimes once a week for a specific class in college, i can easily forget something mentioned earlier that week that's due the next week over the weekend. i have to remember to write in my agenda in order to remember to do something important, which can be stressful and convoluted 🙃🙃 so my bad time management results in further procrastination and missed opportunities, which makes me feel awful about myself late at night when all i can think about is what i should've done better or differently.

5. chores and hobbies are... interesting. when i do get the energy or motivation to clean or draw, i will hyperfocus on them. if i finally feel like cleaning, I'll skip breakfast and/or lunch and won't take care of myself until I'm done. same happens with drawing. and as stupid or funny as it sounds, i find getting up to go pee so annoying!!!! I'm in the middle of doing something i FINALLY want to do and then i have to get up to go use the bathroom. i don't want to break my concentration bc it's an inconvenience. then with hobbies (y'know, things i want to do and enjoy) i procrastinate!! I've been trying to watch atla since everyone loves it and i like it too, but i put off watching it and other shows like crazy. i play instruments and love to do so, but don't practice very often and spend a couple hours doing so when i do because i remember how fun it is. when i do laundry, I'll remember to put the clothes in the washing machine and start it. but then I'll forget to either put them in the dryer, take them out of the dryer, or fold them. i often have to rewash loads because I'll forget they're in there or I'll have a pile of clothes sitting on my bed for days because i procrastinate with folding them and putting them up.

6. i am the most motivated and have the most energy at night. over the summer, I'd stay up until 4 or 5 am on a regular basis. I'd be the most productive during that time but my sleeping schedule would be so off because of it.

7. so people with adhd crave things that produce dopamine, right? well i snack on candy all the time. and i mean it when i say it's ALL THE TIME. my favorite one is red hots because they're crunchy and spicy. eating candy helps me focus and is probably a form of me seeking more stimulation, but it's bad because of my teeth hygiene issues and me hating to go to the dentist. i also can't do tasks quietly. i have to be listening to music or watching a video while working on something and there are times when i want to do both while working??? so now when i watch something or listen to music without working, i tend to need something to do so i scroll through Instagram while having the show on even though it makes me miss what's happening sometimes.

8. i don't really fidget much i don't think?? but i do weird stuff while listening to someone talk. in school, i often doodled on my worksheets and got in trouble for it. I'd draw eyes in the margins, characters I'm fixated on, squiggly lines, and would color in my o's. or while listening to a family member vent, i dance around or listen while scrolling through Instagram. i also have a baaad habit of picking at my skin (dermatillomania). I'd focus on picking scabs for a really long time when i was alone and bored and have scars on my face and legs from doing it. I've picked at my face since i was a kid and absent mindedly do it every day.

9. i can get quite distracted and have to ask for directions to be repeated because i won't hear them?? like my brain won't process what someone said until they say it again when i'm actually fully paying attention. my mom will ask me to run an errand for her and she'll need to repeat it to me because i'll get distracted while she's explaining or i'll forget what she said after walking away. i get off track in conversations a lot and can't really listen well when there's a lot of other noise going on, like in cafeterias. i'll be talking to one friend and hear another interesting conversation down the table and pause while speaking bc my attention shifted. i also can lose my train of thought quite easily when waiting to speak and forget what i was saying and not be able to remember it for the life of me. so I'll interrupt sometimes so i don't forget

10. when talking to friends, i feel like i talk about myself a lot. i like to use my personal experiences to connect with what they said and be empathetic to them, but i worry this comes off as being conceited. i heard that it might be an adhd thing i do to keep myself engaged in the conversation.

i think that's all of them??? I'm so sorry to anyone who has to scroll through all this jgjrjrj but i guess it's good to make note of this stuff in some way because i articulate my feelings better when typing instead of speaking. and this'll be helpful to reference when chatting with a future therapist which i will hopefully get soon! and if anyone sits through this and has any advice, I'm all ears!!

[demon-winchester]

Tremors Behind The Veil Chapter 6

-Chapter 6- I entered the subway station... I did my research and apparently the safehouse was quite a bit closer using the subway than just walking. I finally reached the place but the door was nowhere to be found...A blank wall with some latin inscribed to it "Invented ad guy quis nulla" and I ran it through a translate app, it meant "to the guy who invented zero". What could she mean by that...I guess I can't ask her but maybe Lydia can provide me some insight. 

I started dialing up the numbers. "Well hello, that was fast" she answered her phone. "Yeah... I ran into a problem and maybe your unlimited brilliance can help me" I replied. "Oh, you're making me blush....Don't be sarcastic just tell me what you need help with" she said and i could imagine her smiling from the tone of her voice. "Alright so, does the sentence "To the guy who invented zero" mean anything to you?" I continued. "Ummmmm I can't say it does" she answered confused. "Nothing at all?" i kept asking. "Well no genius it's literally a random sentence for me" she chuckled. "Alrighty then, well, thanks for nothing" and as i said that a door started appearing and I started laughing. "What happened?" Lydia asked. "This bitch used a pun to keep her entrance shut....To the guy who invented zero, thanks for nothing." i answered basically on the floor laughing about the situation and i was CERTAIN that Lydia was rolling her eyes. "Okay, I will have to let you go now, I have some research I need to do...maybe we'll talk later" I continued. "Alright, ciao" she said and we closed the call. Now then...time to find Touch, Lien HQ and Red Tiger. After a couple of hours of research I came to a conclusion...Finding a shapeshifter would be really time draining, demons sound like a tough foe at this time so vampires it is. I'll sleep for a couple of hours and then time to head to Touch! I set up an alarm for three hours, I put on some music *Wasteland by Neoni starts playing*, I laid down on the couch and i started drifting away. I suddenly woke up in a strange city. 

There was nobody around me, it felt desolated, the buildings were almost destroyed and the place was covered with sand...it reminded me of the desert i thought. I looked around and I saw a woman standing behind me. It was Circe, the dream version of her. I approached. "I guess your help is needed again"she smiled. "We need to start meeting under better circumstances" i smirked. "That is quite true Aiden" she answered, "I believe you chose Touch....That was quite the decision, Sylvia will tell you what you need to know and it's time for you to leave i believe" she concluded and the alarm started ringing. I got up, I took a bath and i started getting ready. Black boots,black jeans,dark red shirt,grey jacket,earrings, rings, chain and i was ready to go. Suddenly the phone started ringing and it was Lydia. "Hey, watch up" i said answering the phone. "Sup dude, what is your superhero ass doing" she said snarkily. "Oh shut up" I replied "Just getting ready to go to a club". "Ohhh spicy...I didnt know the job description had partying" she said. "Yeah of course.... You know i hate these places, you dont have to be an ass about it" I said laughing it off. "So tell me, how come you go then?" she asked. "I mean, i am still searching for Circe..plus i need my sword back if I am to have a chance." i answered. "Okay wait for me, im coming with you" she said. "Oh stay where you are love, you aint coming with me, shit could get really bad really fast" i said to her with a watchfull tone. "And that's exactly why i'm coming, you need support from a friend when shit gets down" she pridfully replied. "No offence but if something bad happens the only friend i need is a fucking nuke so sorry not sorry, you're staying where you are" i said. "You know how much i hate you sometimes don't you?" she complained. "Well let me prove you otherwise, let's say i owe you a coffee..how does that sound?" I teased her. "Just that?...No deal, you still suck" she chuckled. "A coffee aaaand i'll have you on comms while i go to the club...i could really use a friend on a sucky place" i said wih a small smile. "It's Saturday night and you think i'll stand by on comms and keep you company?.... You are absolutely right" she replied and i could almost see her smile. "Fantastic just an fyi though, since it's kind of undercover i won't be able to answer you every time...just so you wont get worried"i said. "Alright" she replied. It was time to go. "Let's find Sylvia" i thought to myself while passing by the bouncer and he didn't seem amused. I was walking down the corridor, it was like a small tunnel leading to the entrance. The walls had some kind of fur, people leaning on them, some laughing, some puking, some staring. Purple and pink lamps lit the whole place and they made it feel like a fever dream. "These are going to be a bitch to walk through while drunk" I uttered silently. Following the music i arrived to the main room opening the doors.The room was gigantic. Glass panels were on the roof, cages with dancers inside them and a door on the other side of the room,the boss's room I thought. People were dancing, drinking and having fun... these places were never my kind of thing. I sat on the bar and I ordered a red wine. " A wine on a club....either a meeting or you're just boring" said the barwoman handing me my glass. "Maybe both, maybe neither" i said taking a sip. "So tell me what else do you do except pouring drinks and judging people darling." I continued. "ohhh the barwoman....spicy" Lydia said through the comms. "A man being just a bit of an asshole and not a full fledged one, a rare kind these days but nevertheless don't try hitting on the barwoman, you never know what she'll pour on your drink kid" said the barwoman with a wink. "I dont mix bussiness with pleasure unfortunately" i said. "Are you sure unfortunately is the right word?" the barwoman said interrupting me. "Ouchhh ruthless but i'll let it pass. Tell me though, do you know a woman called Sylvia? I heard she's running this place" i continued. "And who wants to talk to her?" said the barwoman. "Circe" I replied. "You don't really seem like a Circe but you do you, i'll go get her for you" the barwoman said smiling and she started leaving. " So, is hitting on the barwoman part of the undercover mission?" Lydia said. "Well no but if you form a small connection with a person, even someone who doesnt know your name, they are more likely to help you." i answered taking a sip of the wine. "I am so fucking sure you drank a bit of wine after saying that just too feel smart" Lydia said annoyed and I almost chocked from laughing. "Okay shhhhh i think she's coming" i said wiping wine of my face. "Oh you sir are not Circe" said the woman.  

"Hello. sorry for using this name but i need to talk to you...somewhere more privately" i said in an apologetic tone. "Haha, no" she groaned. "Im sorry, what?" i asked. "What you just heard. You think you can barge in here and use her name?!" she said. With that she extended her arm, she hit me on my chest and I was now put up against the wall with the drinks. You could hear the shattering of the bottles and the whole place smelled of expensive vodka. I tried to move her hand but she was still keeping me there. She started hitting me again and again. "Why" was all I could mutter through the hits. "Why?!?!?!" she asked angry. "You barge in my club uninvited and you refer to yourself as Circe. You degenerate, you should've known what using this name in here would've caused you! ". She dropped me down and I could hear Lydia talking worried through the comms. "And who is your little friend talking to you." Sylvia continued. She took the Bluetooth out of my ear and she continued hitting me. "You leave her out of this" I screamed and she started laughing while kicking me in the face. "You dare talk to me like that inside my own domain you filth! I am the queen of the vampires and when I talk you bow! Now it's time to find your friend...." she said. I couldn't let this happen. I summoned my armor, I was still wounded wearing it but I had no choice. "Ugh, i never liked reapers... I knew that horrid musk was coming from you, I could smell you before you entered." she groaned. "Ohhh and I just had a bath before coming here... I'm gonna write a strongly worded email to the shampoo company" I said spilling while blood and looking at her with a smile. "We have a witty one today...They tend to taste a bit bitter. So you think you're funny?" she said. "What can I say, a jester fit for a queen" I continued with a stupid grin. And with that she kicked me on the stomach, at this point I could taste my own blood. "You'll show respect when I talk to you!" she yelled and she continued hitting me. "I'll break you tonight and I'll wipe that stupid smile off your face even if I have to sew your mouth shut" she continued with an evil grin. She grabbed me by the neck and she held me up."TURN OFF THE MUSIC" she yelled, silence befell the room and everyone was looking at her "THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS TO ANYONE WHO DISRESPECTS ME!" she screamed and you could see all the people saying "yes miss" with fangs in their mouths. I walked right into a nest. Circe had told me that but I thought normal humans would be among them.How many people are actually Accursed..... Suddenly one of the bouncers opened the doors, wounded and horror itself swam throughout his eyes. A black whip emerged from behind him, wrapping him and dragging him right before our eyes... His screams suddenly stopped.

[rosedavid]

Pokémon

Fandom: Merlin

Pairing: Merlin/Arthur

Summary: A severe misunderstanding leads to a chance encounter that is equal parts hilarious and life changing.

Fun fact! This is loosely based on something that actually happened! This is just a short fic that’s kind of silly and probably not at all accurate, but I hope you enjoy! :) (Also, I’ve never played Pokémon Go, so go easy on me)

Warnings: Brief cursing, mentions of stalking

...

“What the hell?” Arthur curses, checking his rearview mirror once again.

His sister Morgana, who is on the other end of his call, is forced to pause her storytelling of her most recent monstrosity of a date at Arthur’s interruption.

“Arthur! You better not have gotten in a wreck!” Morgana chastises.

Arthur makes another turn, and the same banged up car follows right behind him. As he’s been talking with Morgana (or more Morgana talking at him) during his drive home from work, this car has been following him the entire way. Every single turn that Arthur makes, this car makes right after him. When Arthur changes lanes, the car changes lanes. It’s been going on for miles now, and Arthur knows that this stupid car is following him for some reason.

“No!” Arthur growls in frustration. “It’s just this car has been following me for miles! They won’t get off my tail.”

“I mean, you are driving a Porsche. They probably figure you’re a rich snob who could be taken down without a fight.”

“Morgana! This is serious!”

“Okay, okay,” Morgana sighs. “Maybe you should call the police. Don’t go home, yet, just in case. Go to that big park near our house, the one we used to play at as kids.”

“You mean the park that you used to torment me at.”

Morgana chuckles. “Me, torment you? Never. Call the police, tell them what’s going on. I’ll meet you there, soon.”

Arthur changes his route, like Morgana suggests. Sure enough, the car still appears to be following him. He dials the police and alerts them of the situation, just like Morgana instructed. He tells them which park he’s heading toward, and the police said they can intercept them there. Arthur continues glancing back at the car behind him, which has darkened windows, making it difficult to make out the figures inside. The person behind the driver’s seat is probably some major weirdo that enjoys stalking others for fun.

A few minutes later, Arthur arrives at the park. He pulls against the curb, noticing how the car also pulls into an empty spot against the curb a few cars behind him. The police cars are already there, and Arthur steps out of his vehicle, walking up to one of the officers.

“Are you Arthur Pendragon?” The officer asks.

“Yes, I am,” Arthur responds.

“Is the car that was following you here?”

“Yes, it’s that beat up car, right over there,” Arthur points. “They’ve been following me for almost 20 minutes!”

The officer nods, taking backup to go and investigate. They instruct Arthur to stay away while they go and sort out everything. Arthur watches as they walk over to the car, knocking on the driver’s side window. Arthur sees the window roll down, and there’s a tuff of dark hair inside; however, the car is too far away and the street is too noisy for Arthur to hear anything that’s going on. There’s no arresting, though, and Arthur is starting to get frustrated.

Finally, just as Arthur is about to march over there and demand an explanation, someone is getting out of the driver’s side, followed by two others climbing out, one from the passenger’s seat, and the other from the back. The first thing that Arthur notices is that his stalker is absolutely gorgeous. Curly black hair, sharp cheekbones, and all knobby knees and elbows. He trips as he gets out, and it’s endearingly cute. Arthur attempts to shake off his initial attraction, though, because this man was following him. He and his friends must be creeps.

Soon, they’re all walking toward Arthur, the police officer following. Still, they have no handcuffs on. Arthur frowns.

“Excuse me, officer,” Arthur says once they are close enough. “Why are these criminals not in handcuffs?”

“I think this was just a big misunderstanding, Mr. Pendragon,” the officer begins.

“Misunderstanding?! These heathens were following me for miles! How could that possibly be a misunderstanding?!”

“We weren’t trying to follow you, you arse!” The younger, mousy haired boy shouts at him.

“Well, then what were you doing, because I fail to see how this could have happened by accident!”

Suddenly, the beautiful, dark haired boy steps forward. Arthur swallows deeply, trying not to focus on the boy’s slender fingers, his rosy lips, his long eyelashes…

“We, uh…” the boy stutters, looking at the officer. The officer rolls her eyes, gesturing for him to continue. “Well, we were playing Pokémon Go. There was apparently Chimecho siting around here, and we had to check it out! We were just looking for him, and our final destination was this park because it’s the best place to get Poke balls—”

Arthur stares at him. “So you’re saying that you didn’t realize you were following me because you were playing Pokémon Go?”

The boy flushes a deep red all the way to the tips of his large ears. “Well, I wasn’t actually playing since I was driving, but the others were telling me where to go, and I didn’t even realize that we were taking the same route as you!”

Arthur turns his attention to the officer. “You have to be joking. This is a joke. These people were stalking me!”

Morgana happens to show up at that exact moment. She steps out of her car that’s parked across the street and heads over toward them. There’s a look of confusion on her face as she takes in the scene around them.

“Merlin? What’s going on?”

The dark haired boy, still flushed, steps forward. “Morgana, what are you doing here?”

“I asked you first.”

Merlin sighs, “This pretentious prat thought we were following him, but we were just searching for a rare Pokémon!”

Arthur finally makes the connection. “Wait a minute—Morgana, you know my stalker?!”

“Morgana, you know this jerk?!” Merlin asks.

Morgana bursts out into laughter. Tears leak out of the corner of her eyes as she tries to calm herself down. “Oh my god, this is the best thing that’s ever happened. Merlin, this is my annoying brother, Arthur. Arthur, this is my friend Merlin, and his friends Will and Gwaine.”

The long haired one, presumably Gwaine, steps forward. “Hello, gorgeous. You know, I can be anything you want me to be…”

“Gwaine! Knock it off,” Merlin hisses.

Arthur, meanwhile, is still trying to process everything. “You mean…they weren’t following me?”

“That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you!” Merlin groans. “Not everything is about you, you know.”

“Well, I’m sorry that I presumed you were stalking me when you followed me for the last 20 minutes!”

“It was a misunderstanding! You don’t have to be such a royal arse about it.”

“Who even still plays that bloody game? Isn’t it for children?”

“It’s fun!” Merlin protests. “Not that you would know what fun is.”

Arthur folds his arms. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Well, then, if you’re actually fun, you wouldn’t protest to playing Pokémon Go with me, as an apology?”

“An apology,” Arthur sputters, looking toward Morgana for support. His sister merely smirks at the two of them, watching with an interested glance. “If anything, you owe me an apology!”

“Hmm,” Merlin taps his chin. “I suppose I could consider it if you play Pokémon Go with me.”

Arthur throws his hands up in the air. “Fine! I’ll play your dumb game if it will get you to stop being so annoying.”

Merlin laughs, and Arthur finds himself swooning at the sound. He’s then lead further into the park, leaving his friends behind so the two of them are alone. Merlin takes Arthur’s phone from him, despite Arthur’s weak protests, and downloads the children’s app onto his phone. Their fingers brush when they pass the phone back and forth. Arthur’s heartbeat picks up immensely at their proximity.

“Come on, prat. Let me show you how to play.”

“Idiot.”

And later, when Arthur’s friends ask him how he met his boyfriend Merlin, they have one great story to tell.

[thesunnyshow]

Name: Juliet

Writing Blog URL(s): @wonderlustlucas

Nationality: American

Languages: English, beginner level French, teeny tiny bit of Korean

Star Sign: Virgo

MBTI: ISFJ-T

Favorite color: Pastel yellow

Favorite food: My mom’s Sunday gravy

Favorite movie: Howl’s Moving Castle (The Lion King is a close second though)

Favorite ice cream flavor: Specifically Turkey Hill’s Double Dunker (get it— it’s so good)

Favorite animal: Humpback whale

Go-to karaoke song: She’s Kinda Hot by 5 Seconds of Summer

Dream job (whether you have a job or not): Neurosurgeon! Or a Twitch streamer HAHA

Coffee or tea? What are you ordering?  Ahhh probably coffee, I love tea but I need my coffee </3

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose? Shapeshifting! Clearly the superior superpower I don’t take constructive criticism.

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose? This is weirdly specific, but I would love to be in Scotland during the 1700’s. Alternatively, the 1980’s.

If you could restart your life, knowing what you do now, would you? 100%. I know everything happens for a reason but getting a redo and being able to fix all the big mistakes I made would be pretty nice.

Would you rather fight 100 chicken-sized horses or one horse-sized chicken? One horse-sized chicken! 100 tiny horses would be crazy tiring.

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been? I would probably be the gay side character that gives good emotional advice but is hella lonely LMAO

Do you believe in aliens/supernatural creatures? Yes, both!

What are some small things that make your day better? Driving with the windows down and music blasting, picking up coffee, playing video games, & talking to my internet friends on Discord.

Fun fact about yourself that not everyone would know? I discovered my love for writing through Warrior Cats roleplay😭

What fandom(s) do you write for? Right now, only Kpop, but I wouldn’t mind writing for 5SOS or some of my other fandoms!

When did you post your first piece? On WattPad, December 2015. On Tumblr, April 2018 :)

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why? I write everything! Fluff/smut/crack is my favorite and slight angst (usually just slow burn though cus I’m soft).

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc? Again, I write anything and everything! Currently, second or third person reader inserts are my main style, but I also do ships and would love to write more OCs.

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr? Before Tumblr, I was on WattPad for different fandoms but eventually fell off. Then, when I got into Kpop in 2017, I found that urge to write again and decided to move to Tumblr since WattPad was becoming… weird. Plus Tumblr was a better fit for me!

What inspires you to write? To be completely honest, it’s the little things throughout the day that inspire me. For example, “Honey” was inspired by me not being able to open my locker in high school. “I Hemoglobin You” was based off my friend giving me a head rub while I was donating blood. Kpop idols just so happen to be my muses that I like to put into random moments of inspiration!

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most? High school or college AUs are my favorite, along with some good ol’ friends to lovers slow burn. Angst isn’t my forte so I usually just stick to fluff, smut, and some crack. I haven’t written any but fantasy AUs are some of my favorites too! (RIP to my League of Legends AU that I started and haven’t touched in months.)

What do you hope your readers take away from your work? Just like other fanfiction authors inspire me, I hope some of my work inspires others. Considering fanfiction is free, there is so much out there to read and when I find a good story that inspires ME to write better, I’d love for my writing to do the same.

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively? 3 options: 1) Skip that scene and jump ahead to one I’m excited to write; 2) Erase what part I’m on and completely redo it; or 3) Drop it. The majority of my works usually take a few months to write as I will completely stop working on it until I find the right inspiration again. 

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful? “Four” is definitely my favorite work. It’s one of my longer pieces and there was a lot of raw emotion in there on my end. I love the relationship between Hyunjin and the reader and especially love the ending. “Greatest Gift” for Chanyeol is my most successful, and one of my other favorites!

Who is your favorite person to write about? Easily Hwang Hyunjin. It’s so easy to place him in any of my works, and sometimes it’s a struggle to NOT write him. It sounds stupid but sometimes I really feel like I “know” him so being able to describe him physically and mentally is easy for me.

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose? Yes and no. Yes, because most of the time, fanfiction is totally original as well and requires just as much thought as a 400,000 word novel. No, because fanfiction uses a specific person as a muse.

What do you think makes a good story? Detail and realistic dialogue! Of course, everyone has their own style of writing, but detail is especially important to me. Sure, you can have a great plot, but having concise, detailed writing to get immersed into makes a story so much better. I also find realistic dialogue to be a big deal— I hate when teenage characters are speaking in deep analogies because, if we’re being honest, my daily language is 95% just “Bruh.” If you’re like me, I’d actually prefer realistic dialogue over anything else.

What is your writing process like? Process… yikes. Sometimes… I have a random thought and then I’m like… hell yeah let’s write that. I actually have no process. I don’t outline, I just start writing and keep writing until I’m finished. Then I’ll read it all over to make edits, then I’ll use the Read Aloud feature to catch any mistakes I missed, then I’ll run it through Grammarly before posting!

Would you ever repurpose a fic into a completely original story? Hm, maybe? In the future, possibly, but as of right now I wouldn’t use any of my fics to do so.

What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand? Oh, gosh, tropes. Gotta love them. Friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, stuck together (AKA forced to share a bed), and fake relationships are my favorites. They may be corny, but I also love truth or dare or 7 minutes in heaven games in fics cus… they’re just classics. Also love fics with a popular x shy pairing. I can’t say I dislike many tropes, but I definitely have a love/hate relationship with vampire and werewolf tropes because of how romanticized they are.

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you? Hm, to be completely honest, only a little bit? I mainly write for myself, it’s like a guilty pleasure to just get all my thoughts and desires out, and then I just so happen to make it public on Tumblr. Nevertheless, receiving comments and asks actually make my day, and sometimes I still struggle to wrap my mind around people enjoying my writing! So, thank you to everyone who has ever left me a kind message, I truly appreciate it ♥

What has been one of the biggest factors of your success (of any size)? Getting involved! I think one of the best ways to grow is to join networks, which not only gives you the opportunity to share your work on a greater scale, but also allows you to make connections. Like real life, making connections and making friendships with other writers can play a huge role in growing as a writer and growing your account.

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged? Yes :( As someone who’s involved with other fandoms, I’ve heard the way some people think of fanfiction and it’s really sad. People do not know how much goes into writing and just see it as cringey and disgusting when it’s just… not.

Do you think art can be a medium for change? Yes! In all its forms, art is something a creator can use to influence their audience (in a good way, hopefully).

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself? Like I said in #40, I mainly write for myself. Even when I’m writing a request, chances are if I like the request enough I’m going to create a story out of it that fits my personal desires the most.

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times?  No! However, I’d still consider myself a small account and do not have TOO many works posted. But so far, I don’t think I’ve faced this problem :)

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr? Only a few! My best friend Maggie is on Tumblr with me and only 2 of my other pals know I write fanfiction.

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers? How much I love each and every one of them for supporting me and sticking around even when I won’t post for months🥺❤️

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there? Don’t psych yourself out! In the time I’ve spent on Tumblr, I’ve never received any substantial hate. My main advice is don’t write fanfiction to get popular on the app, write fanfiction because you love to write and love your muses!

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr? No, as much as Tumblr can be annoying at times, I love the people I’ve met and the content I’ve found and wouldn’t have wanted to use any other platform.

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey? @pinktea99 — Mo, you’ve been around since the beginning honestly, and without you I wouldn’t have been able to come out of my shell! Thank you for all your love & support & for being my SF9 buddy❤️

Pick a quote to end your interview with: 

���Like mate, stop procrastinating.” — 3RACHA

BONUS ROUND: K-POP CONFIDENTIAL 

[01010010-posts]

— my white sighs quietly melted with the stars above.

it all started with a simple ‘you’re a slowpoke??’ text and it should have ended there, really, but you got a reply immediately after. ‘I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person’. absolutely no, you scoffed, as if you were going to be tricked again ‘bitch don’t play the wrong number card because you didn’t catch the bus’. he was amused by your obstinacy and lightly worried about the supposed receiver, who, it appeared, was very clumsy; ‘please, control the number you texted, I’m Connor.’ boy he sure was. not your pal, not someone else in your contact list, just.... Connor. ‘god, i apologize!! thank you for telling me! ps. didn’t mean to call you a bitch, connor’ and it should have ended there, really, but you got a reply. connor: shouldn’t you be in bed by now? you: but,,,, i wanted to chat with u a little more connor: as an android sleep is not required but you, as a human, need to rest. we can always continue talking tomorrow. you: :( what if you have a long case tomorrow?? mh?? what if?? what you’re gonna say in your defense then?? connor: don’t worry :) I’ll find time for you. you: ok you win goodnight ☆ connor: sweet dreams. goodnight, [name]. it’s been three months since you’ve first spoken with him. intimacy there but low, how obvious it is that the two of you are proceeding with caution. yet you can’t help but write to him every day, staying up late while waiting for an answer of his, often checking your mobile and getting unsettled when there’s no signal. it’s strange, your colleagues whisper, how can you be so attached to someone if you’ve never even seen him? of course, you know it. you don’t wish for a pretty face, you only wish for a pretty personality. with a heavy sigh and a loud poof you pull the white duvet up to your head, finding comfort by completely hiding inside the warm embrace. you tightly hug a pillow, pretending that it’s him, returning your affection and cuddling, maybe caressing you too inasmuch, as he said, ‘androids don’t need to sleep’. but is it bad to fantasise? you: I’m deeply sorry.... sweetheart: >:( you: [name], it’s the seventh text-made emoji you’ve sent me.... they expressed some sort of anger so I’d prefer if we discussed about whatever is bothering you. sweetheart: >:(( you: I’m begging you.... sweetheart: you’re grounded and your punishment is enduring the wrath of weird angery text-based emoji :< you: what did I do to deserve this? :’( sweetheart: i sent you a heart & you didn’t send it back to me you: gosh! how clumsy of me! could you ever forgive this fool? sweetheart: mhhh it depends. what are you willing to do to be pardoned? you: I’ll send you whatever heart I possess! 💕💖💗💖 sweetheart: THIS IS UNFAIR!!! he’s silently giggling all by himself, in the cold room lit by his blue led circling at a steady rhythm– no, it’s not the temperature, rather it’s the atmosphere; ‘cold’. he’s still grappling with emotions and developing tastes is– well, to put it simply, complicated. he’s heartened with the fact that you once said, at the sight of a photo of his bed and the corner within, that being minimalistic is a style too. though, possibly, his true self is one of a clutterer of knick-knacks. of course, he’d like you to help him pick what ornaments would suit him the best. you: wtf i dont believe it connor♡ : but it does! you: prove it MIKU HATSUNE connor♡ : listen here human it’s not my fault you haven’t got the chance to witness an android external fluid deactivating you: !!!!! are you bragging?? connor♡ : ahahaha I’m joking it’s sending a video right now you watch ecstatically as soon as the app downloads the file, your chest throbbing with pleasurable anxiety. how can it be? he’s kind, precious AND fucking handsome, skin or no skin. you bet bad things will happen to you today to balance this sheer luck. think it thoroughly, it’s actually the first time you see his face. you: u’r cute also how does your hair work man connor♡ : thank you :) it’s connected to my head so.... you: i get it cybernetic magic your secrets are safe with me connor♡ : ahahaha and I was concerning myself about disgusting you you: WHAT fuck no you’re done that way, ok, it’s cool ok? kept it in mind are you allowed to insert ♡ near his name and not tell him? you: I’m waiting!! :/ sweetheart: so needy you: come on, [name]! sweetheart: tru tho you: >audio file cooome ooooonn sweetheart: !!! im ready pick up idiot the monitor lits and here you are, gorgeous. he’s certain that his heart melted on the spot. such is the sensation you give him every time you send him a photo, his thirium pump skipping a beat and making him inevitably somewhat gasping for air, mouth barely closed. he’s not accustomed to all the new features deviancy brought but in this he’s confident, he’s head over heels in love with you. you: what?? you’ve already seen the movie?? love♡ : yeah! I went with Hank! it was very nice, you should see it too you: WELL id kill to (please don’t arrest me detective) but nobody wants,,,, love♡ : why is that? (I won’t arrest you if you behave) you: something along the lines of not their genre or some shit uff (seems sketchy) love♡ : what about going alone? (it isn’t!!) you: it would be too sad :’(  love♡ : I’m sorry to hear that, if I could be there I’d accompany you and wouldn’t mind seeing it a second time. you: yes i know.... what is it? six months? more? you hardly remember, having so many messages in here, it would be too difficult to keep track, though you’re positive, that if you asked him he’d tell you in an instant, since he’s so attentive with that little brain-computer of his. you close your lids, tapping your fingers on the desk, it’s wearing, you must admit. you like him, a lot at this point, but being so far and out of reach.... what can come out of this? friends don’t support you either, ignoring this blatant crush, trying to make you hook-up with people met at a bar, getting annoyed at you constantly texting, preaching that a long distance relationship is not worth your time and your effort, and it’s not even a relationship, isn’t it? you’re not on that level. you’re just weirdos keeping themselves company. bummed out a bit, you decide that maybe avoiding him for a couple of days might be a proper solution. will he feel your absence? will he miss you? you: is everything all right? sweetheart: yes. you: are you sure? sweetheart: yep im,,,, swamped with work, the drill you: that I understand but perhaps I did something wrong? sweetheart: ?? you: you’ve been acting kinda cold lately, and if I’m the cause of that I’m sorry. being a deviant is good sometimes, and sometimes is not. it was great until a while ago so why now.... now....? he feels so lost. it’s understandable to have a job and a life outside this bond but– but is it really? is it okay for you to be without him? you’d manage fine. mhh no– the real question is: is it okay for him to be without you? can he be without sending you a text at least once a day? can he be without hearing your voice at least once a week? can he be without your usual video calls at least twice a month? can he be without seeing you, over a screen, cooking your dinner and singing? can he be? can he exist without you? he’s.... starting to doubt that. sweetheart: no i’m i’m the one whos sorry, okay? we can call tomorrow you: I don’t want to press you into anything you don’t want to sweetheart: you’re not! i’ll make up for not having been so present! you sigh, suffocating yourself on the pillow, how can you be this dense? this stupid? this utter moronic?? unequivocally he was going to worry. you made him worry. fuck. you’re going to trust your guts, no dumb jokes, it’s obvious that you both care about the other and can’t stay apart for too long. you: i know it’s 3AM and you told me to not be awake but i cant i cant okay? im thinking of you and me and you and it began because im a mess so it shouldnt be a surprise i havent gotten better this past year has been.... the best. yeah i fucked up and tried to be distant, to see if sth would change but it didnt i love waking up and finding a text from you, i love the sound of your voice trying to lull me goodnight when im being a spoiled child, i love how you’re so gentle & how you always forgive me and mostly i love you not as a friend, definitely as more, definitely like a lover and i know that you’re so caring that you’ll probably still want to talk with me even if the affection’s not mutual you lock your phone’s screen and place it on the nightstand. the orange light from the streets seeping through the curtains and soaking your covers, and now that your eyes are free to roam, it’s easier to notice the soft feathers’ filling making tiny shadows on your face. poor poor geese. your fingertips slightly touch the stitches, your heartbeat pacing furiously from the strong emotions, both trepidation and fear running your veins. what if he doesn’t feel the same? what if he’s been polite this whole time and you overstepped his boundaries? what if? love♡ is typing.... ping! love♡ : I love you too, honey. but please, don’t scare me again, I think I lost four biocomponents when you suddenly stopped replying to me. also you should sleep. you: im pouring my heart out ugly crying and!!!! you’re too casual nooo it’s no big deal baby we just fucking love each other it’s totally ok incoming call from love ♡ “hey....” his tone slow and almost drowsy “i thought it was clear enough.” words rolling off his tongue, the same that he’d tenderly run across you, kissing, tasting, worshipping your body “i hate you.” you sniffle and there’s a chuckle on the different end “i love you.” you smile, wiping off the tears wetting your cheeks with the back of your right hand “i love you too.”

[parchmints]

JuLance Day 29 - Compliments

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Lance’s Little Book of Good Things

Day 29: Compliments

Lance’s Little Book of Good Things

Day 33 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

Okay!! So here’s the deal. Shiro told all of us that we should keep a journal to “ground ourselves” while we make the looong journey back to Earth, so that’s what I’m doing! I didn’t do it for the first month or so cuz I wanted to actually write ya know? Everyone else is just using their tablets but, I don’t know...I wasn’t really feeling it. I think it’ll just feel better to do it by hand. Red didn’t have any pen and paper tho, so I had to wait until we landed on a planet that had some.

It took a month to find one. Ugh, it was so long. Being in the Lions for a week is gross and I’m not gonna get into it, but just know it’s gross. BUT ANYWAY. We landed on a planet called Hovenduhl and there was a super nice prince there who watched the Voltron show and let us stay at his castle for a few days! I asked him about writing supplies and he gave me a bunch! The notebooks he gave me are pretty similar to the ones we have on Earth, but the pens are so cool! They have different ink colors and some of them are shiny, some of them are matte, and some of them glitter! They’re actually a lot like glitter pens but they don’t give out after like five seconds and they write really well.

So my plan with this bad boy is to write the good things that happen on the space roadtrip! With everything that happened with Shiro and Lotor (hate him), it’s been...hard. And the roadtrip is hard. So, I’m gonna write about good things to keep my spirits up! That way I can look at it when I need cheering up! I probably won’t write every day, but I still think it’ll be nice.

P.S. I’m counting a “day” as the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep. Time in space is...weird.

Day 35 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

I had sword training with Keith today! He’s kind of a lousy teacher and he constantly sends me flying (mainly cuz I let him--wouldn’t want him to feel threatened by what a natural I am), but he told me that as long as I keep practicing, I could be really good! Which, I mean, obviously…

Day 42 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

Yorak hung out in Red with me today! He put his head on my lap!

Day 54 of Space Roadtrip, Jungle Planet

We found a planet with lots of hanging fruit, so I was shooting them down and Krolia said I had “impressive aim”! It was really nice. I like Krolia a lot. She’s so cool, I kinda can’t believe Keith is her son...but then she’ll make a broody face and I’m like “oh, yeah”.

Day 60 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

Been kind of a rough week. We’ve been flying in the Lions for a long time and no one’s really up for talking. We’re running out of things to say, I think. I’m not a big fan of that if I’m honest. It gives me too much time to think. BUT ANYWAY! Pidge says we’re near an inhabited planet so I’m excited for that!

Day 61 of Space Roadtrip, Baskval

WE LANDED ON A PLANET AAAAAAA!!! It’s been a while! The locals kinda look like cockroaches but they have beds (actual beds!) so I’m in no way complaining.

Day 67 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

Today was...something. I talked with Shiro today and he said...a lot of really nice stuff. I actually kind of ran here after so I could write it all down because I want to remember this for the rest of my life so here goes…

I’ve been feeling...really bad about how I couldn’t really help Shiro when he was stuck in the Black Lion. He tried to tell me what was happening, but I didn’t listen couldn’t hear him. At least not all the way. And we finally talked about it today. I think it was a long time coming. I thought about that moment a lot, especially when we’re just traveling in the Lions. Anyway, he told me that I shouldn’t feel bad since I didn’t have a direct link to the Black Lion like he and Keith did and the fact that I heard him at all gave him hope.

He also told me that I stepped up and was always thinking about the team and that I’m gonna be a great leader and that he’s proud of me! Okay, I think that’s all he said…

I mean, he also said I was a hero which...man.

It’s crazy. I looked up to Shiro even before the Garrison--the guy’s a legend! When I saw that he was gonna be one of our instructors, I nearly lost my mind, but I could never really get his attention. I mean, it was hard to get any of the instructors to pay attention to you when Keith was around. Probably why I didn’t really like him at first...BUT WHATEVER!! Shiro called me a hero and that’s gonna fuel me for WEEKS!!!

Day 82 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

PIDGE GOT KILLBOT PHANTASM IV WORKING IN GREEN!!! We played for hours today and it was the best!!

Day 91 of Space Roadtrip, Dead Planet

I finally was able to knock Keith down in training today!! He was a little annoyed but he said good job and that I was really improving. I’m really happy because we’ve been working hard at it. Keith is a much better teacher now too!

Day 102 of Space Roadtrip, Auria

I want to start this off by saying I’M GOING TO KILL KEITH!!! He made me go sprinting after a little alien girl when I didn’t have to! He’s such a jerk…

BUT ANYWAY!! THE GOOD STUFF: We were on this planet called Auria (it was really pretty!) and there was this little alien girl named Aefee who said I was her favorite Paladin!! We talked a little bit and she was really sweet :)

Kinda made me miss Hilario and Ana, but it’s okay! I’m on my way to see them!

Day 115 of Space Roadtrip, Planet With Food We Could Cook

helped Hunk make dinner out of some weird veggies we found on the planet we landed on and he said I had excellent chopping technique! Mamá used to say the same thing when I helped her cook!

P.S. I’m starting to realize a lot of these entries are just me saying when I get compliments...WHAT CAN I SAY I like it when Lancey Lance gets the appreciation he deserves!

Day 134 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

More training with Keith today! Our fights are starting to feel a lot more even now! And by even, I mean Keith’s almost as good as me! Might even surpass me one day...but oh well, he still can’t shoot for beans.

Day 152 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

I don’t talk much about this here cuz it’s not really happy and I try to keep things positive when I’m journaling, but I talked to Allura today and for the first time in a long time, I felt okay? Like...I’ve been really sad about how we weren’t ever gonna be a thing and I still really liked her, but I think it’s starting to be okay. We just talked and it was kind of the first time I was like “okay we’re friends and I’m not wishing for something more” since I decided I needed to give it up. I don’t know, it just felt good. I’m moving on and I still get to hang out with Allura and have fun with her so can’t complain!

Day 171 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

I FINALLY WON A ROUND OF KP4 AGAINST PIDGE!!! She was really mad at first but then she was like “good game”. Think she’s kind of excited she has competition, actually...

Day 180 of Space Roadtrip, Hybitius

Uh, okay wow. Lot happened today. Like a lot...not all good either, but okay.

So we went to this planet called Hybitius and they have this craaazy carnival with all these thrill rides that make Hunk puke just looking at them and it’s AWESOME!! Keith and I were the only ones with the guts to actually go on them so we spent like, the whole day together and it was...really nice.

We ended the night on this ferris wheel and Keith started talking and he kept saying really nice things like I was there for him and I’m an amazing person and stuff like that and I...ugh this is even hard to write out...but I almost kissed him? And for a second I thought he kinda wanted me to too but the ride was over before I got a chance, which was probably good. Keith probably didn’t want me to kiss him and…

GOD!!! I like Keith!! I like him!! This is so stupid!! When did this even happen?! I mean, I guess we’ve been getting closer because of training...and I guess I’ve always kind of thought he was cute since the Garrison BUT I NEVER LIKED HIM!

I don’t know, I think I’m sad. I know Keith won’t like me back, so I guess I just gotta get over it. Good thing is that I have experience with that so…

Day 215 of Space Roadtrip, Uninhabited Planet

I keep staring at Keith, according to Hunk, but apparently, Keith keeps staring at me too. I don’t know what that means.

Day 220 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

I think Keith almost kissed me. I’m not sure. We were training and things got a little carried away and...I don’t know. I think...maybe he does like me? I guess I think it’s possible now and that...makes me really, really happy.

Day 222 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

Keith doesn’t like me. He likes someone else. Pidge told me.

Good thing is that I’ve started “Operation: Get Over Keith” immediately.

Day 223 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

Operation: Get Over Keith is not going well.

Day 234 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

Hunk said something that made Keith laugh over comms today and it was so cute I thought I was gonna have a heart attack.

Day 255 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

Sorry, it’s been a while. I think the trip’s kind of getting to me. It’s been so long. I’m trying to keep my spirits up for everyone, so I don’t have the energy for lots of journaling...especially about good things.

Sorry, that sounded really negative. I just...want to get home.

Day 269 of Space Roadtrip, Uninhabited Planet

Whenever we land, Keith and I always train and lately, he always come to sit and talk with me. We’re talking a lot, actually. He’s so cool. I mean, I always knew that, but he’s not just cool in an “awesome-pilot-crazy-samurai” way but in a “you make me feel better when I’m sad about something” way too.

We talk about a bunch of stuff, but it usually ends up being about our families.

Suffice to say, Operation: Get Over Keith is still not going well.

Day 283 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

Pidge says we’re not close to Earth, but we’re close to being close to Earth. I don’t really get it, but I’ll take it. Pidge thinks we’re close to making a breakthrough and once we do, the rest of the trip will be easy!

Day 298 of Space Roadtrip, Some Asteroid

Keith smiled at me today and it was an attack on my person. Personally.

O:GOK still not going well.

Day 306 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

PIDGE DID IT!! SHE KNOWS HOW TO GET US BACK TO EARTH!! IT’S ONLY GOING TO TAKE US LIKE A MONTH TO GET HOME!! EAAAARTH!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Day 312 of Space Roadtrip, Red Lion

We’re trying to limit our time on the ground as much as possible so we can get home sooner, which is hard, but I’m not complaining! LET’S GET THERE!!!

Day 325 of Space Roadtrip, Desert Planet

Had to take a break finally. We had a good run for a while but it was time.

Keith and I talked about everything we wanted to do once we got home and at some point I just kinda hugged him. He didn’t seem to mind, though.

As always, O:GOK is not going well. Kind of just failing miserably at this point.

Day 340 of Space Roadtrip, THE MILKY WAY GALAXY

YOU READ THAT RIGHT JOURNAL!!! THE MILKY WAY!! WHICH MEANS WE’RE MINUTES FROM HOME!!! I’M GONNA SEE MY FAMILY! I’M GONNA SEE THE OCEAN! I’M GONNA EAT PIZZA AND GARLIC KNOTS AND ICE CREAM AND MAMÁ’S EMPANADAS AND I HAVEN’T STOPPED SCREAMING!! I’M SCREAMING RIGHT NOW!! THEY’RE TELLING ME TO STOP BUT I WON’T!

I think this is gonna be my last entry, at least for now! I’m gonna be too busy on Earth to be able to write, but thanks for being there for me buddy! Writing in you really helped, actually.

EARTH!! WOOHOO!!

Love,

Lance

[danandphilwhomst]

title: Memories in Melbourne

word count: 1.7k

based off of the recent instagram stories in Melbourne :)

a/n: @moon-boye inspired me with this post this morning and the bois posted some really hecking cute insta stories so I had to write this

read on ao3

     The entire 16 hours there Phil thought about how much longer he'd have to just sit. 16 hours of sitting. And unfortunately, 16 hours of not very much sleep. Nevertheless, he was his usual bubbly self, trying to reach over and poke Dan, asking him if he wanted to play a game and taking sneak pictures of him when he could.

    “Hey, Dan,” his soft voice comes out teasingly, “do you wanna play I-spy?”

Dan rolls his eyes.

    “Oh god,” he's annoyed, but Phil knows he's not really that bothered, “release me from this hell.” His hand reaches out to shoo Phil away. He was not going to play I-spy. Ugh. Not this time. But Phil, wanting to see Dan all flustered and annoyed asks again after posting the initial video.

    “Hey, Dan,” Dan turns to face him again with that look on his face, “wanna play I-spy?”

Dan rolls his eyes so hard they could've popped out of his head.

    “Sure, Phil,” he obliges, and then, “I spy a big dork.” Phil's giggle comes up from his throat once again and he points to Dan.

    “Found it!” Dan sputters,

    “Pfff, oh nice one, Phil.” Phil laughs and decides to leave Dan be for the time being.

                                                          ~~~

    Three hours later and Phil gets an idea. He reaches for his phone again and pulls up Instagram. He glances over to make sure Dan isn't looking while he switches through different filters. His smirk pulls up the corner of his mouth as he finds exactly which one he was looking for and flips the camera onto Dan. He's deep into a video of some sort, and Phil smiles mischievously. It doesn't take long for Dan to notice he's being filmed.

    “What are you doing?” He keeps his voice soft and his eyes question Phil's motives. The recording ends and Dan still stares at him, curious, as Phil exacts his revenge. He posts before he answers Dan.

    “Just getting you back, that's all,” he smirks at Dan this time. Within a few seconds, Dan has Instagram pulled up and he sees the offending video. He laughs and then,

    “Phil,” he whines, “really?” Phil shrugs,

    “Just getting you back for that sneak photo you got of me!” Dan plays annoyed but his face says, I love you, you stupid dork.

                                                          ~~~

    They finally land and Phil sighs. He glances over to see a sleeping Dan, lips parted and eyelashes dusting his cheeks and he doesn't know how he got this lucky.

    As the plane makes contact with the runway, Dan's eyelids gradually open, blinking to will the sleepiness away. Phil is still staring.

    “What?” Dan questions. He questions Phil often. Phil can only smile softly,

    “Oh nothing,” and Dan doesn't press any further, but his eyes are gentle and he smiles back.

    As they get off the plane, their muscles ache from sitting in one small area for so long and they feel some gratification as they stretch their long limbs, finally.

                                                       ~~~

    The first thing they decide to do is go to the beach. They wonder if it's too touristy, but they've never really shied away from that before. Everyone else has split off, to rest or get settled or explore some place else.

    Dan is relieved that it's just them, because he always cherishes the moments he can spend with just Phil, whether they have a discussion or if they just spend their time in comfortable silence, enjoying each other but not finding the need to talk. Especially now. Several months of always being busy and being around a crew of people doesn't give a person much time to themselves or time alone with their partner.

    When they make it down to the beach, Dan is more than grateful that he brought a jacket. This was no summery Florida beach. His weather app boasts a mere 13°C and the wind whips through his newly cut curls. A shiver runs down his spine and he hugs the denim to his middle. Damn. Not a warm enough jacket. He was freezing, and he shook a little as the cold traveled through his skin, nose, ears, and fingertips feeling the nip of the air.  

    “You cold, Dan?” Phil reaches out and sets a hand on Dan's elbow. Dan shivers again.

    “Yes I'm bloody cold, why is it so cold on the beach?” Phil understands. He's cold, as well, but he scoffs a little.

    “Dan, it's winter here- that's how hemispheres work. We're 'upside down,’ remember?” He looks at Dan again and it tugs at his heart a little. He would warm Dan up soon enough.

    “Fuck hemispheres. Fuck Australian winter,” Dan laments as he folds his arms into himself.

    “Dan!” He squeaks, “be nice to Australia, we just got here!” Phil bumps his shoulder into Dan's.

   “Whatever,” and Dan walks ahead of Phil down the boardwalk. Phil jogs to catch up with him as Dan starts another Instagram story. He finishes and Phil keeps messing with his hair as he did while Dan was recording. Dan looks behind him, amused at Phil being so concerned about his look.

    “Phil,” Dan reaches up and pulls Phil's arm down, “it looks fine. It'll just keep getting all messed up.” Phil huffs, but gives in, leaving his quiff alone. When he looks back to Dan, he is still staring at him, smirking.

    “Besides,” Dan starts, “it looks kind of sexy all mussed up like that.” With that, he receives a light shove from Phil.

    They shiver as they walk, but Dan pauses and goes to hand his phone to Phil. Phil scrunches his brows in question but Dan answers soon enough,

    “Here take a picture of me.” Phil nods and taps the camera icon, aiming at Dan as he leans against the faded wood railing. He takes a regular shot first, of just Dan, unprepared and not posing. He always does this, just to save photos for them.

    “Act like you're cold. Do a pose,” Phil suggests.

    “I am cold, you spork,” Dan retaliates and makes a face a Phil.

    “Well you know what I mean,” Phil starts but Dan sasses back,

    “Do I?” But Phil tucks the phone away in response.

    “Alright guess I won't take the picture then,” he gets out just before Dan is sputtering and whining at him to cut it out. Phil giggles and pulls Dan's phone from his back pocket and cooperates, snapping several photos for Dan to choose from. He waits for what seems like forever for Dan to pick just the right photo and caption.

    “Dan-”

    “Wait, okay? I'm nearly done! I have an aesthetic to maintain, you know,” Dan cuts him off before he can even complain. Finally Dan posts and as they continue their walk Phil takes some beach photos of his own.

    Phil watches as Dan strolls ahead of him, shivering and yet enjoying the beautiful view. He then takes a quick glance around, but one else is there. Just them. He sneaks behind Dan and wraps his arms around his waist, muttering into his shoulder,

    “Dan, you're so dramatic.”

    “Pffff I am not,” Dan retorts. He goes to spin around to face Phil but actually it feels pretty warm to have Phil wrapped around him, so he relishes the sensation for longer. Phil lets out a breathy giggle.

    “What?”

    “Am I actually warming you up?” Phil asks.

Dan puts his hands over Phil's, which are still firmly grasped in front of him, keeping them connected. He leans back into Phil.

    “Maybe.” A puff of breath from Phil's nostrils tickles his neck as Phil chuckles at his his answer. But Phil lets go and Dan immediately feels the warmth drain from his torso. He shivers again and he pouts at the lack of Phil's arms around him.

    “C'mon, we haven't even gone down to the actual beach yet!” Phil reaches a hand back to beckon Dan to follow him. Dan gives in and they make their way down to the shore.

    For several moments, they walk quietly, the only sound is the roll of waves against the shore and their footprints in the give of sand. Phil has an idea and gets his phone out from his back pocket and flips his phone upside down. He opens Instagram and films another story.

    “Dan! We're upside down right now!” Phil calls behind him. Dan spiffs,

    “Pssh god, good one, Phil,” but he smiles at Phil's excitement and youthful demeanor. He thinks of the weirdest and funniest things sometimes. Phil just laughs.

    “Very clever, Phil,” Dan says once Phil has pocketed his phone.

    “I thought so.” And seeing again that no one was around, Phil reaches back and laces his fingers with Dan's, both hands freezing but their hearts were warm. Dan looks down and smiles.

    It's cheesy as all hell but they're walking hand in hand on the beach, cool air whipping through their hair and shoulders brushing together occasionally. Dan decides that a little cheesy isn't so bad, especially with Phil. He's just happy to be here.

    “We're almost done,” Dan muses.

Phil is pulled out of his own thoughts by Dan's words.

    “Hm? Oh the tour. Yeah.” A moment passes before either of them speak up again.

    “How do you feel about it?” Phil asks, almost not loud enough for Dan to hear over the whistle of the wind. Dan ponders for a second. He has a feeling he's thought about this more in depth than Phil has. That's just the way his mind works.

    “I think it's the best thing we've ever done.” That must have not been the answer Phil was expecting, because he slows down and turns to look at Dan, releasing his hand. His eyes match the waves beside them and sincerity gleams in his irises as he speaks.

    “Yeah?” Phil took a step forward, “I think so, too.” Instead of reaching for Dan's hand again, he hooks an arm around his waist as they resume walking.

    “Phil?” Dan's voice breaks through the lull of the waves. Phil pulls Dan in closer and he hums in answer.

    “This is the most fun I've ever had in my entire life.” Phil leans in and bumps his cold nose against Dan's flushed cheek.

    “Me, too.”

a/n: Thanks for reading :) I hope you  enjoyed it, and likes/reblogs are much appreciated  <3 

[raendown]

Hey guys remember when I actually paid attention to this collection?? @carnivorousgekkou I have no self control...

Pairing: TobiramaKagami Word count: 2365 Soulmate au:  The one where the first words your soulmate says to you are tattooed on your arm at birth

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Chapter 94 - Tobirama/Kagami

Sometimes coming from a rather large family was a good thing, like while he was going through school and there had been literally dozens of cousins happy to help him out whenever he was a little short on his bills. Other times having a family as big as his own was extremely annoying, like when one of them decided to bother him about his soul words and the rest of them picked up on the idea as well, nattering at him one by one until he felt as though he might throw his phone against the wall if he got one single more text from any of them.  

Kagami loved his family, he truly did, but the Uchiha as a whole were even nosier than a group of bored old ladies. If he had to fend off one more question about whether or not he had met his soulmate he was likely to go mad. And seeing as how most of his friends already thought he was mad for various reasons – usually his propensity for playing with fire – that wasn’t likely to endear him to his soulmate if he ever did manage to find them.

Blowing out a heavy sigh that spoke loudly of exasperation, Kagami turned off his cellphone and flopped down on the bed, dragging his laptop on to his belly and waking up the screen. His fingers skated over the flat mousepad, going for the messaging system by sheer muscle memory. If there was anything that was likely to cure his bad mood it would be talking to his best friend. Kagami just hoped he was online.

The day appeared immediately brighter at the sight of the little green dot next to his friend’s username.

Spitfire: Hey, remember how we were joking the other day about you taking a job as an assassin? Can I be your first client? I’d like you to kill my entire family please.

SeTo: As willing as I am to go to jail for your sake, I’m afraid I just took a job in another city so I’m a bit busy at the moment. Raincheck on the murder?

Spitfire: Ugh. Fine. Where’s the new job?

Already feeling the tension ease from his shoulders, Kagami settled farther down in to the pillows on his bed. He might not know much of anything personal about “SeTo”, not even the guy’s real name, but he felt more connected to him than anyone he had ever met in real life. They had met playing some online game that neither of them had really liked, only playing it at the behest of others, and Kagami had nearly pissed himself laughing reading the chat as his soon-to-be friend floundered just as hard as he was doing.

Nowadays all of their interactions were through a messaging app he had installed solely for speaking with this man. The only thing he knew about SeTo’s personal life was that he travelled a lot for his job as a stunt man. An honest to god stunt man. As if Kagami needed any more reasons to think this guy was cool.

SeTo: Back in my hometown, actually. I haven’t been back to Konoha in a while. Give it half a week and I’ll probably want to kill my family as much as you want to kill yours.

An unintelligible noise escaped Kagami’s throat as he sat bolt upright on the bed, sending his laptop flying and forcing him to scramble to catch it before any terrible accidents could happen. Then he stared at his screen in unadulterated shock. When he typed out a frantic reply his fingers were nearly shaking with excitement.

Spitfire: Are you fucking serious? Where in Konoha!?!

SeTo: The east end…why?

Spitfire: Fuck me sideways! I live in the east end of Konoha!!!

SeTo: Seriously? That’s…unexpected.

Spitfire: Please tell me you wouldn’t be creeped out by the idea of meeting up somewhere! We have to! It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity!

It seemed as though it took his friend ages to answer and Kagami held his breath the entire time. When another message finally came through he almost shoved his nose in to the screen in his eagerness to read it.

SeTo: I would like that.

Spitfire: YUSSS! I mean...uh…insert normal reaction here.

SeTo: I won’t be flying out for another couple of weeks. Filming won’t start until sometime in the new year but we do have to start training several months before the shoot.

Spitfire: This is so cool. So. Cool. I can’t believe I’m gonna get to see your dumb face.

SeTo: Yes, please do try not to go blind upon first sight. I shall endeavor to return the favor.

Spitfire: AND! You know you’re gonna have to tell me your actual name now, right? Should I be this stupidly excited? Who cares! I am anyway!

SeTo: If you don’t calm down you run the risk of getting me excited about this too.

Spitfire: Heaven forbid, you block of ice. ;P

Carefully setting his laptop down on the bed, Kagami leaped up in to the air and pumped both of his fists wildly, shouting wordlessly at the top of his lungs. He could hardly believe that in just a couple of weeks SeTo would be standing before him. He was actually going to meet the best friend he’d ever had in person for the very first time. It felt like Christmas and his birthday had both come early.

The two of them chatted late in to the night, just the same as they usually did, and it was hardly the first time that Kagami signed off with a stupid grin nearly cracking his face in half. What was new was the tiny little nugget of information that he whispered to himself over and over again, filling up the darkness of the room with it.

“Tobirama,” he whispered to the empty air. “His name is Tobirama.”

Bringing his arm up in front of his face, he traced the letters that he couldn’t see but knew the location of off by heart. Golden and written in an elegant, patient script, his soul words had bothered him for many years for one simple reason: the nagging feeling he had that he should have met them a long time ago. Despite how many friends he had, Kagami had always felt strangely alone. Somehow, however, with the knowledge that he would soon be meeting Tobirama, he didn’t feel so alone anymore.

Now he fingered the letters of ‘I could say the same of you’ and for once didn’t even bother to wonder what they could mean. All he could think was that waiting for a soulmate would be so much easier with Tobirama in his life, even if only for a few brief months.

For someone as excitable as him two weeks was a long time to wait and by the time the day finally rolled around that they had set for their meeting he felt as though the sheer anticipation was likely to give him a heart attack. He had exchanged cell numbers with Tobirama several days before, switching their endless conversations from the app on his computer to long strings of text messages, and even now he turned the device over and over in his hands, reading his friend’s last message obsessively.

His friend had actually landed in Konoha yesterday but of course he would want to see his family first. Evidently he had three brothers who lived barely twenty minutes from Kagami’s own apartment and his texts last night had been filled with piteous please for rescue from their overzealous hugs.

Now they were meeting at a coffee shop halfway between them and Kagami couldn’t stop squirming in his seat, filled with impatience. Every person who came through the door had him sitting up straighter in his chair only to slump back down with disappointment. In his excitement he had actually shown up more than a half hour before the time they had agreed upon and he had long since finished the coffee he’d ordered. Now all he had for entertainment was the screen of his phone, unlocked to show the text from Tobirama saying that he was on his way.

A jingling sound perked him up and Kagami whipped his head around to see who had just walked in the door. Suddenly he was glad he was finished his coffee for surely he would have choked on it upon first sight of the sculpted god that had just walked in the door.

Mr. Actual Adonis was looking around curiously and as he turned his head to the left Kagami ducked his own before he could be caught staring. He raised his phone and let his thumbs fly over the keys to send a text.

You better get here soon. I swear to god the hottest guy I’ve ever seen just walked through the door.

Pressing send, he peeked up at the god in the doorway again only to watch him frown lightly and reach for his own phone. He cocked his head, apparently reading a text, and then his eyebrows immediately shot upwards. A smile was blossoming on his face as he typed out a reply.

Less than a full second later Kagami’s phone buzzed and forced him to look away. When he checked the screen it appeared Tobirama had replied.

That would be me, Kagami.

Face aflame, his head shot up once more to see the man in the doorway making another sweep of the room. Only this time there was a delectable looking sly smirk raising the corners of his lips. Before Kagami had time to duck for cover again the man looked directly at him and paused, holding eye contact and slowly tilted his head to one side. Kagami’s face felt like it was about to melt off from the sheer heat of his blush.

Tobirama – because apparently the god in the doorway was actually Tobirama, proving once again how unfair the world was – walked towards him with steps that could only be described as a prowl. Dropping his phone on to the table, Kagami covered his face with both hands and sank down in to his seat. Of course he would embarrass himself literally the moment they met. Of course! He’d been hoping for his awkward dorkiness to wait at least through the first five minutes but apparently his bad luck was out in full force today. When light footsteps stopped right next to him Kagami shook his head and refused to uncover his face.

He nearly leaped out of his seat with shock as a deep voice rumbled right next to his ear in almost an intimate whisper.

“I could say the same of you,” Tobirama confessed to him quietly.

By themselves those words would have shocked him quite enough. What made Kagami go rigid, however, was the warm sensation rippling across the skin of his forearm and the silent ringing so deep inside him it could only be coming from his very soul. Shock made him drop his hands and gape up at Tobirama with wide eyes.

“You’ve been my soulmate this whole time!?” he demanded. Tobirama blinked down at him, blinked at his own arm, and then blinked at him again.

“I…oh.” For a moment they both sat there and stared at each other wordlessly. Then suddenly Tobirama began to laugh, the very sound of it sending shivers down Kagami’s spine. “I should have seen that coming. Of all the people I’ve ever known that phrase could be for no one but you.”

“Wow…wow…I can’t tell if I’m happy or embarrassed but it’s probably both so if I die from blushing too hard please do not resuscitate me.” Kagami snapped his jaws shut before he could really get on to a roll and babble the whole day away as he was wont to do. The heat in his cheeks didn’t seem to be even close to abating and neither was Tobirama’s smirk. He whimpered as the other man cleared his throat and lowered himself in to a seat adjacent to Kagami’s.

“Can’t say I was expecting this, although I also can’t say that I am disappointed in any way.” He leaned back in his chair casually, eyes running up and down Kagami’s form in an openly appreciative manner. “Maybe Anija was right; I really should have come home a long time ago.”

“How are you not running for the hills right now?” Kagami demanded. Tobirama chuckled.

“And what would I be running from, pray tell? My incredibly attractive soulmate? Who has the most adorable blush I’ve ever seen and also happens to already be my closest friend? Oh yes, that does sound scary.”

Kagami shifted in his seat, pressing both hands to his cheeks with a very real fear that they were glowing brightly enough to blind unsuspecting passersby. A tremble passed through his limbs when his companion reached out a hand to cover one of his own, gently pulling it away from his face. One simple touch and he could already feel his heartbeat rewriting its patterns, the entirety of his existence shifting. Quite suddenly nothing in this world mattered like the man sitting with him.

“If it’s alright with you,” Tobirama murmured, lowering their still connected hands to the table, “I think I’m rather happy right where I am now.”

“Wow,” Kagami breathed again, hardly able to believe his luck.

It probably wasn’t very often that one got to make friends with one’s soulmate before discovering the connection and he felt incredibly lucky to have done so. While there were still a hundred things he didn’t know about this man he already knew that they were perfect for each other just from the hundreds of pointless conversations they’d had over the years. And from the moment he had laid eyes on him a whole new world of possibilities had opened up, the kind of desire he’d only read about in terrible romances filling him to the brim.

As excited as he was to see where they would go, however, he had to agree with his soulmate. He was rather happy right where he was.

[multifandom-damnation]

I’m Here pt 1- Jason finds out.

“Y’know Jason,” Roy’s voice said from the other end of the phone. “There are these things that people leave when they go out -maybe you know them- called notes. People put them in places when they want to leave a message that says things like ‘I’m going out, don’t worry’ or ‘I’ve gone to this place and I’ll be back at this time’. That’s what people do when they leave, so that way their friends don’t panic and think you’ve been kidnapped and start tracking your cell and your helmet chip, WHICH you left here by the way.”

“Sorry,” Jason said monotone as he stared at the huge double doors. “I didn’t know I was going to go out. I was out for a walk and just decided I’m just going to go out.”

“That’s fine and all” Roy’s voice was full of static from the bad reception “But where are you anyway? Kori said you were talking about seeing someone?” A clang followed by a string of curses indicated that Roy was in his workshop. He probably dropped a wrench on his foot. Again.

“Where do you think he is Roy?” The very quiet and far away voice of Kori could be heard. “Who do you think he would have gone and seen?”

“I don’t know, if I knew would I be asking? Just tell me, then I wouldn’t have to think.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Hey, I don’t do thinking. My thinking capacity revolves around tools, weapons, arrows and Lian. ‘Would have thought you had known that, Princess.”

“The Joker?” Kori’s exasperated and annoyed voice rang out, coming closer to the phone. “Tim? Don’t you think he would have gone to the manor to see Tim?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, even the near-constant sounds Roy made when he fiddled with an arrow head or a bolt had momentarily stopped. “Oh. Oh man, I thought you said we were all going to go over together? You sure you’re ok with this Jaybird?”

I don’t know was what Jason wanted to say at he gazed up at the drab greys and browns of Wayne Manor, with its swooping portico roofs, its wide windows dark and lifeless and its front porch with its many steps and its huge double doors.

A week ago, Tim Drake, Red Robin Tim, replacement Tim, had been taken by the Joker, “kidnapped”, as though he wasn’t lured into a trap using a crying child and had instead been plucked off of the street and shoved in the back of a van. He had been missing for 5 days and Jason had only heard about it yesterday.

Yes-ter-day.

Jason clenched his fists at his sides.

This was the Jokers way of getting back at Batman because the broken robin had come back, why not take the next best thing? Who knows what happened to Tim while he was taken? Who knows what else would have happened if he was there for any longer? What if the reason Alfred had only called Jason yesterday, not Bruce or Dick, was because Tim blamed him and didn’t want to see him? What if-

“Jason?” Roy’s incessant voice knocked him out of his thoughts.  “Jay, you ok man? You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready. We can all go together, or we can write things down, or- “

“What am I going to say?” Jason asked quietly. “Alf said that he hasn’t come out of his room for days, hasn’t eaten anything, is barely sleeping, isn’t talking. What am I supposed to say to help him? I don’t know what the Joker did to him. I died, what happened to me was different, I can’t level with him about having the same experiences, can I? What do I say?”

Roy was silent on the other end of the phone, which was not a Roy that Jason was used to. “Yes, you can.”

“Can what?”

“Level with him. Sure you died and he didn’t. You were hurt physically; Tim was probably hurt mentally. Joker gas and all. You’re the brawn, he’s the brains. But when you crawled out of your grave-sorry- the thing you were looking for was comfort, yeah? Someone to be there for you, to care about you and make you feel like people wanted to help, right?

“Yeah and?”

“Tim probably wants the same thing. He is living with Bruce Wayne, remember? Batman? How much affection do you think that boy is going to get? And Damian? You think he is going to be any help? But you know how he feels, how you felt, so give him now what you wish you had gotten then.”

Jason was silent. “Wow.” He said after a moment. “That was actually really intellectual of you Harper.”

“Thanks, I try.”

And with a click, the call had ended, and Roy was gone. Jason was now forced to make a decision out of a cross road: go and knock on the doors, wait outside in the coldness of Gotham, or turn around and walk away. After a while of arguing with himself, he decided on the answer of what Tim would do for him if the positions were switched.

He walked up those steps and knocked on the doors.

It was no surprise when Alfred answered, although it was a surprise when he realised that Alfred was not carrying his trademark silver tray, but instead was carting around a small walky-talky type of alarm. Like a high-tech baby monitor (which Jason had seen plenty of, having Lian live with them a lot recently) that was hooked up directly into Tim’s room. It looked like Tim had caught on to the camera, and had placed a strip of coloured sticky tape to the lens. But he could still be seen through a blue film, hunched over his laptop with his hair in his face.

“Ah, Master Jason,” Alfred greeted him looking somewhat relieved. “I assume you are here to see Master Tim. You know where his room is, please wipe your shoes on the mat before you come in.” Jason smiled at him as he went around the corner into the kitchen.

As Jason had bent down to start unbuckling the clasps on his shoes because he would rather take them off altogether than wipe them, Alfred poked his head back around the corner.

“Jason.” He started, then shook his head and looked down before he continued. “I’m glad you came over after all. He is listening to neither I nor Master Bruce, Master Richard is out of town and has not yet been informed, and you know how young Master Damian gets… I was hoping you might try.”

“I’ll see what I can do Alf.”

“That is all I have ever asked for Master Jason.”

Hasn’t Dickie been told? Jason thought as he made his way up the stairway, sliding his hand along the bannister. Why hasn’t B told him yet? I thought he would have been the first to know. I thought he would have been the one to find him. What’s he going to say when he finds out Bruce didn’t tell him again? I am so going to call him when I get back.

When he got to Tim’s door, he found Bruce leaning on the bannister, crossed armed and cross-legged, face deep in thought.

Jason reached his hand in front of his face and clicked his fingers together, making Bruce look up and at Jason as if seeing him for the first time. “Jason.” He stated confused. “What are you doing here?”

“Alfred called me.” He told him as he stretched his arms and leant against the wall opposite Bruce, next to Tim’s door. “By the way, thanks for not letting me know until the last minute, and what do you think Dick is going to say when he finds out?

“Richard doesn’t need to be told.”

Ah. “Had another falling out did we?”

“It’s not important,” Bruce grumbled and looked down at the floor. ‘What’s important is- “

“Tim, yeah I know. I get it. Let me have a chat with him.”

Bruce looked back at him then, doubt written on his face. “What makes you think that you can get through to him?”

Jason would have been offended at the accusatory “you” thrown into that sentence but right then he got a text from Roy.

Remember: Give him what he needs, not what he wants. No matter how much he tells you he does, he doesn’t.

And as confusing as that sounded, Jason got it perfectly.

“What have you tried so far?” Jason asked Bruce looking back up from his phone.

“We’ve asked him what he wants from us. He says he wants us to leave him alone, he won’t even take medication or food. We can’t give him anything.”

Jason thought for a minute, thinking that somehow Roy Harper, his stupid best friend, had somehow managed to deduce something before the world’s greatest detective. Well played Harper.

“Do you know what happened to him?” He asked pushing himself off of the wall

Bruce pulled out his phone and opened up an app Barbra- sorry Oracle- had installed that connected directly to the bat-computer down in the bat-cave. He opened up Tim’s file and handed it to Jason.

Vast amounts of fear toxin, slight electrocution, went without food for several days, joker gas strain administered- not very effective (didn’t have laughing properties), burn marks, scars and lacerations.

“Hmm.” Jason hummed as he read it, thinking what did I want when I crawled out?

“Is Damian here?” he asked finally, looking up at Bruce who had not taken his eyes off of Tim’s door. “I want to have a quick word with him.”

“Yes, he’s in his room.” As Jason turned to walk towards his room, he felt Bruce’s hand on his arm. “He is… trying, you know. Damian. At first, he didn’t know what to do, was trying to insult him so he could come out of his room and start yelling at him. Then he started writing letters and slipping them under his door. The last thing he did before he gave up was put one of his swords in the laundry shoot and sent it to his room, with a note that said: “For protection, if you need it.”

Nodding, Jason turned away again and walked towards Damian’s room. Knocking, he was greeted with a single “enter”.  

Still as stuck up as always.

When he went in, Damian was at his desk reading, the light casting shadows across his tired face. He looked up as the door opened, and seemed surprised to find Jason. “Todd,” He said marking his page and standing. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to see Tim.”

“It may not be of any use.” He said looking down. “None of us have managed to get through to him, not even Brown or Cain.”

“Damian, I know. But I need you to do me a favour ok?”

He looked up again then, clearly intrigued, so Jason continued. “Would you be able to make- or ask Alfred to make - that drink Tim used to have? A cross between a coffee and a hot chocolate? I would make it myself but I don’t know how to make it.”

Damian thought for a moment before nodding. “I will make it. I won’t be too long, don’t go anywhere.”

As he quickly hurried out of the room and down the staircase, Jason went to the cupboard next to the stairs and grabbed the biggest and warmest blanket he could find. It was a navy blue, soft and fluffy. Something Tim would like. As he heard the kettle start to boil and jars being opened, Jason went to his old room, which was just as he had left it, and went looking for the books. He had hidden them under his bed, the old books he didn’t want to put in the family library because they meant to much to him, the ones he had brought with him when he was living on the streets before he was taken in by Bruce. He selected one of his favourites, “To Kill a Mockingbird” and went back to Damian’s room, closing the door behind him.

He entered Damian’s room just as he came stomping up the staircase. “It’s done.” He said proudly showing Jason the cup. It was full of whipped cream and chocolate flakes and marshmallows, with no doubt heaps of sugar and probably too much coffee. “Thank you, Damian,” Jason told him as he took the mug out of his hands. “I’ll be sure to let Tim know you made it for him.”

As Jason made his way to Tim’s room, Bruce gave him a look. “Do you actually think that he will open the door for you?”

“No, but unlike you, I’m not afraid to break the door down if he doesn’t.”

He was, he just didn’t want Bruce to know he cared. This was his replacement after all.

Jason took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

He heard a sigh from the other side of the door. “Bruce!” Tim shouted, obviously annoyed, “How many times have I told you to stop knocking on my door? What part of “I want to be alone” does the great detective not understand?”

“It’s not Bruce, and I’m slightly offended that you thought I was. I’m not that old and grumpy am I?” Jason said through the door, hoping the snarky humour would give it away that it was him.

There was silence on the other end of the door. “Jason?”

“In the flesh. Can I come in? I think I left something in there the last time I was here” Jason closed his eyes and hoped to every lord listening that that would work and that Tim would let him in.

The gods must have been listening, as Tim sounded confused but said “uh, s-sure. Come in.” And with a click, his door was unlocked, probably with that electronic remote thing, and Jason was permitted access.

Bruce pushed himself off from the bannister he was leaning on and made his way towards the door, but Jason turned to him and gave him a look. “Don’t,” He said to him, “I told you I was going to talk to him. Not you, you had your chance. You gave him what he wanted. To be left alone.”

“Well, what are you going to give him?”

Jason thought of Roys advice as he turned back to the door and turned the handle, struggling with his full hands. “What he needs.”

He pushed through the door and quickly shut it once he was through, locking it with his elbow. He really should have brought one of Alfred’s trays.

Tim didn’t look at him as he walked up. He had his head bent, his long hair dangling in front of his face like vines and his eyes staring at his computer screen. He was wearing his civvies, but they looked old and worn. The room was slightly muskier, and there were scrunched up tissues under the bed. He was sitting on top of the covers and his eyes were red-rimmed.

Jason walked towards the bed and placed the blanket and the book on the floor. He made room on Tim’s bedside table and placed the cup on it. He knelt down on his knees in front of Tim’s bed and picked up his computer, moving it to the other side of the bed. He turned Tim’s hips around so he was facing him.

Tim still wouldn’t look a Jason, and that made his heart break.

“Hey, Timbo,” Jason said quietly. “Damian made you that drink you like. You know, the one with the coffee and the chocolate and the whipped cream? I’ve got that here. And a book, I thought maybe we could read something.”

Tim still didn’t answer so Jason placed his hands on his face and pushed outwards, so he moved his hair out of his face. Tim looked tired, and he kept his eyes in his lap.

“Timmy” Jason whispered and dragged him off of the bed and onto the floor with him, placing the blanket around his shoulders.

Jason gently placed a finger under Tim’s chin and lifted it so he could see his face and cup it. His eyes were bloodshot and there were tears brimming, close to tumbling out and falling down his face like raindrops in a storm. One did, and Jason raised a finger and whipped it away.

“Timbo,” Jason whispered one more time, “What do you need?”

And then suddenly, like a dam breaking the tears came flooding out and Tim collapsed into Jason’s arms. Sob after heart-wrenching sob wracked through Tim’s small frame as he clutched tightly to Jason, burying his face into his chest and crying. He was shaking, and he was mumbling into Jason, saying he was sorry, so sorry, and Jason just held him through it all.

This is what he needs. Jason thought as he listened to Tim weep, this is what I needed, but he needs it more.

Jason didn’t know how long they were sitting there for, but around dinner time Tim’s sobs started to slow until they turned to hiccups and sniffles. Jason’s top was drenched, but he didn’t mind. Tim looked at Jason with wide eyes then and whispered a small “thank you”

“Any time Timbo,” Jason said to him as he grabbed a tissue from the near empty box and dried Tim’s eyes. “It’s what you would have done for me. Now, do you want to tell me what the Joker did to you so I can find him and break him for it, or are you going to make me break every bone in his body until he tells me?”

Tim smiled a little at that, knowing someone would always be there to help him. “I’ll tell you.” He said quietly in-between hiccups. “Just, don’t do a Bruce ok?”

“I promise I will not do a Bruce.”

“Thanks,” Tim said, rubbing his eyes. And he meant it. “I needed this.”

“I know,” Jason said as he wrapped the blanket tighter around his younger brother.

“Promise you won’t leave?”

That was something Jason was not prepared for, especially not from Tim.

“Yeah, Timmy. I can promise you that,” Jason said looking into Tim’s eyes, someone who needed him for once.

“I ain’t going anywhere.”

Soooooo… thank you to the beautiful @whore4batfam for taking time out of her time off to read this for me. I really appreciate it. I hope it makes sense and it isn’t too long, but either way, it’s done!! I’m really enjoying writing these things.

Bye!

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Bose, Sony, Beats, and JBL top our list

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Bose, Sony, Beats, and JBL top our list

There is one frustrating truth about our modern, digital age: Wires are annoying. 

As more of us are trying to end cable clutter, may we suggest you go the wireless route for your headphones too? It’s an approach being taken in every aspect of consumer tech, from computer setups to home theater systems. Headphones are proving to be no different.

More and more companies are releasing headphones that don’t require any auxiliary inputs to output audio. And since many smart devices are eliminating the number of input ports they include (we’re looking at your, iPhone), this makes sense. 

But with all the wireless headphones available on the market, it can be hard figuring out which work best for you. Luckily, we’ve found some of the best earbuds and over-the-ear headphones on Amazon that deliver, regardless of your lifestyle.

Here are X of the best wireless headphones, according to what reviewers on Amazon had to say:

Best earbud-style wireless headphones

Earbuds are the headphones to look at if you’re more active. From sweat resistant design to recharging cases, earbuds have been able to pack high quality sound into a considerably smaller package. These are our picks for some of the best:

Of all the companies in the audio space, Bose has established itself as one of the best. From personal speakers to full audio systems, Bose has become synonymous with excellent sound. That quality is present in Bose headphones as well, and the Bose SoundSport Wireless earbuds are an example of the Bose quality in a small package.

The SoundSport Wireless headphones are the type of headset that can work for anyone because of their design. As standalone headphones, the SoundSports provide high quality audio that you’d expect out of a Bose product. But if you’re a runner or just like to hit the gym, the SoundSports are ideal for working out. The SoundSports are sweat-resistant and designed to stay in the ear during intense workouts.

Amazon customer Rae praised the SoundSport headphones in their review, saying:

“I have been using these headphones every day for almost 5 months now and they work just as well as the day I received them. Making the switch to the iPhone 7, I didn’t want to have to carry around the lightning to 3.5mm headphone dongle everywhere if I lost the Apple lightning headphones so I decided to make the jump and purchase some wireless headphones. I never liked the idea of the fully wireless ones (i.e. those that look like Bluetooth earpieces) so these were perfect for me.

I work a desk job that allows me to listen to music while I work so these are in my ears all day every day. They are very comfortable; I’ve used some headphones that have irritated my ears after a few hours but I’ll wear these at work and again when I’m working out. They stay in place even while running – I think is thanks to the design of the ear pieces. While at work I’ll use one side at a time and leave the other side draped over my shoulder. There are no issues with this as long as you use the provided clip that connect directly to cord. I recently broke this clip due to my own clumsiness and every once in awhile I need to adjust how it is draped so that it does not pull too tightly but it isn’t anything that isn’t manageable.

Battery life is exactly what I would expect for Bluetooth headphones. I get approximately 3-5 days use between charges. That is with me using these headphones for about 9 hours every day. I did not purchase the pair with the charging case so these charge via USB. I’ll plug them in when I get down to about 30% battery life (which the headphones conveniently tell you in-ear when you turn them on) and I’ll have a full charge in about an hour or so. They also come with a small case that is perfect to throw in your bag when you’re on the go.”

True wireless earbuds — as in the kind that don’t even have a wire connecting the ‘buds to each other — are becoming more popular within the space, and its not hard to see why. While having the link cable on the earbuds is definitely useful, it can still cause some annoyance, especially while working out. If that’s how you feel, Jabra has the set for you.

The Jabra Elite Active 65t are the ideal type of earbuds for the most active people out there. The earbuds provide quality sound and can take calls, despite the lack of any connective cord between the earbuds. The Jabra Sound+ app allows you to adjust noise filters and enable a voice assistant (like Alexa), plus the built-in accelerometer in the earbuds allows you to keep track of your workout as well.

Currently, 50% of users have given the Elite Active 65t five stars on Amazon, so the earbuds definitely deliver. Steven Bassett attests to the Jabra earbuds, saying:

“I have to give the Jabra 65t 5stars. I have no Quams doing it either. These wireless ear buds have superior sound quality and with the EQ customizing sound to your choice is a pleasure. Very easy to set up and bind via Bluetooth. Volume control and on off control are readily accessible. It takes a bit of practice to use the buttons but I found I was using the buttons in a few hours. It’s great to have everything from volume to battery level all accessible via two buttons!”

If you’re in the market for a pair of wireless earbuds but you don’t want to pay a whole lot, fear not. There are plenty of options that deliver quality at a lower price point.

The SoundPEATS 4.1 earbuds are excellent headphones for anyone shopping on a budget. They are able to deliver great sound and are able to last eight hours on a single charge, which is definitely better than most around this price. Choose from colors like the classic black or white straps, or get playful with the blue or red pair.

A volume control button allows you to quickly adjust the volume or answer phone calls, all while keeping your phone in your pocket. Included are four pairs of ultra soft ear tips and three pairs of ear fins, so you’ll have plenty of options when it comes to finding a comfortable fit. When they’re not in use, a magnet keeps the earbuds connected and will protect the strap from knotting.

Wesley Leong is among the 57% of Amazon users who gave the earbuds five stars. Read Leong’s review here:

“They are a great product and the headphones have a decent sound for the price. They are easy to pair to your device and work well. I love that they have an 8 hour battery life. The headphones have a nice volume control feature. I like being able to change the volume and pause or play on the headphones and not have to use my phone. The one thing that I wish they would add is a feature to have multiple devices paired to the headphones. It is really nice being able to use a pair of headphone with the stupid newer iPhones because they do not have a headphone jack. If you use your phone a lot like I do your battery runs out very quickly. The best option at least for me was to buy an external battery case. Unfortunately, I have gotten 3 to 4 Battery cases and I have been unsuccessful using my Apple headphones that were packaged with the phone. This means I need to bring around 2 pairs of headphones and this simplifies it so much. Thank you for these great headphones. I love that they have a magnet because I can leave it on my neck or in its pouch and I won’t lose it as easily. These headphones are very good and I would definitely recommend them.”

The Tranya earbuds are competitively priced at less than $50, but still have the deep bass and clear treble you’re looking for in a pair of wireless headphones.

The small earbuds pack in the features that you’d expect from these earplug style wireless headphones, like Bluetooth connectivity and a durable body design. These earbuds don’t try to do anything crazy or have a gimmick, and that’s definitely a good thing. 

One a full charge, you’ll get 3-4 hours of playback, though the handy carrying case is also an external charger and can help you get another four additional charges out of it. (A battery indictor will show you where you’re at.) When the headphones are removed from the case, they automatically turn on and connect to your phone. 

A sensitive antenna within the headphones mean you can use them up to 33 feet away from your smartphone, meaning you can leave your phone in your gym back without losing playback.

Some 74% of people have awarded the Tranya Sports Wireless Earbuds a five star review on Amazon. AngelaB is one such user, saying:

“Those are one of my favorite earbuds. The shape and the size is perfect, they don’t move at all while I’m running. They sit perfect and sometimes I even forget I got them on since they are so comfortable. The sound quality is very good, even when I change different locations in the building where I work. Sound is very clear and controls are intuitive and simple. The charging is very fast and the battery last for couple good hours.. I just love them !! It worth every penny!!”

Best over-the-ear wireless headphones

Maybe you want to put on some music and zone out while you travel or work. Or maybe you want to crank up the power and get lost in some heavy beats, or become completely immersed in an audiobook or podcast. Or perhaps you just want to send a clear message to the world that you’d rather be left alone, thank you very much. No matter what category you fall into, over-the-ear headphones might be perfect for you. Here are our favorites.

There are plenty of options from Bose for over-the-ear headphones that are sure to delight. If you’re looking for one of the absolute best, the QuietComforts are the ones to look at.

The QuietComfort 35 Series II headphones are one of the best headsets available from Bose currently on the market. These beauties can last up to 20 hours on a single charge, making them ideal for cross country air travel or blocking out noisy coworkers. Obviously, since its a Bose product, the sound quality is going to deliver. When paired with the Bose Connect app, the settings can be personalized, so you can decide just how much outside noise you want to let in. The app will also allow you to activate Google Assistant or Amazon Alexa so you can get notifications, news, and more sent right to your ears.

The headphones come with an included jack so you can use these on devices where Bluetooth connectivity isn’t offered or for when the charge is running low.

Some 66% of users on Amazon have given the QuietComfort five stars, so they definitely live up to the Bose brand name. Jordan T.’s review of the headphones make that clear:

“These headphones are amazing! I might have been perfectly satisfied with the first version of the QC35s, but I luckily stumbled on the second generation which includes the Google Assistant integration. I initially thought it would be a small bonus, but I totally underestimated how powerful and convenient this could be. It’s more than just a trigger for voice commands. It’s a surprisingly flawless implementation that allows Google Assistant to turn you into much more productive multi-tasker.”

Meanwhile, Mashable’s Jake Krol had this to say about the QuietComfort 35 Series II headphones by Bose:

“Overall sound is well balanced. Even with the volume at its highest (ouch!), I couldn’t detect any distortion. Music of all genres, like rock or pop, come across clear and just as the artists intended. High tones and low tones were both crisp, and the bass wasn’t too overbearing. EDM fans might not love the balance, as the bass doesn’t necessarily get a tremendous boost.”

Read the full review on Mashable here.

While Bose is definitely one of the best name brands, Beats by Dre is giving them some competition. Beats exploded in popularity when the brand first hit the market, which only grew when it was purchased by Apple. That hasn’t slowed the company down, as it still puts put some of the most popular headphones available.

The Beats Studio3 headphones have continued that trend with a quality wireless headset, thanks to some smart additions from Apple. The biggest is the W1 chip, which boosts the Studio3’s Bluetooth and battery performance. The Bluetooth improvements allow for a smoother connection, so there shouldn’t be any signal drops. 

The battery will last you about 22 hours and can be recharged in about 10 minutes, which much quicker than most other headsets. Adaptive noice cancelling technology helps quiet the outside world, while audio calibration keeps things clear.

If that’s not enough, see any of the 64% of Amazon reviews that rated the Studio3 at five stars. Jennifer Segars said this about the Studio3 headphones:

I had the solo 3 wireless previously. They would fall off my head and hurt my ears after about an hour. Not these! Love the over the ear fit! They don’t slide at the gym and fit great! I’m at the gym each time for 1.5 hours and they last a little over a week on a full charge. Not bad at all.

Sony has always been a big player in the audio game, with lots of options on the market. Tt only makes sense that Sony would have a good selection of headphones. Among those on the market, the H900N headphones are definitely one of the best.

Available in black, grey, and red, the H900N headphones are on par with the Studio3 and QuietComfort. They includes features like noise cancellation, audio upscaling, and app controls, all of which seem to be standard for high-end headphones like these. 

One major advantage that the H900N headphones have over the other headsets is the battery life. At full charge, the headphones can last up to 28 hours, which is a big jump from 20 or 22 hours.

Ryan is among the 67% of Amazon users that gave the Sony H900N five stars. Here’s what Ryan had to say in their review:

“Easily the best headphones to have ever adorned these ears. Such a nice even and detailed frequency spread. The touch controls on the right cup are excellent and responsive. The noise cancelling works as advertised. I use these to workout in a loud gym at least three times a week, and the difference between noise cancellation on and off is dramatic in the best possible way.”

Though we’d all love to have headphones that are almost $300, sometimes that high price tag just isn’t feasible. If you’re one of those people who just “cant have nice things, fear not. Sony has a set of headphones for all the penny pinchers out there.

If you’re trying to save a few dollars, the Sony MDRXB950BT headset is a great option. The headphones provide better than expected sound quality to some other headphones at that price point. They can last for some 20 hours of use on a single charge, which is on par with some headphones that cost $200 or more.

Available in red, blue, and black, the MDRXB950BT headphones have a five star rating from 62% of Amazon customers. Kristopher Clouden is one of the users, saying:

“Opened the box and actually had to read the instructions due to all the options. It sounds GLORIOUS! Set to to high sound priority (Power on while pressing vol up) and enjoy top quality BT streaming. The cups are super comfortable. The arch at the top of the head, not so much. It might just be my pointy head. Going back to the cups, lots of cushion that seal out the outside world even without active noise cancelling. I’ll update this after the initial break-in, but as far as sound quality it’s top notch without the bass boost. I save that for deep bass songs, where it really shines. Yes it sounds much better than beats Studio, Solo, and the rest of the lineup for a better price. They are HUGE, but if you haver a big ol head then you’ll be fine. The hardest decision for me was which color to get. I settled on black, since it’s universally neutral. The Red looks great in person btw. Definitely worth the pick up.”

As one of the oldest names in the audio space, JBL has some excellent options available. 

The JBL E55BT headphones are on the affordable end of JBL’s options but still deliver the performance you want. One way it does is through “multi-tasking,” which allows for the E55BT to easily switch between two devices seamlessly, depending on what you’re doing. 

This particular headset was also co-designed and endorsed by Quincy Jones, one of music’s greatest producers. (That’s why they’re the “Quincy Edition.”) This is the man who has produced albums and songs with the likes of Michael Jackson, Frank Sinatra, and Aretha Franklin, so we totally trust his judgement.

In case Quincy Jones’s name isn’t enough, there’s the 74% of reviewers on Amazon that gave the E55BT five stars. David Stewart said in his review:

“I took the risk and bought a pair. Came within a few days and they sound amazing. Charger chord is longer then most. Comes with a nice carrier bag. The headphones itself is a little smaller then usual (I have to have them fully extended for use) but in all in all- They are some durable headphones.”

We just love JBL so much, we had to include another pair on this list.

The Everest 710, much like the other high end headphones listed, deliver the high quality audio that one would expect from the price tag alone. But it’s the included features that really help these headphones stand out. The biggest is the ShareMe 2.0, which allows you to connect with friends over Bluetooth to share music with them. They also have one of the better charge times, only taking two hours to get a good charge.

If you need a little more convincing, check out the Amazon reviews. Currently, the Everest 710 has received five stars from 72% of users, so JBL definitely delivered with these headphones.

Here’s what Amazon reviewer Alison916 had to say:

“I own several JBL products & each of them are of the highest quality, built to last & are worthy of me spending my hard earned money on. All important to me when deciding on which brand I should choose. When it comes to the JBL Everest 710 wireless over-the-ear headphones they did not disappoint. They met all my basic headphone needs and more. The case provided to store them in was attractive and provided adequate protection.”

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