#my handwriting is pretty good tho right? lol

[alphashley14]

So I just reblogged a poll about how you hold your pencil and I don’t feel that words can adequately describe how I do it.

So here:

Honestly I blame my dyslexia for this. 📝

[monstrouslyobsessed]

Will you ever draw papa bull and duke together as a comparison of what they look like? I’m genuinely curious to see duke in your artstyle.

sure thing! i was already working on a drawing anyway, so any excuse to exercise a quick sketch never hurts.

—all rights reserved to @monstrouslyobsessed​, the beastfolk characters, papa bull and duke for character design sketch, with a bonus doodle of dorothy fawning over devon with her faceless spouse and child (being held by the bulls' darling in a very vague appearance) in the background with some random expression tests and two babies, devon and dorothy's still-nameless baby.

additional details/ramblings under the cut.

im not really too good with drawing furries so they probably look pretty awkward. anyway, yeah, you can tell there's a lot of resemblances between duke and papa bull. i actually copied and mirrored on purpose and just changed certain details (mainly age and fashion sense).

i tried to make papa bull to look softer, kinder, in his eyes, while it's harder to interpret with duke, other than him being a bit awkward.

they all do have hair tho! a bit more mullet-like, i suppose, but i don't think they can help that considering how their anatomy works (and i'm somewhat trying to keep true to the irl animals as well so there's not really any 'rainbow anime gravity defying' hair going on there). papa bull have a bit more hair than duke, since he had a beard whileas duke doesn't.

if you noticed that duke didn't have the nose ring, good eye! i figured it's a specific species cultural factor, that the head of the family has it (regardless of the gender).

they're actually supposed to be darker, closer to black, but i also wanted to show the wrinkles and other finer details in their looks thus the brown. i...think i might like them better that way, but eh.

as for dorothy, she adore kids regardless of who or what they are. she's always happy to see the little devon and fawn on them lol i kind of tried to keep her to look like a (summery) farm girl, with a lot of body confidence in herself, but it's pretty sketchy so i don't think thats obvious. she's a big, happy gal though.

yes, i just wanna doodle her lol

if you're having troubles reading the text because my handwriting is crappy, i gotchu

"hoovedfolk babies are so heavy..." "i can hold them?" --Dorothy, who traded babies for a minute --Devon, in dino onesie

thats about it for my nonsense, hope my doodles are passable?

[castle-dominion]

4x23 always

Liveblog

ooh <3 always, great title!

I can't believe it has been a whole season since the shot! Good recap sequence!

Ok lmao both my father & I have fallen down mountains before. You cannot catch yourself like that, & if you do then you are probably able to swing yourself to the side to land on that balcony there. Like you can see, she pulls herself to get a better grip there!

But once one arm falls, you need to pull it back up & grab a different (non-sweaty) part of the ledge. & while yes your fingers are strong, you would do better to Bring Up Your Other Hand

Ok def sounded like castle not "man" as the captions said, then it sounded like "someone" pretending to be castle, then it sounded somewhat like castle again. (first "beckett" might have been SD told to speak like castle, could have been a different person told so. Then it was def not castle, then it was someone pretending to be castle & then the "hang on" was castle again.)

Still tho, I don't much like the unrealistic hanging scene. Actually no I really did like it & I can find reasonable excuses for the stuff I find unreasonable. It's cool.

3 days earlier

no caps. I love it.

Alexis <3 <3 <3

oh lmao she is valedictorian. I sometimes relate castle & alexis to me & my mom, but in this situation mum is alexis (smart val) & I'm castle (barely passed).

or TWILIGHT! *blinks*

RC: You know, the most worthwhile things in life are often the most difficult. For example…

*phone rings from beckett*

RC: Wow, that really is a smart phone.

btw love the golden light

KB, with a bomb cute jacket: you're probably the guy who had nothing on but boxers underneath his gown.

Me: *ran away from my graduation & climbed my way on top of a giant dumpster/storage pod*

RC: That is so insulting. If you must know, I was naked underneath.

THEY ARE GOING ON A DATE A DATE A DATE

KB: You coming, Castle?

SDFHSKJDHF I LOVE IT

Hm, two shots...

Love a shoe thing

Ooh lockpicks. Nice. I finally picked one of my locks the other day. I was using my rake tho, not my feeling peg so I would not be easily able to recreate it. I want one of those clear locks that you can see through.

Cazadores, love it when they tap the r.

Ryan is not super pretty rn

lmao poor guy down on his luck broke af, goes into the military? Sounds about right. Screw the military, this poor kid.

Captions were missing the accent on the N

Marisol? parasol? paraplui? paranormal? paralysis? analysis? synthesis? Synthwave? Literally my little brother & I went down a thought path like this. we both have adhd btw. I can't remember what thoughts came after that but we got all the way to fruit-by-the-foot.

How old is she?

I believe her.

F yeah girl. They keep blaming him & you just want to get the one who killed him.

They are so wrecking the crime scene lol.

Love how he smells the gun to see if it was fired recently ugh so good.

MONTGOMERY'S HOUSE???

Love how beckett & espt know his address but ryan looks shocked & castle (who was friends, or at least acquainted with montgomery before the show) did not know.

That was ryan not esposito who said that. This time I could tell.

Doesn't he have three kids? These pics are so weird. Roy, his wife, an older daughter, some boy... oh maybe it is a boyfriend. The baby boy would be what like 5 by now?

Girl I hope it is Not Loaded. In canada you need to have your gun locked up, though on the farm we would only lock up the bullets not the gun.

Love her.

So he knew when they were out of the house.

Btw I love espt's scar on his forehead & beckett's mole on her cheek, both give a little bit of Character to them.

Well obv this is going to be a plot heavy episode, but now is about the time I'd say it has to do with beckett not just roy & his files.

It has been like a year, or almost a year, why would you still have his old work files? nvm a year is a really short period of time

Her handwriting right now...

also I like her turtleneck.

I mean it COULD be a coincidence & it could be just for their own personal gain like maybe some rando roy put in jail & it is not actually related to johanna (in fact it makes things harder for The Big Bad Guy bc now Rando has the files)

Castle is still here, he did not leave after all <3.

She is stirring her coffee so smoothly.

KB: Say something reassuring.

RC: There are thousands of break-ins in New York City every year.

He's right: "Montgomery worked hundreds of cases. Just because this guy was after files doesn't mean he was after your mom's case."

Castle now might be the time to tell her

Green intro. Remind me to take a pic of that

Martha <3

Ooh transition! Murderboard to murderboard!

Yeah no she looks tired af.

Holding hands & they are not quite together yet but aaaah

Esposito looks nice & ryan looks incredible. Must pic this.

They blamed gangs for johanna's murder too

A MONTH after mongt was killed!?

That door really WENT. they BLEW IT UP.

Finally! They are wearing helmets!

Esposito *gets file* *face goes*

Ryan *what???? what is it?* *takes file* *face also goes*

RC: Well at least that's something. What was the crime scene?

JE: It was a shooting.

Me: ...!

their faces upon telling her, you can see how much they love her

Ryan's hands dangling there like that.

You can see ryan feeling conflicted abt this.

RC: Maybe you should be off this case.

Me: So true bestie

He brings out the first name. He loves her so much & wants her to be safe. In fact, castle has confided in him, like that time he asked ryan to keep an eye out for stuff related to johanna's murder but didn't tell becks nor espt.

(that was a weird way of pronouncing "why")

Esposito is right tho in the sense that nothing will stop her. (Except maybe castle telling her that someone forced him into a deal for her life.)

(also ryan's hair & the way he avoids eye contact)

I think I remember seeing something in the s5 bloopers but this is s4... hmm weird. I'll clip it for u tho.

No the heck you do not hold all the cards...

Who is "they"?

tbh smith is kind of unhelpful with that. I mean the rest of it was good but... idk man.

also like, they just killed another person. a thief. How many more people are they going to kill if they don't get taken down? Beckett would SO be willing to put her life in (temporary) danger to take down this ring that not only wants to kill her but also other ppl sometimes. Is her one life worth more than the lives of so many others who die because of this? They are turning a blind eye on so many things to let her live...

Interesting lighting. like the scene with alexis.

Girl he is more afraid of Them than of you.

Oh or not or he's telling her stuff

"make him whole" interesting words

Same "they"?

He KNEW he would come back to the gang & he accepted that price? Even tho he literally said he just wanted the loan? & the wife said he would not get into that?

Vincente Delgado, being poetic: Caught a glimpse before the night swallowed him whole.

KB: Yeah, but how did they know [he was desperate for money]? How do they know his background?

Me: bc they can tap into police files?

JE: Because they knew him from the military. He was hired by somebody he knew.

Me: or that

RC, trying to keep everyone safe: But whoever's gotten close to that secret is dead. I think it's clear we're in over our heads here.

JE: Speak for yourself, bro.

of course she is. If you get a mysterious $10k & don't question it & then your husband ends up dead you too would run.

Oh no the poor son!

WHAT is going ON with the lighting?

Also this room needs to be brighter than the observation room.

GIRL NO. WE ALREADY HAVE ENOUGH NATIVE KIDS IN THE FOSTER SYSTEM

Captions come on, I want to read what she said! I'm hard of hearing but I am NOT monolingual! If hearing people can understand the spanish, I WANT TO SEE THE SPANISH.

Someone military.

Getting files from the dead cop's house.

Montgomery would DEF have duplicate files hidden somewhere of the important files at least.

I love a good church. We have a native church where I live & it serves as the base church for other ethnic churches. The huge & popular italian church got its start here, the eritrean church is still in here just getting started... Plenty of good programs. It is a great church. It is one of the few churches I feel comfy going to, as a queer fnmi christowitch.

They just happen to sit near the back of the church?

& he just happens to show his face?

You can just go through the files manually.

What does cid stand for btw?

KR: How are we supposed to investigate if we can’t investigate?

My little bro while I had it paused: "I work in homicide." 'YOU KILL PEOPLE?'

Nice zoom there, love it, going into her window murderboard.

Wow a lot of shots from the past there, love it.

Oh & now we see castle doing castle investigation at home!

& we also see esposito doing investigation at night in the precinct, which kind of sucks for him, he hasn't gone home yet. (Also they haven't made his apartment set yet lol)

What is that, a pair of pliars? A razorblade?

& we don't get to see ryan investigating?

Wow he shows up at her house & esposito called her & he was ABLE TO FIGURE OUT THAT IT WAS A KEYCHAIN?

But at least it's a haystack.

He's going to tell her!

& he is not talking about mental health.

Ok so now Tell Her!

RC: Before Montgomery went into that hangar, he sent a package to someone, someone…he trusted. It contained information damaging to the person behind all this. Montgomery was trying to protect you. But the package didn’t arrive until after you’d been shot. Montgomery’s friend…struck a deal with them. If they left you alone, the package and the information inside would never see the light of day. But they made one condition—you had to back off. And that’s the reason you’re alive, Kate, because you stopped.

He's crying he loves her he really does.

Ok chill! Also he was not the one striking the deal! He was a pawn!

Yeah I thought he was behind the murder too but he could not have been bc why would he SAVE kate? maybe he is NOT saving her but he is preventing her from looking into it.

Yeah bro now is not the time to bring it up

(but I always love a "because I love you" & it is always SO good)

RC: How are you s—? Because of everything we’ve been through together! Four years I’ve been right here. Four years just waiting for you to just open your eyes, and see that I’m right here…and that I’m more than a partner. Every morning, I—I bring you a cup of coffee just so I could see a smile on your face, ((AAA <3 <3 <3)) because I think you are the most…remarkable…maddening…challenging…frustrating person I have ever met. And I love you, Kate, and if…that means anything to you, if you care about me at all, just don’t do this.

KATE NO HE WAS NOT THE ONE WHO CUT THE DEAL LIKE YOU WERE A CHILD. MONTGOMERY DID BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU LIKE HE IS YOUR FATHER. AAAAAAAGH

Actually yk what? He should have told her ages ago that someone struck a deal & she would have to back off. Except she would not have listened, just like this conversation now.

KB: Let them come. They sent Coonan, and he is dead. They sent Lockwood, and he is dead. And I am still here, Castle! And I am ready!

Ugh I had to stop my watch (which was the plan in the first place anyway) but I had the opportunity to try on my computer, I wanted to finish watching the ep & maybe post some photos that I could more easily get, but the issue is the library DVDs we have are blue ray. My computer won't play them. So yeah that's fun. I ended up doing some recording for the audiobook which I have not worked on in over a year. (About since I've been on T.)

Ok good morning I have work at 16.00 (so I need to leave before 14.45) & it is only 10 right now so I have plenty of time. But ofc I am working until midnight so that sucks pine sap. Tho I will be let off 15 minutes early so I can get home w/o breaking the law.

sdfjkfdhdsjkhhdffdkash aaaaaaah hdskjhfdska;euvn

& alexis is graduating... I cannot believe it is 2012. I mean half of 09 (s1 was short), all of 10, all of 11, & "all" of 12 (tho it has kind of only been 6m of 2012 bc she is graduating now in june)

I put my graduation tassle on my bike helmet. I rode my back to school during the warm months & I had an extra year of high school after graduating so I got to bike to school boasting that I graduated.

AC: I have watched or read every graduation address ever written and compiled all the best advice into one speech,

Me: Good idea, you overachiever

AC: and then I read it out loud. And guess what I sounded like? A pompous ass.

Me: Yeah

AC: I’m eighteen years old. What the hell do I know?

Me: You are correct, you are missing a lot more life experience than you will end up with, but you have a lot of experience now & your current speech will be relevant to the people who are here in this situation.

That's one of the reasons I stayed in high school for an extra year, I did not feel ready. I mean I also was not ready in the sense that I needed to upgrade courses but other than that I also did not feel ready on a psychological level. As an adhder my brain develops more slowly so at 18 I had the executive functions of like a 12 year old. That last year was great. I was legally an adult, I had mstured since g10, I knew the people & teachers, I was willing to accept help but I had also grown more independent, & I had gained the respect of people/staff. I was not some baby googoo gagaa, they were not robot overlords, we were people. Equals as people, though they had authority over me.

Oof fidgeting with the ring hhh

The lighting again.

They don't know what happened last night to get castle off the team & they are thinking "he would NEVER abandon beckett like that" so they know smth bad happened.

Cole Maddox.

But they looked him up so don't They know they're coming for him now?

I like how ryan is watching beckett this entire time through here, he is not looking at the driver's license he is watching beckett

Also since the tiger don't they need to tell ppl where they are going?

(also ryan's sweater is great)

Becks used to be the goody two shoes & now ryan is arguing her to go the pro way

The ether?

Wow it has been 13 years!?

First names

IDK IF YOU DO GOT THIS

"or the entire graduation" I mean like it is fine lmao

WHO from the 12th?

RYANNNN

beckett SAID he was off the team but ryan didn't believe her, he knew castle would help, like that time beckett got montgomery to kick him out & then monty still got castle back to pick her up & take her away from the hangar.

But now ryan probably thinks castle truly is NOT on the team anymore

Y'all at least wearing vests?

"get out of the way" lmao

Girl grab it & go OR un-ass the place

Oof those sexy Xs on the place

I thought they said this place was clear

Wow that was way too easy. he just Took Down both of them.

So he comes in from the front door I think. Maybe the door to the kitchen actually bc becks falls in the living room it looks like. He grabs her & smacks her against the wall, then she falls the other direction & drops her gun, which slides over to where the doorman is lying too; then esposito comes up trying to attack the guy near the door again, arms out probably trying to take a gun or maybe maddox is the one who had the gun, Madx twisted espt to the side, then looks like he maybe kneed him in the gut & threw him down to the floor too. esposito is left reeling, doesn't look unconscious.

My little bro: Savais! ("know" in french) Javier!

back to the fight scene: becks then pushes herself on the floor to grab her gun. Madx is already running away. She gets up & runs after him, then he is already running up the stairs when she shoots at him.

You can tell they had multiple sets to film this here bc suddenly they are on a roof. Lighting is fun. I'd like to hear this episode commentary by the lighting one. (Sorry, I don't watch the credits most of the time.) Well, it is also plot heavy so I'd like to hear the writer & director but shush, I want Every episode with commentary, & I want some of my fave episodes commented on by several groups. I want to hear the actors, I want to hear the writer producer & director, I want to hear the DP & lighting one & the set designer & costume designer...

Also her gun. When did she cock it & turn the safety off? I would not feel confident running like that with a loaded cocked gun like that.

She could stop for a second & shoot him... I'm sure she could make the shot.

Oh wait she does.

Look up. He probably climbed it & is going to jump you from the top.

& he probably does climb it bc he managed to get behind u.

Why does he pick her up like that? If I were him I'd use my Cool Military Training to karate chop her shoulder & knock her out.

Ooh now that was a great scene, he flips her over his shoulder & she rolls & we see it from a bird's-eye angle of destiny long shot thing? So good.

There we go he finally kicks the gun away from her, but why kick with your foot? Kicks are not useful so high, they should always be low. Chi geuk or whatever.

She is really wailing on him & he is just Fine.

Kick him in the balls hun.

lol I slowed down the video & that kick was... well. Again, don't kick the face, kick the nuts. I cannot tell if he dodges it or if he gets kicked & doesn't flinch.

Also what happened there? She goes to attack him but the camera pans down & his hand is just kind of Out & she falls?

Solar plexus? Winded her?

XD the way he just picks her up

For a sec I thought they were going to kiss

Grab her gun & shoot her? Bro come on.

The people on the street was a good choice in filming this.

(why is he just waiting there?)

(I said that out loud & lil bro said "because he's Powafull!!")

btw where is eposito? Was he knocked out there? He didn't seem unconscious. If Becks got up & came out here, surely espt (even if he was unconscious for a few seconds) could be coming up to help... UNLESS MADDOX HAS ACCOMPLICES THAT ARE KIDNAPPING OR KILLING ESPOSITO RIGHT NOW AS WE SPEAK

KB: Just tell me who’s behind this.

As if there is One person, which doubtless there is not

CM: You’re wasting your time, Detective. You have no idea what you’re up against.

KB, hot af: Neither do you.

*tries a sort of double takedown which really just fails*

& now is the start of the episode. Why doesn't he kill her tho? Long live the king mufasa style?

Oh I see. She DOES catch herself for a moment on the big ledge, making her slow enough in falling to catch herself a second time.

Like you can see she readjusts her hand! She should start side-bar-ing to the balcony to her right.

Your fingers are surprisingly strong. She is doing all this flailing & readjusting & gripping that she should totally inch her way to the right

Ooh the music

Ooh a pushzoom

Maybe growing up with parents who rock climb made me too smart.

Losing one hand might make you swing which can be dangerous but girl Bring Your Hand Back Up. Hold on with TWO hands. Unless catching absolutely ruined your tendons so you can hold on as long as it is up there but as soon as your arm fell you can't pick it up again.

She is yelling for castle not esposito who is Actually There

I already went over the voices, but this time I went over them with my little bro. Whose voice did they use when? Was it Dever trying to sound like castle?

The wedding ring!

Also y'all, if someone is falling, you do NOT have the weight to keep them up. You need to anchor yourself.

See the only reason ryan did not also fall was bc ppl were holding HIM.

Again good music

(also upon slowing it down you can see the uh.. consistency in grabbing someone falling. Have you ever done that bar trick where you get someone to catch a bill? They cannot do it. In fact, we did a similar thing in biology class. They cut & zoom in a little bit. They make ryan's sleeve into beckett's sleeve somehow.)

Castle is not here babe. It sounded like castle bc you were on the brink of death.

& gates there. She looks mad, not concerned that becks almost fell off a building

At least someone else's hand comes in there too to help her up.

& NOW beckett reaches up her other hand.

See? they have ryan & the other one down low holding up beckett & then there are also (at least) two others who are holding THEM up.

The thing is, ryan would probably be too low to pull her up, he was just holding her up. The other one helped by taking off some of the weight & pulling so that ryan could reposition himself & use his weight to pull her up.

You can see tho that she stops *there* once her elbows are on the ledge. It is hard to lift someone up. They would need to lift her up enough that she can do a pullup & get her elbows on the ledge. Then they probably grip her shoulders/upper arms to help her up while she pushes up with her arms & gets friction with her feet. Then she would roll onto the ground. & THEN she would stand up & they would be face-to-face. I would honestly like to try out smth like this (in a safe environment) to see how it works for myself rather than my logic limited experience. I want more exp.

Ryannnnnn!

(again with the lighting)

I mean yeah communication is important babes. I'm surprised she doesn't fire them.

Also esposito looks so saddddd.

VG: Don’t you “sir” me!

XD idk why I find that so funny

they don't even wear uniforms tho lol.

Girl don't resign. Don't do this you're emotional.

btw esposito in the t-shirt is great.

She looked at the badge so fondly there before resigning.

Ooooof alexis' speech over this ending? immaculate.

Wow I really feel that.

oof she looks back at the chair castle sits in hhhh

(btw they took esposito's gun but not the extra magazines he has on his belt.)

*Esposito walks angrily past Ryan and grabs his coat.*

KR, sitting on his desk after watching beckett leave & now watching esposito get going too: Javi… I had to.

*Esposito leaves without looking at Ryan.*

(& then beckett takes the elevator but not esposito??)

*Ryan throws a book across the bullpen.*

(which like...??? we often see emotion here but he yote a book. What did it hit? Where did it go?)

Ugh the rain & Her SwingsSet! I looove the swingset location in this show. I read a fic after this scene recently & it was p good. ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/3122723 )

What song is this btw?

Self is a construct. You are a person made of all the people you surround yourself with. When mum & I make the exact same noise of sympathy at the exact same time, you know she raised me. When I adopt a new word into my vocabulary from a character on a show. When I make my tea the way a past friend taught me. When my brother gets a new fidget or display of physicality...

She ends it with always instead of putting the always first shfaskjdfhsdjkfhsjhf this episode aaaaaaahhh

"in our hearts that will be with us,, always."

See? Adults are meant to play too. xbox is not just for preteen to teenaged boys.

Eeeee he puts the tassle On His Lamp!!

Don't delete it don't delete it don't delete it at least send it to her before deleting it or smth hsdjhskjdh

(at least he still has the recycling bin lol)

Knocking on the door, it has been like one minute since she called. She was probably calling to say "tell your doorman to let me in"

(fun fact, according to that set design bonus feature in new york, caskett live a 5-10min walk from one another.)

YOU

FINALLY THEY ARE KISSING WHY DID IT TAKE FOUR WHOLE SEASONS.

Sorry for what?

YOU DIDN'T CARE?

yes YES this is GREAT

& the MUSIC

& the lightning+thunder & the closing the door

& HER SCAR (but no surgery stars from when they cut her open to fix her heart lol)

Oohhhhhh it is not the end!!

Wow man looks way younger

NOOO MADDOX IS HERE IN SMITH'S PLACE AAAAH ON NO

Why is there an obsession over kate beckett? She is surely not the only enemy of Them.

& that's the end of the season!

Ok I started at 10, it is quarter to noon, it took me two hours to watch like 15 minutes of show. Holy moly.

I need to get all the clips & bonus features I want & then I'm good to send this back to the library.

[puzzled-pegasus]

arrghh school here's my story abt adhd at school

First of all in 2nd grade I had a teacher named mrs wise who was. Not wise. In fact she was really dumb and also kind of an alcoholic but Anyways. She kind of hated me and didn't know what to do with me so she talked to my mom and my mom was like "here's what works" and then mrs wise proceeded to do completely Not That and I also got in trouble in her class a lot lol. My mom still rants about how ignorant she was.

the rest of elementary school was pretty good. Teachers either loved me or hated me, no in between. Forgot stuff all the time and my desk (you remember the ones with the pockets underneath where you put your notebooks?) was a nightmare always with 9603 different desecrated papers shoved inside. Got scolded for my handwriting bc it was horrible and still is. Was physically unable to write how my 3rd grade English teacher deemed "legibly." Was excellent at spelling tho and still am

Up until i was like 14 I was constantly reprimanded for not making the right facial expression when I was yelled at??? My parents did that too they called it my dead cow face lol. I remember one time a 4th or 5th grade math teacher was scolding me and I laughed nervously and she got mad.

The entirety of elementary school I remember being called annoying by other kids.

Also i stimmed really bad in elementary school and constantly chewed on pencils and played with glue and doodled on my papers and had an awful time focusing. Nothing was done about this except being told to stop chewing pencils bc it's not good for your teeth (which, fair, but give me something else to do then??)

Early on, my parents actually acted like it was a good thing that I was "smart." Now I hate when they call me smart because they usually only say that in an argument to make the point that I should be better.

Not a single complaint abt sixth grade except that I was forced to do band and I completely hated the teacher. Also I vocally stimmed a lot without realizing it which annoyed people and it hurt my feelings when they told me to shut up lol

Also got my diagnosis that year woo

7th grade is when I start to not be smart anymore

Deadlines. Fucking. Sucked. They were strict which I get but wow it really did a number on my grade. Parents disappointed.

more work

social studies teacher didn't believe in 504

math teacher was nice. She liked the doodles I did on my worksheets and one time she wrote "beautiful!" In pen with an arrow pointing to a little pegasus I had drawn in the margins :)

English teacher was awesome af love her

COVID

What even was 8th grade

Moved schools in the middle of high school which I kind of resent my parents for because I was then unable to make any sort of meaningful friends

really want to rant abt adhd ableism can anyone give me a related subtopic so I can go "dont even get me started!"

[lemonlumens]

fantasy high gorgug and riz sketches! was gonna draw all the bad kids but my brain said no in it’s sleep deprived state

[mm2305]

Midnight cravings

Pairing : Ethan Ramsey x Olivia Valentine || Rating/Warnings : general / none just one swear word || Words : around 600 || Summary : Olivia has a pregnancy craving for ice cream at 3 am.

A/N : Hello hello! I'm still alive lol! This is just a little drabble I wrote in the middle of the night. Not edited. Enjoy!

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Somebody would think that having a morality crisis at 3 in the night, would entail a pretty good reason. In this case it was a pretty solid one. In Olivia's opinion, at least. A pregnant woman well into her second trimester, having a craving in the middle of the night, is pretty normal right? At least that's what she was telling herself while sneaking to the kitchen, her hair looking like a bird's best and wearing her husband's old college hoodie and shorts. She opened the freezer looking around for her chocolate ice cream that should be there seeing as her cravings were still raging. "Oh Ethan you're a dead man if there's none of it in this fridge.", she whispered to herself sighing.

"Now you don't mean that, do you love?"

Olivia was startled at the sudden intrusion and turned to look at him with a glare that would scare the hell out of anyone other than Ethan. Over the years he'd gotten used to them, although this one made him take a step back. Enraging his very pregnant wife was not a good decision. She continued glaring at him, neither of them making a move.

"Try me, Beyonce."

That made him burst out laughing before he realized his mistake. Olivia slowly walked up to him her gaze never leaving his, perfectly calm yet her eyes were blazing.

"I can't find my ice cream Ethan, even though you assured me you got some yesterday. If that was a lie, let me tell you that we are not amused, darling. So. You either go and get me and our daughter some ice cream or you can go sleep on the couch. Not the guest room. The. couch. I'll be upstairs." She turned around and up the stairs without another word.

Sighing, he went to the front door closet and wore his shoes and jacket. Taking some cash and his keys, he went to his car in search of his beloved wife's ice cream.

****

A little over an hour later, Ethan came back holding a bag containing not one, but three pints of ice cream. Having to go to the other side of the city to find the particular brand she liked, exhausted his already sleepy self and he was more than ready to go back to bed. He took off his trainers already half asleep and went upstairs in their bedroom, expecting to find Olivia wide awake scrolling on her phone.

The sight in front of him made him silently groan. Olivia was asleep, an empty container of the ice cream she couldn't find before, placed on his nightstand. Dragging his feet across the floor he saw a note next to it, in Liv's handwritting.

"Babe I'm so sorry, I just forgot to check the mini fridge earlier. You are the absolute best tho. Love ya <3"

"This woman will be the end of me" , he mumbled under his breath as he put down the note and went over to the mini fridge they had in their room to place the ice cream.

Throwing his jacket on the floor, not really caring about it at that moment, he slipped under the covers and pulled his wife's sleeping form closer. Placing a kiss on the side of her neck as she unconsciously melted into him, he allowed his eyelids to close and drifted off to sleep.

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[kagsluvr]

hq boys as things my exes/past flings did lol

a/n: lol these were all pretty toxic relationships/flings but i’m romanticizing the good and sweet things i remember them doing but inserting the hq boys instead to make me feel better lmaooooo. also these were barely proofread bc im lazy soz , hope u enjoy <3

part two here

- bokuto kotarou will buy your favorite candies every time he goes to the supermarket or convenience store. it just happens so naturally, always making sure to grab a pack of whatever you love right before checking out. he has his “creative” ways of gifting them to you too, despite it being such a simple gesture. he stuffed it in the pocket of his hoodie that you had asked to borrow for the day. you later found out that he left your fav candy in the pocket, along with a note “hehe love you, have a great day <3”

- oikawa tooru will always have a pack of gum on him and will chew at least three sticks a day. you don’t mind it all as you look forward to inhaling his minty breath. but when he’s with you, about to pop in his second stick of the day, just after eating his lunch, he will bite one end of the stick and will make you bite the other end. pulling away from each other so that the piece of gum splits into two. he softly chuckles every time you two meet each other’s face closely, sharing the stick with you.

- akaashi keiji will never miss the opportunity to touch your hands. whether it’s a quick brush against your knuckles or a tight squeeze while watching a scary movie. he always seeks the comforting touch of your hands. even though your hands sometimes get clammy due to anxiety, or even if your hands are rough and dry from the cold weather, he would completely disregard that, only wanting to feel safe with your touch.

- tendou satori will constantly send you the most rare, cursed memes. at least five times a day. when you’re in class, when you’re at your after school club meetings, or when you’re fast asleep at 4 in the morning. even when you guys are right next to each other. he’ll be on fuckin reddit or discord and will find the funniest memes ever and send them straight to you. he never sends the same ones either. everyday, he has a fresh batch ready to send you throughout the day. you appreciate it tho, since you guys share the same crack humor lol, it's perfect.

- kuroo tetsuro always wants kisses. as many he can steal from you in a day. but his favorite way of meeting your soft lips is when you ask him for chapstick. you tend to almost always lose or forget your chapstick at home, while kuroo is responsible over his belongings, including his small tubes of mango or peppermint lip balm. you ask him for some but he clowns you for being so forgetful and instead applies a bunch on his lips then kisses you so the product smears all over yours.

- miya atsumu writes you little love letters every month. with his shitty but adorable handwriting, you struggle to make out some of the words. but you safely keep every single one, stashed in an old crafting box. reading them every now and then. his words are genuine and full of love. despite his grammar and spelling errors, you know he means well, and you appreciate it greatly. you especially love the joyous expression he has on his face as he hands them to you.

- hinata shoyo loves nothing more than seeing your beautiful face. anticipates receiving selfies of you randomly throughout the day. he could be feeling sad from not having scored any points from his practice match that day, but as soon as he opens his snaps sent to him of you, trying out the different snapchat filters, his mood instantly brightens up. he screenshots every single one of them too. the notification “shoyo screenshotted your snap x10” leaves you a blushing mess.

- kenma kozume allows you to play video games with him, which is notable considering he rarely lets anyone he knows irl to play with him. you were eager to spend more time with your boyfriend, urging him to teach you how to play. he instantly assumed you were a beginner to almost all the games he played, so he prepared himself for the amount of patience he was going to need. but to his surprise, you quickly got the hang of the things and were able to kill more enemies than he did. this eventually became a contest every night, seeing who could eliminate more opponents.

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[lovingkaede]

Anon said: “Hii! I don’t know if you have a limit of characters but can you do Shuichi, Hajime, Fuyuhiko, Nagito, Kazuichi and Kokichi confessing? If you can’t do to all of them is totally ok! :)”

Hi, anon! I made Headcanons of Hajime and Shuichi already :’) But I can do it one more time for you!!!<3

Shuichi Saihara

He’s soooo shy

He feels himself comfortable around you but also uncomfortable because you’re so attractive wtf

Also he loves your personality 11037% because you’re such an angel and never judge him

Him opening up is kind of hard, he’d get help 100%

Kaito, the best bro, helping him

Not totally making a script

Kaito and Shuichi prepare the environment. The atmosphere is just like how he wanted it to be!!

The only problem,, he’s being hesitant now

Seriously, Shuichi, NOW? Out of ALL THE TIMES?

“Come on! I already sent them the letter. No running away now!” Kaito yells

HE DID WHAT? Shuichi didn’t know about this

Okay, he’s right. He CAN’T leave now for the god’s sake

And you arrive

And you see Shuichi

You’re immediately like, “Shuichi? Was it you? This isn’t your handwriting-”

“Y/n,, I need... To tell you something.”

HE WANTS TO CRY SO BAD. WHY IS HE GETTING WEIRD STARES FROM YOU?!

“What is it?” You ask patiently- you can tell what is it by the environment tho-

“Well, I, um, the truth is...” He finally looks up, being hesitant, eyes not meeting you for few second, “I’ve been taking a liking with you for a while now, and...”

Kaito is like: Bro, stop being so lame

JUST WHAT DO YOU EXPECT HIM TO SAY, KAITO???

And before he finishes, you just walk to him and straight up pull him into a hug

HIS HEART-

“Shuichiii... I like you, too,” Is all you say

HE’S NOT CRYING, HE’S NOT CRYING, HE’S NOT CRYING-

He is

Guess who’s official now

Hajime Hinata

He’s been thinking if he should confess his feelings for you for a while now

And he’s been avoiding you for a while because of that,,

You’re worried if you did something wrong

So you decide to call him

He picks it up after 0,000003 seconds

Ha! Can’t resist. He’s been missing hearing your voice

“Hajime?”

“Y/n?”

Long silence.

“Uhmmmm,, are you okay?” You ask weirdly

“Uhhh, sure! I’m okay.”

Another long pause

“Come on, you don’t have to lie, at least not through phone,,” You say, you sound kind of sad to him (yOU OBVIOUSLY ARE WTF HAJIME

“I’m...,” He stutters, feeling his cheeks heaten up

This only happened when he saw you. Hearing your voice also does that to him??

“It’s okay, Hajime. But could you at least tell me the reason you’re avoiding me?” You patiently ask. You don’t want him to hang up without telling you

“I’ve been avoiding?? You??” He says, but you don’t buy it. You just wait for his reply

“...I’m a bad actor, huh...?” He sighs, “Well... Y/n, I’ll be honest with you.”

This is what you wanted to hear from the start.

“I,, you didn’t do anything wrong, you’re only being nice to me! There’s no way I’d avoid you on purpose,, I, I just... Uh, I like you, Y/n,” Words slip out of his mouth, “And I don’t want that to ruin our friendship, so I was trying to keep it to myself... Ever since then.”

He hears some weird noises from your side.

“Uhhh, Y/n? Are you there?”

“Yeah, I’m running.”

You. WHAT?

“What?”

“I’m running to your house.” Bold Y/n Bold

“Why would you do that?”

“Because feelings mutual, dummy,” You hang up, only to leave him staring at his phone blankly

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

Omg he’d be the most romantic one!!

He’d put so much thought and emotion into it when preparing around

He’d even try to prepare the food- Peko helping him 100%

He’s just sooo excited

You didn’t expect the Baby Gangsta to suddenly call you to come over

He sends you the adress

You’re suspicious?? You don’t know that place??

Is he going to kill you??

Of course not!! He wouldn’t do anything like that........ To you, at least.

Anyways, after half of an hour, you arrive at the place. It’s a beach

It’s dark, you don’t see a thing-

“Fuyuhiko... Where’re you?” You ask nervously, looking around to see him

You don’t look where you step and and almost fall down

“Gotcha,”

Omg- it’s him

“Y/n, are you okay?”

That’s so cuteeee

You just nod as he takes you to the place

Wow. The boy made a whole romantic dinner scene at the beach. Just for you

You rub your eyes.

IS THIS REAL??

“Hey... Don’t just stare, sit.”

You do as he says and look around you. You’re so surprised

“Don’t tell me you don’t like it,” He says, sounding offended

“Oh, noo, I like it. I like it so much, actually,”

HE’S SO SMUG

“Hehe, knew it.”

“Did you make it all yourself?”

“No... Peko helped me a lot.”

You two don’t talk for a long while... And just then, you both call your names at the same time-

Aww

“Ah, you go first,” You say, because you’re faster than him

“I, okay, well, I guess you kind of expect why I organized this all, right...?” He asks, even he is unsure.

You blink as you feel your cheeks getting hot

“Well, it’s because,, I wanted to surprise you, and make you happy, I think I did a pretty good job, right?” He says jokingly, but you can see how nervous he is with this whole thing “And... This isn’t all. I wanted to... Tell you something. You’re someone... Really important to me, you know? And I keep wanting to spend more time with you,, that sounds so lame, doesn’t it?” He laughs as he looks at your face, “Well, it’s true. I like you, I like you a lot,”

HE’S THE SWEETEST. I-

Before he says more, you give him a kiss

It’s a soft, yet passionate kiss

When you break the kiss, he hides his face, clearly blushing, “Idiot... Don’t do something so sudden.”

Do it again.

Nagito Komaeda

Oh noooo

His inferiority complex: Let’s us introduce ourselves

He wants to, but he CAN’T.

Why would you even want to be something more than friends when he’s just trash???

Why would you even want to be close to him. As a friend or less

You have no reason to be

He can’t catch feelings, he can’t catch feelings

But he can’t help but fall for you, you’re just so nice... That you’re all he wants

He’s so sad he doesn’t have a chance with you

“Nagitooo!” You call for him as you run towards him

He forgets about those thoughts and looks at you as you cross the street to meet him

“Wow, you didn’t need to tire yourself just to meet trash like me, you know, Y/n?”

“If you call yourself that one more time, I’ll start throwing hands,” You say threatening, but in a cute way (In his eyes at least)

“Calm down... I was just joking, hahaha,”

He doesn’t get it

You’re always following him around and stuff... Don’t you ever get bored of him?

He thinks he’s nothing special...

“Y/n, don’t you have anything more important to do?”

“Other than you? Nope!”

NOT TOTALLY BLUSHING. STOP BLUSHING

“I, hahaha, to think that I’m actually important, you sure have a kind soul, Y/n!” He says with a soft smile, “I’m so amazed by your words, you never fail to make me feel actually good about myself. I feel so happy that I could fall for you.”

He speaks like that again,, you never know if he means that or he doesn’t.

Nagito is like being friendly or flirty with you at the same time- You can never read him

Well, his words always make you blush... Since you took a liking of him for couple of months now;;

“Ah, you’re silent. Did my words make you uncomfortable? I’m sorry I won’t do-”

“No, no, it’s fine...” You cut him off.

“Oh, okay then... I guess you don’t really mind stuff like that. Actually... Talking about my feelings makes me feel a lot better, but at the same time I feel like my heart will explode, you know?”

You just stare at him before nodding. “Yeah...”

You know he pretty much confessed his feelings to you just seconds ago-

And is cool with it.

BUT YOU’RE pretty much INTERNAL SCREAMING?

“I,, too, like you,”

“That’s such a nice thing to say,” A soft smile appears on his face again

“I meant in a romantic way, Nagito,”

“Yep, yep!” He says jokingly

You just pout and rise on your foot before planting a kiss on his cheek

He feels himself blush, and tries to force a smile, but can’t.

“Wait... Were you serious?”

“I don’t joke around about stuff like that, Nagito. I don’t lie, either.”

Seems it’s his lucky day today.

Kazuichi Souda

He knows he has the biggest crush on you

Everybody does. Including you

And what’s he gonna do about it??

Gonna tell everyone about how much he loves you, well, except you, of course! ^^

Everybody is so done with him bringing you out out of blue

Kazuichi, just be quiet. <3

Just confess your feelings for them already!! he. CAN’T. He thinks you’d reject him before he confessed </3 That’s so sad actually because Kaz is great

But you know,, he pretty much confesses to you every second he sees you lol

Doesn’t need to say the word “I love you” A simple compliment from him enough to express his love for you

“Y/n, you’re my sunshine, you light up my day,” He says cheesly, you laugh at his statement

Yep, he’s like that everyday

“Y/nnn!”

He is walking up to you. You smile at him before seeing the big grin on his face

“What’s so funny? Are you finally going to confess your undying love to me?” You tease him

“Yes.”

eXCUSE ME??

Kaz, this is too straight forward, this isn’t how it works-

Soo, he asks his friends for help

Gundham gives him the worst idea

But what’s he gonna do? Listen to him

Even Sonia supports Gundham’s idea-

Well, the plan is pretty much locking you two in a classroom so he can take the time he wants before confessing to you

And when he’s done, they’ll let you out

Sounds legit!!!

....Right?

When you notice your not totally stolen bag is missing, you immediately make your way to classroom!

To yOuR lUck, you find it!!

“There you are. I’m so dumb, how did I forget my bag?” You say and grab the bag. When you make your way out of the class, the door won’t budge.

“Eh?!” You panick and try to open it up. Not working, it’s locked up. “You’ve gotta be kidding me!” You say before you drop your bag and lean your back on the door and sitting on the ground

“I’m supposed to take a test... Damn...”

“You sound depressed.”

“KAZUICHI?!?!”

He just?? Comes out of the?? Closet in the classroom??? And fuckingmwaves??

“What’re you doing in here?!”

“I’m pretty much in the same situation as you, Y/n!” He says cheerfully. Liar. He almost sounds happy to be stuck with you

“You seem almost happy,” You say calmly

“Well, I am, because I’m stuck with you,”

He doesn’t miss a chance to flirt, does he...

You look down and sigh,, then you blankly look at him, “Kaz,, you didn’t need to lock us in a classroom to spend private time with me. We can always hangout after school, you know?” You say, somehow you understand him

“Yeah... But-” He walks towards you and takes your hands in his, “How am I supposed to confess my love for you, then? You... Never take me serious.”

You blink. Like 3 times.

“Don’t give me weird stares! This is what you always do, you never reject me nor accept my feelings!”

“Kaz, I thought everybody new we are official by now-”

“Wait, what?”

“I mean- You didn’t know? I accepted your feelings,, like a week ago?” You say confused, but he’s even more confused than you.

You sigh. You’re so done with him. “I can’t believe you didn’t even know I’m dating you. Sonia, Gundham, open the door. I’m leaving.”

They do as you say. You step out of the classroom and wave at them, not even looking at Kazuichi who’s yelling behind you

“Y/n!! Love, please wait, we can talk this out, my sunshine!!!”

And they say romance is dead

Kokichi Ouma

Burn his feelings </3

Okay, okay, don’t. He needs love too

Especially if it’s you

He did know he was catching feelings and he let himself do this on purpose

Just teasing you non stop and spending time with you were enough, but the Gremlin wanted more

“Oh my gooood, they’re so perfect, Shuichiiii,”

“...Who?”

“For the last time, of course I’m talking about Y/n!”

He’s been ranting about you like- for hours-

Well, he knew he had to confess his undying love for you very soon

That day, you were really tired and he’s been really pissing you off

So much that Maki nearly killed him. You told her it’s okay but you wished Kokichi to leave soon

But he didn’t, so you left instead <3 You were sleepy

But he started... Following you??

“Y/n, Y/n, I know you know I’m following you!” He happily states. Is he confessing his crimes?!

“Yeah, I’ve... Noticed,” You say and smile

“You’re really silent today, Y/n, is anything wrong?”

“No... But I think you’re really loud today, Kokichi,” You say and look down at him. “Aww, that’s so unlike you! Seriously, is anything wrong?” Even though he’s talking like his normal self, he’s worried

“Well,” You say nervously, “I heard some... Odd things,”

“Odd things? Like what?” He is reaaaally interested in what you say, he brings his face closer to yours. “Uh, it’s nothing to worry about. Good night.” You say and immediately run away

He stands there like 🧍‍♂️

Sigh,,, how does he not know what you heard? Everybody’s talking about how the little bitch likes you

Seriously, you can’t tell if he’s messing with you, or serious “Come on, there’s no way he likes me! He’s just messing around...” You try to convince yourself and finally lie down in the bed, getting ready to sleep, “He doesn’t like me at all...”

You shut your eyes, you really need to get some sleep. But you hear a banging sound. You open your eyes, clearly annoyed by the sound

It’s coming from the window... You pull the curtains and meet him

“KOKICHI?!”

He bangs the window in reply, you open it and he smiles at you “Y/nnn, it took you sooo loooong. It’s cold here.”

“What’re you doing there? It’s the second floor.”

“Oh. I wanted to talk to you.”

“You could use the door!” You say, annoyed and worried at the same time. “But that wouldn’t surprise you! Anyway, let me in?”

You help him to get inside... What’re you even doing at this point

“What a nice night!” Kokichi says and points you fingerguns, “Don’t you think so, Y/n?”

“What’re you doing in my house...”

“You let me in, sleepyhead!”

That’s right. But you’re not asking the right question!! Please kindly tell him to leave your house <3

“Y/n, I’m actually here because you didn’t seem well,” He says, “And I wanted to ask-”

“You could ask me tomorrow,”

“Yeeees, but I want to do it now!” He says, damn, he’s being stubborn, in a situation like this? You know,, he won’t leave unless you tell him “So... You said you heard something ‘odd���, didn’t you? Tell me about it...”

So you tell him all about it. Can’t help but blush at how cheesy your words sound but you’re too sleepy to mind that.

“And that annoyed you?” Kokichi asks, you nod in reply. “Y/n, does the truth hurt you?”

You expected him to say ‘it’s a lie!’ but he didn’t. DID HE REALLY HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU? HIM??

“Are you... Unhappy?” There he was again... Not being like himself. This is what romance does to people? “Not at all...” You say and avoid eye contact, “It’s... Weird? I had the biggest crush on you a while back and now feelings mutual.”

HE’S SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT. Though on the outside, he hides it very well ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

“Oh... Really?” He asks, smug bitch, “That settles it then...”

“Settles... What?” You say, you’re aware of what he meant, and he’s aware of you knew

“You already know,” He says and you stare at him, “It means,, I like you and you love me! Yeah!! Y/n, you love me, right? This makes us a couple!!!”

You just... Stare at him in awe.

You stare too much that he gets nervous. “Uhm,, what’s wrong? Do you... Want to kiss?”

“A kiss would be nice... But I think I need sleep, Kokichi,” You say and rub your eyes.

He’s DISAPPOINTED IN EVERYTHING.

But you actually lean towards his cheek and plant a kiss ✨

HE HAS THE BIGGEST GRIN

You decide to talk about this tomorrow when you’re more energetic and let it slide <3

He puts you to sleep and plants a kiss on your forehead before whispering something totally not dirty in your ear and leaves - this time, he uses the door.

Omg that took me forever to finish. (Sorry if it’s too long--) I love how this turned out something between fluff and crack. (Especially Kaz’s lol) And Hajime’s one kind of angst </3 Anyways, feel free to request more of your comfort characters!!<3 Love you all, Plant 🌱

[yardsards]

infodump!!! (And please feel free to actually infodump about said topic!!)

so i've always had this thing where i'll have one hobby special interest (that usually changes/cycles back to an old one every few weeks) and one media special interest (that usually changes/cycles every few months)

the media one, if it weren't obvious by all the posts i've been spamming my blog with, is infinity train, specifically book 2. i watched it like 2 years ago when it came out but my brain decided to cycle back to it and i'm not complaining. it's just like, the story just resonates a ton with me personally, the transgender metaphor and the learning to assert yourself as your own person and the trying to free yourself from a bad situation. and the friendship between the two protagonists just makes my heart melt it's so pure and they're so good for each other. and the series as a whole is just so cool conceptually and the writing is great and they manage to pack so much into such a short runtime

my current hobby is a brand new one rather than an old one i've cycled back to. i impulse-bought a calligraphy pen at the campus supply store bc i had a gift card and have been practicing my calligraphy for weeks since then (recently got newer nicer supplies though). it's ironic, because i've always had just absolutely horrendous handwriting (and still do, if i don't make a conscious effort to slow down and make it look pretty).

and i actually started using my left hand instead of my right after a few days of trying and failing terribly w my right hand and that ended up working a lot better. part because you have to angle the pen a certain way, and left handed works better for that. but part because i was supposed to be a lefty but they trained it out of me (not for superstitious reasons, i'm just missing some fingers on that hand and they thought i wouldn't be able to write with it). bonus feature of that is saving the carpal tunnel in my right wrist from flaring up

i've been writing in this weird kind of hybrid style between italic and copperplate while i improve my fine motor skills, but hope to learn more official styles in the future if this lasts this long/whenever i cycle back to it

and as a tangential hobby to that, i've been getting into wax seals and stationery and sending letters. so far i've written a letter to my grandparents and to one of my irl friends, and i'm hoping to write a letter to another one of my irl friends soon tho i kinda ran out of interesting things to say lol

here's the wax seal that was on the letter to my grandparents! (not showing the one that's going to my friend bc he hasn't gotten it yet and sometimes he looks at my blog and he knows he's getting a letter from me but i want everything else about it to be a surprise)

[konaizumi]

A Tale of a Thousand Stars ep 6 thoughts/reaction

the juxtaposition of the kites vs the cars, and what really makes the kites more fun is that its’ group activity whereas he’s alone with the cars

god, phupha is so fucking in love, i love how explicitly clear their affection for each other made even if they have a hard time saying out loud

i wanted nam to scold tian a bit more but im also glad that the scene was pretty soft bc i feel like tian would prob respond better to gentleness and if the dr had been really harsh that would’ve just made tian feel worse

but i love the conflict in this scene bc he knows dr nam is prob right but he can’t express the entirety of why he needs to be there and why he can’t return to his old life

phupha sensing that tian doesn’t really want to talk about what happened and not pressuring him with questions even tho he clearly wants to ask

the way tian’s voice cracks a bit when he’s talking about torfun

poor longtae tho finding out the news in that way

i’ve been waiting since ep 1 for the scene of tian braiding the girls’ hair

kinda torn bc i love the character growth of tian realizing that his actions have consequences that he cant solve with his dad’s money but at the same time it’s very frustrating to watch

not phupha being jealous over tul

poor tul must be so confused

phupha not being able to hide his smile when he smells tian’s hand

“it smells nice” the sachet or his hand

i am living for the longtae x tian friendship

tian lowkey trying to flirt his way into selling the sachets, then using longtae to flirt his way into selling the sachets

okay but the parallel between the kids asking about torfun when tian first got there to the kids asking about tian when he’s gone

character A asking children what character B thinks about them is such a high quality trope

also the kids asking phupha to ask tian to stay is so pure, also them lowkey threatening phupha so that he wont scare tian away

also how much does tian gush complain about phupha to the children lol

hey what is the ring that phupha wears on a necklace?

the image of phupha with the children climbing on him

tian “he’s a hot guy you know,” referring to how popular longtae was with the shopkeepers and phupha misunderstanding

i also really liked the jealousy for longtae this ep bc it wasn’t necessarily targeted at longtae (like it wasn’t personal) it was more the fact that it played into phupha’s existing insecurities that tian would be better suited with someone his own age that he connects with, plus longtae goes to college in the city and can relate more to tian in that sense

cant tell if tian is actually that dense and didn’t realize phupha meant himself when he said he wasnt alone or if he was just teasing phupha

i love how much screentime the children had this episode, they’re so precious

lol tian realizing that tourists would go nuts for bags with names of poor children who made them

im so proud of tian for coming up with this idea and helping the villagers

phupha’s cute little thumbs up

phupha’s smirk when tian turns around, he’s so proud of himself for his little joke

someone needs to make a crack video using that audio that’s like “a love story told entirely in stares...and more stares...and even more stares”

god tho, just they way they stare at each other and start smiling then start laughing, it’s so sweet and intimate

tian and longtae: *discussing serious things like torfun* phupha: really? flirting? right in front of my salad?

phupha is one of those rare well written tsundere characters

phupha getting excited about another date with tian then disappointed when tian isn’t coming with him

phupha is such a child and i love him

sakda need to leave tian tf alone

we love some product placement (but i will give them a pass bc it was pretty cute)

i am also living for phupha x nam friendship, that whole interaction where phupha is trying to stop nam from embarrassing him but trying to do it discretely so no one sees

kinda random but i enjoy the little details like the signs on all the boxes with the sachets were written by different people bc there’s several different handwritings

the fucking fondness in tian’s gaze literally every time he looks at phupha this ep

tian is literally telling you to tell him your feelings phupha, please just end all our suffering

also the way phupha subtly alludes to some of his insecurities and tian shuts it down saying he likes the way phupha is

phupha, are you really the same person who blatantly smelled tian’s hand then gave him that hand massage earlier?

okay but the way tian gets so hopeful when phupha asks him to stay and he keeps trying to get phupha to say he wants him to stay

yod, i love you so much, but i really want to strangle you right now

but that scene really was so good, earth and mix did a really good job bc they conveyed so much without words

but damn i really did think they were gonna get somewhere this ep (but no worries bc they’re going somewhere next ep)

“they will know that your heart has come back to them” is such a poetic line and i really do like the meaning behind it, i just wish tian didn’t mean it in such a self-deprecating way

not me crying at the way phupha cuddles the fucking tea sachet

tian, don’t run into the fucking burning building! think about your heart! think about my heart!

but poor tian bc this building is really his new home as much as his hut is and to see it being burned down

but damn this is really the third time he’s collapsed in phupha’s arms

at least they include a cute fluffy scene at the end of each ep to make up for the angsty cliffhangers

where do i even start with the preview for next week

i really hope they kiss but im worried tian will ruin the mood by bringing up torfun (but also i hope he does finally talk about torfun and get it out there already)

i really can’t wait for next week

anyways, this was such a good ep (like always), quality character development, quality phutian moments, we’re really starting to get into the conflict now

[bluealmondpie]

haikyuu!boyfriends~

i regret everything but mostly i regret not posting this earlier bc i actually have a big soft spot for dateko ♡ who better than our snarky second year captain to start things off (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

bf!futakuchi

* this man's such a little bitch lol

* he's so damn petty???

* and sarcastic? why did u sign up for this

* loves to tease. borderline bullying. some of your friends may be worried about stockholm syndrome

* always gets you back when u do anything like prank him or tease him

* payback triple. he is competitive

* but it's just the way he expresses himself. don't take him too seriously okay? he really does love you.

* narcissistic, slightly. he likes a pretty girl type

* compliments to u, reader ♡

* he's a cheapo, he doesn't wanna pay for stuff. but he doesn't want you to pay for stuff either.

* so he's manipulative, but in the sense that he will figure out ways to be cheap on dates. for example: bad mouthing the staff or complaining about food at a cafe to get free drinks or extra service, flirting with cashiers to get extra popcorn at the movies.

* don't worry he does it behind your back if he's flirting, you won't need to know. you know, tho. i mean, now u do. sorry for outing u, kenji

* but i mean... to kenji, it's the end result that matters

* what's a little eye wink here and there when it gets him and his real date a better time?

* he knows what he really wants anyway, it's not them for sure

* he knows it's not exactly the right thing to do, which is why he doesn't do it in front of you much

* anyway please forgive him he just wanted to have a nice time with you

* talking about dates he is the movies and dinner type

* mostly because he doesn't need to plan real hard for those

* he looks really cool when he's training seriously or during a match when he's serious.

* until he starts trash talking the other team and everyone is like there he goes again

* when he made captain everyone was surprised but actually he's the most serious about the club behind all his shenanigans

* "it's troublesome, i don't wanna do it..." he does it later anyway, grumbling. probably about the dishes or some menial chore. also about captaincy LMAO

* when you're upset... actually he doesn't really upset you? he notices when you're about to get mad and will backtrack real fast

* but ofc there's times where he doesn't pay attention and accidentally pisses you off with some offhand comment and you get really angry and ignore him

* at first this proud lil shit will b like okay two can play at that game and not talk to you either

* but he knows it's his fault and eventually after a couple days the guilt eats into him and he will be like i'm sorry, okay, let's go eat some cake, please don't be angry anymore

* if you like flowers he will turn up with flowers

* if u like other foods he will suggest other foods

* he's secretly attentive. no one notices it except aone. you probably don't notice it either.

* he's got this really soft expression when he looks at your smiling face

* not that he will let anyone see it (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

* even you, probably. but occasionally u catch him. you'll tease him. he will deny. then u will regret cos he will tease u back and then poof argument. these he apologises quickly cos he knows he has that face on and you were right.

* he's generally the exact same when you're sick. brings some of the foods you like over to your place, grabs the homework from the teacher and sits in your room while u rest and he does the work complaining

* he will copy it out for you when you're asleep. has surprisingly good handwriting.

* fav place to kiss you: forehead, cheek, lips, basically your whole face

* fav place to be kissed: lips

*******

requests are open, masterlist is here (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

... idk what to say, honestly i imagined nametsu as the female lead in this, i think they r so cute tgt, i have a whole bunch of hcs for that, but it's mostly gone into that captain's fic i keep talking about, i'm only done with the first two chapters, procrastination is real

also i love all of u so much i get notifs for every like and reblog and i see u validating me and i wanna say thank u for loving my haikyuu brain rot (;-;) i do not deserve this kindness

[izzyfandoms]

Sleepality - Inky Freckles

SHIPS: Sleepality, background Virmile and Thomgan, and mentioned Dukeceit (though neither of them show up)

WARNINGS: Remus sends one text message with an implied threat (not towards the recipient), very very background sympathetic deceit and remus (they aren't acc in any scenes), mild swearing

GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game @because-were-fam-ily @imtryingthisout @a-creepycookie @emo-disaster @littlestr @spooky-scary-virgil @fuyel @mimsidoodles @soupgremlin @aroaceagenderfluid @birdsbookshiddeninrealbirdsskin @quirkalurk @gingers-trashy-stuff @iinyxtello @justaqueercactus @melodiread

Masterpost

Patton chewed distractedly on the end of his pen, tapping his foot on his bedroom floor as his eyes remained on his clock, watching as the seconds and the minutes ticked by.

Five minutes. Ten seconds.

Five minutes and ten seconds until the moment he turned sixteen.

January 15th, 1:46 am on the dot: the exact date and time of Patton’s birth. Precisely sixteen years after that moment, his soul would open up, and the bond between him and his soulmate would be formed, like an invisible string from one soul to the other. Any ink spilled on Patton’s skin would show up on his soulmate’s, too, and vice versa. Of course, nothing would happen if Patton’s soulmate wasn’t also sixteen yet, but it was still a big moment in his young life.

(If he even had a soulmate, that was. Most people didn’t, but Patton wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t hopeful.)

Four minutes. Thirty-six seconds.

Patton got up from his desk, pacing around the room a few times before sitting down on his bed, leaning back against the pillows and pulling his knees to his chest. Despite the coolness of his room, and the goose-bumps on his arms, he was dressed in a worn blue t-shirt and pyjama shorts, revealing as much skin as possible, just in case. His father, Roman, had gifted him a new pack of pens – the ones made specially to be safe for skin – and he’d picked out the glittery light blue one, his favourite colour, ready to write.

Three minutes. Twelve seconds.

“Come on, come on, come on,” Patton mumbled.

Three minutes. Seven seconds.

He yawned loudly, stretching and almost dropping his pen. It was late – much later than he usually stayed up. Patton was a well-behaved kid; he went to bed when his father told him to, never stayed out past curfew. He was usually fast asleep by 11pm at latest, so this was rather unusual for him.

Tonight was one of a kind, after all.

Two minutes. Fifty-one seconds.

The tick of the clock was maddeningly slow, every second seeming to take hours. Patton couldn’t wait for when he didn’t have to keep watching.  

He reached over to his bedside table, taking his phone and switching it on.

There was one new message, from his uncle Remus, sent a few minutes ago.

UNCLE REMUS

tell your soulmate if he ever hurts you ill rip off his dick and shove it down his throat

Patton sighed, switching off his phone and placing it back down beside him. He wasn’t sure why his uncle was so certain that he had a soulmate – he claimed it was because he was psychic, though his husband, Janus, had chided him and told him not to get Patton’s hopes up.  

It was hard not to be hopeful. Impossible.

One minute. Forty-nine seconds.

Patton chewed nervously on his lip, looking over his freckled arms and wondering what exactly he’d write to his soulmate.

Would a simple ‘hello’ suffice?

There was no point in writing a whole paragraph, especially when it was statistically unlikely that Patton even had a soulmate – and even if he did, perhaps they were younger, and their connection wouldn’t start until his soulmate turned sixteen, too.

One minute. Zero seconds.

A minute. A minute. A minute. Just a minute until Patton (maybe) talked to his soulmate for the first time. That was so little time – though it felt like so much.

Patton couldn’t help but burst into delighted laughter, and he was sure that if anybody was watching him, they’d think he was insane. The hope bubbled up inside him, like a cup overflowing with water, unable to be suppressed.

Fifty seconds.

He moved forward, and then lay down on his back, spreading his arms out like a starfish.

Patton tried to keep the hope down, tried to keep it from spilling over even more. Or maybe that was nausea, swirling in his stomach, but it almost felt too good to be that. Too happy. Too excited. Both, maybe.

Forty seconds.

Patton twirled the pen in his hand.

It slipped from his fingers, hitting the carpet with a quiet thump.

He bent down – wobbling slightly and nearly tumbling right off his bed – picking it back up and then sitting up again. He moved so his back was pressed against the wall, and tilted his head up to look at the pattern at the ceiling, counting each swirl.

He glanced back at the clock.

Twenty seconds.

His heart thumped loudly in his chest, and his eyes remained on the clock, watching it tick.

Ten seconds.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Zero.

Zero. Zero. Zero.

Patton sat up straight, squeezing the pen tightly, so tightly that his nails dug into his palm.

He pulled off the cap, dropping it on the bed beside him and holding the tip just above his wrist. His hand shook (nervousness or excitement? Both) as he pondered what to write for another moment.

He pressed the pen to his skin.

Hello?

Hopefully that was good enough.

Patton waited a few seconds, almost a whole minute, and then sighed, leaning back so his head hit the wall and closing his eyes. He was disappointed, but he knew that it was his own fault. He shouldn’t have let himself get so hopeful. Maybe he didn’t have a soulmate – that was alright, his uncles weren’t soulmates and yet they were wonderfully happy together.

(But his brother, Emile, did have a soulmate, and there was something amazing about the way he and Virgil could practically read each other’s minds, communicating effortlessly without saying a word. Patton wanted that. He really, desperately wanted that, more than anything else in the world.)

He wouldn’t cry.  

He wanted to cry, but he wouldn’t.

His lower lip trembled.

All of a sudden, Patton felt a funny sensation on his wrist, like someone else was writing on it – the non-existent pen so light on his skin he almost couldn’t feel it. Almost.

Patton’s eyes shot open, and he immediately lifted his wrist to stare at it, wide-eyed.

His breath stuttered at the words now written in black ink just below his greeting.

holy shit

Before Patton could truly process what was going on, before he could regain his breath, the sensation resumed, and more words began to appear below those first ones.

hi

guess im ur soulmate lol

Patton couldn’t help but giggle, practically vibrating with excitement.

He picked his pen back up, ignoring the slight stain he’d left on his bedsheets. He’d spilt enough juice and milk on his bed to care about one little stain, especially right now, when he had a much more important thing to focus on.

Oh my gosh!!!!!!

Soulmate!!!

Im Patton!

Patton Picani!!!

thats a lot of exclamation marks babe

Nervousness tinged the edges of Patton’s bubble of excitement, enough that he almost didn’t notice the use of the word ‘babe’, which made his heart skip a beat.

sorry

not a bad thing

its cute

Patton bit his lip, wiggling excitedly as his heartrate increased. He watched as the words continued coming. They were messy, but Patton was sure the handwriting was the prettiest he’d ever seen, though he could admit that he might’ve been a little biased. He would read a million books written in this handwriting.

im Remy

Sanders

my bdays acc the 16th lol

tomorrow

i turn 17

Its my birthday today!!!!

Only after Patton wrote that did he realise how obvious it was – of course it was his birthday – but he didn’t particularly care. The ticking of the clock had faded into background noise, and it was hard to believe it had ever annoyed him so much, though it was impossible for him to think of anything negative right now. He was floating on cloud nine.

happy birthday

were running out of arm space

id have to strip to get leg room

wanna gimme ur number?

Okay!!!

They quickly exchanged phone numbers, and Patton immediately grabbed his phone, creating a new contact labelled ‘Remy’ followed by seven colourful hearts – a rainbow of love. But before he could text Remy, Remy texted him first.

REMY:

what time is it for u

Patton glanced at the clock.

PATTON:

Almost 2am

REMY:

same

Realisation struck Patton, and his eyes widened with guilt and concern. He bit his lip, and quickly resumed typing.

PATTON:

Oh my gosh im so sorry!!!! Did I wake you up?

REMY:

nah babe dw bout it

i was already up

i always sleep late

PATTON:

That sounds unhealthy :(

Get some rest!!!

REMY:

ha

u sound like my dads lol

PATTON:

What are they like?

REMY:

my dads?

its just the three of us

their names are logan and thomas and theyre the sappiest motherfuckers on earth

gotta love em tho

theyre gonna be real thrilled when they find out bout u

bet theyll love you right away

wbu  

whats ur fam like

PATTON:

Oh! Well ive got my dad

His name’s Roman

He works in theatre!!! Hes so cool

And I’ve got my older brother Emile hes 22 and hes a therapist

He uses cartoons to help people!!

Hes also got a soulmate his name is Virgil and hes a florist

They got married last year and the wedding was so much fun!!! So many pretty flowers!!!

And I’ve got my uncle Remus hes my dads twin hes a writer and his husband Janus is a lawyer theyre also both so cool!!!

And that’s everyone!!

REMY:

if theyre all as sweet as u sugar then im sure ur all v popular

PATTON:

Well we do have dinner with our neighbours a lot!!!

Mrs Smith gives me lots of candy

Its often stale but I eat it anyway cos shes just so sweet!

Sweeter than her candy lol

Patton’s door suddenly swung open, and he jumped, his phone slipping from his fingers and landing right in his lap. His father, Roman, stepped inside, yawning and rubbing his eyes, wincing at the bright light that hung from the ceiling.

“You still up, Pat?” He asked sleepily.

He squinted, his eyes landing on the still-on phone in Patton’s lap.

“Who are you te- by the glittering horn of a unicorn! Is that writing on your arm?” He sat down, taking Patton’s arm and looking over the words. He then glanced back up at his son, his eyes shining excitedly. “You have a soulmate,” He breathed.

“I do!” Patton exclaimed, bouncing excitedly in place. “His name is Remy and he turns seventeen tomorrow and he’s just so cool!”

Roman beamed. “Wow, I’m so incredibly happy for you, Pat!” He said. Then, he chuckled, his smile turning a little teasing. “But... it’s late, and you really should be sleeping. And I’m betting that Remy should be, too.”

Patton pouted a little. “But it’s a Friday! I don’t have any school tomorrow.”

“But the family’s coming over tomorrow at 10 for your birthday, and I know you. You’re gonna be all grumbly in the morning, instead of our happy-pappy Patton, and that’ll be even worse the less sleep you get.”

Patton drooped, like a little wilting flower, but couldn’t deny that his father was right.

“Okay...” He frowned, picking up his phone, switching off the screen without looking at it, and holding it against his chest. “Can I at least say night to Remy, first?”

Roman smiled. “Sure.”

He leant forward, squeezing Patton’s arm supportively, before pressing a quick kiss to his son’s forehead. Roman gave him one last smile, affectionately ruffling his hair, before pulling back and standing up. He brushed the non-existent dirt from his pyjamas.

“Goodnight, Pat,” He said. “And happy birthday.”

In the excitement that was talking to Remy, Patton had almost forgotten that it was his birthday, and he blinked in surprise as Roman left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

Patton then took a deep breath, before switching his phone back on to see whatever messages he’d missed.

REMY:

u rlly r an angel huh

PATTON:

Awwwww!!

Your making me blush

REMY:

thats the goal babe

PATTON:

Such a flirt!!

REMY:

im gonna be ten times more flirty when i get to see ur pretty face in person

PATTON:

How do you know Im pretty?

You havent even seen me yet

REMY:

i can just tell

im awesome like that

i bet ur the cutest person in the whole damn world

the whole damn universe

but while were on the subject of seeing each other

were waiting to meet naturally right?

PATTON:

Yeah!

Its good luck  

REMY:

yea

PATTON:

Welp!!!

Dad says I gotta go to sleep now!!

Night <3<3<3

REMY:

night xoxox

Patton switched off his phone, placing it on his bedside table and getting off the bed. He wobbled slightly as he stood up, suddenly realising how tired he really was, and quickly walked up to his fairy lights, switching them on before switching off the main light. He then climbed back into bed, settling in the soft nest of pastel pillows and blankets, and his last thought before he fell asleep was of his soulmate.

He barely knew Remy, but he already couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with him.

***

The sound of the alarm from Remy’s phone rang through the room, waking him up suddenly. His immediate reaction was to groan, shutting it off quickly and then returning to the warm comfort of his mattress and pillows and blanket. It was the weekend, he had no plans, so if his dads wanted him up, they could come in and get him up themselves. Remy wanted to sleep.

Then, the memories of the night before flooded back to him, and he shot up in bed, pulling out his arm and staring at it wide-eyed.

The words Patton had written last night had now been washed away – likely to leave room for new words and new conversations – whilst Remy’s words still remained, though now a little smudged and faded. The only sign that Patton’s words had ever been there in the first place was the new word on his wrist, just below his palm, in baby blue, like the ones before.

Morning <3

Remy grinned, jumping out of bed much more enthusiastically than he usually did, grabbing the black pen on his bedside table and rushing to the bathroom, thankfully not bumping into either of his dads on the way there.

He washed his arms as quickly as he could, leaving them a little sore and red, though he didn’t care, and uncapped his pen with his teeth, leaving the lid in his mouth.

mornin

!!!!!

Do you always get up this late?

Remy laughed. The handwriting was a little larger and a little neater than his, and each i was dotted with a heart, which made him even more convinced that his soulmate was probably the cutest person on earth.

what time is it

10:30

later usually

what time did u get up

8:30

oof

i could never

What do you do for school then?

suffer

Remy took the pen lid out of his mouth, pocketing it and twirling the uncapped pen between his fingers, watching as more light blue words appeared on his arm. The sensation was feather-light, barely there, but impossible to ignore.

Aww no!!

I don’t want you to suffer :(

dw babe ive got coffee

life saver

id die without it

100%

Well make sure you don’t drink too much!!!!

Its bad for you!!

dw my dad always tells me that

he keeps an eye on it

Which one?

logan

Okay

There was a brief pause, and Remy almost continued writing, but he got the feeling that Patton wasn’t done, so he just waited patiently, tapping his foot against the tiled bathroom floor.

Do you mind if I doodle on my arms?

I usually do when Im bored but I thought Id ask

I wont if you don’t want me to tho

go ahead

what do u doodle?

I usually just connect my freckles

Like little constellations!!!!

It was impossible to keep the grin on Remy’s face from widening – Patton's enthusiasm was adorable and infectious – and he sat down on the edge of the bathtub, crossing one leg over the other as he pressed his pen to his skin and continued writing.

u got a lot of freckles?

Yup!

Theyre everywhere

everywhere?

Yeah!

hm

one day  

im gonna kiss every single one of your freckles

(Perhaps that was a little bold for only their second conversation, but Remy was a natural flirt, and Patton was his soulmate, after all. He’d back down at any sign of discomfort, but so far Patton had seemed receptive.)

every single one

Thats a lot of kisses

not enough

but itll be a good start

A little, swirly scribble appeared just beside the words Remy had written – the universal key-smash equivalent for soulmates writing on their skin. Just the thought that he was already able to fluster Patton so easily made Remy very, very happy. He grinned.

Gtg! Presents time!

Ill talk to you later <3<3<3

later xoxo

Remy fished the pen lid back out of his pocket, capping the pen and pocketing it. He then strolled back out of the bathroom, down the stairs, and towards the kitchen.

His fathers were both sat at the kitchen table, eating breakfast and talking. Their legs were pressed together under the table, and it was clear they’d just been flirting. Both Logan and Thomas looked up when Remy entered the room, surprised.

“What kind of natural disaster got you up before midday?” Thomas joked.

Remy waved his arm, showing off the writing, and Logan choked on his coffee. Thomas patted his back a few times worriedly, and Remy waited impatiently for the conversation to resume, tapping his foot against the floor.

“Is that what I think it is?” Logan asked incredulously, once he was breathing again.

Remy nodded. “Yup. Can I make coffee?”

Thomas nodded slowly, but it was clear he was much more focused on the previous topic at hand.

“You have a soulmate?” He asked. “Oh my gosh! What’s their name? Aren’t you gonna tell us about them?”

“Well, his name’s Patton,” Remy began, heading towards the coffee machine and immediately getting to work to make himself a large mug. “It’s his birthday today – it was actually, like, 2am, or something – and he’s real cute. I think you’ll both like him.”

Thomas exchanged a look with his husband – the former much more openly thrilled, whilst the latter looked more confused, though undeniably pleased. He then stood up, opening his arms immediately.

“I think this calls for a family hug,” Thomas grinned.

Logan sighed, but put his own coffee mug back down, getting up obediently.

Remy groaned. “Really? Before my coffee? Do I have to?”

“Yup! Right now,” Thomas said, wrapping one arm around Logan’s waist and resting his chin on his head, keeping his other arm outstretched, awaiting their son. “This is a big moment! It calls for a family hug. C’mere.”

“There is no point refusing, Remy,” Logan said dryly. “I learnt that a long time ago.”

“Aww, you love me.”

“Of course. That is why we got married, after all.”

Remy groaned again. “Are you two really flirting, right now? Gross.”

“Well, if you want us to stop flirting, you’re gonna have to join the hug.”

Remy sighed exaggeratedly, dragging his feet as he walked up to his dads, reluctantly joining the family hug. Then, he pulled back as quickly as he could get away with, making a face and turning back to the coffee machine. He quickly made himself a large mug – with excessive amounts of milk and sugar, something his father would usually criticise, though he seemed to turn a blind eye for today.

Remy then sat down at the table, beside Thomas, sipping eagerly at his coffee and leaning back in his chair.

His fathers didn’t take their eyes off of his arm, clearly reading the words, and after about a minute, Remy rolled his eyes, placing the coffee on his table and crossing his arms.

“What are you looking at?”

“Attitude, Remy,” Thomas sighed. “Be nice. And we’re looking at your arm because we’re excited! You have a soulmate, that’s a really big deal! We should celebrate.”

Remy perked up. “Celebrate?”

Logan nodded in agreement. “Perhaps tonight we could have dinner at the Italian place that you like.”

“Ooh, the one with that fancy pasta?”

“Weren’t we planning on going there tomorrow?” Thomas asked his husband.

Remy blinked, surprised. “We were?”

Thomas blinked, and then gave his husband a slightly sheepish smile. “I don’t think I was supposed to tell you that.”

Logan sighed. “Well, I think we can put that off for tomorrow, then. Today... you may invite a few friends over.” Remy opened his mouth, but Logan quickly continued, interrupting him before he could speak. “Three friends, maximum. No parties.”

Remy pouted. “Only three? Lame.”

“If you complain, we’ll bring it down to two.”

“Three sounds great!”

***

Patton picked up his phone, holding it to his ear as he paced casually around his room.

“Emile!” He greeted. “How are you?”

“Happy birthday, Pat!” Emile greeted cheerfully, and Patton could practically hear the usual smile on his face. “And I’m doing great. Virgil invited his brother to dinner yesterday, so that was fun, and I had a real breakthrough with one of my clients, too. You?”

“I’m good! Hey, do you think this counts as Remy and my anniversary? I mean, I know we haven’t actually really met, yet, but it’s been a year since we first spoke, and we are soulmates. Does that count? Would it be weird to count it?”

Emile hummed. “I think that if you want it to count, it counts.”

“That’s a bit vague,” Patton sighed.

Emile laughed. “That’s just how it works, I’m afraid. How is Remy anyway? It’s his birthday tomorrow, right?”

Patton perked up at the opportunity to talk about his soulmate. “Remy’s great! He got a new job at the Starbucks near his house; he’s pretty excited about it. And yup, it’s his birthday tomorrow! He turns eighteen. It’s a funny coincidence, isn’t it? That our birthdays are so close?”

“It’s actually a lot more common for soulmates to have these similarities than you’d think,” Emile said. “Close birthdays, close locations, things like that. I mean, Virgil and I were both born in the same hospital.”

“Really? Oh, that’s cool!” Patton smiled.

He sat down on his bed, pulling his legs up to sit cross-legged, and moving so his back was against the wall, half-sitting on one of his pillows.

“Yup! I’ve researched a lot about these things,” Emile said. “And- oh, Virgil, there you are!”

Patton heard rustling on the other end of the line, like Emile was temporarily putting his phone down, probably to greet and kiss his husband. He waited patiently, humming a song from the Steven Universe movie and drumming his fingers against his leg. His eyes scanned the various words written across his arms. Shiny black and glittery light blue. There were doodles, too – lines connecting the dots of his freckles, done by himself, and little stars and moons and hearts by Remy.

Then the rustling resumed, more movement, and Patton stopped humming.

“Morning, Pat,” Virgil greeted.

Patton smiled. “Virgil! How’s work going?”

“Not bad. I helped a guy arrange a hate-bouquet for his ex-boyfriend yesterday, so that was fun.”

“Sounds interesting!”

Virgil hummed in agreement, and it sounded like he was nodding. “I’m gonna hand the phone back to Emile, now. Happy birthday, kid.”

“Thanks!”

There was another moment of rustling, and then Emile returned.

“Okay, Virgil and I have to get to work,” Emile said. “We’re stopping by later for dinner, dad already knows. And, before you ask, no I will not tell you what your gift is, you’re gonna have to wait and see.”

Patton pouted. “Aww, okay. Bye!”

“Bye!”

Patton hung up the phone, before switching over to the texting app, and opening up his conversation with Remy.

PATTON

Hey im running out of space

So im gonna clean my arm

Can you too?

Remy responded almost immediately, as he usually did.

REMY

sure

one sec

Patton smiled, getting up and pocketing his phone. He headed over to the bathroom, quickly scrubbing away the words on his arms (he could leave the ones still remaining on his legs and torso, for now), and watching as Remy’s words disappeared at about the same time.

He then returned to his bedroom, sitting back down on his bed and fetching and uncapping his favourite pen.

The moment the tip of his pen touched his skin, a small black dot appeared just below it, like Remy was doing the exact same on his side – unintentionally trying to write in unison. All of a sudden, a wave of peace and happiness washed over Patton, but the emotions didn’t come from within himself. No, they came from an outside source, from somewhere else. Not from him.

From Remy.

At first, Patton was confused, disoriented, and then his heart skipped a beat, and he lifted his pen from his wrist.

The feeling stopped.

He then returned the pen to his wrist, creating another dot of light blue ink. For a moment, nothing happened, the feeling didn’t return, but then a small black speck appeared just beside his.

This time, the happiness was joined by an almost cautious excitement, tinged with something else.

What was it?

Love?

Love.

It felt like Patton was loving himself, except the love came from elsewhere, it came from Remy. Like a warm, comfortable blanket of love, wrapping around him and keeping him safe.

Patton beamed, wide and toothy and delighted, leaning back against the pillows and practically wiggling with excitement, careful to keep his pen tip on his wrist. A similar, thrilled feeling came back at him, and Patton quickly realised that whatever feelings he was getting from Remy, Remy was probably getting some very similar feelings in return from him.

damn babe

either something v weird is happening to me or thats ur feelings im feeling

I can feel it too!!!

Oh my gosh!

good i was worried i might be drunk

Have you been drinking?

nah thats why i was worried lmao

would be v weird to be drunk with no booze

Well that sure would be unusual!

The feelings from Remy weren’t constant, they only surfaced when both Patton and Remy were writing at once – flashes of emotions that were practically addicting. He wanted to keep feeling those feelings forever.

this is v weird

on and off

think itll get more constant the more we talk?

like we wont need to be both writing at the same time to feel it or smth?

Yeah!

I think so

Thats what happened with Em and Virge at least

cool

cant wait

There was a brief pause, and then Remy’s writing resumed.

can we doodle?

might make the empathy connection thingy better

Sure!

Patton giggled, unable to help himself, before pressing the tip of his pen to one of his freckles and drawing a thin line from it to another. Then another and another and another. Over and around the written words. He wasn’t making any specific shape or pattern in particular, just connecting the numerous dots. As he did this, Patton felt new shapes and doodles appearing on his legs, though he couldn’t see them through his trousers. Hearts and stars and moons and pawprints, most likely. The last one was new – Patton’s favourite.

He could feel Remy’s peace and contentment and love (love, love), like it was flowing through the air and seeping through his skin, filling him with happiness. Sometimes, it even increased for a brief moment, usually just after Patton’s happiness bubbled over into delighted giggles. It was a cycle – happiness creating happiness creating happiness.

Patton loved Remy. Remy loved Patton.

Love. Love. Love.

***

“Hey, Remy!”

Remy glanced up from his phone, straightening up as noticed and watched his best friend, Toby, approaching him. His foot tapped impatiently against the pavement, and his sunglasses were on to shield his eyes from bright midday sun.

“Gurl, what was taking you so long?” Remy complained, stuffing his phone into his pocket and crossing his arms, practically pouting. “I’ve been waiting here for, like, hours.”

Toby gave him a dry look. “I’m ten minutes late.”

“And that’s, like, ten hours in gay-and-in-a-hurry time.”

“In a hurry? What the hell are we even doing? Your text was very vague.”

“Well, it’s my dad’s birthday in a-”

“Which one?”

“Thomas. Bitch, stop interrupting me.”

Toby laughed, and Remy glared at him. He held his hands up defensively in mock surrender, and then gestured for Remy to continue.

“Anyway, it’s my dad’s birthday on Sunday and I’m supposed to get him a gift. I dunno what, though, so you’re gonna help me.”

“I’m pretty sure you know him better than I do.”

Remy shushed him. “Gurl, I am not letting you get out of helping me. So, we’re going to-”

He suddenly froze, going silent. Remy’s brow then creased, too, and after a moment of stillness he began to rapidly pat his arms and legs, like he was looking for something, though he didn’t seem to find it. Toby gave him a bewildered look.

“Dude, what are you doing?”

“I can feel Patton’s emotions,” Remy said.

He could, but only barely – just little hints of Patton, pricking the edges of his soul – much less than he was used to, but still impossible to ignore. He was used to these feelings by now, always recognising them immediately, though this time it was... different.

“Okay... so, he’s writing to you? Isn’t that normal?”

Remy looked back at him, looking just as confused as Toby. “No, he isn’t. He isn’t writing to me. No ink.”

“He... isn’t?”

“I can always feel it,” Remy explained. “Always. But not right now. Why... why-” He froze, his eyes widening behind his dark sunglasses.  

“What?”

“He must be close. He must- oh my god, he must be close!” Remy looked around quickly, at all of the surrounding pedestrians. None of them looked right – none of them were Patton – but he could practically sense him. He was so close.

Toby blinked. “Really?” He asked incredulously.

“Yes. Yes, really. I know what I’m talking about!” Remy exclaimed, perhaps a little harsher than intended. “The empath shit only happens when you write or when you’re close. Gurl, that’s, like, common knowledge.”

Toby held his hands up. “Right, uh... sorry.” He cleared his throat. “So, how are we gonna find him?”

Remy’s brow scrunched up in thought. “I don’t know.”

His best friend shrugged, even more lost than he was.

“Maybe... maybe...” Remy continued, trailing off, before he suddenly straightened up. “It’ll get stronger the closer I get to him, so I just have to follow where it’s stronger, right? Like... like getting warmer and colder.”

Toby nodded slowly. “That makes sense. So, uh, walk around, and we’ll go in the direction that makes it stronger.”

Remy immediately began to pace in circles around Toby, pulling a slightly panicked face when at one point the feeling completely disappeared. Then, it got stronger, a wave of anticipation and curiosity, nervousness and excitement.

It suddenly hit Remy that if he could feel Patton, then Patton could feel him, too.

Patton was probably looking for him.

The corners of Remy’s lips twitched up into a smile. He was practically oozing excitement, and it was contagious, as Patton’s also seemed to increase – even Toby began smiling, too.

Toby patted him on the shoulder.

“Go on, follow your gut. I’ll be right behind you.”

Remy immediately turned on his heel, sprinting in the direction the emotions seemed to be coming from, and Toby almost tripped over his own feet following him. The empathy got stronger and stronger and stronger with every step, until it was even stronger than it usually was, and as his excitement further increased, so did Patton’s.

He rounded a corner, and immediately ran right into someone running at a similar speed, and they both tumbled to the ground with two loud thumps.

“Ah, fuck,” Remy groaned, closing his eyes and massaging the bridge of his nose as a jolt of pain shot down his leg.

“Oof,” The other boy winced.

His voice was like a bell, ringing through the air: suddenly the only sound that Remy could hear.

That was when Remy realised that Patton’s emotions were now equal to his own – mixing together in Remy’s soul until they were one and the same. It was almost like they were thinking and feeling as one, which was rather disorienting, to say the least.  

Patton... Patton was right in front of him.

Remy opened his eyes, immediately coming face-to-face with the most gorgeous person he had even seen – a wide-eyed and freckled boy, about a year younger than Remy, staring back at him with parted lips and an equally startled expression. He was wearing a blue and grey t-shirt, showing off his arms and the words Remy had written to him today, and all the constellations he’d doodled on his own skin. Now, Remy could see the stars that he’d been missing, and, in his opinion, they were even better than the ones in the night sky.

Patton.

Patton, Patton, Patton.

“Patton,” Remy breathed.

“Remy.”

Remy laughed, uncontrolled and loud and delighted, sitting up straight and taking Patton’s hand in his own, squeezing it. It was warm and soft, Remy never wanted to let go, and when Patton squeezed back, he felt... complete. Perfect. Heaven.

Patton smiled – like a shining sun, one that thankfully didn’t hurt to look at, as Remy couldn’t take his eyes off of it.

“Wow,” Remy laughed. “You’re... wow.”

“Wow,” Patton echoed.

People were probably staring at them – Toby included – but Remy couldn’t take his eyes off of Patton to check. Patton seemed to be doing similarly, his eyes slowly taking in every part of Remy’s body, before returning to his face, staring into his eyes.

Patton’s eyes were brown, like honey in the sunlight. Beautiful.

“It’s... it’s nice to finally meet you,” Patton said softly.

“Likewise.”

There was a beat.

“You are gorgeous,” Remy continued, the words coming out before he could stop himself. He almost regretted blurting it out, but then Patton’s face turned a particularly pretty shade of pink, and Remy immediately grinned.

Patton squeezed his hand. “You, too.”

“Oh, I know I’m hot, babe,” Remy said, making Patton giggle. “But you, you’re... you’re an angel. Like, damn, how the hell did I get so lucky? I must’ve done something really freaking amazing in a past life to have deserved you.”

“You’re even more of a flirt in person,” Patton smiled, a little teasingly.

Remy laughed. “I mean, I’m pretty sure I warned you.”

“You did,” Patton said, smiling fondly.

“Is it too soon to ask if I can kiss you?” Remy asked suddenly. His tone of voice was casual, like he was joking, but they both knew – Patton could probably sense – that he was serious.

Patton didn’t hesitate, answering quickly. “No. I mean, yes. I mean... no, it’s not too soon. Please?”

Remy didn’t waste any time, reaching forward, carefully cradling Patton’s face in his hand and kissing him gently. His lips were soft and warm and Remy never wanted to stop kissing him. Patton covered Remy’s hand with his own free one, kissing back a little clumsily, though it was without a doubt enthusiastic.

Then, he got a little too enthusiastic, and Remy tumbled backwards, pulling Patton along with him.

They broke apart, and after a moment of startled – slightly awkward – silence, they both started laughing loudly, and Patton climbed off of him. He finally stood up, holding out his hand and helping Remy up, too.

The pedestrians that had been watching them had mostly all moved on by now, leaving only Toby hovering awkwardly nearby. He had his phone out, trying to distract himself, give them some privacy, though he was undeniably still keeping an eye out. It wasn’t every day you saw a soulmate pair’s first meeting.  

Remy took Patton’s hands in his own, looking him over again and again and again.

An idea came to him – not a new one, one he’d thought about and talked about and dreamed and daydreamed about a million times – and he grinned in a way that he could feel made Patton’s heart skip a beat.

“Remember how I said I wanted to kiss every freckle?"

[the-demelza-robins]

american high school!jily (pt II)

hi! here’s a short chapter before The Big One (which is set on Halloween night and will hopefully come out on Halloween, if I have the energy). thanks so much for all the positive feedback, it makes me really happy! also you can read it on AO3 if you want  

read part one here

James and Lily are in the same math class; this fact is not new. What is new, however, is that today, he drops his bag in Sev’s seat, the one right next to her. 

“Hey,” he says, then nods once, as if this is normal. It is not.

“Hi,” she responds, because she doesn’t know what else to do. What she does know is that suddenly she’s aware of him, aware of the solidness of his form beside her. He’s tall, taller than Roger. She never really noticed that before.

He fiddles with his pencil. She blinks once, twice. She’s probably so attuned to his movements because he took Sev’s seat. Yes, that must be it. James sitting next to her means that Severus “I’m a fucking white supremacist” Snape can’t. Math has always been the worst, too — Lily cut Sev out of her life junior year, after he published that article, but he refuses to listen to her when she tells him to stay away, and sits next to her whenever he can. She has no friends in math class, no one to shoot him dirty looks and drown out his murmured apologies and arguments.

But James is here, now. Even if he’s not her friend. Even if he doesn’t know the significance of what he just did.

He’s still here. And that’s something.

***

Lily, please save me, the note reads, written in James’s messy scrawl. It took her a long time, as well as a lot of not-so-subtle hints from James, to realize that he’d written it in the first place. It takes her a little longer to decipher his handwriting, which is fine, because she’s ahead on the problems they’re supposed to be working through, caught in that in-between of being too good for regular math and not good enough for honors. As she looks at the curled-up bottom portion of his notebook, she senses Sev glaring daggers at her from across the room. Perfect.

From what? she writes back, letters neat and compact. James reads it almost immediately and takes a long time to respond.

The evil eye that Snivellus is giving me right now.

Ha, ha.

A smile spills out of the corner of his mouth as he writes back. Are you two involved in some sort of torrid love affair I didn’t know about? Am I making him #jelly?

That hashtag made me throw up in my mouth a little. She pauses, pencil flicking against the desk. She knows he’s watching, knows Sev is watching, and so she picks up the paper again and adds, and no, I am not involved with Sev. Would rather make out with Tony the Squid.

His smile widens, now, and she catches it in her peripheral vision. Not our school mascot. That’s too far, Evans.

It occurs to Lily that she’s acting exactly like elementary school James would. She’s laughing about Sev. Her past self would be disappointed.

But her past self didn’t know what Sev would become. She angles her body more towards James, away from her former best friend’s skin-crawling stare.

***

James sits with her again the next math class, and the one after that, too. She knows things about him, now: knows that he doodles soccer balls in the margins of his notebook; knows that he can’t stop moving, and sometimes when he’s bored of tapping his pencil he’ll tap his foot against her chair leg, unconsciously; knows that he has a little scar on his neck; knows that he can make her laugh with one passed note; knows that he still hates Sev as much as he did in eighth grade.

Lily’s the first to step into the math classroom today; or, at least, she thinks she is, until she spots Sev hovering near her seat, muttering to himself under his breath. Lily steels herself and walks by him, pointedly ignoring him as she slips into her chair.

“Lil —”

“Don’t call me that,” she says immediately, and glances towards the door. She’s forgotten what it feels like to be alone with Sev: like she’s been stripped bare, vulnerable, underneath all the layers of hatred and hurt.

Sev huffs, haughtily, in a way that’s so quintessentially him that it causes Lily physical pain. “You’re blowing it all out of proportion. I was looking at the situation from a purely economic perspective—”

“You were being fucking racist, Sev, and you know it,” she snaps, trying and failing to calm down. So easy, she is. The same conversation, every time: the same circles ran, with no ground lost or gained.

Sev opens his mouth to argue back, but before he can, a new voice cuts in.

“Should’ve known I’d find you here,” says James, speaking in a way she’s forgotten that he’s capable of: sharp, sharp as cut glass.

“This has nothing to do with you, Potter,” Sev says stiffly, gaze settling on James, who in turn looks at Lily, brow furrowed.

“You’re in my seat, Snivellus.”

Sev’s face turned red. “It was my seat first.”

“Then I guess it depends on what Lily wants.”

They both turn towards her, and this is where I get to choose, Lily realizes, with a startling burst of clarity. She knows she doesn’t want Sev, doesn’t want him near her, doesn’t want him begging for forgiveness with crocodile tears; she sucks in a breath, says, “That’s James’s seat.”

James smiles, just for a second, then slides into the seat next to her and starts to take out his math notebook. Sev stands, watching them, hands curled into fists; Lily can’t meet his eyes. Yes, he’s virtually unrecognizable from his childhood self, but rejection — rejection for James? James, who had made his early years a living hell?

She stares at the desk until she hears Sev’s retreating footsteps, knowing that to glance up and see the look of anguish on his face would make her feel even worse.

“Glad we got rid of Snivellus, huh, Evans?” James whispers, and he’s too close, sitting next to her with his pencil already tapping against the desk, a hand wafting through his hair. Lily feels like a child again, except this time she’s chosen the wrong side. She’s one of them now. Sev will never speak to her again.

Isn’t that what she wants? He’s a terrible person; she doesn’t long for his friendship. Still, a part of her — a very small part of her — wants him to want her. Another wave of revulsion consumes her; for a moment, she just stares at James, wondering how she’s gotten here. “I’m not like you, James.”

He blinks. “Yeah?”

She could yell at him. She could ask him why, all those years ago, he felt it necessary to call Sev Snivellus, to joke about his greasy hair and unwashed clothes, to ensure that he’d have no friends save Lily.

But in this moment, Lily’s more angry at herself. So instead, she turns towards the front of the classroom, hoping to find some sort of respite in calculus.

Sev doesn’t approach her again, after that.

***

Texts with Roger Davies, Tuesday, October 27th, 9:33pm

Roger: did you get rodriguez’s approval for the theme?

Lily: yeah, we’re all set!

Roger: okay great

Roger: i’m so glad that we’re finally done with that process

Roger: james was being so annoying about choosing it

Lily: lol i thought he was funny. and it didn't derail us that much

(Lily doesn’t know where that instinct comes from, the one that tells her to defend James’s honor. Maybe she knows, in her heart of hearts, that he’d do the same for her, without question, because that’s just the kind of person he is. Maybe she imagines him in math class, tapping his pencil against his desk, focused but also not, a reassuring presence. Maybe the image in her head is shifting from the boy he once was to the boy that now sits next to her every day: the one who lets her fight her own battles, the one who doesn’t push her, the one who didn’t ask about Sev after their last encounter. She can’t be sure of it yet, but maybe she’s actually starting to enjoy his company — that is, when she forgets about the past eight years of her life.)

(Or, maybe, she thinks, as she lies down on her bed, watching the bubbles on her phone pop up and disappear over and over again, she knows that disagreeing with Roger will extend their conversation.)

Roger: james is always like that tho

Lily: really? he’s been pretty good lately i thought

Roger: always wants things his way

Roger: idk i shouldn’t be talking about this

Lily: lol

Roger: it’s just that ur nice to talk to

(Roger’s never said that to her before. She wonders if it’s because she really is nice to talk to, or if it’s because she’s just there.)

Lily: lol thanks

Roger: and i feel like i can trust you

(He’s never said that to her before, either. They’ve never really spoken about non-yearbook related things. She doesn’t understand why he’s suddenly acting like they’re friends. She can’t say she doesn’t enjoy the familiarity — this is Roger, after all, and any relationship gain with him is a good one — but she feels blindsided. It was October until people burst into her room telling her it’s Christmas, and now she’s just confused.)

Lily: yeah you can trust me

Roger: cool i’m glad

seen by Lily at 9:46pm (there’s nothing more to say).

***

Texts with Roger Davies, Tuesday, October 27th, 9:50pm

Roger: can i ask you a question

Lily: fire away

Roger: are you coming to the halloween thing this weekend

Lily: yeah was planning on it

Lily: why

Roger: cool maybe i’ll see you there

(Oh.)

(It’s Christmas morning in October. It’s Christmas morning in October.)

(Lily doesn't know much about high school relationships, hookups or otherwise, but she does know this: if a boy asks a girl if she's coming to a party, he did it for a reason. And that reason is usually not so that they can discuss the yearbook.)

Lily: yeah see you there

(There's nothing more to do but wait.)

part three

[genshinconfessions]

Really, REALLY random but

katheryne, did you ever do/consider doing hand lettering/calligraphy? I just noticed that I think your hand writing might lend itself to that in a way.

I started doing it some months back and I've been enjoying it (and improving my horrendous handwriting, thank god, I swear I was worse than Xingqui is said to be lol). Ig what made me think of it was the Cereal post thing? Your writing looks pretty fluid and smooth, I could imagine if you used a fountain pen for example, it could look super nice?

-Seelie :)

seelie istg

everyone i've ever met says the exact same thing LOL

i'm like 'it's illegible' and they're like 'shhh it's pretty'

i did have a brief obsession with fountain pens back a few semesters ago (still do but i don't usually write on paper good enough for fountain pen ink + cleaning up is messy) so you got that right ;)

(here's a pic from ye olde fountain pen era:

literally looks the same as if i used a normal pen but it's the thought that counts, ain't it? it also might be because the paper was special fountain pen paper so it didn't bleed or anything.)

and the reason i developed this sort of handwriting anyway was because... #formergiftedkidthings haha my brain usually works faster than my hand. even now, it still does, or maybe at the same speed, but the point is, if i write clearly/separately, i can't get things down fast enough.

and i hate standard cursive so it became this... pseudo-cursive thing LOL.

i actually always wanted to write chinese calligraphy, but the only chance i had (when i was very small), i didn't take it seriously since i was, well, small. then, afterwards, i just never got the chance again :(

i am glad you like my handwriting tho 😘 and i'm glad you're enjoying calligraphy!! feel free to show us some lettering if you ever feel comfy enough :O

- katheryne from liyue

[txmxkis]

6, 9, 13 lol, 32, and 35 for the weird asks!!! - araaaaa

yayyy!!!

6. what blogs do you mostly interact with?

i am trash at interacting with people on here even if i want to be friends with them cause i just assume that i'm annoying so like... jus you n our little group jenfjsjnd.... if we're just talking about blogs i follow then they're mostly fanfic n fanart blogs

9. which do you prefer, cotton candy or funnel cake?

FUNNEL CAKE!!!!! cotton candy is yummy but... funnel cake...... *dreamy sigh*

13. can we be friends?

you're hilarious. as if we aren't already friends my child, my love, my little one <3

32. do you write better with a pen or a pencil?

uhh... my handwriting is not the best either way, but i think with a pen?

35. a school subject your good with?

hmm... well i feel like i'm pretty good with the psychology and criminal justice classes that i'm in right now if i could manage to do homework, i think i'm also pretty good at chemistry but the last time i did that was in high school.... and math even though i don't love it fuck trigonometry tho

weird asks because i'm bored

[nso-csi]

200916 Midnight Idol - TAEMIN

Ha Sungwoon and Taemin talking about how Taemin was going to guest on the radio since a long time ago and he promised about it but things got delayed so finally Taemin's here now! HS: Taemin hyung you're so cool. I still remember long time ago we were talking about vocal/singing theory for almost 3 hours. We were talking about it in a car. T: Ah! I remember, I was talking about vocal projection~ HS: Yeah that's right~! Taemin said he needs to do broadcast with other people because it's hard for him to do it by himself. HS: But you're funny tho! T: Really? HS: Yeah, I saw you on Knowing Bro. You've changed now~! T: Ah thank you 6v6 Taemin said he had a lot of fun while preparing for his solo album. HS: Oh photocard! It's pretty! Your handwriting is similar to mine~ not that good with handwriting (lol) T: Yeah ㅋㅋ but I did it the way I want~ with sincerity 6v6 Taemin was talking about his 1 day 1 meal diet. T: I really had so much fun when watching movie trailer. Meanwhile watching mv (with the same length) sometimes I got bored. So I wanted to make a music video that's fun to watch and filled with a good storyline. HS said he admires how Taemin could promote since such young age with a hard environtment so he thought he should look up to Taemin and learn a lot from him. T: I wanted to be acknowledge among music critics. HS: Me too! There's always a difference between music critics and public's standard, right? T: Yeah true! HS: But for me, my no 1 goal is to get acknowledge by hyung! T: Hey, ofc I (already) acknowledge you! HS: This time it's more difficult than Move! What's in your mind while dancing Move? T: I thought of the lyrics, like 'I will stole your heart' HS: Ah really? But it's so difficult, I haven't seen anyone do it like you. Nobody could show the same feeling as you hyung!

HS asked Taemin to show his 'sensual' expression. Taemin did it but HS went "Actually that's kinda cute". T: Haha yeah 6v6 HS: But it'll be different again when you're on stage!

Fan: You knew your Move performance at the Fashion Week is still going around and hot till now, right? Can you choose which stage you think is the best? T: Ah.. it's hard to choose since I did many stages (...) HS talking about Taemin's Door perf at MAMA. Taemin chose his MAMA stage when he performed Guess Who + Soldier. Fan: How are you when you're angry? Did you get angry often? HS: I think I don't remember Taemin getting angry often nor showing his feeling when he's annoyed. Um.. I saw Kai hyung being annoyed more often. For Taemin hyung I think you're just complaining when you get frustrated. HS: Now that you're doing solo & I'm a solo too, I wanna tell you that I was jealous when you performed w/ Jimin. (HS wants to collab with Taemin too) T: Ah really? HS: Yeah and maybe you don't know this but Jimin was really a fan of you, and then after that I introduce him to you. cr.: littlefreak0923

Taemin said that he is busy nowadays so he can’t watch movies but the most recent movie series he watched was ‘Before Sunrise’ and ‘Before Sunset  cr.