#thank you for sending me this ask <333333 i will likely never be okay ever again

[httpiastri]

JACK JACK JACK ADJFFSKAK HAVE YOU SEEN THISS

I am losing it. i am so mentally unstable after seeing this image (jk im just chilling in my placement prep class and pretending to not be overwhelmed with everything) but JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

I will not be reachable for the next like ten days because im going to be too busy thinking about clems abs and the way his waistband sticks up I’ve this jeans and his stupid leather loafers because everything he does is so endearing-

bestie. bestie. bestie. i am fREAKING OUT??????

he’s actually insanely gorgeous. like i don’t…. i don’t know what to say?? how am i supposed to ever get over this??? i don’t think i’m capable of it. like literally this picture has brought me over the edge to pure insanity, w o w

and it’s so funny because marcus is literally right there looking like a full five course meal and yet i can’t take my eyes of clem because he’s just so !!!!!!

[malkaleh]

I really want to do my end of year sappiness post right now so I am going to do it. This year. This year, this year was the year that the fact that I made it is something I have to talk about it, because honestly I wasn’t sure between everything. And in the trauma (the activated Jewish Trauma Genre), in the hate I have also found love. Am Yisrael Chai. We live. I live.

Which is why I have to first send my love to my Jewish Mutuals/Friends and to Jumblr - @cephalopodvictorious @captainlordauditor and just, every one of my Jewish Mutuals and people who have sent kind words. Who have made me, a patrilineal mizrahi jewish woman reconnecting with her heritage and faith because of abuse feel Jewish enough to go to Synagogue.

This year was, despite everything the year I reconnected with old friends (shout to my friends in physical space - E, R, C and C), I took an art class, I swam more, I wrote a bunch of words, I found my love of art again and discovered that I might, might be good at it, I even asked for things like gifts even though it’s Terrifying.

To my saatis. My sisters. My chosen family. Thank you for everything - the phone calls you let me schedule, the chats and the wise words and the blorbos and from some of you the in person hugs (there will be more I will offer hugs to and I will also hug again). @shes-a-voodoo-child @bibliothekara @wheresonichedgehogwnt @pearlsthatwereeyes @star-anise @notabuddhist @kawuli lemonsharks @maevedarlings @ruffboijuliaburnsides @taibhsearachd @blackeyedgirl-writes @armyofthedaegiloth @strangeetudes @findingfeather

@bessemerprocess @sarking @jesidres @kshandra @amadistuff FRIENDS. FRIENDS. Love you to the moon and back - and we are here. We are here.

And @geeoharee - The Sherlock Content <3.

To the Pocket Friends Who Have/Are Becoming(If It’s okay obviously!) Become Friends: @rahabs whose kindness I will never ever forget. To @theladyelizabeth who patiently answers my questions about all kinds of Tudors Things and who is like, The Best. To @nocompromise-noregrets for Ellie, for answering archives questions and just in general. To @gen-is-gone - a saati in the making, holder of correct Doctor Who Opinions forever. To @herawell - the bravest when scared, indulges my OT3 verse. To @miabicicletta - one of the best fic writers, so generous and kind and whose comments make my entire day. @eidetictelekinetic - my favourite Tudors Fic Writer is my Friend Now and is awesome.

@jkthinkythoughts <333333.

@lorata - whose worldbuilding leaves me in awe and who is just, frankly absolutely great.

@isagrimorie because CORRECT DOCTOR WHO AND BEST META

@feuillesmortes for never failing to make me think, to post beautiful poetry and for the best H7/EOY sources and for always, above all being kind.

@hoursofreading @becauseforoncethisisme (special shout out to you <3) @disredspectful (oh my gosh your words)

@anhaga @goshawke @beatrice-otter @alexseanchai <333333

Also @nurselaney for indulging my Thomas/Mihrimah Content and also the women of the SOE.

@sherwoodknights for Scarlet Pimpernel and also Patrick Gibson feels.

@quillington - for correct Anne Boleyn and Scarlet Pimpernel thoughts and also being The Sweetest.

@lordlykisses - kindness and Taylor Swift. And @cleoselene for Taylor Swift and kind words I will also never forget.

To The Cromwell/James Frain Appreciation Brigade - @uncheckedaggression @reallyginnyf (also a fellow hurt/comfort enjoyer) @cinemaocd - thank you <3.

To all the West Wing Discord People - I adore you. Thank you for being so kind and welcoming and wonderful.

And to all my mutuals. Thank you for bearing with me this year, with so much kindness. I know it’s been A Lot but I have, despite everything felt so so loved.

[mushiewrites]

CONRGRATS!!!! 300 followers is so cool I’m so happy for you! :D

for the fics, what inspired rise & shine and what possessed you to write Round One and The short(s) Struggle

from this milestone post / rise & shine / round one / the short(s) struggle

I am excited about explaining all of these, they are all so special to me omg elliot thank u for sending them in <3

also loving that you asked what possessed me, bc honestly I have no idea :D but whatever it was, it needs to do it again right now

rise & shine was written purely out of spite and 1000000% towards summer bc she was being a little shit and I was feeling evil.

exhibit A:

once summer told me she thought george was the meanest, I went with sap with the lee bc I hc both of them with horribly sensitive thighs, so it was always gonna be between snf since the target spot I had in mind....was thighs (gee I wonder why???????)

after that I kind of blacked out and wrote it. It was done pretty quickly, like I've mentioned before I'm way more motivated to finish something when it's targeted at someone else! (: it's just more fun and it doesn't really feel like I'm pressured to finish it or anything bc I want to sooooo bad anyways! and like I did with my other fics targeted at summer (yes there are multiple! :D) I just included things I knew got to her, and bam, good reactions!

exhibit B & C:

so yeah, this is why rise & shine was made! there was no planning in advance, nothing leading up to writing the fic, it was simply bc summer was being a little shit and I was feeling evil enough to write a reaaaaaally mean fic at her <3

I do it purely for the "MUSHIE", which I have sooooo many screenshots saved of <3

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okay......round one. okay. look. this was also for lee!george week, and it was born bc I NEEDED to do an intense tk day. it's just my branding, I needed them to destroy poor lil georgie ):

it's a litttttttttle bit self indulgent Im not gonna lie. a lot of what was written was from possibly personal experience, and I really just tried to write a lot of what I thought would be super intense tks for george (I also added in lil digs at someone but I will not be naming who <3)

I wanted to explore things that I hadn't publicly posted yet, like oil and some specific tools. I actually had a lot more plans for this fic, a lot more spots and tools and techniques, but I was running out of time, and left it off so I could revisit it as a sequel (which I absolutely am, I already have some plans written out)

but uh....mostly this one was self indulgent. I can't even lie about it, it was definitely written for me (and a few other people) more than anything 🫠

that's all I'm saying about round one (: <333333

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short struggle!!!! my tiny sap in his tiny shorts!!!!! literally was inspired by the tiny shorts he was wearing when he streamed a clothing haul when he was in LA <3 my brain chemistry has never been the same since <3

like….look at him???????

I have been saying this for half of my fics but like….I really was just mindless when I wrote this? I saw sap thighs and immediately got the idea for dream and george to latch on and never ever EVERRRRRRRR let go <3

sap is so tiny and small and a baby panda, and normally I love when people are sweet to him, but I just needed him to get his shit absolutely ROCKED in this, I have no explanation really, just that my brain went insane and I made dnf do what I wanna do to him :3

this was cals reaction in the middle of me writing the fic btw:

“why me!?” is one of my favorite lil dialogues I’ve written for sap just bc I can hear it so clearly in his lil raspy voice through his lil raspy giggles with his lil nose scrunch <3

short(s) struggle was purely bc sap couldn’t help but show off his thighs on stream, and i couldn’t help but destroy them <3333333

[sunflouwerhabit]

hello! good day! i hope you are doing so so well and you're finding things to be happy about in your everyday life! <3

i once asked you a question on anon about the reality of vulnerable relationships, and you gave me a very very well thought out, well-articulated response, and i appreciate you so, so much for it.

i apologize for the extremely late response to it! i just wanted to tell you that the answer you gave me (oh i loved the rambling please never apologize for using your words <3) gave me a lot to think about, over time. it has genuinely made me more open to being vulnerable in relationships with my friends, as well as with my partner, and i just wanted to thank you for it. im still not very good at it, but, it's made me want to try to become better at it, so. we'll see how it goes, i guess. :]

not only that, but also seeing healthy relationships being portrayed in your fics has had such a genuine impact on me, so. just know that there's someone out there whose life you've impacted for the better, who thanks you for it. :]

also! as an update! i have since finished down the line (ASHFJDSJSGSH) !!!!!!! the angst ? the raw ??????? my heart was in my throat, oh. i LOVED it, heavens, 10/10, no notes. and !!!! im so so very excited for your and rogueskimo's in the name of being excited, i love the premise, i cannot wait to have time to read it :)))

that is all! i apologize for the looooong read, but i just needed to tell you that your answer did, in fact, help. thank you for your time. :D <3

HIIIIII HELLO <333333 it has been awhile since this ask was sent in, but reading it made me the absolute happiest ever. i remember your first ask and am so happy my very rambly response could be helpful (i am never not rambling, hehe. i have not yet mastered the art of shutting up ever!).

i’m so proud and happy for you! it’s amazing to know that my words could have some sort of impact, and the journey you’re on isn’t always easy, but starting it and making the conscious decision to try is the very hardest part, so. you’re very much on the right path 🥹❤️

i’m also not at all a natural at being open and as i’m going on my own journey of learning to be more vulnerable, i’ve also learned to afford myself quite a bit of grace because we’re all works in progress and we aren’t perfect. i was driving around with a friend i talk to about this a lot with and i told her how i felt like i had to start over again with a lot of my relationships in the past year and she reminded me that none of us are born emotionally mature/with all the skills needed to build healthy relationships and that made me feel much much much better. we all have work to do, and that’s okay, but the important part is that we’re trying 🥹

and MY BABY DOWN THE LINE!! AHHHHHH!! im so so happy you enjoyed it! my fics are my literal children and my pride and joys and im just so happy you’re enjoying them 🥹 thank you thank you thank youuuu! writing angst is my absolute passion 🤪

and it’s been long enough now that in the name of being honest is officially OUT! if you have read it, i hope you enjoyed :-) liz and i are so unbelievably proud of it!!

and thank You So much for this ask! i love love love the long messages. sending you so much love and best wishes for a lovely day 🥹❤️

[minsbutt]

🌹 (i love you very very much thank you for working so hard and for being an entire queen!! you deserve the entire world and anyhow i love you very very much queen!! haha i really do oki ill stop i love you please never forget that! i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you!!)

HI OKAY FIRST I GOTTA SAY THIS YOU ARE CUTE (you cant argue w me sorry I only speak the truth) now that I got that out of the way you are literally one of the sweetest people ever, idk why we weren't mutuals earlier but I was really missing out ;; you are so kind to everyone and you always post such sweet things (TAKE THIS ASK FOR EXAMPLE IMMA CRY) but like you also have such a pretty blog I love the colors you have for your theme (they aren't colors I see a lot on theme up here and they work so well I love!!!) and you really just brighten up my day anytime I see you on my dash. pls take care of yourself during this time I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!!!

send me a “🌹” and i’ll give you a compliment!

[koqabear]

?/?/!/!/!/! JUST FINISHED OYD that was probably the most fucked up fic i've ever read (which is a compliment even though it sounds so mean😭) the way the anger, rage and fear in me just went 📈📈📈 this ask is all over the place i'm so sorry but i haven't calmed down from reading yet and i don't even know where to actually start you really didn't lie when you said these men were insane😭😭 the situation started off bad and by the end it was literal hell🫥 and now that i've finished my heart is just hurting so badly for both soobin and yn but especially him there's a genuine ache in my heart brb need to look at soobin tweets to make sure he's okay LMAO about to reread the part where he runs to her and get my heart broken all over again😁👍🏻 and i should've seen the reveal coming but i can officially say that i'm naive and felt like somebody hit me upside the head when it happened🫶🏻 never trusting a man again . i am actually so sick and vile for just sending this to you now after i've been meaning to for what feels like the last three decades🫥 i am SOSOSOSO in love with your works!!!!! i came across take it and proceeded to read through your whole masterlist in one sitting but couldn't find you again until you posted hey emo boy and i was about to shed tears of joy😭😭 i absolutely love your world building and when you kept updating the word count apologizing for how long it got i was like 😈😈😈 i love seeing LONG fics and it's so hard to find them for txt</3 so i just keep reread yours hehe i was so excited to read and it exceeded all expectations!!! this once again manifested your spot as my favorite writer on here i genuinely cannot put into words how much i admire you😔 thank you so so so much for posting, i hope you rest well after working so hard on it<333333

ASKSGAKAHK RAHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAGGGHHHHH

I absolutely loved writing unhinged insane men, I think I might do it again in the future—

Soobin, the poor man… I really did do him dirty, but I’d like to think that if beomjun were normal fucking people the two of them would’ve been able to spark an actual relationship <3

I think the slow spiral into insanity was my favorite part to write, watching how they slowly begin treating her worse and worse was fun to portray haha

Also I absolutely loooove world building and long stories, you can trust me to keep contributing it to the txt fanfic community 🙏

I did feel kinda bad when updating the word count because I keep wondering if it was overkill and if people would even read it… but amazing people like you encourage me to keep going 🫶

Thank you, I can’t begin to express how happy I am to hear that you enjoyed all my works <333 things like this really stick, and trust me your review had me giggling and kicking my feet. 

I did indeed rest well, and I am more than ready to torment everyone with my insane concepts ❗️

[whenispeakicrossmyfingers]

Skam Fic Love Fest Day 1: Comments

I’m excited to share a few comments that have made my heart melt over the last year. I’ve never written fanfiction before I got into Skam, and doing so has been a huge influence on my life. I don’t post a lot, and when I do, I know that most of the time it’s for a very niche ship. BUT the comments that I’ve gotten have meant the world to me and remind me that I’m not alone <3 

So without further ado, some faves: (most of these are from ao3 and idk if these people are on tumblr, but if you are, please let me know so i can send you some love 💕)

Time Can Do So Much and Still You’re Mine? 

My biggest thank yous go to MarysC, nessauepa, and Evakkk because they commented on nearly every chapter and really kept @stardustheartbeats​ and I going with this insane idea. most notable were:

MarysC: Yes, this chapter was amazing and super hilarious. Yes, maybe my favorite so far. But excuse me. Gabrielle Valtersen-Bech Næsheim.Gabrielle Valtersen-Bech Næsheim.THIS IS THE CUTEST SHIT EVER! OH MY GOD!!!! I'M DYING!! I CAN'T HANDLE IT. JESUS, SO CUTE! <333333

nessauepa: I was so happy that you updated it. I was thinking about this fic a couple days ago. Im really fond of this. I would like you to keep this forever. <3

Evakkk: this was so good!! Super funny and Evak was so in love and adorable and the banter was amazing! And jonas and Mik really added to the fun and the betting was super funny! This is such a fun fic to read so far! Keep up the great work!

MarysC: I miss this fic so much!!!! :( Hope everything is ok with you, guys!

These all just made me smile so big, and MarysC’s last comment gave us the motivation we needed to finish and I honestly can’t thank them enough. This fic would not have been finished if we didn’t get that, so thank you ❤️

You Steal the Air Out of My Lungs

arindwell: This was lovely! I loved the way you characterized Mikael here; it felt so perfect. Thank you!

waitineedaname: This is so cute!!!!!!! I love these two omg they compliment each other so well - Jonas's steady, grounding nature works perfectly with Mikael's excited energy. I love love love this

puddingandpie: i've come back to this fic a lot and read it over and over because i really enjoy it but ive never commented and im rectifying that now i really enjoy this i enjoy all the little tidbits of life that you weave into this about jonas and his journey as well as who mikael is i love friendship as well im a big fan of that and there was a lot of that in here and that was lovely i really liked this i just wanted to let you know :)

These three mean a lot to me because the characterization of Mikael is something I take really seriously, as well as Jonas/Mikael’s dynamic. Also the fact that someone has read this story multiple times means the absolute world to me. This was the first Jokael thing I ever posted and I was (still am) terrified, so getting comments like this keeps me going. 

A Thrill of Hope

I got a lot of great comments on this but I owe the biggest thank you to @towonderland72​ for hers: 

okay so I'm currently crying at work, my god. Help. I love this movie more than pretty much anything else I've ever seen, and this absolutely, perfectly did it justice. Isak and Even in this are amazing, but I have to say I am so EMOTIONAL about Harold and Mikael and Jonas, I can't even tell you. This is the best gift, so thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart for writing something so magical and lovely <3

This was a bold fic and I basically wrote it in a fever dream, but I spent like, every minute of my spare time on it before Christmas break when I should have been focusing on my students. I love this comment a lot too because it got me more involved with fic writing in general and has helped me become a slightly more active participant in the writing parts of this fandom

Running Home to You

There are a few parts to this series, but here are some comments that stuck out. 

puddingandpie on I'm Growing like the Quickening Hues: hi i really loved this also i left kudos on this ages ago but im rereading it lmao bc i liked it that much <3

JDolgovaa on I'm Growing like the Quickening Hues: hello :) I just wanted to say a couple of words... I started to search for mikael/jonas fanfics just yesterday, I’ve never read anything about them, and sadly there’re too little written about them. I wanted to say that this story is incredible, it’s written so beautifully, the words you picked to describe the dialogues, characters, surroundings ... wow I’m in a complete awe of you and your beautiful mind <3 I’d love to read more from you! you’re incredible.

Strangeristalking on You Make My Heart Breathe With Ease: This was such an amazing story! I'm begging you for more of this pair! You do them very well <333

momotaro87 on Lets Take Our Time in the Moonlight: I love this series!

also @scorpiopeaches for asking for more, and my unbearably lovely anon the other day who told me they would anything else from this series. 

A lot of these are really simple but they mean so much to me!! I know that posting Jokael is not going to get much visibility, but the readers that I have are so sweet, and make me so happy to love such a weird ship so much lol. 

This got really long and I feel super sappy. Even if I don’t seem that sappy, I promise you my heart feels like honey and I have squealed with joy and pink hearts and screenshotted each comment and sent it to caroline because it brings me such joy. Thanks to everyone who reads and writes, and thanks fo @evaksbinder for organizing this love fest. I feel really full 💕☺️🌷✨

[whipplefilter]

Hey girl, can you write a short fic about Cruz meeting Harv? I was very curious as to how that interaction would play out (plus you write Harv so well!!)

This ficlet is a bit random, but I gave it a shot! I feel like Harv would talk at/through Cruz more than anything, since in canon that’s basically all we’ve heard him ever do, haha, but Cruz tries to get something out of the encounter anyway. :) Thank you for the ask, babe!!

Cruz knows it’s him–has to be. She knows Harv by his voice, which is the way everyone knows Harv. And everyone knows Harv. 

He’s working the room like the pro that he is, calling everyone by name and asking after particular business ventures, favorite haunts back home in states not-this-one. He knows their grandchildren’s names. Not because he’s met the kids but because he’s got Facebook, and facebooks, and in Harv’s biz, knowledge is power. Well, knowledge is potential. Power is not being afraid to use it. Harv’s fearless.

“Ramirez!” calls Harv, as though he knows her. They’ve never met. “Lookin’ good! Digging the metallics. Great race last week–you got that sizzle, kiddo.”

He speaks at a rapid clip, personable generalities that, Cruz realizes, don’t require him to have actually ever seen her race. He’s not looking at her now; he’s looking past and above, toward the next wealthiest car in the room. Cruz is in his way, and she knows it. That’s the whole reason she’s idling here.

“Are you looking for Mr. McQueen?” she asks, and for a moment Harv does look at her, with a mixture of pity and bemusement.

“Why would I be doing that? He’s the client, not the sponsor.”

Time is money, and Harv’s got schmucks to schmooze. With Lightning not racing, Harv’s working with a whole new funding paradigm–media, endorsements, appearances, it’s all a whole new ballgame. Forget the deal of the century. Harv’s aiming for the whole top 10, plural. All of them. Capiche?

The next wealthiest car in the room must excuse himself, because Harv’s interest in the world behind Cruz immediately cuts out, and he turns, unexpectedly to her.

He sizes her up pretty quick, like he’s his own portable X-ray machine. Somehow, Cruz feels like he knows more about her than he did two seconds ago.

“I mean, I just figured that if you’re here, Mr. McQueen would love to say hi!” Cruz points out.

Harv just laughs. “And I’d love to say hi back all day. But I’m working, he’s working–hey, maybe we should do dinner before we all blow town, you me him. You like tapas?”

Harv’s scanning the room again, looking for his next likely suspect. She’s losing him. Her eyes dart to follow his, and land on an Escalade with custom gold rims.

“What was he like?” Cruz blurts out, before Harv has a chance to excuse himself. “Mr. McQueen, when you first met him. You’ve known him since the beginning, right? What was he like?”

“Oh, a joy!” Harv says, unsarcastically but not quite earnestly. “Real hero material. Team player, easy to work with. It’s been such an honor to be his agent, lemme tell you. And you know–”

Harv says a lot more, in a similar vein. Some of it sounds a little bit like Lightning now. Maybe. Lightning in a magazine, airbrushed and glossy and exceptionally well-lit. But Cruz knows it’s not true–not back then. That’s not how Lightning talks about himself. Or not-talks about himself, more accurately. He’s not proud. And Sally doesn’t talk much about her relationship with Lightning, past or present, but there are plenty of cars in Radiator Springs for whom their introduction to Rookie Sensation Lightning McQueen is a favorite tale to recount. A very favorite. So Cruz knows that almost nothing Harv’s said in the last thirty seconds is actually real.

It’s not all spin, though. Well, it is. It totally is. That’s what Harv’s good at, after all. But at the same time–

It’s then Cruz realizes she doesn’t know anything about Harv, except that what he’s giving her right now? It’s real.

He wants her to love Lightning McQueen. Really and truly. Cruz doesn’t own a broadcast station, or a magazine. She doesn’t have anything Hollywood that she’s getting ready to option. She’s not in charge of grand marshals or any international conventions or sports drinks or VR firms. She doesn’t have anything that most of the cars in this room have, and nothing Harv’s contract says its his job to find. Even so, he wants her to like Lightning. He believes, genuinely, that she should. It doesn’t matter who she is, or how little he stands to gain by this.

“You don’t have to lie, you know,” Cruz assures him.

Harv laughs. “I don’t have to do anything. And hey, sorry to cut this short, but I gotta go open a tab for that Escalade over there,” he says.

He’s looking way past her again, but before she loses him to the crowd, he stops, and he says, “But you know what, kiddo? There’s very little I wouldn’t do for Lightning McQueen.”

“I ran into Harv today,” Cruz tells Lightning some hours later, once her own sponsor obligations had been fulfilled and she managed to track him down again.

The first thing Lightning says is, “Oh! Sorry.”

“What?”

Lightning’s teeth do something that is not quite a grimace and not quite a smile. “I just meant– I mean, Harv is actually really great but if you don’t– He can be– Uhhhh… He’s really good at his job. And he’s actually really– I think you have to sorta get a feel for him and know that–”

“Don’t worry, I think I get it!” Cruz interjects, and Lightning breaks off.

“You do?” he says.

He loves you.

“He believes in you,” Cruz beams. “I know what that feels like.”

Lightning smiles at her, all cheeks, his lips a broad curl across his face.

“Did he tell you how we met?” he asks.

“He said you were a team player,” Cruz replies playfully. “Sound like you, Mr. No Tires, Just Gas?”

“Okay, but there’s actually some truth to that!” Lightning objects, blushing. “It’s just weird… Harv truth. He says that because the day we met, I didn't… I dunno, I guess I didn’t feel like I needed to ask for a meeting, or send a demo reel, or my specs or stats or anything. I just rolled in and acted like he was already my agent. I asked him what was taking him so long booking me stuff, getting me signed with a team.”

“That’s insane!”

“I know! But you know what he did? He loved it. He’s probably the only guy on the planet who’d– Well, anyway. He just laughed. He sized me up for like two seconds. Then he picked up a phone, started dialling, and asked, ‘And who am I representing?’”

“And here you are,” Cruz says.

“Here we are,” Lightning agrees. “That’s Harv.”

He loves you.

[freigaeist]

bc you did the same to me i want you write 9. for vmon pls and thanks

kyra ilu we’ll always have our backs with vmon am i right?? my pleasure here you go

send me a ship and one of these and i’ll write a mini fic 

9 things you said when i was crying (vmon)

namjoon hates when taehyung cries.

he rarely ever does but when he cries it’s wholeheartedly, his body shaking, soul leaking from his body like it wants to slip through the wooden floor underneath his naked feet and seep right into the grounds to make even the devil himself weep in sorrow.

it starts with taehyung coming home to their shared flat, their safe space, sneakers hitting the wall when he throws them off and then himself onto the couch where namjoon attempted to take a nap (not that he ever succeeded, he was too busy reading or thinking to do so). his front hits the back of the couch, then he rolls over and lands with his back pressed against namjoon’s stomach. the latter coughs dryly, air being taken away from him and his arms wrap around taehyung to both hold him in place and shove him off his crotch into a more comfortable position, to give his lungs the chance to suck in a heavy breath before he blinks down at the dark shock of hair.

“what’s wrong?”, namjoon asks, voice hoarse and kind of strangled, still regaining his breath.

taehyung doesn’t answer but presses his head against namjoon’s chin (more like rams his head into the olders jaw) and silky strands of hair rub against the slight stubble. frowning namjoon tries to catch a glimpse of taehyung’s expression, he goes cross-eyed and his hands roam over taehyung’s arms until one finds his face. his thumb ghosts over taehyung’s mouth, his lips are spread but not into a smile, corners curling downwards and his lower lip is trembling.

namjoon’s inner alarm goes off, sirenes filling his head like a tinnitus and he tries to straighten himself, his free hand patting taehyung’s hair absentmindedly. “hey, what’s wrong? talk to me”, he demands, voice soft and he feels taehyung’s body growing stiff against him. not a good sign. his body reacts immediately, just when taehyung turns into a heavy iron figure on top of his body his own stomach becomes hard and cold. namjoon practically feels how taehyung tries to contain himself, to swallow against the lump in his throat, his tears but is instead choking on them and then there’s that kind of noise that has namjoon’s guts clenching up, snakes curling in his throat, leaving a bitter taste and he doesn’t know what happened yet but he’s already feeling annoyed and angry at whomever made taehyung feel that kind of way - very well aware that taehyung is a person that blames everything on himself first, second and third.

there’s a dry sob breaking out of taehyung’s ribcage, he curls against namjoon’s form and it’s painful just to witness his body trying to cage the desperation, it doesn’t seem to be able to hold the sadness, he’s growing heavier with every passing minute.

“please, tell me what happened”, namjoon mumbles into taehyung’s hair and even though he’s being pressed into the couch painfully, book pricking into his back, his left leg numbing he continues stroking his face without really seeing it, smearing salty tears everywhere. when taehyung sucks in a breath it sounds strangled and heavy and namjoon cringes as well, patting his head with the hand not occupied drying tears.

“ji- jiminie.. jiminie and i- ..we…”, he begins, low voice hollow and now sobbing relentlessly, making namjoon’s heart throb painfully. “shh, it’s fine, taehyung. did you fight?”, he asks, knowing very well that taehyung could use some easy questions that he can nod or shake off.

“y-yes”, taehyung sobs, coughing and sniffing, the feeling of his nose rubbing snot onto the front of namjoon’s tee being a little bit disgusting but also very much taehyung, so it’s fine. he sighs, continues the patting and hums lowly, the vibration of it quieting taehyung’s hiccups.

“there, there. we all fight, it just ha-”

“-no! jimin and i never fight!”, taehyung interrupts, voice breaking, wavering high and low and he sits up abruptly and glares down at namjoon with dark, teary eyes. his brows draw an impressive line and his nostrils dilating have him looking somewhat stoic, like a defeated royal, but to namjoon he’s nothing but bittersweet and warm, maybe a bit confused and very sad right now, but he wants to press his palms against his cheeks anyways if he wouldn’t know how mad taehyung would be. so he sighs and tries to sit up, taehyung still heavy on his hips, knee boring into namjoon’s thigh.

“yes, i know, but we all do, eventually. one time yoongi and i fought and i called him a turtle and-”

“-a turtle?”, taehyung barks out, the noise strangled and his face twists as he tries very hard not to laugh. his eyes light up a teensie little bit and namjoon tries to look somewhat bashful but the change of taehyung’s expression makes his chest feel all bubbly and warm.

“yes, a turtle!”

“he kind of looks like a turtle..”

“don’t you dare to ever tell him!”, namjoon sighs and rubs his eyes in exhaustion before he puts his hand onto taehyung’s lower back, rubbing the last waves of hiccup and dry sobs out of his tensed body.

“however, what i wanted to empathise is that we all say stupid and cruel things in the heat of an argument. awful  things, terrible things”, namjoon continues, looking at taehyung whose expression wavers slightly, corners of his lips going down in what looks like an odd mixture of bewilderment and amusement. he then lifts his hand to his face and rubs over it like he wants to press the tears back in, snorts. “why’re you always so reasonable”, is the only comment namjoon gets through taehyung’s fingers and he rolls his eyes at that.

“c’mon, not only did i call him a turtle, i was really mean. i said things that were supposed to hurt him and i know hit home as soon as i said them and- it happens. it happens but that doesn’t make it okay. parting without apologizing isn’t okay.” when he finishes this time, tone more serious, taehyung looks down at the fingers intertwined in his lap, absentmindedly playing with one of namjoon’s hands.

“just call him”, namjoon suggests and nudges at taehyung’s stomach with their hands, drawing a smile from the younger whose eyes twinkle but his brows knitting together anxiously.

“what if i start crying again”, he mumbles, deep voice already vibrating faintly, the echo flowing through namjoon’s bones finding its centre in his middle.

“good”, namjoon answers dryly (earning a pout and a glare that doesn’t want to match) and nods once, “then he knows you care. taehyung, you’re best friends. he will know. he’s probably about to call you, too.”

taehyung looks at him for a few seconds and his eyes, rimmed red, are swimming in emotions, flashing like a detailed picture show that namjoon watches quietly. his fingers are still busy touching taehyung randomly and reassuringly when taehyung’s long lashes flutter twice when he blinks himself out of his thoughts. a bashful smile spreads over his face when he sniffs and then leans down quickly to press a kiss to namjoon’s left brow bone. namjoon groans at that, playfully when actually enjoying the gesture of affection, dimples deepening and his arms finding taehyung’s shoulders to pull him into an uncomfortable but warm, heartfelt hug.

“you’ll be just fine”, he hums with taehyung’s face in his neck and when he leans back he does what he wanted to do earlier; pressing his palms against taehyung’s cheeks and covers everything he can reach with kisses. the red, sore cheeks and shiny nose and the swollen lids and wet lashes and that silly grin on that even sillier face when taehyung giggles low-pitched and way back in his throat and curls into himself with his fingers around namjoon’s wrists. then he hides in namjoon’s neck again, sitting on his lap, just spending minutes in the same warmth, breathing the other’s scent, fingers ghosting over skin.

“thank you”, taehyung mumbles, fingers busy playing with the hem of namjoon’s tee, low voice soft and tender underneath namjoon’s chin.

“you mean the world to me”, namjoon simply answers, never too shy to let big words slip off his tongue in the warmth and familiarity of the moment. and he doesn’t see taehyung’s face but there’s that low hum in the back of his throat and his head rubbing against namjoon’s neck and chin that tells him taehyung is smiling broadly right now. 

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My Opinion on; thccourier

Character in general: Okay? What isn’t there to love about badass Caleb Brewster? His scruffy looking appearance was at first a little unsettling. However, his laughter is joy itself. It was easy to fall in love with his almost child-like curiosity, his loyalty and devotion to friends, his reckless bravery, his courage in battle, and his temper. To be honest, this whaler in real life, was honestly a version of what I wish I could be. He was the pillar of strength, loyalty, and reckless bravery. I mean, of all the Culpers, he was the only one who didn’t really care to take an alias. Yet, he was so skillful that no one ever caught him.  If that isn’t worthy of some admiration, I don’t know what is.  How they play them: 10000000000000% Spot on. I couldn’t ask for a better interpretation. No matter what I throw your way, you excel and always deliver the quality!The Mun: TIIIIIIISSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! *squeals very loudly* The fact that I know your first name means that you’ve taken root in my heart, my friend. Okay? What else can I say about Tish? I completely love you like a sister. You are kind, caring, and wonderful. I will promo the heck out of you and your muses. I didn’t expect to get as attached to you as I did when I started following your blog. You’ve won my eternal respect by simply being you. I enjoy talking to you ooc (even when I am so terrible at keeping out with ooc events). There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to help you.

Also I could never thank you enough for live streaming Turn Season 3 for everyone!!!! That was so awesome!!!

(because I’ve totally adopted you and Shay)

Do I:

RP with them: OF COURSE. I WILL DO ALL THE RPS WITH TISH!! I rp with them across several of my accounts and I adore them and their portrayal!!!!Want to RP with them:  SERIOUSLY?? Why is this a question? The answer will always be a Y-E-S!!!! Yes, NOW & FOREVER. Come at me XDD

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Thccourier is a diamond and the mun is a treasure. They are both to be kept forever. I am always super happy to see both on my dash. I love you and your muse.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

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