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imaginesforthosewhoseekthem · 5 years ago

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Just imagine a normally nice MC that is pissed off. Everyone will be kinda concerned and confused bc this docile, sweet human is threatening to behead them. This something I cannot get out of my head. It’s ok if you don’t do it, but thanks for taking the time to read this :)

((I might just be on a Danganronpa binge, but I picture MC snapping like this (Spoilers for Danganronpa if you’ve never seen or played it and intend on doing so. I’ll put a gif under it if it helps prove the point better) ))

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gt_qF8SbZ_I

I’m gonna TRY to take this seriously, I swear XD. Only doing this with the 7 bros atm, but lemme know if you guys want the undateables in the future.

SPOILERS FOR LESSONS 1-20, MOSTLY CUSA BELPHIE’S PART. I really hope this is okay, it took me a WHILE to write. There’s probably some grammar mistakes here and there, but I will fix them overtime))

Lucifer:

Lucifer was kinda putting pressure on you with chores and tasks, barely giving you time to rest. Eventually, it just kinda made you snap at him.

“CAN’T YOU DO THIS CRAP YOURSELF?! YOU MANAGE THESE 6 IDIOTS ALL THE TIME AND YOU CAN’T DO SOMETHING LIKE A SIMPLE CHORE OR TASK?!” you snapped at him.

Welp...it was nice knowing you. Depending on the types of relationship you have with Lucifer, his punishments are either personal...or “Private” if you get my drift.

WE KNOW YOU’RE A FREAKY BITCH, LUCI!

Either way, you DEFINITELY feel like you are dead meat once you realize it was LUCIFER you snapped at.

If the others are in the room with you, Mammon will run, Levi will livestream it, Satan and Belphegor will either be there to laugh at you or encourage you to say worse, Beel will get a snack to watch and Asmo...well he’ll probably tell Luci to try not leave a mark on your body because that’s “his job”. Basically no one is helpful here.

Unless you’re not afraid of Luci or just stupid in which case, you keep runnin your damn mouth at him over stuff that will TOTALLY hurt his Pride. If you get one of his brothers to laugh, even SNICKER at him, you are in WORSE trouble.

Bonus points added to you getting screwed over by him if Diavolo was anywhere CLOSE to hear that,

Your ass is getting dragged to his room or office and getting a talking to or a “talking to” for SEVERAL hours straight.

Luci doesn’t take shit, He i the Avatar of Pride and will not let some human taint it.

Not gonna lie though...you DID catch him off guard and he did kinda ease up on the work because even though he’s way stronger than you, he does NOT wanna see you like that ever again

Mammon:

Oh, he did it again. He got both of you in trouble. You snapped cus this was the third time in a row that week. Mammon’s making his stupid excuses and it just..unloaded onto him.

“WELL MAYBE IF YOU WEREN’T SUCH A SCUMBAG, WE WOULDN'T GET INTO SO MUCH TROUBLE!” you barked at him.

He. Was. Stunned.

If you’re Lucifer levels of angry, he might even be a little scared of you.

For a moment to defend himself, he may switch to how he was when you two first met.

“O-Oh yeah?! Who are you, a weak, feeble HUMAN to tell the Great Mammon what he is and isn’t?! I could crush ya right now if I wanted to!”

He’s bluffing so much even humans that WEREN’T there could see it.

“Oh, you know what? YA KNOW WHAT?! That is it! I am not even gonna speak to you til you are BEGGIN’ me to forgive ya!”

Yep, he’s really doing this. Obviously, you don’t care because you’re not the one that should be apologizing here.

The other 6 are actually pretty happy with this transaction. Finally, some silence from Mammon’s ever yapping pie-hole. He’s sitting there with a pout on his lip and slumped. He’s not going to say how sorry you’ll be in front of his brothers because he said HE wasn’t talking to YOU. So he doesn’t need it rubbed in his face.

Of course, being the Avatar of Greed, he’s up to his Greedy ways, so he’ll make whatever excuse he can to get his brothers away from you.

Not even a day has passed and he comes up saying he “forgives you for getting mad at him”. But if you still look upset with him, he does legit feel bad and apologizes...the MAMMON way lol.

“Well...I GUESS if it bugs you that much, I could keep outta trouble...Just for a little while, though! I ain't some softie! I’m too much of an awesome rebel for that~!” he said, trying so much to impress you with his “Bad Boy” attitude.

Deep down, he just doesn’t want to make his human mad at him again.

Leviathan:

((Sorry if the reason isn't great, but this baby boy is too cute to have a reason to be mad at, I’m sorry! If Levi stans hate this, you have permission to slap me. I deserve it XD))

Levi had kept dragging you to play games with him and watch anime, but you had studying to do.

Whenever you tried to tell him you had to go study, he did this thing where he would use the “Studying is probably better than hanging out with a lame otaku like me” speech to get you to cave in.

You didn't realize it, but you only had a few days left to study and you were STRESSED.

Levi was about to use the same speech on you again when you finally had had enough.

“LEVI! I HAVE SPENT SO MUCH TIME WITH YOU, IT COULD ACTUALLY COST ME FROM GETTING A GOOD GRADE! CAN YOU PLEASE PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ANIME AND VIDEO GAMES AND DO SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T RISK OTHER PEOPLE FAILING AT LIFE!“ you blurted. You regretted saying some of that, but it was too little too late.

Levi was hurt his best friend would say all of that to him. You could see him fighting back tears.

“F-Fine..! Whatever! I can just find s-someone else to play with me..!” he said, choking n his words. “J-Just get outta my room, already!”

You tried to apologize for snapping, but he wasn’t having it, at least not right now.

You would make it up to him after you finished studying and taking your test.

Levi spent the next few days being somewhat passive-aggressive towards you, spending more time with Mammon or Henry 2.0 (his goldfish) just to spite you. However, you were too busy catching up on the studying you missed out on to notice.

Eventually, he was ready to go give you a piece of his mind when he saw...you were asleep at your desk and surrounded by books. It kinda made him realize how much he really made you miss out on and he felt pretty bad.

The next morning, you woke up to a text from Lucifer that said he pulled some strings to get you more time to study and have your date for the test slightly later than the others. You also had Levi’s jacket wrapped around your shoulders.

You definitely bought him some new games and figures as a way to apologize for yelling at him and you two made up.

Rest assured, Levi listens to you way more after that. You being mad at him is upsetting and kinda scary to him.

Satan:

Satan was being a typical cynical smartass and talking about what tricks he’ll attempt on Lucifer today.

The past THREE times you, he and Belphie tried to pull pranks on Lucifer, you were one step ahead and you just DID not have the energy for it anymore.

“Hey Satan..~” you say sweetly to lure him in.

“Mmm?” he asked, distractedly.

“Shut...the F**K up!” you snapped, irritated at him.

Now...There are really two ways the Avatar or Wrath can take being told to shut up, let alone to shut the f up.

If you are LUCKY...Satan will laugh it off with an amused chuckle that you’re trying to intimidate him

Your luck runs out of you try and elaborate on that WHILE he’s laughing.

“IF YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE SMARTEST BROTHER, HOW DO YOU HAVE SUCH IDIOTIC IDEAS?!”

You’re dead. You’ve dug your own grave and you are DEAD. He’ll PROBABLY grab you by the throat if that REALLY pissed him off.

“What the F**K...did you just say to me you weak, breakable little twerp?” he asks in that calm, serial killer like tone that let’s you know you’re dead meat.

That’s when you run, you knock some books in his path and you run!

You don’t stop running until you find Lucifer to make Satan calm the hell down.

It’s probably best if you two don’t talk to one another for a few days.

Satan is secretly shocked and upset his image of you being the innocent one is shattered...for like, a SECOND. That is until he realizes...he LIKES to see you angry...and he WILL use this newfound enjoyment against you.

You go to apologize, but he yanks you in, pins you to the wall like he’s going to hurt you...but smirks and says in his most smarmy and CONDESCENDING tone.

“You’re even cuter when you’re mad~ I won’t hurt you over this...at least not in the way I had intended~” he teases before pecking your nose and walking away like the tease he is.

He could be such a bitch sometimes.

Asmodeus:

You were honestly pretty jealous of the people who Asmo had been flirting with. To the point it was really starting to irritate you. Especially if he spoke about how cute OTHER people were while you were there.

When he got to talking about something hot someone else has that you are self conscious over…you just lost it.

“MAYBE IF YOU STARTED THINKING WITH THE HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDERS, YOU’RE VAIN DUMBASS COULD FOCUS ON YOUR STUDIES!” you hissed.

Asmo blinked at you, shocked you would even WANT to shriek at someone as beautiful as him. After thinking it over for a second, not even looking offended, just surprised, he grew a small smirk.

You see, kids, if events have taught us anything, it’s that you can’t get angry at Asmo…cus his horny-ass just thinks you’re being forceful or aggressive and he enjoys it.

“My, my~ This is an INTERESTING change of pace, (Y/N). I sense that someone is jealous over my attention being away from them~! Of course, it’s not like I blame you~! I’m so beautiful, ANYONE would fight over me~” he bragged.

You were just so done with his nonsense, you were about to leave, but you felt him grab your wrist all of a sudden. He tugged you close and stroked your chin with a sly smirk.

“That being said, I think I LIKE seeing you raise your voice at me~ Do it some more, (Y/N)~ Pretty please~❤”

Yep, you were gone. You couldn’t with his flirty shit right now. You were still mad, you just had the deepest blush across your cheeks.

Asmo kept trying to make you jealous so you would bark at him. You opened a new kink for him to say the least.

You know what DID end up getting to him though? When you looked the person he was flirting with dead in the eye and said “You can have him..” like you were giving away something you didn’t even want.

THAT’S when he got offended. He was maaaaaaaad.

“(Y/N)! How could you SAY such a thing?! Do you not want me or something?!” he asked, pouting up a storm.

Well, you wanted to get a reaction out of him, you just didn’t expect it to go like THAT.

He tries to give you the cold shoulder, but he wants your attention too much to keep it up, so he eventually sits beside you with a pout on his lips and his arms folded.

“I’m willing to apologize for flirting with other demons...but only if you apologize for that comment earlier.” He said

You eventually do apologize, cus even if you love him, a whiny Asmo can get emotionally tiring. You promise him you mean every word of apology…and then he tackles you with hugs and kisses.

You may or may not regret apologize just for that alone, but at least he’s happy.

Beezlebub:

Beel ate something you were saving for later. Usually he wouldn’t because he would want to eat something like that WITH you since it was yours. Sometimes it wasn’t even that big of a deal to you because you could just get more. ((I know all the foodies in the audience are looking at me funny for writing that. Look guys, unless it’s something I haven’t had in a while, I don’t personally care if someone eats my food.))

But this time it was different. It was a special treat someone close to you had brought just for you before you got to the Devildom. Maybe even they last time you’d see them for a long time, not just the year you were in the Devildom. It’s not the last time you see them ever because it’s not gonna be THAT depressing guys.

You had written your name and everything on it, but Beel was in his hungry stages…like CLOSE to demon form stages.

You saw the carnage left over from this special treat. Beel was JUST apologize when you snapped.

“TURNING INTO A DEMON PUT YOUR BRAIN IN YOUR STOMACH, DIDN’T IT?!” you snapped. Beel was like…legit surprised to see this coming from YOU of all people. You were such a small, sweet little human the rest of the time and here you were, yelling at him.

Yelling at Beel definitely caused some instant regret, because the boy couldn’t help himself. Now YOU were about to apologize when Beel interrupted.

“I-I’m so sorry (Y/N). I didn’t realize how much it meant to you. I should have gotten one of my brothers to call you…o-or told you on my D.D.D so we could’ve…I’m sorry.” He said, frowning. “I promise, I’ll make up for this…I’ll go to the human world and get the person who made it if I have to.” He said, leaving you alone.

Well you sure felt like a jackass now. Yeah, out of all the brothers, Beel is probably the most understanding, so you legit feel like an ass after yelling at him. You texted and said your apology over and over to him, but he either wouldn’t reply because he was trying to re-create it or insisting it was hit fault.

Belphie is pretty pissed you yelled at Beel like that, but you did tell him you didn’t mean for it to slip out and explain the situation.

He doesn’t get the sentimental value like you or Beel do, but he soon gets you really ARE sorry and leaves you alone about it.

Beel eventually calls you over and he made a BUNCH of the food he ate on you. Some he got his brothers or Barbados to help him with, but a lot were made by him.

This freaking teddy bear of a demon worked his wings off to make it up to you. Of COURSE you two forgive each other.

The flavor probably isn’t EXACTLY like the one he ate on you, but you felt the love put into it none the less and you at least have a new fond memory of that food. You may need help eating it all though.

The whole house eats that dish for a while. You even get Solomon, the angels and even Diavolo to help clean out the supply.

Beel’s more than happy to help though. It’s also just as well you won’t see the person who gave you the original for a while. You get sick of it pretty quick…but seeing Beel smile over it does help bring enjoyment back to the flavor.

Belphegor:

It was either like Satan where he got you in trouble with Lucifer or he slept in and missed out on something important. Either way, you were fed up with Belphie showing up late to things or not showing up at all

As soon as he woke up, he just gave you an innocent looking, bus clearly condescending smile, much like when he used to lie to your face. You sure let him have it in the middle of his smart ass tone.

“WITH HOW IRRESPONSIBLE YOU ARE, I WISH I COULD SLEEP RIGHT THROUGH ALL YOUR BULLS**T!” you barked at him all of a sudden.

Now kinda like Satan, at first Belphie’s response to this is to get angry right away. His face gradually lowers and he kinda towers over you like he’s trying to intimidate you and, if you remember what he did in another timeline, it kinda works to a degree.

“The hell did you just say to me? I killed you once, I’ll do it again if I wanted to.” He was hoping to catch you off guard and laugh at you once you got scared of him, but you were still just so mad at him, you were ready to call his bluff.

“YEAH?! BIG MAN?! GO ON! DO IT! GIVE LUCI ANOTHER REASON TO LOCK YOU IN THE F**KIN ATTIC!” you yelled, pushing him.

Okay, THAT was a scorcher tho! That knocked the damn wind out of him. He knew for a FACT, you would never bring him being in the attic into this, so he KNEW he had legit pissed you right off. He just kinda took a step back in surprise.

“Okay, damn…I wasn’t being serious.” He said, picking up his pillow and walking away, shaking his head slightly. “You humans are so sensitive at times.

Out of all the brothers, as surprised as he is by your outburst, he probably cares the least. You know how he is with Lucifer, so he’ll likely use this as a means to push your buttons too.

You don’t want to talk to him, but he will STILL give you a smarmy “Are you done being a child yet?” JUST to get on your nerves.

Beel can see that it’s not just putting a damper on your mood, but Belphie’s too, because as much as he wants to uphold how much of a smartass he is, he’s finding it harder to take naps knowing he upset you.

The twins talk it out and Belphie admits defeat, waiting til you’re alone in your room to go see you. He says nothing, comes in and sits on your bed, gesturing you sit beside him and resting his head on your lap.

“I’m sorry I kept pushing you…I didn’t realize how much I actually upset you and I’ll try not to sleep in as much if it’s for you..” he said softly.

You stroked his hair slowly and kissed his forehead. “I’m sorry I yelled at you..the attic thing was too far.” You said.

Belphie smiled and wrapped his arms around you, keeping you in place. “You can make it up to me by letting me sleep on you.

He did actually make better effort into showing up and it only cost more naps while holding you, so best make sure you don’t have anywhere to be for the next few hours. Belphie will lock you in place.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

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slightlyrebelliouswriter23 · 5 years ago

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Okay so speaking of rants, I don't know if this counts but like....FRECKING WRITER'S BLOCK omg. I'm working on a book but now I'm just stuck. I've been having writer's block for a good three days now, even in my classes :( I don't even know where to pick up from anymore, so I'm trying to read books to get back into the flow. :/ I apologize for complaining

omg no i love rants!! rants will always be my friend; they're often cathartic, and when said in the right company, they don't harm anyone/anything. so like, you wanna rant about something? i'm your gal.

BLECH WRITER'S BLOCK. is it just me, or did y'all get a sand-papery feeling in your throat when you read those words? it triggers something deep inside me that i probably need several therapy sessions to unpack

the thing that's so hilarious to me about writer's block is that it's caused by stress, which shuts down creativity processes in the brain. now, this stress could be due to external factors that have literally zero pertinence to your writing (understandable- see "maslow's hierarchy of needs") or it could be due to your writing itself (less understandable- in fact, completely idiotic). i.e. you're stressed ab making something perfect, which causes a block, which causes even more stress bc you realise you have a block and you don't want it, so the natural reaction of the brain is to... create even more blockage??

anyways, the human brain is an incredible miracle organ and also the dumbest thing in the world i can't believe we still hang out with her.

put your least favourite thing about writing in my ask box and i’ll rant with you about it!

(p.s. thought of some things that might help under the cut)

the best things i've found to do for writer's block are the following:

read (as you've said)- reading is inspiration. but the kind of content you consume begets the kind of content you're able to create, so make sure to switch it up plenty so your toolbox is abundant.

write different things- i have 7 wips going atm and that's just for prose. i also have a poetry journal and keep a panoply of magnet poems on my door. bouncing around from project to project, even if it's something as temporary/trivial as magnet poetry, helps my writing keep from becoming stale. when you're stuck on one wip, you can bounce to the next. you'll be surprised at how much your subconscious mind will have solved when you come back to it after a few days of writing on another wip.

find the magic in small things- i think all writers are observers of the world's small magic. make sure to notice your surroundings (colours, lights, sounds, smells, tastes, textures, etc.) keep a list of analogies in your head or on paper if you'd like. small things are also the biggest evoker of feelings. they say the story of war is not told through large displays of battles and losses of life, but through the pair of little red shoes buried under debris in the city streets. same rule applies to most everything you write. the more small things you notice, the more comparisons you'll be able to draw, the more feelings you'll be able to evoke.

exercise- i hate that i'm writing this tip bc i am sloth but it truly does help. you need to move around every 1.5 hrs. it'll help you step back from your work if you've been mulling over it for a while, and it'll get the blood flowing to your brain (which does, in fact, help creativity) even if it's just lifting a can of beans. do something.

eat your vegetables, drink WATER (coffee doesn't count), and get at least 7hrs sleep- i'm your writing mother now.

#speaking of rants this was an essay #i would've majored in psych if i wasnt so shit at maths #like i get nervous around numbers #they don't make sense #my shitty writing advice!#thanks for the ask babes!! 🖤💫#cardan-greenbriar-tcp #least favourite writing thing ask #asked and answered #writer's desk #am writing #or at least trying

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dontcallmecarrie · 5 years ago

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Whatever happens with school or your writing, please don’t prioritize it over your health. I had a bad habit(I’m still working on it) where I’d draw all day. I love drawing, so it was fun! But it was all I did. I didn’t eat or bathe or deal with any of my responsibilities/homework and I let my apartment fall apart. Sometimes I didn’t even sleep. Even though I improved my art a lot, I also did a lot of damage to myself. So I just wanted you to know that you’re just as important as your stories.

Friend, I appreciate your concern and can 100% relate to where you’re coming from, and am proud to say that at this point in time I’m fine and congratulate you on your success.

This is my fandom-focused sideblog and I try to keep personal stuff out of it, but to sum up: it’s been hectic, but so far I’ve managed to weather the storm okay. [Apologies because this gets pretty TMI, warning for mentions of mental health issues and my life being a never-ending tire fire.]

The reason for my erratic updates? I don’t generally drink or smoke; I have a family history of addiction, and I really don’t want to risk it. Which, combined with the stuff going on in my life, means I’ve got a lot of stress and not very many ways to vent that I’m comfortable with turning to.

So I write.

I wrote after exams specifically because I sometimes struggled with anxiety and found that fanfic was a lot more fun than wondering if I failed or not [wasn’t kidding when I said ‘post-test jitters’, here.] I wrote when I found the time, after turning in my essays, and after nerve-wracking phone calls with people I have the dubious honor of sharing DNA with. I wrote when I was failing some of my classes and my GPA took a hit because of it, and when I realized my intended major wasn’t going to work out and was making me miserable on top of it.

I know some of the writing could’ve been better, but I just do this for fun anyway, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

…anyway. It’s been a few years since I started [2. iirc, it’s been over 2 now], and it’s been a bumpy road since, but I did it. [Somehow, I’m not even sure how I managed to pull some of it off in retrospect.]

Also: I try to avoid getting too TMI on this blog, but as far as my attitude towards producing content goes? I try and put myself first, specifically because I have relatives who are the embodiment of ‘you gave me an inch so that’s obviously an invitation to take three miles every time I see you’ and it took me a while to learn how to put myself first and get them to back tf off. [it was an…embarrassingly long while, tbh. tfw you’re apparently seen as one of the family’s fixers because you’re the first idiot in your generation to show a speck of responsibility when you had a hard time saying no sometimes]

This shows up in my writing by how I…don’t write, sometimes.

I didn’t write when things picked up the pace and I switched majors, or when I discovered I liked kayaking on the lake near my now-alma mater. Didn’t write when I took classes far outside my original comfort zone.

I didn’t write when I graduated […also partly because things also hit the fan at the time, but shh].

…um. Apologies for the TMI, but long story short: I greatly appreciate your concern, but I’m doing pretty good atm.

I’m a bit nervous about the future which is why I’m trying to finish what I have [in case I might need to go on hiatus or something— don’t want to leave anyone hanging], but that’s another thing entirely.

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secretagentspydetectiveninja · 5 years ago

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hey so remember like last year when i was re-reading misadventures and fixing typos? (well, i say that, but it was just an excuse to re-read it and write some absolutely absurd commentary on it...) i found old notes in my phone from january with even more so guess i may as well post it because people seemed to find it funny at the time, it’s basically just The Misadventures of Aish Realizing Things though

[yeah so here’s the original notes i’m not even gonna change anything even though lots of Lore has happened in the show and we Know things now, you just get to see what january aish typed]

ok well let’s go then chapters 31-35 oh god

oh yeah the ML Blackout! I remember that

hm it’s occurring to me maaaaaybe I should post a bit of a warning on this chapter. like “yes this starts off stupid and cracky and fluffy but takes a complete 180 in the middle and you will end up sobbing.”

or maybe I should put that as a disclaimer on the whole fic cause it’s one hell of a ride

THE AROACE SCIENCE JOURNAL YESSSSSSS THAT COMES BACK LATER

yeah the reason why the early parts of this chapter are very lighthearted is honestly because the fic was getting a bit too bleak, I needed something cheerful, so paper planes and arm wrestles it was

wait... isn’t this just that scene from Anansi??? where like Nora challenges Nino to an arm wrestle but then he wins because Someone Else Nearby Did A Thing

also this is Peak characterization, damn Aish, you rly outdone yourself, congration

any time I drop the word “inkling” into a fic it is always 100% a splatoon reference

MAX WOW TONE DOWN THE GAY

heh... BI-ceps...

oh my godddd Max trying to play off his ogling as “ah yes I am scientifically studying Kim’s arm muscles ofc, it’s science I swear” is SO frickin funny I’m already losing it

Alix: “scientifically speaking I’m hot therefore you have to lose this arm wrestle” hshdhdghshskkjkdhshs

^literally the kind of nonsense every single teen I know spouts irl

including me when I was a teen, I just said things

(I still just say things)

you can’t bring up the sports bra thing goddammit, I agree it’s cheating because it has the power to one-hit kill anyone in the vicinity

I love how Max thinks his crush on Kim is “under control” while like. visibly swooning over him

OH MY GOD THE PILLOWS SHHDJDHDHDHSKHS

OKAY SO LIKE I was supposed to put the thing about Kim snogging a pillow in chapter 20 but I forgot or something and then I just had to get it in somehow, oh it kills me dead just thinking about it, I’m dying, I’m dead

and the fact that he admits to it as well, holy moly

KIM

K I M

THAT’S GAY

OH WOW

this is the moment when Alix’s Kimax shipper heart was suddenly feeling validated like “omg wait Kim DOES like Max??? like for real??????”

awwwww Kim, Max doesn’t have those kind of superpowers, you just have a crush on him that’s all <3

THE SKATEBOARDING SNEK!!!!!!!!!!!!

“What the heck is that?” “My snake.” DYINGGGG

Kim trying to figure out if the snake is sitting or standing is a whole mood

ohhhhhhhh my gosh poor Alix trying so damn hard to subtly ask Kim if he likes Max and Kim’s just. so DUMB he doesn’t even get it no matter how obvious she is

she’s even trying to pull out those stupid amatonormative “so is he MORE than a friend???” questions just to get this idiot to figure it out because she knows allo-romos are Like That and he still doesn’t get it,,

[future aish says: the word is alloro, past aish. it’s alloro]

AND SO NOW SHE ASSUMES THEY’RE NOT INTO EACH OTHER BECAUSE SHE THINKS EVEN KIM CAN’T BE THAT STUPID

YOU UNDERESTIMATE HIS STUPIDITY

oh no... oh NO.... the letter.... here we go....

btw yes Gabriel had Kim’s grandad assassinated, it was indeed his doing

...isn’t this lowkey the plot of The Lion King?

or Long Live The Queen

hmmm let’s just say in the sequel poor Kim really will have to deal with the stresses of ruling a country >:D

NO MY POOR SON HAVING A BREAKDOWN, I WANT TO HUG HIM

(also can I just say like... this chapter is actually well-written for the most part? I’m actually kinda impressed)

unfortunately I know the feeling of wanting, needing to return home, but it fills you with dread... *hugs Kim forever*

Kim crying all over Max both hurts me and sort of heals me because Max is so sweet and comforting about it ohhh my heeeaaart

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

THIS IS LOWKEY A LOVE CONFESSION I SWEAR, IT’S SO CUTE

chapter 32 being called “Un chat noir” is kinda dumb af but also it just so happened that I accidentally had the chapter called “Coccinelle” be chapter 64, aka exactly double of 32, so that was kinda neat

Plagggggg!!!!!!!!!!

and Wayhem lol, I think I’ve already mentioned how originally this noble was just some random irrelevant unnamed OC until I decided way later it’s gay stalker fanboy

oh yeah that’s how the nobility recognize the royalty, I forgot lol

(also nobles from countries with widespread newspress or tv will recognize them from news reports and stuff I guess)

the fact that Plagg just hates Wayhem is funny to me for some reason

MISADVENTURES

HOLY SHIT I ACTUALLY THREW IN THE ACTUAL WORD

except it was in reference to Adrien... let’s just say that The Misadventures of Imperial Prince Adrien may or may not make an appearance in the sequel >:D

...the Adrienette is literally just in this fic so that people would read it, ngl

hhhhhhhhhhhh okay it’s true Alix is an aro idiot who doesn’t know anything about romance but for once she’s RIGHT, Kim IS in love with Max, but she assumes she’s wrong hshgshdjhdnsnsh

oh my god noooo timeline twin go away and stop giving me nightmares

I still love how they hate each other, that’s some top-notch self-hatred right there and I need to get on their level

[future aish note: no past self!! be nice to yourself!! you are a cool bean!! own it!!]

YOU FOOL... EVERY CLASSMATE WOULD TAKE A SWORD TO THE HAND FOR ALIX, WHY WOULDN’T THEY

ỳïķèš,,,

honestly I probably should stop being lazy and actually go back to like idk chapter 8 and put in an actual monopoly game (it had to have been before the oracle sessions in ch10 at least)

fun fact!! I have indeed very nearly had a fist fight over the last dark blue card in a monopoly game!! also I blatantly cheated, and the main opponent locked someone else (an 8 year old btw) in a cupboard... it was Wild(TM)

me and my irl friend actually came up with the butterfly thing when we were at the cinema once, she made up this random angry gardener OC who stepped on a butterfly after being fired or something lol

I mentioned Rose liking unicorns!!!! before Captain Hardrock!!!!!!!

shdhdhkshs Alix is such a moody emo brat in this fic I adore it

“The only real difference between you and me is one dead butterfly.” goddammit that’s the creepiest fucking thing, I’m genuinely shaking

technically it’s a butterfly’s fault for ALL the timelines which means that we’re all one butterfly away from death at any moment

cheerful stuff

no, no, you’re not trying to block it out on purpose... I’M trying to block it out on purpose bc I’m highkey shamelessly projecting

god I wish my timeline twin would manifest in the astral plane and punch me in the arm too

“Count yourself lucky you’re not a pillow, idiot.” in-context this is contender for Most Cursed Line I Have Ever Written In My Life

and yes Alix was about to straight-up swear

Mylène rollerskating is extremely blessed and good

pfffffffff Max you coward, I stand on swivel chairs all the time

*me, chanting at the spider in my room* KIMAX! KIMAX! KIMAX!

Kim literally making every excuse to not put Max down is amazing honestly

Kim and Max’s origins story is sooooooooooo cute wtf

THIS IS SO BLESSED OH MY HEART

HE’S JUST STANDING THERE CUDDLING HIM I’M

DECEASED

I,,,, swear to god,,,,,,,

so like. I know it’s now canon in the show that Kim really is as oblivious to his feelings as I wrote him in this. but MY GOD. IT’S FRIGGIN PAINFUL

KIM YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH MAX, FULL HOMO, THAT’S WHY YOU’RE FEELING LIKE THIS, IT’S NOT THAT COMPLICATED DAMMIT

oh yeah I wrote the kimax bits rly early and my old url was @queenkubdel haha

aight now a no-kimax chapter, but at least it’s a goodun

there’s that catradora-esque weather girls frenemyship again

Kim having a full-on breakdown when he finds out Alix’s hair isn’t really pink is actually really blessed, no lemme explain

so this universe has magic, right?? so he thinks to himself that the reason his friend has pink hair is because she must be some sort of anime protagonist or Really Important and Cool or something, and it never even occurred to him to doubt her

in other words he’s betrayed because he WANTED HIS FRIEND TO BE A COOL SHONEN HERO

which is both hilarious AND very sweet

...oh wait I’ve scrolled down and it turns out I literally explained all that in the fic itself hhdgjdvzjdjhs

and yeah honestly I can’t blame poor Kim for taking it so badly, he’s still reeling from his grandfather’s assassination so it’s natural his emotions are not exactly Regulated atm

actually when are his emotions ever regulated

1703-1899 hm... might change that since the fic takes place in 1957-1960 so even though it’s a commissioned history of the empire it was before Gabriel was even born so like why would he even care lmao

“Great Western Ocean” so pretentious, just say the Atlantic omg

I’ve been playing way too much civ because the first thing that came to mind was that everyone’s denounced Agreste due to the high warmongering penalties of the industrial/modern eras

Chloé and Kim is one hell of a brotp okay I still firmly believe that

also Chloé still loves her rococo fashion, she’s just toned it down enough that she can fit through doors and it’s not quite as “in your face” towards commoners

listen I know in the show Kim still liked Chloé for a while after Dark Cupid but in this he got over her quicker because his crush on her wasn’t as deep in the first place

Kim literally tells Chloé he gave the brooch to Max and yet STILL doesn’t realize he likes him!!! KIM!!!!!!!!!!

Chlodemption arc yesssssssss

also she’s a lesbeean

(ye Pollen will be in the sequel don’t you worry)

god I’m so proud of her <3

it feels believable too, so I’m proud of myself!! (I’m trying to be nice to myself before next chapter where I will no doubt roast myself so badly I’ll never recover)

outdated laws about marriage... jeez was that cursed foreshadowing or what

YES IT’S IVAN, I LOVE THIS BOY, HE’S SO GRUMPY AND ANGRY ALL THE TIME AND HE HATES KIM

...actually wait this is sibling culture

I literally speak like this to my brother and he’s my best friend so in conclusion Ivan thinks of Kim as an annoying brother

Jalil why are you a historian. just go be a psychologist and stop your sister accidentally hecking up the country

omg the Antarctica thing, I’m just imagining Jalil in the freezing cold with a massive coat on and getting chased by penguins

I love how the timeline twin’s plan was “escape school, force Adrien to get a venomous pet, then abandon him immediately in the middle of nowhere” and later on it turns out she skipped step two and just ditched him lmaoooooo

being so ace that your brain goes straight to “death and murder” before anything else is the biggest mood, I speak from experience

Jalil knows... he had that conversation with Kim in chapter 20... he Knows

“a bit unsupportive” um that is an extreme understatement good grief he was more savage than ME

RISE OF THE KIMAX SHIPPERS

oh don’t worry the venom death still haunts me too

chapter I Hate You... “A rather rotten winter party” well it should have been named A RATHER ROTTEN CHAPTER DO YOU KNOW HOW IMPOSSIBLE THIS ONE WAS TO WRITE OMG I HATE WRITING MYSELF INTO CORNERS

you see I had to have a motive for the timeline twin to explain things properly so that I could put in a really really dumb pun later but that meant I had to unfortunately suffer many allergic reactions again

[future aish note: forgot to mention, i also needed a motive for kim to stop eating chocolate forever, so i had to Curse this chapter as a sacrifice in order to save his life later on]

alright, alright, here we go, I’ll stop procrastinating and just get this over with

oh yeah it’s chapters like these that the fic’s rated T lol

the Adrikim friendship is indeed important... for later... like, plot-relevant levels of important... life-saving levels...

“some event” is the Peace Ball actually and I can’t wait because that chapter’s actually a good one

KIM BRAGGING ABOUT KISSING ADRIEN LAST YEAR IS SO FUCKING FUNNY OH MY GOD I’M LOSING MY MIND???

like last year he was LITERALLY LIKE “oh boo hoo I cannot tell anyone about this because Adrien is Ã Bøyê” and now he’s just like “yeah I kissed a hot boy and what about it???”

to be fair he is on an extreme sugar rush from all the chocolate he ate, which will... be a plot point in just a moment...

PILLOW GIRLFRIEND

I’m the amused nobles, they are me

oh my god Kim we get it you want to kiss someone (Max) and you don’t want to outright say it

holy shit do any of these kids ever think before they speak??? not to sound like the timeline twin or anything but alix... you could have avoided this if you’d bothered to use your one (1) brain cell

[future aish note: bold of me to assume that alix has a brain cell]

Kim wants to now fight his PARALLEL SELF oh my god, get on my level Kim, I want to fight my actual self like right now so there

stfu all of you, this is poisoning my liver

Max is the biggest mood and at least mildly sensible thank god, but he really shouldn’t have left those two alone for even a second

I AGREE PLATONIC LOVE IS UNDERRATED

the chair... the fucking c h a i r... I’m already lying down but I need to lie down harder just to process the absurdity of this

(I think I was gonna have Alix fall off the chair just because that’s hilarious but I forgot)

look I can’t take heartrate seriously but if you ever write it then you are legally required to put in kissing contests or you’re doing it wrong

fudgin Adrienette kiss offscreen and irrelevant

DJWIFI!!! AND ACTUAL PROPER DJWIFI!!!! I was sick of seeing it treated as some kind of pair-the-spares beta couple so I flipped the script and had them literally call out that trope while treating Adrienette as irrelevant instead, which is also why the sequel will be extremely djwifi-centric

“super swanky bae” please stop misusing commoner slang I’m begging you

THERE’S THE PLOT POINT I WAS TALKING ABOUT

Theo was right here, he witnessed with his own eyes how much chocolate Kim ate, so he knows for a fact that if you give Kim chocolate he will scarf it down without a second thought... so hypothetically if one sent him poisoned chocolates... dyou see where I’m going with this...

oh and Theo still has like every job btw

Alya!!!! no!!!!! hire him again!!!!!!!! then he won’t send the chocolates!!!!!!!!!! aaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

there goes me hinting how alyadrininette is the ultimate ot4 again

...do I really wanna scroll down and keep going? no I don’t but I guess I gotta, and relive every one of my most embarrassing school sleepovers in the process

full offence to everyone bothering to read this but kissing sounds gross, actually

(for the record it was probably like... 10 seconds or something idk it was Not Long At All)

“probably not more than 5 minutes” omg I just said it was 10 seconds??? hmmm m okay like 20 seconds maaaybe, Kim just has no sense of time perception

neither do I based on my microwaving skills

SHIT THIS IS LITERALLY A SCHOOL SLEEPOVER

INNOCENT DUMBASS AROACE ASKING “what does that mean? what’s this? what’s that? it’s okay you can tell me :-)”

omg I forgot the snake was there ahshdhdkshfs I’m the snake, probably wants to launch itself out of the window so big mood

most of the fic so far had Alix being really aro so I was like damn... gotta make her really ace too

(if I ever bother writing the Kimdine AU then you actually get an aro character who isn’t ace, because we need more of them, but I won’t say who) (okay fine it’s Luka)

I tend not to be too British in my writing so as not to give the Americans heart attacks whenever they see someone referring to their mother as “mum” etc, but like... sometimes you just gotta throw in the word “snogging”

(I’m typing this out on my phone rn and it has exactly 69% battery, I hate this and also hate that I felt the need to mention that)

THE HOCKEY THING MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE BEEN BASED OFF A REAL LIFE THING. *SWEATS NERVOUSLY*

honestly I was soooooo tempted to actually write The Talk bit, it would have been the funniest thing ever, but I was also 99% sure I would have to change the rating to M (despite it not even remotely being smut lol, just a regular biology lesson) and there was no way I was doing that, pretty sure I pushed the T rating at some points as it is

[future aish: god i am still so tempted to write it. man, i’m tempted. it would be the funniest thing. but no... i have sworn not to write anything above a T rating so guess i won’t.]

YEAH THE THROWING UP THING TOO WAS DEFINITELY NOT BASED ON REAL LIFE OR ANYTHING *MORE NERVOUS SWEATING*

(it genuinely wasn’t a flowerpot though. it’s my life’s goal to throw up in a flowerpot and I still haven’t achieved it.)

all of this is an Ace Mood(TM)

also I love how elaborately I’ve worded this, like yeah idiot royal teenagers are too royal and posh to ever bother just saying the word “sex” like a normal person

to any 17 year old aces: you aren’t too young to know, I told myself that aggressively when I was 17 but now I’m 22 and I’m still just as ace as I always was sooooo yeah

I also hope I can wake up tomorrow and forget I read this trash

well tbh... it’s not total trash... it highkey reminds me of my school days, like, maybe that was subconscious or something... god who even knows

jeez if timeline twin slapped me in the face I’d just keel over and die from sheer terror, other than that that’s HILARIOUS

timeline twin: “YOU HAVE ONE (1) BRAIN CELL NOW P L E A S E CONSIDER USING IT”

fuckeninf hell listen,,, so when I was writing this chapter I didn’t know I was aro... I mean, I was kinda questioning it?? but all I knew was I was ace, and that me not knowing that as a teenager almost totally screwed me over because like

to be normal or to feel normal there’s things you do or say that you don’t want, and things you know would happen or whether you want something or not you’ll take it because you think you’re expected to, because otherwise you’ll have to confront yourself with the fact that something is wrong with you and you don’t know what or why or how to fix it

and being aro on top of that is misunderstanding how to navigate close friendships because of this fundamental fear that if you want to be close with someone then friendship can’t suffice, that how much you care about them doesn’t matter

and things I did or almost did, or had the chance to do and only stopped because (awfully enough) crippling anxiety which ironically saved me (let’s just say the dude turned out to be a creep)... yeah basically this is all a callback to that aroace teenager feel where you can’t help not being true to yourself because you don’t want to, because you don’t know what’s wrong or right, only what’s “normal” and the ache of knowing that you’re not, no matter how much you try

and I didn’t know I was aro while writing this but in hindsight it’s easy to see how that played into it too, and writing this definitely played a part in me realizing I’m aro and was somehow trying to work through some very pent-up feelings about friendship and closeness with people, as well as pent-up feelings about being ace and how that tied into everything too

...in short, do not phuck the pharaoh or you will get HOUSE ARRESTED and DIE

(jk jk she’ll just be awkward around you forever lol, and then SHE’LL get house arrested and die, because you’re not commoners so your actions actually have consequences you dumb idiots)

this entire thing is just a whole mood and lowkey my teenage years holy fuck holy fuck I hate that I’m only just realizing how bloody hard I was projecting

I literally read a post the other day about how unrequited love is only ever usually explored from the perspective of the person who’s in love, whereas aros are usually on the receiving end of it and it’s a tragedy in its own right that you might do things that wind up driving you apart because you can’t bring yourself to love them back but you can’t tell them because of the fear that it’ll push them away... and I gotta say, I totally nailed it 💪

...you know what I’ve changed my mind, chapter 34 is good actually, and now I need to make a time machine and go and hug my 17 year old self for living this, and then hug my 20 year old self for writing this, I’m sorry I was mean to this chapter it’s very relatable and I shouldn’t keep beating myself up over it

thinking makes me miserable too!! that’s why it’s optimistic nihilism only lads

impulse control, hmmm... someone who’s good for him, hmmmmmm... it’s almost like someone like that is right there and exists and is already in love with him 😏

so apparently timeline twin’s idea of “fixing her life” is burning all her bridges and then hecking off to the Kazakh wilderness for over a year

did Alix just... ask the snake if it’s aroace too???

I mean it definitely is, but...

UGH SNAKES DON’T BLINK, I’M STILL SO ANGRY ABOUT THIS

chapter 35, thank god, the title “Finally!” is very apt

(because I can finally change the music from Death Valley to something else lol)

oh poor Max, his heart goes on a real rollercoaster these few chapters doesn’t it? it’s okay buddy, in like 10 chapters you’ll get your man...

NO BUT SHE H A S FIGURED IT OUT!!! SORT OF!!!

I just misread “despite” as “despacito”, I’m going to bed and continuing this tomorrow dammit

alright I am now funky refreshed and ready to roll, let’s get this kimax party started

Max is angsting internally like “no one’s realized I like Kim :( well except Juleka but she’s a lesbian so she doesn’t count” ashgdjsghskk that mlm/wlw solidarity is holding out I see

YES ALIX YOU DO NEED TO TALK TO NATH MORE, THAT’S YOUR FREAKING BEST BUD IN THE SHOW MAY I REMIND YOU

this is all so Irony it’s murdering me dead

okay yeah I’m gonna be really honest and salty here for a second, this bit where Max is annoyed that Alix takes Nath more seriously as a contender than him was me being a bit salty over the fact that like... kimnath/tomato ketchup is a great rarepair but got so weirdly popular amongst people who didn’t seem to care about Max as a character at all despite how close he is with Kim in canon, and as a Max Stan it made me sad because he’s already not very appreciated in fandom

[future aish note: HE IS NOW BABEY!]

THERE IT IS

I WANT TO HUG MAX TOO, BLESS HIM

I also want to hug Alix because godddds I’ve been in that situation where if you were allowed to just TELL the idiots that they like each other then all their problems would be solved but noooo, you’re sworn to secrecy... *sigh*

“I’ll make sure that doesn’t change, ever...” me: *thinks about the sequel and cackles evilly while cracking my knuckles* well,,

A R O M A N T I C

listen it was VERY IMPORTANT to me that I actually put in all these actual words in the fic and made them relevant, like gay, lesbian, bisexual, etc (I think the only one I didn’t was trans, oops?? gotta remember that for the sequel, at least Nino IS trans in this even though I never said the word)

[future aish note: i feel like i didn’t say pan either, or nonbinary... more stuff for the sequel folks! i can’t put in everything but i may as well try!]

bc you see all these tv shows where a character is bi but they say they “don’t like labels” or a character with no love interest get suddenly paired up with someone random at the end... like NO I wanted to do the OPPOSITE of that bc people’s identities are IMPORTANT so I wanted to MAKE IT RELEVANT 💪

and even though I didn’t yet know here that I was aro and highkey projecting, there’s already a fair few fics dealing with asexuality but not aromanticism?? so I rly wanted to make the aro side of things important

almost relieved??? Max, you buffoon, she IS relieved, extremely

Malix friendship is good and severely underrated and I still haven’t forgiven myself for not putting more of it in this

“He was never eating chocolate again” HO-HO-HOLY SHIT THAT’S SOME FORESHADOWING RIGHT THERE

Rose is a distinguished bi who doesn’t realize Kim is a disaster bi

Kim oh my god you can’t just out Adrien “just about functional bi” Agreste like that

I love that Rose calls Kim a casanova even though he’s very much not... how many people are even into him over the course of the fic? Max, Adrien, it’s implied Marinette used to be, Lila is ambiguous, same with the lacrosse guy later, oh yeah Ondine highkey lmao along with 90% of the teenage population of Saharan Africa, Kim himself in about 2 chapters time...

Rose giving Kim the gay talk is so blessed omg I need more interaction between these two

“If you swung one way you were gay, if you swung the other way you were straight, more than one way made you bisexual, if you didn’t swing any way at all then you were probably just Alix...” I will literally NEVER be able to outdo this line, this is Peak

hmm I don’t think at any point in the fic Max says to Kim that he’s exclusively into boys... I guess he said it offscreen then lol, point is He’s Gay

OMG KIM, YOU FINALLY REALIZED WHAT THE NOSEBLEED SCENE MEANT, GOD BLESS YOU

this is like in Syren when he realizes the mermaid is Ondine and that she was trying to tell him she likes him... except this is the gay version of that

yeah Rose I really do need to get more sleep, that one was directed at me and I know it was

Kim being all like “fellas is it gay if you take off your shirt and a guy swoons at you 🤔🤔🤔”

no, no... Max is definitely a complete trainwreck at romance, just slightly less than you

god freaking dammit not the sports bra again,,, I s2g later in the fic all Ondine would have had to do is to show up in a sports bra and Kim would immediately go full ot3 mode no questions asked,,,,,,,, (I mean he does see her in a swimsuit but that’s not the same??? sports bras are in a different league okay shush)

psssssst!!! you should read heartbroken!!!! it’s a kimax fic and it’s so good!!!!! this was a lowkey shoutout!!!!!!!!

genuinely tho, even if Kim hadn’t liked Max too here, he’s being so sweet about it?? he’s worried about his poor friend’s emotional state and wishes he could have done better to help!! gahhhh their friendship/relationship is just So Blessèd

hsndhkdhdkshdh I only noticed it after finishing the fic and occasionally skimming back through, but so much of the time whenever Alix shows up Kim’s all like *ungrateful* “oh not you again” like WOW that’s one way to greet your friend?? mood tho

[future aish note: i did the exact opposite in No Romo, funnily enough! kim’s not in it much but whenever he sees alix he’s like “friend!!! friend!!!!!” and she’s just like -_- “oh it’s that guy again”]

he’s not even paying attention to her omg she’s trying to save the timeline here you idiot

POOR ALIX how frustrating,,, and also I’ve literally been there,,, the woes of being a wing-girl indeed

and now Kim wants to fight himself, why am I not surprised

aND YES HERE’S WHERE IT HITS HIM, THE EXACT FUCKING MOMENT

WHERE HE’S SUDDENLY LIKE “OH WAIT MAX’S LOVE FOR ME ISN’T UNREQUITED??? I LIKE HIM TOO HOLY SHIT????”

aaaaaaand he immediately asks the aro for love advice, why is he like this omg

gosh this is sooooo sweeeeeet

I did not let up, did I? just went ahead and made this as cheesy and cutesy and over the top as I could because It’s What Kimax Deserves

(there wasn’t rly much Kimax content yet in the fandom at this point so I had total free reign and went all-out with it)

sfjsgskdhs and there goes Alix getting her wing-efforts sidelined again

“I’m never asking out someone on a whim again. Or, uh, confessing that I like someone on a whim either.” so uh... you know how I said I’m considering making the sequel Kimaxdine? well if I do then uh. hm. this might change. because reasons.

I don’t know why I made nothing Alix ever says make sense but I’m glad I did because she’s so freaking funny

I swear I talk about Max’s eyes being “magnified in his glasses” multiple times in this fic, either that or I’m having serious deja vu

Kim’s so cute dammit!!! now that he knows he likes Max he’s just swooning over every little thing and it’s!!!! adorable!!!!!

(I wonder if this is how it was with Kimdine in the show? it does seem like Kim already liked her but just hadn’t noticed...)

huehuehuehue Kim later on you do indeed recklessly propose to Max on the spot... in like 18 chapters or so

also the fact that Kim thinks things through better when he’s around Max is just the total sweetest and also what Alix was basically trying to aim for

I love Kim showing off that he can pack all his stuff in half an hour like buddy, the porters can literally help you with that, you’re royalty remember

omg I’d forgotten I left a note here later for binge-readers!! being all like “drink water and eat food and go to sleep uwu”

lmao guess I’ll take my own advice then and leave it there for now

[future aish note: same, goodnight]

#smalluns proceed with caution. it's T rated remember #it's not dodgy though. just evil and cursed #anyway i'm going to sleep now for like 12 hours #random stuff #misadventures #if you're on the mobile app and the keep reading glitches and you have to scroll then i'm sorry #this is under a cut on desktop i promise

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yoosungs-hairclips · 6 years ago

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Hi, are requests open? *eyes emoji *if so, could you write a headcannon of RFA + Saeran with a college student MC who is barely hanging in there? Some kind of fluff and comical thing please 😍thank you

yes, requests are open! uhh i’m not good with moods- i usually just go with the flow LOL i’m an amateur writer atm, but i tried my best!! unfortunately i do not do saeran, v, or vanderwood HCs or fics at the moment because i don’t know enough about them! please read my request rules next time :-D

umm by struggling college student i assumed you meant like.. academically struggling? especially since you said fluffy and comical. i really hope this is what you meant :,)

1,996 words, 10,555 characters

Yoosung

you both said goodnight to each other a few hours ago, but you needed to study for a little bit

he was super glad that you were focusing on your studies

but not super stoked that you were ignoring your sleep and health to

he gave you a small lecture and went off to bed

….

now it’s 2:24 in the morning

and this man

needs water

right now

or he might just die

he stumbles out of bed, trying to kiss your forehead and see if you’re awake

but ends up faceplanting on the sheets

???????

Panic

IMMEDIATELY dashing through the door, frantically looking around for you

and when he does his heart melts through his ribs

you’re asleep on the dining table

your laptop is in front of you and there’s all sorts of papers underneath you

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………..no…………..

he feels simultaneously mad at himself for not checking on you and disappointed in you for not listening to him

but the latter goes away as soon as he hears you snoring

you must’ve been exhausted

he slowly creeps over to you as to not wake you up (like that would even matter lol you’re out like a LIGHT)

then when he gets over to you he realizes he has NO clue on what to do

he tries to pick you up and carry you to the bed but… he’s… not strong enough

ego? Destroyed

nonetheless, he comes to terms with the fact there’s no way to get you to bed while you’re sleeping

unless he drags you?

no. no he. no he can’t do that

he crouches over

takes a deep breath while brushing your hair out of your face

before lightly tapping your back and whispering to you

…

oh wait he’s an idiot it’s gonna take a lot more than that

he decides on lightly shaking on your back when that doesn’t work for obvious reasons

immediately after you start to stir, a wave of guilt washes over him

even so, he keeps swaying you until your eyes open

he explains that he got up to get water and that he saw you on the t

OH FUCK (x2)

for him, he’s immediately dehydrated

for you, you’re horribly embarrassed your boyfriend of 5 months saw you like this

you desperately try to explain what happened, that you just got carried away studying

i mean

as desperate as you could sound when you’ve been asleep for about 3 hours and it’s 2:30 am

he only brushes it off though, asking you to Please actually go to bed

then he. rushes off to the fridge to get some Fluids

as soon as your head hits the pillow you’re out. you might be dead. you can’t tell and you don’t care

and when you wake up, he actually spent all morning getting more studying help for you

websites to help you focus, flashcards for studying (only if they help you!), the whole nine yards

and when he comes back from work, he studies with you and pampers you with your favorite homemade meals and snacks + store-bought gifts

does it help you focus? absolutely not

is it more enjoyable? H e l l y e s

he’s been through college hell, so he understands completely when you’re struggling

Zen

when he got home, he could see you hyperfocusing on your laptop and scribbling down something

he notices this mostly because you didn’t even flinch when he slammed the door closed after coming in

hm…

he doesn’t want to bother since you’re obviously preoccupied, but he’s extremely worried when he sees you’re pale with malnourishment

i mean… he can’t just. ignore that

he tries to calmly get your attention by walking over to you and calling your name

but you’ve been so focused on this project all you see is a big distraction

before you know it, you’re yelling at him to go away

*windows start up noise*

you both freeze for a good 5 seconds before zen apologizes and starts walking away

Oh Fuck

instantly you feel.. so awful

you start trying to explain whats going on and why you’re so stressed out and high strung

but he cuts you off, saying he knows exactly what it feels like to be overwhelmed and as a result, lash out to those who don’t deserve it

instead of dwelling on it, he instead asks you if there’s anything he can do to make your project easier

he’s. absolutely clueless academically because he basically stopped trying in late middle school but

he can make dinner and get your favorite study snacks

he does Not let you study past 11:00

you have to get your beauty sleep!

in a BED

no budging, no excuses, no exceptions

11:00 is the cutoff

he will carry you to bed if need be

he WILL drag you

he doesn’t care

you need your R E S T ! ! !

Jaehee

you’re both in the cafe when you suddenly remember you have an essay due in 2 days that you’ve barely started

jaehee’s on the other side of the bar, making someone a cappuccino as you try to think with all the chatter going on

FUCK fuck shit fuck shit fuck

maybe you could work on it tonight and take off tomorrow? no, tomorrow’s a busy day and you have errands to run tonight

oooghghgt

it’s not too busy right now

you could go take the rest of the day off and work on it then

“MC? MC?”

OH FUCK

suddenly jaehee’s right in front of you, snapping her fingers to make sure you don’t glide in a complete different universe away from her

aka, worst case scenario

“are you okay?”

you comfort her and tell her you’re fine, but there’s something you need to work on

when she asks what, your face blushes a bit as you explain you forgot the due date of a major project

but uh the real thing you forgot is

this woman? fucking genius

she immediately moves on to what the subject is

when you elaborate, she tells you that she actually studied that a little bit in college as well and she’s somewhat knowledgeable in it

?!?!?!???!!??!?!

woman of your dreams. holy hell

you thank her profusely for her help, but you really gotta g- why are you taking your apron off

she quickly excuses everyone in the cafe, and flips the OPEN sign on the window

when she’s done, she smiles at you and asks you to show her what you have so far

you two both spend the entire evening working on it

she’s constantly researching every single element, trying to make sure that you get a perfect grade

you end up getting a 97%, only getting points off because you disagreed with her on one of the facts

never doubt jaehee kang.

Jumin

as soon as you say goodbye to him as he goes to work, you run over to your laptop and try to make a dent in your homework

ahfhdghdgwffnhtrht htyere’s so much

you don’t understand anything

what the fukc what is happening

you sit there, suffering, typing, researching, for what feels like years before you realize that it’s about the time that your fiancé gets home

fjknarjkdbnjkaf oh fuck

when this dawns on you, you also notice that there is piles and piles of paper and plates around you

Uh Oh

you’re scrambling to clean everything up when you hear the door clicking

UH OHx40

“MC?”

“h-hiiii”

“what are you doing bent over the couch. why is there paper everywhere.”

“i, was,

college”

he takes a long look at your flustered face and asks if you’re struggling with your studies

although you’re a bit ashamed, you look at your feet and realize you have to concur

“i’ll get you a tutor then. wait one moment.”

you ask him what he means by that

“was i not clear enough? you’re struggling with school. i will get you the best tutor in the country. that will help, won’t it?”

you immediately disagree, saying you don’t need a tutor and you can just ask for extra help from the professors

he doesn’t understand

you have to talk to him about it for around 5 minutes until he lets up

he’s still confused though

nonetheless, he’s super smart

he’ll usually be able to help you with your work whenever he’s not busy

707

he’s taking a break from work for a while in his room

his hands hurt and he cant stop thinking about you anyways

you’re busy right now though :(

next best thing?

looking for shitty ironic cosplay outfits to wear with you

Hell Yes

he’s browsing amazon.com and

oh fuck yeah

https://www.amazon.com/VSVO-Womens-Cosplay-Halloween-Costume/dp/B013FG5QZE?th=1

hahahahahaha oh my god

IT COMES IN BLACK AND PINK????

he’s being so spoiled right now

he clicks the add to cart button, and right when he’s buying it he hears you grunt in frustration he has good hearing, he kinda needs to for his spy missions

??????? wha

he gets up to go check on you and he sees you typing at like 400 WPM on your laptop

you’re so focused you don’t even see him lurking behind the door

your first mistake is not being extremely attentive when you’re within 20 feet of him

he drops down to his hands and knees and starts crawling over to you, ready to try to scare you with a not threatening what-so-ever “MEEEOOOOOW”

but his hopes and dreams are interrupted when you take one look at him and stiffly ask “what.”

oogh….ow…..

his face almost turns as red as his hair

he shoots up and, not so smoothly, attempts to change the subject from the failed “prank” with “haha you just got punk’d anyways what’re you doing lol”

you smile at his horrible attempt at recovery and tell him that you’re trying to work on a project for one of your college classes and you really need to focus and you love his jokes but now is not the ti-

“okok babe that’s cool and all but like… check this out lmao”

he pulls out his phone and shows you a patrick star (+ other miscellaneous spongebob characters) costume he found earlier

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/93801604718806168

you genuinely can’t help but snicker no matter how angry you are at him rn

and then he starts laughing because you’re laughing

and now you two are both giggly messes

what a bunch of losers

when your laughter dies down, he asks what your project is on

you show him your progress, and right away he’s complimenting you

……..and then he starts correcting you

you’re a bit scared

everything he says makes sense

you feel a little red in the face while realizing that

you forgot the fact that this man is a literal genius

from then on, he constantly asks what you’re working on

and if you show it to him he always, always finds a mistake somewhere

once he actually found nothing wrong with it and you might have cried

though! among all the criticism he’ll never make fun of you outright

maybe a few jokes here and there

“you used the wrong you’re here. did you graduate 3rd grade or did you just skip to 11th” “seven shut up i mean it this time”

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La La(chimolala) Land Chapter Fourteen: The Confession from Your Lips, Part 2

jimin x reader genre: fluff that gets a lil serious word count: 1.5k warnings: none

[Inspired by La La Land]

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You’ve read your fair share of novels. You’ve thumbed through a sufficient amount of the classics. You’ve wrestled with Shakespeare and done battle with Tolstoy; you’ve basked in Austen and delighted in Bronte. You should, in every sense of the word, know how to describe the feeling of love. Is it a blossoming flower, or an incessant rainstorm? A lighthouse standing above a turbulent sea, or the thrashing waves below?

Now, standing here, in your apartment, no description seems adequate: no portrayal passable, no sentence satisfactory, no sonnet sufficient. It doesn’t necessarily come as a surprise that it leaves you speechless, but it is astounding that your pen doesn’t seem to be able to move across the paper.

It’s just, you suppose, indescribable.

“I still expect you to say it, you know.” You glance up at him from where your notebook is positioned on his chest, pen at the ready in your hand.

He kisses your forehead.

“I meant in words.”

Now your nose.

“Jimin, I need to write this down.”

“For posterity?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“For research!” You refuse to indulge him in his innuendo. “I’m serious, Jimin.”

“Using my real name twice? I guess you are serious.” You feel his chest swell under your notebook. He looks at the ground and welcomes a mischievous smile onto his lips. “It’s too bad I’m not in love with you.”

“PARK JIMIN!”

He falls into you, laughing. “I’m sorry, Jagi, I’m sorry. I saw the opportunity and I had to take it, you know.”

“I know,” you smile, somewhat weakly. “I’m just . . . I’m already stressing over when you have to walk out that door and fly back to Korea—when we have to go back to the way things were. So I just . . . I need to hear it from your lips. Just this once.”

“There are so many things I could say about lips right now, but I will refrain.”

“Thank you.”

“And I can assure you, I won’t tell you only once. Just ask the boys. I’ve been saying it nonstop.”

“So they all knew before me?” Your eyebrows raise in surprise, though you’re not exactly shocked. They are all extremely close.

“I had to make sure . . .” his voice trails off as he gathers his thoughts. “Jagi, I’ve told you about how I tend to jump in to relationships too fast. I come off too strong. I get so obsessed that they burn out before they even begin. I’ve definitely thought I was in love before, but I know now that it was all just infatuation. I never really got over that ‘teenage dream’ vision of love—I was just too immature, I think. I wanted romance for all the wrong reasons . . . selfish, I-feel-insecure-and-need-attention reasons—”

“You still require a lot of attention,” you interrupt, “but proceed.”

He laughs. “I wouldn’t really be me if I didn’t. Anyway, it was hard for me to figure all of this out. I needed to talk through it with my hyungs, and I needed to meet you. From the moment I saw you—I know that’s a cliché, but it’s true—it was a much different feeling, a much different experience. My brain said: ‘OK, this is someone who’s very, very different from anyone from your past. She’s incredibly smart. Fearlessly driven. Kind of introverted, and sort of clumsy. She both balances and mirrors you.’ And I thought, ‘Good point, brain.’

“So I gathered up a little more courage every time I saw you, while keeping reality in the back of my mind. Sometimes I pushed back on my emotions too hard, a sort of overcorrection, I think—you saw that that day up in the hills at the music video shoot.

“But, with time, I grew to love you in a much different way than I’d ever ‘loved’ anyone before. In all honesty, the best thing I can equate it to is the way I love my hyungs. But it’s different, for obvious reasons, and, in many ways, it’s much stronger. My heart didn’t really speak to me like my brain did—it just beats faster when I see you, speeds up even more when you smile, and threatens to explode when we touch.

“That’s certainly cheesier than anything you’ve ever said to me,” he continues, “or anything I’ve ever said to you—but it’s true. You make my brain and my heart happy.” He pauses, partially for effect, you presume, but mostly to gather his breath. “Should I keep going?”

You look up from your notebook, where your pen has been traveling at a speed well above the posted limit. “Never stop,” you say.

“This is all pretty much what I told Yoongi. We were sharing a hotel room one night in Japan and he had a sudden compassionate streak and let me talk his ear off about you. So I told him the thing I just said about my brain and my heart, and he goes: ‘No, no. Don’t listen to those things. They’re idiots.’ And then he went off on how his brain isn’t actually an idiot, but his heart is, and then said something about how both my brain and heart are probably idiots, which I graciously ignored. But then he said something interesting: ‘Ignore your brain. Ignore your heart. What does your gut say?’”

You pause writing. “And . . . what did it say?”

“Well, first of all, it said: ‘I’m not a gut, I’m a rock hard set of abs.’”

“BOY I WILL FIGHT YO—”

“Sorry, sorry! So anyway, it—”

“Wait, hold on. Let me catch up a bit.”

“Are you going to write down the thing about the abs? ‘Cause that’s a very important detail, I think.”

“No.”

“Ugh, fine,” he acquiesces.

You take a few seconds to scribble down a bunch of what Jimin’s just said, and now you’ve filled an entire spread with notes. “Now,” you blink—slightly flirtatiously, but mostly in sheer anticipation. “What did your gut say?”

“It didn’t actually say anything.”

You groan. “Aw, Jimin, come on. All that build up for nothing? I just made a whole box labeled ‘gut,’ now what am I supposed to do with that?”

“Draw a crap ton of butterflies in it,” he bats his eyelashes a little, “’cause that’s what I felt.”

“We need to make a rule where we have to put a dollar in a jar every time we say something ridiculously cheesy to each other,” you suggest.

But your own gut is fairly filled with those flittering insects as well.

“That’s a fair idea,” he admits. “But you better swing by an ATM tomorrow, because I am about to make you say all sorts of things . . .”

“Finish your confession, you dork.”

He grabs your wrist, forcing you to stop writing and drawing your gaze into his dark eyes. They’re tired, but happy, but serious. You know you’d never be able to begin to fathom all of the emotion—and devotion—that lies within them. But still. You want to dive in. Swim around. Never leave.

He brushes a strand of your hair out of your face, eyes never leaving yours.

He leans in.

“I love you,” the words brush against your ear with lingering beauty—with meaning that has somehow always been there, wonder that pulses through the present, and intensity that will never fade. His lips are soft, like the petals of a flower—something you knew already but seem to have forgotten. His arms wrap around you, and your fingers find their home in the hair on the back of his neck. “I love you,” he goes on, “and even though we still have quite a bit to figure out about our lives, I know that, no matter where I am, I will love you.”

You hold his puffy cheek in your hand. “And I will love you right back.”

It’s a moment of contentment of the best variety, so captivating and dynamic that the rest of the world—the past, the future, and the present beyond the space that holds you both—melts into oblivion.

Then, Jimin’s stomach grumbles.

He orders you both some Pad Thai, and settles down on the couch next to you while you finish your episode of Crash Landing on You. An exhausted Jimin falls asleep on your shoulder just as Yoon Se-ri and Ri Jeong Hyeok watch the first snowfall.

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matazz · 3 years ago

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diary entries of roy endoza

here’s some journal entries of roy endoza that i wrote for the duration of the campaign. for the most part, i kinda wrote these in my twitter drafts just to write down roy’s thoughts. sometimes to remember events that happened, and sometimes just to vent out roy’s feelings to myself. i ended up saving these on a document for safe keeping and i’m glad i wrote these.

‪entry 47‬

‪i miss milo so much. his laugh, his eyes, his smile. i would do anything to have that back.‬ ‪i know its my fault he’s gone. its only been a few months, but i’ll fix that; all of it. no matter how long it takes, no matter what happens. i’ll find some way to do it.‬ ‪entry 53‬ ‪i’ve retrieved a letter from a dream telling me to visit latham and retrieve a key. i’m curious, so i’ll check it eventually. it was definitely odd.‬ ‪entry 55‬ ‪i met a young boy. his name is fox. he’s some sort of shapeshifter. he’s quiet, but his presence is nice company. he also received a similar letter to mine. i have a feeling we’ll be travelling for a while.‬ ‪entry 62‬ ‪we retrieved the key & met some other ppl with letters too. we’re heading to a trinket store back in origin now. i dont wish for them to know of my life so i’ve found a way to steer them as far from possible to finding out about myself. i’ll probably visit ma too.‬ ‪entry 63‬ ‪an elf woman named leera attacked us after i told her i wasnt going to give her this key. i dont like her. she seemed very cocky.‬ ‪entry 65‬ ‪delilah is kind.. i feel like i’m able to trust her. i asked her a question about my goals, vaguely, and it turns out that ayce asked a similar question. based on the message in his later i get the feeling he’s undead.‬ ‪entry 66‬ ‪i told ayce the biggest con in all of history.. but i confirmed he’s undead. i have more hope in my goals now that i know its possible. he hugged me bc he thinks we’re similar. i dont usually allow people to do that but i’m sad for him. i wish i could ask more about him. ‬‪entry 69‬ ‪i’m getting closer to ayce, unexpectedly, but good for me. i need his information.‬ ‪he talks to me a lot about his life; i think he’s become dependent on me which is easy for me. its hard for him to see i’m using him when i lie to his face.‬ ‪entry 72‬ ‪we’re travelling to copper coast now for another key. if it werent for ayce, i wouldnt see any other reason for me to come. fox is still around, but i feel like he's doing his own thing. the other two arent big presences for me to care about.‬ ‪entry 73‬ ‪atlas is a werewolf? i didnt think those were real. this group keeps getting stranger. first a shapeshifter, second an actual living zombie, third a werewolf.‬ ‪ive continued my lie to the rest of them. they all seem to have believed me, strangely enough‬ ‪entry 74‬ ‪copper coast was very pleasant. i wish to come back someday.‬ ‪entry 88‬ ‪this trip to clandesteine has been a disaster.. what the honest fuck‬ just happened ‪entry 90‬ ‪fox told everybody about himself, finally. i feel this huge sense of pride?? i’m very proud of him. i dont understand why i feel so attached to him but i adore him so much‬ ‪entry 92‬ ‪((incoherent scribbles, kinda like “vsdjfsasifwnqkosdkv”)) i think i accidentally implied to ayce that i love him romantically and i think he loves me too... i’m freaking out and i dont know how to react... i think he thinks i’m cool and romantic but i didnt mean to be. ‪entry 93‬ in all honesty, i just wanted to tell him he needs to be more cautious of me. a part of me wishes he could figure it out himself so i dont have to tell him. ‪seriously! i dont know how i did that! i do love and adore him too but i feel like shit.. i dont deserve him, especially considering who i am. on the other hand, i hope he never finds out the truth about me.‬ ‪entry 94‬ ‪oh my god. atlas killed a man and ayce and fox proceeded to tell the guards. i feel sick. i’m currently at home but if they say my name at witness testimony i’m royally fucked. i dont know. i might just run for it and live in myr’s peak. maybe no one will find me.‬ ‪entry 95‬ ‪the group managed to get bailed out using ty’s name. benefits of being friends with rich people?‬ ‪fox found my poster though, so he saved my name during eyewitness testimony. i told him the truth. its been the first time i told someone how i really felt. he wants me to tell ayce but hes the last person i can tell. ‪entry 97‬ ‪we’re in lunarden! it feels nostalgic to be back.

i want to go back to every place i miss. i took ayce to that me and nori used to go to back in high school. i think shes currently performing in solardome? i miss her‬ entry 97.2 ‪i came up with a few different ways to complete my goal. i have a few more probing questions, but i will have to ask later. i think i’m getting closer to the answers‬ entry ‪97.3‬ ((scribbled out)) ‪i havent had sex in a while. i’ve wondered this before but realized it was an inappropriate question to ask. i wonder if ayce’s dick works? it probably doesnt. this is so sad. i dont know how i’m going to fuck him if thats true.. yikes‬ ‪entry 98‬ ‪i’m planning to get completely smashed once we get to solardome. i feel like i deserve it.. ive been pretty stressed and havent got laid. i’m crying remembering that ayce might not even be an option.‬ ‪entry 98.2 ((lost)) ‪i love ayce so much, and its confusing. am i just sexually frustrated? am i just lonely? am i just sad? i feel guilty because it tears me apart. im confused because i love milo still, too. i know i should tell him the truth, its whats right but i know he’ll hate me. i dont know what to do. (extra note inbetween the pages, torn out: to mom. i love you venhfrhdy mcuh. thank you fir everhything. yes. roy.) entry 98.3 what happens if i succeed? i hope ayce doesnt kill me. entry 100 ‪good morning. ayce & i are officially dating. were in solardome atm; i dont remember much of last night but i remember thinking he‘s beautiful. is it wrong to fall for him?‬ ‪entry 101‬ ‪good evening. i saw ms winters. she was undead, just like ayce. she died a year ago. her soul was lost though. i killed what remained of her undead corpse. i assume she was trying to remain in this world.. i’m scared that this will happen to him too. maybe ill have to do the same to him. entry 101.2 i hope ayce's soul is able to sustain in his body for longer. i cant afford to lose him. entry 101.3 ‪the blackness on my fingers has risen up more than it has before. its almost hard to write with my hands anymore. i assume its bc the gods know what i'm doing & are against it, so they're trying to give me more recoil than usual. but the last time i killed an undead corpse was in my house 6 months ago, and i promise that the last time i will use it is when i bring milo back. (torn note inbetween the pages: hi ayce. its unrealistic you'll ever find this but there's some things i want to say. back when we first met, i lied to you as a reflex when you asked me why i'm dealing with necromancy. to be honest, i could kind of gather you were undead, but i still lied anyway. my story is personal, its hard for me to be honest. i know i'm an idiot, and i'm sorry i used you. to be truthful, i still am a horrible person and for the entirety of our relationship i've already known that i was using you and i've felt so guilty about that. my feelings are complicated, but i've never lied when i said i loved you, and i still do; but i still want to bring milo back. i made a mistake and i want to fix that. the truth is that i still love him too. i know you deserve better. i'm sorry about lying to you. roy) entry 102 a dragon made us experience our dreams and nightmares. jade's scared of blindness and bugs. a valid fear, in a way. and she was dreaming of doing shows. i think it was supposed to display a feeling of happiness and joy, but it was just spooky since we all experienced her dreams with no sound. i never realized how scary it was to be deaf until i experienced it. atlas' was morbid. people were dying and there was so much gore. then there were people saying they owned him. i knew he was a bad person but it was scary to see all of that again. he dreamt of a workshop with a girl and a young boy. it seemed sweet, with a tinge of nostalgia. i would have never expected him to have dreams. he just seems like a horrible person with no sympathy to me, but i guess he has feelings. i still think he should go to jail, but i feel like he'll just try to kill me if i say anything instead. fox's was sad. we got thrown into a void

of empty space where we were surrounded only by dopplegangers and a vaguely humanoid figure. he seemed so lonely and upset. he's scared of being forgotten by us and that made me so sad. i adore him, and he's grown a lot since we first met. i gave him a hug when we went into his dream sequence. i hope he knows i will never forget him. his dream was sweet. he just wants to save people and hang out with us still. i think he'll go far, and i would love to be there for him still when all of this is over.c (the rest of the pages with entry 102 are torn out) when i saw milo in the old house again just being his happy lovely self i felt miserable and happy at the same time. i love him so much, and i knew i missed him already but seeing him again just made me feel so much love for him all over again. it just makes me miss him more. it's hard not to cry thinking about what i've done to him. i wish he could come back. ayce's was hard to watch. i witnessed myrkul force ayce to choose between killing me and quri. ayce cried as he couldn't make up his mind, and then i watched as i fell into a void. i felt sick and i wanted to puke. i thought ayce found out about me. i thought he knew that i was using him for necromancy, but when i asked him about it, he told me that he thought i killed him with quri. i... personally don't have any reason to ever kill him so that was a bit sickening to think of. i dont ever want to kill anyone. i dont even have anyone i hate enough to want to murder. the only person i hate enough to want to kill is me. i know based on what i said before i guess it might have seemed that bad; but haha... i would never ever want to do that. putting people down at hospital was rough. god, putting ms winters down was rough and she was already dead. i love him, but it's probably better if we end the relationship and just stay as friends? he's already witnessed me still loving milo, and he thinks i murdered him... i'll try to clear up his misunderstanding, but it'll be hard to without giving more of myself away. this relationship has so many problems. entry 103 a new discovery. the world isn't flat? the god's are using their powers to “lock off” the rest of the world. apparently sanctuary is only a small part of the world. that was a really weird discovery to find out? it's kind of hard to believe, but at the same time, not. apparently they keys we've been collecting hold the respective power of the gods, and they're used to “open” the gateway. i have no idea what that means. apparently beshaba wants to use our keys to do exactly that. and also they can kill the god's? entry 112 when we came back to lunarden we discovered that delilah and allen were kidnapped by atlas’ syndicate. i knew atlas was trouble. i hate having to associate with him. we’re going to save them yet it makes me nervous. entry 114 i feel like i almost died in there. we saved the others and no one was hurt though. we’re going to trip back to lunarden and then travel through the travel gates back to origin to try avoid people. allen mentioned something about strange readings. i have a feeling i know what it is. i’m going to ask lathandar questions. entry 115 nvm we encountered leera. this group genuinely scares me. I’m travelling with people who are down with murder. i should seperate. she uncovered my posters to them and i want to die. she also mentioned the last key at a ball. i need to bounce. lathandar also confirmed my suspicions last night. entry 116 fox left before i could. i feel bad. like maybe it was my fault. i miss him. we have to continue though. entry 117 its so hard to find a bag of holding. i just want to have this spirit stone around without having it in the open. entry 118 we’re in origin now and delilah let me rent out her bag of holding. an absolute kind soul. we bought tickets to the ball. so expensive. i wish i didnt do that. entry 123 i’ve done so much in preperation of whats to come. Soon. i hope it works. i’m going to travel to solardome and investigate those readings. entry 124 suspicions

confirmed. miss winters is alive. she captured my biological father. a strange way to meet him. i cant see him as my father. i told her about the key, and we’re going to rearrange our circle. we’ll still use the spirit stones, just as a backup. i’m scared. i’m terrified. i dont know if it will work and i dont know what will happen if it does. i know the gods will be mad but i’ll deal with the consequences when it happens. i’m sure i won’t be a champion anymore. we’re doing this on friday evening, which means i’m no longer attending the gala. they don’t need my assistance anyway.

#roy endoza writing #roy endoza #writing

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unofficiallyloki · 6 years ago

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It’s no secret, especially on this blog, how much I love Beetlejuice. However, there has been an unforgivable shortage of Beetlejuice merchandise on the mainstream market until fairly recently. Apparently, it has something to do with the movie’s 30th anniversary, even though that would have technically taken place sometime in March. But hell, I’m not complaining.

I’m a simple girl. I see black and white stripes in a store - I walk in. Consequently, I’ve been practically abusing my poor wallet who I believe is now intending to write a callout post on me in the foreseeable future. It’s gotten so bad that at the first opportunity I actually darted out of school to catch an unbearably lengthy bus ride to get to the mall so I can grab what appeared to be the last tiny Beetlejuice bag in the store. I did this because when I was binge-shopping online, the bag was already sold out. This gave me anxiety.

This gave me anxiety.

Yeah, it’s gotten that bad.

So I’m in Hot Topic, and a sales associate, who is basically radiating customer service, keeps insisting we’re friends and is helping me to spend more than I intended to. This is in no way a difficult feat, and frankly, she’s very good at her job.

I leave the store with my prize, my little Beetlejuice bag, as well as a small assortment of other unnecessary items, including a poor-quality makeup palette, pins for a project I will likely never start, and a patch inspired by Stephen King’s IT, because I am part of the cancer that is eating away at Tumblr.

After this, I made my way out and back to the bus stop. As I’m sitting, clutching my treasures, a visibly homeless man sitting next to me points to the large building beside us and asks “is that the mall?”

I was a little confused by the question because the answer seemed obvious, so I said: “uh...yeah.” He thanked me and started heading in that direction.

As I watched him go, I saw that even with his walker, he could barely walk. He had to pause every few steps because each step took considerable effort. As I watched pitifully, not knowing what to do, I realized that the easily accessible mall entrance was closed for construction. Leaving him with two options: Go up a large and narrow stairway to get to the top of the parking lot, only to have to make a long trek around to get to an entrance, or go even further down to follow the road itself to get in. Not thinking of any better response, I rushed up to tell him.

I don’t know what I was expecting to accomplish. I half-expected he’d give up and take a seat that it seemed he so desperately needed, despite having been seated earlier. But no, he starts going up the stairs. First his walker, then him; dragging himself up step by step. And with every step, My heart broke.

Now maybe I’m an idiot, but I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t have the strength to help him up and I didn’t know if I should stop him. How could I help?? It wasn’t until he was halfway up that I realized I should have called an Uber or something to get him to the entrance. By that point, I was afraid of making him come back down. So I watched fearfully as he continued. Slowly making his way to the top.

Once he had done so, I waged an internal war as to what to do now. I was afraid of running up to him again and seeming creepy like I was following him or something. The last thing I wanted to do was add to his discomfort. So I went up the stairs and tried to casually walk by. As I was doing so I said “Sir...I’m about to call an Uber to get home. Do you want a ride to the front of the mall? Is there somewhere you need to be?”

He replied: “Oh...I just really need shoes. These ones are really worn down and my feet are getting worn down.” I looked down at his black, plastic slippers which were falling apart, and what looked like hospital socks caked in layers of dirt, which were also in decay. I don’t know what his plan was. Perhaps he was going to beg for shoes. Either way, I couldn’t let that happen. I guided him to a side entrance to the mall and go with him inside, offering to buy him shoes and socks, just like he wanted. He was so grateful. He said I was a blessing in disguise.

It was then I realized I didn’t have any money left.

I guided him to a seating area and asked him to wait just a few minutes while I went to get some money. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I was trying to figure out how long it would take to get an Uber all the way back home so I can get my card and take it all the way back to the mall. I didn’t want to keep him waiting.

Randy, as I learned was his name, was very forgetful. He spoke very slowly and seemed to struggle at times to think of words. He also forgot things that were said in short-term, resulting in him asking the same questions sometimes. This didn’t bother me. He spoke like a man who had likely experienced a stroke in his lifetime. However, I was afraid he was going to forget that I was coming back and he was going to wander off if I took too long.

After a couple minutes of panicking, I resolved to use my phone to withdraw money from a nearby ATM. Thanks to a foot injury, though, I needed a ride to get there. During this time, my battery was at 1%, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt more stressed withdrawing money in my life.

Which is saying something because I’m a college student.

When I got back, money in bra (as per usual), Randy was thankfully just sitting there. He said he had never been in a mall before, and it was really nice. We went into a nearby shoe store and with some help from the associates found a nice pair of shoes that fit him and a pack of new socks.

He was so happy, as was I. As we left the shoe store he said he wanted to get to know me. Though I knew he would likely not remember any of the things I told him, I decided to tell him a little bit about what I was studying. Then I asked about him. He said that his last name used to be different, but he changed it to his mother’s last name. He confessed to me some of the mistakes he had made in his life, which, out of respect for him I won’t write, but now all he wanted was peace.

I asked if he was hungry and he admitted he was, so we went to the Food Court. I got him whatever he wanted.

I’m saying all of this not to get praise or be told “good for you for being kind to a homeless guy!”

No, I don’t care about that. I don’t need to be commended for acting decently. I don’t need a pat on the back for goodwill. That should be the bare minimum we all strive for. It doesn’t have to be buying shoes or socks, but it should be a basic amount of kindness that we are all willing to extend to one another. I don’t see myself as a special or saintly just because I helped Randy out once. I just wanted to share this eye-opening experience with you. Because I had never been so acutely aware of how privileged I was. I had been so anxious over a Beetlejuice bag.

A Beetlejuice bag.

And Randy just wanted - and desperately needed - a pair of shoes.

The juxtaposition was not only eye-opening but alarming.

As we parted ways, I regretfully told him I couldn’t join him to eat because I had a lot of work to do back at school. This was true. But I gave him some bus money. Now, I’m not naïve. Whatever he decides to do with that money is his business, I’m not here to pass any form of judgment. I just hope he ends up alright.

The funny thing is, he asked me how he could repay me. Of course, I said not to worry about it, that I didn’t need anything in return. But the truth is, he already did. I’m really grateful for his company and the opportunity to get to know him.

I can’t guarantee that I won’t stress over something stupid or frivolous ever again. But I do know this - I am no longer taking any of it for granted. Despite all of my struggles, I know I am so lucky to have all of the things that I do, including the roof over my head. And if I have enough left over to buy merchandise for my favorite corpse, then the least I can do is spend my money on something that will actually help someone.

Randy, I’ll keep my promise.

If you are like me in any way - firstly, I’m so sorry. Second, if you want to help those in need, in addition to buying the occasional art commission that floats around on here, I recommend donating to help the homeless. Here are a few organizations to look at which are inclusive of people within the LGBTQA+ community.

Let’s do better together. But I won’t depend my actions on anyone else or project my decisions either. I’m holding myself accountable too. Because I made a promise.

In a country like the USA with so much privilege and opportunity there is an increasing wealth gap which is resulting in an unacceptable dichotomy of classes. Homelessness is a major issue. As someone who’s family emigrated to the US to escape poverty and hunger, who saw the US as the Land of Opportunity, it breaks my heart when we let those who believe in that dream down. Everyone deserves a chance to live, not just survive.

#story time #tldr #really really really long story #for Dunha

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