#oh only 3 and a half pages that's nothing XD

[they-reap-what-we-sow]

20 questions for writers

thank you for the tag @fanfictiongreenirises I finally managed to finish a tag game!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

168- with 44 podfics and the rest are regular fics!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

346,848. unfathomable number who is she where did she come from

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Batman (Batfam) my love my life, but 9-1-1 is a close second with one-offs for a lot of my other passing interests.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Floppy Bird - crack fic that was meant to be an angst fic that I never understood why people liked so much asfhjs

cocoa on a cold night - a classic timby holiday fic that I wrote in the middle of summer, talk about environmental storytelling

secrets un(revealed) - the only purposeful long fic I've ever written, and also the most trope mashing I've ever done with reverse robins, magical realism au, and delicious delicious miscommunications (in my head the only fic that deserves to be in the top five :wheeze: )

Eggshells - vent fic alert !! very embarrassing that people like this I try not to think about it ":)

taking the blade (for you and yours) - a round robin fic written with the server and CHOCK full of Damian suffering.

5. Do you respond to comments?

NO PICTURES. NO COMMENT. I DONT KNOW HOW TO READ.

no jk jk I really really try to but once I start getting behind it's just a whole spiral. these days I have a better chance of replying to a comment on an old fic than a brand new one because I dont want leave them half replied

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

any of my death fics probably? I think with DC a death is a little more inconsequential than other fandoms just because of how often it's unpermanent, so as a concrete answer, I'll say for you (i would cross the line). nothing quite like parental grief.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

happy ending wink-wonk or XD

probably Who The Hell Is Red Hood? - I've done things there with growth and healing that DC HQ would shudder to imagine

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not regularly, thank everything, but the one controversial three-some I posted needed comment regulation lmao

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes and uh, the kinky kind? idk take a look for yourselves I guess

10. Do you write crossovers?

Yes, and they're ALWAYS unserious- Buck from 9-1-1 dating Emma from Friends (yes Ross and Rachel's kid) anyone?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Uh, not by a person? as far as I know? but I have found my fic on those like, document websites??? which is weird lmao just read them on your phones guys not everything needs to be uploaded

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

weee yes! round robin my beloved, and also every fic @canonicallyshort and I have written in our threads. those count. to me. emotionally.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I WILL GO DOWN WITH MY MULTISHIP (which really means I'm never going down at all) but really I dont think I will ever get over Merthur... or Buddie... or- you see what I mean?

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

oh god I have so many wip that I am holding out hope for but my biggest WIP is an unpublished hellhole affectionately entitled "Death Pit" by everyone who is working on it- most notably because it features a literal Death Pit, every horror, angst, whump, and trauma trope you can think of, and a cast of characters and a plot thread so long we have 20+ page outline documents that aren't even fully updated... I shudder to think what will become of it one day, I imagine sentience isn't very far off

16. What are your writing strengths?

why is this an interview question. I dont know my strengths really?? um. I have good ideas, that one I'll say. execution is a different story (likely one that will never get told. like the rest of my good ideas)

I also think I do fairly well with scene descriptors. I really like to set a scene because I'm seeing a movie in my head and you all should too!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm down to clown globally! I dont like to use google translate though, so if im writing in another language it's only because SOMEONE on the server is a native speaker and can vouch for my text.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

oh god one direction. head in hands. it was an 'adopted by 1d' fic that I made my mom beta, and turned it in to my 6th grade English teacher as my creative writing assignment. then I made a poem about it. then I wrote a song about it. thankfully it never got published and is trapped in the cursed purple file folder it was 'hidden' in since 7th grade. my first published fic was almost 7 years later with a Gomens fic!

20. Favourite fic you've written?

AHh um. favorite child scene here, but top contenders include: lithium + 5 for its graphic design and medical accuracy, fiery veins on speechless days for its emotional whump that makes me hurt every time I reread it, [PODFIC] wither on the shore which is not a fic I wrote but one of my favorite podfics of @silk-scarlet-ribbons 's works.

tagging (if you wish to participate!) @canonicallyshort @silverandsunflowers @selkienight60 @crows-murder

[pyjamacryptid]

artists self rec! when you get this, reply with your favourite five arts/sets/edits/gifs that you've done, then pass on to at least five other people. time to shine and spread some self-love and appreciation 🥰 <3

oh my god sia i am SO SORRY i am only just now seeing this ask it's been so long i am so so--

Sia!!!

This was so hard to choose wow.

FANVIDS FIRST:

I'm Sorry | Merlin & Arthur from BBC Merlin [tumblr link] [direct yt link]

This took me over 2 months and, so far, it's the best fanvid I've ever made. I'm ridiculously proud of it and I only have a tiny bit of shame in saying so XD. The finished product ended up far better than the original concept I had in my head. I wanted to make a video that focused on how Merlin and Arthur forgave one another; Merlin, since the day he met Arthur, and Arthur when he learned the truth. Because the core of their relationship was unconditional love, to their own strength and detriment. I cried almost each time I worked on it.

2. I Became Greedy | Kurosawa & Adachi from Cherry Magic [tumblr link] [direct yt link]

This took me about .. I want to say a month? I'm also proud of this one. Cherry Magic is a light-hearted BL j-drama that - at its core - is about the importance of reaching out to others, and the bravery of reaching out and accepting someone else's outreached hand. I eventually want to edit a video on the overarching meaning of the show. But I... am a sucker for pining lol and I was so taken in by Kurosawa's pining. It was so poignant, I was literally clutching my chest in sympathy pangs. So, I wanted to edit a vid that emulated that and focused just on that feeling. And I think I??? did!

3. it's not living if it's not with you | Wei Wuxian & Lan Wangji from The Untamed/CQL [direct yt link]

This was the second fanvid I had posted to my youtube channel and I used a lot of editing techniques I had never tried before, so I learned a lot! I wanted to show as many aspects of wangxian's story and relationship in one video as I could without mucking up the pacing or making it messy in general. I love the colour palette and font I chose. Something else I really wanted to achieve was using a light-hearted song with a sad meaning over both sad and happy scenes, because that's a recipe for EMOTION. And judging by the comments I got on this vid, I dare say I succeeded XD I had a lot of fun making this! Even if I got stuck on it for a month and then thankfully could finish it when I was hit with an epiphany. I also cried quite a bit while making it shkgjhdf

Listen. I have. Emotions.

ART:

4. A Favourable Misunderstanding | Merlin & Arthur [link to full comic here]

A meme re-draw turned into a fluffy comic because it took on a life of it's own and Merlin & Arthur are a force to be reckoned with when being idiots in love. I was also super proud of this! Despite the many styles in one comic (which is fine, I was just worried about nothing looking like it matched) I was happy with how I drew them! Especially as I find Merlin's face very difficult to get a grasp of, for some reason. And I was also proud of their characterisations! I still get so happy to see how well-loved it is, and so perhaps it doesn't need its own rec but what the hell. I love it, too hehe.

5. Balls the Unfathomable | a comic about a weirdly wholesome demon summoning [link to full comic here]

My friends and I, while on a call, fell into doing a bit. That lasted a really long time. And during it, I became a summoned demon nicknamed "Balls". No, I'm not joking. It was ridiculous and hilarious.

Thankfully, I remembered most of it and immediately tried to commit it to paper for - what I thought - was going to be a short, half-assed sketch comic. Nope. I ended up with a multi-page comic with clean lines and everything.

Funnily enough, I hadn't actually ever finished a multi-page comic before this. Not one so polished anyway. Balls has that effect on people, I suppose. skjdhjkfdg

So yeah, I was proud of finishing it, and of choosing a cute, simple style and sticking to it (cute, "less realistic" styles don't come easy to me, so I struggled more than you'd think trying to figure out how I was going to draw this skdjhkfg) and of how I structured the panels, especially when I really was just winging it. I do not know how to panel (yet).

Basically; I adore my friends and the fun we have together and I had to share this particular shenanigan and Balls themself. They've become a beloved character amongst my friends and I.

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That's it! Long-winded commentary and all.

Thank you again for the self-rec, Sia! 🥺💕💕💕

psst hey, you should go totally check out Sia's blog - she does amazing edits and gifs

[gwydionae]

The One Behind the Curtain

Who is behind the TVA, and what is Renslayer's deal? These are two questions I have seen and heard a lot of people asking before the finale episode, and I, like everyone else, have got some thoughts on both.

Let's start with Renslayer. We know she is working with someone other than Mobius based on the various trophies he doesn't recognize (note: even a variant Mobius would count as "someone other than Mobius" in this case, just to be clear). On top of that, she obviously knows more than the average TVA worker as she knew about them all being variants and that pruned individuals don't actually die. She also didn't seem too surprised at the fact that the Time Keepers were androids and claims she wants to find out who is really behind the TVA. This seems to be genuine. She did state as much to Sylvie, but the fact that she then talked with Miss Minutes alone, asking for the files from the beginning of the TVA in order to protect the people responsible for creating it, is what really implies that this is true. If she did already know their identities, there would be no reason to keep up the act with only Miss Minutes around to hear.

So what is her goal? I don't think she wants to destroy the TVA like Sylvie otherwise she'd actually try and work with her. Instead she is keeping everything running as she's supposed to, claiming the TVA "needs stability" to Hunter B-15. But she wants the answer to who's behind it all for some reason, and my guess is that she's trying to find out the information for someone else, someone she's working for. Perhaps someone who brings her snow globes and pens. If I had to guess, she was sent on this mission by someone who knew of the TVA and wanted to rule in place of whoever is currently running it. Maybe they knew that variants were taken as workers, having her do something to get taken in. And even if she may have forgotten for a time (as Mobius and B-15 forgot their past lives), knowing that everyone is a variant would imply that she knows about her own past now, and she remembers what she's supposed to do. And with all this time having built herself up as a trusted worker, she is now making her move.

Maybe that's even why Sylvie was able to get away from her so easily as a child. Maybe she allowed her to, hoping that Sylvie could be the catalyst to her own plan someday. It could explain why Renslayer seemed so hesitant to send Mobius to Roxxcart to stop Sylvie and the real reason she was kept alive after being caught on Lamentis-1 to instead be executed in front of the Time Keepers, a fact both Sylvie and Loki find strange.

Speaking of Mobius, her conversations with him, especially in episode 4, feel off, and not just because he is starting to have doubts. Her reaction to having him pruned is that of genuine loss, so I believe that she was indeed trying to protect Mobius from finding out the truth, or at least from finding it out in a way that would turn him against her. She asks him about where he would go if he could go anywhere, and he states that he likes being there with her, doing the work. And then when she goes on her speech about how their friendship is uncommon, she focuses in on fighting to keep their relationship, only very quickly at the end adding a line about the importance of the Sacred Timeline. I think this shows that she does genuinely see the two of them as friends and wants him on her side, the Sacred Timeline more of an afterthought. I believe this is the reason that he gets invited to oversee Loki and Sylvie's pruning. I think she wants Sylvie to expose the false Time Keepers, and she wants Mobius to be there to witness it with her so that he can join her in her secret mission, sparing him from whatever fate may befall him otherwise. Mobius finding out the truth from Loki and siding with him, however, puts an end to all of that.

There is also one other character that Renslayer has some interactions with that I find strange - Miss Minutes. First, Miss Minutes is the one to offer up the lie about the void ship when Sylvie says that she has no more need for Renslayer. Renslayer doesn't instantly try to talk her way out of it, but Miss Minutes does, lying and buying them time until the Minutemen arrive. This makes me wonder if Miss Minutes suspects that Renslayer does know of a way to get past the void and didn't want her to be intimidated into giving up such information. After all, it would be strange if the only way to get past Alioth was by going to the void and enchanting him. My second point stems from this, and that's Miss Minutes' reaction to Renslayer asking for all the files on the founding of the TVA after talking with Hunter B-15. She doesn't immediately go to find the files, instead simply stating that it's a "mighty tall order". Renslayer is the top of the TVA workforce food chain - if Miss Minutes is hesitating to give her information, it seems likely that it's because she doesn't trust her. I'll talk about this a bit more later, but this seems to support the idea that Renslayer is hiding something from the TVA itself.

With all that said about Renslayer, let's look at the question of who is behind the TVA.  There are two theories that seem the most prevalent: 1.) another version of Loki and 2.) Kang. As Kang has connections to Renslayer in the comics, let's start there. I don't know anything about Kang personally, but I have heard a lot about him from the comic-reading fans watching this show. And, yeah, it does seem like there are a lot of Kang connections, not to mention the fact that he's confirmed the villain of the next Ant-Man movie. So why DON'T I think it's Kang?

Well, for one, all of these connections are things that people who haven't read the comics would never have caught on their own. Had I not heard all the theories about him, I would never be able to look back on the season and notice the solely comic-based breadcrumbs hinting at his inclusion. And that's not good storytelling. Introducing someone as important as him in episode 6 would just be jarring at this point.

But saying all that, I do think all of those tie-ins are there on purpose. I believe that Kang does have a role in the series, but it's less "main villain" and more "ominous shadow", and rather than Kang himself, we will deal with the one living in that shadow. To put it simply, I think that Kang is the one who sent Renslayer to find out who is behind the TVA.

For one, Kang and Renslayer have a relationship in the comics, so it makes sense for them to have a connection here, especially since he's a confirmed upcoming entity in the MCU. For two, he is someone who wants to rule time, so it makes sense that the TVA would be in his way of that. And for three, apparently the big cloud thing, Alioth, in episode 5 actually acts as a sort of obstacle or even rival for Kang in the comics, making its use here as the "guard dog" of the true creators of the TVA feel very symbolic and purposeful, if perhaps severely toned down. So, yeah, I think that Kang wants to overthrow whoever is behind the TVA so he can rule it and therefore bend all of time to his will. So I believe that he does have connections in this series, but I don't think he is currently running the TVA. I also don't think we'd see more than maybe a glimpse of him at the very end, in perhaps a teaser à la Thanos in the first Avengers movie if anything. Instead the focus will be on Renslayer - as it was with Loki in "The Avengers". This would set him up for Ant-Man without actually ruining anything for that movie or making "Loki" a 100% necessary watch beforehand, something I don't think Marvel would want to do with their new TV show format just yet.

The other often theorized secret head of the TVA is a version of Loki. I admittedly cannot wrap my head around how this could work, especially after episode 5. If you want to argue that one similar to President Loki, for example, would probably create the TVA simply because he wants to rule all, then my only response is that we've just seen that. Why have a character like that introduced - and made fun of - right before introducing another one in the finale? How would that be satisfying to see again? Just because he'd be less silly doesn't mean he'd be any more interesting or compelling after seeing President Loki get his hand bitten off by an alligator. So going the "evil" Loki route would seem like a retread.

But going for a more "noble" version doesn't work either. Whoever is behind the TVA clearly wants all Lokis to be alone, not allowing them to ever change to be a good person. You could make the argument that this is because it makes everyone around him better, and such things are needed for the greater good, but then you have Classic Loki's story. He got pruned long after he was supposed to because he dared to want to see Thor again, after he had already served his purpose in the Sacred Timeline. What would the harm be in letting him return after Thor had done what he needed to do? It feels like the person overseeing this timeline is genuinely against Lokis having connections. Why would a "noble" version of Loki do that to other versions of himself even after Thor and the rest of the Avengers have matured to the point of being able to defeat Thanos? It just winds up feeling cruel in that instance, and that doesn't sound "noble" at all. So having a Loki be at the end of all this just doesn't seem to fit, in my opinion.

Ok, so if not Loki or Kang, then who? As I mentioned with Kang, it would be weird to just introduce someone completely new in the very last episode that hasn't even been hinted at yet. So it would have to be someone we've either met or have heard about already. I have seen speculation about Mobius or even Sylvie thrown around, but neither of these would fit what we know of the characters without a huge out-of-left-field twist (or variants of said characters, which I suppose shouldn't be ruled out, but just seems unnecessarily convoluted, but it IS Marvel, so...).

So who's left? There doesn't seem to be a lot of options to fill this role out of the people we've already met. But there IS someone running a lot of things within the TVA that we have seen several times now and I've already noted has acted a little odd. Whether as a joke or not, I have seen others throw out Miss Minutes as a possibility, and I have to say that she is the character I am currently leaning most towards.

Does that mean that I think Miss Minutes created the TVA? No, I don't. But I do think she is currently running it. I believe that someone - possibly the original Time Keepers - created her in order to help them run everything, either in case something happened to them or just simply as an extra hand. From here I believe there are two possibilities. Either the original creators died, and Miss Minutes has dutifully been carrying on their work as she was created to do, or said creators, for one reason or another, decided that the "Sacred Timeline" was a concept they no longer believed in and Miss Minutes - who was programmed specifically to uphold said timeline - decided that the creators needed to be disposed of in order to keep fulfilling her duties. Either way, without them, Miss Minutes would need help to continue her work, and so she would start employing variants for that purpose, all the time keeping up the appearance of "Time Keepers" in a very "Wizard of Oz"/man-behind-the-curtain scenario. This would mean that the identity of the original creators wouldn't be important, because the one stealing the lives of variants and employing them against their will would be Miss Minutes herself. So no one new would have to be introduced at the last minute in order for the audience to feel satisfied with the overthrowing of the TVA, Miss Minutes and Renslayer both having antagonistic parts to play.

I could obviously be very wrong on all of this. Maybe Renslayer herself wants to take over the TVA and Miss Minutes is nothing more than a cute, animated helper. Maybe it is simply another Loki variant heading the TVA. Whatever the outcome, as long as it's pulled off well, I'll be satisfied. But it's fun to theorize and see what does ultimately fit the Sacred MCU Timeline and what winds up just a heartfelt, fanmade variant.

[sinemoras09]

Noragami 100 thoughts

It’s the final arc! The friggin final arc!

Wow! Adachitoka is on the final arc - will we FINALLY get a season 3?? I want to see this whole thing animated - the Bishamon vs. Heaven arc, the Yato-wielding-Rekki fight scenes - can you imagine the animation? Studio BONES could totally flex on this, I really really hope it happens!

Ever since the Long Hiatus a few years back and after Adachitoka started posting half-chapters, we haven’t had any breather chapters. We did have that fantastic Yato-wearing-a-traffic-cone-on-his-head fight with Take way back in chapter 80-something, but we haven’t had epic crack chapters like when Yato took over Hiyori’s body during school, or when Ebisu was kidnapped and Yato totally forgot he could’ve zapped over using the kidnapper’s phone. I really hope the authors find some time to let the characters breathe and rest a bit, but right now we’re hurtling toward the end and the pace is relentless.

That being said, the first few pages of Yato and Yukine’s conversation was just so tenderly done. Yato loves Yukine, and I think Yukine is remembering just how much Yato cares about him. Before he had been agonized over the fact that once again, Yato had left him - but I think it’s starting to sink in that Yato had his reasons. He was doing it to protect him. Taking Yukine’s body out of that fridge and burying him, reading all of those letters - Yato must have had to tape them together to read them, before burying them - it just shows how much Yato cares. I legit teared up at the page with the sakura blossoms overlooking the city. “She’ll look at the cherry blossoms and think of Haruki.” ;^; Even the little throwaway panel of Yato wrapping Yukine up in that blanket, letting Yukine rest - ugh, my heart. I want nothing but good things for them.

Father and Mizuchi vs. Yato - that also broke my heart. For all of Father’s assholery, he really did love Yaboku. Mizuchi protecting him with her small body and telling him, “We’ll go together” made my chest clench. For all the abuse and fucked-up-ness of their dynamics, they were still a family, albeit a toxic, dysfunctional one, and Mizuchi still unconditionally loves him.

Re: Kazuma. OH MY FUCKING GOD HE’S GOT A CRACK S:LDFKJSDL:FKJSD:FLKJDS:LKDd. Of course this happened. OF COURSE this happened. Oh my fucking god. I’ve been going on since way back in chapter 69 thinking KAZUMA’S GONNA DIE and I swear Adachitoka loves dangling him over the abyss at every chance they get orz. But Bisha’s on the way, maybe we’ll get a scene of Kazuma starting to turn into an ayakashi but Bisha throws her arms around him and pulls him back from the brink. (Can love confessions reverse GGS? I’ll be strapping on my tinfoil hat XD)

Speaking of Bisha, she looks just /so/ exhausted. Can you imagine, being still achy and injured from fighting the heavens, and then hopping on your lion and preparing to do it all over again? D: It looks like only a day or so has past since she woke up in canon, wearing that black night dress. (We’ve seen this night dress before, she wore it when Kazuma first saw her blighted by Aiha). Was she resting at home when she saw the masks appearing again?

Girl didn’t even bother putting on shoes. She’s legit gonna fight barefoot again D:

LOL at Kuraha being like, “I DON’T WANNA STAY A LION.” Like dude is friggin desperate lol. Bisha’s conversation with Arahabaki makes me think she’s starting to suspect Kazuma is being wielded by Yato.

I wonder what the final arc will look like. Will Yukine and Hiyori reunite? What about Ebisu and Take, will the next half chapter be about them? Are we gonna see Kazuma freak out from GGS? I mostly want to see Bisha screaming her feels at Kazu as he’s dying/turning into a phantom XD

[tuulikannel]

Translations of the group chats in the character book, p. 180-184

Okay, this got done faster than I assumed! Anon asked for the translations of pages 180-184 of the “Roll Book Time”, here you are. This was a fun way to procrastinate instead of doing stuff I should be doing. xD

This one needs a big disclaimer, though. I’m not good with slang expressions and the kind of colloquial language teenagers use. ^^; This was excellent practice though and I learned a lot, but I’m far from certain of every little thing. So if you spot mistakes, don’t hesitate to tell me. I want to know if I got something wrong. (The third one’s been translated before by ansatsu database, so that I was able to crosscheck. I decided to do it too, cause it connects to the second one.)

Also, I left the time stamps in the translations in those cases were they actually matter. ^~ The last one is my favorite, I think. xD

Korosensei: The roguish Terasaka-kun has become the center [of this group]. This is everyone in the Terasaka group. Seems like they’re in disagreement over the pre-exam slithery study cram sessions.

One day in June

Group name: Ore-sama & co

Receiver (whose account this is seen from): Terasaka

Members: 4

11:57 Terasaka: What will we do about that octopus? Isn’t it really embarrassing and uncomfortable?

12:35 Taisei: What’s embarrassing?

12:36 Terasaka: The pool that octopus made Let’s blow it up!

12:48 Muramatsu: We're not listening to the octopus, right? [the verb here is in kana and not kanji, so it could be something else than listen, but anything else makes even less sense]

12:49 Taisei: There’s that

12:49 Muramatsu: We’re far from others in our class though

12:50 Terasaka: Huh? Are you chickens?

And aren’t you guys’ reactions way slow here?

13:01 Hazama: Say, what’ll we do about the slithery thing?

13:01 Taisei: Supplementary lessons are crap, but going once is ok, right?

13:02 Terasaka: Hey! Didn’t we agree to avoid those

We’re talking about the slithery stuff here you know

13:10 Hazama: But I hear it seems good

13:11 Taisei: Yeah, Hara said that too

13:11 Muramatsu: Oh, I wonder if that’s true

Korosensei: Somehow, boys are excited to talk about girls. They’re just being boys, right…

One day in October

Group name: Project Itona strategic headquarters

Receiver: Okajima

Members: 11

Okajima: Today’s tank… that was risky

Hiroto: It turned into something outrageous

Itona: Your thoughts were helpful Thanks

Okajima: By the way how is it, Itona!? Do you like any of the girls?

Itona: Yada Touka

Hiroto: That’s easy to understand… ^_^;

Okajima: I know the feeling… my favorite recently has been the tsundere princess ❤️

Hiroto: Hayami? Except for her *** Isn’t the slender type your thing

Itona: Slender at first look, but there are also good things

Okajima: As expected, Itona gets it. What about you Maehara?

Hiroto: Me? Actually during the assassination trip, I got close to this girl who happens to live nearby. These days she’s been the one.

Okajima: Damn you… had the nerve to do your thing

CHIKURIN (Ritsu): Hey you all, don't forget my existence ( ` ・ω・ ´ )

*** I don’t know what Maehara is saying there about Hayami. Simple sentence but it beats me. 速水か以外だな Hayami ka igai da na = Hayami (question particle) ‘expect for’ ‘be’ (particle used to soften the expression of emotion, desire, assertion etc.)

(also, a linguistic note for anyone interested: learned a way to “swear” in Japanese. Okajima used there at the end the auxiliary verb yagaru, which was quite interesting)

Korosensei: Oops, is this only for girls… This isn’t at all just to satisfy curiosity. Sensei just wants to understand the students’ feelings. Being a teacher through and through.

One day in October

Group name: 3-E girls-only assembly

Receiver: Yada

Members: 13

Kayano: For real! Have men nothing but porn in their heads

Yada: Seems to be so~

Kayano: Oh I just can’t ( ` 3 ´ )

RIO: Now now, aren’t you getting angry over trivial things By the way, hasn’t Yada-chan’s chest grown bigger yet? ^_^

Yada: Huh? You’re just imagining things…

Rio: This is girls only, no need to be hiding

Yada: Really there’s no such thing… (>_<)

RIO: Kayano-chan went really quiet (> 艸<)=3

Yada: Kaede-chan!? I’m saying that’s not true!

Ritsu: This is just visual measurement and I have no exact numbers, but I can confirm that it’s bigger than before. ♪

RIO: Ho, really!? Good job, Ritsu!! 👍

Ritsu: I’m happy to have been of help. ˇvˇ

Yada: Ritsu! Don’t talk too much! Kaede-chaan!!

Korosensei: Nyaa? Sensei has been excluded from this network…!! And this is the stuff you see there…

One day in November

Group name: 3-E’s teachers contact network

Receiver: Bitch-sensei

Members: 2

23:18 Karasuma: The Japanese government has called up a meeting. I’ll be gone a few days, please keep an eye on things.

23:19 Irina: I see, have a good trip All will be done properly here. *

11/4

13:13 Irina: Today’s peaceful too, how’s it going there? Isn’t it lonely when you can’t see me? ˇзˇ

11/5

21:50 Irina: Heey Karasuma, how are you doing? ' з - ♡ Here’s a prize for you for your hard work 💋

(picture)

How’s that? Excited? ❤️ I bet you want to see me now 💞

11/6

9:54 Irina: Nagisa’s mother is coming to meet the homeroom teacher. It’s a big fuss. I said I could take your place but I was turned down.

9:55 Karasuma: I was also contacted here. I’m saying this just in case, but be very careful

* I find it a bit funny that the word that Irina uses, tekitou, has two meanings: 1) suitable; proper; appropriate; adequate 2) perfunctory; half-minded; sloppy; careless; irresponsible

I think it’s also noteworthy that she wrote it there in katakana and not in kanji. In my experience, words are written in kana when they’re used for the colloquial meaning… so I wonder exactly what were you saying there, Bitch-sensei? xD

( Masterlist of my translations )

[thefanficmonster]

Real Friends

Valkyrae & Reader (Male)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: SMAU, Platonic fluff, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Following an accidental and not very consensual face reveal, Y/N’s dealing the sudden shift of the spotlight on him even more than it was before. Being the big deal he is on social media, the internet has every right to be freaking out. Luckily, he’s got a friend to help him cope with it all.

Requested by @iawaythrown Hii! Thank you so much for your request! I’m so sorry for how long it has taken me to complete your request and post it but here it finally is. I’ve never written a SMAU before so this isn’t the classic SMAU format but I still hope you’ll enjoy it! Love, Vy ❤

Imagine you end a toxic relationship of almost a year and go to bed feeling like a ton of bricks has been lifted off you, like you can finally breathe properly and like you’re finally getting a taste of freedom. The very freedom you chose to lose by getting in the toxic relationship in the first place. Of course, I didn’t know it was toxic at the time, probably cause it wasn’t, but it gradually turned into a nightmare.

A nightmare that keeps haunting me even after I thought I had put an end to it.

Apparently, that was wishful thinking cause I woke up this morning to find an unbelievable number of notifications and messages from friends, family and my manager and associates. Being in the music industry as a faceless creator, I keep my circle tight and it only consists of people I can trust so to see them all freaking out at me at once, even the most level-headed ones, freaked me out too. Quickly, I opened the first notification I reflexively tapped on and it opened a post in which someone had tagged me.

A picture taken of me while I was asleep, no doubt one taken by my ex. That being said, I think we can all have a guess at who posted it in the first place. I didn’t listen to my manager when he told me to not allow anyone I trust 1000% into my inner circle. I was foolish and at the peak of my career, feeling on top of the world and feeling invincible which was rare for me. I’ve always been insecure about many things in my life, growing up with a lot of judgy people made me be that way. Not to mention that I didn’t want to be the victim of the internet’s racism either. People turn a blind eye most of the time, but it’s still there, it still exists and looms over all social media platforms, disturbing people’s peace left and right.  You see, I didn’t want people to have an opinion of my art based on my appearance or associations with other creators. I’m pretty good friends with many content creators, especially in the gaming industry, but I’ve never wanted to be put in a box as one of the many friends of someone famous. I made a name for myself without anyone knowing who I am exactly.

And now they all know because of this photo that my ex sent to float down the rivers of hungry social media:

Damn am I gonna get an earful from my manager or what. It’s still rater early though and I’m really not about to deal with this drama on a caffeine-free brain so if there are any calls, emails or messages that need answering - and yes, there are PLENTY of them - they’ll all have to wait until I feel like dealing with them. I’m glad I don’t have to keep up this unbothered charade at home since I live alone cause I seriously don’t feel ok with this. I mean, I could probably report it, but what use would that be when my brand now has a face and a huge chunk of my privacy has already surfaced against my will.

As I sit in my kitchen, sipping my coffee, I finally gather the nerve to at least scroll through the notifications that I’ve received. Fans reaching out, relatives, friends, pissed off people that are there just to exist and try to disturb my peaceful existence but all they’re gonna get is a hard DELETE from me. I have offers on top of offers for modeling pending, waiting on my response. I’ve never considered it, being a faceless creator and all, but my manager will definitely want to milk some cash from this too. That thought makes me sigh in defeat. I have no one to blame but myself for trusting my ex. No one made me do it, no one made me let them in, but I still did, fucking myself over insanely. Just like they’ve now fucked me over.

Amongst the sea of notifications and yet to be opened messages, one in particular stands out and makes me do a double take. It’s a message from my friend Rae - Valkyrae, as she’s known online. She’s one of those gamer friends I mentioned earlier, probably the one I’m closest with. Her and I talk on the regular so seeing a message from her in my inbox is nothing unusual so I wonder why that was the one that stuck out to me. Regardless, that’s the only one I feel like opening and replying to at the moment.

V ~ Hey Y/N, you doing ok? This all must be really hard on you so don’t feel obligated to reply. Do so when you can or want to. I’m here if you wanna talk

Of course Rae would be the one to know how I truly feel in a situation like this. I can act and cover up all I want but she knows exactly what’s underneath the surface of my façade. That third eye friends have for each other, it’s incredible.

Me ~ Doing ok. Wasn’t expecting to wake up to this but now that millions of people know what I look like it feels oddly bittersweet, you know? Like I don’t have to go out of my way to hide anymore but I’m also gonna miss that privacy I had while I was a phantom

Me ~ On the upside: people want me to be a model now XD

My message goes to Seen almost write away, the Typing icon appearing shortly after the messages were read. I wait for Rae’s reply, sipping my slowly cooling coffee with little interest due to how invested I am in our conversation. If there’s a person who can make light of this situation, it’s Rae, no doubt about it.

V ~ I know what you mean. It’s not gonna be easy to adjust to but you will get used to it eventually. I’m sure you’ll even grow to like it. Promise you, it’s not that scary to be exposed, there’s literal millions of people who support you wholeheartedly :) 

V ~ Us, your friends, are here too! Never forget that, we’ve always got your back, Y/N!

V ~ Oh and you really should be a model! Whoever’s saying that has got the right idea. Maybe don’t fear this new change, but embrace it! Take this new turn in your life confidently. Sure, it was out of the blue, but do you really want the person who exposed you to feel the satisfaction of bringing you down? That doesn’t sound like you at all tbh

The epiphany strikes me as soon as Rae’s words sink in as I read them. She’s 100% right. The last thing I want is for my ex to think they’ve won. I refuse to give them the pleasure of tasting victory on the expense of my mental health and career progress. In fact, imma show them just how much they benefited me. But first...

Me ~ Thank you so much, Rae. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this eye-opener

Me ~ I owe you one <3

I sure as hell owe her one, but for now I have other battles to win.

Rifling through my gallery, I find one more recent picture and without a shred of doubt or hesitation, I go straight to Instagram to post it.

~ “Since y’all were curious...And since y’all wanna see me model, you’re welcome” ~

Within seconds likes and comments start flowing in like a riptide, taking over my phone that, despite being charged all night, is already at half of its battery life.

I refresh the page with the post to look at the new comments that have come through, all supportive and complimenting me, some are real thirsty and some are incredibly kind. And even in that sea, her comment still sticks out to me, making me grin like an idiot.

“That’s what I was talking about! Work it, Y/N!“

[franeridart]

Anon said: [Spoilers for non-manga readers] opinion on Baku's hero name?

Very Bakugou, honestly don’t mind it at all! Mostly just surprised it’s, like, legal in the bnha universe for heroes to call themselves stuff like explodo-kills (and also that there isn’t a character limit for hero names??) but that Bakugou would stick with it is pretty damn in character for him so I like it xD still, I’ll probably just call him Dynamight if I’ll ever need to use his hero name lmao

Anon said: not to be the most romantic sap but uh just a kiss by lady a is killin me

Nothing sappy about letting romantic songs get to you!!!! I say, as I’m constantly crying over romantic songs so this mindset benefits me as well lol

Anon said: i may or may not have stumbled across some of your older kiribaku art, the stuff with akane, and she's the best child oc tbh. i actually like her and i tend to not be a fan of child ocs but she's just the cutest darn thing 🥰

I’m so glad you like her!!!!! She was a lot of fun, what a good gremlin ;;;

Anon said: uve heard of dragon!kiri w his hair spikes up, now get ready for dragon!kiri w his hair dowm lookin like the softest boy

AW HECK I think I’ve drawn him in the past, actually!!!! Spike-haired Kiri will forever be my fav Kiri, but there’s just something about hair down Kiri isn’t it!! What a cute boy ;;;; all sharp edges and soft curves, what a lovely sight

Anon said: can i just say your itafushi art is so cute? these two already make me feel and then your art just (つω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

THANK YOU SO MUCH I really need to draw them more, don’t I! goge kinda monopolized my attention there, but the way itafushi makes me feel..........boy the way they make me feel ;;;;

Anon said: good day, poké au thought: 12 y/o bakugo somehow catches a dreepy as like his 2nd pokemon and never questions it

WHY NOT WHY NOT I have a whole team in my mind for the boy tbh but dreepy is so cute ;;;; and anyway, I like my poke!bakugou with as many dragon types as he could possibly get his hands on hahaha

Anon said: Please know that, amongst other factors, you were one of the maon reasons I stsrted Jujutsu Kaisen two days ago and there isnothing more to say except thank you and I'm absolutely in debt with you for that, thank you so much 😍

I’m so so SO glad you’re liking it!!!!!! It can get kinda heavy but it’s such a great story.... honestly I’d been wanting to start it since I saw the first pv for the anime all the way back last year but I was like, you know it’s a mappa anime! so I wanted to watch the anime as a new thing, cause I love mappa, but three episodes in I couldn’t hold back and just binged it. It’s kind of story that just makes you wanna drink it all in one go, isn’t it? so good so good

Anon said: makeup artist kirishima and model bakugo or makeup artist bakugo and model kirishima? :0c

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm can’t say I see either of them much into fashion tbh, but if I had to pick probably model Kiri and artist Baku? I just don’t think Baku would be able to stay still enough to get photographed, and he wouldn’t like the photographer bossing him around anyway, and catwalks would be impossible for him to stomach imho, he’s too restless for it! At least it’s the way I see it haha

Anon said: fdgdhdkfhdafs i had a thought, what if bakugo prefers dogs and kirishima prefers cats and when they meet each other and become friends it's like, "oh." because they have some striking similarities to their fave animals

That’s been my headcanon for a while now, actually!! I think for me it came from two characters in a manga I like that are a lot like a dog and a cat but have inverted fav animals and when I read about that I was like “oh, right, makes sense since they like each other” and then my brain turned it krbk because when does it not lmao

Anon said: your art is the soothing balm to my soul recently, thank you for posting so much beautiful content. i hope you have a lovely week. ♡

sob thank you so much, I’m glad my doodling can help you feel better ;; <3

Anon said: Friendly reminder anon from last time: that post I left last time I had only eaten 7 gingersnaps that day and hadn’t drank any water. So that encouraged me to actually self care. Thank you.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well I hope you’re taking care of yourself today too! And as fair trade, I’ll do the same myself! <3

Anon said: Hi! I'm an artist and I'm thinking of making a sideblog for my art. Do you have any tips?

Ah man, I’m sorry but I’m not the best person to ask this to! I started this sideblog cause I had too many followers on my main and I didn’t want my stuff to be seen by that many people at first, so whatever I did probably isn’t what you’re looking for :( but really there isn’t much to it, just post whatever you like to draw, tag it as best as you can (but remember that only the first five tags appear in the search page) and be patient, since whatever you do at first you won’t get much attention anyway - the only real advice I can give is to draw something that makes you happy and that you’d draw anyway even if no one were to see it, it’ll make keep posting despite a possible lack of activity a lot easier!

Anon said: Your goge art🥺🥺

I just love them so much ( TT’’’TT)9

Anon said: how the fuck have i not been following you? I remember seeing your bakushima art in the bnha tag and always thinking it's so cute. Now you're into JJK too??? and the satosugu art??? fuckin, diabetes incarnate. I love it. I love you. Your art 10/10. I'm tired lmao.

WELL thank you for the follow!! And for thinking my stuff is cute!!!!! I do my best with that, I want all the soft things for my favs 😌

Anon said: Are you gonna draw Gojou/Getou comic?? 👉🏻👈🏻 WOULD LOVE TO READ IT

you mean an actual doujin? I don’t think I will, sorry! I’m really no good at long projects orz but thank you so much for wishing to read something like that from me!!! ;A;

Anon said: Hello! YOUR ART IS SO FREAKING GORGEOUSSSS!!! I love them so much!! If I may ask you one question. Between Getou amd Gojou, who do you see as top/bottom? Just curious

THANK YOU!!!!! And I honestly don’t care as long as they’re happy and together!!! please let them be happy and together 🙏🙏🙏

Anon said: i want you to know!!! i followed you for your kiribaku art but!!! i love your art so much that idc what you post because it's all just!!!! incredible and wonderful and stunning!!!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! this means a lot to me so seriously thank you so much!!!!

Anon said: d'you think bakugo has like headaches or migraines after training or battles because of how loud his quirk is? like, i listen to music slightly too loud and my head is sending me to hell. (unless you go with the hoh hc which is also 👌)

I like to think Baku’s body is attuned enough to his own quirk that he wouldn’t get drawbacks of the kind tbh, though that wouldn’t be a bad thought for when he just starts to increase the output/width and strength of his explosions............ well, I myself suffer from chronic headaches and migraines so I’m always up for projecting on my favs ngl lmao

Anon said:  so like... dragon kirishima's eyes glow right? like, if we equate his dragon-ness to unbreakable his eyes glow? they also glow when he's half shifted? honestly i just live glowing eyes

Oh hell yeah I’m all for that, definitely definitely, I love glowing eyes with my whole heart and Kiri’s eyes in unbreakable are just so!!!!!! NGH *chef kiss* the more of unbreakable there is in his dragon form the happier I am ( TT^TT)9

Anon said: me, scrolling through your blog: ah shit guess im gonna have to start watching jjk

!!!!! hope it won’t hurt you too much, anon!!

Anon said: dragon!kiri and bakugo having a tug-of-war match over a piece of meat. both have it in their mouths. both are determined to win.

Kiri is turned into his dragon form and Baku still wins, hell yeah

Anon said: your satosugu is top tier!! it's hard to find stuff for them that isn't straight up angst so your art has been super cool and also very very cute!! (tho if you went with angst, it wouldn't be a bad thing obviously)

AH I’m so happy to hear you like them!!!! but also happy you wouldn’t mind angst, as I do like them the best happy and soft but my brain, my brain has been throwing sads my way for a while now 👀 I got some ideas

Anon said: What program/device do you use??

Easy Paint Tool SAI and a wacom intuos!! Though I got myself an ipad+procreate just yesterday and I’ve been messing around with it, let’s see how that one goes!

Anon said: *inahles* i am simping for mohawk man please tell me everything about your ocs immediately or i will detonate

THANK YOU FOR LIKING HIM HE’S CALLED DAVIDE Dav for short, he’s a cat of a man and a music instrument enthusiast (mostly string ones, but he’s very good with the piano as well) - he works in a music instruments store, and he’s a uni student majoring in philosphy! He doesn’t like bothersome things, he isn’t very good at taking anything seriously or putting effort in stuff, but he’s very chill to spend time with and generally a nice chat both if you want mindless thoughts or deep conversations (he’s a philosophy major after all). He can’t sing for shit, he’s got two cats (tago and schelly!), and he just wants a quiet life to laze around but all his friends are hurricanes in human bodies, but then again, he picked them himself so he can’t complain. He’s a good boy!! I’m planning a comic for him and his boy Ross >:]

[zu-is-here]

No problem about waiting, it's completely fine!

Oh that really does sound fun, I've never been to such a packed party, what kind of g

Food did the restaurant have?

Heh, no exchange, I love me some rain XP, I'll take some snow though when it snows again XD.

Awww cute kitty! It reminds me of my dog, his hair gets everywhere.

Aww I really really hope that you guys like it. Tha ks so much for giving me permission to bring this scene to life, do you remember the ask when I asked about it?

The interview is to work at the local cinema as a front of house staff. I'll sell tickets, give food and sit in of movies sometimes to make sure people are behaving.

You know I've actually never been on a date before, but thanks that's some great advice. It's on Thursday so fingers crossed

The breakfast was nice! Only the pub had a shipping problem and didn't have half of the food in stock, so we kind of had to get a bunch of sides to share

The lasagna was nice, but it's tiring because it takes 2 hours to make _(:3 」∠)_

Well we will keep you updated! I have more story to tell you anyway

Mine has got to be cupid and Psyche! Though a more modern one would be the Kings chocolate fountain. Tbh I don't think it's a myth or legend, but it's a story I remember reading

Ahhhh! It's here! Yes it's soooo cute!

I'm guessing the Octopus will be in charge of the blog from now on! Soo cutie!

Do they have a name?

Thank you so much for understanding <3 Lately I barely have time to respond DMs, not to mention asks and even drawing,,, I've been trying to finish that comic page since Thursday! XD

Same here x) Oh nothing special there, just a usual restaurant with many good dishes for all tastes (о´∀`о)

Fair enough (≧∀≦) It's been burning outside for so many days, I've never witnessed such a hot summer (°▽°) Poor cute kitty actually, she can't find a single cold corner to cool off in her fur coat :'D

And I do remember your ask! (〃ω〃)

Oh the cinema!! (*'▽'*) Such a sweet place to work, so many people to see! It's gonna be great, good luck there ☆ Hope you had a nice breakfast time there together! And I'm sure that you did amazing with your lasagna (๑>◡<๑)

Hope to listen to you sometime again (´⌣`ʃƪ)

Oh what's King chocolate fountain myth about? *^* Greek mythology is exciting indeed heheh! Guess the other one for me would be Bogatyrs, a big part of Russian culture ☆

Heheh seems like that (≧∀≦) They don't! Buuut they inspired me to draw something,,, someday ♪(´ε｀ )

How was your Monday? ♡

UPD:

Happy Monday Tuesday! ☆ Hope so too (*´∇｀*) Thanks a lot again! <3

Ah I thought you meant "What kind of g food did the restaurant have?" so it's alright! (´∀｀)

So you two plan to make two version for different platforms (audiences)? Sounds not that easy but I believe you can choose the best way to share the story! *^*

Oh that's a good moral story indeed (ﾟ∀ﾟ) Yep, Bogatyri legends are about big and strong heroes (three of them are the main / most "popular" ones) who performed feats for the homeland ☆

OH!! My god!! When are you gonna post them? (☆▽☆)

Glad to hear you had a nice time with your friends!╰(*´︶`*)╯And I've tried this kind of chocolate, such an unusual one :D What do you think about this one?

Busy yet determined as always, thanks! <3 Have been working all day long, now it's time to have a break for the night xd Good night to you ☆

[deepperplexity]

Prompt: 3. Smiles

A/N: Here we go, day 3 of SNAPEMAS and today we get Smiles as a prompt! :D I decided to play with one of my favourite Snape love tropes in this one; age difference. So while you are young - a mere 21 of age, Severus is 43 (so, 22 years age difference - same as my grandparents btw xD)

Also, please know that I use the term 'Christmas morning' since some celebrate on the 24:th (Christmas Eve) and some celebrate on the 25:th (Christmas Day). I don't want to limit it by writing Christmas Day Morning or Christmas Eve Morning ^^ Same goes for when I write Christmas - rather than Christmas Day or Christmas Eve :P

Setting: Diagon Alley, Sugarplum's Sweets Shop

Pairing: Snape x Reader

Word count: 1467

Warnings: Fluff, Age Difference

Masterlist page // Masterlist post // SNAPEMAS POST

Diagon Alley was brimming with activity, teeming with merriness and joy as people rushed here and there. But you, however, did not rush. You simple walked slowly through the crowd with your boyfriend next to you. Your arm wrapped around his. Your heavy coats kept you nice and toasty as tiny flakes of snow sifted through the cold air.

You could not have been happier. This would be your first Christmas with the love of your life. Your first Christmas by his side. The first time you exchanged presents and the first time you'd wake up on Christmas morning and be able to cuddle in his arms. Oh, how you longed for Christmas to actually come around so you could make many new memories with your beloved.

It would be different this year of course. Your family had shunned you after you got together with Severus; he was more than twice your age and your family did not approve. He was almost as old as your own father - but what did it matter? You loved him, he loved you and you never felt as cherished as you did under his loving gaze. He was all you could ever have hoped for. And you chose him, you would always do so.

"Do you want to go in?" Severus asked as you had stopped in front of a second-hand bookstore. You shook your head, today was not for books. You both usually got stuck and the whole day would be lost. No today you wanted to be with him, in every way. "Let's go there," you said and pointed towards a very pink store called Sugarplum's Sweets Shop. Severus's lips tugged in a half-smile as he nodded. "As you wish, love," he said and your heart pounded at his voice and the utterance of the word 'love'.

The store was quite full of people but they seemed to clear a path as Severus strode in with his commanding presence. He always did that, it was just who he was and you loved it. His command, his aura, his posture and the respect he seemed to demand just by breathing. You relished in his strength and felt as soft as cotton in comparison. As brittle as glass. Yet he was like a barrier between you and all things that could break you. You were safe with him. Strong with him. Happy and carefree with him.

You looked around, there were sweets of all kinds; and pastries. The air was thick with a sugary scent and it was too hot with the heavy cloak you wore. But it didn't matter. You took his hand and dragged him over to the liquorice corner. So many goodies, you thought as you let go of Severus and looked at all the sweets. You smiled so broadly, had you not had ears it might have gone all the way around your head.

"What should we get?" you asked and turned towards Severus. He smiled at you, one of those smiles he never gave to any other person, as his arms laid crossed over his chest. "Whatever you wish, love," he said in that rumbling voice of his that made your heart pound a little harder as your knees grew a little weaker. You gave him a joyful expression before you turned back to the liquorice. you grabbed a bag and started to fill it with four pieces of each candy you wished to eat and share with him.

You walked around the store, filled your bag with care and grabbed a few pastries as well. You wanted to share them with him, with your beloved Severus and see his smile as you both shared such a sweet little moment in private. You were well aware that he had a different persona in front of others. That he had to, it was like a protective wall of his own. Like he was to you. But you didn't mind. You knew his true nature and the love he held for you. Just thinking about it made you all giddy.

He came up behind you as you were pondering whether to take the pumpkin pastries or the cinnamon rolls. He gave the top of your head a kiss and whispered in your ear, "Take both, darling. You know you will regret it later otherwise." You giggled as he gave your warm ear a little nibble before he kissed your jaw tenderly. You grabbed both the pastries and the rolls before he led you to the register.

Your goodies were packed, Severus paid and out the door you went. Your arm yet again wrapped around his as he carried the bag with all the goodies in his free hand. You talked animatedly about how you wanted to decorate his house, buy a tree, make a Christmas dinner among many other Christmas related activities. He barely said a word but every time you glanced up at him he wore the brightest of smiles. Despite being in public. Despite the looks everyone gave you. Despite the whispers and the people who swirled to avoid walking in his path. He smiled so brightly. You could not help but smile just as brightly as you walked down Diagon Alley.

When you arrived at Severus's house at Spinner's End you hung up your coat, kicked off your snowy boots and slipped your feet in the fluffy slippers he had bought you a few weeks ago. You had only complained once, once, that the floors were a little cold and just an hour later he presented you with the cutest little bunny slippers that were so soft and warm it felt as though you walked on sun-heated clouds.

You had grabbed the bag from him before you headed to the kitchen. You unpacked the goodies and placed them in different boxes to keep them fresh in the hopes you would be able to enjoy it all for a few days at least. Severus came in on muffled steps. His arms wrapped around you as he kissed the top of your head again. You leaned back into him and that smile was back yet again.

"If you don't stop my cheeks are going to hurt," you chided softly as your hands landed on his forearms that were wrapped right over your chest. "Stop what?" he murmured softly and the words vibrated through your entire body as his voice seemed to reach every inch of you. "Making me smile like this," you hummed and closed your eyes, completely content.

Severus chuckled and kissed your temple. "Never. It is my mission in life to keep you smiling," he said and you giggled. "Sev, you're so sweet." "Hm, perhaps for you. For you," he murmured and kissed your temple again, "I will be as sweet as I can." His words made you tremble and you felt so adored it nearly burst out of you in pure energy.

"This Christmas will be the greatest one ever," you sighed happily as your thumb stroked his arm. "I am sorry your family has not-" "Oh hush, they can rot in their mansion without the joy of watching the golden star on top of the tree." Severus leaned back a little and you looked up at his pondering face. You smiled wickedly on a soft shrug of your shoulder. "It's mine, the golden star was a gift from my great grandfather and it always sits at the top of the tree, every Christmas. Well, except, this year it will sit at the top of our tree," you said with that wicked smile and he let you go on a soft hum.

You spun around and embraced him as you tilted your head back to look him in the eye. "It is mine and it will be where I will be. And I, I will always be with you, from now and until the end of time." Severus's arms encased you in warmth as he gave your smiling lips a soft kiss. "You are a wicked delight, my love," he chuckled, "and I am the happiest man in the universe to be with you." You reached up and kissed him to convey all the feelings you had for him. He returned the favour.

You kissed while you smiled and everything seemed right in the world. Warmth, light and heavenly love filled you up as he refused to let you go until you wined about eating the goodies you had purchased earlier. And even then he only let go a little bit, so you could reach the goodies before he walked you to the living room with his hand at your lower back. His face in such a bright smile it made you feel as if the brightest of Christmas lights had nothing on his shine.

Day three of SNAPEMAS and this was just a pure joy to write - I so rarely stick to just fluffy love stuff ( I don't feel I'm really good at it so xD ) but this was so rewarding to write. I feel as though our lovely Snape deserves to have some pure love and joy in his life. Especially around Christmas!  

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and please join me for SNAPEMAS - it is not too late! :D 

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[Dec:2020]

[shadowdianne]

Okay but it would be really cute for a Cissamione prompt to be like, at a ball or something and Andy interrupts them before they kiss 🤣

Nine months later here I present…. Something Xd Hope you like it anon <3 And thanks for the prompt 😉

As always ever-present reminder that I might be a little bit of a brat when it comes to details… and far too invested in long sentences, lack of perfect edition if I happen to write this in the middle of the night as it is, and far too short actual dialogue. Apologies for everything and I do hope this is enjoyable.

Less of me, on with this :P

 Lights illuminated the room, pools of flickering flame that climbed their way through the decorations that had been carefully hexed a few hours prior, so they maintained their shape and form while floating soundlessly above the chatting crowd below. Marble and wood splayed beyond the lights, its colors swallowing whatever little droplets of that very same light that absconded its way into Narcissa’s hair for everything that Hermione was concerned.

Unperturbed, or perhaps far too lost in the other witch’s silhouette, the brunette witch didn’t quite see her fellow colleagues as they laughed and talked around her, conversations inane, lacking most of the times, insipid, and far too work-related in others even if today’s ball had been called in the hopes, perhaps, of creating a divisive line between work and pleasure. After all, Imbolc was shining bright among the magic present in the air and the ones at the ballroom, the members of the Ministry that is, weren’t the only ones celebrating such a moment. Beyond the curtains and veils and walls so carefully jinxed so no muggle could hear them above in the grey-surfaced city, many other members of the Wizarding Community would be enjoying the festivity as well. And yet, Hermione had caught herself realizing, half-apologizingly, despite the boredom their conversations had for her that she would have been one of the many others who couldn’t quite separate themselves from their work-related company if it hadn’t been -that is- for the far too good dressed witch that had made her entrance just late enough for the alcohol to have been poured and refilled more than twice already.

She had hoped she would come, she had given her own invite herself after all; a cacophony of nerves and what-ifs stuck at the back of her throat as she had played with the envelope made out in parchment and pressed celandine and violets that had left minute granules she has promptly shaken off as Narcissa had risen her brows and tilted her head, all angles and shadows and eyes that shone as conjured ice.

“Are you sure of this?” She had asked then, within the confines of the apartment that had become theirs even if none of them dared to speak such truth out loud. Despite the reality of Narcissa still living at the Manor that had become rightfully hers after the Trials and the divorce and some other legal affairs that had become far too long to enumerate while trying to find the better way to explain that nothing would please her and burn her more than seeing her there, among others, next to her, distance close enough that maybe, just maybe, she could grab her fingers and squeeze them between hers.

Hermione had bitten into her bottom lip then, sheets around her, the chill of mid-January chasing the fine hairs at the back of her hair as she moved up on their bed, moving closer, farther from where she had fished out the letter from, a simple, sober “And plus one” written at the very top of the envelope on itself. The words laconic, mute of the colors Narcissa’s eyes kept on bringing as she scanned the parchment again and again, as if waiting for the letters to slid of the page, transformed into fog and glass. She had taken Narcissa’s empty hand with one of hers then, kissing the palm, curving her fingers along so the blonde witch would mimic her as she laid her chin against their conjoined hands.

“Only if you want.” She had replied then, serious, expectant, willing, needy, burning.

But, the brunette witch now thought as she maneuvered herself away from her colleagues, away from the walls, away from the fire and flames that framed the edges of a room that couldn’t contain the happiness at seeing Narcissa entering and searching for her, finding her and promptly doing the same as she was doing, wasn’t Imbolc meant to be fire? Didn’t she deserve to have the one she wanted at her side then and there? She emitted a small smile as she finally moved close enough for Narcissa to grasp both of her hands by her wrists, thumb running through her pulse points, as she appraised her, blonde and dark on her hair, glass, and jewels on her hair, black and fire and white on her silhouette having forgone her usual Slytherin colors for something more appropriate for the evening and reason of the party itself.

Hermione knew her stunning, knew her beautiful, gorgeous, divine, and with that in mind, she licked her lips and reminded herself, dazedly, that despite her will and want and accepted offer at accompanying her neither of them had truly talked about how much or how little would they be willing to show. So, sadly, she pressed her lips together, blushing, always blushing, and -still trapped by Narcissa’s hands, turned them palm up so she could feel the tipping dance of the blonde’s own heartbeat against the pads of her fingers. A staccato of nerves and -yet- resolution.

“Been some time since I was here.” The blonde mentioned, almost in passing, eyes glued to the walls, to Hermione if the brunette narrowed her eyes enough to see the quick pupil movement. Anything, everything, that would shield them both to the onlookers, the ones who were trying to be subtle, the ones who weren’t. “I like what they have done for today. You will need to tell me if you managed to get them to do the eternal flame spell you talked me about.”

Narcissa had been pardoned. In a fashion, after a trial that had been far too long and work that had needed to be done inside the blonde’s own mind once she had risen her head towards the Wizengamot and admitted her part, subscribing to where her faults had lied, admitting her will of changing, of not quite leaving everything behind but ready to try to. She had paid, obliging to what both others wanted of her and she herself had asked of her. And yet her presence, her memory, was still followed by the very same eyes that glanced and looked and judged Hermione’s own presence in the Ministry, even after all those years, even after showcasing time and time again that her place there hadn’t been nepotism but something earned, something good.

So she jutted out her chin and pretended not to see them, none of them, as she glanced up towards the fires; the colors changing ever so slowly from bright red to purple and mauve if one stared at them long enough.

“They finally went with a spell over Incendio so the flames remained cold longer.” She informed, contrite and Narcissa scoffed a little as she -sadly- dropped her hands, grasping a glass that had floated towards her in the attempt to get her to start drinking.

“Their miss.” She said, taking a sip, liquid splashing slowing, lazily, as she appraised Hermione with the promise of a shadow of a smile, eyes slow, weighing, smoldering.

Maybe she should just kiss her, no matter the murmurs and scolds and gasps and questions that would come later. Or maybe she could just, simply, ask her to leave the place, find another one, secluded, safe.

“I…”

Her train of thought was interrupted, however, when a profile appeared amongst the many others around them all, the instantaneous wave of panic not appearing as it had once done but yet making her tremble with the realization they were about to be interrupted by none other than Narcissa’s sister as Andromeda promptly abandoned her own conversation with some members of a department Hermione didn’t truly focus on, and strode towards them with the resolution of someone about to start an equally long conversation with them both.

“Your sister is here.” She said in the spare seconds they had, the flashing idea of convincing Narcissa to climb to her own office, beyond the hall, beyond the elevators, beyond the sleeping memorandums turning into ash.

While Narcissa baited looks, Andromeda was a very different beast altogether. She had been, after all, the good sister as far as the general public was concerned. She wasn’t followed nor judged but was still as looked at as the others who have been there, on their own, during the war. She was invited to the usual feasts, however, either by ones or others wanting to get some edge out of the almost perfect living copy of Bellatrix Lestrange herself and so as she moved everyone deferred around her as her smile caught Narcissa’s eyes the second the blonde turned towards where Hermione’s gaze was lost, shoulders rising in surprise at the sight.

“I didn’t know you had been invited Cissy! I would have sent you an invite but I was already a plus one…”

“I was, kind of a last-minute thing, though, hence why I couldn’t find a moment for…”

They were warm to each other, the sadness that had peppered their conversations having been diluted some time ago. And so, Hermione couldn’t blame Andromeda for wanting a moment with her younger sister. Decided to move away, leave them so they could be as free as they could be among so many others, she stepped at her right, a passing caress on Narcissa’s forearm that could very well look intentional to others who were paying enough attention.

“Andy.” She said, all smiles and warm eyes but the other witch wasn’t having any of it and, grabbing her by the very same point her sister had had mere moments before, she spun Hermione until she was between them both, head tilted, mischievous.

“Oh no you don’t.” She said merrily. “You are going to stay here and listen as I ask my sister why she hasn’t kissed you yet. Noisy ones be dammed, Cissy, have you seen her?”

Oh, well. Or she could just question if she could ask for a non-verbal approach of disappearing without a trace.

[worangetraveler-multiverseguide]

Looking at 316 with vague context… and dissapointment it was NOT 314, CURSE YOU STARING ARC!

Future Worange ready for the next chapter in Komi san’s quest for... actually who cares is SHENANIGANS TIME! Because the infamous White Day is upon us and if this becomes ANOTHER multichapter arc many will collectibly lose it

(This time again I’ll be a bit lost probably so bare with me, I said this are with vague context for a reason)

Absolutely NO idea who she is, but she gives me Yadano vibes... I like her.

BIG BLACK RED HEART! (WHY ARE YOU STILL IN THE CORNER)

Oh is that Komi’s brother? Interesting...

And our girl sadly failed her mission and while breaking the chocolate gave half of it to this random dude passing by

Whom Hitomi also gives a basic chocolate? Okay nice nice, but enough flashback TO WHITE DAY

Oh so this dude Yamada... oh my god he is a complete moron isnt he? 

You... you really want to “date” both girls... after a month of what amounts to pity chocolate and even lower INCIDENTAL chocolate... I dont know you and already hate you

killed and obliterated 

THE END

ROLL CREDITS

(I dont care the gif doesnt work, the point stands)

Also Tadano’s sister... heling with countermeasures for Komi’s brother... this is how you know I like knowledge here because I can already picture the witty banter many will have at this... anyway moving on...

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT I just realize that the chapter just NOW is starting properly with the 3 main girls stretching... all of them questionable, but all for different reasons

Some people can just dramatically wink and give all they want... who is even this... wait... DUDE IS LITERALLY NAMED AFTER A THEATER! xD

Some people are shameless and ask they gift in return (poor Ninja Guy, just forever an extra)

TINY DUDE IN THE CORNER WHO ARE YOU!?!?!?!? No seriouslly at this point I can start a drinking game!

WOAH.... okay these two? I like them... Also thank you Komi you just stopped a murder by BONK

What a cute simple moment with kids and young love... :)

But wait what’s with the tsundere girl in the first panel? Oh woops I skipped a page, so Tsunde-san... Tsunde... *blinks*

I would add the jontron clip of him leaving but we know I’m still here so...

WHY DOES THIS ONE COMES WITH A PLAY BY PLAY OF WHAT HAPPENED!?!?!?!?

I’m starting to think most of these we DIDNT saw during the longest valentine’s day... we will find out someday I guess?

TL;DR! (I will when I actually know these characters I guess)

OH NOW WE GETTING SOMEWHERE! Tadano’s time to return the gifts!

Oh... well this seems like the most normal and regular return gift... also extremely thoughtful since its chocolate cookies for all his valentines... that’s really neat tbh

Manbagi do not project the fandom’s thoughts into your mouth! (Also before reading more TECHNICALLY he has be getting ready for the day after and their 1 month anniversary I suposse?)

MANBAGI GO TO YOUR CORNER! xD

But yes A DATE LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

WELP... the class is offcially the fandom... only with less infighting xD

Yamai... oh God is my and @general-thinks​‘ idea of her trying to ruin their first date like a cartoon villain gonna be REAL!?!?!?!?!?!

Also Emoyama... I dont know you yet but you seem to be my vibe

And lastly

WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ODA GAVE YOU 4TH WALL POWERS!?!??!?!!?!?!

(Also I WAS wondering about those Emo doodles... I’m unsure if I saw all 5)

Anyway that sure was fun and silly and leading up to their first date... I would elaborate but right now I got nothing, see you next time which WONT be liveblogging in the past... but hopefully soon you’ll see more of that :D

[nerdingz-obsessed]

An Analysis of Castlevania (Netflix)

In response to mean words from a fren.

My dearest Castlevania simps, it is time to rise up.

My friend (who I will be attacking :)) was dissing Castlevania (szns 1-3) after my recent Trevor Badass Belmont post, so now I must indulge myself with a rant on how much I absolutely love this series. This is a five four part thing, sorta long (Sorry? but if you read then you’ll understand why I love it my friend is wrong) it has minor spoilers throughout, but it's been out for a while so, proceed with caution ig.

TL:DR at the bottom folks.

One: The Nostalgia

When I was a (small) kid, my uncle was a senior in high school. (I think, I don’t exactly remember.) He loved video games and he’s part of the reason I love them today. Mostly I only ever watched him play things like Halo, but one day he was playing this 2-D, fight game, killing monsters and kicking butt. (as he described it.) And later he let me take a turn, and I couldn’t exactly tell you I knew what I was doing, but I remember how awesome I felt as some 7 year old kicking vampire arse. Now, I get to see those characters again as a young adult and it brings me back, especially the kicking monster butt parts, which brings me to...

Two: The Fight Scenes

(Light Spoilers) HOLY MOTHER OF GOODNESS, if you would have told 7 year old me, “this is going to be a badass anime one day and you’re going to squeal with excitement,” I would have laughed in your face. But I’m not laughing now. If you’ve watched it then you just know. From Sypha and MAGIC (I stan so hard lemme tell you) And Trevor WITH THE WHIPSSS (Szn 3 Episode 9 THAT SCENE Ashshishgishguhsi) And Alucard WITH MAGIC AND MAGIC SWORD (YES) And just Isaac (Whom we love to hate and hate to love) And all of the Vamps and their kool little fighting quirks. I just love love love how amazing, fast paced, and epic the fight scenes are. And it never felt incorrect. i.e. yeah Cypher uses magic and she always seems to never never run out of stamina, but to me it made sense, she’s trained for her whole life, always on the road and there are times when she does look appropriately winded. @ my friend Or Isaac, he’s powerful yes absolutely, but we still see his human weakness. @ my friend(I think this goes for all humans when compared to the Vamps and Monsters tho...)

Three: The Animation

Can I just say that this is one of the most aesthetically beautiful anime I’ve seen in a while. Like the fight scenes, for instance, when fire engulfs a lot of the screen it looks beautiful. Okay that wasn’t very specific, here, in fight scenes, the lines change. If you look, you’ll notice in intense fight scenes the lines getting harder, intenser I suppose, it therefore adds that intensity. (Especially by season 3.{Szn 3 episode 9, dual whips got me drippin fam XD}) But it was also so smooth and elegant (Hi I really love the fight scenes in this show. :)) On small details: the details in Dracula's castle and Alucard's hold under Gre- that city whose name I cannot spell. Not only that, but the scenery, my particular favorite: When Isaac is ‘forging’ his first set of monsters when he’s out on his own. I’m a sucker for the way from a distance those red flames (flames?) shot up into the sky, it was just *chef’s kiss* in the scenery department, just ahhhh :

Oh, speaking of Isaac, it’s time to get on to important, meatier things...

Four: Characters

First off, the villains/antagonists are not just evil to be evil. (Unless you’re Carmilla... :| ... I mean ig she thinks she’s justified bc hello, she’s fighting for her peoples... and I mean, she’s badass, but I sorta have to side with humans? idk) Big Daddy Baddy Drac isn’t just “I vant to suck your blood,” his pain is real. I mean, losing the only person you ever truly loved? Heartbreak. Isaac and Hector both have totally a plausible and low-key understandable reasons for their actions. Okay it’s not an excuse for their bad behavior, but the way they respond to Drac. And, back to Carmilla, can we just stan the four Queens that rule. The four ruler thing they have going is Genius! It’s brilliant, they share their acquired and unique skills and there’s no mans to ruin plans. @ my friend

Edit: Yo I didn't even touch on our two sibling bastards from szn 3. Lol. They are great manipulators, you can feel the betrayal hurt just as bad. They're the jerks that you LoVE to HATE >:(

And The side characters and minor antagonist give the story life. They aren't just blown off characters who don't promote the plot @ my friend. They add depth, perspective, atmosphere and life into the story. Some may not be particularly necessary, or may not need all the character building they were given, but none of it felt forced. It made sense with the story and the interactions they had with other characters flowed and was natural. Yeah, that was brief, but ya get the point.

And importantly, our protagonists. 

Trevor Belmont, technically the main protagonist and center for the for the entire story. His character instantly pops of the page as a reluctant hero, but one that is so damn good at his job. His emotions are believable, it's fairly easy to sympathize with him and he is a vibrant character that you can easily follow along with. See the badass Belmont post ✨ here ✨

Sypha Belnades has easily become one of my most favorite heroines. Her personality, physicality and entire character are so vivid and colorful. She is a believably strong character who does not deserve the resentment she gets from @ my friend. I admire the steps that her character has gotten to take in the story and I am so excited for more Sypha. Also ✨ M a g i c ✨

Lastly, Alucard, our troubled, half vampire son who deserves the world and a hug. He is introduced as the badass immortal that we love to see, but seeing how he has to deal with well, everything, is why I so love the writers. They gave us a dynamic in which we get to see someone, who at first didn't care or need for interaction with others slowly realize how much he needed it. And you can see the stages of his development through each episode. It's lovely. He also doesn't deserve the hate my friend gives him. Also, ✨ Tiddies ✨ (I'm so sorry omg)

And Extra ! Extra ! they are all attractive, like have you even seen an unattractive face in any of the characters with surplus screen time? Sure they may not be your type (@ my friend) but they each have their good looking qualities.

Five(ish): Dynamics/Relationships

I'm lazy and can't write another paragraph lol, but point is. Everything in the amazing show flows together so well. Nothing feels awkward or forced, and more importantly everything has a cause and effect factor for other things. Maybe not directly, but it's there. And everything will come crashing together soon, can't ya feel it? As for relationships b/t characters, well, what can I say, they work so well, are unakward, and have me begging for more.

TL:DR:

This show is beautiful and amazing, both in animation and writing quality. Characters pop of the screen as do the scenes. Fight scenes = Epic. Villains = Important + Badass. Characters = Relatable. Writing = Good. Scenes = Pretty. Hotel = Trivago.

And I didn't even get into the details. Smh.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk, I hope you had a good time @ my friend

[wolfywordweaver]

Hey 💙 1) Remember; you should only be writing for your own enjoyment, not out of obligation, and sometimes it's good to take a short break to keep that passion alive and not force it... 2) I've just noticed how amazing your pfp is and oh my god I'm addicted to it 🥵 3) PROMPT: "do you even know how amazing you are?" preferably Sirius to Remus but do as you please (I never leave prompts, so sorry if it's terrible, and I'm not sure what prompts you like so I went with something versatile)

First off, THANK YOU friend! I love writing so much and it’s hard when it just doesn’t work. :’( But it’s definitely better when I keep the right perspective in mind. And thank you so much for the compliment on my profile page! (at least, that’s what I think pfp is, sorry! XD Please correct me if I’m wrong!) EDIT: pfp is actually “profile picture” and I’m so glad that you like it! I’m obsessed with the artwork (created by @finalsoul)

And here’s a little drabble for your prompt. Thank you for sharing one with me even though you don’t usually leave one. <3 

“Did you know that the dinosaurs as depicted by Jurassic Park and other dinosaur movies are totally unrealistic?” Remus declared passionately as Peter choked on his sip of stolen beer. James started laughing but Remus pointed sternly at him. “No laughing, James, I’m being completely serious!”

“I know you are!” James guffawed. “That’s what makes it even funnier!”

“No, this is serious!” Remus insisted as he stopped his foot in the dirt and waved scarred arms towards the darkening sky. 

Those arms were beautifully and shamelessly exposed, Sirius thought as he happily watched those excited gestures. Remus always got overly excited about things when he was drunk.

“No, I’m Sirius,” he provided half a beat slower than usual. It was just too much fun watching Remus.

“They were probably more like giant penguins! Or giant chickadees!”

“What the fuck’s a chickadee?” Peter giggled before handing the bottle to Sirius.

“It’s a bird, dummy,” the disowned Heir replied at he snatched up the warming bottle. 

“Like a chicken?”

No one bothered trying to answer him. James just laughed loudly and kicked a few sticks towards the small fire they had made. Crickets and cicadas were chirping loudly and the toads were croaking loudly. It was kind of romantic in a last-hurrah kind of way.

“Can you imagine those giant motherfuckers flying through the air?!” Remus laughed as he swayed in the light of the rippling light of the fire. 

“Fuck, they’d probably chase after wizards on brooms!” James cackled. “Think we could outrun them, Sirius?”

“Absolutely, Jamsie.”

Remus wobbled a bit on his feet, but Sirius’ silver eyes could see him go a little lax as his eyes caught sight of the fattening moon. It’s the reason he had been drinking a little heavily tonight.

“Let’s go for a swim,” James sighed happily. 

The night was still warm and the water would probably feel nice. 

Remus shook himself loose from the moonbeams and grinned dopily at his friends. 

“Did you know that McGonagall nearly got suspended from Hogwarts for dueling in the halls?”

“Nooooo!!!!” the other Marauders cried in shock and glee. 

“Tell us!” James demanded.

“How the hell did you even get this information?!” Sirius laughed, not wanting to believe such a thing but absolutely finding it believable. “She probably bull shitted her way out of it!”

“Prefects have advantages,” Remus responded sagely.

“Booo!” James called out and Peter followed along. “Okay, share share share!”

Remus shook his head and made tutting noises. “There are secrets that need to be honored between the Prefects and the Heads of Houses.”

“There are no secret among brothers!” Sirius cried in protest.

The werewolf shrugged, a slight blush darkening on his cheeks. “There may be an unbreakable vow involved, but I couldn’t tell you if there was.”

There was more laughter and booing from the other three before Sirius blurted out the dumbest, off-timed comment.

“Do you even know how amazing you are?”

The grin froze on his face and Peter shot an odd look his way. 

“Of course he knows!” James laughed, eternally having Sirius’ back. “But it doesn’t hurt to remind him! Moony, you’re so fucking amazing!”

Peter jumped in quickly too. 

“Y-yeah, Moony! You’re pretty great!”

“Thanks, mates,” Remus replied softly, his hazel eyes staring down into the fire.

After a few quiet minutes of nothing but the sounds of nature, James looked down from staring at the stars. 

“She was probably hot, yeah? McGonagall, I mean.”

A mixed response chorused around the fire and Sirius made every effort to not look back up at Remus. That had been too close a call.

[crackcrocs]

DEATH WILL ONLY BE THE BEGINNING #3

3. Transformation Central

the entities of my personalities would like to come together in one voice that speaks through me, we or I call this collection of words from the mustiest corners of my brain to this note page to voice something that might come close to what I feel underneath the skin I wear. In all my unorganised words- I might even go as far as to call this a poem, titled:

‘TRANSFORMATION CENTRAL’

sub characters in my head would appreciate if this could be visualised & understood through as deep a lens as humanly possible. even I confuse myself so if you can decode or relate to any of this, wonderful. If not, I’m locked in my own mind, swallowed the keys to my soul.

SIMILARITIES & INTERCONNECTEDNESS BETWEEN HUMAN & PLANT CONSCIOUSNESS EXIST! if you look closely at my nose freckles you’ll see the resemblance of the constellations above. if you look at the human veins & the layout of a tree, this is further proof.

{VISUALS THROUGH A SEPIA WINDOW STARING @ THE AUTUMN LEAFS; IMAGINING THE SEEDS UNDERNEATH, THROUGH NUMB ROOT VESSELS THAT PERMEATE THROUGH EVERY MEMBRANE OF MY EXTERNAL TO INTERNAL ENVIRONMENT}

~FEATURING THE VICIOUS CYCLE OF DEPRESSION & PERFECTIONISM.

here goes:

What is this part of my mind ?

If you want; delve inside-

I may look sweet like Alice,

but underneath it all

I deteste looking in the mirror

-cos I see the mad hatter.

my inner child needs a platter-

full of care not distortion & abuse pls.

less fibbin would’ve been a breeze.

now following the dead fish in the stream!

HOW on EARTH do I fit with the cod & the Haddock?

I’m the rainbow fish- beat & battered.

dim my own light cos I’m too afraid to shine.

alone.

thieves tried to steal my shiny scales.

I sat and watched them grow.

In the sea realm they were mean gargantuan selfish whales, with poisonous shark fangs & alligator tails. scorpion hands. (gremlins)

and still they make me feel like the alien-

I cant take it.

Make it make sense ?

I can’t.

controller in my hand-

Off balance stance.  

anxiously I move round like a wobbly jelly.

where’s the button to balance my chi & shut out the ego ?

the teLLIE telling lies to our vision!

change the channel aura terracotta orange- daily dosage of vitamin D & C.

catch me sun gazing by the sea

head buzzin like a bee.

speaking from a dusty box

stuck on top of a forbidden shelf

cos I dunno how else.

I’m tryna delve deep but forgot how to dive

How can i visualise? scenery foggy-

the establishment man with the glue gun got me xD

inner monk burning but at peace

Cos I refuse to believe

If the only way is the American dream

Interconnected; like the frog in science -let’s dissect it!

down to every floating atom spirit neighbouring your door

subcategories & divisions, it’s more!

than the rich and the poor -prism that’s been built

do we all feel like a performance monkey on stilts?

will my data be extracted & used to mould a robots personality some day?

well obviously not.

does the price of our lives all amount down to slave ways?

LABOUR YAY!

but morals & values it seems we’ve forgot.

sO If i don’t speak its cos I’m lost.

or maybe i’m enlightened-

Standing at the edge of the porch;

watching TRYING to understand how the flowers grow.

questioning eVERYTHING man made!

I’ve stepped out of the perfect picture frame

I can see the coal pollute the sky

I need to hop on the train-

but I’m comfortable

Sunset to sunrise statue standing still.

what’s the ingredients to life’s yucky pie?

I’ve exceeded mental lotteries.

Sanity n universal peace would be a trophy.

TIL then I’ll be crafting & shaping a solid pottery reality,

with a few pence, gum, and a bandana of belongings tied to stick.

thinking one day I’ll be laying the bricks

& building a kingdom of bliss.

guess for now I’ll use the intricate delicate materials in my tool box- that’s all I’ve got.

might have a long way- maybe worth a shot.

I observe, cruisin in the sky.

dunno why..

I jus look @ the hills.

Only time & history reveals.

no thanks mr men-

I don’t want your prescription pills.

there’s enough propaganda as it is.

I won’t jump on the merry go round-

til my core trusts & envisions we’ll actually feel safe!

I don’t want to take part in this faux fur, sweet nothings & a jack in a box punching blur, so called future.

oh and genuinely thanks quarantine-for once again, I can hear bird sounds!

guess this is me tryna speak out loud!!!...

it’s not thrilling

system  time killing everything-

mother nature’s oxygen

everything is nauseating

clock ticking, I better start creating.

they should write a book on how to be free when the system set us up to believe that we’re tied to the cut down trees that gives them a currency of greed that they breed.

If blindfolded, I don’t wanna eat what they feed.

Whilst they profit of us -tell us smile and the bandits don’t wanna see us happy.

they’re too busy robbing all our hoods.

In exchange for the silence, they’ve granted us with a 21’st century fashion garment of a slave muzzle! labelled conform.

More delusion to add to the already desensitised norm.

zootonic diseases, welcome covid 19 to your plastic kiddy tea party!- apologies for questioning your motive!

Been handed too many hot plates with a post it note saying HOLD THIS.

we’ll be okay just hush.

Same Shan message told to every generational seed.

If we don’t TRY overpower-

we’ll never succeed!

it’s getting even more scary.

Artificial intelligence.

Societal negligence..

my canvas isn’t clear-dunno am I schizo ?

finger painting, cos it makes more sense.

struggling to blend.

borderline conspiracist pretending to be fine;

moving the goal post, hovering above the race line.

who made the chalk? who set the lanes?

I wanna know it all, maybe¿ far past insane.

I can fit all I need in the palm of my hand,

Maybe even less! cut a finger off not sure it’ll even add stress.

hi from personality Peter, even sober- always away with the fairies.

Pass the pixie dust, I’m in a rush

Found shelter in the comfort of pan physicists timer, no not the one on your phone!

Ring ring, skeptical! is it my demon or my mommy on the phone?

I’m stuck in the airspace of an infinite glass filled with beach particles trying to form myself standing up still attempting not to slip through the hands of my very own discovery.

time is running out & ill go when I go.

I’m sitting inside the fly trap -

stardust, chakras can you feel the sensation colors like a starburst.

deep emotion is a curse.

still entrapped in the sand dune of nothingness-

flipping a domino monopoly of solidified thoughts as I sway with the wind.

I’m the trapped sandbox in the playground & the slipping sand in my own hands.

Inhale chronic but I wanna enter the quiet realm of white noise

-color of a wife beater vest, calmer than the ease in ignorance of a red neck.

sadomasochistic, messes.

but oblivion, seems like less stress.

Unfortunately I can see, with all eyes

empathetic paralysis, gets me vexed.

Punching truth into the core of your chest!

It’s not funny, neither is the one on the receiving end..

My limbs are numb

& im done playing octopus alchemy.

I want minimalism & life can be simple,

Evil entities have made it hard.

Maybe I’ve got stars above my head like an old cartoon character.

But I can’t make it make sense, are they out to get me. worse all of us? Or have I bottled myself tryna re mesh the broken shards,

I feel glued to the floor cos there’s a pretty price to pay if you want more.

I see life through a different lense, maybe born downside up, Benjamin button I came out the back door-

Outside looking in, digesting confusion.

Is to be a product of environment a sin?

rummage through my messy brain.

personalities sardine packed in this tin

I’m the wizard of my mania

Scaring & attracting the black crows-

they’re my friends.

Sometimes still a cowardly lion

Roaring pain & true riddles at the wrenching wicked witch posse of the west.

will my voice ever be loud enough to shed light wit my words and grate the sweet zest

In to the cake i’m baking?

Probably not.

Got more thoughts than the autumn leaves collected by the garden rake. alone.

gathering & storing the pains of yesterday.

sometimes I stay in line

Other times in my head Im on my hands juggling out of time.

but I really don’t mind if I lose or win.

we all have a pace

I jus don’t want the 1% to win the race.

It’s unfair!

Humanity does anyone care ??

Half lady

half fairy

Good  MOOrning-

from my anagrams.

no I’m not a cow.

twister fidget spinner brain in the flesh-

form of expression this time around lyrics.

feel I’m jus a silly rubix

& still mourning

I don’t like dairy

pass the oat milk.

Are you aware the industry are sabotaging our diets?

we want peace!

the powerful elite-

perceive & deceive

the scene they want us to be.

chuck the narcissistic psychopathic pie back in our face-

every time we almost found & addressed the Programme & Control man in the maze.

evil & extroverted- he said that the anarchists have to be the cause of riots.

working isn’t class. I said let’s switch roles- he said pass.

It’s piss! Who’s got the bomb & the guns?

Who got the land? off wit OUR heads 4 fun!

it’s pure scary.

Pharmaceutics handshake.

with the cooked up suppliers, also crooked wack liars.

I’d rather shot a gallon of bloody blubbery infused slaughter house milk

If it meant we didn’t use cocoons for silk.

why not add a drizzle of bleach to the concoction & maybe that’s a reach.

every time I guzzle fakeness, it taste peak.

I want real fruit, what next-

a seedless peach ???

what’s the difference between a weirdo & a freak?

layers & levels to the shit.

Magnifying tapping the window of society, I’ll be puffing green til I get to the land of Oz.

sponge soaked soaking up emotions

Suffocated by deduction of care in life

feel entrapped in this paradigm

what am I thinking ?

got the verbs & a cuppa tea

It’s mixed with torment & desire to be free.

I’d rather be awake than asleep

When I get too comfy I feel weak

Demons they reap

underneath

rip the seems as I bleed

Concrete

Solid

Emotions

Is all you’re getting

It’s all sad scenes in the imagery I’m setting

people need care we seem to be forgetting

why are we in debt wit

a posse of clowns

pay the price so we can get a frown

here’s some seratonin

quit ya moaning

life is all sound

aw yeh¿  if you’re not an over thinker!

product of environment- Sirius flickers

theyve done a ritual like it’s Wicca

now here’s your gold sticker..

for managing to co operate.

In this world fuelled off of evil n hate

waking ups a bloody disgrace

I am not amazed.

Man I love my fam n my friends

Just hate this part of my brain that feels the need to play pretend

sometimes I feel insane

but I’m calm

need to escape so I don’t do harm

Gold lioness in the sky by the sea

with puff the magic dragon

fire out my mouth, fuel helps me breathe

I will shine bright

Promise imma be alright

even tho I’m not sure why

I function like this

I wanna be myself

It’s just hard to find the comfortability

To feel happy and pretty

Lay me down on a bed of roses

Ring around sing about overdose emotions

Sorry dunno how to communicate

Heads in a constant debate

Should I go or should I stay

My head clashes

Burnin the next ciggy as my thoughts become ashes.

[nightglider124]

RobStar Week 2020: Day 3

So, I actually liked writing this one. I think the reason I be hating on my oneshots so far is I’m in a weird emotional funk this week. Maybe it’s menstrual. Who knows these days. 

ANYWHO. This is set post-tokyo which I do so love because the children would be a lot more comfortable and chill with each other. I’m all for blushy kids but I do like writing them in an established relationship too.

I’m pretty sure I’ve written something with this kinda concept before but oh well XD.

This has yet to be properly proof-read but I’m sure it’s fine for now.

Hope you guys like it!

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Tamaran

A gentle sound of knuckles rapping against her bedroom door is what dragged Starfire’s attention away from what she was doing, comfortably sat in the middle of her round bed with her legs crossed in a pretzel style.

She lifted her head, her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulder like a rouge waterfall. Her emerald orbs sparkled in the dying orange light of day, trickling through her large window, as it reflected off of the ocean below the tower. 

Smiling brightly, Starfire straightened up and set her task aside for the moment, “Yes?”

“It’s me.”

Her face lit up at the voice beyond her door which belonged to none other than Robin. She beamed and threaded her fingers together, “Come in!”

With that, he quietly opened the door and poked his head through the gap. Smiling softly, he traipsed the rest of the way inside her personal space and closed the door behind him. Robin strode closer, tilting his head in curiosity as he drew nearer,

“Hey.” He greeted, stooping down to where she was sitting to bestow a kiss to her cheek, “You’ve been in here for a while. Everything okay?” 

She nodded, making room for him to take a seat on the edge of her bed; an offer which he accepted almost immediately. 

“I am fine. I just wished for some of the ‘quiet time’ after our battle with Plasmus today.” She replied, blowing air between her lips in exhaustion,

Robin chuckled and bobbed his head in agreement, “Yeah… fights with Plasmus… they’re never good.”

“I just wish it was not so… messy every time.” 

He shrugged and winked in her direction, “Guess that’s what happens when you fight a giant jello looking thing.”

Starfire giggled and leaned forward so her chin rested atop of his shoulder, seeking some contact, no matter how small it was, “Are you alright?”

Robin leaned his head against hers, “Mhm. I just wanted to check in on you.” He paused and tilted his chin downward in an attempt to catch her gaze, “Oh… and I wanted to ask if you were maybe up for heading out soon? I thought we could grab dinner in the city?”

“With our friends or…?” She trailed off, teasingly,

He laughed and pretended to consider, “Hmm… as fun as that sounds, I was actually thinking of it being just the two of us for once.”

“Robin, are you asking me on a date?” Starfire asked in a mock tone of shock, as if such a thing was rare and unheard of.

He smirked and murmured against her cheek, “Mm… if you wanna label it… sure. It can be a date. Not sure how relevant it is though since you are my girlfriend.”

She hummed a happy note at that and pulled back, Robin half swiveling his body to watch her as she moved. He grinned at the way her eyes glinted with mischief and joy under the setting sunlight, basking her room in a summer glow. 

“Well, I would love to.” She said, her expression turning dreamlike,

“Good.” He returned, 

Starfire giggled and swung her legs over the side of her bed, getting up and wandering over to her vanity table, placed just beside her window.

She picked up her brush and quietly hummed to herself as she started dragging it through her locks, just to freshen up a little since they were venturing out to the city.

Robin exhaled noisily and flopped back on her bed, lacing his fingers together atop his chest, “So, what’re you in the mood for for dinner?”

“Umm… I am happy with anything.” Starfire answered, her tone nonchalant,

He grinned and turned his head towards her, “You know, it would be great if you would just choose something specific one of these times.”

Starfire smirked at him in the reflection of the mirror, “Robin, between the two of us, you are the more fussy when it is in relation to food. I will simply eat whatever is offered.” 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” He drawled playfully, causing her to laugh. 

They dipped into a comfortable state of silence for a moment, with Starfire checking her appearance to ensure there was nothing that needed fixing before they left the tower.

“Hey Star?”

“Yes?”

“What’s this?”

Starfire froze and spun around, already aware of what he was referring to since she had accidentally left it in the middle of her bed.

Robin held a purple journal between his fingers and wore a curious look on his face as he gently waved it at her,

“Uh…” She stammered, suddenly feeling embarrassed by it,

He tilted his head and smiled calmly, “I’m assuming a diary?”

She slowly nodded, realizing her cheeks were probably as red as tomatoes. She made her way back to the bed, murmuring, “You are... not going to read it?”

He frowned and his brows knitted together, “Course not. It’s personal to you. I was just wondering, is all.”

Starfire twiddled her fingers before she let her shoulders drop and she let go of the ball of anxiety that had formed in her stomach.

She came and sat beside him, right on the edge of the bed and retrieved it. She held it in her hands for a long moment, contemplating whether or not to share what it actually was with Robin.

He placed a gentle hand on her thigh, followed by Robin inclining his head to look at her, “Star?”

“It is… not really a diary as such… it is a… book of memories.” She admitted, chewing on her lower lip,

“Oh?”

“I… it is truly very silly-” She deflected, waving her hand dismissively,

“You? Silly? Never.” Robin grinned, setting her at ease as best he could. He hoped that she knew he would never think that of something she held so dear and apparently cherished.

Starfire relaxed and smiled back at her boyfriend, before she took a breath and opened up the book to the middle pages.

Scooting closer to him, Starfire smiled shyly as Robin wrapped an arm loosely around her waist and peered over her shoulder at the journal.

“This is a book that I keep with things about Tamaran inside. There are recipes and festivals and memories… amongst many other things…” She told him quietly, allowing him to carefully turn the pages and scan all of her entries.

The paper was thin but well used, with recipe instructions for ‘galseltoff’ and ‘zorkaberry hutsenfal’ amidst others, written in violet cursive across numerous pages.

Festivals of all kinds littered several pages, explaining when they took place and what they paid tribute to. 

Traditions and values of Tamaranean culture were scribbled down in blue ink, with some facts about Tamaraean history circled in the corners of the pages; like little reminders.

There was a page with battle and fighting techniques that were native to Tamaran, along with weapon types and uses. 

When he flipped another page, there was a whole list of Tamaranean words and phrases, with a few of them matched with the English equivalent, which Robin took particular interest in since he had previously mentioned to Starfire that he would like to learn some Tamaranean in the future.

There was one page further into the journal that listed more scientific things such as Tamaran’s moon count, the planet’s axis, the coordinates to get there through the solar system and even what stars could be seen only from Tamaran; ones that could not be spotted from Earth.

He whistled and shook his head in surprise, “Wow. Star, this is… how long have you been writing in this thing?”

“Um… since we returned from Tamaran after Blackfire attempted to force me into marriage…” Starfire answered, nervously twirling a strand of hair around her index finger.

“There’s so much information here… I could probably do a crash course in understanding Tamaran from this alone.” Robin chuckled,

Starfire smiled but tilted her head, “You… do not think it is… silly?”

“Why would I think that?”

The Princess shook her head and shrugged, twisting her fingers self consciously, “Well… I keep this journal to remind myself of Tamaran. I… write memories that I cherish or things that I miss or… things that I might forget.”

Robin frowned and laced his fingers with hers, “Star, that doesn’t make it silly. It’s great that you don’t want to forget where you come from.”

She ducked her head and blushed, giving him a small smile, “I did not want any of you to find it and think that…” She bit her lip as she grappled for the best way to phrase herself, “that I do not love Earth when I am… so at home here.” 

“Of course. We know that.” He paused and eyed her carefully, “Is… everything okay?”

“Yes!” She blurted before she took a breath and her expression faded ever so slightly, “I am… extremely happy here. I just… have been feeling the ‘homesick’ lately and have been missing Tamaran…”

She trailed off and glanced down at her book, wistfully rubbing her thumb over the worn down pages where she had written so much about her home world. She swallowed and Robin couldn’t help but squeeze her hand, in reassurance.

“Star… you can talk to me, you know.” He whispered, using his free hand to brush some of her long tresses behind her ear, a gesture that allowed him to see the unshed tears in his girlfriend’s eyes, “Hey…” 

Starfire closed her eyes briefly to rid herself of the tears and took a deep breath, turning her body towards Robin for a sort of comfort, “I am sorry… I just… become scared that I will… lose contact with Tamaran and start to forget the things that I loved about it.” She paused and shrugged one shoulder, “It has been so long since I travelled to Tamaran and despite enjoying being able to regularly speak with Galfore via transmissions… it is… difficult sometimes.”

“Star…” Robin breathed, his brows knitted together in concern. He moved a hand to her back, gently rubbing in circles to show her some affection to help her talk,

“I worry that… with my life now being on Earth… I will forget Tamaranean traditions and culture and I do not want to.” She took a breath and looked into his face, “I am… the only one of my kind on this whole planet and it saddens me. I do not have people around me that I can talk about Tamaran with and expect them to understand. My culture is strange for humans to understand which is why… I do not bring traditions or things that remind me of Tamaran up around the tower much anymore… it is not your culture so it feels… wrong to push it on you all…” 

Robin blinked in shock and sat back, “Star… we’ve never felt like you shouldn’t share your culture with us. We find it pretty fascinating because it is so different to things on Earth. We don’t understand all of it, that’s true but we’re happy to hear about it because it’s a part of you and we love you. We want you to feel happy and comfortable on Earth, even if that means you’re baking…” He paused and flipped a few pages back, “Yickelnurf Pie… every single night.”

Starfire giggled and smiled serenely at him, thankful that he understood her concerns. She felt her heart flutter as he stared back at her; despite being together for quite a while now, he never failed to reassure her in times of doubt.

“Please don’t ever feel like you have to hide the Tamaranean traits and culture from us, Starfire. I love learning about where you come from and I promise, I will never get tired of hearing things about Tamaran.” He vowed, “And I really hope you’re gonna take me seriously about learning some Tamaranean because… I think it would be pretty cool to be able to speak to each other in your language.” 

“It can be… difficult to learn.” She warned him, looking sheepish,

“I’m always up for a challenge.” He replied, grinning at her so that she knew he was determined,

Slowly, a smile stretched across her face, illuminating all of her beautiful features and giving her that ethereal aura that she so usually had. 

“Thank you, Robin.” She murmured, sighing and resting her forehead against his, feeling more at ease in knowing she at least had him to share her culture with and that was more than enough for her,

“Also… maybe we should take a trip to Tamaran soon… that way you can show us things in person that you tell us about.” Robin whispered, staring at her gorgeously green eyes,

“Truly?” 

“Mhm.”

“I would like that very much.” She mumbled, a warmth spreading across her skin in her growing joy.

Suddenly, there was a quiet rumbling that came directly from her stomach. Her eyes widened and she jerked back, glancing down at herself, “Oh.”

“Hungry?” Robin chuckled, 

“It would seem so.” She replied, bashfully,

Robin slowly got to his feet and pulled her up with him, where he still had their hands joined as one. She stood tall before him and smiled as his hands moved to her waist,

“So… what food on Earth reminds you of Tamaranean food?” Robin asked,

Starfire blinked and tapped her chin in thought, “Mm… I believe the seafood is most like my favourite Tamaranean dishes.”

“Okay… so how about we go to Sakura?” He suggested, 

Her eyes lit up in delight at that, nodding her head enthusiastically, “Oh! Yes. I most enjoy their food. Japanese cuisine is extremely delicious.” 

“It’s the squid or octopus that reminds you of Tamaranean stuff, isn’t it?” 

Starfire giggled, “Yes.”

Robin grinned and softly rubbed the palms of his hands up and down the lengths of her arms, “Did you know, it’s almost been two years since we were in Japan?” 

“It has been that long?” Starfire gasped,

He nodded, “Yup. We’re heading for 2 years together.” 

Starfire lifted a hand to his face, her slender fingers caressing his cheek and she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. A thrill ran through her as his fingers tightened against her hips, desperate to keep her there forever. 

Her free hand found his chest and she fisted the material of his uniform to bring him as close to her as possible. Robin ran his tongue along her bottom lip, teasing and testing to see how far she wanted to take this kiss.

Starfire’s hand slipped from his cheek and slid up his neck, toying with the ebony hair at the nape of his neck.

Soon enough, the red headed alien pulled away, pressing one last quick peck to his mouth before she backed off entirely, her eyes fluttering open to stare at him in a dreamlike manner,

Robin sighed but kept her firmly rooted to the spot, not quite ready to let her disentangle herself from his arms, “Mm… what was that for?” 

“A thank you… for the past… almost 2 years.” Starfire whispered, “As well as every year since I arrived on this planet.” 

“Always, Star.” Robin told her,

She nuzzled his cheek with hers before she stepped out of his affectionate hold completely and simply stood, holding his hand in hers.

“Ready to go?” Robin checked,

“Ready.” Starfire beamed, truly grateful to have met this masked boy when she had first crash landed on Earth and to have the privilege to call him her best friend and boyfriend.

[hobicomeholla29]

‘Perfect Timing’ - One-Shot

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Crack/ Fluff

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: curse words

A/N: Unedited cuz it’s 2AM/Gotta thank my fav beta reader @sugaa-sugaaa​ for bearing with me and my shenanigans

Summary: Tae and his girlfriend want time off bangtan but does bangtan want the same? AKA Jimin is petty xD

Masterlist

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"Are you ready?" You whispered to him.

"Ready!" He whispered back.

 The time on your phone read 2:30AM. The perfect time for sneaking out of a house full of 20 something year-olds, who want to spend their time-off together with their best friends at a secluded country club, but one of them wanted to escape the place, to spend that time with his girlfriend.

 "Ow! Tannie! That was my finger!"

"Shhh! Don't yell at Tannie and hurry up!"

Usually Yeontan doesn't bite, but Taehyung had been bribing him with a beef jerky, so he wouldn't bark, as you guys made your way through the house. You both swung your backpacks over your shoulder, phones in your pocket and Tannie in arms.

 Taehyung's room was the last in corridor, which meant that you had to walk by all of the other boy's rooms in order to make it to the stairs and to the front door, to then walk to the main gate and get in the uber that would be arriving soon to take you to the airport.

 You turned the knob for the door and pulled it open, making sure you made little to no noise.

You were aware of the creaking sound all the doors in this house made when they were being opened or closed and it the middle of the night, someone was bound to hear it.

You fully exited the room, making sure your step is inaudible and soon after Taehyung followed with Yeontan in his arms as he clicked the door closed behind him.

 In front of you, a long hallway with 4 doors to each side, remained. On each side of the hall, one of the doors was a bathroom and the remaining ones were bedrooms.

 The first doors you walked by, were Jungkook’s to the left and Hoseok’s to the right. You are almost certain that Hoseok was knocked the heck out, but Jungkook might have been up late.

 You signaled Taehyung to wait until you went first, that way you could check if any lights could be seen coming from under the door.

You went past the door without a problem and so did Tae right after.

 The next 2 doors were Namjoon’s to the left and Jin’s to the right. Both were dangerous. Jin could be gaming and Namjoon could be reading or producing or writing or whatever a Kim Namjoon does with his free time at 2:00AM.

 Tae made a sign, stating he would go first, since he could recognize if there was any shuffling behind the doors better than you could.

He signed once more that the coast was clear, and you quickly ran to his side.

 The next 2 doors were easy. They were both bathrooms, however right after them, the last two doors remained, where Yoongi and Jimin slept. Yoongi to the left and Jimin to the right.

 Right when you were a little past the bathroom and sighing in relief.

*Bark-bark*

Your eyes widened and searched for Tea's, whose features matched your expression.

You heard noise coming from one of the doors you had already passed by and started to panic.

 You bumped into each other twice, frantically shifting around as you thought about what to do.

Suddenly you felt like you were being pulled back, you yelped a little and your mouth was quickly covered by a hand.

Taehyung had pulled you both into the bathroom and locked yourselves inside.

Almost instantly a knock came from the door.

 "Tae? Are you in there?"

Jin.

 He cleared his throat before answering.

 "Ye-Yeah!"

"Is Yeontan with you?"

"Yeah! Sorry if he woke you up."

"Nah, it's ok. I just thought he was out here alone."

"O-oh okay"

"Alright. Night Tae!"

"Night hyung."

 Once you both heard the door to his room click. You sighed and he dropped his hand from your mouth.

 "You know, we wouldn't have to be doing this, if you knew how to say no once in a while."

"I tried babe, but Guk was being whiny."

 You rolled your eyes at him and turned to open the door. Taehyung's hand stopped you, stating he should go first to make sure Jin was back in his room and you guys had a free path.

You nodded once to agree with his planned and looked at the time on your phone once more.

 2:40AM

 You watched as half of his body stayed within the bathroom while the other half peeked around the hallway.

Once he was sure you were good, he offered you his hand to hold and swiftly pulled you out of the bathroom.

By now you only had two more doors to go plus the stairs.

 Jimin and Yoongi had been easier than you had initially thought, and you were soon at the top of the stairs.

Ready to bolt for the front door, you skipped down the steps, freedom showing in your stride, however midway down the staircase, you noticed the light in the den was on, making you halt abruptly. The sudden stop caused Taehyung to crash into you and drop Yeontan, who squeaked and ran straight to the den.

 "Oh, hey boy! What are you doing down here all by yourself?"

 Jimin.

 You looked at Tae furrowing your brows as he whisper-argued back that that it was your fault for stopping randomly on a flight of stairs.

 "Stop yelling, give me your bag and go get Tan. I'll sneak out through the door in the kitchen. Meet me by the side gate."

 Taehyung nodded once, then proceeded to remove his backpack and hand it to you as he walked towards the den and you made your way towards the kitchen.

 "Oh! Taehyung! What are you doing up so late?" The young man asked your boyfriend, as he walked into the room where the light was coming from.

 This was your opportunity to dash to the kitchen and head for the back door, however not before hearing the rest of the conversation.

 "I was in the bathroom and Tan ran down here...."

 A pregnant minute went by before anyone said anything else and your nerves were starting to buzz, making you want to bite at your nails as a coping method.

 "You're ditching us.... aren’t you?" Jimin’s voice was firm yet calm.

 "I...I...." Taehyung stumbled at his words, probably trying to think of something to deny the statement.

 "Where is she? Y/n noona, stop hiding and get here... No one goes to the bathroom in jeans and a cap." You could almost see him giving you that smartass eyebrow-raise, face-palming at his sentence. Neither of you had thought about that.

 "Heard that..."

 You sighed deeply and slowly walked towards the den. Stupid Jimin, why he gotta be so clever at 2 AM

 As you made yourself enter the room, Jimin sat with his legs crossed on the grey sofa, while Taehyung stood stiffly in front of him with Tan now back in his arms.

 He wasn't looking at you, his eyes were trained on is book, simultaneously placing a bookmark on the page where he had probably ended before your interruption.

 His glasses rested at the end of his nose, while he glanced at you from over the top of the specs.

 "Hi Jimin..."

“Ah~ She finally shows her face.”

 You gave Jimin a tight guilty grin and adjusted the backpacks on your shoulder.

 “So…where are you going?”

 He addressed both of you, but Taehyung threw a glance your way, just to see your reaction before answering.

Your face remained stoic. Jimin was getting no info out of you. He would sell it to Jungkook for 20 bucks and ship him there himself.

 “I’m sorry Jimin-ie, we can’t tell you that. You’ll let the others know…”

 In your head you were squealing. Yes, Tae!

 “I mean, I could wake all of them now…”

“You wouldn’t…would you? We are soulmates…”

 A slight change in demeanor flew past Jimin’s profile, however it soon returned to his playful ways, his eyes closing slightly as a cheshire cat smile appeared on his lips.

 “Ok. Tae… since you are my soulmate…I won’t lie to you. I’m telling.” You both froze in place, your hand quickly reaching your boyfriend’s to brace yourself for what was to come.

“However, I’ll give you guys some advantage…Are you ok with that y/n noona?” Now he was looking at you directly. That punk.

 “What’s the advantage, Jimin-ie?” You asked a bit afraid of his little games.

Tae squeezed your hand a bit, reassuring you that everything would be fine.

 “I’ll give you guys 3 hours before I let everyone know you are gone.”

 You both checked your phones. The time read 3:00AM.

You had already wasted way too much time trying to get out of this dumb house, there was no other option but to take his offer.

 “Fine.” You muttered under your breath.

 “I’m sorry, what was that noona?”

 “I said that’s fine.” The uber was already outside, the driver had texted you while you dealt with this situation and you quickly answered you were going to be right there.

 “Well the clock is ticking…tick-tock, Tae Tae and y/n.” He said giggling, as he returned to his spot on the sofa and back to his book.

 You quickly pulled Tae by the hand and intertwined your fingers.

“Next time I see that miniature of a human, I’m glazing his donuts with mayo.” You murmured.

 “What was that babe?”

“Nothing, get running the uber is here.”

--

The exit from the house and the gates were seamless. You ran to the uber and apologized to the driver for wasting his time as you headed towards the airport.

Check-in at the airport was smooth and so was boarding.

The time on your phone showed.

5:00AM

 All was going as planned and you could not be happier.

Once you arrived at your destination. You felt safer. A whole country separating you guys from the rest of your friends.

Quickly catching a taxi to the bus terminal, you remembered why you wanted to bring Tae to that place. It was a secluded set of islands you had once seen online. They promised peace, quiet and privacy, while still having the basic needs nearby and there was little to no risk of other people finding you, AKA the rest of Bangtan.

You bought your tickets for the bus and once you were called for boarding, you were once again sitting in comfortable seats, resting your legs.

The drive was nearly 5 hours, however the gift that you received the moment you arrived, was worth all the troubles taken to get there.

The time was now 

2:00PM

Several small buildings decorated the end of the land portion and where land ceased to exist, docks connected it to the sea. All buildings had different colors that created a friendly atmosphere for tourists.

 You could see several speedboats coming and going, bringing people from the different islands that could be seen in the horizon.

 “Y/n...” That was the reaction you were hoping to get. His eyes so shiny and wide, full of wonder.

“Beautiful, right?”

 You walked hand in hand towards the building suggested by the bus driver and purchased tickets for the speedboats that would take you to your designated island, which was apparently named Dragon island and was one of the largest locations.

 The speedboats were larger than you thought. Fitting at least 6 people per boat.

Chairs were built-in for a comfortable trip and a small space was created in the back for luggage to be placed.

Your baggage was soon secured and in no time, you were headed towards the little island that would be your secret lair for the next 2 weeks,

The trip was nearly 30 minutes, waves causing the journey to be a bit bumpy, but nothing you couldn’t handle.

The Island was remarkably similar to the place where the docks were located.

Colorful buildings everywhere, they ranged from restaurants, to shops and bars and the owners seemed to live on the top part of the building, so cozy. The best part of it all, was you surrounded by the beautiful ocean and the golden sand under your feet as you held the hand of your bestest boy.

 Now it felt like a vacation.

 You were guided to a small golf cart where your backpacks were placed and ready to go.

The driver sat upfront, while you and Tae sat in the back.

The warm breeze felt so nice on your skin and you watched little kids run around and other tourists stroll the streets.

Beside you, Taehyung took pictures of everything that went by him. The sky, the people, the food stands, other golf carts, you.

“Do you know how much I love you right now?!” He was so excited, he wouldn’t stay put, causing the driver to chuckle a bit.

“Is that what it takes to make you love me more? Do you wanna go to the Bahamas next year?” You laughed and so did the driver once more.

 “Is it your first time here?”

“Yes!” You both replied excited.

The man ended up being very helpful, giving you suggestions on places to visit, food to taste and even the best places where to take amazing pictures.

 Kim Taehyung was stoked!

 “Thank you very much Sir!”

“You are very welcome! Enjoy your stay!”

 Now finally in your villa and ready for a day of relaxation after so much traveling.

 3:00PM

You and Tae swiftly changed and headed for the water while Yeontan stayed in the villa.

The water was warm, helping you relax even further.

Your boyfriend took this time to do what he had been missing for so long. Being as lovey-dovey as possible.

He wrapped your legs around him and swam aimlessly as he carried you, he gave you ‘exfoliating’ massages with sand, he intertwined your fingers together to pull you closer when you went too far away from him and he kissed you softly for hours whispering sweet nothings in your ears.

“I love you…I love you so much.” He said between kisses as he placed your arms around his neck.

“I love you too…more than you know.”

The first night had been a success. You had a 5-course gourmet meal arranged for you at the villa and accompanied it with fruit punch, because that’s what you and Tae liked.

 7:00PM

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The morning after was still filled with bliss. Your boyfriend cuddling you as if you were going to escape, but you never complained. In fact, you liked it when he clinged to you in his sleep.

You stretched over him in bed to check for the time on your phone.

 10:00AM

 “Tae…Baby…Wake up. We should get breakfast.”

 You had no rush, so you let him take his time to get out of bed. Once you were both up and ready to go, the time was closer to lunch than to breakfast.

Tae had remembered the words of the driver the day before and decided to go there for lunch, since it wasn’t very far from your villa.

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1:00PM

 Once in the small restaurant, you headed towards a table near the back, while Taehyung placed your orders.

He returned faster that you had expected.

 “They only had pineapple or orange?”

“Pineapple please.”

 He went back to finish placing the order and returned to the table you had chosen.

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You both enjoyed your food as you talked about the activities you wanted to do for the rest of the day.

Now with a plan set and a small list in mind, you stand and get ready to head out of the establishment, however in your carelessness, you had hit someone with the door.

 “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry; I didn’t mean t-” You began to apologize.

 2:00PM

 “That’s ok Noona. We’ve been looking for you.” You know that voice.

 “Jungkook?!” Tae just had to confirm it.

“If he’s here then-”

“Has no one ever told you, you should turn of your GPS, Y/n Noona?”

 You turned around slowly, fire in your eyes.

“I’ll give you 10 seconds Park Jimin…10…9…”

“Why are you guys even here?” Tae asked addressing Jungkook.

“Hyung said it would be fun to make noona miserable and that 2 o’clock would be the perfect timing…”

“Why though-” The rest of Taehyung’s question is cut short as you returned fuming.

“The rest of our friends are also here!” And like magic they all started appearing from behind her.

“Surprise!”

 “I hate 2:00 O’clock!”