#ng through the tags that are left its so so fun

[kiruyeen]

I dont like the automatic tumblr post thats made so Im making my own

shout out to @stormbreaker101 for singlehandedly bringing me all the way up to 3000 reblogs by interacting with my stickfigure stuff. cheers mate o/

[halfbakedspuds]

Thanks so much to @honeybewrites for the tag!

WIP Questionnaire tag

Ya know what? Let's do this for 11 Past Midnight.

What's the first part of your WIP you created?

Actually the setting itself. 11 Past Midnight takes place in the same universe as Children of the Stars, just several centuries earlier (before humanity got its collective shit together). Originally the 'Fall of Earth' as this period is referred to was just meant to be a fun little worldbuilding thing, but then I realised the story potential it holds.

And boy, 11 Past Midnight is shaping up to tell the story of a very important part of the lore.

If your story was a TV show, what would the intro be?

'Wherever I may roam' by Metallica would both have some symbolic value to it, and would fit the whole 'Heavy Metal Apocalypse' vibe of the setting.

Alternatively: 'Odyssey' by The Flight could also work quite nicely given that it's a song Kat actually plays in the story from time to time and that holds some significance to her.

What are your favourite characters you have made and why?

Yekatarina 'Kat' Mezhova has definitely been the most fun to write purely because she's (and excuse my wording) FUCKING UNHINGED.

I've never really written a protagonist like this before so I'm definitely having a lot of fun just writing the crazy things she gets up to by being herself.

What other pieces of media do you think your fanbase would share?

I think any fans of Mad Max and the first two Metro games would probably like 11 Past Midnight.

Actually some Star Trek and Star Trek: NG fans might be drawn to the whole 'show up, find x, help, and leave' setup of the series as Kat and Artur find holdouts of humanity in the wasteland and try to help them for whatever reason.

What has been the biggest struggle with you WIP?

Research. The majority of the story takes place across Siberia, and figuring out what life is like there and what their cultures are so I can extrapolate for a setting that's both post nuclear and post total ecological collapse has been... interesting, to put it lightly.

Also actually having to put my knowledge of geographic systems to use to figure out the climate of this brave and hellish new world.

Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

Actually that's a major part of the setting: humanity's mistakes killed off everything. In many places you can't even breathe the air unless you've found a little pocket where plants have somehow survived the collapse, and the only things left in the wasteland are the hardiest things: Humans, Roaches, and Tartigrades.

In about ten years, the Empire will be formed, and in a century a madwoman by the name of Doctor Kalmyk Balkhyr will create the Eden project to clean up Earth and will resurrect about 80% of the species that went extinct during the Fall, but for the time being: Earth is dead.

I mean by some metrics, Artur can be considered an animal (given that he gets mistaken for a mutant) but that's a bit iffy of a statement to make.

How do your characters travel/get around?

Kat is a driver for an old Supply Rig that saw action in the Ruso-Siberian war just before the world ended. Although she's not nearly old enough to have fought in that conflict, her grandfather did, and she inherited the Rig from her mother who inherited it from him.

The Rig can best be described as a truck designed to slog it through snow, mud, and those weird sub-terranean ice-sheets of northern Siberia and provide a living space for two or three people for months at a time, as well being decently defendable if attacked.

Most of the story takes place either in the rig while on the road, or trying to get the rig back on the road, so it's the most common source of transport by far for our protagonists

What part of your WIP are you working on right now?

'Episode' one (idk if it's still called that in a written medium), basically just establishing why Kat and Artur are travelling across the Siberian wasteland and why they're sticking together.

What aspects/tropes do you think will draw your audience in?

Probably the trope of an Odyssey, maybe even a stranger in a strange place.

What are your hopes for your WIP?

Mostly just that people will read it. I'll probably just post the parts on Tumblr because it's not really set up to be written as a publishable book

Open tag for anyone that wants it!

[vidavalor]

<<With this whole disgusting situation with gaiman, I’ve honestly come to realize that…he hardly does anything for the show.>>

Yes. Louder for the people in the back, my friend. Even before the accusations he was, by far, the least appealing part of all of this.

Don't feel guilty-- you did nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong with an author engaging with their fanbase online a bit and it's even business-savvy but not in the way that he did it. Good Omens is a pretty unique fanbase because of how it spans generations and has been around for a long time. Even though I'm comparatively newer to it than others here, I'm in the camp of being with some of the older (not old lol, just older) people here and I think maybe it's being a bit older that led me to look at how he chose to engage with a bit of a raised eyebrow.

For example, we need to talk at the fact that his stated rationale for why you aren't supposed to tag him with your theories and fics is complete bullshit...

At first, when I found out that he had a Tumblr account, I thought what most of you did-- that it was a fun, fairly unique thing, even in an era of 'we've seen every author's house on Zoom since the pandemic'-type of engagement. I checked it out and started reading through some of his Good Omens Asks replies. Between those and just being around here on Tumblr for a bit and seeing him popping up in people's threads and finding posts that aren't tagged to him and kind of creeping on them a bit, I found myself really put off from his attitude in these replies. You can tell that most of the people asking him questions are relatively young by how some of the questions are worded and I felt like he was a jerk in a lot of the responses. I'm pretty sarcastic myself but this went beyond that-- this was being a dick to kids. Many of the young people reading his work and his posts admired him and I believe that older adults have a responsibility to support younger ones so that left a bad taste in my mouth.

He's not the first author to be an asshole by any stretch of the imagination lol but think about it for a moment here: here's a guy who has had success and who predominantly writes for young adults who is allowing young writers to directly engage with him online about his works and his attitude in many of the posts was too sarcastic and, at times, even a bit mean. These are mostly basically kids that he's replying to and after seeing that a bit, you start to realize that he's a grown ass man who honestly doesn't need to be having *this* level of engagement with his fanbase to still be seen as engaged and accessible... so, why is he?

The rampant, unchecked ego on display. He seemed to revel in the fact that people would jump on his every word. That's just the start of the stuff that shocked me, though... ever notice how he uses his platform on Tumblr to publicly feud with Amazon?

I'm not trying to say I love Amazon lol-- I'm pointing out how fucking unprofessional his comments have been. If a company is doing something so horrible that you'd be labeled a whistleblower for exposing it then no one with a conscious is going to blame you for blowing that whistle. That's doing the right thing. But that's not the stuff he's talking about with Amazon. He's publicly complaining about the budgets. He's publicly disparaging Amazon at every opportunity.

This is literally dissing your boss in public because, make no mistake, Amazon is his boss. Amazon doesn't actually need NG to make Good Omens. Good Omens is actually owned by its publishing houses, who have sold the rights to make it to Amazon. The publishing houses retain the right to do so and they could and can do so without author approval. NG can't actually stop his publishers or Amazon from the process, even if he wanted to, because the publishing houses own GO. The reason why he's on the project is because his name is on the book (and because he's built himself a shield of a little online fandom... see what I'm saying about his motivations for doing so a bit here?) ...but, with his reputation taking a hit, if all of the other parties involved decide it would be better for them if he wasn't involved, they are the ones that really have control over Good Omens. They can make the decision to fire him from Good Omens. (Same goes for those involved with The Sandman, etc..).

NG knows that. It looks to me like he was using his platform here to drum up anti-Amazon sentiment in the fanbase so that we'd see him as essential if they tried to fire him. He's trying to make it so that we'd see Amazon as screwing the fanbase and demand that he stay... which all smacks of the behavior of a guy who thinks Amazon might toss him if they had grounds enough to say his behavior violated his contract.

Which smacks of the behavior of a man who knows that his days are numbered because, one of these days, he's going to wake up to the first of the women coming forward and then everything will be over for him. His only and really pitiable line of defense is arguing that he can't be fired because "the people won't watch the show if it's not me at the helm of it" which lol ok dude✌️

But that's actually not even the only scummy behavior I saw on here... the 'don't show him your theories' thing? Yeah, that is just as bad... It's complete and utter bullshit, btw. Let me explain why...

Let's say I write a story. It's fiction and all my own work. I've made up the characters and the world and every part of it myself so it is my own intellectual property. Let's then say that I show this story to another writer before I publish all of it myself and the other writer decides to steal it. They change a character name and a couple of words or two but it's otherwise the same story. They put their name on it and publish it as their own. If I can prove that the story is mine through some sort of paper trail-- bits of it emailed to someone else, a doc history online, someone else I showed it to who can back me up and say it's mine... anything along these lines-- I can sue the person who stole my story for intellectual property theft, even if I had not yet filed to formally copyright the story as my own.

How can I do this? Because I own every bit of the work with no other complications. It's mine.

But let's say that, instead, I write a theory about Good Omens S3 or that I write a fanfic that is a version of what could happen in S3 and I post that theory or that fic here on Tumblr ahead of S3 being made. Let's say that, when I post this theory or fic here, I @'d NG or tagged him or tagged Amazon Studios-- or even did all three of those things.

Then, let's say that S3 airs and it turns out that I was really, really right about it-- something like 90% or more right. Finally, let's then say that I'm a crazy person lol who decides that because I guessed a tv show plot correctly and because I showed those ideas to NG online and then they showed up in the show, I am going to sue NG and Amazon for plagiarism. In doing so, I would be claiming that the ideas are mine and that they stole them from me.

Do you know how far I'd get with this?

Nowhere.

Do you know why?

Because I don't own Good Omens.

I don't own Crowley & Aziraphale. I don't own the show and I don't work for it. No one stole my idea because, legally, it's not my idea to be had.

This is why no one who writes fanfic is ever going to be able to sue the writer(s) of the IP for which they're writing fanfic over intellectual property theft. Good Omens could literally take a fanfic you wrote and film it, word-for-word, plot-point-by-plot-point, if they wanted to and call it theirs and you do not have any legal ground to stand on if you were to sue them because they own the story, not you. It's their playground and they're letting you come over and play in the sandbox.

Technically, fanfic and fanart is actually illegal. Back in the old days, some studios and publishing houses actually went after fanfic writers for violating copyright by making art using the studios and publishing houses' copyrighted material. Unless you're someone making tens of thousands of dollars a year right now selling, I don't know, t-shirts of your own design for a fandom in the MCU, the lawyers aren't going to knock on your door. They don't care anymore because, in the era of online engagement, they realize that it winds up alienating fanbases if they target those trying to just have some fun with it and the reward of allowing them to have that fun greatly outweighs the cost of going after them for it.

Mah point is that they own the IP in question. Theories and fanfic and fanart are creative works made using their intellectual property so you cannot actually sue them for stealing your idea because it's their ideas that you stole to write the idea in the first place. You don't own the ideas-- they do.

There's also the lunacy of NG saying that showing your theories and fanfic to him would mean he can't use those ideas in S3. Mathematically, there are only so many ways that even the most surprising story can go. There are some of us sitting here on Tumblr who have already written theories that are at least partially correct about where S3 is heading. It's just math at this point. Even with the "don't tag or ask Neil about this theory" stuff, he's inevitably already seen theories on here that are going to be proven correct come S3. I really doubt any lawyer working for Amazon is losing a wink of sleep over this.

To consider why, think of other fandoms for tv shows you have been a part of or are a part of currently... have you ever seen anything like NG's request in those fandoms?

You haven't, have you?

I'll give you an example of just how few fucks a major studio gives about people involved in production learning about fan theories or seeing fanfiction...

A friend of mine and I met in another fandom that recently celebrated 20 years. This fandom basically created online engagement in the pre-social media, pre-streaming eras when it first started. It's widely credited with being the original binge tv show. Producers, directors, writers and acting talent were and are all involved online with the fanbase. They hold podcasts and Zoom roundtables with fans where they have 1:1 direct conversations with members of their audience. They actively seek out what it is that you might like to see happen in the series and what you think might happen, based on the story already. The fanbase has brought back characters and changed some story as a result of this engagement. I've had two, different executive producers of the show like and comment on what I thought would-- and directly said I hoped would-- happen in a then-upcoming season of the show. Not because I requested them but because I happened to be correct about where the story was going, those things happened in the future. At no point did lawyers for those producers or the show itself reach out to me, thinking that I was going to sue. No one was worried about that in the least. It was just earlier this year, that some of the network executives were even in the Zoom as well-- and, again, this is for the fanbase of this show. No one from legal cares because the know that the fans don't own the IP so no plagiarism lawsuit could ever really be effectively mounted.

At no point were any of these veteran filmmakers, actors and writers all 'oh no don't tell me your theory because then we'll have to do something different!'... it is the complete opposite of that. They wanted to know. They still do. They're excited about our engagement. This has been the attitude I've seen in every other fandom, with any other person involved in production that is engaging with that show's audience. They aren't worried about opening themselves up to legal issues. They're just having fun engaging with the people who like their work.

Michael Sheen and David Tennant own Staged, right? It's their IP. Is there a request on Sheen's Xwitter telling you not to send him your ideas for a Staged S4 because then he'd never be able to use them if they were to make it? Nope. Is there a message saying that he's involved with Good Omens' production so he can't read your theories or fanfic so please don't send it to him? lololol girl...

I'm pretty sure that man has actually read your all fanfic and left you kudos under his secret username by this point and, even if he's only joking about it, he's at least fine with joking about it without it being a whole legal issue for him or the studios because it isn't one. None of you would get anywhere if you sued because you sent your theory to Michael Sheen online and then your theory came true because you don't own Staged or Good Omens or anything else with which he's involved. He knows that and so does everyone involved in other shows with online fandoms with whom they're engaging.

I don't know for a fact why NG has been telling you not to tag him your Good Omens theories and fanfic but I do know that it would seem very unlikely that it has fuck all to do with whether or not he can use those ideas in GO S3. I feel like the fact that, since virtually no one else is doing things like this, it might be safer to consider the idea that he has-- rightly or wrongly-- quietly been accused of plagiarism himself in the past and he's trying to cover his ass... and also, perhaps, the darker possibility as well...

Asking you not to leave a digital paper trail linking him to something you've written is asking you make it easier for him to continue to peruse the fandoms of his works and potentially take any idea he might like and use in his own original work outside of that fandom.

Because while you'd get nowhere suing him for stealing your idea about his own work, you could get somewhere if you, say, wrote a long, very plotty Crowley & Aziraphale fanfic or a wildly innovative theory about Good Omens that wasn't actually correct for what's happening in Good Omens but would make a pretty killer story in its own right... if you did that and tagged Gaiman and he used to write a brand new, non-Good Omens work... if you noticed that new work as being your own ideas, you might actually have something of a legal case against him.

Not a particularly strong one but maybe something of one and, if you were to sue and that were to get out, just the idea of it alone could be damaging to him.

If you never tagged him, though... you can't legally prove that he ever saw it.

It means that he's free to take what he likes.

It would not shock me if this all gets worse and now that these women have opened the floodgates against him, we also eventually hear from people in, idk, writing classes or something, who feel like he stole their work.

Again, to be very clear: I do not know this for a fact.

I just cannot express how rare and bizarre that request not to tag him is and where there's smoke? There's usually fire.

Okay I lied I do have something else to say about the neil gaiman allegations

Do NOT drag Terry Prachett into this. I haven’t seen anyone do so myself yet, but I’m sure someone probably will and it disgusts me.

And also, stop giving neil all the credit for everything. If there’s one thing I’ve noticed, it’s that the GO fandom gives neil WAY too much credit. I’m even guilty of this. But it isn’t right and it absolutely isn’t fair to Terry Prachett or anyone else who was worked so hard on the show. People only give neil so much credit because he is alive to answer questions about GO and talk about how it was written while Terry Prachett unfortunately no longer can.

Sorry that this isn’t very well articulated it just was something that came to mind and made me very upset. Hope this makes sense.

[guava-jarritos]

well today was... certainly a day

[thesolotomyhan]

ramon arellano felix as a dad would include

a/n: heyy mis carinos youre favorite clown is back with something none of you guys asked yet here i am sharing this with you all i was soft but also because i havent written anything for my arellano boys in a minute and i got inspired wow anyways i hope you guys enjoy my desmadre

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ok right off i want to mention ME MUERO imagining ramon with the mini versions of himself

like he would be the fun dad thats always playing with his kids and always wanting to be around them constantly :(

but also my heart hurts imagining this ball of emotions being so happy about having kids with you

like i cant with the thought of him in the very moment you tell him youre pregnant-

like this soft ass moment where hes just in disbelief,, holding your face- “embarazada? de verdad princesa?”

i just- him being so excited,, wanting to hear you say it again and again before he picks you up from so much excitement :((

wow would not even hold back before hes already walking you both over to announce it to all his siblings :(

and like enedina would be the most excited because you know she would :( and i just have a feeling dina is going to go all the fucking way to be the consentida aunt :((

wow? um she definitely gives me the vibes of her always being around you to make sure your ok,, making sure you and her little niece/nephew have everything available to you within arms reach-

because she adores you with mon :(

but also ramon being constantly worried about you when hes not with you even tho he knows youre the safest person breathing in mexico

and because he knows dina is there with you all the time puts him a little at ease-

like omg if something,, even the slightest look,, happens to you or your kid, he would shoot up all of tijuana becasue no one touches his familia- his overprotectiveness goes through the roof- i

i am crying at the thought of him always kneeling down and talking to your stomach,, like that is a daily thing he does all the time-

like :(( imagine him doing it right after you told him your pregnant or something :( i-

no but also because the very fucking moment he knew about his kids existence in you,, he would give up his crack usage :/

todo porque he wants to be the best dad figure for his kids :((

like he vows to that shit even more once he had his kid in his arms- excuse me let me go cry,,

im sorry this is supposed to be a dad hc yall im starting to get carried away-

BUt WOw i cant even explain the way i go soft imagining this cabron as a dad with his kids :((

because you know what i thought of that first came to mind?

UM NIEVE DATES WITH HIS KIDS ANYONE???

where he for sure would always give into them whenever they ask if they can get some ice cream for breakfast or something-

he would probably have his kids pinky promise to him to not tell you anything about skipping meals just to have an ice cream cone :((

and like having them happily eating their ice cream while he picks them up and sets them on his hip :((((

i am sorry,, but you cannot tell me park visits are not a thing right after having ice cream:(

like the thought of him pushing his kids on the swing set :(( or going on the slide with them is breaking my heart- :((

but ramon also being extra af with protectiveness with his kids :(

like him making sure everything and anything that could hurt his kids in anyway,, hes moving his kids away from them-

:(would make sure his mens guns and his own guns are away from his kids sights-

and moving a whole bunch of dangerous things away like in hard to reach places so his babies dont even get the glimpse of danger :((

all because he would never forgive himself if something he could have prevented hurts his ninos :(wow

:((((( AH he would love styling his kids hair all the TIME

omg i fucking cant at the thought of him having a daughter and loving to braid or putting his daughters hair in these little pigtails??? :(((

like him sitting her on his lap in the morning,, the both of them watching some kids show on the tv as hes just gently as fucking possible brushing her hair out :((( why do i do this to my s e lf

and he would like,, give her a little kiss to his ninas head like “mi princesa hermosa,, la mas guapa de la casa” :( WOW

or if he has a son,, the mini fucking version of him and dressing him up in those pinshis camisas :((

im just- holding in my tears imagining ramon being the dad that would love to bathe his kids :((

and like him having all these toys for them too,, playing with them all the time just to make his kids laugh-

fuckk- he would definitely do that cute shit where he would gather bath bubbles in his hands and place them on top of his kids hair :(( no one look at me

him def being the dad to like,, burrito wrap his kids in towels after their baths :(( carrying them around the house while they dry :(((

bro? picking out their clothes?? for them to wear?? because he has style??? :((((( im sorry

would always be seen walking around with his kids sitting on top of his shoulders when theyre old enough-

like my mon is a toll bby and his kids love getting upsies from him beacuse of that :(

wow would this one loving blowing all his fucking money if it means his kids have the best birthday party in all of mexico even if its like their first birthday loL

just christmas and birthdays especially being a mf highlight for him because he buys so much presents for them to have

decorating the house from top to bottom,, every year it’s somehow better than the last-

ok but also him buying everything and anything for his kids when he’s out with them

like before his kid even finishes their sentence that they want some car toy on the shelf

his ass is already shoving it into the cart because his little angels will get ANYTHING their little hearts desire ok?

i laugh because you probably scold him at times that he’s spoiling them too much

but he’s always on defense like “mi amor,, dime como les puedo decir que no a estas caritas preciosas????” :(( like low key tho he loves consintiendo his kids because he cant help it :(

oh my god??? you know what just attacked my mind that it made me start bawling??

the fact that mi ramon would love dancing nortenas with his kid/ daughter :((((((((

OR THE FACT THAT HE WOuld love taking you to bailes-

dancing with you all pegaditos to banda or nortenas,,, tu by los elegantes de jerez anyone??

AND HAVING HIS FUCKING KID IN BETWEEN THE TWO OF YOU :(((

im definitely not in the club crying my soul out at the thought of him kissing the top of his kids head and then you-

his stupid smile and heart eyes as he leans his forehead on yours and tells you “como te adoro princesa, por darme la mejor bendicion de mi vida” :(( someone pls come hug me

no :( i swear all i do is hurt myself because get this-

like do you guys remember when miguel angel killed off mi amor gueritos family?? holy shit could you imagine the way ramon would go fucking frantic to make sure that doesnt happen to his own family :(((

i kid you not he would go through anything to make sure you and his kids dont even get a single little piece of hair touched-

like im almost positive ,, family man ramon would fucking THREATEN to the max if miguel angel even looks or breathes in tijuanas direction-

wOW like when all the plazas got together and left in s2

and miguel angel saying some shit like “con cuidadito eh,, dicen que en tijuana anda bien peligroso,, no quiero que nada le pasa a esa hermosa familia que tienes, ramon”- ALL FUCKI NG SMUG WHILE MIGUEL THREATEN S HIM AND THE TJ BOYS FOR LEAVNI G-

good god- and ramon not hesitating for a second to try and pull his gun out,, all heated- im sorry for bringing that thought up

but overall just such a soft, overprotective family dad whos always going to be there making you and his kids as happy as possible :((

[itsgottabeyoo-ngs]

Saturday Morning Sunshine (M)

Jung Hoseok Oneshot

••�� Author: @itsgottabeyoo-ngs

••☾Summary: Early mornings weren’t normally this fun. You found yourself thanking the heavens for his 6 am dance practices, if they meant you got to be on the receiving end of the expert control he had of his hips and his never-faltering stamina. ~Morning sex with sleepy, mischievous, Hobi~

••☾ Pairing(s): J-hope-Jung Hoseok/Reader

••☾ Word Count: 3.27k

••☾ Rating: 18+

••☾ A.N: A very special thank you to @pinknamjoon for beta-ing this for me, your thoughts and suggestions are so valuable to me (as are you hehe)! 💕

Happy early birthday to one of my babes, @junghoseokit, I hope this is as enjoyable for you to read as it was for me to write 😍

Thank you as always to my other loves, @dariangarcia and @ilikemesometaetaes, without you, I'd have little inspo and a lot more stress. I love you all so much, thank you for all your support and kindness. 💜☺️💜

••☾ Tags: Smut | Established Relationship!au | J-hope/Jung Hoseok!au | Lazy Morning!au | PWP

••☾ Warnings: unprotected sex, light breathplay, light overstimulation, oral (f receiving), fluff (it’s hobi how could i not), soft dom hoseok, fingering

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The sun danced across the room lazily, rays peeking through the blinds and finding their way onto the light grey sheets. Hobi stirred in bed, moving enough to wake you from your slumber.

Eyes still adjusting to the lighting coming through the window, you reached over him carefully to grab your phone and check the time.

7:34

It was still early for this particular Saturday morning. Normally, he’d have to be out of bed by six am for dance practice. However, today was one of their rare days off, and the two of you had planned on staying in and having a lazy day together-something that neither of you often got to do.

You stretched your legs and yawned as you set your phone next to you in bed, moving back under the covers and sinking back into the little spoon position, his arm naturally draping over you and pulling you in closer by your waist.

You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply, content and warm in his embrace. You shuddered involuntarily as his fingers fell onto your chest and grazed your nipple through your silk sleep dress.

You turned and threw your head back to see if he was awake, expecting to find him with a smirk plastered all over his face. Instead, you were met with eyes gently closed under wisps of light brown hair and plush lips parted, letting small breaths slip through as you watched with a smile on your face.

You settled back into your spot and closed your eyes again, planning on sleeping for another hour- or two.

Just as your thoughts began to wander and you felt yourself sinking heavier into dreamland, you were brought back to reality with a warm tickling sensation on the back of your neck.

“Hobi,” you whined, turning onto your back to look at him.

“Hmm,” He hummed in response, eyes still closed, his breaths coming out just as slowly and heavily as before.

He must still be asleep. You thought to yourself, watching his chest rise and fall at a steady pace.

Just as you were about to turn around and try falling asleep again, his hand found your waist again and pulled you back flush against him. He let out a low hum of satisfaction into your neck, you couldn’t help but shudder as the vibrations travelled through your body.

“Mmmm,” Hobi breathed into your shoulder, placing light kisses onto your exposed skin, “you’re so warm.”

You melted into his touch, pressing back and trying to make as much contact with him as possible, wanting to feel his warmth envelop you as well, but instead feeling a very prominent erection that couldn’t have just formed over the last minute.

“I knew you weren’t sleeping, you little trickster. Trying to seduce me and feign innocence,” You quipped, a sly smile forming over your lips as you spoke.

He let out a defeated sigh and chuckled, “Ah, so you figured out my evil plan all too early.”

God, how you loved his morning voice, deep and groggy, with a hint of mischief.

“So, does that mean it failed?” He asked innocently, pressing himself against you and tightening his hold on your waist.

“Failure would imply that I’m not equally affected, would it not?” You mused, wanting to tease him as he had teased you.

“So,” Hobi started, stopping his light as feather kisses on your skin and dragging his hand up your side, exposing your skin, “what you’re saying is, all it takes from me is a simple touch here or there,” He cupped your breast for a second before slowly dragging his hand up to your neck, “a light tickle behind your ear,” His hand pulled your neck closer to his mouth as he whispered the next part into your ear, “and you’re already dripping for me?” He ended his question with a nibble on your earlobe, making you shakily let out a breath you had been holding.

“Is what I’ve understood correct?” He purred into your ear. You felt yourself sinking into his touch, all cheeky remarks you had ready suddenly turned to mush as you struggled to form a response. You hadn’t expected him to turn it over on you so quickly.

“I’m going to need an answer, kitten, or I’ll just have to find out for myself.” You let out a small whimper at his words, unable to contain it, taken aback by his brazen words and actions. You felt a pool of warmth spreading between your legs as he moved his hand up and tightened his grip on your jaw ever so slightly, turning your face to meet his.

“What’ll it be?” His tone was rough, but his eyes were soft and lidded with the same sleepiness his voice couldn’t shake.

“Yes,” you managed to squeak out.

“Hmmm,” He considered your response, “Not as convincing as I’d like it to be. I think I’ll just have to investigate myself.” He said as he threw the light sheet in the air to slink farther down the bed, resting his hands on your thighs and laying his head on your lower stomach.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you looked down at him nuzzling against your skin, pretending to fall asleep again as the sheet fell gently back over him, leaving only his face visible.

“Shhh,” Hobi brought his left hand up to grab on to your hand resting beside you, “I’m trying to sleep, I just got this amazing, new pillow. It's so comfy.” He nuzzled his head lower, and you instinctively squeezed your thighs together at the sudden contact.

You felt him smile before you saw it, “Someone’s sensitive this morning,” He teased as he started tracing circles around the most sensitive parts of your inner thighs.

A whimper was dragged from your throat as you finally felt fingers where you needed them most, slipping under your sheer nightgown to rub gently, teasingly at your clit.

“No underwear, baby?” He questioned, obviously pleased with his discovery, “What a naughty girl.” Your thighs tensed against his chest, wanting to move so badly, but you couldn’t, not pinned under his weight like this.

“Please Hobi,” you whined, unable to take his teasing any longer, “Please.”

“You’re so polite in the morning kitten, I suppose I should give you what you want, huh?” He asked lazily, taking his fingers off your clit and moving down to collect some of your wetness from your folds, running his hand through them and placing light kisses on your thigh.

The feeling of his fingers finally entering you was unparalleled, the intrusion unyielding as your body moved on its own, hips rocking to meet him in time with his gentle thrusts. He started slowly, crooking them up inside you, rubbing at the spot that he knew made you tremble and focusing his attention there. You cried out and writhed, body twisting every way as he skillfully drew out your pleasure from you.

Seeing the effect his fingers had on you, he began to speed up and you couldn’t help but shiver, feeling your high approaching quickly, flooding your body with heat. “I-I’m close,” you breathed out, eyes shutting tight in pleasure as you continued to chase your high.

“Now tell me,” He purred, as he removed his fingers from inside of you, “Why would I have you cum on my fingers when I could have you cum around my cock instead?”

He sat up, pulling the sheet down, and bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking and licking off your arousal without a single ounce of shame on his face, grinning down at you, taking note of how your eyes remained fixed on his fingers.

You moaned at the sight, shaken by his sudden change in demeanour from when he had started to tease you, even his comments becoming bolder and more authoritative.

“Now be a good girl and ride me, won’t you?” He asked sweetly, laying down next to you and pulling your face to his for a deep and sensual kiss. If you hadn’t heard his words correctly, you would have thought he was just asking for a simple favour, his tone of voice so chipper and innocent, but his actions proved otherwise as he pulled your leg over him so you were straddling him.

You broke away from the kiss and sat upright, putting your hands on his chest as you worked your hips down further until your entrance was right on top of his hardened cock.

You slowly moved your hips to grind against him, earning a moan as he threw his head back and reached his hands out to grip your ass tightly.

You shimmied out of his grip and pulled your nightdress off with ease, throwing it to the other side of the room as you looked back down to his face, fully taking control of the situation--or so you thought.

He looked up at you with a lustful gaze, all hints of playfulness gone-now replaced with calculated passion.

He brought his hand up, grabbing at your breast harshly, massaging the flesh, and taking your nipple between the pads of his fingers and working it to a hard point. Humming as if pleased at how quickly your body reacted to his touch, he moved on to the other one, repeating the same motions and earning a stream of quiet mewls from you, unable to hold them in. He used his other hand to grip your ass and keep you from squirming, though with only one hand it didn’t stop you much.

You couldn’t control your movements as you sunk onto him, grinding your hips against him again, feeling the head of his cock tease your entrance. You watched him with lidded eyes as he stared up at you, eyes glazed over in sleepiness and passion. Just when you thought you’d be setting the pace, his attention snaps back and his eyes darkened once more.

“Fuck-” You let slip out. With a grunt of effort, he let go of your breast and grabbed at your hips to lift you up while slotting himself against your folds and pushing himself inside.

“Baby, you feel so good stretched out for me like this,” He admitted, stilling inside as you sunk down onto him, breathing heavily as you grew accustomed to his length.

When you finally got used to the feeling, you experimentally swivelled your hips in a figure-eight motion, watching as his muscles contracted at the sudden sensation. Gaining confidence, you lifted yourself up and came back down onto him, leaning forward to claw at his chest, sending shivers throughout his whole body. He hissed at the contact and lifted his hips to meet yours.

Your hips moved in tandem, each pushing closer to the pleasure that you were both so desperately chasing. Finding a rhythm that felt so natural, the both of you lost in the feeling until he finally spoke up, breaking you out of your daze.

“Fuck, baby, just like that,” He watched you with eyes so intense it made you blush and falter in pace, hips stuttering as you moaned and clenched around him at his words.

You rocked your hips forward, leaning back as you continued to ride him, wanting to put on a show as you knew how much he loved watching your tits bounce from the force.

Your head fell back and your hair brushed at his thighs, the tickling sensation sending shivers throughout his body. Your breaths came out as pants, feeling him fill you up over and over again as you sank down onto him and shifted your hips back and forth.

“On your hands and knees, kitten,” He ordered, pulling you off of him and kneeling over you, his hungry gaze travelling up your body to land on your eyes-challenging you to disobey him.

You quickly obliged, turning around and letting him push into you, not needing time to adjust as you were already stretched out for him. With a satisfied growl, his hands reached out and found your shoulders, fingers digging in and using them to jerk you back onto his cock with every powerful thrust.

He continued with his relentless pace, forcing your arms to buckle and your front half to fall forward onto the bed. Instead of stopping, Hoseok grabbed your waist instead, the new angle and his lack of concern of your falling over made you let out a loud moan.

As he continued to pound into you, you found yourself thanking the heavens for his 6 am dance practices, if they meant you got to be on the receiving end of the expert control he had of his hips and his never-faltering stamina.

Just when you felt your release building inside you again, he changed positions, pulling you up by your shoulders, his body engulfing yours as he leaned down and licked a solid stripe up the side of your neck. In response you clenched, shaking from the sensation of cool air on your now wet neck as he breathed out onto you. His entire body was pressing against you, trailing his hand up your side to grip your chin between his fingers he pulled your head to the side to look you in the eyes.

“You’re so fucking tight for me baby, always feels so good. How do you do it, hmm?” He questioned, nipping at your exposed throat, causing you to hum in response, unable to keep yourself up with your own strength, relying completely on his grip to keep you upright.

Noticing your stance faltering, he brought one hand down to grab your hips, and the other wrapped loosely around the base of your neck, keeping you from falling forward.

You found yourself babbling unintelligibly, “more, please more, need more, don’t stop.” He laughed at this, releasing his grip from your waist and reaching around to trace the outside of your throbbing clit.

You couldn’t stop the harsh and strangled moan that tumbled out of your mouth as you arched your back and gave in to the delicious stimulation of his fingers on your clit as he fucked into you hard, his hand still holding you up by your throat.

Pushing your hips back to meet each of his hungry thrusts, feeling him slipping even deeper inside you with every one, you felt yourself becoming undone, not knowing how much longer you could hold on. As if he could hear your thoughts, he leaned back down and nibbled at the back of your neck, a rumbling sound in his chest forming as he started to talk.

“Cum for me. Now, kitten.” He growled into your ear, squeezing the sides of your throat, gently enough not to hurt, but enough for the pressure and lack of blood to make you dizzy.

At those words, you felt your release bubble up at a blinding rate. The familiar coil in your belly warning you that you wouldn’t be holding anything back this time. It travelled through your toes all the way to the top of your head, eyes rolling back as your words escaped you, only able to let out small contented moans as it worked through you. The orgasm was powerful enough to leave you shuddering on the bed before going fully slack, drained, and slumping over, ass barely propped up enough for Hoseok to continue seeking his own release.

Warm tingles settled in your fingers, toes and chest in the aftermath as he continued to fuck you through it, not taking long himself to spill inside you, cumming with a low groan, collapsing on to you and holding you close to him, chest heaving as his breaths came out in pants.

He stayed pressed up against you burying his face into the back of your head as he collected himself. The both of you stayed like this for some time, your breaths matching each other with a heavy rise and fall of your chests.

You felt his weight shift off of you as he picked himself off of your back, breaking the comfortable silence with a sudden moan as your walls clenched around him, pulling back slowly and watching as his cum trickled down the inside of your thighs.

You tried to shut them together, the feeling of it running out of you making you self-conscious. Noticing that you were getting shy and trying to hide it, he quickly flipped you over and grabbed your thighs, spreading them open.

Before you could react or ask what he was doing, his mouth latched onto you, his tongue darting into your folds, collecting the hot liquid that was trickling out. After concentrating on gathering what he could from inside you, he lifted his head and licked down your thighs, cleaning up the mess you had made.

Your head felt light and dizzy, giving in to the feeling, still reeling from your intense orgasm just minutes before. Not able to form coherent words, you let out soft moans and quiet yelps when he targeted your overly sensitive clit.

Your legs were shaking, both from the pleasure and the overstimulation as he continued to lap up your juices mixed with his cum, the lewd sounds he made as he swirled his tongue around your clit, dipping down to lick a thick stripe from the bottom back up and flattening his tongue to cover you completely.

“Hobi,” You managed, hands buried in his hair and twisting his dark locks between your fingers-both pushing and pulling him away simultaneously, seeking more yet unable to handle it.

Lifting his head up he looked up at you, his face glistening with your arousal, “You taste so good with my cum inside you, kitten. I could eat you out for days.” He dove back into you, making it a point to moan deeply, sending the vibrations coursing through your body.

Without warning, a second orgasm ripped through you, making your gip on his hair tighten, causing him to moan into you once again. The added sensation of his moan causing you to buck wildly into him. He grabbed your hips and pushed them down onto the bed, not letting his tongue leave your entrance, greedily devouring everything you had left to give.

As you calmed down and came back to your senses, he lifted his head and released you from his strong grip. He made a point of licking his lips and stretching, letting an exaggerated yawn slip past his lips.

Finally satisfied with his work, he reclaimed his side of the bed, huffing as his body settled back into the mattress a shit-eating grin plastered on his face and he watched you gather the covers and bring them over your naked forms.

“Mmm,” he breathed out, pulling you onto his chest and placing light kisses at the top of your head, “I love you so much, y/n.”

You smiled and nuzzled your head up against him, wanting to be as close to him as possible, craving his touch, a different kind from just moments ago, but still as intoxicating.

“I love you too, Hobi,” You admitted bashfully, your mind still in a haze from your second unexpected orgasm, focusing on your breathing and listening to his racing heartbeat as you made yourself comfortable in his hold.

You looked over at the clock once more, the morning rays now lighting up all corners of the room leaving nothing in the shadows.

9:07

Maybe one more hour of sleep. You thought to yourself as you slowly drifted off to sleep, warm and content in the arms of the man you loved.

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Greetings, I’ve had this idea at the back of my mind for quite some time now. I finally got around to writing it, I hope you enjoy!

Comments or feedback greatly appreciated, this is my first oneshot release ☺️💜

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Dear No One - One Shot

SUMMARY | All your life, it always felt like something was missing. Every single day, in every action you did and in every place you went, it just always felt off. But maybe, just maybe, you aren’t the only one feeling this way...

PAIRING | Soobin X Reader

CATEGORY | soulmate au, distance, sadness, loneliness.

WORD COUNT | 2.6k

WARNINGS | none

SONG REC | Dear No One - Tori Kelly

I like being independent Not so much of an investment No one to tell me what to do

From a young age, you had always been on your own. From childhood to adulthood, it had always been that way. It wasn’t all bad, though, it was just something you got used to over time. It aided your independence, made you work hard and focus on things you needed to work on, and made you stronger. It was easy to get things done without distractions, and while all the other kids on the playground played tag with their crushes, or sat in the grass sharing secret pecks with eachother, you were inside, nosed buried in a book.

Being on your own was simple. No one controlling you, or annoying you with their demands. It was easy.

It was lonely sometimes, of course it was, but it was easy to push the feeling aside when you got older. When the longing feeling started getting easier to recognize, when it got easier to dismiss it.

It got easy to ignore it, but it was never easy to forget it.

I like being by myself Don't gotta entertain anybody else No one to answer to

“Are you sure you don’t want to go?” Your best friend asks you from the doorway a final time, watching you cross-legged on your bed, texbooks sprawled out in front of you.

“I’m sure.” You say, still highlighting a passage from your literature book.

“But... it’s the winter dance. And I heard Mark’s gonna be there!” She squeals, fixing her shiny lip gloss in her tiny phone screen reflection. It was just a middle school dance, and you could see right through it’s false appeal.

You just shake your head. You knew the feeling all too well. The guilt, the feeling of rejecting boys because as much as you tried, as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t be with them. Because, at the end of the day, it never felt right. They weren’t it. Nothing more to say about it.

“I hope you have a nice time,” You give your friend a small smile, “Slow dance with Mark for me.”

Your best friend gives you a sad look and then she’s off, brightly colored outfit flashing through the doorway. Your gaze lingers on where she just was, and then it drops back down to your work, your heart shattering noiselessly in your chest simultaneously. 

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold Someone to give me the jacket when its cold Got that young love even when we're old

“What are we doing to celebrate passing the calculus test?” Your best friend of countless years asks you, turning left down her street a bit harshly. She had barely passed her drivers test and was still learning that you were supposed to break before turning. It was a work in progress. The ache in your shoulder from being thrown against the inside of the car door countless times reminded you of that.

“Dunno, we can do whatever,” You answered honestly, “Maybe a movie night-”

“Oh my god, why is Mark in my driveway?” She shrieks excitedly, braking extremely hard before throwing the car in park, stumbling out of the car before you’re even able to catch your breath.

You watch from inside of the car, that familiar feeling growing inside of you all at once. Just when you think it may be gone - it returns - unwelcome and frothing at the mouth.

Their words are muffled, but you don’t need to hear them in order to know what is going on. 

They’re happy. 

They’re all wide smiles and entangled limbs as they pull eachother closer, and for a second you wonder if it’s supposed to be like that. Like loving someone so much you can’t physically stand to be apart from them that much. Like it’d kill to even be an inch apart. You wonder if that’s what it would be like for you.

You watch them kiss from inside the car, and you can physically feel the difference in atmosphere. You watch quietly as your best friend kisses her boyfriend, the one she’s able to confidently call hers after liking since the early age of twelve, before pushing the feeling down relentlessly. 

Without another word you step out of the car and walk past them, muttering a, “I’ll see you at school.” Before you’re gone.

But the thing is - you’ve already been miles away. Even when you were in the car with your best friend, and even when you’re right next to her. Because that’s always what you are. Far far away.

Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand Pick me up, pull me close, be my man I will love you till the end

“You aren’t going to find a boyfriend by sitting inside and reading romance novels all day,” Your best friend comments, putting the finishing touches on her mascara before fixing her hair in your bedroom mirror, “Just saying.”

You bite back the urge to roll your eyes, and instead lock your gaze on the passage you’re reading.

“You already know how I feel about relationships.” You say quielty, not looking up.

She slings her jacket over her shoulders. Black leather, color matching the short, tight dress she adorns over her thin figure.

“If I’m going to get Mark to take me back, he needs to see that I’m happy without him,” She explains, even though you didn’t ask, “Then he’ll realize what he’s missing.”

“Have you tried talking to him?” You ask, eyes still scanning the lines of the book in your hands.

“Are you seriously trying to give me relationship advice like that, especially when you’ve never even-” You cut her words off.

“I’m just trying to help.” You say, finally snapping your book shut.

Your friend shakes her head at you before grabbing her purse.

“Well, I know what I’m doing. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She says before exiting the room quickly. You hear her car roar to life and pull out of the drive way after a little bit, and the pounding of her music grows more and more muffled as she gets farther away, the sound finally dissappearing after she pulls away from the street.

You take a look at the book in your hands, and the dread claws its’ way up your throat.

Before you know it, you’re using all of the force you can muster to throw the book across the room, feeling your heart snap in two.

Without a second thought, you turn your lamp off and bury yourself under your piles of blankets, shutting your eyes tightly.

Because that’s how it goes. This feeling you’ve grown to resent. What was once an aid in helping you achieve things you needed to, now latched onto you, like an annoying scar or weights attached at the ankles. This was your burden to carry, and no one could help you. Not even yourself. It was your life sentence - a life without love. A life of longing. It was yours, and nobody else’s. You could wish that it didn’t have to be this way, that maybe timing was just wrong, but you knew better. You always knew better. So instead, you did nothing. 

Nothing but lay there, tears streaking down your face silently, as despair resonates in the pit of your stomach, sending you down a dark, spiraling hole, causing you to wonder if you’ll ever be able to surface again. 

So if you're out there I swear to be good to you But I'm done lookin', for my future someone

“College is the time for new beginnings!” Your mother cheers as she watches you pile your belongings into your small, old car on your own. 

You nod at her gently, giving her a gentle smile, “I’ll make sure to call every other day.”

She wipes at her eyes and pulls you in for a tight hug, “Just update me when you can. And don’t live in your dorm room either, make some friends!”

I have friends, you wanted to say, but singular does not count as plural, so you choose to nod at her instead, agreeing to empty promises before her very eyes. 

In a whirlwind of emotion, and a lot of tears, you’re on the road, merging onto the freeway.

The radio plays softly, and the lyrics resonate deeply within your chest. You let out a long sigh and sing along to the lyrics, trying to ignore just how empty the passenger seat next to you looks and feels, almost mocking you silently.

Because what else could you do? All you really had was yourself in these moments, you knew that by now.

You sing along, a single tear falling down your cheek.

“Cause when the time is right You'll be here, but for now Dear no one, this is your love song.”

I don't really like big crowds I tend to shut people out I like my space, yeah

“It’s one party,” Your roommate of two weeks explains, looking down at you pleadingly, “It could be fun?”

You run a hand through your hair and yawn tiredly, “Thank you for the offer but parties and me? We don’t mix.” 

She gives you a sad smile and nods understandingly.

“I have my key so don’t worry about waiting up. Have a good night.”

And then she’s gone. Leaving you alone, with the softness of your music flowing through the small dorm room. 

College will be different, you tell yourself, as if it hasn’t already started yet.

It will be different. It has to be. Or else, what are you going to do?

But I'd love to have a soul mate And God will give him to me someday And I know it'll be worth the wait

Of course you got asked out at first, everyone did. Everyone you talked to did. And some people took up the offers, your roommate especially. She was classified as a social butterfly, and it showed. 

Spending nights in was your thing, and spending nights out was hers. And that was fine. It was fine. Neither of you minded the other, and you had a stable friendship. You just had different habits.

“So who’s your date tonight?” You ask curiously, furiously typing on your laptop to complete the essay that was due the next time you had your literature class. You spot her in the mirror, applying a thick layer of eyeliner, before your eyes find your screen again.

“Some guy who got set up by his friend, “ She chuckles, “It’s a blind date. His friend told me that he needed to see someone or else he’d go crazy. His words, not the date’s.”

You nod at her words, barely listening as you focus on your word structure for the essay. You did think it was nice that the friend was trying to set his friend up at least. You hoped your roommate had fun. After a few more minutes of the two of you exchanging small talk, she slipped her coat on and gave herself one last look in the mirror.

“What’s his name?” You ask, finally saving your essay as you look over at her.

“Huh?”

“The blind date. Don’t you have to know his name to know who he is?”

“Oh right,” She shakes her head, “Soobin. His name’s Soobin.”

So if you're out there I swear to be good to you But I'm done lookin', for my future someone Cause when the time is right

You'll be here, but for now Dear no one, this is your love song

“Worst date of my life.” Your roommate groans into her coffee cup, causing a library worker to glare her way. You grin at her before tilting your head. 

“That bad?”

“No, he wasn’t bad,” She explains, “We were just so different. Which is sad because he was cute. Like, cute, cute.”

You shrug at her, “Oh well, you’ll find a cuter guy who you actually relate too and it’ll be fine.”

She smiles at you and then catches sight of something in the distance. You furrow your brows.

“What, who is it-”

“No one.” She hisses, grabbing your arm to get you to look at her again before she hides her face.

You pull your hand back and try to hide your laughter. Your roommate was very over the top, and she had no problem showing it.

“I need to go look for a book for my lit class, I’ll be back.” You announce, your laughter finally dying down.

“Hurry please, I wanna get outta here.” She answers back, slipping her phone out of her pocket. You nod and dissappear down one of the aisles quickly. 

The shelves are piled high with hundreds of books, and the quietness that engulfs you is calming. 

It is moments like this that you appreciate. No miserable feeling - no lonely feeling. If anything it feels lighter in this moment than you can ever remember it feeling, which is new, but you don’t dare question it.

Sometimes, when it’s not as heavy, you can almost tolerate it. The thought of being alone for the rest of your life. Granted, the distractions you need to keep the emotions down are endless, almost obsessive, but it’s better than the alternative. Being utterly and completely alone.

Because no one wants that. Not even you.

With your newfound peace, and a small grin on your face, you reach up to grab a book from one of the shelves, fingers barely grazing it.

“Oh!” A deep voice let’s out, and suddenly you’re losing your balance and falling to the right.

“I-”

“I’m sorry!” The deep voice apologizes quickly, grabbing your wrist to stable you.

Dear no one No need to be searching, no

“No, I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking.” You say suddenly - and then your words are stolen from your lips, forcefully pulled from your mind.

The boy, now directly in front of you, is still holding onto your wrist, and for a second you think that maybe he’s got something wrong with him or maybe something on him because he’s touching your skin and it is tingling under his touch. And that can’t be normal.

You look down to see nothing but long slender fingers holding onto you and then back up. The boy notices and retracts his hand, covering his face in embarrassment.

“I didn’t see you, I really am sorry.” He says quietly, round glasses reflecting the bright lights above the two of you as soon as he lets his hands drop from his face. His eyes are a dark brown behind the frames, and you look down for a moment.

Your heart is beating in your chest, against your ribcage agonizingly, and you don’t know what to say.

Because you don’t know what is happening.

You study the way the boy’s dark hair covers his forehead when you look back up, and his dimples curve into his cheek deeply as he bites his lip nervously. 

And in that moment, somehow, everything clicks.

This boy in front of you, the feeling of his touch still lingering on your skin.

It feels like he’s been like this, facing you for your whole life, and you don’t know how it’s ever been any different.

You blink multiple times in shock, and he’s staring at you like he knows what you both do, like he feels the exact same thing.

“I’m Soobin.” He says briskly, like it’s the only thing he needs to say in the moment, even though you didn’t ask for his name.

“Y/N.” You mutter, staring into his eyes.

He nods softly, knowingly, at your words.

“It’s nice to finally meet you.” He says, and then horror flashes in his eyes as if he’s just heard his confession.

He knows. He definitely knows.

Because soulmates always know. And this isn’t any different.

“It is,” You say before he can overthink it too much, and because your heart is pounding so fast you feel like you need to say something before you combust.

“Finally.”

Dear no one This is your love song

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Mid-Year Freak Out Book Tag 2019

1. Best Book You've Read So Far in 2019?

ON THE JELLICOE ROAD BY MELINA MARCHETTA - I will never shut up about this because it’s such a great book. It’s a story within a story about pain, friendships, family, and as cheesy as it sounds, finding yourself and a purpose. It is confusing at first, but once you hit the 50-75 page mark, you’re invested into the story and its characters. It really amazed me at how well it revealed the mysteries and how everything is connected. It makes the story all the more beautiful. The romance is also so so good.

2. Best Sequel You've Read So Far in 2019?

The Dream Thieves by Maggie Stiefvater - Holy cow, this book is amazing. I reread The Raven Cycle again this year and this time around, TDT completely captured and stole my heart. It was fun, exciting, thrilling, and so so heartbreaking. Maggie Stiefvater writes the characters (especially Ronan and the Lynch family) so well in here. It’s hard not to fall in love with everyone. This is a book that will make you feel powerful. Also, the slow burn romance is SO UNBELIEVABLY GOOD AND HURTS MY SOUL.

3. New Release You Haven't Read Yet, But Want To?

Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston - I need to get on this book because everyone and their mother are talking about this and are in love with it and I want to be in love with it too.

4. Most Anticipated Release For the Second Half of 2019?

Call Down the Hawk by Maggie Stiefvater - The Raven Cycle is one of my all time favorite series and I love how well Ronan and the Lynch family are written, so how could I not be excited about CDTH?

The Toll by Neal Shusterman - When Neal Shusterman announced that he finished The Toll, I freaked out! I’m so so excited for it because book two left us on a HUGE cliffhanger and I need to know what happens next and if my children will survive and live happily ever after.

Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo - As for Ninth House, the entire premise of the novel intrigues me so much. It seems dark and gritty, and I love that. I’ve seen some author blurbs and review, saying that it is incredible so I’m really hoping that it is and I can love it because I really do like how well Leigh Bardugo can write her complex characters and plots.

5. Biggest Disappointment?

Saving Francesca by Melina Marchetta - On the Jellicoe Road is my favorite book so I was hoping that I would love this book too. Sadly, I didn’t. Unlike last year where I didn’t even finished the book for this question, I actually finished Saving Francesca. My overall thoughts were “this isn’t enough”. The character development was meh, the storyline was all over the place, the romance was lukewarm, and everything was brushed over. I definitely saw the parallels between this and Jellicoe Road but the aspects that are in this book and Jellicoe, are written better in Jellicoe. Francesca was a character I couldn’t really put my finger on. Her personality kept changing to the point where I didn’t know what her intentions were anymore. William Trombal is maybe the worst love interest ever. He’s just a cheating smart ass. I guess the thing I’m most disappointed in is that it failed to make me feel sad and really care about anything. Francesca’s mother is in a state of depression but that was like a side thing that wasn’t explored and I wanted it to. I don’t know. I’ll stop here. I was just so disappointed.

6. Biggest Surprise?

Daisy Jones & the Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid - I never intended to read this book but everyone was gushing all over it that I just had to. I guess why I didn’t want to read in the first place was because Evelyn Hugo was so good and I was afraid that Daisy Jones would be an almost carbon copy especially with the whole “old famous stars reveal a big secret” kind of plot in both. But I took a chance and boy, did I fall in love. I know people have their opinions on this book and I respect that but I really loved it. It pulled me in and I could see everything that was happening. It was such a great read.

7. Favourite New Author?

I actually don’t have one. I feel like for an author to be my favorite, I have to have read more than one or two books from them and actually liked them.

8. Newest Fictional Crush?

Jonah Griggs from Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchetta - I love love love love love Jonah Griggs so much and with all of my being. He’s just great and amazing. He’s not your typical YA love interest and that’s one thing I love.

9. Newest Favourite Character?

Ronan Lynch from The Raven Cycle series by Maggie Stiefvater - The way he’s written and the complexity of his character just makes it so hard not to love him. He starts out as this badass who always wants to fight someone to becoming this person who loves and cares so much for the people he is close with. Also, The Dream Thieves is a masterpiece in the way it’s written and how Ronan’s character evolves.

10. A Book That Made You Cry?

Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo - I decided to reread SOC & CK this year in preparation for King of Scars and I knew that ending was coming and I was ready for it, but I still bawled my eyes out so hard. I was sad for an entire week, not to mention that it carried on into King of Scars which was just fantastic. So basically I was sad and crying for a good two weeks.

The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater - I was not expecting to cry as much because I remembered only crying about one thing, but there was so many things that I hadn’t realized that were so important to the book and to the characters and that related to me so much. I cried so much and for the longest time ever.

11. A Book That Made You Happy?

A Study in Charlotte by Brittany Cavallaro - It has been so long since I’ve read a book and not cried through it, but that I thoroughly enjoyed and had so much fun with. A Study in Charlotte was so cute and fun, but also very dark with all the murders that had occurred. I love Brittany Cavallaro’s version of Holmes and Watson. They’re very different but they still hold their roots. I also love how the characters are high schoolers because this way, we get to see a version of Holmes who is still growing into their skin with being a genius and all, and Watson learning to deal with younger version of Holmes.

12. Favourite Book To Movie Adaptation You Saw This Year?

Howl’s Moving Castle - I’ve never read the book and probably am never going to, but the Studio Ghibli’s movie of Howl’s Moving Castle is a favorite of mine. It’s basically a tradition for me to watch it every year.

13. Favourite Review You've Written This Year?

The Raven Cycle Music Playlist - I love music a lot and I love The Raven Cycle a lot so putting the two together was just so fun for me. The Raven Cycle is very atmospheric and the dynamics between and within each character is so different that I feel that there is a song that truly belongs to them. And it’s also fun to listen to the songs and be reminded of my favorite book series.

14. Most Beautiful Book You Bought So Far This Year?

How to Make Friends With The Dark by Kathleen Glasgow - I absolutely love the blue and black ombré effect along with the white specks and outlining of the girl. It’s just so beautiful.

15. What Books Do You Need To Read By The End of The Year?

Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson

Challenger Deep by Neal Shusterman

[kireiryuusei]

So I’ve managed to dig up Code Vein again. I bought it when it came out and basically did character creation and run through the first level a couple dozen times. I actually had stopped because I typically hold a rule of basically no video games during the semester because I feel then I actually do commit. However, this past semester hasn’t been like other semesters with those whole thing going on and it being my last semester. So I have brought it back.

And let me tell you, I actually had fun. I had joked how it’s a really expensive character creator. And I see a lot of people DO use it for that and that’s cool. If that’s what you like, then all the better (Although seriously, it is a really fucking amazing character creator. Get the trial edition to get a feel of that). But honestly I had to keep hyping myself for it because it was lauded as a souls-like before it came out and those that had played it said it really lacked story wise. 

Thankfully, to my delight, both issues seem to have been a bit overblown. As far as souls-like go, I did think I couldn’t get far because let me put it this way: I couldn’t. Get off. The tutorial level of Dark Souls. That’s how shit I am. However, I don’t know if it was because I just didn’t know how to approach the game (aka actually get instructed) or if this is just a much easier game. Either could be true. But I do hope that the souls-like doesn’t scare more people off like it nearly did with me (lucky for the game I’m just a bitch for aesthetic). 

Then story-wise...mmm, I don’t know how to put this. I enjoy listening to content in regards to gaming, cooking and series I find. So that’s what my feed usually has. However, I have to admit a lot of gaming ones I follow are not exactly followers of JRPGs. And with this game was a glaring feeling of that. When they said story makes no sense at all, I do question if they actually explored or paid attention to cutscenes. Some things are not explained right away or fall under what I can only describe as ‘JRPG fare.’ Like just things that are accepted about the genre like the power of friendship or somehow going to punch god in the face. 

Anyway, this kind of delved off of what I was writing about. But Code Vein is some fun that I’m getting really close to beating. Like I think I’m on the last level. Maybe. It’s felt like that for the last two dungeons. And due to how it’s NG+ works...I might try to platinum it. 

I’ve said this once before and that game was P5. I clocked about 130 hours at the close of my first playthrough with 69% completion. I honestly just dragged on doing it because when I played, I basically went into the palace a day or two after I received the mission and beat it in one in game day. Which left me 2 weeks to a month of free time that I had hoped to use to max confidants and skills. But it ended up so much more boring to do when it wasn’t actually getting somewhere with confidant. So I burnt out and chickened out knowing of the real challenge to get the platinum. * sobs at boss fight *

I prrrooooobbbaaaabbbbllllyyyy put in something like 80 hours in this game since it’s probably been about a month of playing it. But it hasn’t felt like that same drag for the most part. If anything it’s probably more of frustration of a boss. * stares at the one that gave me and friend hell for days * But even then they’re not unfair to me (even if I am cursing and calling bs all night figuring out what to do). And I need to play two more times for the two different endings. Which if you cut out a lot of exploring....this game is a lot fucking faster so I don’t find it too bad. Only thinking how much of a fucking pain it is going to be to get this one trophy that’s basically an online and/or grind trophy. With a truly absurd number but heyo, at least it isn’t playing on maniac difficulties...

What was I even going on with? OH, I guess I would say it’s a fun game. I am really interested in lore. Knowing me, I’ll put up with even shit games and shows if I find the world or premise interesting enough. But I’m not saying the game is shit, it really is there for that anime/edgy aesthetic and can be a way to have a bit of challenge if you’re not usually into those kinds of games without breaking you over it. I might write on the characters...my character if I ever can think of a decent name for her. But yeah. Code Vein cool. I hope more people play it. Or more that have played it could gush over it a bit. Right on to the people chugging along in the little posts in its tag. 

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About a month ago, me and my family went on a trip to Dipolog City in Zamboanga Del Norte. It was my first time there and I was so excited for this trip because this was the place where my mom grew up.

Originally, I wasn’t included in this trip but since I just quit my job a week before the trip I was able to make it. So my mom booked my flight and fixed everything else for me. But the thing is.. our flight was on the same day BUT mine would be 2 hours earlier than theirs. It’s not such a big deal for me because this is already my 3rd time riding a plane, but I was worried about how I would be able to go to my grandma’s house by myself??? You see, my grandma owns a huge house there so staying in an expensive hotel for 5 days wouldn’t be a problem anymore. But seriously, MOM! It’s my first time in your hometown and I know nothing (like, literally nothing) about the transportation here or whatsoever.

The day finally arrived. April 26th. My flight is at 10am and I got there around 9am. It was a 1 hour and 45 minute flight so I didn’t bother sleeping and just watched 13 Reasons Why on my phone.  Since I’m such a weirdo who shares almost everything on social media, I went on my snapchat and took a lot of selfies. Here’s just one of them..

So I finally arrived at around 11:40am and I was beyond excited to explore the place because I heard that the view’s gonna be breathtaking. My grandma was waiting for me outside so she could take me to her house and I could rest for a couple of hours until my mom and my sisters arrive. Oh, I forgot to mention that my mom tagged along her 3 friends for this trip so, yay! The more, the merrier! 😁

When we get to the house, I took a nap and obviously took more pictures. I mean, how could I not? The house is extremely beautiful! It was huge and its very comfortable. I woke up at 3pm and my family had just arrived. They took a rest for a couple of hours then we had to leave and go to this sort of park that they call “Dipolog Boulevard” and had dinner there.

After that, we just walked around the park and ate some ice cream. When we got tired, we went home and slept. That’s Day 1, people! 👍

Now, its Day 2!

We were then off to a beach resort in Dapitan City. It’s another beautiful city here in Zamboanga Del Norte which is 1 hour away from Dipolog. After we checked in, my mom and her friends asked us if we wanted to go zip-line and horseback riding. Of course, we said yes right away! 😆 So, we went to our room and changed to our swimwear so we could go swimming right after.

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After that we went on the zip-line. Here’s the funny part.. We’re all first-timers on this one. There were only 2 cables which means only 2 people can go at the same time. WHAT. My 2 younger sisters obviously wanted to go together and since I’m the eldest.. I involuntarily (volunteered as a tribute 😭😂) had to go alone. Btw, my mom already tried this before so syempre ayaw na niya sumali this time. Ugh! 😒 So here’s are the photos..

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Okayyy. To be completely honest, super chill lang talaga ako before they pushed me down the zip-line. Nervousness = 40% siguro, Chillness = 60% I swear! When the crew finally pushed me down, I immediately screamed. Kaloka! Syempre mag isa lang ako eh! Pero seriously, super enjoy! I had so much fun doing that. Plus there’s a bonus..

LONGEST IN ASIA! Can you believe that we actually did that! 😁 Nasa bucket list to ng sister ko pero di uso sa akin yun so keri lang! Haha. After that we went swimming na. The water was so cold since its already 6pm. Sandali lang kami nag swimming tapos bumalik na kami sa room kasi sa Gloria’s Fantasyland naman ang next destination namin. It’s a really cool theme park dun pa rin sa Dapitan.

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That’s a wrap for Day 2!

Day 3 here we go! We checked out at around 11 in the morning, then we head straight to Rizal Park in Dapitan. Sobrang daming historical stuff dun and I took a lot of pictures. I didn’t even pay attention to the tour guide that much kasi I wanted to just explore the whole museum and take lots and lots of pictures. Here’s some of the pictures I took..

  We spent the rest of the day back at my grandma’s house because I’m predicting the next day would be.. exhausting!

Day 4!!! Here’s what basically went down that day..

  3,003 STEPS?! No big deal. We can totally handle this.. NOT.

We started our mission at exactly 5:30 in the morning. Halfway through the 500th step we were already exhausted. I mean, come on guys! We’re barely even at the top yet! 😵 Good thing we brought bottled water and some snacks. Aba nakakaloka kaya to! Even though I was already exhausted and wanted to give up na, I still continued because I was really curious about that 3,003rd step. I heard the view up there would be amazing. So fast forward na.. around 7am we finally reached the last step!

So ayun, almost 2 hours on our way up.. pano pa pag pababa na? Yikes. We took a rest for about an hour up there, then bumaba na kami. 1 hour and a half yung pagbaba namin. Ay grabe! After that, we head back home to take a rest na. Last day tomorrow…

Day 5 😢

We got up early to go to church. Thank you Lord for this wonderful trip! 🙏  My mom was expecting a few relatives to visit us so we went home right after the mass. Our flight home is at 3:30pm. We left my grandma’s house early because we had a lot of baggage and my mom wanted to make sure that the airline wouldn’t mix it up with somebody else’s stuff. (Yeah, it usually happens a lot.)

As we were boarding the plane, I realized how much my legs hurt from the hiking yesterday. We were all still exhausted but obviously we had to go home today. I just listened to some music during the whole plane ride. I was sleepy but I couldn’t manage to take a nap because the flight attendants decided to have a game and let the passengers answer a few questions to get  some freebies or whatever and they were kinda loud and annoying. Anyway, when we arrived at the airport I was already hungry so we went to Burger King and bought some snacks that we could eat as we head home.

Overall, this trip was relaxing both physically and mentally. I was so glad I could be with them this time because I’ve missed a few trips like this ever since I started working and now I was able to do this with my family so I’m very very grateful! 😇

This is my blog about our vacation in Dipolog City last April About a month ago, me and my family went on a trip to Dipolog City in Zamboanga Del Norte.

[morapandora]

It’s an exciting day for Pandora collectors the world over, as today sees the last drop of the Pandora SS17 season, with the launch of the Summer 2017 collection! This year’s release offers the usual tropical colours and themes, with vibrant aqua shades, pretty white orchids, and some lovely murano glass. It plays heavily on motifs and designs that we’ve seen in previous collections, but this does mean that these new beads will work work well with charms you purchased before!

Image by @sarinak23 – please do not reproduce without credit

The collection should have launched in most, if not all, regions in store and online today, although what exactly has been released varies by country – not all regions get all the items. If you’re in the UK, then authorised retailer The Jewel Hut have the in stock online!

For a full overview of the charms & jewellery coming out today, have a gander at the Pandora Summer 2017 tag – otherwise, read on for lots of live shots and updates on what’s coming out where!

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Pandora Summer 2017 Collection Release

To celebrate, I have a delightful selection of images from both readers and stores online, which really show off the new pieces. For me, the highlights are undoubtedly the Mint Glitter muranos, but I also have a real soft spot for those pretty white Orchids, and the new aqua Radiant Hearts also looks stunning. It’s interesting to see how different the muranos look in varying lights, so I’ll be keen to see those in store.

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Image by Sue Lloyd

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Image by Jessica-Alice Fox Gibson

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Image by Jessica-Alice Fox Gibson

Image by Jessica-Alice Fox Gibson

Image by Lisa K

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Image by Pandora Fairview Mall

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One of my favourite Summer 2017 stylings I’ve seen so far has been this one by @sarinak23, which pairs the new White Orchid beads with the lilac murano from the Spring 2017 collection. The overall effect is so delicate and lovely; the soft purple of the murano really highlights how pretty the stone is in the Orchid beads. It’s given me inspiration in terms of one of my current works-in-progress!

Image by @sarinak23 – please do not reproduce without credit

I also absolutely love this bracelet combining the two colours of Glitter murano by Jessica-Alice: it looks so lovely and summery, just like ice cream! 😋

Image by Jessica-Alice Fox Gibson

The Japanese-inspired Koinobori muranos were launched earlier in the year exclusively in Asia, but they’ve now seen a wider release for Summer 2017. The UK hasn’t received these, unfortunately, but they’ve made it to North America!

Image by Sue Lloyd – please do not reproduce without credit

And, finally, the double-wrap white leather bracelet that was originally intended as a Mother’s Day release has been launched with the Summer 2017 collection as well!

Image by Jessica-Alice Fox Gibson – please do not reproduce without credit

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Pandora Sunny Doll Asian Exclusive

Pandora are releasing Asian exclusive beads on a semi-regular basis these days – with this collection comes the Sunny Doll, a traditional Japanese good-weather charm called a ‘Teru Teru Bozu’. This has only been launched in Asian countries, and is retailing for $85 SGD / $499 HKD / ¥ 8,100. As many people have pointed out, it’s a little ‘ghosty’ in its detailing and perhaps could be subbed as a Halloween charm as well?

Retailers aren’t allowed to ship internationally and so, if you’d like to get your paws on this bead and you don’t live in Asia, you’ll have to find a friend who can help you out. 🙂

Image by Patty Ng – please do not reproduce without credit

I have one of these on its way to me and I can’t wait to add it to my Asian-inspired red bracelet! It’ll be replacing the bunny. ^^

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Pandora Disney Parks Dumbo, Alice, and Carousel for the US…?

While the full Pandora Disney Parks exclusive Spring 2017 collection seemed to have made it to the Disney Parks in Hong Kong, many collectors were disappointed to find that Alice, Dumbo and the Disney Carousel were missing from the US release. The latest information from a few sources has suggested that these should be out in US Disney Parks with the Summer 2017 collection.  I haven’t had this confirmed for sure, but keep your eyes peeled on the Disney Store online – I’ll be looking out for any reports of them being available from today in the Parks themselves, too!

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Pandora Open Bangles Launched in the UK

The Pandora Open Bangles were originally scheduled to make their North American debut on the 11th of May, and started filtering into shops, only to be abruptly pulled from sale a few days later. They hadn’t reappeared anywhere since, but, happily, they appear to have been released in the UK with the Pandora Summer 2017 collection today! They’re listed on Pandora.net UK, and I’ve heard from a couple of people who have seen them in store, also.

The plain silver version is retailing for £60, while the pave version is £100.

I’m rather keen on the plain silver version, which I think would be beautiful to showcase a single murano or dangle. Hopefully they prove hardy, as there were reports of them feeling a bit flimsy or potentially having production issues – we shall see! 🙂 I’m going to Spain this summer, and am thinking of potentially trying to pick up the Protection murano that I can’t get here to wear with the silver open bangle.

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There might not be a lengthy wish list for me to work my way through for this collection, but I’m rather over-excited for the pieces that I do like! The Glitter and Koinobori muranos look stunning from all the live images I’ve seen and, judging by pictures I’ve seen online so far, seem to be the most popular pick of the collection. I was also rather bowled over by pictures of the White Orchid pieces – the delicate pinky-purple stone with the white enamel is lovely – and the colour of the Aqua Radiant Hearts could not be more Caribbean perfect. The Sunny Doll is so fun and cute, too – the Asian exclusive beads are often cultural and quirky in a way that a lot of Pandora’s other more modern beads aren’t these days.

I’m hoping to be able to make it to the shops later in the day to scope out the new things; otherwise, I’ll be popping into store on Saturday to see everything! I’m keeping my fingers and toes crossed that the Mint Glitter muranos will look pretty on this bracelet with my Tinker Bell beads:

What are you getting from the new collection? Have you seen anything in person yet?

Today's an exciting day as the Pandora Summer 2017 Collection launches worldwide! As usual I have lots of live shots & some other updates! It's an exciting day for Pandora collectors the world over, as today sees the last drop of the Pandora SS17 season, with the launch of the…