#sort of like an affectionate/sarcasm kinda way?

[bluejulius]

my favourite ship, just a dude x just a dude

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i saw some art of something similar to this with the same pairing but i cannot for the life of me find it 😭 if anyone can remember/if you are the artist please let me know I’d love to credit you 💖

EDIT: creds to @ziggityzigg for the inspiration!

[2000sangel]

Hi I saw you were doing matchups so I wanted to you try it out lol!

So some basic stuff I go by Aj I’m a trans guy who uses he/they pronouns, while I do have a small preference to girls or well just anyone falling under a feminine label I am open to about anyone! I want the matchup to be romantic and would prefer Husk and Angel to be excluded (I picture Husk as a father and I ship him and angel so be kinda weird lol)

For personality and what not I’m similar to Niffty in the whole absolutely chaotic kinda way but only with the people I know and trust, I’m very kind and while I’ll jokingly make fun of people I make sure they’re okay with it and aren’t actually uncomfortable. At first I’m very quiet and reserved (at most one or two comments) but after opening up it’s hard to get me to stop talking lol I’m also very sarcastic and make a lot of dirty jokes. Likes and dislikes is kinda hard, I like collecting plushies like a lot I could be compared to the “weird kid” (I love fnaf, batim, Beetlejuice, tadc, a lot more) I will say I absolutely love like physical touch and what not though I hate asking for things or starting something. My hobbies mainly include making art and what not I focus on visual art though I do like writing and acting a lot as well, I also love picking something up like a book or movie and just never finishing it lol! Tbh I don’t really have a type besides “sad but bad boy” and even then that’s not really a type lol. But yeah I uh think that’s it have an amazing day/night!

Hey Aj! Thank you for requesting a matchup! We have something in common, I also have the tendency to pick up things and never finishing them ahah; anyway!

A hug is coming your way, as I match you with...

Charlie!

Charlie is sunny, optimistic, and just the right person who would allow you to come out of your initial shell. She loves both your kindness and how chaotic you are, and I’m sure she would be very proud of herself for being able to let you open up quickly and witness your true personality; she loves a talkative and affectionate friend, even more so if they end up becoming her partner.

I’m sure she wouldn’t mind your sarcasm at all either, as long as you don’t get too rude with her; she chuckles at your jokes a lot and sometimes tries to be sarcastic back, resulting in her stammering on her words slightly as she admittedly isn’t the best at this kind of thing. It’s endearing to you though, really, and you reassure her that she doesn’t need to match your personality all the time, you find her lovely as she is – her eyes sparkle at that, finding you very romantic -.

She absolutely loves the fact that you like collecting plushies, in fact she’s a big fan of them herself! She insists on giving a name to each one of them, and if they already have one she wants to know the story behind them at all costs. She also surprises you with one of them from time to time, I feel like she would be at least a bit into gift-giving, and when you inevitably end up sleeping in the same bed she doesn’t want to exclude any of your plushies, resulting in you two sleeping completely surrounded by them!

Charlie is quite the creative person herself, in her own way: she likes musicals and singing, so if the things you’re into have some sort of fan songs or anything like that, she would enjoy learning them and getting into your own interests in general. She also loves anything that you make and showers you in compliments each time you show her one of your creations, which makes you blush a little. She also insists on showing the other residents of the Hotel, but it’s up to you if you want to do that or not, she totally understands if you’d rather keep your art private and in that case she’d feel honoured to be one of the lucky ones who gets to see it.

She encourages you to finish the things you start watching or reading, too! Mostly because she loves doing these activities with you, and she really wants to know what happens at the end...but she also feels guilty finishing them on her own, so if you’re looking for somebody who keeps you excited and entertained when you get into anything, she’s the right demon!

She’s also quite affectionate, hugging you, holding your hand and kissing your cheek whenever she gets the chance, so she doesn’t really mind that you’re not into initiating these kind of things as she will do it herself, as long as you let her know you enjoy it!

All in all you and Charlie definitely have a best friends to lovers kind of relationship, and if you’re wondering how this affects Vaggie (in case you’d be comfortable being in a poly relationship) I can actually see you two being on good terms, she agrees with you and Charlie dating wholeheartedly as I see you two getting along quite well, too!

[you-get-the-gist]

Hello everyone it seems more people than I thought are expressing an interest in my hlvrai fanfic so!!!!!!!!! I have one problem

help

Little summary under the cut of what you can expect:

SO basically, Benrey has been basically monkey-wrenching himself a time loop. Every time he 'dies'/gets defeated, he wills himself a second try so hard time restarts. Well, roughly.

Really, it's more of a "everyone except Benrey forgets about the last run, and the world gets reset." So Benrey tries again and again to be good, to appeal to Gordon, to get SOME sort of love, and it just does NOT work. The harder he digs his heels into making things go his way, it doesn't work.

The story needs a villain, and that's what he is, oooobviously (sarcasm, he's the POV of the story mostly)

It's only once he accepts death that he learns that the only way things can change is to let them pass.

And oh baby, SOMEONE has to learn that too (Gordon).

Oh also, the whole world was constructed by G-Man as a way to give his comatose son a world of his own (Tommy). Basically, bunch of machines tap into your mind n you get your own little simulation!! Of course, if you don't want your son to be trapped in what is basically his own mind, the little experiment needed other test subjects. Buddies, if you will.

That's how the rest of the science team came to be! Only a liiiittle fucked up via consciousness upload or whatever.

This experiment has been affectionately dubbed 'the Torment Nexus' by me n my friends, because it's kinda based off the hypothetical that was like "if you could start your life over but it was a simulation/not real, would you?" And in my mind, the answer to that hypothetical is "actually not really." So, yeah, Torment Nexus!!

More details can be uncovered if you. yknow. read it.

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

15 questions, 15 mutuals.

Tagged by @sighonaraa !! <3

Are you named after anyone? - my birth name included one name for a great grandmother and the other for a member of royalty (:/). as for gert. well. that's a whole saga, but it boils down to "assigned gert by obituary writer". i guess i kinda was named after gert/marion?

When was the last time you cried? - like properly cried? a few weeks before finals. total breakdown, long story. not finals related, weirdly. but if you just mean like tearing up i tear up any time i really start laughing so probably yesterday?

Do you have kids? - absolutely not

Do you use sarcasm a lot?- do i use sarcasm? 🤨

What's the first you notice about people? - you know, i'm not sure. probably how they talk? but if you mean physically, maybe like. hair? or just, whatever is noticeable about them idk

What's your eye colour?- greyish

Scary movies or happy endings? - happy endings!

Any special talents? - i like to think i've got a decent singing voice. but really, my main and only talent is writing <3 and, of course, the gift of gab

Where were you born? - the us of a

What are your hobbies? - video games (both the playing of and dissecting of), writing for fun and profit, art/drawing (badly) particularly with graphite and oil pastel, gifmaking

Have you got any pets? - sort of? i live with a cat but she is technically my brother's. but even if i'm not the one who buys her food i have to put up with her (affectionate) a lot

What sports do you play/have you played? - lmao i was the "always picked last bc i was a skinny little loser" kid. the closest i've come is being decent at capture the cone as a kid in pe, and that was also bc tiny me was a little maniac who was actively attempting psychological warfare during the capture the cone,

How tall are you? - like. somewhere between 5'2 and 5'4? havent' checked recently, genuinely not sure. but it's in that range. probably 5'3 or 4?

Favourite subject in school? - english, probably. i've also always enjoyed mythology if you wanna get more specific. and theatre! i love theatre

Dream job? - hmmm. well dream job would be some form of creator--a video game designer, an author, an artist, or even an actor (perhaps on stage!), but like, in a "im making enough to live, and im kinda famous but not Too famous" way, but barring that, possibly a college professor or a librarian at a university? or maybe an editor or something along those lines? i'm pretty comfortable in academic spaces--or as comfortable as i'm ever going to be--and i enjoy a lot of the things those types of jobs would involve.

Tagging: hmmm @casismybestfriend @eryaforsthye @peachygos @mvshortcut @mysteriouseggsbenedict @sqenthusiast @kar-krashew @vamplanaut @thehouseofgrey @normal-thoughts-official @despite-everything @bahoreal @goyeeahaw @ragecndybars @rngaredead

no pressure!! no pressure at all, if you ignore this or don't see it or anything i will not be offended. patting your head.

[hihellogoodbyebruh]

I Know What You’re Thinking, You’re On My Mind (You’re Right)

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Black!Plus Size!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Angel are in love and these are different moments in the span of their relationship.

Warning(s): Just a lot of fluffy goodness....okay some angst (it’s me lol) but mostly fluff

Word count: 2,526

AN: This is kind of a songfic, but also not really? I think of it as a bunch of drabbles loosely connected by random parts of a song. Song title and inspo from Come Close by Common ft. Mary J. Blige. The sweetest little fic I’ve ever written. Fat Black girls deserve to be loved loudly. This is for us. As always, questions, comments, and concerns are welcomed. Happy reading lovelies! xo

Smile, happiness, you could model it And when you feel opposite I just want you to know Your whole, being is beautiful I'ma do the best I can do Cause I'm my best when I'm with you

The sound of a domino being slammed on the table caused several other park goers to turn their heads and see a striking woman jumping out of her seat.

“That’s domino bitches! Y’all really thought you could beat me in dominoes? Shoulda checked my credentials mofos!” Y/N shouted, a huge smile on her face as she talked shit.

The guys around the table all groaned and huffed as she celebrated her win. Coco swore up and down that he would be the winner and Gilly was just as sure that he would be the one. EZ just wanted to play and Angel kept his mouth shut knowing his girl had been playing dominoes with her father and uncles practically all her life.

“Whatever, Y/N. You not seeing me in poker.” Coco grumbled, though he was fighting to keep a smile off his face. He was impressed.

“Well this aint poker is it? Run me my money.” She replied, rubbing her fingers together before holding out her hand.

The men all pulled out their wallets and placed the correct amount of money into Y/N’s hands. She grinned as she fanned herself with the money before draping her body across the smirking Angel’s lap.

“Oh hey there sexy. If you’re nice I might buy you something with this considerable fortune I just won.” Y/N winked.

“You my sugar mama now?” Angel teasingly asked.

“I do taste sweet so I think I fit the description.��

“Damn right you do.” He smirked, before leaning down to kiss Y/N’s lips.

Santo Padre’s mayor, Antonia Pena, had put together a community fair to help raise money for the town and uplift spirits. It was also a great way for local businesses to showcase what they have to offer. Services and items were put into a raffle that everyone who attended the event got entered into. Y/N even managed to convince Felipe to have a little booth to show off his fine cuts of meat and how they could best be used in meals.

Angel was so in awe of her. She managed to pull even his grumpy ass father out of the house and she was constantly a source of light in his life. He doesn’t know how he got so lucky, but he knew he never wanted to let her go. He loved her more than anything and he knew she felt the same about him. She never doubted him or made him feel inadequate. She understood even the ugly parts of him. Didn’t excuse or condone his behavior, but she understood it and always reassured him that she knew he could do better.

“Whatchu staring at?” She asked, after the kiss ended and he kept his intense gaze on her.

“My whole world.” He answered honestly and she felt herself get a little emotional.

“If you make me cry in public, I will hurt you.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” He replied, nipping at her shoulder and making her grin.

I know in the past, love Has been sort of hard on you But I see the God in you I just want to nurture it Though this love may hurt a bit

Neither of them had the best track record when it came to relationships. Angel had an awful habit of doing things without thinking about the consequences of his actions. Impulsive isn’t a strong enough word to describe how he is. He runs on emotion a lot of the time. It frustrates Y/N to no end. She doesn’t operate like that. She rarely if ever acts on impulse. She thinks too much. Worries too much about how people will react to her and her actions. Her hesitance to engage in things before she’s run every possible scenario through her head makes Angel want to pull his hair out. He hates seeing her unsure of herself. He makes it his mission to help her just get lost in the moment sometimes. And she tries her hardest to slow him down and make him think more on things before he acts.

His lifestyle also guaranteed their love won’t always be sunshine and roses. The first time Angel got hurt Y/N thought she was going to pass out. The level of panic and fear she felt almost took her down. When she finally got to see him in the hospital bed, she burst into tears. Once he was healed, she tried to pull away from him but he wouldn’t let her. The one time Y/N was verbally and physically accosted in front of Angel, he almost shot someone right in front of her. The need to protect her almost overrode his need to keep her away from the more violent side of himself.

The silence was deafening. Neither one was ready to take the first step and speak. The whole ride back home, Y/N never said a word. Not when Angel was getting chewed out by Bishop or when several people practically gawked at her even as they tried to make it seem like they weren’t. She was silent as she went through her nightly routine and prepared for bed.

It was as she sat on the edge of the bed, preparing to slide under the covers that Angel finally snapped.

“You’re really not gonna fucking say anything?” He practically growled at her, glaring at her from where he stood at the foot of the bed. He had on his usual sleepwear of a tank top and sweats.

She sighed, “What do you want me to say Angel?”

“Anything. Cuss me out, kiss me, or I don’t know, maybe thank me?” He suggested, sarcasm in his voice at the last part because he was clearly exasperated.

She cut her eyes at him fiercely. “Thank you? You want me to thank you?”

“Yes.” He stubbornly confirmed.

She shot up from the bed and spun to face him full on. She had never been so mad at him. “Thank you Angel for causing a bigger scene. Thank you Angel for almost igniting a war between two gangs over one stupid joke. Thank you for putting yourself in harm's way and almost giving me a heart attack. Thank you so much Angel.”

“That’s bullshit and you know it. It wasn’t just a stupid joke. You think I care so little about you that I wouldn’t fuck someone up for you?”

“I’ve heard way worse..” She argued, so used to minimizing her pain. Her dismissal of the incident as something trivial made him even more pissed.

“I don’t give a damn what you heard. Aint nobody gonna disrespect you in front of me and think I’m just gonna let that shit slide.”

“You could have killed him.”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK.” He exploded, making her freeze and stare at him with her mouth slightly open. “You’re mine. I don’t know what kinda cowards you been dealing with before, but I don’t play that shit. There is no joking when it comes to you. Not from some hijo de puta who has the audacity to put his hands on you. He’s lucky the only thing I did was bust him in the head with my pistol.”

“Angel…..” She sighed, her eyes closing as she took in his words. She understood his point but was still uncomfortable with the methods.

He walked over to her and cupped her face in his hands. He kissed her forehead before resting his head on hers. He spoke only after she opened her eyes, “You can be mad. I already know you are, but I’m not apologizing for protecting you.”

She had to get used to being loved and protected so adamantly by someone. So often left to comfort herself and bury her hurt, it took her a while to accept Angel’s form of protection. A part of her kept her guard up waiting for him to turn it against her, but that day never came. Any violent outbursts he had in her presence were never directed at her and so she found herself trusting him whole-heartedly. Her love for him deepened as time moved forward.

You helped me to discover me I just want you to put trust in me

Y/N loved Pops and she enjoyed the family dinners with him and EZ, but she knew he was not the perfect father. He made mistakes and Angel still hasn’t completely dealt with the issues the mistakes left him with. Everything just got buried. She knew when he was starting to feel inadequate or like he didn’t deserve her because he would become even more clingy. He was already very affectionate with her, always having a hand on her back and kissing her head. She loved how open he was, but when he was going through it the touches would have a desperate edge to them. Like he was trying to prove something.

A new episode of Joseline’s Cabaret played on the tv showing off the Puerto Rican Princess’ latest antics. Y/N had on sweats and a tank top as she laid on your back and giggled at the fight on her screen. She doesn't know why she watches that show, but it was entertaining.

Her front door opened and in walked the man she’d been seeing for a year now.

“What did I tell you about leaving this door unlocked?”

“I knew you were coming over so why would I lock it?” She argued, tilting her head back to watch Angel toe off his shoes and take off his kutte.

“You’re so hard headed.” He slapped the outside of her thigh and leaned in for a kiss before lying in between her legs. His head rested on her stomach and her hands immediately began running through his hair. His hands ran over her thighs as he buried his face in her belly and just breathed her in.

“You walked right in so obviously I was right.” Her hands moved from his hair to slide down his back, feeling for any new bruises. “How was your day? Do I gotta kick someone’s ass for messing with my man?” She asked, a teasing tone to her words even though she was kinda being serious.

“I’m all good, mi dulce.” He responded, already knowing her touches were to comfort him but also give herself some peace of mind that he was with her and he was still whole.

It was quiet for a moment before Angel propped his chin on her belly and looked at her. She brought her attention from the television to him. There was a gentle look in his eyes, full of love but also a vulnerability that made her heart clench.

“You love me right?” He gripped her hips tightly as he searched her eyes for the truth in her words.

Her eyes widened at his question. “Of cour-”

He interrupted her. “Because I love you so damn much, querida. I know I’m not easy, but I try to be better for you.”

“Angel…” Her hand gently caressed his cheek as she softly smiled at him. “You are my favorite person in this whole world. You love me like no other and I’ll always love you. Never forget that. And when you do, I’ll be here to remind you.” She leaned forward to kiss his lips and felt his grip on her hips loosen.

The two shared loving kisses for several minutes before he pulled away and kissed her stomach before laying his head back down. His attention finally focused on the television. “What the fuck are you watching?”

She was unable to contain her giggles.

I kind of laugh when you cuss at me The aftermath is you touching me

“Oh, is that funny? Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Not at all gorgeous.” His words and his facial expression did not match.

“Then why are you smirking? I’m as serious as a heart attack. If you miss the ceremony where I’m awarded for my work, we’re gonna have some big problems Reyes.” She threatened, not letting that smirk get to her as it usually did. The club pulled him away a lot but some things she just needed him present for.

“Mmhm…how big?” He asked, still joking around.

“Angel!” She admonished, striking out to punch him in the stomach and making him grunt.

“You know I love when you scream my name. Sexy as fuck.” He growled, before playfully tackling her to the bed. She finally laughed as he kissed and nipped at her neck. He pulled back to look down in her eyes. “Hey, come hell or high water Imma be there. I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

The smile she flashed him was bright enough to light the darkest of nights.

I'm tired of the fast lane I want you to have my last name

Dabbing her eyes with a napkin, Y/N smiled as Angel and EZ shared a heartfelt hug after the best man speech. She knew EZ’s speech would be beautiful and she thanked him for his kind words.

“You’re my sister for real now.” He responded, making her wanna cry again but she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before Angel pulled her into a side hug.

“First dance time.” He whispered in her ear, taking her hand and leading her out to the dance floor.

“How does it feel to be Y/N Reyes?” Angel asked, his eyes taking her in. She looked so magnificent in her wedding dress. He wanted to rip it off, but also he couldn’t take his eyes off how good she looked in it. If he shed some tears when she walked down that aisle, who could blame him?

“It feels like the most natural thing in the world. I’m so beyond honored to be Mrs. Angel Reyes.” She responded, her eyes filling with happy tears but she refused to let them fall. She just felt so overwhelmed with happiness. Even though he’d long gotten rid of the jacket, she loved that he actually wore a suit. He hardly ever wore one and it was a damn shame. He looked so delicious she couldn’t wait for them to get back home.

Y/N found herself really taking the moment in. Their family and friends watched them with huge smiles on their faces. She couldn’t keep her eyes off Angel for long as he held her in his arms, his hands always making her feel safe. This was her life and he was her future.

Her eyes twinkled as she asked him, “Ready for forever?”

Come close to me, baby (Yeah, love) Let your love hold you (Let me hold you tonight, babe) I know this world is crazy (It gets crazy, but I'll be right here) What's it without you? (We gon' make it, I love you, I love you, I love you)

[shysneeze]

good enough (draco malfoy x fem!reader)

Good Enough

Draco Malfoy x fem!Slytherin!Reader 

*based loosley on the song ‘line without a hook’ by ricky montgomery*  

Request: can I ask for Draco x reader where the reader is sassy, but also kind Slytherin (like one of the kind Slytherin)?? And Draco has a huge crush on her? Super fluffy? ~ @lennylangdraws 

Warnings: low self-esteem, angst, smidge of house stereotyping, i don’t know the meaning of fluff im so sorry 

Authors note: you asked for fluff and I have no excuses for how this turned out except this song has been stuck in my head for weeks now. I hope you like it anyway despite the angst... i tried to make it fluffy make up at the end?

Also, I’m not saying this is a prequel to vulnerable love, but it kinda fits... pretty sure it makes vulnerable love hurt more though.)

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Draco wasn’t sure it was possible to want back what he’s never had.

He never knew being stuck in the awkward phase of being an ‘almost couple’ is something he could miss, that he’d ever long to feel the heat that would creep up his cheeks when their eyes met, to feel the nauseating butterflies flap in his stomach when she smiled at him or the jolt of nervous energy that would rip through him whenever their fingers accidentally grazed each other’s under tables or in corridors.

Yet now that those little things are beyond his grasp, he’s desperate for them again, desperate for her. It might be easier to miss her if she were gone, rather than just sitting at the other end of the Slytherin table, or across the room during classes, it would be easier not to see her, the constant reminder of what he’s allowed him self to ruin.

They weren’t supposed to get along, every conflicting personality trait dooming them to a life as enemies. Everyone knows her, the ‘nice’ Slytherin. It’s a title given to her by her classmates, the too-cocky Gryffindors who can’t see past Slytherin’s bad reputation as bullies and snobs, a bad-reputation fuelled by Draco Malfoy himself.

No one could have expected them to end up the way they did, dates in Hogsmeade or hushed conversations by the common room fire in the early hours of the morning and afternoons spent by the lake. No one could have expected them to get along so well.

Draco knows that everyone has expected this though, for them to fall apart before they’ve even had the chance to begin. It’s what they’ve expected of him all along after all, to break her heart.

He’s pretty sure he hasn’t got the right to be looking for her like this, seeking her out desperately to get her back, once again deluded into believing he ever had her in the first place. He’s the one who called it off in a moment of certainty that it was the right thing to do, a selfless act. And so it’s wrong for him to be here right now, back in their secret spot.

She’s exactly where he assumed she would be, curled beneath the tree she was always affectionately calling theirs. His entire body tenses painfully at the sight of her, face hidden in her palms and body shaking, not from the cold, but from the trembling of barely silenced sobs.

He wonders if it’s his racing heart that she can hear that alerts her to his presence and has her looking up from her hands, teary eyes meeting his in surprise. Then, she pulls her brows into a well-justified scowl and a lump forms in Draco’s throat that he can’t seem to swallow.

“What are you doing here?”

An incredibly valid question for which Draco can only provide selfish answers. It seems silly to tell her that he’s hear to win her back, and futile given her growing anger. Yet he won’t be able to live with himself if he doesn’t, miserable without her.

“I miss you.” He gulps honestly. “Truthfully, I’ve been a mess without you.”

“Merlin, Draco.” She gasps out a laugh of disbelief. “Maybe you should have thought of that before you started ignoring me. Frankly, that isn’t really my issue.”

“I know.” He sighs apologetically. “I know, I didn’t mean-“

“Just get it over with, Draco.” She rolls her eyes. “Say your piece and leave me alone.”

He nods, taking hesitant steps forward towards her, the frost coated grass crunching under foot. She avoids his eyes as he takes a seat beside her, staring determinedly at her lap and making a conscious attempt to hide the quickly accumulating tears.

“Aren’t you cold?”

She lets out a loud exasperated sigh and refuses him an answer. He agrees with the sentiment of it, regretted the stupidity of it the minute it left his lips. Still, he leans forward to pull the Slytherin scarf from his neck and twists himself to allow him to wrap it loosely around hers, fussing with it until he’s reassured that she’ll be warmer for it.

“You looked cold.”

“Tis’ the season.” She mumbles sarcastically.

Her sarcasm is another thing he’s missed from her, and it draws a momentary smile to his face. Then, the moment is over, and his eyes have fixed on the tear stains painting her cheeks, proof of his own fatal mistake.

“I’m so sorry, (Y/N).”

She scoffs.

“Two weeks overdue.”

“I know.” He agrees sheepishly. “I know, (Y/N).”

“Then why are you only here now?” She questions. “Why did you do it in the first place? You can’t just act like you have feelings for someone then disappear and ignore them for weeks!”

Her voice wobbles and cracks at the end, much to her own dismay, and each breath she takes is jagged in the way one’s always is when trying to conceal tears. He watches her press the balls of her palm to her eyes in frustration, letting out a small whimper that has every inch of him aching with remorse.

Part of him, a self-preserving part, tells him to lie. It’s a side of himself he’s grown to hate recently, the side that pushed him into this mess in the first place, and so he knows better than to bargain with it again. So, with a deep breath, he chooses to tell the truth, he chooses to be vulnerable.

“I’m not good enough.”

Although exhaled in a whisper the revelation is startlingly loud. Perhaps its due to the serene quiet always felt on crisp cold days like today, where the sun hangs low in the sky and the lake lies unimaginably still, or perhaps it’s the raw honestly in the statement that makes it seem so alarmingly bold.

She blinks at him, lips parting in surprise and brows furrowing in confusion or concern, Draco isn’t sure. He can hear his pulse in his ears, a slight trembling in his hands that he knows has nothing to do with the chilly breeze. He’s done something profound, terrifying even, and opened that vulnerably part of himself to someone, with no control over what happens to it next.

“What?” She manages.

“Everyone knows it, (Y/N).” He explains nervously. “I’m a terrible match for you.” 

“Who the hell is everyone” She frowns. “Since when did they matter?”

There is a certain protective edge to her voice that he doesn’t deserve, but it replays itself in his head over and over, clinging to it for hope. It takes him a moment to let it go again, to push it down and answer.

“They’re right.” He sighs. “You’re too good a person for me, I’m too Slytherin.”

The concern instantly leaves her eyes, she sits forward with an urgent look of disbelief and another of her signature scoffs. She’s giving him an inspective look, trying to figure out if he’s serious, or if he’s suddenly picked up a new, strange sense of humour.

“You’re kidding, right?”

He isn’t quite sure what to say and his silence fuels another disbelieving shake of her head.

“I am a Slytherin, Draco.” She exclaims. “No matter what those big-headed Gryffindors are always saying, I was sorted into Slytherin and I’m proud of it- you’re supposed to be proud too, not agreeing with those stupid stereotypes.”

“It’s different.” He exhales in frustration. ��I am those stupid stereotypes!”

Draco Malfoy has never been considered modest.

Self-confidence isn’t a trait earned in the Malfoy family clan, but rather inherited between generations, a birth right bestowed upon them the minute they are old enough to understand. It’s a confidence Draco has always been comfortably protected by, unwaveringly sure of his own self-importance gifted to him by his ancestors

Yet something about the infamously kind (Y/N) (Y/L/N) has him constantly falling apart at the seams with the need to be good enough for her. He’s never met anyone like her, no one so capable of making him question the unwarranted self-importance he was raised on as a Malfoy.

Even now, wrapped unceremoniously in his scarf, late falling orange leaves lying in her hair and her cheeks stained with tears, he’s never felt so undeserving of a person in his life. She’s a lady, and he’s just a boy, he’s heartbreakingly inadequate.

“I just want to be someone you can be proud to call yours.”

With his eyes solemnly fixed on his lap, anywhere other than her reaction, he jumps slightly at her cold fingertips on his hand, prying them from the tightly curled fists he has no recollection of clenching and slipping her fingers into his.

“Draco, look at me.” She pleads softly. “Please.”

He does so slowly with her encouraging squeeze of his hand, she’s smiling at him, sympathetic, but unpatronizing.

“I am proud.” She states softly, but confidently. “I don’t want some perfect golden boy, I want you, Draco.”

Three words he never knew he needed from her, ‘I want you’, and they fill a space in his chest that was gaping for reassurance. She’s amazed him again as she always does, she has a talent for making him speechless than no one else has ever mastered.

“You’re so harsh on yourself you haven’t even realised how much you’ve grown, Draco.” She informs. “You’re not the bully you used to be, you’re not the carbon copy of your father anymore, and I’m sorry that no one has allowed you to move on from your past to see your present.”

She smiles sheepishly at his dumfounded expression and gives him the moment he needs to collect his thoughts and process it all. Then, slowly, he’s shaking his head in surprise, letting out a soft sigh.

“You’re too good to me.”

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” She jokes. “I think I straightened that misconception out already.”

“No but- you’re just so…”

The heat burning his cheeks is worse than ever before, he feels almost overwhelmed by it all, her compliments, her smile, that genuine look in her eyes that convinces him she’s unwaveringly sure of every word she’s said.

“Thank you.” He blurts finally. “Especially after I- well I ruined it all.”

“Yeah, I won’t lie, you really fucked up.” She admits. “But you’ve made an honest recovery…”

“Thank you for giving me a second chance.” He exhales gratefully. “You didn’t need to do that.”

“I was going to tell you to piss off after the ‘are you cold’ bit to be honest.” She chuckles. “Stayed because you gave me your scarf- which I’m stealing by the way.”

“Take it.” He urges, a smile finding his lips for what he’s sure is the first time in two weeks, since his misguided decision to end their almost-relationship. “Take whatever you want from me, it’s yours.”

She lets out a shaky breath and gulps. She purposely drops her gaze momentarily to his lips before retuning them to his eyes again, a gesture that has his eyes widening and the tips of his ears turning scarlet. Slipping her fingers from between his, she tentatively cups one of his cheeks, fingertips grazing the red colour blossoming on his pale skin.

“Can I kiss you?”

“I-“ He chokes. “Yes.”

She smiles nervously, reassuring him that he’s not the only one flustered. Then, curling her free hand around the lapel of his jacket, she pulls him closer with eyes shut. Their lips are cold when they meet, and slightly chapped by the cool air, but neither care. Draco places a hand on her waist, pulling her somehow closer as their lips begin to move hesitantly together. She lets out a soft content sigh, sending a breath of warm air into the kiss and causing him to positively melt inside. She’s done it again, completely incapacitated him with such a simple thing as a kiss.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” He exhales.

She lets out a giddy laugh as she pulls back, forehead still pressed to his and eyes still shut.

“There are worst ways to go than my lips.”

He knows, he’s very quickly decided that’s the only way he ever wants to go.  She presses her lips to his again for a split second before pulling back completely, he aches for the feeling again, greedy for it now that he’s felt it once.

“Next time, talk to me.” She pleads. “If you ever feel like you’re not good enough, I’ll be there to convince you otherwise, but don’t just disappear.”

“I won’t.” He assures. “I never meant to hurt you.”

“I know that, Draco.” She smiles sadly. “I just want you to know that you can talk to me.”

“I do.”

The hard part, that initial step, is over. He’s leapt into the unknown, flung himself into the terrifying depths of vulnerability, and there is no going back, but he never wants to, he never wants to leave her again.

“Also if I ever hear you speaking shit about our house again I swear to-“

She’s cut off by his lips once again on hers, startled only for a minute before she’s grinning, grateful to see his confidence returning. She can feel his own grin on her lips and the vibrations of a light laugh before he’s pulling back again.

“Consider me warned.”

“Good.” She exhales. “Or I’ll be confiscating your tie next.”

. 

(Authors note: its not my favourite but if i rewrote it one my time i was flinging my laptop out my window... its not particularly proofread.)

[sternbilder]

Hi!! Stumbled on your blog via the buried stars tag and I'd like to say thank you so much for the kr>eng translations! There aren't many english-speaking fans so I was happy to read about the game & its characters. I was wondering, what do all the characters call each other in Korean? Or what honorifics they use? I could hear it in the audio sometimes (Gyu-hyuk: "Do-yoon-ah", or I think Seil: "Inha-ssi" ?) but I didn't catch all of them. Google tells me some of it is based off of (1/2)

(2/2) Google tells me some of it is based off of respect, friendship/closeness, or just being older/younger than one another, but I'm still new to the intricacies of what it implies about the characters' relationships and how their individual personalities are. If it isn't too much trouble, I'd love to know ^^

Hello!! You're very welcome and in fact thank you for the question, I'm always receptive to more excuses to talk about this game!

It seems like you already have some context on rules surrounding Korean honorifics. There is a lot of nuance, obviously, but to put it simply...Yes, I'd say the speech patterns the cast (particularly, the TOP5—the others are a bit more complicated) uses are what you'd see in a casual social setting between people who already know each other somewhat, but aren't necessarily friends, which is what I think I would expect from a group of twentysomethings who probably had a chance to bond socially as a cohort throughout the whole audition process (it's explained in the Q&A that they lived together in a dorm for most of the show, too). And as you've pointed out the rules there I would say are much more tied to age and closeness. I'd generally characterize their speech patterns as informal, but polite—basically, you have to use the polite form with people who are older than you, but you can use casual speech (banmal) with people who are the same age or younger. The exception is if you are close enough with someone that you mutually decide it's OK to drop honorifics despite the age difference. More on that later.

The order of the age of each of the main cast are as follows: Seungyeon (33), Juyoung (28), Gyuhyuk (27), Doyoon and Inha (25), Seil (24), and Hyesung (20). So with no other caveats we'd expect, for example, Doyoon to use polite form with Juyoung and Gyuhyuk but not with Inha and Hyesung, etc. Now, with that as the basis, here are some notes based on what I can remember, though disclaimer that my memory isn't perfect, and there are also things I might have missed because I haven't done a full playthrough yet with Korean text.

(Character spoilers for the "Other" section at the end; otherwise a few minor spoilers)

TOP5

Juyoung (28)

Juyoung is the oldest of the main cast, so she uses banmal with pretty much everyone and refers to them by name, or name + ah/ya (which is the casual vocative marker), and it's perfectly acceptable for her to do so.

The rest of the TOP5 call her 언니/누나 (unni/noona, lit. "older sister" but more generally used to refer to any slightly older female acquaintance; which one is used depends on the speaker's gender). They also sometimes call her 영이 언니/누나 (Young-i unni/noona) for short, which I thought was cute. There's actually a Q&A question that asked about this because it is a very familiar/affectionate nickname, and the director explained that Juyoung asked the others to call her that because she was afraid of seeming unapproachable due to her age and because of the fact that she was a former idol.

Gyuhyuk (27)

As the second oldest, I believe he uses banmal with everyone but Juyoung. The younger male characters all call him 형 (hyung, lit. "older brother", see above), though I can't seem to remember Inha calling him 오빠 (oppa). I might be projecting that assumption onto her based on her somewhat brash personality, since 오빠 can come off as a bit...Girlish? Cutesy? Flirtatious? in certain contexts? Idk.

Doyoon (25)

What's notable about Doyoon is that he uses the polite form with Juyoung, but not Gyuhyuk. He calls Gyuhyuk 형 (hyung), of course, but he uses the casual form, which suggests that they're close enough with each other that they've already agreed to drop formalities. Their first rapport event gives me the sense that they're especially close, too, compared to the other contestants (as does just like...waves in their general direction, but anyway,)

Inha (25)

Inha is the same age as Doyoon, so you would also expect her to use polite form with Juyoung and Gyuhyuk. However, she doesn't with either of them IIRC.

As for Juyoung, I don't remember how much of this came through in the text of the game itself, but I would guess they were probably already pretty close in a way similar to Doyoon and Gyuhyuk were. At the very least, I think I remember one of the Q&A answers indicating that they kept in touch very frequently after the events of the game.

I don't really remember too many interactions between Inha and Gyuhyuk, tbh. I do recall that she (not sure if any others do) refers to him as 규 (Gyu) at least once, which I think is adorable, LMAO. This might indicate that they may have been on close enough terms to use casual speech? But then again, she did seem to resent Gyuhyuk at least a little bit for the scholarship thing, and according to the Q&A she took much longer than Juyoung and Doyoon to see him again after the game, so??? She could just be kind of disrespectful like that, which...Kinda tracks, honestly??? 🤷‍♀️Like I said, I don't remember too much about these two, so don't take my word on this.

Hyesung (20)

Hyesung is the youngest, so you would expect him to use polite speech with everyone, but he, uh, does not. With anyone. LMAO. Maybe he's just super tight with everyone, but something tells me it's more because he's a rude little shit who's just Like That. (I mean, he uses banmal with Seil, who does hate his guts, so.) He does call everyone 형/누나 (hyung/noona), though, at least—though, now that I think about it, Seil might be an exception to that, LOL.

Since he's the youngest, everyone just calls him Hyesung.

Also, this is tangential, but I also just wanted to throw in that Hyesung notably has a slight "old man" dialect in that he sometimes uses expressions and slang that you would expect from the older generation, because growing up his only friends were the other vendors at his mom's fish market. This is unrelated to politeness, but it does come off as really funny considering how young he is, and definitely gives his speech a unique vibe.

Staff

Seil (24)

The speech patterns between Seil and the TOP5 are pretty similar to speech patterns within TOP5 itself, which is to say, fairly informal but still polite. He uses polite form with everyone older than him, and uses banmal with Hyseung. I actually wouldn't necessarily have expected this to be the case since he technically has more of a professional relationship to the TOP5 than they do with each other (so I wouldn't have been surprised if he actually used formal speech, rather than just polite), but it's probably because he's in that same age range and because he was the staff member who was closest to them socially.

I believe you are correct that he calls Inha, and Inha alone, -씨 (-ssi), which is actually formal, rather than simply polite. Probably just indicating his high level of admiration for her in particular.

The rest of the main cast just call him Seil. Hyesung also occasionally calls Seil 세일 FD님 (Seil FD-nim) which is technically extremely formal, but obviously said in sarcasm.

Seungyeon (33)

I believe she calls everyone by their full name, and uses casual speech with them. Makes sense. She's the boss.

Everyone else calls her PD님 (PD-nim, formal). Including, notably, Hyesung. AFAICR Seungyeon is the only character Hyesung shows even an ounce of deference toward in this game. 😛

Other

Suchang (27) & Suyeon (18)

AFAIK Suchang only really has in-game interactions with Doyoon and Suyeon, and Suyeon only has interactions with Suchang, who she of course calls 오빠 (oppa), in the familial sense. Though IIRC at the very end she does once refer to Doyoon as 그분 (geubun, lit. "that person") and 도윤님 (Doyoon-nim), both of which are extremely formal/deferential in tone but in kind of a "little girl talks about her crush as if they were Prince Charming" sort of way...Which causes Suchang to hilariously go into overprotective/jealous older brother mode.

The Ha siblings use casual speech with each other, which is standard among siblings. However, Suchang also talks down to Doyoon, which is pretty audacious of him considering they're strangers—he basically talks to Doyoon as if they're already friends. He's kind of an audacious guy in general, though, so I'd say that kind of fits his character.

Doyoon, on the other hand, being the polite young man that he is, uses polite speech with Suchang. There's a funny scene where he accidentally slips up and uses banmal, and then immediately gets called out by Suchang, who chews him out for talking down to someone older than him. (Though ofc Doyoon had no way of knowing this, and also, Suchang shouldn't be using banmal with a stranger in the first place.) At the very end of the true ending when they finally meet, Doyoon actually takes it up a level and calls Suchang 수창씨 (Suchang-ssi) but Suchang tells him to drop it and just call him 형 (hyung). It's sweet.

[moon-stars01]

5 ways to say I love you

Wonwoo x Reader

Author:leechansmile

Summary: l/n y/n was just pure stupid sometimes.Note the sometimes because it seems like her stupidity only shows with this person; or where y/n is huge ball of mess but gets a lot more messy when Jeon Wonwoo was involved.

Pairing:Wonwoo(Svt) x Reader

Gene:fluff,pinning,cute,affectionate Wonwoo

Rating:General Audiences

Word Count:2800

•5 ways to say I love you•

[ 1 s t w a y ]:

pure stupidity.

that is y/n right at this moment as she picks up her broken phone from the ground.

great! it's damn broken, l/n y/n

"why exactly did you throw it?"

Y/n isn't suppose to hate her seokmin oppa for asking an innocent question but she really doesn't want to rethink it right now, right after the embarrassment that just happened.

you see y/n was minding her own business as usual, it was practice break as she stood up and went to one of the speaker where her phone was placed, she did stuff normally like a normal person would but just as she was about to come back to where she was sitting before, she was approached

and it wasn't anything special, just one of her sunbae's of course, what's so wrong about that to the point you'll throw your phone to the ground for no apparent reason?

well it was Jeon wonwoo

it wasn't a surprise to say y/n admired her friend and how much of a good sunbae he is to her, but it was terrifying everytime she heard her heart beat so fast... because it wasn't normal, her heart shouldn't feel like this for someone like one of her sunbae's.

but it was too late to shut her heart up.

because just as she looks up to her sunbae, the bright smile and the messy hair matching with the bright eyes that looks back at her, she realized something and damn how much she hated that her heart did a flip and it felt normal to her now.

and just from everything, without even a word, she throws her phone to the ground.

matching with the gasp as she looks at what she had done with the device that was now smashed on the ground, probably broken from the way y/n threw it, and y/n made the stupidest decision and looked back up at the reason why that just happened.

and she saw him.

but he was shining, from the room's light he looked flawless and y/n realized

She's in love. She's in love with Jeon Wonwoo.

"Y/n your phone!" Wonwoo looked at the broken phone on the ground with a shocked expression, the members close to them looking over at the scene.

"what happened?" seungcheol made his way looking at the two before looking at the ground and seeing the phone "why is your phone on the ground, y/n?"

She's in love with her sunbae, not just any human but the one that basically raised her.

"did y/n's brain came along with the phone? because both look broken" and at this point y/n would've cursed and chased  seungkwan already but her heart held her body, controlling her feet from moving.

She's in love, oh god she's in love.

[ 2 n d w a y ]:

after the phone accident, y/n almost couldn't take it everytime she was with the older, but that seemed really impossible.

and she thinks she really lost it when it was Wonwoo who bought her a new screen saver with a 'super strong, no drop could break it' phone case, and the phone case was matching with the older's too and it just absolutely made y/n crazy.

but what y/n shouldn't have done is trying cook while Wonwoo was there, because mixing stupidity, being unlucky and cooking together doesn't really match well, so when y/n cracked one damn egg into the pan and a newly woken up Wonwoo ,with messy hair and puffy cheeks, walked into the kitchen, y/n knew she was about to do something she's gonna regret.

at first it looked all fine, like she was left alone by the charm of stupidity for awhile, but when her naturally affectionate Sunbaemin came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, y/n's brain went hostile.

She felt like she was the one being fried and not the egg on the pan, it also didn't help that y/n was just wearing shorts so she absolutely felt wonwoo's pajama rubbing on her legs and just the warmth of the older wrapping around her.

and as much as she loves it and is almost used to it, her brain still failed to associate it as platonic, and made y/n's body just completely panic, so when y/n muttered to the older about the food being ready and the older finally lets go of her, she quickly grabbed plates.

and plates mixing in with y/n wasn't really a perfect fit, hell anything breakable isn't a perfect fit for panicked y/n so as expected, her brain mulfuctioned as the older sat on one of the stools, taking sight of her again, y/n dropped one of the plates, making her and the older jump at the sound.

"whoa y/n are you okay?" Y/n didn't notice her shaking hands and why it was shaking was also unknown as the older stands up to grab a broom to clean it off.

Y/n felt herself grow embarrassed, her face felt a lot hotter and she felt her hands trembling and she just wants to jump out of her skin at that moment.

Y/n also didn't realize that she was just about to step on the broken pieces of the plates until a hand on her wrist snapped her out of her trance again, a worried Wonwoo held onto her wrist as y/n looks at him.

"Y/n you'll hurt yourself, just go and sit on the counter and i'll clean this up" and y/n was about to protest, wanting to be the one cleaning up the mess that she made, but the other knew her way too well that he immediately gave her a strict look making the younger sit down on the counter top watching the older clean up the broken plate.

"you shouldn't be cooking and stuff when you're still half awake, you could seriously get hurt if you're not careful" and y/n wanted to cry in frustration because the other latter doesn't know what he's doing to her.

"but really i was fine, just lost balance a bit–"

"no buts, you can seriously get hurt if you do it like that again, good thing your trusty sunbae is here, huh?" the older held a smile to reassure y/n that it was okay.

but again y/n wanted to cry.

the older had no idea, and y/n was just helplessly falling deeper for him.

[ 3 r d w a y ]:

"i noticed that a plate is missing–"

Y/n spitted out the coffee she was drinking as hansol patted her back as she coughs.

"first of all yuck,y/n what the hell, and two the plate that was missing is jeonghan hyung's favorite so he kinda freaked out"

seokmin rests his hand on the table and told y/n about how jeonghan was trying to find the missing plate and how many times he had interrogated some of the members about the plate y/n broke because of her stupid feelings.

"he asked me right as i came out of the bathroom and i accidentally threw my toothbrush at him" and that made hansol laugh to the point that he was punching

y/n's arm over and over.

"does he really love that plate?" Y/n sips her coffee that was surely too sweet as  she tries to cover up her light nervousness from the topic.

"it was bought by seungcheol hyung, it had a swan on it and hyung absolutely was so smitten over the fact that cheol hyung said that he reminded him of a swan because of hyung's beauty" hansol explained and y/n took more sips as to prove that she was innocent.

"but cheol hyung already calmed him down about it and told him he would buy a new set of it and hyung seems satisfied with that" and with seokmin's shrug y/n's heart felt more relaxed again.

Y/n reached over again for her coffee to take a sip and realized it was empty, "that was my coffee, y/n." and with that y/n smiled awkwardly, standing up to get a cup of it again to give back to hansol.

and glad to say that she successfully got there without anything breaking or something weird happening and she filled the cup with coffee again, ready to get back to the table.

"Y/n i was just trying to find you–" Jeon freaking Wonwoo, oh god no

and just with a gasp y/n tilted the cup to the point that it spilled all over wonwoo's pants and white shoes and was she so happy for doing that (mark the sarcasm).

"–for another practice" the older looked down onto his shoes, the once clean shoes were now stained with coffee and the black joggers was also wet with the drink.

"i am so sorry! oh god" y/n didn't know why she was bowing or why she felt more nervous than any of the time she messed with her other sunbae's.

Wonwoo's face looked shocked and a little bit confused, to which y/n got alarmingly scared of because of how calm he was.

"i'll wash it when we get to the dorm, i'm so sorry!" and y/n was almost crying,she didn't know why but she was close to tears. how many times does she need to mess things up with whom that she fell in love with.

"Y/n, i-it's fine, honestly just–" y/n got scared as Wonwoo sighs "–maybe you need rest just a for a little while, you seem weird for awhile now..."

he noticed. he freaking noticed.

and again y/n wanted to just scream and cry because she's already out of luck of making him return her feelings but also he found her weird. weird!

"i'll get going now y/n... maybe just go home and rest if you wanna" and maybe it was the weird smile he gave that crushed y/n or the view of the other walking away, but either way she was messed up.

in all sorts of way.

[ 4 t h w a y ]:

the beach.

the beach is always fun, especially with your friends or family and to y/n it was an easy place to relax and just have fun, like build sandcastles and play in the water but sadly y/n can't do it because of the weird feeling of being awkward around someone, someone you particularly like more than a sunbae and is probably one of the bestest things in y/n's life.

it was seungcheol's idea for the them to take a break, because they had been on a tight schedule recently and is drained from all of it (or maybe Wonwoo told seungcheol about y/n acting weird and this is a way for y/n to rest, atleast that's what she thinks)

so here is y/n, playing a sport she isn't even good at or doesn't even know that rules of it, it was beach volleyball and seungkwan of course made her join.

don't get y/n wrong,she did know the simple things like serving, receiving and all of those stuff but in over all she just wasn't really into the sport like the others are, but either way she just joined because maybe this will clear her mind up for a bit.

and it did! surprisingly it did, y/n didn't think of the older as they were playing, she heard his voice time to time and she doesn't know if it's because Wonwoo was really there or she was just going crazy but either way she was doing just fine with it.

until of course she messes up.

you see they changed sides of the court as they get into another set, and this time joshua's team was facing the clear way, while y/n's team was facing their hut, where the other guys that are not in the game are resting and y/n almost didn't want to do it because the chances of Wonwoo appearing is huge, much larger than y/n not messing up more likely.

and for some reason it was y/n's turn to serve the ball and it was fine and all,she knew how to do that, it may not be amazing but it was just okay but what wasn't okay is that as she is about to serve the ball her eyes catched Wonwoo walking over at the back of joshua's team, causing y/n to hit the ball not on the other team's direction.

but wonwoo's direction

and before the ball could land she catches wonwoo's eyes and just as it hits the other latter straight on the head,and what made it worse was that it was normal to the other guys but to her it made stuff way worse.

like before y/n bowed and apologized to the older which ended up with the older, again, shrugging her off but what made it worse was wonwoo's last words.

"at this point i don't know if something's wrong with me or is it just you"

and it may mean something else but all if did was the same thing,,, crush y/n's heart.

+ f i n a l w a y+

as soon as they got home after the whole week of suffering for y/n, the younger immediately went to the practice rooms to dance her little heart out, frustrations all released by the dance, making her heart lighter than the weight it was before.

but it seems like she just can't catch a break.

as she dances to a random song from her playlist, the door of the room opens revealing a Jeon Wonwoo looking to want to do the same thing y/n is doing at the moment.

and for some reason her phone's music logged, stopping y/n and making her face the older who is at the door with a blank face.

"Wonwoo–" "just tell me what's wrong y/n?"

Y/n felt her heart in her throat as she gulps down the feeling, looking at the floor and finding it much more interesting now.

"nothing's wrong, everything happening is just accidents–"

Y/n's words gets cut off as Wonwoo walks closer "accidents my ass! it just seems like you're uncomfortable with me, like you're avoiding me, like you're afraid of me–"

Y/n taps her foot on the floor, a sign of nervousness from the older's words

"–you keep on spacing out when you're with me, you get tense and you do all these things and you apologize like the world is mad at you for it! Y/n what the hell is wrong? cause i certainly do not know"

and y/n's walls break, tears slowly falling, it was just small but the drops were enough for the older to see, stepping closer.

"Wonwoo-nim, i-i just–

i fell for you, okay!?"

Y/n felt her breathing being heavy as the air swallows her full, not taking notice of the older stepping more closer to her.

"i love you more than i should've, and i don't know why everytime you're there everything i do gets messed up when all i wanna do is say i love you!" and that's it, y/n felt the air swallow her whole as she looks down again.

"breaking your phone in front of me was an i love you?"

Y/n looked up at the older as she takes a step back and older takes another step closer.

"breaking jeonghan hyung's favorite plate was an i love you?"

step back. one step closer.

"spilling coffee on me was an i love you?"

step back. one step closer.

"hitting me with a volleyball was an i love you?"

Y/n feels the cool glass of the mirror behind her back as Wonwoo corners her in the corner, face closer than before,she can feel the older's breathe on her lips.

"where all of those an i love you?"

Y/n looks down "supposed to be, but–"

"do you think all of those were enough for me to get what you were feeling? huh?"

"no but–"

"then tell me. tell me the exact way."

Y/n closes her eyes "i love you..."

and she felt a pair of lips on her's and she thinks she's dreaming but once she opened her eyes there he was, Jeon Wonwoo with his smiling glory.

and y/n was about to speak when Wonwoo dropped his phone

"i love you too, y/nnie"

maybe her stupidity isn't that bad at all.

+ 1

"you broke your phone too?"

"long story hyung..."

jeonghan looked over at seungcheol as he questions the two

"also hannie-nim i wanna tell you something..."

"hmm?"

and just as that seungkwan broke into the room looking knowing as ever

"JEONGHAN HYUNG Y/N BROKE THE PLATE!"

"oh that's– wAIT WHAT?"

"Calm down, these two just got together we should be happy–"

"L/N Y/N EXPLAIN!"

[diaryofageekgirl]

Mostly for myself b/c I want to make sure I don’t lose this somehow, but here’s the literal two hour conversation that @i-miss-balthazar and I spent talking about Benny/Balthazar:

i-miss-balthazar You were the Kat from my quiz??? I had no idea you shipped those pairings! And also Madison helping Sam in purgatory would’ve been way more fitting!

diaryofageekgirl Yeah I do! I have plans to do a rewrite of seasons 8 & 9, but it'll be forever before I get to them -_- And I love Madison a whole lot and would have loved to see her in Purgatory!

^What I meant by the season rewrites is I would include those ships in them lol

i-miss-balthazar You would :0

I need to read it

Please tag me, I’m BEGGING

diaryofageekgirl When I get to writing it I will!

i-miss-balthazar Do you have any Benny/Balthazar head canons???

diaryofageekgirl I could also write you a Benny/Balthazar one shot.......on a completely unrelated note, when's your birthday? 👀

i-miss-balthazar April 28th and that would make my entire year oh my goodness there isn’t enough Benny/Balthazar content out there

diaryofageekgirl 👌

i-miss-balthazar I didn’t mean to ship them so much it kinda just happened

Maybe I just want them to feel loved 😂

diaryofageekgirl I see Benny as someone who's very openly affectionate, and Balthazar as being someone who craves affection but sort of hides behind a sarcastic front? So Benny just s l o w l y wears him down into accepting all this love and adoration and Bal pretending to hate it but is secretly melting

oh mood

i-miss-balthazar Oh my goodness my HEART 🥺 that’s the sweetest headcanon ever and I totally see it. Benny would give the best hugs, I think.Balthazar’s 100% a little spoon xD

diaryofageekgirl He's got big strong arms - great for hugging & being the big spoon 😉

i-miss-balthazar For some reason I feel like Benny is taller than he actually is? Like I looked it up and Ty Olsson is only 5’10, but I always thought he was like 6’3 😂

Have you ever written about them before that I could read???

diaryofageekgirl WAit, he's 5'10???????

i-miss-balthazar Almost 5’11 I forgot about the decimal

diaryofageekgirl No, I haven't written anything for them yet. I'm working on my finale fix-it right now, then depending on how long that takes I might be going straight into femslash february after that. But after that I will at some point

aaaaaaand I just came up with another timestamp for the mer!verse

selkie!benny & merrow!balthazar

i-miss-balthazar Y e s

I had to look up what those are but wow am I glad I did

It’s perfect

i-miss-balthazar I like the idea of Balthazar playing cool in public but when it’s just the two of them he’s an absolute suck for attention, like a cat 😂

In public: sarcasm is my main form of communication In private: please hold me 🥺

diaryofageekgirl Oh for sure, just like, flat up against Benny's back, arms over his shoulders like "pay attention to me" 😩

i-miss-balthazar What about pet names for each other???

diaryofageekgirl I mean, just imagine Benny's deep Cajun voice calling Bal "mon amour". OR "MON ANGE"

and bal would call him something totally sappy in enochian but then tell him it means "pain in the ass" or smth

i-miss-balthazar Balthazar stealing Benny’s tee shirts even though they’re way to big for him because they remind him of Benny

diaryofageekgirl yessssssss

i-miss-balthazar Benny has nightmares about pirating/purgatory so Balthazar visits his dreams to calm him down and make him happy again because he can’t stand seeing Benny upset

diaryofageekgirl They're a nightmare in the kitchen bc Benny worked as a chef for years and is very particular about how certain dishes are made but Bal just keeps Adding More Alcohol

i-miss-balthazar Benny: no, you need to boil the alcohol out to use this Balthazar: that takes away all the fun!

diaryofageekgirl Benny: If you put too much alcohol in it won't set properly! Balthazar: That sounds like a You problem

i-miss-balthazar An iss-YOU not an iss-ME!! *pours more in*

diaryofageekgirl 🤣🤣🤣

i-miss-balthazar Benny’s not a morning person, and because Balthazar doesn’t need sleep he’s a morning person by default. So Benny’s always tired and grumbly in the mornings while Balthazar’s carrying on as usual so Benny will just catch him by the waist as he’s walking by to pull him into a hug and rest his chin on his angel’s shoulder because he’s still tired and just wants snuggles

diaryofageekgirl And Bal tries to keep doing whatever he was doing before and Benny just reaches out behind him and forces him to set whatever it is down and physically puts Bal's arms around him 🥰

i-miss-balthazar Midnight sailing date 🥰

diaryofageekgirl Midnight sailing date out over bioluminescent algae bloom: https://www.australiangeographic.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/11.jpg

i-miss-balthazar It kinda looks like angel grace if you squint

diaryofageekgirl That's exactly what I thought! (Benny def brings them there bc it makes him think of Balthazar's grace)

i-miss-balthazar Since Balthazar’s an angel and doesn’t technically need his blood do you think Benny could use him as a food source so he wouldn’t have to worry about robbing blood banks/eating people

diaryofageekgirl yessssssss that's exactly what I think!!! And Benny's unsure about it at first, kinda scared to bite him bc he's so used to his bite killing or turning people but Bal convinces him and it's so much better than blood bags

i-miss-balthazar Plot twist Balthazar’s blood alcohol content gets Benny drunk😂

diaryofageekgirl there's a blood of Christ joke in there somewhere but I can't think of it 🤔

i-miss-balthazar And the wine is my blood -last supper or something I haven’t been to church in awhile 😂

diaryofageekgirl Do you think he'd ever get a bit of grace along with the blood?

i-miss-balthazar In theory, I could see it happening. what would that taste/feel like I wonder

diaryofageekgirl I imagine it would be a moment of absolute euphoria

i-miss-balthazar Benny’s grip on Balthazar would tighten sharply, and Balthazar would let out a soft gasp of surprise and delight at the sudden possessiveness because secretly he loves it when Benny gets like that

diaryofageekgirl 😍😍😍 And Benny gets all blushy and apologetic about it later and Balthazar is just like "Don't you dare apologize for that. In fact, do it more often."

i-miss-balthazar My goodness I need more Benny/Balthazar content they’re just so perfect and I love them

diaryofageekgirl You could always write some 👀👀👀 Be the change you want to see in the world 👀👀👀

i-miss-balthazar Mmm soft movie nights where they’re bundled in a soft blanket and Balthazar’s in Benny’s lap so Benny can idly play with his hair while they watch the show. Neither of them particularly care about the movies they just like the cuddles

diaryofageekgirl (If you did I would be so down to read it)

i-miss-balthazar I might have to. However I promised myself I’d finish writing the next chapter in my main wip before I started another project so I may need some time.

diaryofageekgirl that's fair. Let me know if you do end up writing something for them

i-miss-balthazar Absolutely!!!!

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Difficult to Suss Out

Pairing - Ethan Ramsey x Charity Middleton (Open Heart)

Rating - General, just a kinda fluffy awkward chat between Charity and Ethan

Note - Just a random idea I had, let me know what you think

Taglist - @drakewalkerfantasy @ao719 @princess-geek @polishchoicesfan @binny1985 @desireepow-1986 @i-bloody-love-drake-walker @hatescapsicum @itscassandral @gardeningourmet @heauxplesslydevoted @thequeenofcronuts @kaavyaethanramsey @choicesolivia @regencylady1810 @dailydoseofchoices @storyofmychoices @choicesficwriterscreations

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Summary - Ethan wants to talk to Charity so uses a sort of valid reason to summon her to her office but she’s not convinced by his excuse

Word Count - 1139

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Ethan was sat in his office, on his computer looking through notes, he had paged Charity to come join him as he needed to talk to her, as Ines had spoken to him about her, saying she was down. It was a professional matter he kept telling himself but there was always this longing to be close to her.

“Dr Ramsey? You paged?” He headed and saw those beautiful blue eyes he had fallen in love with and he smiled at her.

“Ahh, Dr Middleton, please sit down” He said, trying to remain as professional as possible, even though he wanted to smile and she sat down, looking at him, what had she done wrong? He barely ever summoned her like this really, even if they were secretly dating.

“Is everything ok?” Charity questioned and Ethan looked at her, that familiar look in his eyes which sent butterflies through her and he took his glasses off, staring at her before clearing his throat.

“I was worried about you” He says, sighing slightly and looked deeply into her eyes, and Charity frowns at him.

“Why have I done something?’ She quizzes and looks at him.

“Dr Delarosa said you were a bit sad after dealing with a elderly gentleman, are you ok?” He presses and the day she had just came flooding back.

“I just treated a gentleman with dementia who had a chest infection” she insists, refusing to admit the gentleman reminded her of her granddad.

“Dr Delarosa said you were a bit sad, Rookie” He spoke softly, an almost affectionate tone.

“You want me to pour my heart out?” She questions with a bit of a nip to her voice and Ethan runs a hand through his hair, he just wanted to make sure she was ok.

“Come on Rookie” Ethan sighed, his voice was tender and he looked into her eyes, sometimes she was absolutely impossible to deal with.

“It just reminded me of my granddad thats all, just the way the gentleman was, his temperament” Charity admitted and Ethan reached his hand out to grab hers and she didn’t pull away.

“Do you miss your granddad?’ He asks with a softness to his voice and she stared at him, and sighed.

“I miss not seeing him everyday but I do speak to him most days” Charity admits and Ethan nods slowly.

“I am here for you, you know” he whispered and she looked at him, a small smile coming on her face.

“I know” she replied and sighed, and they just stared at each other for a couple of minutes before.

“How has your shift been?” Ethan asks, standing up, grabbing two mugs, and started his coffee machine.

“Good apart from the gentleman who reminded me of my granddad” she smiles and Ethan makes them both a coffee as a almost awkward silence takes over, Charity plays with her fingers under the table.

“I heard you did the whole resident thing” He says, putting the coffee in front of her and she frowned.

“The whole resident thing?” She questioned the older doctor and he laughed, as he sat down.

“You know where a resident catches a intern doing something incorrectly and just swooning in and correcting their mistake” Ethan enlightened and Charity shook her head.

“I’m just doing my job when I do that” she shrugs and Ethan can’t help but smile as he sips his coffee.

“Very true” Ethan nods.

“What’s this really about Ethan?” Charity speaks up, wrapping her hands around the mug.

“I don’t know what you mean, I just wanted to check you were ok” The attending insisted and Charity sighs.

“I wasn’t that sad about the elderly gentleman Ethan” Charity responded and Ethan sighed, sometimes he just wanted to talk to her, sometimes all he wanted to do was just talk to her and not have anything interrupt them.

“I just wanted to talk, I don’t know...” Ethan paused, he didn’t have the words to describe what he wanted.

Charity sighed before uttering, “I’m sorry, Its just been a long day you know” she sipped her coffee, and he nodded at her.

“I guess sometimes I just want to talk to you, I want to make sure you don’t overwork yourself, no matter how busy we get as doctors, everyone could do with a break every now and then” Ethan explained, and Charity gave him a look of gratefulness, he did care for her and he did try and look out for her.

“I’m sorry, its just your are difficult to read” Charity admitted and he frowned, he knew he had a issue with being open with her but he was working on being able to be open with her.

“I know” he utters and they sat in a comfortable silence as they both sipped their coffees.

“I did need to slow down to be honest” Charity admitted, and he nodded, if there was one thing about Charity he adored completely, it was the fact she was a hard worker she was always wanting to push herself, to prove herself and as much as he was impressed by her work ethic, sometimes it wasn’t the best thing about her and sometimes she worked herself a bit too hard.

“And everyone needs caffeine every now and then” Ethan points out.

“I could have got something from the cafeteria” Charity teased and Ethan chuckled, he wouldn’t forgive himself if he let her drink that caffeinated tap water.

“No, you know to come here for coffee” he nods slowly as he speaks, and she raises an eyebrow, in a playful manner.

“I am honoured, Dr Ramsey, oh my god, my heart is swelling” Charity sent a smirk his way and he shook his head, exasperated with her.

“Really Rookie? I can always retract my statement if you would like and you can have that caffeinated tap water” Ethan threatens, a slight smile tugging at his lips.

“Oh please, Dr Ramsey, I do apologise” Charity pouted and he shook his head.

“Sarcasm does not suit you, Dr Middleton” Ethan remarked and she smiled, sometimes he was the easiest person to be around, and she loved it when he was like that, when he could just relax around her.

“I happen to disagree Dr Ramsey” Charity smirked and Ethan leant over, and pressed a kiss to her lips, shocking her but she relaxed into it.

“That was nice” she whispered and he smiled, before he was paged, he picked his paged up and looked at her.

“Fancy coming to work with me, Rookie?” The professional look and persona took over and Charity checked her pager she wasn’t paged so wasn’t needed elsewhere and would check on her other patients when she had finished with helped Ethan, so she went with Ethan, the professional boundaries up again.

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Fangs and Weenies

"Laxus has an embarrassing injury and he does not want to talk about it, okay? So no one bring it up, alright?"

This on it's own might have seemed like some sort of mocking statement, dripping in sarcasm and begging for further inquiry, but it was coming out of the mouth of Mirajane Strauss in her simplistic sincerity. Her typical bright grin wasn't at it's fullest illumination and she seemed a bit troubled, even by her own words.

It didn't help that immediately following her words the slayer, who'd been his typical brooding self beside her only moments before, made the face of having sucked on the most sour of lemons before letting out a deep growl of, "Demon."

But he wasn't declaring her this (he felt it was rather obvious, especially given the past moment, that she was with certainty one), but rather using his most affectionate of terms in a rather demeaning way, his tone carrying a darkness that typically was not waged towards the woman he otherwise spent his days doting upon. At his sharp words, she looked stricken, eyes watering as she looked up at him.

"I was just making sure, dragon," she complained softly, "that they didn't ask."

"They wouldn't have known," he growled right back, "had you not said anything at all."

The they in question, his most faithful followers and her two dorky siblings, all blinked around the table at one another, absorbing the tidbits of information provided in separate ways. Lisanna and Bickslow, who'd only moments before been having something of an argument over what smelled worse, coffee or tea (one was nectar of the gods, the other was dirty water; they just couldn't jointly decide which was which), decided to shelve their argument for the better one before them; just how had Laxus gotten this embarrassing injury. Evergreen and Elfman, who were having a very heated argument in regards to how much of a man he was or was not (and oh, they were just getting started), continued on with this discussion, but did pay some mind to what was truly important; where Laxus had gotten his embarrassing injury. And Freed, poor Freed, who'd known it was a bad idea, to agree to this lunch between the group of them, only took in the biggest of breaths to face what he was certain was the biggest takeaway from Mirajane's revelation; that the day would not be ending on a high note.

Mirajane, at her boyfriend's words, blinked back her tears and even nodded, just a tad, considering them before the grin on her face spread to it's fullest as she giggled, that silly girlish one she'd kept hidden for so much of her childhood.

"Oh, yeah," she agreed with the man as he only seethed beside her. "I guess you're right."

Bickslow snickered along with the woman, tongue falling from his mouth as his babies, not ones to behave themselves well anywhere, including the diner they'd all found themselves gathered about in, obnoxiously began to laugh along with the man. Their father jeered through his own laughter as he said, "Boss, what kinda things you doin', eh? To get injured?"

"In an embarrassing way," Lisanna was quick to add with a smile on her lips while Laxus' dark eyes turned to dart between the pair. "I can think of a few embarrassing situations, but-"

"Oh, Lissy, don't," Bickslow was quick to interject. "If you're imaginin's are anything like mine, it's better not to think of 'em, eh?"

"If they're anything like mine," Evergreen remarked, her eyes falling away from her boyfriend to eye Laxus, "they're at least interesting."

"Meaning what?" Elfman complained as, with one more growl, Laxus finally moved to pull one of the final two chairs from the table, gesturing for his girlfriend to take her seat. As she did so with a giggle, her older brother only remarked, "Don't sexually harass Laxus. He's my brother."

Admittedly, Freed was not expecting that one. Choking a bit on his coffee, he glanced around at the table to judge the reactions of the others before finally remarking openly, "I do not believe that was their intention. Although-"

"It certainly wasn't mine," Lisanna was quick to add, taking in the disapproving looks of her siblings. Well, Elfman was kind of annoyed, at Evergreen, and would use anything to knock her down a peg anyways, while Mirajane was mostly confused by his assertion, but she really wanted off the subject as quickly as possible. Skating around sexual topics? Sure. Falling through the ice into them? Not pleasant. Especially not when the undertones were so dark.

"Were you uncomfortable, boss?" Bickslow sucked his tongue right back into his mouth. "Apologize, Ever."

Never. About anything. At all.

"Yeah, Ever," Elfman was quick to add. "Apolo-"

"Don't make your life more unpleasant than it already seems," Freed cautioned the large man as Evergreen was only distracted from making it so by Laxus quick words.

"It wasn't sexual," Laxus was growling at them all as he slammed down in his own chair. "Is that what you perverts want to hear?"

It wasn't what the waitress, who'd been headed over to the table to take their orders, wanted to hear which is probably why she quickly turned on her heels and busied herself with another. Shock value was lost, however, on the assembled group, save Mirajane who blushed while making a face at the slayer.

Bickslow though just cackled as he said, "It's not what I wanted to hear, boss, no."

"Wait, are we talking about the harassment?" Elfman questioned as he bright a finger up to his head, scratching a bit as he thought. "Or the injury?"

"The sexual," Lisanna snickered into her hand, "injury."

"I just fucking said-"

"Laxus," Mira warned at his growl and the man only went back to sulking, arms folded over his chest as he wished for his soundpod. His girlfriend did reach over though, to pat at his arm. Her tone much more serious now, when she addressed the others and said, "He didn't injury himself while we were...having...sex."

No one was enjoying the tide of the conversation then, other than Bickslow of course, tongue finding its way right back out of his mouth as he said, "Some solo action then, I take it, boss?"

"We are," Freed remarked sternly as Laxus shot the seith a look and Bickslow nearly choked on his own cackle, "in mixed company."

"When has that ever stopped any of you?" Evergreen remarked with a frown.

Lisanna had fallen eerily silent however as, rather than continuation to egg on her boyfriend like normal, she found herself staring across the table at her sister's, eyeing the slayer heavily. Already bothered by the accusations being hurled his way, he found her gaze the tipping point.

"What?" he growled in her direction for, oh, probably the first time, but Lisanna only blinked in reproach as Mirajane looked to him in something of a warning then.

"Behave," was her single warning.

It was enough though, as the slayer was fully conditioned to it. He lost some of his tension though, still bothered, he continued to return Lisanna's stare.

"Well?" he insisted in a tone that Mirajane must have decided was appropriate to use with her younger sister. But still, Lisanna didn't back down.

"I was just observing," she replied as the slayer narrowed his eyes. "I think I know exactly where you're injured, Laxus."

He stifled some and Mirajane, knowing that she was for certain going to have to hear about how she'd caused all this later that night from the man, considered her own fate in all of this. If the past was any indicator, this would inevitably lead to Laxus intermingling the teasing he was getting currently with some sort of previous trauma suffered in his childhood.

And she could not hear another story about snowmen.

She just couldn't.

"How, Lissy?" Bickslow began to eye the man as well, no longer leaning comfortably (perhaps a bit too) in his chair and instead slamming it down onto all four legs of the it right back down as he leaned forwards now, pushing his visor up so he could study his idol as well. "I'm practically an expert on the boss's body, yeah? And I'm just not picking up on-"

"You're what?" Elfman questioned with a glance of his own, but it was at the seith instead.

"So is Ever," Bickslow defended. "And Freed. You don't spend hours upon hours around a person, looking over every single aspect of their life without becoming an expert."

"Speak," Evergreen complained as she produced a fan and hid the bottom half of her face behind it, "for yourself."

"He's right though," Lisanna kept up. At the woman of stone's glare, she was quick to laugh kind of and add, "I just mean, it's because I spend so much time with him that I noticed-"

"You spend a lot of time with Laxus now, do you, huh? Lissy?" Bickslow wasn't jealous though. No. More proud. Sniffling, he wiped at his eye. "Hear that, babies? Lissy's joined the dark side. She took realizes the boss's many fascinating features."

"His what?" Elfman asked, glancing over the man himself, hoping to see what every other person at the table did, between Mira's love and all the other's apparent infatuation. He just wasn't getting much out of it though. "Hey, Laxus, show me a fascinating feature."

"Would you shut up, Elfboy?" Even though he hadn't really said (or done) much that day, Laxus was most annoyed with him. Mainly because, as previously mentioned, Mirajane made getting annoyed with Lisanna pretty much off limits. Elfman though he had something of leeway. "You're on my fucking nerves."

"Hey!" Elfman wasn't one to take being dismissed well, however. "I defended you, before. Cause we were brothers."

"We ain't fucking brothers."

"Please, everyone," Bickslow begged. "Don't fuck your brothers."

"I have a very pressing engagement." Freed began to rise even though, so far, his lunch had just consisted on guzzling a glass of water while trying to ignore the other's lunacy, "that I just remembered-"

"Then it ain't," Laxus growled, refusing to be left alone with all of them; then he would surely be outnumbered, "that pressing now, is it?"

"Oh, I get it." Mirajane beamed brightly all of a sudden. "Bickslow. That was a play on words. You don't really think anyone here does that, you were just joking."

"Oi, Mrs. Boss, you wound me." He patted at his chest. "You and Lissy are the only one with a brother here, at the table, and well, to think I'd sacrifice the two of you for the sake of a joke-"

"I really don't find it too hard to believe," Evergreen remarked though she was still eyeing Lisanna.

With good reason. If she transitioned into the Thunder Legion lifestyle then, well, there just might not be room for Ever anymore. She valued her relationship with Freed above all (and fine, maybe the one she had with Bickslow as well), but she also knew how much sway the seith had over the rune mage. If Bickslow suddenly decided Lisanna was a much better fit for the only female position on the Thunder God Tribe then, well, Freed could certainly possibly swayed. Especially if Lisanna's Laxus information was more up to date than Ever's. Given the fact she now spent most of her days arguing (flirting) with Elfman, this very well might be possible.

What horror.

"I thought I had a brother at the table," Elfman fumed, too bothered by this to question the seith's motives, "but I guess I was wrong."

"Uh, can I get back to what I was talking about?" Lisanna even raised her hand a bit, just to try and regain control. "Because I definitely am not and will never be interested in any of Laxus'...features."

As Ever breathed a sigh of relief, Mira only realized this would only spawn another complex for the slayer, who she'd then have to hear whine about how he wasn't attractive enough anymore. Or something to that affect.

"Really?" Bickslow was disappointed. "But they're so fascinating!"

"I was actually talking about you," Lisanna explained as she looked up at her boyfriend then. "Bickslow."

And that time, as he swallowed his tongue back into his mouth and allowed his visor to fall back over his eyes, there was very little play in his attitude anymore as he only smiled, a real one for once, no snarky or creepy comment hidden beneath it.

As the others took this in with their own biases (Freed and Laxus, once more, questioning if Lisanna really was in love with the seith or having just fallen victim to his eye enchantment, Mirajane grinning herself, truly, at the idea of her sister so in love, Evergreen trying to hide the fact she was, at the very least, pleased that Bickslow had finally found someone, and Elfman, poor Elfman, still too torn up about apparently not having a brother to care much), Lisanna was quick to step right back in and crush all of Bickslow's hopes and dreams.

Err, well, she didn't let him revel in her admonishment for long, at least.

"I spend so much time around you, Bickslow," she informed them all, "that I picked up on some things."

"What kinds of things?' he asked, all geared up for some sort of praise. "Lissy?"

"Your tongue."

Freed was done. With all of them. But he was also at least somewhat curious as to what this had to do with Laxus (plus, maybe at least a little bit, he did enjoy their obnoxious behaviors…), so while he did make a face at Lisanna's assertion, he did find himself listening for the explanation.

Taking in the doubting glances of the others (as well as the side ways ones that Laxus and Mirajane exchanged), Lisanna only insisted, "Bickslow's always letting it hang out, from his mouth, when he gets excited."

"She's right," Bickslow agreed with a solemn shake of his head. "Gotta flash the guild mark. Show off my proudest accomplishment."

"Your proudest accomplishment was robbing my grandfather as a child and me and him taking so much pity on you, we let you into the guild?" Laxus griped, but Bickslow only nodded.

"Oi, boss, I can hear the pride in your tone!"

"But because he's so excited," Lisanna was keeping up, "sometimes he accidentally bites it. And when he does bad enough, he talks that same way you are, right now, Laxus."

"How am I talking?" he challenged, angry.

"Ho' dam ay 'alkin'?" Evergreen mimicked, like her mouth was full of marbles.

About right, Laxus figured, given she'd clearly lost hers, to challenge him. This seemed to dawn on the woman about then, who lowered her fan and grinned sheepishly at the slayer, but it didn't matter. Lisanna wasn't relenting.

"Admit it, Laxus," she accused with a heavy finger that, had he not been so shocked by the clear accuracy of her assertion, Freed might have punished her for wagging in the direction of his idol. "You bit your tongue and are now embarrassed about it."

For a moment, the whole table considered this as deeply as any of them could consider anything. Elfman, even, relented on his stewing just to add his own remark.

"Not much of a manly thing," he replied his opinion to no one, really, given it hadn't been requested. "Being such a weenie about something like that."

"Weenies!" Bickslow slammed his hand to his forehead, looking around. "We're here for lunch! Hey, we ever going to get serviced, huh?"

"Bickslow," Ever hissed a this behavior as the waitress, used to their weekly Thunder Legion, Strauss sibling meet up, gave them her typical dirtiest of looks.

Freed however only glanced between Mirajane and Laxus before asking, "Is it true then? All of this was merely about...biting one's tongue?"

"No. Shut up." Laxus was still extremely pissy, clearly. "All of you."

"Behave, dragon," Mira sighed. Just as quickly though, she said, "Yes, he bit his tongue. But no, that wasn't the embarrassing-"

"Mirajane-"

":What, Laxus? Why can't I tell them that they didn't guess it?"

"Because it's not a game, woman! It's my life!"

"Stop yelling at me. You're the one that's so embarrassed about your stupid teeth! You big jerk!"

AS Mirajane buried her head in her hands and, after a long groan, Laxus took to patting her awkwardly on the shoulder while muttering his apologies, the others took a moment to, once more, glance between themselves.

"Your," Lisanna finally prompted when it was clear Mira's tears were as fleeting as ever, "teeth, Laxus?"

"Shuddup." He was too busy worrying about how he'd clearly hurt his demon's feelings to care anymore about their idiots. "All of you."

"What about his teeth?" Bickslow cared little for tears or dramatics (that weren't his own) and only began to press his girlfriend's sister. "Mirajane?"

Sniffling, she lifted her head then. "No. I promised dragon that I wouldn't-"

"Might as well fuckin' tell them," the slayer grumbled as, the worst of her emotions behind then, he went back to sulking. "Take it in then, you fucking morons. All of you. Yes. My incisors are too long. And my canines too sharp. Yes. When I get angry or passionate about something, sometimes they grow slightly. And no, I am not always able to account for this and sometimes bite my tongue, very badly, and yes, there is blood and no, I don't care about any of your opinions of me so fuck off!"

He felt relieved, completely, of his burdens, and the next breath he sucked in filled him with extreme contentment. As Mirajane blinked away her remaining tears, she did grin, just a bit, at the stares from the others before reaching over to poke with little fear at Laxus' cheek.

"Dragon," she explained, still poking at the cantankerous slayer, "has fangs. And they're so cute!"

"Mirajane," he warned.

"They are," she insisted. "We were very busy, you know, now that we adopted that cat? And it was finally learning to use it's litter box- Well, it was digging in it, anyways, and Laxus was very excited for his kitty and I was too, really, and then I told him that, you know, if you can potty train a cat, you can probably do it with a baby too. Or even better, a dog! And then he started to get annoyed with me, because he loves his kitty so much and that's fine, but I want a baby or a dog and we were getting kind of heated in our discussion and he was getting all pumped up, because he knew he was losing the argument because I'm right, a baby or a dog would really complete our apartment, and then he bit his tongue, really hard, and it was bleeding and I was worried he'd bit it off, but it clotted, eventually, so now, we both agreed, a kitty, dog, and a baby is definitely the best combination. Or, well, I decided. Laxus had trouble speaking for all of last night, so he didn't say much. You agree with me, don't you, dragon?"

Laxus felt like the one who wanted to cry then. Cry for the situation he'd gotten himself in. You fall for a demon and you never get back up. What an awful, horrible scenario to find yourself in.

But as he was considering his fate, the others were considering the words of his girlfriend, who was giggling, fully over her tears by then, at the idea of, in the very near future, finding herself not only the very proud cat mother she was today, but hopefully the dog and baby mother of tomorrow!

Freed, however, was able to find his voice and put into words what most of the others were thinking.

"What," he asked slowly, "goes on at you two's apartment?"

"Nothing," Laxus grumbled around his wounded tongue and clearly resentment of this portion of his life being aired, "good."

"Yet," Mirajane warned the others who were in varying degrees of doubt.

"This was a great lunch." Evergreen got to her feet then. "But I think I'm full."

"We haven't gotten anything yet," Elfman complained though, he too, found himself getting to his feet.

"I've had," his girlfriend insisted, "my fill."

And, well, now brother-less and really questioning if he even wanted Laxus to ever really be his brother (this tooth story did not paint the slayer in too highly of a light), he followed along Evergreen, realizing at least somewhat he was lucky in this.

Now that Laxus was mad, he was definitely going to make the others pick up their own checks.

Which is why, getting back to the menu, Bickslow was aghast at the prices.

"And no weenies," he grumbled as he glanced over the menu once more, just to be sure while his own girlfriend only sighed. "What nerve."

Freed though looked to Laxus then, somewhat curious as he asked, "So did your cat learn to use it's litter box or-"

"No," he grumbled. "It still fucking hasn't."

"So we're not ready for that baby just yet," Mira conceded. "But soon. I can feel it."

"Not too strongly, I hope," Lisanna teased and Laxus only groaned, wishing suddenly he'd been able to escape with Evergreen and Elfman.

As horrible as the pair were, at least they didn't look to him for a constant source of amusement. Everyone at the table, however…

"I didn't even get to tell you, Lisanna," Mirajane was going on then, "about the wedding."

"Whose?" her sister questioned right back.

"Ours," she said, gesturing between her and the once more grumbling Laxus. "If we're gonna have a baby, then we have to-"

"Can we ever just talk about something, Mira, between just the two of us? Without sharing it with it with absolutely everyone? Huh?"

"They're not everyone, Lax," she told him with a bright grin and shining eyes. "They're our family."

Looking over them, from the way Bickslow was whispering to Lisanna, no doubt trying to figure how to get out of paying for their meal, and Freed, supposedly so busy before, was awaiting more juicy gossip from the lips of the oldest Strauss, and Evergreen and Elfman, gone from the table, yes, but visible then, through the windows of the diner, arguing with one another once more, Laxus found he'd liked it much better, when it was just him, on his own.

"Aren't they?" Mirajane's hand came over again, but this time it was just to brush against his cheek gently and get his gaze back on her. Her eyes were always so captivating and held onto his with such ease. "Dragon?"

"Yeah, I guess they are," he sighed in defeat as he subtly nuzzled his hand into her touch. "Demon."

[theprettysetterclub]

hi! could i Please get a haikyuu matchup? i’m a 5’3 slavic girl!! i’m open-minded, talkative and rebellious. i love to joke around but my sense of humor can sometimes be interpreted as being rude (but it’s never my intention!) i always talk before i think, i’m stubborn and i often use sarcasm. when i meet someone new i’m always really nice and polite. i need to create a bond with someone to be fully myslef and i sometimes can 'judge a book by it's cover' (i’m working on this!!) (1/2)💌

(2/2) 💌 i can be really affectionate when i’m close with someone. when like something i can’t shut up about it, i’m really energetic and kinda chaotic. i love art, i enjoy painting but i’m not really good at it. i also like reading (my fav book is The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt) and watching movies!! i’m interested in literature and criminology! i loveee calligraphy. i’m often daydreaming (i’m a big romantic!!). i’m always trying to be optimistic, i’m an ambivert!
thank you so much ❤️

is it weird of me to say that i love the self-reflection in this? also, you sound a bit like me if i was actually cool klfdjlkj 

ANYWAY, i match you with… 

azumane asahi! 

✧ if there’s one thing i love, it’s a contrast of personalities in a relationship. when it was going through your shortlist, i was really stuck between him and someone else (you’ll see later), but the more i thought about you and asahi,,, the more fond i got hhh

✧ honestly, it might take you two a while to get close. he’ll likely be a bit intimidated by your rebellious nature, and his anxiety leads to him constantly misinterpreting your jokes. there’s also the potential you might judge him a little on his appearance (and let’s be honest, having someone be a trembling mess in front of you isn’t a good look). but once you two start to bond over some stroke of luck, you’ll both realise what fools you are because my goodness you two are great for each other 

✧ you both need a bit of time to get really comfortable being yourselves, and i think that adds something deeply meaningful to your relationship. you two would have a bit of a slow-burn, where you’d be very close friends before romance was even on the table. but, that just makes this all more wholesome

✧ your talkative, energetic and chaotic personality balances out his quite well! he’s more low-key, and he has a tendency to overthink. i think that you would build on each other’s weaknesses in a lot of ways; he helps you think a bit more before you speak (which, bless), and you’ll be able to help him relax and ‘let loose’ every now and then. you’d have a natural talent for making him laugh; and there’s few sights better than asahi laughing 

✧ he really appreciates the fact that you’re always trying to be optimistic, because he struggles with erring on the side of negativity (hhh remember suga karate chopping his stomach sadkljd) but seeing you trying to look on the bright side might help him challenge that line of thinking more often! 

✧ aaah i can easily see the two of you making art together! he grows up to be an apparel designer, so this sort of thing is right up his alley. he also tends to find making art with you relaxing, on top of it being a good opportunity to bond. he has a particular fondness for your paintings, even if you think you aren’t any good at them, and he likes to hang some of them around his room (and his office, when he finally gets one)

✧ he’s a big softie, so he loves that you’re affectionate. and honestly, he finds it kind of affirming? if you’re hugging him or kissing him, that means that you definitely want to be with him; and since he can get a bit stuck in his head, a lil kiss to the nose really helps bring him back down to earth. 

✧ but, it means that you’ve got a little (big) koala whenever you’re trying to go about your business. whether you’re watching a movie or reading a book, he’s going to have his arms wrapped around your waist and his face nuzzled into your neck. he can’t help it, he’s fond. sometimes, he’ll just gaze at you while you’re daydreaming like “wow,,, i can’t believe she’s dating me,,,”

✧ you guys are just so cute,,, i could keep rambling but i’m going to reign it in but you two would be the most delightful couple and there’s nothing anyone can say to change my mind. 

other matches!

✧ oikawa tooru: okay but i love the concept of you two being able to let your walls down around each other and be truly yourselves,,, he’s the other person i was stuck between, so he’s a strong contender. you’d absolutely start as rivals lkjdsklj you both can come off as a bit rude because of your senses of humour (although, he might mean it where you don’t). but, i think you’re too similar to not end up getting along, you know? you’re both super affectionate with each other (and oikawa absolutely uses pda as a way to show you off), and you’d be the most talkative couple. no really, you’d never shut up. and you’d have the wildest conversations because he likes to engage your open mind! he also likes pester you into writing his name in fancy calligraphy, just because he thinks it’ll look cool dklsdfj

✧ kuroo tetsurou: i think he’d like your sense of humour because he’s a massive tease, as well as your open-mindedness! like oikawa, i think he’d be fond of how talkative you are, and you two would always have the most interesting conversations? he’d be very understanding of the fact that you need to be quite close with someone to open up to them, and he’d treat those boundaries with respect. but, once you were comfortable with each other, you’d be the most chaotic couple skldj throw bokuto into the mix and you’re a little disaster trio,,, also, the two of you have so many shitty movie marathons. you’ll end up with a near comprehensive knowledge of every bad movie ever made and i think that’s beautiful. 

[lazygeisha]

tagged by @thewickling for “wick wips” - thank you for thinking of me! 💖 I don’t really write anymore as it seems my muse has left me, probably backpacking around Europe getting drunk and partying- lucky muse. I feel horrible that I’ve left an unfinished story over at AO3, but apparently not horrible enough to force myself to finish it. 

I *would* however, like to someday finish this ChuxGuo WIP I have on my computer, if only for myself because I have NO idea if anyone reads or ships ChuxGuo anymore - I will love them forever, but I’m weird.

“A Little Less Conversation. Perfect.” slightly long excerpt:

The door opened in the middle of Guo’s second knock, the hand poised to rap again snatched to pull him inside. Chu Ge’s warm, gentle smile was enhanced by the soft glow of candlelight illuminating the apartment; so many candles were lit, he’d have suspected a power failure if he hadn’t seen the hall light working perfectly. His boyfriend’s outfit was different than the usual clothing he wore; snugger if that were possible, the not-quite-buttoned button up shirt showing off more of his chest than the normal tank top.

“Hi.” The word was spoken softly, seductively, prequel to a lingering kiss which left them both a little dazed, despite several months of dating and innumerable kisses. “Mmmm... Are you hungry?” When those words were spoken like that, growled into the kiss, it felt like there was more to that question than was asked, the breathy “uh huh” an answer to the underlying question.

“Confess, how many cookies did you eat?” Chu seemed to enjoy the flush creeping over his boyfriend’s face. “Two.” When the silence lingered, he sighed and admitted, “Five.” Guo Chang Cheng found himself pulled into an affectionate hug, an amusement-filled kiss pressed to his hair with words that sounded very much like “God, I love you” said so quietly he almost missed them. Startled, he pulled back enough to search Chu Ge’s face for any sign of sarcasm or joking. All he found was a pair of mocha eyes gazing back at him with adoration, sort of goofy tilt to his expressive lips. “Yeah, I do”, a hint of surprise in his voice.

~~~

He’d not meant to confess, he didn’t realise he’d slipped into love until his boyfriend tried to lie, badly, about his cookie intake. He’d never felt love for anyone before except his brother, hadn’t ever had the intensity of feeling like this, the urge to protect, to possess someone entirely, to make someone else happy no matter what it took. There was something in Guo Chang Cheng that triggered the urge to build a life with him, in that instant he recognized without hesitation that there would never be anyone more perfect for him, never be anyone who with a simple glance of those cinnamon eyes could reduce him to a mass of staggering want, make him think of a home… Children. He was sure his words were unexpected when disbelief shown on his boyfriend’s face, in a way that slightly hurt. He’d tried so hard to show him that he was loved, cared for, and yet he hadn’t seen it. Had fled to his safe, happy place to eat cookies and play with kittens, alone. “So, next time you’re hurt, come to me. Or take me with you. I like cookies and kittens too. But I love you.”

Xiao Guo moved his mouth to reply, nothing came out. Those gorgeous cinnamon eyes glittered with tears, some of which overflowed and slid down his face. Shu Zhi cupped his jaw with careful hands, brushing his thumbs to wipe away the moisture before pulling him in for another kiss. After a moment, he felt more than heard “I love you too” murmured on his lips, felt hands slide up to pull him deeper. Tongues teased languidly as if they had all the time in the world, small sounds of passion slipped out and echoed in the apartment, caresses exchanged; all of this wasn’t new; now, however, there was more than just desire fueling them.

Before it got out of hand, he kissed his way along his boyfriend’s jawline to lightly lick his ear. “I promised I’d feed you, so we need to stop.” Snorting at Xiao Guo’s grumble of dissatisfaction, he stepped out of his arms to pull him towards the sofa. “Luckily you’ve eaten five cookies so you won’t be starving. This isn’t actually really dinner, more of a demonstration.” He picked up a black piece of cloth off the sofa, holding it up. “You need to wear this.” Those glittering eyes widened in outright shock. “Um, what?” Chu repeated himself. “You. Need to wear. This. Trust me?” He cajoled, “Please?” when Chang Cheng paused, then gave a hesitant nod of the head.

He removed the ever-present shoulder bag, dropped it next to the sofa and turned him around. “Let me know if it’s too tight. I don’t want you to be able to see, okay?” Slipping on the blindfold, he tied a firm knot. “Good?” A quick nod in response. “Okay, sit here for a moment, don’t touch.” Chang Cheng was gently placed on the floor, back to the sofa. “I’ll be right back.”

~~~

He heard Chu Ge move off to do whatever, feeling a little weird with a black cloth covering half his face. Tonight was both wonderful and slightly strange. He was still buzzing with the confession, nerves thrumming with both the aftereffects of the kiss and the fact that he was sitting on the floor in literal blind trust while his boyfriend prepared him for something. All of that overlaid with a feeling of being home, wanted. Maybe he could finally work up the courage to take his clothes off.

The sound of returning footsteps alerted him to whatever was going to happen next, the thunk of plates being placed on the low table in front of him sounding louder in the silent room than it should.

“Okay, scootch up a bit.” Hands pushed him a little forward, he felt Chu Ge slip in and sit behind him, his legs bracketing his own body. “Comfy?” Comfy? Try turned on? Excited? Nervous? “Um... yeah.”

Whispers in his ear, accompanied by the graze of his boyfriend stubble sent shivers over his skin. “Good. Now, taste this.” He felt something cool and damp against his lips, scented lightly like peach. He opened them up to let his boyfriend slip it in, feeling a thumb brush his closed lips. “Chew and swallow, please.” The finger continued to caress his lips as he did as requested. “Try this.” Another cool, moist piece of peach was placed in his mouth, this one more fragrant, again asked to chew and swallow. “Which one was better, Xiao Guo? First or second?”

Trying to speak was proving difficult. “Um, the second one. It was sweeter.” He felt arms come around him and hug him quickly. “Good, good. Now try this.” A small, round object was placed at his lips. “Open.” Blueberry. Again another round object was placed against his lips, smaller this time, again was requested to taste it. “Which one did you like more? One or two?” Chu Ge seemed very happy that his answer was two, it earned him a kiss on the temple.

And so it went for the next few minutes; asparagus, shrimp, strawberries, raspberries. Each time a request for Xiao Guo to tell him which tasted better, each time a reward for the ‘right’ answer. Finally, the blindfold was removed and Chang Cheng blinked at the soft candlelight, re-accustoming his eyes to the room. In front of him on the low table were all the things he’d sampled, two of each kind, one larger than the other. He turned questioning eyes on his boyfriend, saw a slow smile steal across his lips. “Every single time, Xiao Guo, you chose the smaller one. You said the smaller one tasted better. Do you understand now that bigger isn’t always better?” Chu Shi Zhi stood up, pulled him to his feet, wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, mocha eyes gazing into cinnamon ones. “Smaller things are as good, if not often better, love, than larger things. That idiot in gym class couldn’t appreciate you for you. It sucks for him and I’m sorry he hurt you, but I’m happy for me that I grabbed you and he didn’t.”

Xiao Guo gave up even trying to hold back the tears. Unable to express his overwhelming emotions, he simply clung to his boyfriend like he was the only thing keeping him alive and let them flow. Soothing hands swept up and down his spine, calming, reassuring; utterances of love and comfort washing over him, easing the storm. Finally, he relaxed, mumbling quiet apologies into Chu Ge’s shoulder. “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to turn into a mess.”

He felt a small kiss on his forehead. “It’s fine, don’t be upset. You know I had an ulterior motive for this, right?” His boyfriend wiggled his eyebrows in what was supposed to be a provocative way. “Ugh, please don’t do that, you look like Chief Zhao when you do that and it kinda kills the mood.” He did not want to think about his boss when he was contemplating getting naked with his boyfriend.

tagging @mansikkaomenabanaani, @darkice712, @theswiftiewholived, @florbexter 

NONE of you have to do it, but I am curious about your WIPs.

[imacrowcawcaw]

@oblvions @shes-outta-sight @lazingonsunday @karrotkate @satans-helper thank you all for the tags 💗💕

A buttload of info about me:

Last thing I read: "Lovers" by @satans-helper 😍😍😍

Favorite Book: The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle

Favorite Movie: Beetlegeuse

Dream Date: Imagine this: a nice, plush couch, covered in down pillows and fluffy blankets. There is a fire in the brick fireplace, the wood smoke combines with the scent of Nag Champa incense and the homemade treats that cover the low table next to the couch. There are brownies, bread rolls, cheeses, bowls of fruit, dipping sauces, cakes, sandwiches - a whole feast of my favorite foods. My partner and I would cuddle up on that couch, listening to my favorite symphonies on the record player in the corner and talking for hours. This isn't really a first date thing, more like an established relationshil date, but god I'd love to just spend an afternoon surrounded with my favorite things and my favorite person.

Do I have a crush?: Not really. There are people I find very very attractive (a friend, Sam Kiszka, Duff Mckagan in his 20s, Lucy Lui) but nobody that I'm actually romantically and sexually into.

Hobbies: Swimming, observing nature, browsing Pinterest, daydreaming, writing, reading, making art, singing, listening to music, love to cook

My favorite time of day: late afternoon, right before the sun sets. I'm usually free to do what I like, the temperature starts to drop, I can watch the sun... it's nice

If I could choose what I looked like, anything, what would it be?: I want tattoos, and more piercings, I'd love to change my hair color again - it's been natural for awhile but I think I want either burgundy or bright blue. WINGS! I kind of want giant, strong fairy wings, and maybe glowing eyes, a forked tongue, and tattoos that move and change (kinda like Maui lol)

Am I romantic?: Yeah, I'd say I am. I love to treat people, friends and significant others, but I'd be especially affectionate and romantic for a partner. I'm constantly buying gifts and things that remind me of them, cooking for them, planning dates and buying tickets for things I know they like, quietly taking care of stuff I know they need to do, cuddling, complimenting... I love to shower my partner in affection 24/7

My favorite kind of weather: Late Autumn, generally. About 55ºF, cloudy but not raining, windy

What do I like to talk about?: Lol I talk a whole lot and I've probably talked about everything at some point. One of my close friends and I particularly love to debate religion, mythology, magic, history, and the intersections of those. We also regularly plan heists and crimes lmao

My turn-ons: Long eyelashes, pouty lips, dirty hands (motor oil, paint, flour, etc), sarcasm, seeing someone get excited about something, compassion, casual physical affection

My turn-offs: Nastiness without a reason, knees (I just think knees look weird idk), Trump supporters, 100% pessimism (I understand being depressed or doubtful or being generally a pessimist, but if you adamantly refuse to see anything in a good light and try to ruin it for others f u c k y o u)

If I got a tattoo, what would it be and where?: ohhh I want tattoos so bad but I'm saving up and I'm not certain about some yet.... but I know that I'm getting a tree of life matching with my mom, I want mushrooms, pine trees, lavender, wildflowers (all for personal reasons). I'd also like to make maybe a charm bracelet of sorts with little charms for my favorite bands, books, movies, and other peices of media. I know that interests change and I might not like something in 30 years, but I see my life in periods of interests and I want to catalogue the things that shaped me

My pets: I have 3 cats - Pumpkin Pie, Lady, and Sweetheart

My dream job: I just want to live a free life doing what I want. I want to grow my own food for the most part, and raise animals, and paint, and write, and play music, and go on random adventures, go antiquing, decorate my home from my travels, learn without expectations - I don't want to exchange a fulfilling life for financial security from some mundane modern job.

My dream place to live: Secluded, in the forests of Oregon (or maybe Pennsylvania idk) on the bottom third of a mountain, on my own little farm

My dream vacation: I just wanna go explore historical landmarks and buildings

My dream house: A beautiful historical house -- like an 1870s American farmhouse, or a craftsman cottage, or a Victorian painted Lady, or maybe a New York brownstone -- filled with antiques and records and books and artifacts that I've collected. I LOVE antiques so much, everything would be of fine craftsmanship, it would be lavish and inviting and packed with interesting items at every turn (I want my house to be a curios shop lol) I also want a big ass kitchen and nice woodwork, I literally get horny over original built ins

My piercings: Sadly, I only have my standard ear piercings right now, but I think I'll get more soon. A nose ring, eye brow bar (yes I know that's so 2000s but I like them), probably 4 more on each ear, navel, nipples

If I had kids, what would I name them?: I love older, interesting names, so - Euphemia, Hartford, Monroe, Malory, Louise (me lol), August, Fredrick

My worst traits: I'm incredibly stubborn; I love talking to people but I'm awkward; lazy and don't care; I'm a bit of a collector/hoarder; I bottle up any anger or sadness I feel so I don't inconvenience others

My best traits: I love to give and help; I try to make people comfortable around me/in my home; I have excellent taste; I appreciate quality, culture, and creativity; I have many interesting interests that I'm eager to share and learn more about; I'm very creative

My worst fear: a painful death - I'm not afraid of dying, even though I'd rather not, I just don't want it to hurt

What do I want to eat right now?: Well, considering that I just ate my first bit of solid food in 3 days and immediately had to run to the bathroom... nothing

My favorite vacation memory: *blushes* my first kiss AND nearly my first time (we went like halfway): making out with this dude, son of my mom's friend, at my family cabin

My favorite city: I really don't know. Timber, OR, let's say

My favorite social media platform: Tumblr or Pinterest (does that count?)

My favorite article of clothing: My leather motorcycle jacket. I can't actually ride a motorcycle (trying to remedy that because *sexy*) but I got it a few years ago and it makes me feel so fucking badass. It's heavy, about 15 pounds of good quality leather, has lots of secret pockets in the lining and some cool looking zippers and studs, but nothing crazy. It's hella warm and comfy, I wear it everyday it's cold enough to

Do I play any sports?: pfft no. I like to swim, and I'm interested in baseball and tennis, but I suck at them and also I just don't like team sports

My favorite meal: What I order when I go to Buffalo Bills - a pesto/feta/mozzarella/Italian sausage/basil/tomato/garlic pizza, with homemade potato chips and chunky blue cheese dressing for dipping. If I had room, I'd finish with Marionberry cheesecake pie from Sherri's (but I am incredibly sick and have no faith in getting better enough so I feel like I'll never be able to eat like this again)

What am I excited for?: The winter holidays! I'm atheist, so Christmas is all about the personal stuff and non religious family traditions for me. I love the decorations, the music, seeing my family, baking, giving and receiving presents, it's all just so fun

What am I not excited for?: Cleaning my room, it really really needs it though. Also just continuing to live like this. I'm not suicidal, I'm just in a lot of pain constantly and I don't know what to do

When was the last time I cried?: an hour or so ago, I'm in loads of pain right now

What is something I hate about the world?: There's too much to choose from

What is something I love about the world?: children and nature

My favorite scents: vanilla, lavender, pine, Nag Champa incense, BBQ meat, pizza with basil, rosemary, my Dad's cologne

Cats or dogs?: kitties 💗

What kind of sleeper am I?: A weird one lol. I can't lay on my stomach for more than 15 minutes without it making me incredibly nauseous for the rest of the day, but it's also my favorite way to sleep cause its comfy somehow... I can't lay on my back without a pillow either, 30 seconds in and the nerves pinch so bad I'm screaming. I snore, and I sleep deep, but it takes a long time to fall asleep and usually only beeping or banging noises wake me up??? Like I said, I sleep weird

How long would I survive in a zombie apocalypse?: I really don't know. I have some skills and the drive to learn to fight, but I am currently, as I'm sure y'all can tell, very sick and I don't think I'd be able to live with so much movement and so little medicine

Am I trusting?: Generally, I probably trust too much but I'm not gonna stop

What fictional characters do I identify with?: there are many I like but none I identify with

My most common labels: Mom friend, butch, that weird fat chick (doesn't bother me tho), the well behaved daughter, old soul

My life's anthem: I really am not sure if this is a good anthem song but I love it so so much... Take Me In Your Arms (Rock Me A Little While) by Kim Weston - you see where I get my love of long titles lol

Problems I'm dealing with: my health and whatever painful sickness is wrecking me, figuring out what to do with my life, saving money, getting my anxiety under control, getting the house to actually heat up because I'm cold as fuck

How can someone win me over?: let me express my interests and feelings, show kindness, be funny

What is something people don't know about me?: Idk

Not tagging anyone, this took over an hour

[ambitionsource]

also 001 zc im springing it all on u

spring it all on me baybee. i’m ready. i’m thrivin

Zay & Charlie

When I started shipping it if I did: oh if i were a viewer, i think i’d be sniffing out this storyline EARLY. literally from the moment charlie leaps up to volunteer to tutor him in 103 and then is all “you’re so unapologetically yourself” with all that Awe i’d be like... mhm. okay. mhm ok mhm mhm mhm right mhm....... although i think i would be skeptical. i would be kinda like (as i think some of you were) are they actually going to go through with this...... are they playing me 4 a fool.... but then when you watch 112 after so much build and theres the RUNNING ACROSS THE CITY TO GET TO THE AUDITION AND AINT NOOOO AWWWYWYWYWYWYAAYWAAYYYYY AND THE LOUVRE KISS LIKE WAHAHAHWAHWAHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH -- yeah i’d be in it from there. you don’t see it coming going INTO the first season, but to be honest zc kind of Owned the first season in the later half there. they were subtle in some ways but then they really just brought the mf PUNCH

My thoughts: so. clearly. i love them. fdkjshgkjsg i think i have a lot of fondness for them because they really organically blossomed in the first season in a way i wasn’t expecting. as y’all know, we broke the story for the second season first and then backtracked to s1, and i will be candid... charlie was like... not a person when we first outlined s2 JFGDSKLGKDFGKLFDH. he was in a relationship with zay, and it was supposed to be this big surprise going into the second season, but otherwise we really didn’t like... know what to do with him or honestly had THOUGHT about it. but then as we started working on s1, he just kind of... emerged, as well as their storyline of barely acquaintances to friends to unexpected lovers. and i really really love what they grew to be. they’ve been one of the best parts of writing the show tbh and i have so much fun writing their scenes, even when they’re challenging (cough 208 cough, one of the most difficult scenes i’ve ever written in anything ever)

What makes me happy about them: i love how they see the other person for who they actually are, how they can cut through the bullshit and see the other for how they wish they could be seen (charlie seeing zay as more than the popular “cool” kid that he has to put on as a sort of defense to survive at aaa, and zay seeing charlie for who he actually is beneath all of the facades he’s created to please the rest of the world) and how that allows them the courage to try and actually BE those things. like. charlie may not have ever gotten to a point of really considering accepting his own sexuality if it weren’t for zay, i think -- especially since zay then gave him this incredibly SAFE space to figure it out AND loved him at the same time. i love how they demonstrate such a Balance for one another (there’s that key word again!), like how in s1 a core part of their friendship is the fact that charlie seems to be the only person zay really has who cares about all the things he cares about but also isn’t... a crazy monster the way everyone at aaa is fDJSKFLDG. and zay brings balance to charlie in showing him its okay to have fun, to be imperfect, to throw a swear word around or not give a damn sometimes or do things just because he wants to. and that’s important! that’s major! and then i just love love love how they’re playful with one another but it comes from this very sincere fond place. their dynamic would not be what it is without their sort of teasing nature, but it NEVER feels like it’s coming from a place of animosity, it’s always this affectionate kind of banter. i’m really picky about how teasing translates into romance, and i think the way they make it work is a fave thing about them for me. i’m forgetting like 4324325 things i wanna say here but i love them MUCHO

What makes me sad about them: so. hm. yeah. you know how there are those otp ask games or gif memes and there’s always that category that’s like “it’s right, just not right now” ships? i have always disliked that category bc i think people constantly misinterpret it (or its just a poor label to apply to a ship lmao), but i think they are actually a perfect example of what i think that label is supposed to represent. charlie and zay are 100% right, but not right now. they can’t be right when charlie is still trying to figure out so much of his sexuality and his sense of acceptance, because no matter how much they love each other it’s just not fair to zay to have all these conditions on their relationship. like, it’s great that he likes him enough to be okay with it, but it shouldn’t be that way in a truly healthy situation. yknow? and when the rules keep changing or grow to be confusing (i.e. how charlie seemed to be improving in 207 but then backslid majorly in 208), you end up with like... well, miscommunications like 208. and those can be brutal.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: again, i’m just projecting based on my experience in fandom and observing fandom, but here are a handful of things i think would be common in zc fic that would drive me up the wall. 1) babying and/or pandering charlie to the point that he’s just like... this uwu baby gay that completely strips him of his complexity, surprisingly sharp sarcasm, all his uneven edges and quirks, etc. 2) fetishizing of them both or more specifically, racism surrounding the portrayal of zay 3) a complete bashing of charlie’s faith, as that goes against how he’s written + his arc as a character [ like if you gotta work thru ur own grievances with organized religion then by all means, but it would probably bother me bc of his characterization and im literally not even religious lmao ] 4) banter that crosses the line and goes into that territory of lowkey bullying or tasteless that is a squick for me

Things I look for in fanfic: so of course, characterization that allows for the complexity of both of their characters would be A1 from day one as usual. would always love something that highlights the dance thing since that is... so important to their relationship in the show lmao. people who could capture their delicate balance of banter would be whew!!!! also random but i thought about it earlier today -- when winter olympics rolls around again, who is gonna write the ice skating au? it’s only a step or two away from dance y’all, let’s SEE IT!!!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: zay would make the best of any relationship he gets into, but he and riley could be cute as i have mentioned before (altho i naturally prefer them as best friends, but they would treat each other the way they deserve which is important). there’s a character coming in s4 who i actually really enjoy with zay, but that’s a spoiler and neither here nor there... as for charlie, i again will make my vague comment about appreciating lucas x charlie... and that’s all i can say on that.............

My happily ever after for them: god i just. i want them to be happy and in love. and i mean that in that they’re happy with themselves, so they can be happy with one another. like, TRULY happy without all these conditions or strings attached. and to be able to be happy together IN PUBLIC. literally can you imagine. CAN YOU IMAGINE??

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: hmmmmmm again, i think it would vary. but i think my inclination is that typically zay is the big spoon, although i will say i think charlie is overall more cuddly (not that you’d ever assume so in public bc he’s so repressed DSJKFJDSKLGFDLKG)

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: i assume we wanna discuss the ones... that aren’t dance DJSKLFJDKGJFDLKJGKDJHLKDH. aside from the obvious, i really do think zay and charlie like to go out and explore together and just like... share experiences. like going to art museums is a big one, and seeing live performances. art is something that really connects them and i don’t think that can be understated, and one of their favorite things is experiencing art together and then getting the other to talk about their opinions on it. i also do think that while zay isn’t big on literature, he can be swayed if charlie reads to him. art completely aside, i think they like to go to the grand central market and browse / try new things. they also like window shopping, but that’s kind of funny bc their styles are so different so they’ll be like ooh and the other will be like rly. FDNSJKFDJSLGJDSG. omg they should have a day where they just get to dress the other person up all day in different stores... THERES a fun activity... zay is dressed head to toe in GAP and he’s like please set me on fire fJDSKFJDSKLGJKDLFG

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hiya!! could i get a pba matchup for fe3h? im pan, infp and my ennea is 4. im very closed off when you first meet me, my responses are limited to a couple words. it's very hard to get to know me since i dont trust easily + im v anxious talking w/ strangers. once im comfy with someone im kinda chaotic. im an instigator for trouble for fun, i make a fool of myself to make others laugh. making other people smile makes me feel good. im over the top and overdramatic, I speak in sarcasm even (1/2?🌾)

to aid my dramatics. spinning elaborate stories about passerbys. on the other im also a huge softy, i love animals lots. i talk to my cats, gave names to the birds that always come to our birdfeeder, and rescue bugs from getting stepped on. once I start a book, I finish it the day I start it. I love to write and draw too. rainy days are my favorite, I go for walks in the rain by myself often. then when it’s storming ill sit by a window and watch till it’s over. i just love nature lots.. (p2🌾)

hello hello! you sound adorable!! and i’m sorry this took so long!

partner: marianne!! you two would be delightful i’m,,, 

i think marianne would appreciate having a bright, cheerful partner, and you tick that box! 

furthermore, you love animals! i feel like that would be a pretty big prerequisite for marianne; even if her partner didn’t love animals, she’d need them to respect them. knowing that you name the birds that frequent your birdfeeder and that you adore your cats? she’s sold tbh 

you seem very kind, and that’s something else i think marianne would admire in you. i think you’d be the sort of couple that’s always looking after each other in the little ways, whether it be packing snacks into your satchel before a long day, or making you a tea while you’re working on something. 

i’m not crying but please imagine listening to a storm as you sit by the window, wrapped in blankets and each others arms,,, i’m emotional 

while you and marianne are both quite difficult to get to know, i feel like that’d be the reason you actually got along in the first place?? i think marianne’d get a bit sick of people trying to force her to open up, 

OH and you’re one of the few people that can make marianne laugh with ease,,, she really enjoys your chaotic side,, or when you’re being a bit dramatic, and always gives you a little kiss on your forehead whenever you’re making a fool of yourself. 

best friend: i tossed up a few people for this (mercedes is an honourable mention), but i think claude would be a surprisingly good fit! 

claude would tease you relentlessly. about everything. it’s all affectionate, of course, but this boy does not let up,,, you better get some nicknames for him in your arsenal. most sarcastic friendship. it’s kind of incredible.

he’d also tease you for your dramatic side, and the fact that you’re quite shy; claude loves his secrets and mysteries, after all (i literally just watch the flayn support where he says “i have a crush on your secrets” what a fuckin NERD). an easy way to tease him would be to pretend you have secrets that you’re not going to tell him. watch him go feral. 

a big reason i chose claude was because you said you’re kind of chaotic when you’re comfortable with someone, and i feel like he’d really enjoy that energy. you’re both trouble-makers, and you guys would be kind of notorious for it 

i think you guys’d have great comedic chemistry. furthermore, i feel like you’d be able to chat at length about all sorts of things; claude’d particularly enjoy when you spin elaborate stories about passer-bys. he eats it up. he’d probably even start analyzing them himself. 

you’re always swapping books, too! claude would love to talk to you about all his analyses of the stories and the myths and the historical canons he delves into, etc. please tease him for being the World’s Biggest Nerd

lords of the prank,,, and of making other people laugh. like, people both distrust you guys bc they don’t know if you’ll target them next, and they adore you guys because you’re so funny. 

admirer: raphael

honestly i think a big reason raphael would like you so much is because of how well you look after marianne,,, 

while you’re closed off at first, i’ve said time and time again that raphael is so gregarious and friendly that, if you don’t run off after the first few minutes, it’s going to be hard to to be friends with him. so, i think you guys would be good friends, his little crush on you nonwithstanding 

i feel like raphael would also love how you make a fool of yourself just to make others laugh, and that you enjoy making others smile. they’re traits that he has himself, and it’d really draw him to you 

okay but raphael trying to get along with the animals in an attempt to get closer to you but he’s just too loud,,, he’s speaking birdese again someone please stop him it’s scaring them away-- 

of course, he’s not going to say or do anything about his feelings (he thinks you and marianne are the most adorable couple around, after all), so he’s perfectly happy to admire and support you from afar 

(honestly he’d also fit the best friend category as well but as you can see, it got a bit carried away with claude so,,, but i essentially think that raphael would just be,,, so fond of you)