#the shittiest takes are still: 'everyone sucks expect the mains.' while everyone sucks. the mains suck too sweetie

[add1ctedt0you]

Me every time I read a bland mdzs's take about 'morality' and 'what x character deserves' and 'only the mains are good' and 'this is the right way to cope'

[eldritch-something-or-other]

Hello! Remember how I said I'd make more TF2 AUs than the Monster AU? well here's my

TF2 Kids AU

General Info: The whole thing takes place in one neighborhood where everyone lives. Most of the kids that aren't American (or come from a specific place in America) typically moved from there to the neighborhood. I wanted scout and spy to still be related in some way so they're half brothers. how scout doesn't know of this and spy does is because spy only lives with his dad (likely his mother died tragically) and his dad and scouts ma had a thing for a bit, long enough to have scout, then they divorced and while scouts ma has moved on spy's dad just hasn't shut up about it to spy since. its like the comics in that Miss Pauling is collecting each of the mercs but in this case its for the first time

Miss Pauling: so first of all Miss Pauling is the main character for the most part (like in the actual comics) the reason she goes by Miss Pauling is that there were multiple other girls with her name, so her teachers just called her Miss Pauling and it stuck she's Helen's kid. (I was thinking of making admin a kid too, but she works better as a sort of 50 year old mom with a powerful job) the whole mission of Pauling collecting the kids is framed as some grand shady mission given by Helen but in reality it was just her weird convoluted plot to get miss p more friends At the beginning really her only friend is scout

Scout: he's, of course, the youngest of seven other brothers. they dont hate him but they aren't exactly his friend he's friends with Miss Pauling cause he saw her one day (either he or she just moved into town) and he thought she was soo pretty and just started talking to her, only to realize he also liked her as a friend when they first met he just couldn't pronounce her name. 'Pauline? Pooling? Puh-lin?' and eventually she just sighed really heavy and just went 'just call me miss p' and he was just like 'ok!' honestly just shit at pronouncing ANYONES name he doesn't really have any friends other than Miss Pauling He's the type of kid to go up to any adult he considers cool and go 'hey look how fast I can run' and then dash away from them as quickly as possible

Spy: spy is living with his dad who honestly kinda sucks but in like a funny way. like he'd suck to actually be around but funny to read about spy's first name is Francis and he absolutely HATES it because of Francis The Talking France and, because he's French, thats literally the first thing almost anyone says when they hear his name, so he'd very much rather people call him spy. he got the nickname spy cause he's like a creepy kid that watches people in the bushes and other places. he also pickpockets and lies but he mainly does those to adults. he's also got a knife collection that he will infodump/mansplain to anyone he can find about. he's this kid who you expect to be super mega rich and then you get to his house and its like oh. dude the lights dont even turn on. theres like two things in the fridge. its like the most ramshackled house. how the hell does he look like a butler (the answer: Thievery) His meeting starts with the team wondering like oh god where could he be he could be anywhere and then engie's like 'have. have y'all considered just going to his house and knocking on the door' and they're all like '..................................no' so they go to do that and spy stops them just before they can knock and he has somehow got in front of them and he's like 'ohohoho. you dont have to do that.' partly for him to be all mysterious and intimidating and partly because he doesn't want em to see his cringe house, so after they converse for awhile he joins.

Soldier: He was like. raised by five military men/veterans which is why he's Like That at the age of like 10 (he also got that nickname for Obvious Reasons) he probably visits Merasmus (who is still totally a wizard in this) a lot and Merasmus has less of a 'shittiest roommate ever' opinion of him and more of a 'older/adult sibling annoyed by loud child who refuses to leave' opinion of him i feel like the team meets him at Merasmus's place (where demo is also there, cleaning his castle) and miss p is like 'heyyy soldier. i need you for. um. a mission.' and he's like 'A MISSION? I WILL JOIN YOU!' and she asks demo whos like 'hold on hold on ive got to finish cleaning this wizards castle' and the teams like 'well maybe we could help' and Merasmus is like hm ok that would be nice and soldiers like 'I WILL HELP :]' and merasmus is like 'nO YOU WILL NOT HELP' and sollys like 'I WILL NOT HELP :]' cause hes like 11 so the team (minus soldier, who is standing outside patiently) help demo clean the whole castle and set off to find the next merc

Demoman: so demo is like this like 10-12 year old kid with like. three to four jobs cause his mum said he needed em (one job is cleaning merasmus's castle and generally helping with housework) he got the nickname from him trying to explain that both his mom and dad were demomen and like the next time that kid/group of kids saw him they were like 'hey its that demo guy!' so the nickname is usually reserved for like people who dont know him well or people who dont know how to/refuse to pronounce 'tavish' i already told you how they meet him so heres a bit more about him he skips classes somewhat often and his teacher assume hes just being lazy or delinquent but its actually because he has like. four jobs he lost his eye from merasmus's book but he begged merasmus to let him keep working for them saying that he'd start actually following the rules and that he really needed the job and merasmus was eventually like ok FINE.

Engineer: so Engie is like the whole gifted kid thing, but hes also very kind (and has talked several bullies down successfully) the reason hes called engineer is because he's won several school awards for his little (genuinely functional) contraptions and the majority of them were engineering competitions Miss Pauling meets him in his yard working on god knows what, with his dad (Fred, the team fortress classic engineer) reading a news paper on the porch she basically just asks him if he'll come with her for this mission that her mom set her up on and he's just like "yeah sure hold on let me ask my dad- HEY DAD. CAN I HANGOUT WITH THIS RANDOM GIRL WHO SAID HER MOM NEEDS ME FOR A MISSION?" and his dad just takes one look at her then goes back to his newspaper and yells back 'YEAH SURE SON'

Heavy: heavy is gotten just/a bit before medic cause he's medics closest/only friend and the other kids are afraid of the 'doctor' he got the nickname heavy cause well. kids are cruel sometimes he lives with his mother and three sisters, he's quite a bit more reluctant to join as both a. half the team is annoying and b. he has no goddamn idea who these kids are nor what their intentions are. engie is probably the one to convince him both by using his relationship with medic as leverage and because he's like the only one there that is actually good at talking to people. once he's with them for a bit he's like 'hey this isn't as bad as i thought it'd be' although he does still think soldier and scout are annoying as hell. once they get medic he's like 'hey this might actually be a good fun friend group'

Sniper: He and Miss Pauling were set up in like one of those partner project things cause nobody wanted to be with either of them so they just got stuck together sniper came up with that name himself. he was like "call me... sniper" and then everyone's like 'whatever you say mick' their interaction goes like. as awkwardly as possible. neither of them have any social skills she's just like 'hey um. hey sniper? can you not throw rocks at us i wanna talk' and he's silent for a second and soldier butts in like 'IF YOU THROW ROCKS AT ME I WILL BE PREPARED! I HAVE A HELMET.' only to be knocked over by a stone to the noggin and snipers like in his tree house like 'sorry sorry but he totally was asking for it ' and miss p's like 'no no he really was but um. can you come here my mom said she needed me to get you for a mission' and etc etc sniper joined the party

Medic: He's just as medically experimental and morally bankrupt as he is in adulthood but he doesn't really have any human subjects. he's got like several stitched together hybrid animals that are somehow still alive and now his pets. I can't decide if his parents being too afraid to stop him or them being just as morally bankrupt and extremely supportive would be funnier he got the nickname. well from being generally a mad doctor (Misha specifically calls him doktor as apposed to medic) but there was a specific instance where he stole the majority of the schools medical supplies for his experiments all of the kids, minus like. Misha, dell and soldier were fucking terrified of him before meeting him. he's still scary, but now they know he can be just as chatty as scout at times i think it'd be funny if like they met his scared parents and they were like 'you... you want to see him?' and they're like 'um. yeah' so they go like allllll the way (i'm imagining the house is super tall with like a mad scientist area (medics room) at/near the top) to his room and then the door like creeks and he's all shadowed then he swivels around in his chair and he's just all like 'oh hallo!! :] it is SO next to have guests :3 it gets lonely sometimes :/ who are you btw' and they're all like '. this Cannot be the right guy' and then it is

Pyro: They're this kid living in this house that was abandoned after at least half of it burnt down, presumably killing the family living in it. its in this secluded area of town that no one really goes to, so no one can really see that the windows are boarded up from the inside and there's lights inside the building. pyro got the nickname from. well they're a kid living in a burnt building people are gonna assume they burnt the building i have this whole idea of like miss p walking with the rest of the team like 'Helen said that we should be careful with this one' and they get spy to sneak around the house seeing all these strange things like colorful scribbles on almost every wall, straight up weapons lying around, an entire pile of empty jerry cans in the garage, the fridge half full of rotten food with the sink filled to the brim with dirty dishes, scratches and burns on many walls, the entire place generally being in disrepair. i like to think the first time they encounter pyro, only seeing them from behind one of ems just like 'oh huh the place they live in is weird but who'd be afraid of that' cause like they've got like that unicorn onsie on or somethin similar and then they turn around (still not noticing the team) and they've got that full on gasmask that was clearly made for an adult and they're just like "Oh. Okay" they're all like stumped on how to get them to join until someone (probably engie or admin if they call her for help) is like 'all the food was rotten right? maybe get them something to eat? cause like theres no way they're eating well unless they've got like a hidden fridge somewhere' and so they get like a homemade lunch in like. a ballonicorn lunchbox for them and they tear up from the generosity but Shenanigans happen that makes the other mercs chase em eventually it leads the mercs to the attic and the mercs fall for the classic bucket above the door trick but alas! the bucket is full of gasoline and pyro's got a flamethrower! so engie and a couple others like Miss Pauling and Demo have to talk em down and get em to join the friend group and it works out in the end cause im not writing a group of children getting set on fire

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!

[dtownsuga]

silent black keys

deaf composer! yoongi x librarian! y/n

genre; calling all soft yoongi community, angst, angst, maybe one more angst, sprinkle of fluff, maybe lots of fluff

warning; will be added as story progresses.

read chapter II

Sometimes people forget. They forget where they last put their wallets. They forget important appointments. They forget their glasses were right above their heads the whole time. They forget that the black keys of the piano also make music.

I am one of those black keys, before I met him. A boy, who screamed the loudest and heard the deepest.

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chapter I

You hate weekends. Not only because the public library is so crowded on Saturday and Sunday, but also because Kim Taehyung, the only person who works the same shift as you, has decided to call out of work for who he called the love of his life. Although it was crowded, the library has always remained silent. You love it. It was the amount of people queueing up to check out their books that make you internally cursed at Taehyung for taking a day off.

Tuition fees and bills are the reason why you’re working in three different libraries at the same time, but this place has made you grow accustom to the silence it could offer. The most you can hear is people whispering to each other, well, of course sometimes there will be troublemaker but nothing has been that severe. Although you are not a reader yourself, you enjoy looking at people’s changing expressions while they turned the book to the next page. In weekends however, you are less observant because you’ll be standing the whole day, scanning barcodes and smiling at people.

“Next,” you said almost whispering, while smiling to the little boy on the queue.

“Can you make that one month?” a taller woman whispered back to you, very beautiful. You nodded your head in return.

“Please make sure you return it before this date, okay?” you handed the book to the little boy and you swear it’s the cutest giggles you’ve ever heard.

“Next,” probably the 60th time today. No one approaches your desk. You thought your voice is too soft to the point the next person on the queue couldn’t hear you. “Next,” you tried again, louder. Still, no one. You looked at the queue and see a man tapping on the shoulder of the person in front of him, probably telling him it’s his turn.

The man’s eyes widen, probably shock from the sudden touch of the man behind him. Your lips curls up into a little smile when you see him bowing several times and mouthing sorry before he walks towards you. The black-haired man puts 6 books on your desk and you scan all of them, wondering how he’s going to read all of these in three months, probably, because it’s the maximum time given.

“So, how many months do you want it to be, erm, Yoongi?” his name was written on his library card. You were answered with silence instead. Why the fuck is he not talking to me?

You watched as the eyes of the petite man were busy looking around the main door, seems like he is trying to find for someone, panicking at the same time. It was even clearer when his breath becomes unsteady, and his cheeks flushing red, clearly panicking.

You donot want to be impatient, but clearly the man waiting on the line will. “I’m sorry sir, but, how many months do you want it to be? I need-“ you repeated, trying to get back his attention, but the young man suddenly cut you mid-sentence, holding the book and pointing at the date columns, indicating the length of lending time he could get. You nodded to his gestures. You almost forgot his name by the time he shows you a peace sign with his fingers, two months?

“Two months?” and you see his face lights up with happiness while nodding furiously. You also do not miss the moment when he found the person he’s looking for a while ago, standing near the exit, and making a short-weird hand gestures. Guessing from his height and appearance the man must be several years older than the man in front of you. You do not know the details but what you remember is the young man walking away with 5 books cuddled on his chest, walking to the taller man near the exit.

The next customer is quick, with one week lending time and a children story book. When another “next” almost comes up from your mouth, you see a seemingly familiar book near the counter. Ah, Yoongi’s. You look at the queue, three people were waiting. When you pick up the book from your desk and told them to wait for a while because someone left a book behind, you only received smiles and nods from the three of them.

You spend no time and run to the exit. You have only served on customer, maybe the man will still be there. You don’t know why but something inside you really wanted him to have this book because he went through such a hard time just to borrow those 6 books.

You looked around the bench in front of the library and when you couldn’t find him you ran to the parking lot, hoping the man is there. It’s probably the best moment in your life when you see him under tree, alone.

“Yoongi!” you call his name, and as usual, no answer. You walk closer towards him, and run with the energy you have left when you see him get into a car. You manage to stop them from driving away when the taller man on the driver seat notices you waving at them. He stops the car and comes out from the car, Yoongi follows.

“I’m sorry miss, are you waving at us?” he asked. God, his voice is soothing, almost sounds like lullaby.

“Ah, yes. He left the book near the counter,” you hand the book to the taller man. You see Yoongi running back to the car, and open the backseat door, before running back to you. He gives the taller man a nod. Ah, he’s checking whether it’s his book or not.

“I’m sorry you need to come all this way to give this to us. You didn’t need to, we can go back anytime to pick it up,” the taller one said while handing the book to Yoongi. You could see how his cheeks are once again, showing shades of pink.

Yoongi suddenly brings his hand to the air and makes several signs. You almost miss them when the taller man replies him with more signs, very quickly.

“He said thank you and you must be running from the library,” oh, oh, of course. Y/n, sometimes I’m amazed on how stupid you could be.

“And I am Namjoon, and this is, as what you’ve known, Yoongi,” the taller man, now Namjoon, continues talking.

You don’t know why but your body moves on its own when you know Namjoon and Yoongi are communicating with sign language. It finally hits that Yoongi has hearing disability, when you sign out Hello, I’m Y/n with your finger, remembering the sign language class you took last year.

You could see how Yoongi stops breathing for a few seconds when you replied him with sign language. His eyes shape crescent moon as he signs back to you. Hello, Y/n. I’m Min Yoongi. You are proud because you could get everything he signs, but when Yoongi continues signing, you couldn’t help but hold the embarrassment for being proud early.

“I’m sorry I only know basics,” you said, eyeing Namjoon who’s now chuckling. Namjoon signs to Yoongi what you expected was the sentence you’ve said. Yoongi smiles at you before signing back to Namjoon.

“He said, your name is beautiful and he would love to talk more with you,” it was your turn now, face flushing red and awkward gestures.

“Can you tell him I would want to talk to him too?” Yoongi looks at him and Namjoon quickly signed back to Yoongi.

“I’ll be back again next Saturday,” Namjoon said as Yoongi signs, and you nod at him with a silly smile, you hope it doesn’t scare him.

Reality hits you back only when you heard the library’s bell ringing. Fuck, the queue.

“I guess that’s your call, y/n,” You nodded not wanting to leave just yet. Yoongi signs a goodbye and you replied him with an appropriate goodbye, something you remembered from the lesson.

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself while walking away, hoping that next weekend shall come tomorrow. You turned back, and Namjoon and Yoongi have not left yet. You signed them another goodbye before running back to the library.

You took out your phone from your back pocket and called Taehyung. After the third ring, he picks up.

“I know you’re probably sucking his dick but, Tae, can you teach me sign language?”

“What the fuck was that?”

“And also, can you call out of work again next weekend?”

“Now, Y/n, explain yourself because something, something should have happened.”

“I might or might not have met someone,” you said while opening the door of the library.

“And?”

“And I need a little bit of work to start a conversation or talk to him,” you added, hoping that Taehyung will just say a yes.

“And?”

“And I fucking need your help, best friend.”

“Well, you have my full support, y/n,” he replied sarcastically on the other end, but you could hear his small chuckles.

Maybe, weekend is not that bad; and maybe, Taehyung is not the shittiest.

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Hello everyone! I’m sorry about the sudden hiatus, but I’ll start to write again, slowly. This is something I write when I have time during my time off, and I hope you like it! I’ll still continue white gown, don’t worry. Until then, see you💓

also, i purple you.

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