#originally it was meant to be lee tho

[moodyseal]

TOApril Day 17 - Lamentations of Broken Fathers

I'm not comfortable enough with dramatic lighting to be able to say that this is my best work but oh well

"Who's under the shroud?" you may ask. Well if you reject the bounds of PJO's timeline and use enough imagination it could be literally any of Apollo's children :))))

[coralpaperthoughts]

I will never understand ppl who hate/anti ANY of the members of the Gaang, or even any of the other kids. coz they are just kids. in the middle of a fucking war. of course they're gonna fuck up and make mistakes and be little shits, THEY ARE 12-16 !! ALL OF THE GAANG (including Zuko but excluding Suki) HAVEN'T HAD PROPER SOCIALISATION WITH OTHER KIDS THEIR AGE UNTIL THEY MET EACH OTHER !!

and yes, you could argue that Katara and Sokka had each other, but that's siblings and siblings are not the same as friends, and also Sokka was the only teen boy left in the tribe and I think Katara was the only teen girl too (might be wrong there tho)

you could also argue that Aang had friends before he got stuck in the iceberg so he did actually have that socialisation, but bro is fucking 12 and he was stuck in an iceberg for a hundred fucking years and had the whole avatar thing weighing down on his shoulders, cut the boy some slack ???

Toph and Zuko were both Rich Noble Kids™ so they automatically did not get proper socialisation with other kids their age. Toph was sheltered from the outside world because she's blind and a young girl, but yes she did go to that underground boxing ring but that was mainly adults, I highly doubt she was hanging about with kids there and definitely not in normal circumstances.

And although Mai and Ty Lee were there, they were Azula's "companions" (not originally meant to be friends but may have ended up as so after the war) and they weren't there for Zuko, they were there for Azula only. I'm pretty sure Zuko spent most of his time with tutors or with his mother before she left, he didn't get any socialisation with normal kids and he definitely did not get a normal childhood.

None of them got a normal childhood, so can you really blame any of them for being manipulative or assholes or doing dumb shit, whilst still being a kid/teen !!! and then being bad parents too, when they literally have no good role model to go off of (love Hakoda but bro was not there for his kids for a good couple of years and that does a lot to a kid)

edit: also Azula deserved a redemption/healing arc because she was a victim of abuse as much as Zuko was. she was in fact just a child, as much as the rest of them were, and deserved better. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 🙏

edit 2: Jet also deserved a chance at healing. like bro watched his village burn and was the sole survivor, he probably has mega survivor's guilt that isn't touched upon in the show, like his hate for the fire nation is pretty rational and his actions (to an extent) are justified. all I'm saying is that if he had anybody else in his corner, that wasn't more angsty, out-for-revenge teens or kids, he could have had a much nicer life. one that didn't lead him to his downfall.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Future Art

Christopher Paolini: look at you suckers Paolini: still drawing with your hands? Paolini: think fast, grandpa, the future is now! Paolini: check out my new book, the cover is all AI generated King: why doesn’t the astronaut have arms? Paolini: Paolini: oh I uh meant to do that

Paolini: see, with AI you can just make any cover you want King: wow! Poe: what does this mean for human artists tho Paolini: uhhhh Paolini: what’s that? Sorry I can’t hear you, I must be going under an overpass

Paolini: this is going to revolutionize the fantasy art landscape Paolini: where we’re going, we won’t NEED artists Paolini: get outta here, ya losers! Paolini: we don’t need boris Vallejo when the AI can draw sweaty barbarians Paolini: we don’t need frank frazetta when the AI can draw chunky amazons Paolini: we don’t need the brothers Hildebrandt when the AI can draw a wizard! Beard and all!

Edward Lee: but bro Lee: that’s all well and good Lee: but could the AI draw a girl with big titties? Paolini: oh you’d be surprised Hearn: step aside, let me give the AI a REAL challenge Lafcadio Hearn: could it draw an ANIME girl with big titties?

Paolini: it’s been a long battle but finally we’re free from the tyranny of paying artists for their work Paolini: but I’m sure they’ll keep paying writers for our hard work Paolini: no way this could bite me in the ass

King: but Christopher aren’t you afraid that AI will eventually replace writers too? Paolini: haha replace writers? Haha what a concept! Paolini: please edgar I’m Christopher paolini Paolini: author of the inheritance cycle! Paolini: an epic fantasy about elves and dragons! Paolini: I’d like to see the AI that can think of that

Paolini: please people I wrote eragon! Paolini: a fantasy story about a guy spiritually bonded with a dragon Paolini: an idea totally original to me Anne McCaffrey: Gordon R. Dickson:

Laurel Hightower: so for the cover of this book, I’d like to see a mothman Slimyswampghost: you got it Hightower: can you give him a caked up ass like the statue Slimyswampghost: Slimyswampghost: ok Hightower: see this is why you use a real artist Hightower: Hightower: no Hightower: more caked up

[miles-edgewords]

ABOUT ME

AKA Actual Introduction Post Because It Just Came To My Attention That I Never Actually Made One

art/writing account: @pebblepoet

original (non-repost) post tag: #milesrambles

i’m an adult; i don’t post anything over PG-13 on this blog but i know some people prefer to be aware. <3

Fandoms

(Except they get increasingly more… not)

- Gravity Falls

- Hades

- Carmen Sandiego

- Ace Attorney

- Trigun Stampede

- Over the Garden Wall

- Dimension 20: Fantasy High

- Promare

- MCD (i currently have the tag blocked tho bc i haven’t finished it yet)

- Undertale (I got into it very late 😔)

- Sally Face

- Lackadaisy

- Nimona

- Minecraft Story Mode (cringe is dead fight me)

- Dan and Phil (again cringe is dead but also please respect people’s boundaries, if you’re publicly posting creepy/invasive stuff I will block you. This isn’t directed at anyone specifically but I feel like I need to say it upfront because uh. some of y’all scare me)

- Markiplier (i wasn’t there for unus annus so i’m making up for it by binging all of his videos /hj)

- Cinema Therapy (do they have a fandom? I hope so)

- Danganronpa V1 and V2 but less plot and more “i stole these characters they’re mine now”

- Groundhog Day (the musical specifically)

- Sneakers (remember that nerd movie from 1992? no? well too bad I’m telling you about it anyway)

- Wargames (you know how the people who made the previously-mentioned nerd movie made a different movie 10 years earlier called wargames which ultimately inspired the creators to take an interest in whitehat hackers which eventually resulted in the creation of sneakers? no? well too bad, you know the drill)

- The True Meaning of Smekday (THE ANIMATED MOVIE DOES NOT DO IT JUSTICE I WILL PERISH ON THIS HILL)

- The Lifeline Games but specifically the Taylor ones

- Brennan Lee Mulligan (just. In general)

- Whatever it’s called when you have not consumed a single piece of media from a fandom but you know more about it than some of the fans because you have a friend who’s really into it and you like listening to their opinions/theories. (ie. I have watched playthroughs of Poppy Playtime and FNAF and I have enjoyed them by proxy)

Theatre

Roles I’ve played & other stuff I’ve done in theatre (not counting anything I did in school because there would be way too many well-technically’s):

- Karnak / SABM art lead (Ride the Cyclone, Stone Soup Theatre Co.)

- Hanz* / Sailor (Cabaret, Stone Soup Theatre Co.)

- Lead puppet designer / puppet constructor / Pig 1 / Milky White Titty Committee** (Into the Woods, Stone Soup Theatre Co.

- Part of Christmas Future / Man 1 / Marley’s makeup, hair, and OHGODTHESECHAINSARE70POUNDSIMACTUALLYGONNADIEFORREAL manager (A Christmas Carol, Center Theatre Co.)

- Shakespeare’s Valet (Something Rotten! Stone Soup Theatre Co.)

*This was one of my favorite roles to play and I still don’t know if it’s meant to be spelled with a “z” or if our director just made a typo. Hans? Hanz? Hanzsz?

**Milky White’s udders kept falling off. It was a Whole Thing.

Hobbies

As an aspiring jack of all trades, I have a running list of hobbies which range from “I’m really bad at this but I have tried it and am familiar with it” to “I am Really Good at this Thing”. Here are all of those, in no particular order (to avoid personal bias, I will not be ranking which of these I’m best at. Feel free to guess though! I’m also happy to elaborate on any of them— I just don’t generally know how skilled I am in a broad sense.)

- Poetry

- Fanfiction

- Novel-writing

- Other writing-related activities

- Puzzles (the kind that look like this 🧩)

- Puzzles (the kind that look like this 📝🔍🔐)

- Lock-picking

- Digital art

- 2D & 3D animation

- Traditional art (I like markers and pens a lot)

- D&D

- Painting D&D miniatures

- Violin

- Piano

- Singing

- Acting

- Guitar (and related instruments)

- Pennywhistle

- Origami

- Cross-stitch

- Comic writing/illustration

- Journaling

- Gaming

- Listening to Every Genre of Music Ever

- Attempting to take care of houseplants

- Space/astronomy

TO REITERATE, BECAUSE IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO GET THIS THROUGH MY HEAD. I AM NOT “GOOD” AT ALL OF THESE THINGS THEY ARE JUST THINGS I DO AND THAT IS NORMAL AND OKAY. HOBBIES DO NOT HAVE TO BE MONETIZABLE IN ORDER TO BE HOBBIES. IN FACT THAT’S LIKE THE SELLING POINT OF HOBBIES. I’M SORRY I DID NOT MEAN TO YELL THIS MUCH.

So uh

Yeah that’s me

Thank you for reading I will be updating this probably more often than I should

[cheswirls]

a:tla la thoughts 1.3

oh my god i forgot abt cabbage man being introduced in omashu. he was at the gate but he didnt' say anything! i was waiting for that scream. hopefully next time

oh is this jet. at first i thought it was haru but the shorter hair. sokka's immediate disapproval. this is jet huh. ok. ok i see you

NOOOOOOOOOOO he didnt say it aaaaaa whyyyyyy theyre teasing meeeeeee

OH they're putting this kid in the first season < i said that they looked it up and they do visit the northern air temple in s1. the fact that he and assumedly his father are in omashu instead is. hm. a choice.

jet also being in omashu is weird considering they made it a point to say there's no fire nation presence in omashu. what business does he have here. like why. that's his whole thing. hunting soldiers.

teo's design is sick tho, love the hair. love the goggles. thought his father caused that explosion but if not that was a weird way to show katara and aang are benders.

OH ok now i get it. jet and co are bombing parts of the city as a way for the ppl to rise up. trying to drag omashu into the war. i do like that if that's the case. good angle

i!!!!!!! don't like mai's hair. are they like space buns? what was wrong with her original hair? they had that sort of ornate hairstyle down for suki's mom. i like thalia tran's voice but the hair is rly throwing me off, not to mention the scene they're all introduced in is rly dark for some reason????? if it's colored black i cannot see it.

ty lee is cute tho!!! and i do like azula so far. i like them all so far. just not mai's hair.

hehe :) the cabbages

i don't rly have full context so idk that i can give a complete opinion based on conjecture. the significance behind having teo and sai inhabit the northern air temple was about sharing culture and more than just idk... sai giving weapons to the fire nation to protect their livelihood. like that is a part of it, sure, but by removing the setting, it's taking away a lot of nuance the whole situation had.

jet and co being behind the bombs makes sense but idk in what context. if they're tailing fire nation spies outside (outside???? or does omashu having a woodsy side to it where they've set up camp and i just missed it?) the city to eliminate them, then why also bomb them inside the city? that part to me still seems like indiscriminate attacks meant to incite the army to fight. but i will hold back bc i dont wanna give these writers credit if thats not the case and its smth stupid instead rhgowhgqeg

speaking of stupid. can we live in an era (as someone who knows very little about showrunning) where actors voice if something pertaining to their character is bad or doesn't make sense. didn't emilia clarke wander around london or whatever in absolute turmoil bc she hated the ending for her character in game of thrones but in the end she still went thru w it bc what else could she do. i wanna live in a world where an actor reads a script or tries to act smth out and stops and goes no. no this is stupid i don't like this he would not say that. and it like, have weight and significance?? like if bad writing exists, instead of letting it slide, can ppl in the making of the show voice their opinions? if smth is bad then it's bad.

this is all bc of the senseless iroh pushing zuko to the ground and drawing attn to himself scene at the end of e3. like why. the gate was right there. no one was checking faces. cover zuko's head again and run out in the crowd. do anything aside from the needless sacrifice like what was the point, whyyyyyy, i don't understand.

(this was an interesting mashup episode but tbh all i was thinking thru watching it was 'wow! ppl who get into atla thru the netflix adaptation r gonna be so confused when they watch the cartoon and learn jet and teo are introduced at different points of the season from each other and omashu. completely different points. omashu is first half, jet is middle, teo and sai are end. not a bad thing it was just jarring to think abt.)

once again i do not like anything they've done with iroh's character.

idk i'll probably go in depth next episode when everything hopefully gets explained better but. maybe bc they're making atla into a drama instead of the action/adventure it was originally, they feel like everything has to be "dramatized" and it's sucking the soul out of the show? the comedy isn't there really, which is a shame. atla's comedy is like the golden standard of cartoon kids-rated comedy. i would've loved to see them get into omashu by disguising aang and katara running with the absurd surname and that whole element, instead of sneaking in with jet with what tries to be humor maybe but falls short of such. this show needs to be funnier to be successful in my eyes.

also i know i said this last time but i wanna say it again re: the change in genre. taking this show from a global journey adventure serial and trying to make it a drama is removing a lot of what made atla work so well. there was so much planning and nuance in everything, and it worked bc of the genre it fit into. trying to slice and dice certain elements of a season to fit a not even 8 hr runtime isn't great to begin with, but like. you can make the show more adult-oriented without changing what it is at its core, y'know?

now that there's definitely gonna be a good chunk of next episode also set in omashu, i rly hope there's some nod to haru and that it's not smth they cut entirely. tbh, i said everything connects throughout atla's three seasons, and this rly makes me wonder if they get a s2, what they're planning on doing then. i thought before this came out that if they were gonna cut anything, that i actually didn't care for jet's episode that much, but if you cut out jet, then you get rid of one of the more iconic scenes of s2, if not the whole show, where he's being brainwashed by the dai li. everything connects. the friends you make along the way come back to lend their assistance. i really hope the rest of what they'll do with omashu is decent and not wasted time.

[jumpspoken]

When And Does Certain to Reprobate or Remand

To know I've done wrong is a rather you relegate.

Fro throws live sons song his her father due delegate.

The surrogate is already a choice chosen nurture.

Her corrugate, his steady her, voice brazen nature.

I, will not, the passing of parent and the seldom of spare.

Sigh still rot, her casting above talent sands her martyrdom, love snares.

Tho' fit of belief to be unsung may be my fate.

Glows spit love retrieve due he begun lungs, SAY THEE! Bye bait.

Interludes will always remind we are lost without you.

Shin preludes kill fall days unkind, stars cost, myth doubts, knew.

I am the preparatory of none and the admirer of treasure, relic and the awe of statutory.

By lambs her satisfactory love shone grand her desire, love, pleasure, tragic, hands bore love arbitrary.

The guide of my body is a right of mine revoked but not by the hilt of sin.

Why pride above by oddly, his her sight, LOVE THINE!? PROVOKED, CUT, COT,SLY!? HER GUILT LOVE WINS!?

Still I appreech... Why, Why sin at all? The answer of original sin baffles me to descript are we merely sin at all.

Grill by peach, by nigh, thin cats call. Her dancers glove traditional grins, raffles be blue transcripts, stars lee fear green, hats sprawl.

And now I am a performance of neglect, why beg the question at all, I blunder and bemuse but still can only wait to be judged, I am at disgust but what with and for...time?

Land bows by slam, her conformance love disects, by leg her session, cats wall. Why!? Thunder sands refuse cut will span slowly bait due? Be grudged? By lambs spat? His must luck but pith stands bland. Pour wine.

And in all why did forgiveness not bellow the persistence of resistance, is man's will truly this week or is bemusement better right to cause.

Glands thin halls by bid possessiveness, bought yellow her, resistance love's insistence, his tans thrill, duely bliss meaks, nor his refuse meant latter plight, few pause.

What is the food left for this hunting without character?

Luck, his her, brood clefts, store bliss shunting myth, doubt refractors.

Then, grand fuss, curtains blue, probate nor command.

When and does certain to reprobate or remand.

[fanfic-chan]

I think chase would be a cute one for Bennett and Razor! Only if you want tho

Tickletober Day 18: Chase

Ler!Razor/Lee!Bennett

"Razor~, you better run! Or else the hunter is gonna getcha!"

Bennett called, smiling at the happy light-hearted giggles that were pouring out of his best friend's mouth as he continued to flee from him, running just a few short paces ahead of the unlucky adventurer despite the fact that he could easily have outrun him with his wolflike speed and stamina long ago if he'd really felt like it.

"Hehehehe!! Hunter cannot catch me! Razor is wolf! And wolf is much to fast for hunters!" Razor shouted back in response, not even bothering to look back as he focused on dodging around the various trees, rocks, and other obstacles that were scattered across Wolvendom.

Eventually though, once the sounds of his friends footsteps had faded into the distance, he stopped, ducking behind a fallen log and peeking over cautiously. Perhaps if he was careful enough, he could turn the tables on the 'terrible hunter' now that he'd lost sight of him.

Sure enough, it wasn't long after that before Bennett finally seemed to catch up, looking just a tad lost now as he tried to track him down, completely unaware that his target was hiding just a few short feet away from him now, and Razor couldn't help but smile a little at the perplexed look on his friend's face. Oh well. Not everyone could have his exceptionally good sense of smell.

Once Bennett had his back turned on him, he very quietly crept his way out of his hiding spot, sneaking up on the unsuspecting teen as he crouched down to examine one of his footprints, trying to figure out where the other boy had gone.

Once he was close enough, Razor made his move. Leaping out of the bush with a playful growl, he pounced, causing poor Bennett to scream in both surprise and terror as he was tackled into the grass.

"WAAAAAHH!!!! W-Wait!! Razor?! What are you-?! AHAHahahahahahaaa!!! No!!! Nohohohohot thahahat!!" He cried, bursting into a frantic fit of giggles when the wolvendom boy suddenly started clawing at his sides and nibbling at his tummy, as if he were pretending to 'eat' him like an actual wolf.

"R-Rahahahazohohor!! It tihihihickles!!!" The poor adventurer whined, taking in huge gulps of breath when his friend finally stopped and looked up at him, though his 'claws' were still resting on his sides ominously. Bennett couldn't help but squirm a bit nervously at the feeling.

"Tickles?" Razor murmured slowly, eyes widening as the word finally seemed to process in his mind. He hadn't actually meant to be tickling Bennett originally, but now that the idea was there...

"Razor is the tickle wolf now!" He roared playfully, deciding to imitate a similar game that purple teacher had used on him just a few days prior whenever he was beginning to grow frustrated by one of his lessons.

"W-Wait what?! T-T-Tickle wolf?! What is-?! Ahahahahahahaha!! Nononoahaha wait!!" Bennett screamed, clearly not having expected the clumsy raspberry that the other boy suddenly blew against his stomach, arms flailing as he tried to shove him away, but to no avail.

Feeling encouraged by his friend's hysterical reaction, Razor continued, blowing raspberry after ticklish raspberry against his stomach as he clawed up and down his sides, and if he weren't already giggling so hard, Bennett would have laughed at the sheer amount of determination on the other teen's face even for such a silly activity as this.

Granted, Razor's technique was still fairly clearly sloppy and uncoordinated, having only just been exposed to this strange new human custom known as 'tickling' recently, but this little detail hardly seemed to matter much in the case of someone who was as ticklish as poor Bennett, and it didn't take much for him to send the other teen into frantic fits of laughter.

His face was getting a little red now though, so perhaps it would be a good time to stop now.

"Ah... Hehehe... Ha... Well... Thahahat wahahas fuhuhuhuhun..." Bennett panted, fanning at his reddened face a little as he sat up and reached for the offered water canister that Razor held out to him.

Taking a quick drink, he turned back to Razor and smiled innocently.

"Mind helping me up?" He asked, reaching a hand out expectantly and waiting for the other to take it. Once he did though, rather than letting the other boy help him stand, he instead gave his arm a strong tug, making him topple into his lap with a startled yelp before bursting into his own giggling fit when the 'hunter' finally caught him up in his arms and started tickling him as well.

Ah, well.. Atleast he hadn't gone down without a fight?

[ticklish-petal]

AHH if fic requests are open, how about a lee!Sayo with ler!Lisa and ler!Yukina please. Maybe Sayo is overworking herself and these 2 come to force Sayo to take a break. No pressure tho :)

omg my first request im so happy aaaah😻 does this mean im famous now anyways i hope you enjoy anon since i sure enjoyed writing it :D (also i knew the normall route would be to make Sayo overwork herself with guitar practice but i wanted to be original pshpshpsh)

Work Can Wait

synopisis: Sayo is up late finishing up student council work but Lisa won't have it.

words: 959!

❦︎

"..." Sayo sighed as she neatly stacked the papers in a pile. She, Lisa, and Yukina were going to have a two-day sleepover through the weekend since Lisa's parents were out of town. But unfortunately, the student council hadn't managed to finish all their work which was meant to be done by Monday. And of course, it was all piled up on Sayo.

But it wasn't a lot. She should've been done with it for 1-hour maximum. Or at least that's what she thought. Now an hour and a half had passed and she still had the smaller half to finish. But at least Lisa was kind and lent the living room to Sayo so she could finish it.

"Sayo~! Heey~." the door was swung open by a giddy Lisa. "Sayo, have you finished your work? You said you were gonna be done in an hour so I'm inviting you to play board games with me and Yukina~!" she beamed as she sat down on the couch next to Sayo.

"I would take up on your offer Imai-san. But... I'm not close to finishing it. I'm on the smaller half of it so it should take me just another hour to complete."

"Then leave it for later! We're here to have fun, and besides, you still have two days until Monday~! Come on, you finished school two hours ago and your doing the same things you were doing there~?"

"Yes, but I need to be diligent. The sooner I finish this work the less worry would be upon the others from the student council."

Lisa got closer to her, almost inspecting her face. "But you're blinking a lot. That means you need to take a break at the very least." she sighed. "Alright. Ten more minutes." Sayo mumbled as she fixed her posture and grabbed her pen.

"Hmf...you said that the last time I came to check on you~. Twenty minutes ago." Lisa pouted. "You count the minutes, Imai-san?" Sayo looked a little surprised. "I don't count them, I just noticed how much time had passed."

Lisa's eyes lit up for a second. "Actually, can i stay with you while you finish? I'll be quiet. Promise~!" Lisa loosened up and rested her back on the couch. "Sure, as long as you don't cause a ruckus."

Sayo picked up another paper and signed it in a few places, then placed it into the finished pile. Just as she rested her pen to grab another one she felt a strong squeeze to the side.

"GAHAHA-- Imai-san?" the mint-haired girl looked at Lisa sternly. "What?! It's not my fault you're going crazy and laughing randomly~." she replied with an amused smile on her face. "...Just don't do it again." Sayo sighed realizing that arguing was useless. As she continued clearing papers.

She actually did get through a few before this time she felt another squeeze to the side. But this time, Lisa wasn't set on moving away her hand. "Eheheeek! Nohahahaha! Imahahai! Plehehease." Sayo wiggled around trying to push the other's hand away.

"Alright, alright. But only if you take a break." the brunette offered as she continued spidering around Sayo's side. "I hahaha cahahahant abahahandon haha my wohohohrk lihihike thihihis!" Sayo squealed as Lisa wrapped her hands around her, now attacking both of her sides. "Then too bad~. I guess you have to handle the wrath of the tickle monster~

"EHEHEEEK!" the mint-haired girl's face grew a little redder as she felt the other's hands coming closer to her armpits.

"What is going on here...?" A calmer voice was heard from the entrance. "Oh, Yukina! So sorry, i forgot you were waiting for me~!" Lisa smiled apologetically. "Erm, i'm actually here... because i heard Sayo." Yukina sighed as she examined the scene before her.

If Sayo wasn't flustered already, now she was. "Oh, well, someone is refusing to take a break, so I have to make her. Actually, why don't you help me out~" Lisa smirked. "Minato-san, surely you can see how, erm, idiotic... this situation is..."

"Yeah, I can~." Yukina slowly walked to Sayo, "I think your armpits aren't getting nearly as much attention as they deserve, don't you agree, Lisa?"

"Ayy! I knew I could trust my childhood friend!"

"Minato-san!" Sayo let out her last processor before her arms were pinned above her head by Yukina and she burst into hysterics upon Lisa's touch. "NOHOHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE AHAHAHAHAHA!!" she failed around but to no avail.

"Awh, you can't even speak~." Lisa smiled. Sayo's face right now was... weirdly endearing. Finally, Lisa moved away her hands, leaving Sayo a giggly mess. "You know, maybe it's my turn now." Yukina smiled as Sayo once again tried to pull away, "After all, as the leader of Roselia, it's my job that you don't overwork yourselves."

Yukina wiggled her fingers around Sayo's belly, causing the other to try to curl herself. "Wahahahait, ohahahakay I'll haha tahahake a breheheak! Juhuhust stohohahap!" the guitarist whined through her laughter.

"AHAHAHAHAAA!!" Sayo's laughter instantly got louder as yukina decided to go for her belly button. "NAHAHAHAAA", tears prickled on the sides of her eyes. "Oh, it seems we've found a weak spot~!" Lisa grinned as she joined in torturing Sayo's stomach, spidering around on her ribs.

"PLEHEHEHAAA HAHAHAHAHA!" Sayo threw her head back, now completely not being able to talk, only pouring out laughter. "Hm. Seems we got you good." Yukina teased as she continued wiggling her finger around Sayo's belly button.

"Hmm...", Lisa stopped tickling Sayo, "I think she's learned her lesson."

"Me too. I made some tea and it should be at the perfect temperature right now. Wanna join us, Sayo?"

"Erm... Yes..."

"Yay~, mission successful~! After you calm down we can play some board games~★

[sokkagatekeeper]

assign the atla gang to hp houses go (i'm so curious)

thank you a lot for this question, it was completely unprompted also i do not know what prompted this is so weird hahahhaha anyways here we go

aang: hufflepuff - proof: loyal to his beliefs and his people, diplomatic, hardworking (u don't become a decent avatar in less than a year with no hard work babey). i don't think this is much of a hot take honestlie

i hate talking abt hp in 2021 but. here's another post btw this one had the real deal on it. also i am not here to argue with anyone ok this is like the worst thing ever to debate about so take this as a grain of salt <3 okay thaaanks

katara: gryffindor - proof: textual definition of gryff ok. the mark of the brave, strong sense of justice, recklessness and courage and often little to no common sense at all, cool girl and jock. anyone calling her a ravenclaw is literally??? wrong??????

zuko: hufflepuff - proof: never give up without a fight aka the most hardworking character like that is a core aspect of zuko's character ok, finds things impossible to find, aspect of his redemption of returning back to his old/core self which is essentially aang (obvs a reductive joak but its meant.... 2 parallel aang.... textually). odd one out in his slytherin bloodline </3

sokka: ravenclaw - proof: the mark of the wise, piandao's entire speech abt creativity versality etc etc, literally the smartest most intelligent character in atla, nerd 4 life, common sense!! glad we as a fandom r coming to an agreement with this one

toph: ravenclaw - proof: I KNOWW THIS SEEMS STRANGE TO ALL OF U TOPH HATERS JUST HEAR ME OUT creativity off the charts, very witty and clever and original, craves mental stimulation, also has common sense yay!!!! on par with sokka which is Thee ravenclaw of atla, wisdom beyond her age

suki: gryffindor - proof: chivalry, bravery, courage, cool girl and jock, self-sacrifice. that's it i think that's her entire character

azula: slytherin - proof: her entire personality. ok yeah yeah elaboration very clever and cunning whatever but most of all her motivation is self-preservation (also in a fraternal sense with ozai temporarily zuko mai and ty lee and all that) not nice enough to be a hufflepuff but she also speaks a lot in “our” “we” “us”. also #girlboss

mai: gryffindor/hufflepuff - proof: huff bc conflict avoidant, actually one of the nicest ppl around, #friends go first and all that. gryff bc she craves adrenaline & even tho her risks are mostly calculated they are still... risky. i find it funny that ppl think she's a slytherin when she has like no ambition other than to go as off the fucking rails as she can. her facade is once again working i guess

ty lee: slytherin - proof: core aspects of her character are actually lies manipulation and main traits r cunning and self preservation. main motivation is survival. she also looks really good while doing all of this. anybody putting this girlie in hufflepuff is dead wrong hufflepuffs do not read dostoyevsky!!! ty lee does!!!!!

[kraiyan]

i made my own little headcannons to fit in if michael and jeremy were dating and a bunch of other stuff that i don’t want to spoil so take my headcannons and please don’t pay attention to my overuse of the words ‘so’ and ‘like’

i wrote this headcannons for me in my notes so there are mentions of panic/anxiety attacks, light mentions of an eating disorder, nightmares, and self harm but i’ll just put a trigger warning for when those parts show up and if i missed anything that is triggering please let me know

- michael is trans and gay and jeremy is bisexual

- i think they would’ve been friends since kindergarten so they grew up telling each other EVERYTHING

- i feel like michael was really girly as a kid but in like 6th grade he just completely switched to like tomboy but he didn’t do on purpose it just happened

- then in seventh grade michael told jeremy he wanted to be a boy then after that with help from jeremy he came out to his moms

- michael had a crush in jeremy since 7th grade but i don’t think jeremy was his first crush

- i think since michael was straight when he was a girl he just assumed he was straight as a boy and his sexual awakening was captain sparklez

- michael has two moms and jeremys mom would’ve died in a car accident so it’s just him and his dad

- i imagine they confessed to each other in their second year of high school

- (TW: mentions of abuse) jeremy realized he liked michael in freshman year and it was really bad he could not stop thinking about him so when he got squip squip l would not stop punishing him for it

- so jeremy definitely has some problems with his bisexuality

- after years of pining for each other when they finally kissed jeremy could not stop panicking about it

- like they went to sleep fine but he was internally panicking and he tried to keep it together but the next day he absolutely broke just started sobbing saying over and over again “is this okay, are we okay”

- michael is the type to listen to a vulgar music to help his dysphoria

- so him and jeremy are in his car michael plugs in his phone and just starts singings “hoes want to be seen with me and i like their big thick titties”

- and jeremy can do nothing else but be like michael what the fuck

- they decided to keep their relationship a secret and not tell anyone bc of jeremy still coming to terms with himself and he didn’t think his dad would understand

- but i feel like michael moms had already pieced together that they were dating and jeremy didn’t mind that they knew bc they’re literally lesbians but every time jeremy came over from that point forward they had to keep their door open

-(TW: mention of an eating disorder) in a different angstier au jeremy would struggle with eating as a control thing after squip

- (TW: mention of an eating disorder) in an angstier au michael would have an eating disorder cause dysphoria

- i feel like once he realized he was trans he had really bad dysphoria but like with therapy and stuff he got over it

- so i think michael really liked afycso and had it on a vinyl and now jeremy knows all the words

- they don’t do anything at school because jeremy is still uncomfortable so they just pursuit their relationship between closed doors and michaels car in an empty parking lot

- i feel like they both got really excited when michael got referred to as sir for the first time

- jeremy and michael grew up together but ironically when puberty hit michael started to wear baggy clothes than he wore a binder than he wore super baggy clothes to hide his tits after coming out but during squip he had time to self reflect and work on his dysphoria so when jeremy saw michael outside of school he kinda said TITS and was so caught off guard by them

-(TW: mentions of self harm scars) i think michael has sh scars due to losing his childhood best friend and the whole panic attack in the bathroom thing and jeremys seen them but didn’t bring it up to michael because they’re fading so he obviously doesn’t do it anymore but it was a huge shock for jeremy to find out

- they never brought it up tho and it was never discussed bc who cares it was in the past

- michael pants his nails black and i think on some very rare occasion jeremy would paint his nails too (like the way karl paint his) and michael has lots of nail polish cuz on the rare occasion he paints his nails different colors and he repainted his nails every two weeks

- no matter how many times michael has changed in the same room as jeremy even let jeremy help take off his binder jeremy will never not get shy when he changes and will always ask to go into another room

- jeremy is a coffee person but not hot coffe because he always drinks it too early and burns his tongue

- he originally bought his hoodie™️ in really huge size to battle dysphoria but that just made the hoodie last for years

- jeremys name in michaels phone is something very gay and lovey and shit and michaels name on jeremys phone is just michael :)

- jeremy would come home all suspicious and and red faced after him and michael came from an empty parking lot that his dad would not stop begging him to meet this girlfriend of his

- i don’t think jeremy told his dad him and michael were playing a game or something and they kiss jeremys dad comes in and is like what 😦

-and his dad is shocked that he has been pushing girlfriend but he has a boyfriend and is just soooooo awkward about it and never sees michael the same but never makes any rules about them bc he doesn’t want to be homophobic 😭

- i don’t think he was really not supportive but it took him a bit to get used to it but it was so new to him and he was just so phased he just kinda talked to jeremy about his sexuality then left it at that

- they are like gendebend bubbline (marshal lee and the other one yk)

- michael has a queen vinyl the listen to a lot

- so i think michael would still smoke a bit and one time he convinced jeremy to do it with him and jeremy mainly coughed a lot then they just made out the rest of the time but they didn’t tell their parents they would be staying out after school and they both got in trouble

- michael gets blue raspberry and jeremy gets cherry but he also gets coke sometimes too (slushy flavors)

- at the beginning of their relationship they had to take it really slow so that jeremy would feel coqmfortable

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) so jeremy has nightmares of squip and he wakes up having panic attacks and it’s really tiring bc he only gets 2 hours of sleep if he has these nightmares

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) i feel like along with his nightmares he also had panic attacks that squip would punish him for pursuing a relationship with a guy let alone michael

- so after he got over his nightmares he just struggled with sleeping and nighttime in general like just fear around going to sleep

- so he often stayed up alll night to avoid sleeping and would like go to bed at 6 or on a good day 4 or 5

- so i think to get over his fear he had to make a routine first he would make some sort of hot drink or just water (mostly sleepy time tea) then he would text michael that he was going to sleep he also wears the same pajamas every time he goes to sleep just to make sure the routine really works then lastly he reads a comic book then he goes to bed

- i think the reason jeremy couldn’t sleep well after getting over the nightmares is because even if squip doesn’t haunt him enough to show up in his dreams anymore it still haunts him enough to stress him out constantly so he doesn’t sleep well

- to conclude the nightmare and sleeping saga jeremy basically has a night routine and sleeps with a night light

- i feel like they both go to therapy but we’re to scared to tell each other (and they both started going to therapy before they started dating)

- so fast forward they’re dating and are trying to plan a date and jeremys like i’m busy on monday at 1 and my dad needs me to help him with something on tuesday so how about wednesday at 3 and michaels like i have somewhere to be like at 3:30 and jeremys like where do you have to be and michaels like where do YOU have to be and so they count to three and say where they’re going to be and they both say therapy and then they’re like you go to therapy i think that would be so cute

- so michael has really thick glasses like his vision is awful so if jeremy is mad at michael he would wake up early and move his glasses over so michael would have to struggle to get out of bed and look for them with his poor ass vision

- he can see things right in front of his face but as soon as it moves a bit too far it’s blurry

- and speaking of his galsses if they’re really kissing along the way jeremy would take of his glasses so they could get closer to each other’s faces (like how elle and tao do in heartstopper )

- michael and jeremy have been friends way too long to not have practiced kissing with each other

- i think christine was a long time crush for jeremy so he definitely practiced kissing michael a lot since they were in 6th grade and michael was just soaking that shit up

- he’d be like what if she wants to make out we should practice that and jeremys like oh yeah you’re right and michael would be so freaking happy

- but they definitely got caught by jeremys dad and he laughed it off cause what else are you meant to when your 11 year old son and his 12 year old best friend are kissing each other

- they didn’t do it anymore after that cause they were soooooooooo embarrassed

- so i don’t talk about the rest of the characters but i’m about to make a headcannon including them so i’m gonna say my headcannons

- so chole is demisexual and panromantic

- brooke is a lesbian

- rich is bisexual and trans

- jake is pan

- jenna is questioning or straight

- and christine is aro/ace

- so i think jeremy and christine dated for a bit then christine broke up with him cause she was all like i can see the way you look at michael and also because she realized she was feeling intense platonic attraction not romantic

- and also i think they’re all friends so they have a group chat where they send homework answers and stuff

- so i think one time jeremy is doing his nighttime routine but this particular night he’s really tired so he texts michael goodnight bby <3 love u then skips the comic book reading and goes to bed but he sent it to their group chat so as soon as he got situated into bed all he hears is his phone going off so he has to check and it’s just everyone freaking out

- so he like fully sits up is looking at his phone in complete shock then realizes he never said a name so they are like who’s this mystery girl

- so he calls michael tells him about the situation then decides he’s ready to come out

- so the next day they’re more handsy then usual like jeremy wiped something off his face michael saw that he was cold and pulled him real close and their friends are like okayyyyy

- but mind you christine knew that jeremy liked michael so she knew exactly what was happening

- so at the end of the day their friend group is making plans to hang out but everyone was busy so jeremy goes well i’ll see you guys tomorrow waves at everyone kisses michael then starts walking to his house then michaels like yea i’m gonna head home to and like drives away and from that day forward their friends would not stop teasing them and were impressed they could keep there secret for so long

- so i feel like michaels moms both have jobs that run late so mom #1 is an er nurse and mom #2 is an account so this leaves michael a lot of time of being alone in his house so naturally you need to take advantage

- so one time mom #2 gets home and walks in just to see jeremy fully on the counter making out with her son

- i don’t think they got in trouble but his mom was like please not on the counter

- and then there was another time where mom #1 came home on her break cause she doesn’t live far from the er so she like yells to michael that she’s home

- and so naturally you come down to hug your mom so he comes down to greet his mom with a red faced jeremy behind him and his mom thought this was so fucking funny but as soon as she’s done laughing she immediately goes anytime jeremys over the doors open and that was the end of it

- everyone has this one thing that someone does that make them all blushy and stuff

- for jeremy it’s when michael wears fitting clothes cause michael is known to wear hoodies or just baggy clothes in general so when michael does get hot and needs to like put something on he puts on one of those body fitting v necks and jeremy losses his shit like he’s fully blushing and avoiding eye contact and since michael changed cause he was hot he’s sure that jeremy is so hot that his face is turning red and he’s embarrassed to say to take off his cardigan so the entire time jeremy is being full homo for his boyfriend michael is thinking he’s about to pass out from a heat stroke

- so i think jeremy enjoys this so much that for the first week of spring michael will only wear fitted clothes because jeremy loves it

- for michael it’s when he’s kissing jeremys neck and jeremy runs his hand thru his hair and pulls it a little when this happens michael loses all common sense one because jeremys enjoying himself so much that he has to kinda tug on michaels hair and two he’s enjoying it so much he doesn’t have time to think that squip is going to punish him and that makes michael just lose his mind so by the time they’ve pulled apart jeremy as sooooo many hickies and they both look at each other like what the fuck did we just do

- moving right along i feel like when jeremy wakes up at night and is terrified to go back to sleep if him and michael are sleeping together he will like hug him until he gets back to sleep and it works every time

- when they were like 7 jeremy got really sick with the flu and michael was so scared that he was going to die so he kissed him while he was sleeping because if his best friend was gonna die so was he and the next day he got really sick with the flu and jeremy would not stop crying because he thought that since michael refused to leave his side he got him sick…they’re idiots

- jeremy is the type to go to school with the worst fever ever he could throw up in the middle of the school day and still not go to the nurse and if he got sick during junior year forget it you had to strap him down to his bed if you wanted him to take a day off like michael had to sedecue him into staying in bed and taking medication so that he could feel better

[moralchampion]

Can you tell me about the stray kids members? :-]

Yes definitley can 😌😌😌

Okay first up we have Aussie Bang Chan. The most amazing leader you'll ever find. He writes and produces most of their songs, together with Changbin and Han as 3Racha but also Vocalist/Dancer/Rapper. Chan is born in 1997 and the oldest of them, trained for about 8 years and has a really cute habit of calling his members "the kids". He is really sweet and always tries to be there for his members, cause he said "they saved him" and does weekly live streams which lead to some people calling him stays therapist. Also he is friends with like the whole kpop industry lol and his rolemodel is Christiano Ronaldo for some reason...

Then we got Lee Know, born in 1998, dad of 3 cats, might be in love with Han, who knows, listed as dancer but also rapper/vocalist. 4th gen fish boy who doesn't know how to swim, but somehow the most normal member, or atleast the one with the most normal past lol apart from the fact that he was once on some National Geographics TV thing where he said that he wants to be a dance and the commentator went "Everyone of these hopefulls could be the next big thing in kpop", which is iconic to this day. He may seem cold and ignorant but his heart is freaking soft, he donates to many organisations to save kids and also animals.

Then we got my boy Changbin. Rapper, Vocalist and Producer. He is the fastest rapper in the industry and everybody who tells you different is straight up lying cause it's literally statistically proven. I'd say he's the best rapper cause he got good flow, his voice is steady and sounds amazing but some people might say otherwise so mhmm... One of his iconic lines "I love dark", and he always tries to seem like the dark rapper but can't sleep without his plushie. He's the smallest member with 167cm. He was also on 'King of masked Singer' (THAT PERFORMANCE!!!)

Then Hyunjin, the one who got called 'Prince' by his classmates, because it's literally true, just look at him, this man is the most talented person ever. Born in 2000, he is their Dancer, Rapper, Vocalist and Visual, he's also really good at writing lyrics and likes to draw, he designed the cover art for their latest single. We like to count him as part of Aussie line because he's english is adorable and he has a big Australian accent. The only tall member with 179cm. At one point he almost joined a religious cult on accident. After over 4 months he finally came back last week with his cover dance of 'Play With Fire' which he choreographed himself.

Now we got Maknae line, starting with Han Jisung, born on September 14th 2000, he likes to use that on Felix, who is a day younger than him, even if they still haven't figured out which one is actually older if you consider time zones. Rapper, Vocalist and Producer, the third part of 3Racha, who likes to doodle, 4th gen ace. He's born in Korea but somehow his members still think his Hometown is Malaysia because he lived and studied there. He was also on 'King of masked Singer' and his Nickname by his members is 'Squirrel' because he likes to stuff his cheeks with food when he eats. Predebut he had an accident with an alligator where he nearly died lol.

Then Felix, aka Sunshine, the other part of original aussie line, born on September 15th, a day younger than Han. Dancer, Rapper, Vocalist, can play the piano, Voice goes from deep af to high pitched, can also make mosquito sounds, that's what I call variety. Felix knows Taekwondo and his face doesn't really fit the super deep voice lol (Funfact, Felix shares his birthday with Day6 Jae.) He also donates to "Save the Children" monthly and since he was young.

The third part of "born in September 2000 line", Seungmin, their Vocalist. He is one of the best English speakers in the group, even tho he only learned it when he lived in LA for 3 months in 4th grade but we consider him part of Aussie line now. He went to the same high school as Chan, but I don't think they knew eachother then. His role models are Day6, he is their biggest fan and they acknowledged him as official president of their Fandom. He really likes photography and is a big fan of animals. When he was younger a helicopter crashed into his apartment building while he was brushing his teeth and he only realised it after he left the bathroom.

And last but not least, Maknae on Top I.N. Vocalist, born in 2001. He can play the piano and his special ability is singing trot. He was a child model when he was 7, his favorite color is hot pink and his role model Bruno Mars. He likes kids so if he wasn't in Stray Kids he'd be a elementary school teacher. His MBTI type results keep changing. He almost joined the religious cult together with Hyunjin.

Stray Kids are a fully self produced group, Chan choose the members himself and made it work, he helped all of them improve and he said it once in an interview, it was fate. They were meant to be. They produce their own songs, write the lyrics, even do some of the choreographies themselves and by now even their cover art. Even if they are under one of the big 3 companies, JYP (fuck jyp), their fandom promotes them better than JYP does, and some of them (especially Chan and Felix) are on social media platforms, constantly stalking their fandom and we still get scared everytime one of them knows about something that happened on like twitter or tiktok. Their fandom is one of the gayest you'll ever find in Kpop and recently we got called furries because Skz's song "Wolfgang" has a part where they fucking bark (but the song is really good!!)

Our fandom name is 'Stay' and the like slogan is "Stray Kids everywhere all around the world, you make Stray Kids Stay"

Anyways, that's Stray Kids from my perspective :D

[cottage-babe]

Burning Scars part X

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whoops i missed two weeks of updating, sorry, concussion stuff :) im all good now tho so more! updating!

I changed the original story up a bit :)

Summary: Y/n, a werewolf from a hidden village, comes across Zuko and Iroh after being exiled. How has fate intertwined the wolf into the avatar’s destiny?

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Zuko’s been acting a little... weird lately. 

Well, let’s clarify something; Zuko always acts weird. But ever since the trio went into work that day, the boy had been on edge. 

Y/n was standing at the tea station, just leaning against the wall and spacing out. Iroh was beside her, humming a small tune as he prepared the next batch of tea. Then, the boy quickly walked up to them in panic. 

“Guys, we have a problem.” He said as he set the teacups he was holding onto the table. “One of the customers is on to us. Don't look now but there is a girl over there at the corner table.”

Y/n snapped out of her daydream and looked over to the person Zuko was talking about. It was a pretty girl; she had long dark hair pulled into two braids and a sappy smile on her face. Instantly Y/n knew that she wasn’t suspicious of anything. 

“Didn’t I say don’t look?!” Zuko whispered and dragged both of his companions arms to turn away. 

A laugh almost escaped Y/n’s mouth as she shared a look with Iroh. “You know Zuko, I think you’re right, I’ve seen her here a lot.”

The clueless teen nodded his head and furrowed his brows. 

“Seems to me she has quite a little crush on you.” Iroh laughed and went back to whatever it was that he was doing. 

Zuko let out a ‘what?’ and Y/n sighed in response. She had to keep reminding herself that she and the other boy were nothing remotely close to romantic. If anything was learned from last night, they were just friends; family, at most. And she was okay with that, honestly. She had so many issues with him that it probably wouldn’t even work out. But still, she couldn’t deny the fact the Zuko might’ve been the topic of her daydream just moments ago. 

Y/n resumed her position of leaning on the wall. She watched as the ‘mysterious’ girl walked up to the counter and began to talk to Zuko flirtatiously. The girl introduced herself as Jin and payed for her drink. 

“Thank you and ... well, I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime?” Jin asked with a hopeful gaze. 

Zuko paused in bewilderment and it almost made the poor girl regret her request. Y/n wasn’t going to butt in, she really wasn’t, but soon she decided that it was for the best. Maybe if she helped him get in a relationship, it would help her get over her slight (once again, very very slight) feelings over him. 

“He’d love to.” Y/n responded for Zuko. 

The boy looked around his shoulder and sent the wolf a questioning glare, but she just sent him a smile and turned to help Iroh make some tea.

My job here is done. 

Jin and Zuko talked a bit more and ended with her saying that she’d meet with him at sundown. That meant that for the rest of the day Zuko chatted nervously with Y/n and Iroh, giving off mixed feelings between ‘I don’t want to go’ and ‘should I dress nice?’. Y/n let Iroh do all the talking, she wasn’t too much of an expert in that area.

When she was in her pack, Y/n wasn’t exactly popular among the boys. They mainly drifted her to strong, beautiful sister and the girl wasn’t bothered by it too much. She had a few crushes here and there, but that was about it. Nothing was ever acted on. 

So hearing that this was Zuko’s first date relieved her to an extent; at least she wasn’t the only one who’d gone this long without being in a relationship. But there was the other part that nagged her a bit, the fact that Zuko was having his first date; with a stranger none the less. 

Quit all this feeling stuff, it’s getting annoying. 

Y/n may or may not have been giving Zuko a form of silent treatment for the day. If he ever asked her anything, she answered, but other than that, she never intimated any conversation. There wasn't any particular reason (lies), but it certainly didn't go unnoticed by her roommate.

"Hey, uhh.. if you don't think that I should go, I won't." Zuko said randomly on their break.

Y/n's eyes furrowed in confusion. "I literally answered her for you, Lee. If anyone is being hesitant, it should be you."

"So," he began. "Your not bothered? At all?"

There was this weird look in the boy's eyes, something of... Hope?

That's weird.

"Listen, if you need advise or something, Iroh will probably be your best bet." The werewolf laughed awkwardly.

He just sighed and went back to work.

When closing time was coming and there were hardly any customers left, Zuko and Iroh went to the backroom to prepare. Y/n didn’t really pay attention to what they were doing; she just assumed that they were cleaning up any dirty bits he picked up or making him smell better. 

That was why when Zuko walked out into the dining room with his hair slicked back ridiculously, Y/n couldn't hold back the snort that escaped her. Why would Iroh do this to him? Some revenge she didn’t know about or something?

Zuko glared at her and she just masked up her laughter as a cough. “You look great!” She even put a thumbs up to try an convince him of her lie.  He just rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly opening the door of the restaurant. By that time, the few remaining people had filtered out and it was just the three of them. 

When the view of Jin came, even Y/n couldn’t hold back her gasp. 

The young girl was really quite beautiful. Her braid was fixed and she had a youthful enthusiasm to her features. It was a beautiful contrast to the adult life that Y/n and Zuko were thrown into. 

Jin’s eyes widened at the boys new look and laughed, saying something clever to him. Zuko just shut the door so his two roommates wouldn’t listen in on their conversation. 

“He’s growing up so fast,” Iroh jokingly sniffled and wiped a fake tear. 

Y/n laughed and nodded her head. I hope he’s nice to her. 

The werewolf turned and returned to the backroom so she could put her apron away. She assumed that Iroh was following, so she didn’t bother waiting. 

“So,” She began, “what should we do tonight?” Y/n began to wave her arms around dramatically. “Get some food? Watch a play?”

She was really looking forward to tonight. Now they didn’t have Zuko here constantly breathing down their necks (”We don’t have enough money for that!!” “Why buy that when you can buy this!” it got a little redundant at times). 

Iroh slid his apron off and chuckled. “Oh no no... I’m far too old to have fun at night.” 

Y/n deflated. To be fair, the sun hadn’t fully set yet. “I mean... I guess we could read at home?” 

He shook his head once more and turned toward the werewolf. “Just go have fun, meet new people. Don’t let someone like me slow you down!”

She pouted. Why does he think that time spent with him is wasted? She has plenty of fun hanging out with the sweet uncle! Y/n looked at his happy, aged face and observed his truthfulness. She knows that he just wants her to have fun, but still...

“Just go, Y/n, and I’ll see you back home tonight.” Iroh smiled. 

Y/n sighed, looking at Iroh one last time, before turning around and heading out the same door that Jin and Zuko left through. When the brisk air hit her, it felt different somehow. Maybe because this was her first time being out alone. She means this quite lightly, of course, but something about it still irked her. 

The sun was sorta bright out, but not much. 

It had set halfway, so the small beams were jutting out the tops of the building and the sky was painted the scene of fire. Oh, her and her love for sunsets. 

Y/n decided to pick a direction and walk. Honestly, in this part of the city, there weren’t many sights to see; everything interesting rested in the higher Rings since they could afford it. 

After a few minutes, the girl saw a stand selling sweets. She patted her pockets and brought out her tips from work. It wasn’t much, but definitely enough for the night. 

She paid for some iced treats; Popsicles of some kind. She wasn’t entirely sure which flavor to pick, so she went with her childish side and decided to buy two that she was interested in. 

As she continued her trip, Y/n stopped at a few places to watch things. Since night was approaching, shows were starting on random parts of the streets. People performed odd talents for money and it excited the girl; maybe she should do something like them, it seems fun. 

At some point, Y/n ended up at the entrance of a zoo. 

She was almost finished with the first ice cream in her grasp when she decided to enter the park. It seemed deserted and there was only one person at the front desk. 

“Umm, excuse me? Are you open?” Y/n asked since the worker was almost half asleep. 

The man jumped awake and looked around, startled. Then, his eyes landed on the girl’s curious figure. “Yes. Is it just you? Where’s your friends?”

Y/n pouted in response. “It’s just me, how much is it?”

She began to ruffle through her pockets, hoping that it was enough to see the animals, but the man waved a hand in the air.

“It’s fine, you can just go ahead. Just don’t feed the animals.” He said while looking suspiciously at the girl’s popsicles. 

Y/n nodded her head and smiled in thanks. Then, she went inside.

She wasn’t entirely sure why she wanted to be here; it would be hard for her to see captive animals when she herself was one (well, not caged, but you get the point). Her pack elders had informed her of zoos and used it to scare the kid wolves so they wouldn’t go and try to find humans. Of course, that never worked on Y/n and her siblings. She honestly just thought that it was fake up until this point. 

The werewolf walked around to each cell to observe the animals. It almost made her cry; they all just looked so lonely. Y/n couldn’t imagine how trapped they must feel in this small cage; a part of her was happy that she wasn’t in that situation, though. 

“They all look so sad.” 

Y/n turned around and was met with a young boy, possibly about twelve years old. He was bald with a blue arrow tattooed across his forehead and arms and held a long stick in his hands. The orange of his clothing made him standout against the dreary greys of the zoo. 

The girl looked at the animal across from them. It was a Rabaroo, an animal with long ears and bouncy legs. Y/n could hear small chirps coming from the pouch in her front, but she decided not to say anything. 

“She’s really hungry too, I can tell.” Y/n said as she walked up closer to the cage. 

The poor animal was almost pleading for help. She had a thought that the Rabaroo knew what she was, a predator, but still asked for help. These animals must be really desperate. 

The boy joined her. “I wish there was something I could do, but I’m not sure how to help.”

Y/n nodded her head in agreement. When she got this feeling in the past (before they entered Ba Sing Se with their Ostrich-Horses), she found a solution; to just let them go and be free. Now, however, she just felt helpless.

Instead, she just looked at the boy and held out the other ice treat in her hand. “Do you want one? I can’t finish both.”

He got a childish excitement in his eyes and grabbed the treat. Y/n smiled back at him, maybe something good can come from today. 

“I’m Aang, I’m looking for my lost Sky Bison.” Aang said as he began licking to Popsicle. 

“Y/n,” she introduced herself while thinking, what the Spirits is a Sky Bison? “I'm just wandering the city; thinking."

“Really?” He asked. “What are you thinking about?”

What was she thinking about?

There’s so much that should be on her mind right now; her future, how her family’s doing, how she’s doing, but for some reason the only thing that’s been scattered around her brain recently was Zuko. Something about him just seemed so.. spirits, she couldn’t even find the word for it. But it seemed like she was seeing him differently now.

“Oh, you're still here?"

Y/n and Aang turned to the voice that spoke. It belonged to the man at the front desk, the one that let her in for free.

"Do you know what's wrong with the animals?" Aang asked the owner, ignoring the rude phrase that he said.

"Well, the Dai Li won't give me any money because the kids stopped coming. And the kids won't come because my zoo's nasty and broke." The owner sighed. "I wish I could give all these animals the big, open space that they need."

Y/n frowned. He must have really good intentions, it's just the situation that makes him seem bad.

She met eyes with the younger boy to her side and was surprised to see the... Joy?

"Let's do it!" Aang yelled out, surprising both people beside him. "There's a big open space right outside the walls of the city!"

"But how do we transport them?" Y/n asked.

She was totally on board with the idea, it's just that it seemed a little... Impulsive. But she was talking to a child, though, and they always have such big ideas.

"Oh I'm really good with animals." The boy smiled. "Do you want to help me?"

The werewolf paused, thinking that maybe she shouldn't get involved in this event. But one look at the poor Rabaroo peering up at her with it's wide eyes made her cave in.

"You know... I'm pretty good with animals too."

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She was not as good as she thought she was.

Aang and Y/n separated because they needed to find a way to calm the wild animals running loose. The boy (spirits bless him) thought it was a fantastic idea to let all of the animals go at once; from the biggest animals to the smallest rats. It was wild.

And so here the werewolf was, chasing down a pair of Raccoon-Crows. Since the sun had set long ago, there weren’t a lot of people out. Most who enjoyed the liveliness of the night has had their fun and returned to the welcoming embrace of their beds. Oh, if only I stayed home to sleep.

“Get back here!” Y/n yelled as the birds flew off once again.

They seemed to look at her with a mischievous gleam in their eyes; waiting for her to get close before bolting off once again. It was getting very annoying.

She didn’t regret helping the young boy, especially since she might’ve gained a friend out of this. She only regretted not coming up with a better plan; or at least to wait until morning.

“AHHH!” A voice screamed off in the distance.

Y/n groaned and turned toward the yell, knowing that some animal was probably attacking some random citizen. What she didn’t expect though, was to run face first into Zuko and Jin’s date.

Jin had a hog-monkey climbing on her dress and Zuko was in full panic mode. He tried to help her push the animal off, but it seemed to have a steel grip on her. Luckily, they were alone in some fire lit plaza.

Y/n felt really awkward, especially with how private the area was. What would they need privacy for? She quickly pushed that out of her head though and whistled loudly to catch the Monkey’s attention.

The animal and the two teens looked at her in surprise. Y/n took out a treat that the Zoo Keeper had given her and waved it to catch the eyes of the Hog-Monkey. When it loosened it’s grip, she threw it as far as she could away from the group. Luckily, it jumped away in excitement.

“Y/n?!” Zuko exclaimed. Sighing in defeat, the werewolf slowly joined the duo.

Jin was still slightly frightened and was grasped onto the boy’s arm. Y/n pretended not to see it.

“Hey Lee. Fancy seeing you here?” She tried miserably as she scrunched her face up in discomfort. Maybe they’ll be able to cut this conversation short.

“Why aren’t you back home with Uncle?” Zuko said as his eyebrows squished together in anger. “What are you even doing out here?”

“I decided to go out too,” she explained quickly, “but listen, I met this boy and we’r-”

“A boy?!” He seemed to be fuming now. “You can’t just go around talking to random people.”

This made the werewolf (and Jin, but we’re kinda ignoring the sweet girl for a moment) raise her eyebrow in disbelief. He’s really out here, scolding her for making friends when he’s on a date with some girl he’s never met before. Does he ever think before he speaks?

“I-” Y/n paused and took a deep breath to calm herself. “You know what? We’ll talk about this later. I think we’re both busy at the moment.” 

Zuko glanced at his date and the werewolf used that distraction as an excuse to leave. She ran off in the direction of the Hog-Monkey, hoping that it hadn’t run too far and purposefully ignored the boy who yelled in protest behind her. Stupid Zuko and his stupid anger issues. 

When she got far enough, she slowed to a walk and looked around. The monkey must’ve gotten away because it was nowhere in sight. 

“Hog-Monkey.... c’mere monkey, I have treats.” Y/n spoke loudly out into the dark streets of Ba Sing Se. 

She hoped that the animal would hear her words and come barreling toward her, but she was only greeted with silence except for the soft footsteps coming from a lady walking down the street. Besides for the lady, the entire street was empty and no other animal was in sight. 

That was when she heard it. 

A high pitched ringing noise that rattled her bones and made her brain shrink in protest. It was louder than anything she’d ever heard before. It wasn’t the noise that was painful, no no, it was the feeling of being ripped apart that did. 

The noise, for some reason, caused the werewolf in Y/n to go absolutely crazy. It was fighting the girl; desperately trying to shift into its natural skin so it could run toward the ringing. 

Y/n hunched herself over and groaned out in pain. She looked at her hands and saw it shifting between claws and human hands; she could only imagine what the rest of her body was doing. 

“Are you alright, sweetie?” 

The transforming-girl looked up to meet the eyes of the lady who was on the street. Her eyes were filled with worry, but slowly changed into something of fear.

Before the werewolf could do something to hurt the kind woman, Y/n bolted down an empty alley. Spirits, what is happening to me?

She leaned against the dirty wall and tried to catch her breath, but her wolf just kept clawing at her, desperately trying to escape. She punched the wall, leaving a fist-sized dent (her mind just brushed it off as her wolf power, but that was weird, right?). Then, while the ringing noise still blasted through her ears, she felt her snout slowly grow out of her face; a growl of effort roaring through the alleyway. 

The young girl wanted to cry. Why couldn’t she control herself right now? She was used to the pain of transforming, she had done it all of her life, but she’d never experienced the pain of her two natures battling. It was something entirely different.

The seconds that were passing seemed like hours.

All she could think was, when will the ringing stop?

Soon, she didn’t have the power to hold it back anymore. Her human body was weak and she hated herself for it. She let her werewolf grow into its natural size, towering above her normal height. She felt her clothing rip until it was just strips of fabric on on the floor. 

The ringing stopped, but her wild mind remembered where the sound came from and began its run there. 

Fortunately (although, its also very unfortunate), her journey was ended when something sharp pierced through the skin on her neck. Her dark eyes jumped around until it landed on the fearful lady from the street shaking beside a group of men.  

Y/n felt a sudden drowsiness come over her and her large body fell limp to the floor despite it’s fighting. Just before the unconsciousness came over her, though, the green circle on the men’s chest became prominent in the moonlight.

Then, her world went dark.

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Dai Lee >:(

also Aang’s whistle thing >:(

 i know that this is a VERY slow burn, but maybe some... couple-y stuff in the next few chapters? we’ll see ;)

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Chapter 3: The Things We Do for Love

(from the My Girl Trilogy: Stay Mine)

…in which Harry and Y/N get into a fight, and she thinks her ex still has feelings for her.

Word count: 5.4k

AU: actor!Harry, older!Harry, younger!Y/N, (4-year age gap).

Warning: This chapter contains smut (not that any of you cares tho 😂)

Wattpad link (original character: Thea as Y/N)

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“You okay?”

“Yeah.” Y/N nodded as she gulped down the rest of her champagne and gave her empty glass to a waiter who walked past her and Harry.

As the party got more crowded, she got more impatient. There was something about partying with celebrities that made her feel exhausted, and she couldn’t wait for it to be over so she could go home.

She supposed Harry felt the same way. After all, they were only there because his manager had put them on the guest list. The host was a famous new director named Finley and Jeff didn’t want his client to waste such a good networking opportunity. And she, of course, was trying to be the supportive girlfriend he deserved.

He interlocked their fingers and brought her hand to his mouth, giving it a kiss. “If you want, we can leave.”

“Don’t worry. I’m good,” she said, faking a smile.

“Are you sure?” He arched an eyebrow. “Honestly, I don’t really want to be here either. So if you want to go—”

Before Harry could finish the sentence, his eyes stopped at the entrance where he saw Isaac walk in with his manager Lee.

“What is Isaac doing here?” Y/N asked. She was surprised, but Harry wasn’t.

“He photographed Finley last week. I should’ve known he was invited too.”

“Go talk to him then.” She tugged at his arm. “About your dad, remember?”

Harry hesitated for a second as if he was having second thoughts, but then he inhaled deeply and turned back to her. “Are you sure you’ll be fine on your own?”

“Yes. I’m not a kid, H.”

“To me you are.”

She rolled her eyes as he pecked her cheek and was about to leave when he remembered something. “Forgot to say I love you.” He kissed her once more, this time on the lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she said. “Now go.”

Harry gave her a wink and made his way across the crowded room to Isaac.

Y/N was anticipating how their conversation would turn out, but an unfamiliar voice caught her attention.

“Ms Y/L/N.”

She turned around. It took her less than two seconds to recognise the man, but she decided to play it cool by only giving him a smile and letting him introduce himself.

“John Conall. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr Conall.”

They shook hands and he said, “I’m a friend of Harry’s and I’ve heard so much about you.”

“I can’t believe he didn’t tell me he was friends with John freaking Conall!” That sentence wasn’t meant to be said aloud, but Y/N was too elated to help herself and lucky for her, Conall didn’t seem to mind.

“You’ve heard of me?” he asked.

“Of course, you are a famous actor, best-selling author, and one of the best literary agents,” she said, trying to contain her excitement by taking in a shaky breath. “I’m actually a big fan of your works, Mr Conall.”

“Please, call me John,” he said and looked over her shoulder to spot Harry talking to Isaac. “Harry’s mentioned that you’re a writer.”

“Well, I wouldn’t call myself--”

“Honey, I’ve read your manuscript. You are a writer.”

Y/N turned completely paralysed as she heard those words. She looked at him, her eyes widened, her mouth agape. She almost had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.

“You have?”

He nodded. “Harry sent it to me, and I loved every part of it. I heard it was inspired by your actual relationship, right?”

“I’ve told him not to go telling everyone about that but...yes, it was.” She shyly giggled. “May I ask, what was your favourite part?”

Conall took about a second to think, tapping a finger on his lips. “I cannot just choose one, but the ending was brilliant. We all love a happy ending.”

If Y/N had been on cloud nine just a second ago, now she’d hit the ground and continued falling. Conall’s favourite part could not be the story’s happy ending, because there wasn’t one.

Her book ended with the lovers saying their last goodbye and the man driving away from their hometown and never looking back. She and Harry hadn’t got a real chance to say goodbye last year so she’d given them one in her imagination. Eventually, she’d decided to keep that ending because it was perfect for the story.

Conall had lied to her. He had never read her book. And as disappointed as she was, she was not surprised at all. She glanced at her boyfriend who gave her a smile, and all she felt was a big lump in her throat and a turning stomach.

“So if you’re ever interested in working with me--”

“I’m very flattered, John, but...I’m gonna have to turn you down,” Y/N said.

From the look on Conall’s face, she knew she would never get a second chance to work with him in the future. She might regret it tomorrow when she’d forgiven Harry, but she could never forgive herself if she'd got her first book deal because her boyfriend was famous.

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“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes. I can’t let Gemma meet him,” Harry said as he took another sip of champagne and rubbed his fingers around the rim of the glass.

Isaac chewed on his bottom lip, staring at Harry for a long moment as if giving him another chance to change his mind. But when he said nothing, Isaac finally gave a nod. “All right, I’ll tell Emilia you want to meet them.”

“Thank you,” Harry said as they clinked their glasses and finished their drinks. “So...you and Emilia…”

“Are just friends.”

“I wasn’t gonna say that you weren’t.”

“Oh, please. I know you H.” Isaac lifted an eyebrow as he smirked. “Is this still about Y/N and I? Because we’re also just friends.”

“No, this is about you.” Harry chuckled. “I just want to know how you’re doing.”

He honestly couldn’t remember the last time they’d told each other about what was happening in their lives. They used to be so close. And even though Harry had hated Isaac last year, he’d also missed him a lot. It was nice to finally get to know him again.

“I’m doing great,” Isaac said, his lips curved into a smile. “What about you and Y/N? Good?”

“Yeah, we’re good,” Harry said as his eyes travelled back to his girlfriend, who was now standing with John Conall. He saw her looking and gave her a smile, to which she responded with another one and immediately looked away. Something seemed odd. But he didn’t think too much about it.

“Did you have anything to do with that?”

“With what?” He raised an eyebrow at Isaac, who let out a slight chuckle and pointed to Y/N and the man.

“That’s John fucking Conall. You know what I’m talking about, H.”

“Okay, maybe...a little,” Harry breathed as he combed his fingers through his unruly hair. “Please don’t tell her. I just wanted to help her out because you know how cutthroat the publishing industry is.”

“Be careful, mate. Y/N’s a smart girl. She’ll find out on her own.”

Isaac’s warning worried Harry quite a bit, but now all he could do was hope he’d done the right thing.

“Hey,” he changed the subject as soon as another one crossed his mind, “you should know that she didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Do what?”

“Tell me about Emilia,” he said, carefully studying Isaac’s expression. “Don’t be mad at her. She feels terrible about it.”

“I can’t stay mad at her. You know how she is.”

When Isaac saw the look on Harry‘s face, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Don’t worry. I don’t love her anymore, at least not the same way you do.”

“No offence but I don’t worry about you anymore,” Harry snorted, giving his empty glass to a waiter. “Before we came to your house that night, she was going to tell me about her other ex, but I freaked her out and she blurted out about Emilia.”

“Wait,” Isaac narrowed his eyes. “Blake?”

“Yup. He’s her neighbour now.”

“Shit, really?”

“Yeah.” Harry exhaled sharply. “Did she tell you a lot about him when you two were...together?”

“Kind of,” Isaac said. “I mean, he was a big part of her life. She said she wouldn’t be who she was if she hadn’t met him.

A big part of her life, the voice inside Harry’s heart mockingly repeated the words. Fuck Blake Roman. Why didn’t that kid just stay in the US?

As if Isaac could hear Harry’s thoughts, he grabbed his shoulder and shook it slightly. “He’s your problem now though.”

“You’re such a good friend.”

“Just kidding. I wouldn’t worry about him if I were you. Blake might have been a big part of her life--”

“Can you stop saying that?”

“Sorry,” Isaac breathed out a laugh. “But believe me, H. What you two had then and what you have now cannot be replicated. Just believe in yourself.”

Isaac’s pep talk had somehow put Harry at ease, but only for temporary. When he finally said goodbye to Isaac and walked back to Y/N, the first thing she said to him was that she wanted to leave. He assumed she was tired. But her silence had maintained all the way to the car, and for the entire drive back to her place, which made him wonder what John Conall had said to her back at the party.

He knew how much she admired the man, so she should’ve been thrilled and gone on and on forever about meeting him. Was she really tired, or was she upset because she knew he had something to do with it? Shit. What if Isaac was right? She’d probably figured it out.

“I saw you talking to John Conall earlier,” he said as she unbuckled her seatbelt. They were right outside her building and he feared she would run off without answering him, but Y/N stayed still in the passenger seat.

“Tell me you didn’t do it,” she said, looking straight ahead.

"Kid..." his voice lowered.

She turned to him. He almost told her he’d done it for her, but when he looked into those big round eyes and saw his own reflection. He knew she didn’t want to hear a reason. She was disappointed and offended and hurt. So how could he look her in the eye and say he’d done it for her?

“I’m sorry,” Harry uttered, his eyes fell to her hand as he reached out to touch it, but she pulled away and got out of the car.

He parked it there and chased after her. “Wait, Bambi, wait!”

“Go home, Harry. I’m tired.” She walked faster to get away from him but he refused to give up and followed her into the building.

“Let's talk about it. Tell me how much you hate me. Yell at me! Just--”

“Oh, you want me to yell at you?” Y/N laughed angrily as she rushed up the stairs with him running right behind. “What pissed me off wasn’t you taking me to that party to put on that shit show but it was you underestimating me! You of all people!”

“I don’t!”

“You fucking do!” She stopped and turned around to stab a finger at him. “You think my book is shit and no literary agent would want me unless it was because of you!”

“No! I just wanted to help!” He quickly caught her hands, but she pushed him away and continued running. He followed, panting heavily. His heart was pounding against his chest but it wasn’t only because he was racing her up five floors.

“We’re not doing this again, Bambi!”

“Fuck no, we’re not! I can’t even look at you right now.” She stopped in front of her flat, catching her breath, but Harry took the key from her hand before she could unlock the door. “Hey, give it back!”

He straightened his arm to raise it high above his head. “Please let me apologise.”

“Harry," her expression hardened, "give me the key or we’re done.”

He knew she didn’t mean it, but she always said crazy things when she was angry, and he knew better than to upset her even more. He released a sigh, put the key back into her hand, and before either of them could say another word, they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Blake stopped as soon as he realised that Y/N and Harry were fighting.

“Hi, Blake,” she said and walked straight into her flat, leaving the door open for Harry.

The two men shared an awkward moment of silence in that hallway. But right as Blake opened his mouth to speak, Harry immediately followed his girlfriend.

He locked the door, standing with his back against it to watch her kick off her high heels and toss her clutch onto the floor. As she flopped down on the sofa and buried her head in her hands, he quietly approached.

She didn’t flinch, not even when he dropped down on his knees in front of her and took her hands away from her head.

“I’m sorry. Please look at me.”

She shook her head, her voice trembled, “you think I’m a loser…”

“No, baby, I don’t…”

He cupped her chin, tilting her face slightly upward so he could look her in the eye. His Bambi was already on the verge of tears. She tend to get softer when she drank and he’d always liked that, but not tonight, not right now.

Frowning, he tucked a strand behind her ear and spoke softly, “Conall asked me to attend his daughter’s birthday because she was a fan, so I asked him for a favour and sent him your manuscript. I didn’t ‘buy’ you a chance with him if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“He didn’t even read it, H,” she said at last, rubbing her nose.

“What?” His eyes went round.

“He said he did but he only lied to win you over.”

Harry stiffened at once. He turned away to curse under his breath and then cupped her cheeks. “I can’t believe he did that, baby. I’m sorry. We’ll find you another agent, yeah?”

“No.” She stood up, stepping away from him. “I will. You stay out of this. I don’t want to depend on my boyfriend, okay? I don’t want to drive his Ferrari, wear his Gucci clothes and live in his big mansion!”

When she mentioned his mansion, he was at a loss for words, and she immediately realised how bad it sounded as he’d just asked her to move in with him not so long ago.

“I’m sorry.” She stood with her head hung and a hand on her forehead. “I-I didn’t mean that. I just…”

“It’s okay. Maybe I should leave.”

Harry took a step forward, but Y/N got in the way. She caught his wrist before he could walk past her, and right before he could even think, she pressed her mouth against his. She kissed him hungrily. He didn’t bother to question and caught her effortlessly as she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. He took her tongue into his mouth, stumbling backwards until she hit the front door.

They kissed harder as she dug her nails into his broad back. She was only wearing a silk slip dress which made it easy for him to just pull it off and toss it somewhere in her living room.

Once her panties came off, she was completely naked, sandwiched between him and the door. Her bedroom was just a few steps away, but his mind was already clouded by the thought of fucking her against this door and having her scream his name so that all of her neighbours could hear it. Blake could hear it. And he believed she was well aware of his intention. But if anything, it only turned her on.

Y/N only broke the kiss once to unbutton his shirt and pull it off his shoulders. Their mouths collided again. She sucked on his tongue, tracing her palms across the ink on his chest, down to his abs and then to his cock, pulling it free as she pushed his pants right past his bum. Her fingers tightened around his hardened length, making him gasp and buckle his hips against her hand.

One arm locked around her waist, Harry fucked himself in sync with her slow strokes and snuck his other hand between them to squeeze her breast and tease her nipple.

“You’re so warm,” she moaned against his lips when his cock twitched in her palm and he slipped his fingers between their bodies to feel her arousal.

“So are you...And you’re dripping...God, fuck,” he inhaled deeply, dipping two fingers in with no trouble. Her mouth fell open as she started riding them while stroking his cock.

“I need it...Need you inside.” She tossed her head back, squirming. Their skin was slick with sweat, and he was too horny to pay attention to this uncomfortable position they were in. He kissed her hard on the mouth, looking down between them to watch her guide him to her hot entrance. She was so wet but also so tight, and the way she squeezed around the swollen head of his cock made him go frenzy.

He fucked her slow at first, not wanting to hurt her. But as she started thrusting down on him, he picked up the pace and fucked her harder. She was moaning his name just the way he wanted as he bent his knees to hit that spot over and over again. She felt so good around him that he could barely open his eyes, but he had to. He had to look at her face when she came.

“Say you’re mine,” he growled, making her nod rapidly.

“Yours. I’m yours.”

“Fuck yes, you are. And I’m yours. All yours.”

He fucked her hard and fast, not wanting this to end but she felt so good, he couldn’t help it. He slipped his hand down to rub her clit, making her hip jolt up only to drop back down on his dick, both of them groaned loudly.

When she came, she was chanting his name, gripping his shoulders tightly as he sucked a nipple into his mouth and chased his own orgasm. He fucked his cum into her, his forehead pressed against her shoulder as he tried to catch his breath and bring himself back down to earth.

After a moment, he slipped out. They stayed in that position and looked into each other’s eyes without exchanging a single word. His heart was like a drum, he could hear it beating in his ear as he waited for her to snap out of it and tell him to go.

But then she cupped his face and murmured, “let’s take a shower and go to sleep.”

Harry freaked out a little. “What about--”

“We can talk about it tomorrow, H. It’s fine.” She traced her finger along the bridge of his nose to calm him down and leaned in to give him a chaste kiss. “Let’s get some rest and then we’ll talk.”

He didn’t know if it was a good thing to wait until tomorrow, but if she said it was fine, then it should be fine.

“Okay. Tomorrow then.”

Smiling, Y/N rested her cheek on his shoulder and let him carry her into the bedroom.

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“Mr Whitney.”

“Y/N! Sit down, please.”

“Thank you, but it’ll be quick,” Y/N said as she put a paper folder on her English teacher’s desk.

Whitney looked up, beaming at the sixteen-year-old. “You’ve finished your book, I see.”

“It’s just the first few chapters actually. I want you to be the first to read it,” she said.

He picked up the folder, staring at it for a second before putting it in his bag. “I’ll read it tonight.”

That was all Y/N had wanted to hear. She’d always admired Whitney. Not only was he a great teacher, but he used to be a writer as well. She’d read some of his books, and they were so good it made her wonder why he was a teacher and not a famous author. Anyway, she was glad he was her teacher and she was his favourite.

On Tuesday of the following week, Y/N had another class with Whitney. She was so excited to finally read his feedback so she showed up at school earlier than usual. On the way to class, however, she ran into him.

“Y/N!”

Blake Roman, aka The Troublemaker. Why was he talking to her outside the classroom? And why was he even in school? He was always in the car park smoking and drinking with his mates. It was none of her business though. They weren’t friends.

“Gee, didn’t you hear me calling your name? Because everyone did,” Blake said as he finally caught up with her.

She didn’t look at him even though they were walking side by side. “We did one project together, Blake. We’re not friends.”

“We’re not. Promise.” He smirked but then grabbed her hand and spun her around. “I just want to give you this.”

Y/N was about to scold him for wasting her time, but when she saw what he was holding, she turned speechless.

“This is yours, right? Your name is on it. Anyway, I think it’s good, why did you throw it away?”

“Where did you find it?” She snatched the folder from his hand. He didn’t understand why she was mad, but it seemed like he knew that he shouldn’t have found this folder.

“In the car park,” he said.

“Where in the car park?” she asked, her eyebrows pulled together. Don’t worry, she told herself, Mr Whitney might have dropped it on the way to his car and--

“In the trash bin.”

Those three words felt like a hard kick in her stomach. Y/N exhaled sharply as her face twisted. “It couldn’t be...I-I gave it to Mr Whitney…”

Blake was quiet for a second. He was smarter than people assumed he was, and it didn’t take him too long to figure out what was happening. He shoved his hand in his hair and released a long sigh as he muttered, “shit…”

Y/N said nothing else. She pushed right past Blake and stormed to Whitney’s classroom. Despite Blake calling out her name, she didn’t look back.

“Mr Whitney.”

She burst through the door. Her teacher didn’t notice she was acting differently so he said, “good morning, Y/N,” and continued organising his desk.

Y/N walked toward him, gripping the straps of her bag as she couldn’t stop thinking about Blake finding her folder in the trash bin. “Hey, um...I want to ask about my story. I wonder if you’ve read it.”

Whitney stilled for a second.

Her mother had told her that good liars only needed a second to come up with a good lie, and that was how she knew what he was about to say would make her hate him even more.

“Of course I’ve read it. But I haven’t got time to write you some comments.”

She supposed he would continue using that excuse until she forgot about the story and stopped bothering him.

As a few other classmates entered the room, Y/N faked a smile, thanked the teacher and went to her seat. The image of the man she’d been idolising for a whole year had crumbled down before her eyes, and not only did she felt extremely disappointed, she also felt bad about herself.

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Y/N and Harry didn't get to have the conversation she’d promised in the morning. He’d got a work call at 5 AM and left before she woke up. He’d left her a text, saying he loved her and that they would talk when he got back so she decided not to think too much about it for now.

She’d already spent the whole night replaying the conversation with Conall inside her head. Although it had hurt her as much as what had happened a long time ago with her English teacher, she knew if she wanted to succeed, she must not give up easily.

It was Sunday, and she’d got no other important plans, so she decided to put those negative thoughts aside and start editing her manuscript.

After two hours of writing, her doorbell rang. She already could’ve guessed who it was, but she didn’t expect to see a sweaty Blake in his running clothes.

“This is embarrassing but,” he said, giving her a tired smile, “my shower broke. Can I use yours?”

“Yeah. Sure.” She agreed without reluctance.

“Thanks. I’ll go get my clothes,” Blake said and hurriedly went back to his flat.

Y/N supposed if Harry had been there, he would’ve said Blake was lying. But she’d lived in this estate long enough to know how awful the facilities were, and her shower had broken way too many times before so she knew the struggle was real.

The bathroom was in her bedroom, so while Blake was in the shower, she sat at her desk to work on the book. She was so concentrated that she didn’t even hear him come out.

“Hey,” his voice made her jump. They both burst of laughing as she shoved him away.

Blake apologised as he took a seat on the edge of her bed and looked at her laptop screen. “Oh, you’re writing a book?”

“I’m rewriting a book, actually.” She breathed, pinching her temple. “I thought I’d finished it, but it sucked so now I’m rewriting the whole thing.”

“Where are you at?”

“Chapter One.”

“Want some feedback?”

She turned to give him a smile. “Sure.”

He scooted over for her to bring her laptop to the bed and sit down by his side. Before handing it to him, she looked into his eyes and said with a serious expression, “I want your most honest and brutal comments. Do you think you can be honest and brutal?”

“I’m a law student, Y/N. That’s my job.” Blake cracked his knuckles, making her laugh. “Now, show me what you’ve got.”

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For all those years Y/N had been in school, she had never been called to the principal's office. She was the type of student who followed the rules, got good grades and hoped it would get her into a good university after graduation. So when she heard her name on the speaker in the hallway, she believed it was only a big misunderstanding.

She walked to the assistant’s desk, her heart was beating so fast as the woman looked up and gave her a smile.

“Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m here to—”

“Oh, Ms Y/L/N! Sorry for the misunderstanding,” the lady said, to her surprise. “Your friend said you had nothing to do with it and he’s taken all the blame. You can get back to class.”

“Wait, what?”

The door suddenly creaked open and Y/N was startled to see Blake walk out from the principal’s office. They held each other’s gaze for a full second and Blake was the first one to break it as he walked right past her, out of the room.

“What did he do?” she asked the lady who was shaking her head at the boy.

“He took Mr Whitney’s phone, locked him in the classroom and only let the poor man out once he’d read your story.”

Y/N was left speechless. Then she snapped out of it and rushed out of the room to chase Blake down the hall.

“Wait! Stop!”

He didn’t stop walking but he did slow down for her to catch up. “You’re chasing after me. How the table has turned.”

“Detention?” she asked, looking up to read his face but he didn’t look at her.

“Yeah.”

His one-word answer made her giggle.

“What’s so funny?”

“I can’t believe you locked a teacher in the classroom. That was childish.”

“Yeah, it was.” He agreed, laughing and scratching the back of his head. “But it worked. He left a lot of comments for your story.”

“Really?”

“Yup. I’ll give you back the folder later. I’ve read those comments by the way. They weren’t bullshit.”

“Thank you.” She shyly smiled, but he didn’t see it for he was staring straight ahead. They continued walking together and it was Y/N who broke the silence, “why did you do it? What’s in it for you?”

Blake took some time to think as he took a deep breath. “Well, nothing. Whenever I decide to help someone, I only need to find two good reasons to do it.”

“What are the two reasons in my case?” she asked when he sank back to silence.

He lifted his shoulders. “I’ve read the story and I think it’s great. I think you’ve worked hard for it and therefore deserve respect and recognition.”

“Wow, thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

“And the second reason?”

This time, he stopped and turned to face her at last. “I like you.”

“What?”

“That’s the second reason, Y/N. I like you.”

Y/N opened her mouth to respond but instantly realised she didn’t know what to say. It seemed like he didn’t need her to say anything though. He only wanted to let her know.

“See you later.”

Blake waved goodbye and then he was gone, leaving her standing there like a scarecrow on an empty field. And for the first time in her life, her heart was racing for another boy.

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Y/N finished three chapters with Blake’s help and it was only 3 PM. She had never been more productive and she wanted to continue, but Blake suggested that they should take a little break to relax and clear their minds.

“Thanks for helping me out,” she said, pouring him a cup of tea.

“You’re welcome.” He grinned.

Y/N watched him blow into his cup, staring attentively at the tattoo of her initial. They hadn’t met in three years, so why was he still so nice to her? She felt her stomach twist at the thought.

What if...

“Why are you doing this?” she blurted.

The question didn’t surprise Blake. He looked her in the eye as if he’d been expecting it and calmly said, “because I believe in you. If the shit bomb called Fifty Shades of Grey is a bestseller, then so should your brilliant book.”

What is the second reason, Blake? she asked herself when he sank back to silence.

But then her ringtone interrupted the conversation. She looked down at the screen and saw ‘BoYfRiEnD’.

“Excuse me.” Y/N grabbed the phone, but Blake got up at the same time she did.

“I better go,” he said. “Thank you for letting me use your shower.”

“Oh, you’re welcome,” she said and watched him head back to the front door. “Thank you for today!”

Blake didn’t respond or even look back. And the door fell shut behind him.

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Y/N was on the fence about telling Harry about today. She’d pondered it for the entire afternoon after the phone call with him, and eventually decided to be honest because there should be no secrets between them.

Harry came over at around 7 PM. He looked exhausted, but went straight to her for a kiss and gave her the flowers he’d bought on his way back from the film studio.

“Before you say anything, I just want to say I’m very very very sorry,” he whispered, hugging her waist. “I know I’m...too much sometimes. It could be overwhelming to be with me. I wasn’t good at being in a relationship in the past, and I’m trying not to let my mistakes ruin us again. I’m being too careful and...I’m well aware that I’m driving you away by trying too hard to not disappoint you. I’m gonna change, I promise. Please be patient with me.”

She waited for him to finish and pecked him on the lips, pressing their foreheads together. “I’m not Mr Finny or Ruby, love. I’m your Bambi. I’m not gonna leave you because you love me too much. But you still gotta have more faith in yourself, in me, and also us.”

Harry nodded fast and nudged her nose with his. “I didn’t know Conall wouldn’t even read it...If I had known, I wouldn’t have asked for his help.”

“It’s okay. Let’s forget about it,” she sighed. “I’ve rewritten the first three chapters today. Would you like to read it?”

“Sure.”

“Blake came over this morning and helped me.”

When Harry pulled away to arch an eyebrow at her, she dissolved into laughter. “Relax, babe. His shower broke so he asked to use mine.”

“His shower broke?”

“Yes.”

“That’s the lamest excuse people use in porn.”

“Harry.” She glowered and he rolled his eyes, letting out a long breath.

“Okay, sorry.”

Y/N playfully smacked his shoulder before kissing his cheek and pulling him to the sofa. They sat down together as she turned on her laptop.

“Does he know the main character is me?” he asked. “Because you should tell him the next time he comes over because ‘his shower broke again’.”

Seeing him do the air quotes made her cackle. “I think he knows. It’s clear that I’m so in love with you,” she said, placing the laptop on his lap and resting her head on his shoulder.

“Good girl.” He grinned. “Someone deserves to have their pussy eaten tonight.”

Y/N quickly pulled away. “Okay, I love you except for when you ruin romantic moments with stupid sex jokes.”

“It’s not a joke if I’m actually gonna eat your pussy tonight. But you know what? I’m actually hungry now.”

“Just read the damn story, asshole.” She laughed, grabbing his face and turning it back to the laptop screen. 

[marshmallowprotection]

Semi-colored sketch of Lila

(We all know Saeran is looking lol)

Dress looks a little strange cus i didnt know what to do with it so main thing is face lol

Also this is completely random but my mind brought it up so:

Sayaka is a lolita, yes? And Lila is a lolita...

HOW WOULD A FELLOW LOLITA REACT TO THIS CRAZY BITCH?

(Well its not really craziness its Rika making her drink the elixir and being like "bring Zen to me so he can be cleansed" since Sayaka is shipped with Saeran and Zen cus I couldn't choose, even though Zen may be a better choice- I dunno, Saeran and her just have similar experiences since MINT EYE, and Sayaka would legit go anywhere Saeran goes cus hes her only friend (her loyalty is honestly to him, not Rika, but that wasn't the case originally until after he became her first friend. Tho, Sayaka doesn't want to think about choosing between him and Rika but in the SE seeing what happens and stuff she would go with Saeran.) And so they would likely end up living together with the MC and Seven since Sayaka has literally no where else to go (she does NOT want to go back to her older brother, hell she doesn't even know where he is now) so :/

Also Sayaka is the same height as Lila so oofers.

Yes Sayaka is very creepy when she wants to be.

This was meant to be a post about Lila but then I added Sayaka in and well yeah.

Also another random question but is Lila pronounced as LIE-la or Lil-la or LEE-la? I keep pronouncing it as Lil-la ;-;

Sayaka's info on my blog:

https://serendipitousvalkeria.tumblr.com/post/637583968506691584/sayakas-info

- Submission

Lila is pronounced LIE-LUH.

She is SO CUTE. LOOK AT THAT POSE. LOOK AT THAT CUTIEPIE. THANK YOU. I'M CRYING.

Lila has a lot of Lolita acquaintances. She goes to meetups and group outings often. She is a bit more confident and forward when she's dressed up and so I think she would very well get along with anyone who knows how to have a big skirt and live their dreams. I think she could get along with Sayaka. I mean, I think she'd even enjoy her company.

Sayaka has more of a chance to be a friend with Wisteria, who is Lila under the influence of the elixir who becomes a petulant princess who will get whatever she wants. Listen, I love Lolita MCs so don't even feel bad about rambling because I love that shit. Shared trauma, though, that does make a lot of sense in your AU.

I think they could gush about styles and coordinates together and that is delightful. I approve.

[sunshine-tattoo]

I love many aspects of legend of Korra and am bothered by others, mainly some decisions made post-Atla. So here's a breakdown of how I see it playing out:

- the origins of the avatar were different read this post to get the finer details but basically they were never meant to be that powerful so aang was the last avatar as we know it

- Korra is aang's reincarnation but not the avatar. rather she is a person excited by the concepts of bending all elements and began training very young

- aang never married but spent his life training the decendants of air benders who were able to come out of hiding

- Ty Lee was revealed to be one of them

- so air bender numbers worldwide are still low but it's getting stronger with each new generation. The same with the sky bison and lemurs.

- toph took down the earth kingdom oligarchy as a young woman and helped redistribute wealth amongst the lands

- she also was a queer woman who never birthed any children of her own, but Lin and suyin were children she took in as metal bending students

- aang had his three children using surrogacy

- he and Katara remained close friends their whole lives

- Katara rebuilt the south pole and served as an advisor to Korra, as well as godmother to aang's children. His grandchildren call her gran gran.

- she was Zuko's lover but unable to marry him due to fire nation customs

- Zuko married Mai for political reasons and they had Izumi. They aren't lovers but see themselves as close friends.

- mai works heavily with the white lotus

- Ursa was a member too and had been working for them after her banishment. She returns to the fire nation after Zuko is crowned to be his advisor.

- azula eventually found peace through therapy and became a fire sage

- Republic City is a socialist utopia where people can live peacefully

- pro bending is a new sport and is still sometimes looked down upon by more traditional and spiritual bending

- there are no cops in Republic City so Lin is actually an attorney

- Tenzin trains Korra in air bending, tho it's still the hardest element for her to master

- Izumi is still the fire lord but is planning on being the last one, changing the country into a democratic society

- she and Kya are wives and had iroh through a donor

- there is still an anti- bending movement but the leader is actually a non-bender who believes in the cause. He uses an advanced form of chi blocking and hypnotism to "take away" someone's bending. In reality, he tricks the body into thinking it can't bend.

- much of Korra's story is about adapting to all the new things in the world in a compassionate way

- she and Asami are still together

[saltyslack-toast]

#Knock The Book 2: The Devil All the Time

WELL, I MADE IT TO THE 2nd BOOK REVIEW OF MINE, MEANS THAT I’M A PASSIONATE AND PERSISTENT BITCH, PERIODT. No actually I’m just bored and got really nothing to do, so here I am making judgmental, invalid and uncritical book review just to ease my guilt for doing nothing at home (just so my mom see me working through my laptop).

Okay The Devil All the Time is actually my first English book. The story of how I got this book as a matter of fact is quite irritating and funny at the same time. My uni friend, she saw this book in a modest book bazaar near her hometown. She was reading the title and the word ‘devil’ just remind her of me, she bought it and just gave it straight to me…... I’m sad but like thankful???

It’s a secondhand and hardcover book but I don’t really mind, considering the fact that the quality is still very nice though, except the worn spots stained all over the cover that make the book looks very old. My friend bought this only for RP 25.000, yes dude you’re not misread this shit, it was THAT CHEAP (whoever sell and own this book before me, I really appreciate it). Although if you want to buy the new one, you can get this book for USD 26.95 which converted in rupiah would be RP 407.500, yeah its cost pretty fancy for broke students like us and I don’t know if the book’s supposed to be available in your local bookstore but I think you can find it in worldwide shipping online store like amazon or any other shop perhaps. The book’s cover illustrate a dying white mutt hanging on the ‘log’ and bunch of cross everywhere, the cover is actually make sense when you read the book. It published in 2011 by doubleday in United States of America. The Author is Donald Ray Pollock, and you can find the sum information about his background written on the cover, but based form the book’s cover you can also check his website in donaldraypollock.com but when I checked, I’m not sure if it’s really his website since it just like pest control website (LMAOO I HAD NO IDEA FR). Anyway,

Let’s go breaking down the book!

“… Too much religion could be as bad as too little, maybe even worse, but moderation was just not in her husband’s nature”

The whole story in this book, basically give you portraits regarding the life of lunatics in the time after WWII. Nope, there is no sums up about the events happened in that moment so chill y’all non-historical enthusiast bitches. This book gonna give you a bizarre experience reading it, the first 10 pages of this book was already psychedelic, I assure that shit. Have you watched Games of Thrones series on HBO? It’s chilling right how Ned Stark, the protagonist of the main series died in the first season???? EXACTLY that was the vibes u got after reading the first chapter and get crazier every time u read forward. By the way, this book embodied 7 chapters and 55 sub-chapters, the chapter in odd and even numbers has 2 different main focuses on each characteristic exist, here I sum it up for you:

On the odd numbers chapters (1, 3, and so on), the central story of these chapters is circling among the family of Willard Russel, his Mom Emma and Uncle Earskell and also those 2 insane peeps Roy Laferty and Theodore. Willard Russel used to be a navy army and a bit skeptical dealing with religion issues just like his uncle, but his mom has always been a devoted worshiper. Willard married to the beautiful and kind-hearted women named Charlotte and they was given a son named Arvin Eugene Russel, everything was normal until Charlotte got sick and Willard gone crazy praying to god for his wife’s recovery and poor little Arvin has to suffer the predicament by his own self. Their stories always give me religious-fanaticism-gloomy vibes (is that even make sense??). Don’t even get me started with the life stories of the two brutes-ass man, Roy Laferty and Theodore they were used to be ‘preacher’ in Emma and young Willard’s Church. Nothing I could say further because it’s gonna be a major spoiler for you, but their stories really giving you insights of how frustration and fanaticism allow people to do something beyond their common sense.

“You remember what I told you the other day?” He asked Arvin

“About the boys on the bus?,”

“Well, that’s what I meant, you just got to pick the right time”

On the even numbers chapters (2, 4, and so on), the main tales is pertaining on the journey of Handerson couple, Carl and Sandy. They were like the Bonnie and Clyde but sad and exploitative version in this book. Carl is a ‘photographer’ and sandy working as a waitress in a café called Wooden Spoon (Which the place where Charlotte used to work as a waitress and the place she met Willard for the first time as well). During summertime they got this ‘ritual’ ((but not in a religious way)) where they drive to different states and give a ride to the hitchhikers found on the way, then Carl forcefully offer them to fuck Sandy for free (HIS OWN WIFE) while he took pictures of them fucking and after that Carl kill them and take all the money those hitchhikers got in their pocket (dude I can’t even judge anything). But to be honest, I’m not a fan of these two characters because they were all so ANNOYING to death. And then there is Bodecker Lee who’s a police and also Sandy’s brother, ok that’s it, I’m not gonna give you any spoilers.

“… He went down the street and sat on a bench in a park the rest of the day thinking about killing himself instead. Something broke in him that day. For the first time he could see that his whole life added up to absolutely nothing…”

You might be confused since there are quite a lot of keen characters in this book but there’s a point where all these bitches are relating to each other, so chill y’all impatient gripe-ass. Overall, the flow of the story is undoubtedly interesting for you to keep going throughout the whole story, because every phase gonna make you wondering about next things happened to them. But, the transitions among every chapters is quite uncomfortable for me, because sometimes when the story has reached its climax there is no resolutions coming to solve the problem immediately, and you’re faced to read the new chapter with a whole different setting and characters so it’s kind of ruining the vibes and emotions the book has made me, but again this just my personal preference so please don’t judge (while everything I did right now is judging inaccurately).

“He realized that he would never preach again, but that was all right. He’d never been much good at it anyway. Most people just wanted to hear the cripple play”

However, what I like the most from this book is the deepening of every character exists is so fascinating, even for just the side or supporting character (for god sake I’m sorry idk what to called a character that isn’t the main one), for example a bus driver in Meade, Ohio which Willard talked to when he was on the way home after the war ended, the narration wrapped and portraits the driver’s life perfectly without make us bored, and there’s still a bunch of interesting narration about the life of the side characters in this book that also as odds and intriguing as the main character’s background (jesus, everything happened and everyone in this book is just so strange and peculiar I swear to god). The story finished in a most tragic-beautiful but still gloomy way, even though it’s quite predictable but still a very good closing for me personally. To be noted, on the way to the end of the story, there will be emerge another asshole priest character named Preston Teagardin, ready to shake you up until you finish the book. But still, let’s said this particular ‘last minute character’ has proving that the author is paying so much attention of how the story ended isn’t leaving any 'rush-made' impression (this shit might confused you I’m sorry my English hasn’t got any better *sorry hand sign* *sorry hand sign* *sorry hand sign*). # hashtag attention to the detail bro.

Holy crap, that’s the first time I’m almost able to cut all the bullshit I intend to bring it up here.

This book is one of my top 5 books that you have to read once in a life time (although I haven’t discover the other four, omg im sorry y’all). Little information for you that the first time I read this book (yeah I read it for quite few times) is when the campaign of presidential election era, which in Indonesia the religious are pretty sentimental issues, some of the people in my country suddenly became those annoying fanatical preachers, man I can’t stand it. And this book is just precisely relating to that condition and I get to know at least a glance of what the heck odds things happened in their minds, since you know fanaticism and stupidity doesn’t hit only on particular group of religions, race, gender or anything, we can all be stupid and brainless (especially me because I basically have no brain). There probably quite many scenes that is pretty disturbing to read (I don’t know if people could be triggered by it???? But I guess so) so yeah a bit warning. Overall, I genuinely recommend this book for you guys because every element in this book is almost perfect, the storylines, bold characters, and the RARE AND STRANGE AND SENSITIVE topic promote by the author in this novel is totally a BOOM. Don’t worry reading this book not going to give you those agnostic and atheist vibes HAHA chill I still consider myself a devoted Muslim tho (hashtag masyaallah ukthi).

By the way before I wrapped it up, I hear that this book will be made into a netflix film. WELL, of course I’m excited because the casts are so amazing, and I love Netflix adaptation and I enjoy watch movies as much as I read books (again, unnecessary information of mine *sorry hand sign*). I found that the release date is postponed from the origin plan in 15th May (which is three days ago from I posted this on my page) due to I don’t know perhaps corona because that bitch has ruined everyone in the world’s schedule, but for real I can’t find the exact information regarding to the updated release date, so while you wait the film to launch, why don’t you just go read the book first? I assure you this one not gonna give you any disappointment.

I think that would be it for this 2nd rubbish book review of mine. Although, I think I made a little progressive from the first one (OR MAYBE NOT???? I’M SORRY Y’ALL) but of course there’s still much deficiency I served. Still, I hope my writing get better in the process of making this whole novel of reviewing book inaccurately. To be honest, I wrote this shit not for getting any engagements or audience but for my own satisfied HAHA. So yeah I’m literally comfortable writing for nothing. But bitch guess what I’m just gonna keep going, until I could professionally writing and make it for a living? Well, amen for that.

Xiao, See you in Advance!