#this is for friendships okie~~ friends are important too!!!!!!!

[deus-ex-mona]

[straykits]

[ waltz for two / bang chan ]

ie. three times chan really wanted to tell you he loves you and the one time he does. (reverting to this style of fic bc i actually really like it lol) a/n: title has one (1) maybe two (2) things to do with the actual fic. three if you squint. point is, it's not important. chose it bc it was the second first thing to come to mind // in the wise words of ao3, please see the end of the work for more notes. w/c: 2.3k tags: friends to lovers (maybe??? idk u choose ur own interpretation ig), lots fluff, small angst and comfort c/w: mild (?) descriptions/implications of dissociation and negative thoughts; mentions of alcohol oki enjoy the piece my dudes <3

one;

your name rings out into the still of chan’s apartment, the question mark hovering in the hall where he stood. he wouldn’t have even known you were here, if not for your shoes by the door.

the apartment is cold, the evening air having found a home in the empty space. there's no sign of you on the couch, or in the kitchen. the balcony is empty too - a favourite place for the both of you during the sunset hours when the city is painted in hues of red and gold. it was well past sunset now, the city instead bathed in evening’s blues.

if you weren’t in these places, then that leaves one more - because there was no way you were in the laundry or in the bathroom, right?

chan makes his way to his bedroom, feet padding across the floor with only the soft shuffle of socks against the laminated surface indicating his presence. he drops his backpack on the dining table as he passes by it, being careful as to not make too much noise..

the bedroom door is slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of the dark bedroom inside. he pushes the door open gently and your name leaves his lips with hope on its tail.

even in the dark room, he could tell it was you on his bed.

you’re asleep with a hand under your chin, another between your legs. why you had fallen asleep atop the covers instead of under, he didn’t really know.

he sits on the floor by the head of the bed and for a moment, all he can do is watch you. he rests his elbow on the mattress and his head on his arm, and watches. the careful, rhythmic rise and fall of your body. the way your lashes flutter just that much whilst your eyes dart behind your eyelids.

how long, he muses, could he keep doing this before it got weird? better to wake you now than have you wake and find him staring at you.

he pats your arm; once, twice. you only let out a low moan. your brows furrow ad body curls up more. a breath of laughter escapes him, and he tries again to wake you. this time, he reaches for your arm, rubbing gentle circles into your inner wrist.

“y/n,” he whispers. “y/n, i’m home. have you had dinner yet?”

the large inhale you take lets him know that you’re awake. he pulls his hand back, leans back altogether - no need to be so close, after all.

you raise the hand under your chin to rub your eyes, scratch your cheek - it's endearing, so endearing.

i love you, he thinks, and the thought is as new to him as the way you blink wearily as your eyes adjust to the dark. it’s as new to him as the way you let out a tired groan, pulling your whole body into a ball - and that’s to say it’s not new at all, because after so many years of friendship, he knew your habits and the things you do when you wake up. after so many years of friendship, the thought had taken residency in his brain the way the evening air had in his apartment, or the way the sun’s golden rays had across the cityscape.

“chan?” you stifle a yawn behind your hand and just when he thinks you’re about to get up, you close your eyes again, a tired smile falling on your lips as you snuggle back into his pillow. “welcome home.”

two;

he finds you on your couch, gazing at the coffee table without really seeing.

he knows that dazed look on you, knows that slight furrow of the brows and the tightness of your hands. he knows that you know he’s here from the way your head cocks towards the sound of his footsteps, the sound of your name. your eyes stay unseeing.

the sofa dips and you sway towards him when he takes a seat on the couch, facing you. you welcome the movement and the way it breaks your daze. chan extends an arm as you let your body continue to fall, and then he’s holding you against him.

“you okay?” a silly question, but it was a start.

the silence that surrounds the two of you is filled only by the static of the fridge in the kitchen, it’s electric buzz audible despite the distance. he can feel you take deep breaths, feel every exhale warm his chest.

“sorry, chan, i don’t think we can do movie night today.”

he shrugs, holds you tighter. what does it matter if plans change?

“you don’t need to stay. i’ll be okay later, but i- i don’t want you to stay here for no reason.”

he lets out a chuckle. “no, i’ll stay. of course i’ll stay.”

because i love you, he thinks, but the words are caught in his throat and something about the situation made him think that no, this wasn’t the time to confess his feelings, even if he meant well and wanted to help you with those words.

he knows that sometimes it’s not always a matter of making you feel better. sometimes it’s just a matter of being there for you, and sometimes that will be enough.

for however long he loves you, he’ll be there for you.

“when you’re ready, and if you want to, we can talk about what’s going on.”

“it’s just the same-”

“even if it’s just the same things as before.”

his heart is heavy with the pain of seeing you like this. his heart is heavy with the love he carries for you. his heart is heavy with his inability to make it all go away with a click of his fingers - if only it was that easy. one could wish, he supposes, but not all wishes can be fulfilled.

it’s not the first time he’s seen you like this, and it probably won’t be the last, but he’s okay with that. he wishes it was the last, of course, but chan knows that change takes time and he knows that loving you means loving all the versions of you, not just the versions that make him smile, or the ones that reassure him, or the ones that make him laugh (though he loves these ones immensely, too).

loving you means being on your side when your own brain is your biggest enemy. loving you means standing his ground about the fact that you are lovable and you are important and you do matter, even when you can’t stop thinking that you aren’t. loving you means being atlas, sometimes, and carrying the weight of your world for you so that you don’t need to do it alone.

for however long he loves you, he’ll make sure you’re not carrying your burdens alone.

three;

after-dinner walks with you are one of the things chan cherishes the most. the kiss of evening on his cheeks, your presence by his side as the two of you walk down streets lit by the yellow lights from the restaurants, the way you occasionally brush each other.

on this particular friday night, after a well-deserved dinner and a glass or two of wine, you’d decided to go on a stroll through the city and god was chan was glad he’d agreed to the aimless stroll.

if he were to recount this evening to someone else, they would probably be surprised that he hadn’t noticed the music until you’d pointed it out. following the sound, you’d found a small circle of people surrounding a performer- a guitarist, open case at their feet, mic stand raised to their height, and fingers playing the chords to a familiar song as they sang. a ring of fairy lights surrounded them, adding a wistfully magical atmosphere to the cold evening.

people were smiling, waving their phones with their flashlights on, and in the middle of the circle, people were dancing. children and adults, friends and lovers. it was a beautiful scene, but not quite as beautiful as your face lighting up as you pull him into the middle as well.

you’re pulling his hands out of his pocket and he thought he would mind the cold but it’s not so bad when your hands are in his and you’re smiling up at him. he’s being pulled along by your eyes your lips, the gentle swaying from side to side that he quickly matches. it’s magical, it’s blissful, its euphoric. he’s laughing at the enjoyment in your eyes, at the way you cheer when the busker finishes one song and moves onto another - one, two, three; one, two, three.

you’re holding onto each other’s elbows - not exactly the most intimate thing, or nearly the most romantic, but you’re rocking side to side together and there’s nowhere else that chan would rather be on this friday night, because-

because god he loves you so much - its all he can think about as the final chords of the outro play, as adlibs rise like adrenaline in chan’s veins because he wants to kiss you so bad right now and he doesn’t even care that there are people around but- but he does care what you think and maybe this isn’t the way to do it.

so as the song comes to a close, chan pulls you in and he might be smothering you with his jacket but he doesn’t care - if he looks at you any longer, his feelings would physically manifest and he doesn't know what he would do if that were to happen.

“chan?” your voice is muffled against his puffer, confusion and laughter softened against his chest.

“your face looked cold.” it’s a half truth to cover up the bigger lie.

“well,” you mumble, “it’s a good thing you’re warm.”

when you wrap your arms around him, the crowd applauds - at the two of you or at the performer, he doesn’t know.

and to be quite honest, he doesn’t care.

one;

you’d both fallen asleep with the curtains half opened - it had been too dark outside, too late in the night, the weariness of the day’s fun too heavy, that neither of you had realised the curtains weren’t fully closed.

not that it was a major problem, being three floors up, but it did make for an early rise.

chan finds his face closer to yours than he would have liked, though he confess the sight wasn’t too bad a thing to wake up to.

in the past, perhaps, he would have had no reservations, no worries about being so close to you in bed - but years of friendship had matured like wine, had left an aftertaste in his mouth that he was still trying to figure out if he enjoyed or not, if he wanted more or not.

no, he knew he wanted more, and that was what scared him. what if a bit more was actually too much? he didn’t know his limits, not with something like this. he didn’t know your limits. it was risky, was like drinking for the first time - the consequences didn’t quite hit until they hit. he could have a sip, have three, five, could be enjoying it all until suddenly it was too late-

rustling sheets pull him back to the present.

“chan?”

he’s reminded of an evening long past, as you rub your eyes. your gazes meet, but the fragility of tension is barely present this many years into the friendship.

“what are you thinking about, so early in the morning?”

a rhetorical question, perhaps, but the sunlight dancing on the wall behind you and the warmth under the covers and the innocent curiosity in your eyes pulls the words out of him.

“that i love you,” he says.

it’s… not as cathartic as he thought it would be but it’s enough.

it brings the dancing sunlight and gentle rise and fall of your body to a standstill. it brings the ticking clocks in his room and the saturday morning traffic outside his apartment to a mute. it brings his heart’s bpm from an andante to a moderato, an allegretto; he can hear it in his ears, feel it in his chest. the disjointment between his internal and external world almost sends his mind into momentary panic.

but you smile an angel’s smile, and he doesn’t quite understand what it means yet but he knows it’ll be alright.

“i know.”

for a moment, he thinks that those two words were all you had to say in reply. his mind dances on the line between friends and more (whatever that is, at this point) and whilst he can’t deny the existence of the slight disappointment in him, he’s grateful that nothing has changed.

until- until things do change.

“me too.” you pull the blankets up to your chin, curl up closer to him like you had so long ago when you were both younger with neither questioning the relationship. “i love you too.”

in some other universe, he might have disregarded your words as nothing more than ones of friendship - you both knew you loved each other as friends do, as you always had. but in this universe, he grasps onto the way you’ve practically buried your head into his chest. he grasps onto the warmth of your body, so early in the morning, so close to his. he grasps onto the slight shake in your voice, the way you had breathed out the words like a confession.

“okay,” he whispers into the crown of your head, arms almost shaking in disbelief as they settle around your body and draw you closer. “okay.”

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a/n: scene 3 is inspired by this!! also, anyways, i havent written anything outside of academic work and evening star in so long that im surprised this even... ended up finished LMAO but ye i hope this was an okay read, if not enjoyable! gentle reminder that interactions of any kind will make my heart soar <3

[tinknevertalks]

For the ask game: 🤩 for Abby, ❓, 📖 for Waves, please. :D

Eeee, thanks for this lovely! XD (I need to get better at answering these straight away.)

🤩a WIP snippet about or with dialogue from ________ [name of a character]. If you don’t have one for that character, choose someone else! - Right, this is tangentially with Abby, but it's Nikola and Will talking. (Yeah, it's the (Abby/Will) + Helen (and maybe Nikola, I still haven't decided) fic.)

“Well, William, you don't have to be a genius to figure out that Helen has plans for you,” Nikola muttered to Will. Will tried ignoring him, reading the file in front of him, but Abby had joined their boss and Will knew that smile. It was her I'm so happy to see you but please can we go somewhere private and fool around smile, one he thought was just for him. Since when did she smile at Magnus like that? And since when did Magnus smile back like that, a secret in her eyes and a laugh on her lips? Why at Abby? Sighing, he asked, “What do you mean?” Nikola smirked. “It seems to me like Helen has taken your Agent Corrigan under her wing.” Leaning forward, like he was giving Will super secret information, he added, “Helen doesn't like when her fledglings aren't treated with the respect they deserve.” Will shook his head. “Wha--” “When it comes to matters of the heart, Helen stays out of the way. When it comes to matters more base - sex, Scoot - Helen takes matters in hand.” Nikola grinned, leaning back. “Like I said, Helen has plans for you.”

❓ any WIP snippet you want!

Ooooooh. Because I really need to get back on this, have a section from In The Nice Part of Town. 😁

Weeks passed. Helen tried not to change her behaviour, to keep a respectable distance from Nikola, but she couldn't help delighting in being drawn to him. What did that Taylor Swift song say? His magnetic field being a little too strong? Something like that. Like a iron filing she was constantly edging closer to him. And really, when it meant having a cuddle at night on the sofa, and him stroking her shoulder absentmindedly, who was she to argue with physics? Kissing his cheek on her way to work was just being friendly. And if he happened to kiss her cheek as he handed her a cuppa when she got home, well that was just the reciprocal nature of their friendship. Because they're just friends. Doing friend things. As friends. Helen knew, on a scale of one to hopelessly besotted, exactly where she was.

📖 a published snippet from _________ [published work of theirs you haven't had read yet, but are curious about]

Waves? You wanted a bit of Waves? Eeeeeeee! 🥰🥰🥰 Okies, right. Ack. This is part of the way in, but just know Helen and Nikola haven't spoken here in like four/five years. Enjoy!

Saturday in the mall was not how Nikola imagined spending his afternoon, but he needed new shoes. If he went earlier in the day, he wouldn't have to deal with too many people, and he wouldn't get another headache. That was the plan. He didn't get there until after lunch. Some kids were running around, yelling and squeaking. Parents were standing around chatting, ignoring their children behaving like the monsters they were, and Nikola's foot was cold. He had known for a while his shoes needed replacing but there it was, a tiny hole. Sighing, his defences up, he strode in. Helen's morning had been busy. Between chores, playing and Ashley singing Old McDonald, the house had been cleaned, clothes in the machine, homework done and lunch eaten. Now it was time for the most important part of the day. Shoe shopping. The shop was busy, and children were running around like headless chickens. “Alright, we need some sneakers for you, Henry, and some boots for you, Will. No running around, please.” “Ok!” the boys chorused, before dashing to the kids’ section. Ashley was pulling on Helen's hand, wanting to follow them. Smiling indulgently, glad her mental barriers were firmly in place, they walked briskly after them, Ashley stomping ahead. “Ooooff!” Someone had walked into her and caught her elbow before she fell over. “I'm sorry, I-- Helen?” The world slowed down. Flashes of memories filled his mind – his laugh, her smile, that kiss – as her bright blue eyes drank him in. “Nikola?” she breathed, her lips already forming a grin. Her heart was clattering against her ribcage. “Wh-- what are you doing here?” Who was that squeaking in her voice? He held up his other hand, face and mind wondrously blank to her. “Shoes.”

[cherrypeaking]

hi cherry berry~

was gonna wait for tonight to send this to u but im feeling rlly soft rn hehe

ur writing.. so fucking good cherry. so so good. you word things perfectly and never have i ever feel the need to reread things while im in the zone because you write that well. not to mention your ideas and how well you execute them into your story is so well thought out and whshwushsjsn fangirling frfr

youre also always so fucking sweet and wholesome :c a day never goes by where i dont at least smile at ur kind words and sweet encouragement. every single time i talk to you is like flowers blossoming in the garden. ik you know how much i adore your friendship w crystal <3 but im gonna say how much i love it again.

i struggle with keeping friends irl, online it seems to be the opposite,, but those who are extremely close to me arent all that great and can sometimes be.. just not there when i need them most. so thank you for taking the time out of ur day to talk to me. it makes me happy

ilysm cherry <3 pls never change okie?

omg moony hiiii 🥹🩷

thank you so much for your kind words, it really reassures me that i’m writing fine and don’t confuse readers and that is so important to me 🥹🩷 i haven’t posted in a while but i plan to very soon as i’m almost done with another fic 🩷🩷 your writing is so pretty, and like i’ve said it has this duality when you switch to nsfw stuff, it becomes so sexy like you really excel at both so much!! 🥺🩷

omg thank you so much like that pulled at my heartstrings ;_; you’re so kind moony <3 i know you’ve mentioned being intimidated a little by crystal hehe i’m a little intimidated by so many writers because i feel so small compared to everyone else and when you followed me back my heart jumped >\\\< i’m really so glad you like my presence here ;3; i really love seeing you on my dash and i hope you’re doing well 🩷🩷 i’ll never forget when you said crystal and i matched with our themes and everything hehe 🤭🩷 you’re such an observant person and i love that about you 🥺

i totally understand 🥹 i struggle to make friends irl, and even online sometimes i find it hard to fit in somewhere… i hope to be there for you as much as possible 🥺🩷 i think the best way to make sure you don’t feel stuck in unbalanced friendships is to focus more on the ones who are indeed here 🩷 you make me happy by being here moony 🥺🩷🩷

i love you so much too moony!! please stay yourself and keep being you too 🥺🩷

[disillusionedmonster]

Oky this is a very unrelated rant but I think I need to get it off my chest.so first of all about me,i m a very introverted person.i don't have any friends let's say there are few, but my connection with them is very irregular. Not cuz I don't want any contact with them, they simply ignore me. Also,i m in redfem community too so basically a big no no to male. I think I never wanted to be like this loner person .I never remembered a moment from my childhood when anyone wanted to be friends with me,let's say willingly. Like yes I used to have friends but it was like they always excluded me from their activities or i had to beg to let me in or tell me about the topics they were talking about. They always made me parade around them.it was so toxic.i still don't know why did they behave like this with me. I was and still a normal person.I too had many interesting things to talk about but nobody had ever wanted to listen to me.i needed someone to talk so I continued to stick with them like this.slowly, I stopped chasing them when I realized what they were doing and by the time I reached high school, I was a complete loner like for two years, I only had one girl from my class with whom I used to talk to. no body wanted to befriend me. but i ignored it and instead paid attention to my studies and i did performed very good. now fast forward to today's scenario, not that much has changed. I have adapted myself to my loneliness and now quite enjoy it too.i often write and create new stuffs and ideas but like almost a year ago, a new element got added to my life. A new friend yeh.. nothing noteworthy for others but for me it was a matter worth mentioning. I don't think I had ever bonded with anyone this easily and fast.i shared so many of my inner personal thoughts and feelings with her.for the very first time, someone was genuinely interested into knowing me and I opened myself like book to her..i got addicted to her company.these past months have given me so many giddy moments. I began to wait desperately for her calls and messages. even though our schedules were busy we kept finding times for each other. but something changed since the beginning of the November, she began to ignore me and stopped answering me. now I can't tell u how much this is affecting me. I m restless to the core. I was happy in my lone world but she disrupted my cycle and now I m feeling so distraught and heart broken like I know this is very childish but seriously I valued our friendship a lot. I had bounded with her very deeply and she just dumped it so badly. I have suffered such sudden disattachment and isolation enough in my life but none has hurted me this bad which means that she indeed had become a part of my life.

Hey anon, sorry this took me so long to answer. I am sorry you have had this experience. There is nothing worse than suddenly being ghosted and avoided by someone who was a very important friend. I had this happen to me and I did a couple stupid things to try and capture her attention again. In the end I sent her a message basically saying I need her to make up her mind and decide if she still wants to be friends with me.

It might be worth it to send a similar message because then at least you have closure and know where she stands. And maybe she might pull her head out of her ass if you show her you are serious?

[actuallysaiyan]

Oh ok then when you can could you do some sfw alphabet for raditz he needs more love

Okie dokie! One Raditz SFW alphabet coming right up! Thanks for the Dragon Ball requests, I’m grateful!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Raditz is a pretty affectionate guy. Sometimes he’s got a hard time showing it, because he hasn’t always been the best at conveying his emotions properly. He can come off as gruff and serious, but deep down he wants a big hug and someone to tell him how good he is.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Raditz is a great best friend, but sometimes he can be a bit flaky. He generally tries to be kind and trustworthy, but he’s sometimes unreliable a bit. He tries hard to be good with people, but he can be a little mean. He’d definitely strike up a conversation with you if you’d approach him.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves to cuddle! He doesn’t always want to admit it, but he loves to wrap his arms around you and pull you close to him. He wants you to feel safe and secure. He’s probably going to want you to pet his hair and kiss him sweetly as he snuggles close to you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Ehhh, Raditz isn’t super crazy about doing chores. Sure, he’s going to want to settle down if you’d like to, but he might want you to take care of him a bit. That being said, he’d be okay with pulling his own weight with the domestic stuff if you asked him.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be very upset. He’s not going to show it in front of his partner, but he’s definitely going to feel very stupid. He knows it can’t always last forever with someone, but he doesn’t want to be heartbroken. He can be sensitive sometimes.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Okay, so Raditz would definitely enjoy having a mate. He’s probably not going to be the most romantic guy and say he wants to get married and all that jazz, but if things went well between you two, he wouldn’t be opposed to getting married and being committed.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Behind closed doors, he’s very gentle. He loves hugging you and kissing you, and making sure you’re okay and feeling loved. If he’s going to be in front of anyone else, he might seem standoffish sometimes. It’s not because he doesn’t care, but he does have his Saiyan pride after all.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Raditz loves hugs! He’s so sweet about it. He pulls you in and holds you close, inhaling your scent. He loves the way you smell and how good your body feels pressed against his. He’s not going to hug you often, but when he does, he makes sure it’s a good one.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’s definitely not going to be quick about it. While he’s someone who’s often away doing one thing or another, he wants to be sure that he means it before telling you. You’d be spending lots of time apart, which would make the two of you lonely and longing, so he wants to make sure it’s the right time to say it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Oh...boy is he ever jealous. He hates when other people flirt with you, and he’s not just going to stand there and let it happen. He’ll grab you and kiss you in front of anyone who thinks they can hit on you, watching to see if the person is reacting. He won’t go violent unless that person won’t let up.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are soft and gentle, but when he’s aroused, they can be quite animalistic. He loves kissing you on the lips and the neck, sometimes he’ll bite down and leave love marks. He likes being kissed on the lips and his chest. It makes him feel so wanted.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Let’s just say, he isn’t the best around children(anyone remember how he treated Gohan?) Besides that, if you wanted children, he would probably make an effort to be more respectful and kind. He’s going to have to change that about himself if things get serious.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You’d be wrapped up his arms as he slept in, leaving you to get up and cook him a huge breakfast. Once he wakes up, he’s going to give you a loving kiss on the top of your head and chow down immediately. After that, he’d love to take a shower with you and lounge around for a bit before doing anything.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

They are definitely wild. He likes to either go out and have fun with you, or stay in and have you all to himself. Let’s just say that he can be indulgent sometimes, and he won’t always want to be calm and collected. You can be assured that there’s always something involved.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Raditz would take some time before revealing everything. He’s not the most proud of his past, but he wants you to know the real him. He’s got some things on his chest that he’d like to talk about, but he’s got to trust you before he can really talk about anything.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He doesn’t have the best patience, but it is better than some people(*cough* Vegeta *cough*) He tries not to get too angry at things, but he can be a little irrational sometimes. He needs you to keep him grounded most times.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Raditz would make sure to remember the important things about you, like your favorite things and your birthday. Besides that, he’s not going to remember every little detail. He likes to keep things simple and not overcrowd his brain with meaningless stuff.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite memory is when he got really hurt in a fight, and you ran to his side to make sure he was okay. While he was a little embarrassed, he loved the fact that you cared for him so much. You took him home and nursed him back to health, making him realize how much you meant to him.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

You can be assured that Raditz would protect you from anything. He’ll put his life on the line if he has to. You’re the most important thing to him, and he’ll fight for his honor and yours. On the flip side, he’d be pretty embarrassed if you tried to protect him. He would secretly love it though.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Raditz would love it if you planned the dates, but he’ll try the bare minimum if he’s got a decent idea about it. He loves you lots, but he’s not the biggest for romance. He wants you to have a good time, so he’ll let you decide a lot for those things.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He eats a lot, and he can be a slob. No one really taught him to pick up after himself, so it’s not always the nicest for your place when he comes over.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Raditz can be pretty vain, and he does care about how he looks. He knows you love how sexy he is, and that you love his long hair. He takes care of how he looks when he’s around you.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He wouldn’t want to admit it, but when you aren’t there he feels very sad and miserable. He feels pretty incomplete without you. He needs you there to cheer him on and make sure he knows he’s loved.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Raditz love is when you whisper sweet things to him. Hearing your voice say something in his ear is so good. He gets tingles up and down his spine. It turns him on.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He wouldn’t like it if his partner tried to compare him to someone else, unless it was a comparison that made him look good. He does his best to treat you right and make you happy, so he doesn’t want you looking at other people.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Raditz is definitely a violent sleeper. He tosses and turns a lot. He probably snores a little too if he’s exhausted.

[btsslowburnfic]

BTBY Chapter 6

Series Summary: For Namjoon, the moment he set his sights on being the #1 rapper, he pushed the symbol to the side and hated it. Love should be chosen, not forced on you. He didn’t believe in fate and this mark on his wrist was a big “fuck you” to all that.

Chapter Summary: Award Show Day!

Previous chapter here

The rest of rehearsal was blissfully boring, as well as dinner. The BTS production unit was filming their behind-the-scenes content so the guys were occupied the rest of the evening, sparing you from anymore awkward conversation.

The next morning you throw on leggings and a t-shirt and go get your hair and make up done for the award show. It’s not like anyone was going to take your picture or anything, but with everyone else looking so nice you would feel out of place if you didn’t also look fancy. You sucked at hair and make-up so you happily paid the salon pricing. You double checked your garment bag and work bag before heading to the venue.

Security is tight as usual and you happily flash your ID and credentials to the staff. You are the first one to arrive from your team. You find the green rooms for BTS and a shared space for several bands' back up dancers. You sit your belongings in a corner out of the way and begin to review the catering order and ensure the requested food and beverages are present. You are super nervous about today. This is your fifth year doing this award show but your first year mostly solo, and the first year your group hasn’t practiced at the actual venue the day before. You sigh, sitting down the request sheet and counting the hair dryers and flat-irons.

Gina, Xavier, and Joe arrive fifteen minutes later. "Hey there good looking," You walk over and hug Joe, careful to keep your face off his suit. Gina is already in her gown and Xavier is like you, dressed in sweatpants and a shirt, ready to practice. “Ok Gina, what would you like me to do today?” you ask your boss even though you can already guess based on the fact one of you is dressed fancy and one of you is dressed for the gym.

“I’m going to stay here and get the stylists and back up dancers checked in. I want you and Xavier to go wait by the back door for BTS and immediately take them to the stage for rehearsal. As soon as the back-ups get checked in I’m sending them your way. When you’re done, bring them here for hair and make-up and then they’ll walk the carpet.”

“Okie dokie.” you say, “See you later Joe!” you smile and pat his arm as you exit the room. Xavier stops and gives him a kiss before he follows you. The hallway is a clusterfuck of PD teams and garment racks, back-up dancers, and caterers, but you love it. So much chaos but also organization. You love awards show days. You were just so nervous you had forgotten how invigorating it was.

“I’m so excited to watch the performances later!” Xavier squeals as the two of you line up alongside other teams by the back door. You hold up your little “BTS” sign so the group can find you easier. The signs were dumb but necessary. The guys had actually hung out with you way more than your previous artists since you were all working together in a small studio space. And, other than the whole soulmate thing, they were the nicest group you had worked with so far. They were patient with your team and their production unit and chose to stay and eat with everyone at the studio, when they could have had catering delivered to the hotel. Yes, at this moment you were feeling very excited and proud.

A few minutes passed where you made small talk with some other producers who were waiting. You saw several other singers and bands arrive. Finally a large group came in and you knew it had to be yours. You immediately found RM.

"Good morning! Are you guys all ready to go straight to the stage?" you ask as you walk alongside him now that all of the guys and the production team were in the building.

"Yeah we gave our stuff to our manager to take to the green room so let's get there as soon as possible." he responds.

"Alright," follow me.” You lead the group through the winding hallways to the stage, trying to keep them focused even though they and other celebrities keep stopping to wave and say "hi" to each other.

"Sorry, they don't get out often," RM jokes as he apologizes to you. "it's fine. We're good on time.” you assure him while checking your watch” The backup dancers are still going through security clearance.” You had sent Xavier ahead to the stage to meet any who arrived early.

“Hey! Is that [Y/N]?” you hear a voice call out in the narrow hallway.

You recognize the well-dressed man as Mr. Salontes, the manager of Imagine Dragons.

“Mr. Salontes!” you lean in for a polite hug, “It’s great to see you again! How are you? You guys are up for best alternative album right?”

“You have such a great memory [y/n], yes we are, and we’re getting ready to promote it on tour this summer. Speaking of which, we’re looking for a Director. I’ve heard great things about you. Are you looking for a tour this summer?” he looks at you hopefully.

Your eyes widen as you stand there shocked for a second, you were not expecting a group this popular to make you offer and you certainly weren’t expecting it in a busy hallway while you were leading your group to rehearsal. “Oh wow, that sounds amazing. Thank you. I am looking to tour this summer. Ummm… Do you also have a position for a choreographer?"

“No, sorry, just a Directing position. We’ve already hired our choreographer.” You think for a few seconds and take a deep breath, “Oh, that’s too bad. I already promised my choreographer Xavier that I would tour with him this summer.”

Mr. Salontes gives you a kind but incredulous look. “Are you sure? This is a really big opportunity you’re turning down. I’m sure your friend would understand.”

He was so nice about it, you felt even worse. But, a promise is a promise. Xavier and Joe had been there for you through some really shitty times, you were’t going to go back on your word.

“I know, and I really appreciate it I just can’t go back on my word. I do really appreciate the opportunity though. Good luck tonight,” you say with a tone of finality as you begin moving again to get your group to the stage.

“You are crazy,” you hear RM comment behind you.

You roll your eyes, “Oh yeah? Why is that?”

“You just turned down working with one of the biggest groups in your country right now. You don’t think that Manager is going to run off and tell a bunch of other people that you’re difficult to work with. I thought you took your job seriously.”

You sigh as you continue to meander through the hallways. Yeah you felt bad about declining the offer, but what were you supposed to do? “I love my job but it’s just a job. If he wants to go and tell people that I won’t leave my friend behind then let him. Other opportunities will come along, My friendship with Xavier is more important. Alright, here we are,” you stop and wait in the wings, scanning the backstage for Xavier and your dancers.

“[Y/N] over here!” Xavier waves at you. You walk over. “Ok all of the dancers are here so we are good to go.”

“Perfect let me go check with AV and I will be right back.” you run down to the sound booth to make sure they knew which group was getting ready to go. “Ok, back up dancers you will be over here stage Left.” You look at your sheet. “V, Jhope, and Jungkook you are also stage left. RM and Jin head to Stage left and Jimin, go to the center of the stage.”

They run the songs with choreography and lights only two times. You and another assistant begin to apply lav mics to them for the full rehearsal. “Ok so no throwing mic pacs today ok? These ones are expensive,” you tease RM as you apply the mic around his torso, feeling the electricity buzzing again. “Dammit,” you accidentally say out loud.

“What? Is the mic shorting out?” he asks, looking alarmed. He does have a tendency to break things.

“No the mic is fine,” you mutter.

“Then what’s causing the electricity,” he asks perplexed.

You smirk and feel your cheeks flush, “It’s a soulmate thing,” you say under your breath. You feel him tense up.

“Oh...sorry about that.”

“It’s fine, I’m almost finished.” you respond as you hand him the in-ears. “Ok, looks good.” you assess him for a minute and then move on to Jin. His placement is much faster even though he is blushing like a schoolgirl. Cute. All of these guys were adorable. And hot. How was this possible?

You signal to the sound booth that you are ready and they run the full practice through twice. Ahh it looks so good. You have water available for them once they finish. “That looked so good!” you say to Xavier.

“I know I know! Let’s get them to hair and make-up.” you say as you gather the men and lead them to their green room. The walk back to the room is much faster fortunately. The stylists are all waiting at different chairs and their outfits have been hung up for them. “Alright, we’ll see you guys in about 2 hours. You have hair and make-up and then you’ll walk the carpet. After that come back here and we’ll wait to be seated,” you tell the group, allowing RM to translate. You and Xavier grab your garment bags and head over to the dancer’s green room to change and kill time.

“You look amazing!” Xavier compliments you as you exit the changing room in your dress. It’s a long sleeve number with a straight neckline, scoop back, and is mid-thigh length.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you say as you walk over and straighten up his pocket square and tie.

“Soooo anything new? You knowwwwwwww???” he asks.

“Yeah, we had sex in the green room just now. It took 30 seconds while everyone else wasn’t looking. It was great,” you say dryly.

Xavier rolls his eyes at you. “You’re no fun. So he’ s leaving tomorrow and then that’s it?”

“Yep. Just like that. The way things were before.”

“And you’re fine with that?”

You sit down on a bench and cross your legs. Xavier joins you. “Yeah. I mean he’s super cool and all, it’s just not what either of us want.”

“Well we’ve come a long way from yesterday at least.”

You sulk on the bench for a second and then pull up your phone to watch the Red Carpet interviews. It was always so cool to think that you had a small part in making this award show come together. You guys watch the network interview several bands and your back up dancers come over when it’s BTS’s turn. You hear exclamations of “so cool” “Hotness” “I bet they win” and you smile as you hold your phone.

You look at your watch. “Ok, I’m going to head to the green room. Ill see you at our seats?” you ask Xavier.

“You got it doll,” he plants a small kiss on your cheek. “Good luck. I’m sure tonight will go great.”

You smile and head over to their green room. A few stylists are still around to do touch up work and some caterers are refilling waters and snacks. Everything is going according to plan. You sit down for a minute and enjoy the quiet before the storm. A few minutes later, the band and their filming crew arrive. You stand up automatically but you are finishing up reading an article on your phone so you don’t immediately look up.

When you do you see that RM is staring at you with his mouth slightly open. You look at him questioningly. “What’s wrong?”

“Uh,” sorry. He puts his hands in his suit pockets. “You just uh look really pretty.”

You stand there in shock for a second. “Oh. Thanks. I guess I forgot that I changed clothes,” you laugh while gesturing at your dress.

“Oooo lovely sexy lady,” Jimin says to you as he walks over to his seat.

Namjoon barks out in Korean, “Be professional, she’s our director.”

“I’m just saying the truth,” Jim responds in turn. He winks as he walks past you.

“Thank you,’ you blush and say to Jimin. “You guys look great as well.”

RM rolls his eyes and storms over to his chair, taking out his phone and doesn’t say another word to you. You feel your body slowly get hot with Anger. His Anger. Wtf dude? NEXT CHAPTER

[quinnfebrey]

okie thANK YOU!!! so last night i went on a date with this girl i met on hinge we talked for about a week and we met up for kbbq and we walked around for a bit and i treated her for ice cream and she treated me for boba, we also met up and she drove us everywhere!! we spent around 6 hours together just walking around and talking and i gave her a lil gift at the start of the date (she’s really into BTS so i have her this junkook doll i had laying around the house as kind of like a joke gift but also be thoughtful at the same time and she rlly liked it!!) she’s also bi and this was her very first date ever (im 19 and she’s 20). at the end of the date she dropped me off at my car and said see you soon!! and throughout the date we made plans to do other things in the future (aquarium, go to DC, picnic in baltimore, road trip to NYC, try new restaurants). but what throws me off is that our texting has been kinda limited like at first it was pretty constant with back and forth like getting to know each other/asking questions but the day before there wasn’t as much texting and today we haven’t talked to each other at all (i sent her a meme on twitter about pets and added like a caption/question at the end so it could lead into a mini convo but she left me on read). after our date i told her to text me when she got home safely and she did and our text went like this:

her: i just got home :)

me: i just got home too!! i had a really nice time tonight hopefully i did ur fist date justice!! <3 i would love to go out some time again if ur down!! <:)

her: yes you definitely did!!! & i would also love to go out again :))

me: im glad!! are u free anytime next week <:) also i was so full i couldn’t finish my drink (i rlly appreciate u for buying it tho) but my cousin wants to thank u for it she finished it in like a minute!! LOL

her: no worries!! i’m glad you both enjoyed it hehe also i think i’m free next weekend but i’ll let you know!

me: okie sounds good to me!!! <:)

so my question is like do u think she’s still interested? i really wanna go on a second date with her but idk if she’s actually interested or just like rejecting me softly by not giving an exact date and we still haven’t spoken all day!! i just idk what to DOOOO do u have any advice or like if anyone else wants to chime in i would appreciate any and all the advice i could get!!

omg this is so sweet. so i’ll just say that i know for me i SUCK at texting. like some of my best friends i legit haven’t spoken to in weeks bc im just so bad at answering. but then we’ll face time and stay on the call for like five hours. so i wouldn’t read into it too much if everything else checks out

it’s also important to remember that some amount of ghosting will eventually happen with any friendship or relationship. being available either emotionally or socially 24/7 is a lot, and it’s not always a red flag to go some time without talking as long as it’s not one sudden

it’s possible she’s trying to let you down easy but honestly from her texts and the fact that you spent like six hours together it doesn’t sound like it to me?

i mean i’ve definitely done that before, i ended things w a friends w benefits that way (not my finest moment ahsjfjf) but with that i would do things like not open the text until the time had passed and then be like “ahh i didn’t see this” 🧍🏻‍♀️ so if she’s responding in a somewhat timely manner then she’s probably just actually busy

if you’re really curious i would suggest just asking!! communication is key is such a basic advice line but it’s honestly so true. if i was in ur situation i would say something like:

“hey, i just wanted to say again that i had a really good time the other night, and i’m really interested in seeing you again, but if you didn’t click with it then i would also like to just know that up front too. i totally understand if you’re just busy, and this text comes with no strings; if you’re not interested there’s no hard feelings”

you could also say smth about like “as we talked about, you know i’m kinda inexperienced w dating so i don’t want to miss any signs and accidentally be too pushy if you’re not interested. but i also don’t want to read too much into stuff”

if someone sent smth like that to me it would be helpful bc i’d be able to know where they’re coming from. she just might not know what you need from her in terms of communication!

also i’m invested now so pls update me 😁 good luck!!

[gojosattoru]

When you get this, you must publicly post something nice about at least 5 different people you follow, then copy and paste this in each of their ask boxes :^)

AAHHH! STEPHANIEEE!!! My sweet babe thanks for sending this message too :D like I said the more I receive the more I can talk about you my sweet darlings!! heheh *hugs you tight*

@hanae-ichihara Gonna be the first one to talk about muahahah! XDDD My Steph, my dearest delight of my life, it’s been a super duper priviledge to get to know you all these 6 years!! Can you believe it?? 6 six years we’re mutuals, how awesome is that hon??! I remember the day you followed me back, already knowing your flawless edits and gifs, I was so over the moon when I saw it!!  It was such a happy day for me heheh XD On that time I was starting to work on edits and find my style, so it was a big motivation and inspiration you always gave to me!! It was such a happy day for me heheh XD And it has been a big bonus for me to be able to be friends with you Steph! You’re so unique, awesome, sweet and fun to talk to!! I absolutely adore you and your works/blog, they are simply the best!! I’ve been a big admire of yours since de beguinning and will always be! So please never stop and keep doing such a fab job on giving the opportunity to share your skills with us, I’m always looking forward to see more of you heheh XD Ilysm Steph!! Hope we can stay together for many more years :D *hugs you suuuuuuper tight* ❤❤❤❤❤

@manganimae Mae, my sweetness!! It’s been so stupid of me to be following you for such a small amount of time, but I’ve known you through all your kind messages and support you always gave to me :’) You don’t know how much that gave me strength and energy Mae, it’s so endearing of you to go and send so much kindness and love to everyone when we need it! It’s really important and makes super difference!! :) Your blog is so awesome and works so original and cool!! Love them very much!! It’s been a few time we have spent together but I hope in the future we can know each other more and have fun hehe :D Ily!! Keep on being such a beautiful ray of sunshine for us! ❤❤❤❤❤~

@krshima Emery my love!! Another person that I’ve been following for so long and I’m so damn proud to have you in my life and to call you a friend hon!! I never saw someone so warming, so welcoming and so sweet like you Emery, you’re such a precious gem for me!! ; U ; You’re one of my important people on here, when I saw you were back I was beaming with happiness Emery, I’m always thinking of you, praying for your safety and always excited to see your gorgeous gifs *W* heheh They are absolutely beautiful, all those vibrant colors, so smooth and awesome... they are so aesthetic baby!! I wish I could do gifs like you XDDD You never fail to make me smile whenever I see you or talk to you, I enjoy it so much! It’s so pleasing and fun!! heheh *hugs you real tight* Hope you are doing well darling and I’m looking forward to see more of you and let’s enjoy more time together for many more years :D Ily Emery! You’re the best!! Never forget that! ;) ❤❤❤❤~

@blossomchi Chi my lovely babe!! We have been friends for a small amount of time but I seriously had so much fun talking with you, you’re so funny and cute I just want to squeeze you so tight and smooch you all over hehehe XD It’s so enjoyable having you around and seeing your graphics skills??? Dang they are so fabulous just like you!! You have such awesome coloring skills and I want to say that I really admire you, in every way!! And I want to confess something about you baby and I want you to let you know and apologize for it... I was gone for a while and I missed your birthday and didn’t got the chance to give you my wishes Chi my darling, it was a huge blow to me when I realized that I missed it.... I felt horrible seriously... Being such a precious person for me, it made me feel angry at myself doing something like this to you, but I want to let you know that I love you with all my heart and want our friendship to grow more! I absolutely adore being around you, always having a great time even if we haven’t been talking much lately (cause life seriously...) But I hope you are doing well and never forget that I’m always thinking about you and that you’re an absolute amazing person with beautiful skills and that I adore you!! :) Stay well and good Chi hon, btw I’m working on something for you and I hope you like it :D hehe *hugs* ❤❤❤❤

@soniatera Zeeeyyy!! My awesome Zeyyy!! It’s been a wonderful year knowing you my darling, this year has been so tough and hard for all of us but I can say clearly that I’ve made such beautiful friendships on here and I’m so happy and proud of it! You’re one of them Zey! It’s so delightful to talk with you, share opinions about our colorings and seeing your works on my dash couldn’t bring me more excitement and joy in my days :D hehe You have such a distinctive style in your graphics that I know right away that is yours :D I really adore seeing your colorings, really unique and so so cute!! You’re really cool person, always so supporting and kind!! I seriously love you so much!! Hope we can get more time to talk and have lots of fun together for these next years hehe :D It’s been so promising that it really makes me so excited hehe *smooches you* Hope you are doing well too and never forget how wonderful person you are oki? Keep doing a great job Zey! ❤❤❤❤❤~

[seokjinchuriki]

i love you | pjm

Pairing: Vampire!Jimin x Reader

Word Count: 1591

Genre:  Fluff! Angst? Vampire!AU

Summary: jimin can’t understand why he cares for you so much, a human, when he hated humans

Warnings: i dunno, spooky hypothetical situations, falling in love

A/N: this is also related to the byiav universe, but you don’t need to read that to read this. i really liked writing this, i hope you enjoy.

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Jimin hated humans. That was a fact. So emotional, so naive, and so... complicated. Yet... he was sitting with you inside an ice cream parlor that opened 24 hours a day, watching you eat your strawberry ice cream topped with every topping imaginable, after a bad day. Maybe it was your beautiful, (e/c) eyes, or the way your hair fell down your shoulders... or the way you laughed at anything you found humorous.

You had invited to go out with your friends, and he ended being reeled into a game of cards against humanity with you, and one of the black cards had asked, what does Vin Diesel eat for dinner? and you were the one they had to make laugh, of course. So Jimin put the one card down he knew would make you laugh, Geese. That was it, that was the card, and in the end, he was right, you were bent over, heaving, because you thought it was funny.

He should hate you, you're human after all, but he can't. He can't seem to figure out why. Maybe it's the way you don't run from him or the way you gave him your time, knowing he could just... hurt you. Kill you even. You were still here.

"Why are you staring at me?" You asked, pulling him out of his you-induced trance. He was startled, letting out a cough, and shrugged it off.

"I'm not staring at you, Peaches." He dismissed it quickly, "I was just zoning off into space, or whatever it is you say."

Yes, he called you Peaches. He decided to call you this, a year or two ago, when your friendship was still fresh, because of a fond memory he had of you taking him to the farmer's market. You had knocked down an entire rack of peaches, and of course, out of embarrassment, you bought every single one of them. Spending the rest entirety of your paycheck.

You never mentioned wanting to go to the farmer's market again.

"Hmmm, okie." You just went straight back to your ice cream. No questions asked, you trusted him that much and he can't understand why. He sat back in his chair, his legs crossed, admiring you. You were just... a different kind of human, he supposed. You look like one and have close to the same mannerisms as everyone around you, but there was also something different. Something that left him unable to despise you like he would with anybody else.

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"Jimin... do you think you could stay in here with me?" You laid in your bed, snuggled up under your blanket, you were, yet again, having a bad day. You struggled with your presentation in class and it led you down the storm drain, and to top it off, you were stood up by your 'friends'.

When you had come up when swollen eyes and cheeks, Jimin had just decided to bundle you up and put you in bed. That always seemed to work for you. Your cries were annoying and... maybe he just didn't like seeing you sad, but he wouldn't tell you that. He sighed, running a hand through his blond hair and stepping towards the bed, you felt a little dip beside you, and suddenly he was cuddling you. Giving you the pressure you needed to relieve the tension in your body and make you feel better.

You had fallen asleep in no time, and Jimin was stuck here. Holding you.

(Not that he minded.)

The initial position the both of you were in when you had fallen asleep was you as the little spoon and him as the big spoon, but as time passed, your unconscious self opted for a more intimate position, snuggled up against him with your head on his chest and your arm resting on top of his stomach.

How did a vampire who despised humans land a human roommate? How did he end up being the one to comfort you when you had emotional outbursts? How did he end up taking you to ice cream parlors at 3 in the morning?

And the most important question is...

Why did he keep allowing himself to do these things? He hated humans. Absolutely hated them.

Even though Jimin didn't understand why he was in this situation and why he allowed it to get this way, he couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

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"Mini, why do you choose to stay here with me? Or... why do you keep me alive? You're a... vampire, and really handsome and wealthy, and you could be hanging out with anybody else, but you choose to stay with me all the time." You were both sitting on the couch, watching one of your favorite movies, Lady and the Tramp. You were laying on one of end of the couch, while Jimin sat at the other end.

Jimin sat there for a moment, asking himself why you would ask such a question, but then he realized, why did he actually stay here with you? He could be somewhere, anywhere, he wanted, yet here he was, sitting inside with you on a Saturday watching one of those ridiculous Disney movies you enjoyed so much. Why hasn't he killed you? Your blood smelled sweeter than any other person on this earth and it would sate his thirst for months.

There was a specific word in his head, trying to pull itself out of the shadows of his mind.

L... L... L!

Why did his mind keep repeating the letter L? Jimin didn't know, so he just gave you a random response, one that would likely sate your curiosity for now.

"All the luxury and change gets boring, Peaches, and with your diet, I'm sure your blood wouldn't taste very good."

You didn't ask any further, just pulling the blanket you had up so it was covering you from your neck to your toes.

"And maybe you're a bit of a cool friend too." He mumbled, his voice low enough so you wouldn't hear and it'd be lost in the cool air of the room you both sat in.

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You were gone longer than normal. Jimin knew your schedule like the back of his hand, so why weren't you home yet? You hated staying out longer than 5PM, and would much rather be inside watching Chowder or any of those stupid, old cartoons you liked. He thought they rotted your brain, but didn't have the heart to make you stop watching them, they just made you so happy.

He was worried, are you hurt? Did someone attack you? Did another vampire decided to take you as their next meal? Did you get attacked and mauled by a werewolf in the alleyway that led to the forest? All of these hypothetical situations attacked Jimin's mind. He was scared, for the first time in his life, he was afraid and he didn't understand these emotions.

Jimin was a pureblood vampire, he was born as such. Not bitten, like his friend Jungkook, or any other vampire. He didn't have any reason to be scared. In his life, every creature submitted to his will and he could control a human with the snap of his fingers. Fear was not an emotion he felt.

Before Jimin could think any more irrationally, the sound of the apartment door opening and shutting rang through his enhanced senses and he was standing in front of you in no time. You were startled, and stared up at him with wide eyes.

"Ji-" You began, but the vampire was faster.

"Where have you been?" He asked, his tone sharp, but his eyes were soft, full of worry, something you've never seen in them before.

"I had to stay after class to discuss our end of the semester project," You said, softly, Jimin had you 'cornered' against the door. You weren't scared, even with the way he stared you down, you knew he wouldn't hurt you. Wouldn't he already have if that was his intent to all along?

"You could've... at least called, or sent me a text, do you know how worried I was? You could've gotten attacked by another vampire on the street... or even a werewolf! Not all werewolves are like Taehyung, you know that right? You can't just go out alone and after the hours you say you'll be home by, and not tell me!" Jimin was panicked, his eyes frantic, and looking all over your face, trying to find injuries he knew weren't there.

"Jimin... I- Why do you care so much? I'm pretty sure you couldn't care less if I died, just another human off your shoul-"

"I care so much because I love you!" Jimin's sudden outburst caused a sudden silence to ring throughout the room, "I... I love you, okay? And I've never felt worried or scared for anyone in my entire life, yet here I am, worried for you. Scared that you wouldn't come home, and I'd see on the news that you were found, dead in an alleyway."

Jimin loved you? He loved YOU?  A human, a creature he's hated all his life.

The L word trying to escape his mind was LOVE. He stays because he loves you. He hasn't killed you because he loves you.

"Y-You love me?" You were shocked, never in your life would you have thought that Jimin loved you. You, (y/n) (l/n), the emotional human being that came home everyday and annoyed the shit out of him.

Before anything else could happen, Jimin pulled you into a tight hug, holding you close to him.

"I do love you."

[jungshookz]

Ramenboy!tae who works at a lil ramen joint and ur dragged there by Jungkook who loves to abuse Tae’s employee discount and wow they have a competition — eat this massive bowl of ramen in ten minutes and get free ramen for a month and u cannot lose to this heathen known as Jungkook and now u’ve made an awful first impression on Tae and ur mortified but he’s just impressed~ and high key thinks ur cute and now Jungkook needs to play matchmaker in the most disastrous way possible (cue chaos) 🔥anon

→ pairing: kim taehyung x reader

→ genre: nonidol!au, ramenboy!tae, comedy, tiny pinch of fluff, jungkook is an idiot and you might be one too because you just ate a gigantic bowl of ramen 

→ wordcount: 3.8k 

→ note: i’m sorry this took so lonG! u sent this in a while ago but i saved it in my notes because it’s.,, so cute,., this is less about taehyung and more about kook and y/n competing with each other lol!!!! my stomach exploded just thinking about eating five pounds worth of ramen idk how y/n did it 

(gif isn’t mine!) (also i was ecstAtic when i found this gif!!!! how pErfeCt)

this has quite possibly been one of the worst weeks in your entire life

you don’t know how it’s happened but on every single day of the week something has gone wrong for you

monday - your alarm didn’t go off so you accidentally skipped two veRy important lectures that were crucial for the finals

tuesday - your alarm diD go off but when you got to your first class (on time!) you didn’t realise that your prof sent out an email in the morning saying that there was a room switch for the day and the room was in a building located all the way on the oTHER end of campus so you basically missed out on half that lecture

wednesday - you have a big gap between classes on wednesdays so usually you just hang out and study in the library buT when you got there someone had taken your favourite spot so you were forced to go to the really, really quiet study area (no one’s allowed to make a peep otherwise ya get the booT) and when you stepped in you stumbled over someone’s laptop charger that was plugged into the wall and literally fell the floor in less than a millisecond with a big SMAK and everyone in that room looked like they wanted to rip your head off (especially the owner of the laptop charger)

thursday - you ordered a chocolate almond milk and banana smoothie because you wanted to treat yourself but somehow they fucked up your order and it tasted like they threw oranges into your smoothie instead of bananas and by the time you decided you wanted to go back and demAnd that they fix your order the line was like a hundred feet long so you were forced to throw out your $10 smoothie

friday - todAY,., you got your grades back for your midterms and uh.,,. all i’m going to say is u might want to spend a little more time studying and a little less time on tumblr

whatever

you’re just glad it’s finally friday because you are going to hibernate in your room over the weekend to recover from everything

you were going to head straight back to the apartment after classes today but jungkook insisted that you guys hang out today!!! even though you basically see each other every day!!!!

unfortunately you’re just not in the mood to do anything because you’re grumpy and tired

also it’s that time of the month

so like

you really reALLY aren’t in the mood to do anything

but of course

because it’s jungkook

he didn’t give you a choice (he dropped to his knees and literally just started sCREAMING until you said you would hang out with him and then he hopped back up onto his feet and was like heehee oki!! let’s go, friend!!!! as he wasn’t just screeching a lung out in the middle of the schoolyard a second ago)

and this is where he decides to take you

a dinky ramen joint in the city

“why couldn’t we just have gone to watch a movie?” you groan and flop your head back “also we had lunch like two hours ago-“

“and your point is??” jungkook scoffs as he flips through the menu

“if we eat now it’s going to ruin our appetite for dinner and thaT’s going to throw everything off course- hey quit iT” jungkook reaches back blindly to whack your face gently to shut you up

ur a great person and he likes u a lot but you need to relax ur asshole sometimes (he literally said that to you within the first week of knowing you and when you gawked and responded with ‘my asshole is SO relaxed and loOSE right now!!!!!!’ in the middle of the cafeteria he knew that this friendship was meant to be)

“listen, i was craving ramen and i always come here because i know one of the guys who works here so i always get a discount…” jungkook trails off as he continues looking through the menu “okay, i know what i want!”

“okay give me a second to- woAh-“ jungkook drags you into the restaurant before you get a chance to look at the options

oh

this place is a lot bigger than it looks

spacious booths on both sides with obscenely red leather seats

square tables scattered around the place

it seems like it’s doing pretty well in terms of business because almost all of the tables are full

“jungkook!” both you and kook turn at the source of the sound

who is

who is tHAT

floppy, soft brown hair peeking out from behind a red bandana

a little blue apron wrapped around his tapered waist

a stained white v-neck (it looks vEry good on him and usually u hate v-necks on guys)

and his smile is very.,,. boxy?

your eyes widen when he approaches you two

you immediately duck behind jungkook and pray to god that you look somewhat presentable

you look down at your outfit

okay

jeans and a cute little flowery blouse

okay!!! not bad!!! hopefully your eyeliner hasn’t moved from your eyes to your chin tho

“hey, man!” they do one of those bro-hug things and he gives jungkook a couple pats on the pack

jesus

even his hand is hot

“table for one, as per usual?”

oh my god

and that voiCE?

silky smooth is the only way to describe it

“i actually brought someone with me this time! this is y/n.” jungkook points behind him and you poke your head out a little

taehyung tilts his head to get a better look at you and he offers you a warm smile

your heart skips a beat and you feel your cheeks grow warm

“ah, so this is a date?”

“taehyung, please.” jungkook scoffs and pauses “…my standards are higher.”

“hEy-“ you scowl and smack his arm before moving out from behind jungkook

you turn to face taehyung and you smile shyly “hi”

he sticks his hand out for you to shake and you take it graciously

he gives you a firm shake

“hi! i’m taehyung but you can call me tae if you’d like. any friend of jungkook’s is a friend of mine!” he grins and grabs two menus from the front before leading you guys to a booth in the back

you slide in on one side and jungkook slides in on the other side

taehyung hands each of you a menu

“i’ll be back with some water and to take your orders in a couple minutes!”

“okay, thank you!” you chirp and let your eyes linger for a couple seconds as taehyung walks off to wait on another table

jungkook narrows his eyes at you for a brief second

interesting

veRy interesting

“ah, let’s see what’s good…” jungkook hums and opens up the menu while stroking his chin

what a dork

“you literally jusT checked out the menu outside-“  

“hey. look at this!” jungkook pulls a flyer out of the menu before flipping it over to show you

he wiggles his eyebrows

you squint and lean forward to read the small text

you should’ve brought your reading glasses with u

“the big bowl challenge… finish a five pound bowl of ramen in ten minutes and get free ramen for a month-“ your eyes widen and you pull away as if jungkook just zaPPed you “are you insane?! five pounds???”

“it wouldn’t hurt to try!!! if you finish the bowl, it’s free!!! and free ramen for a month?!” jungkook points to the flyer again

“well, you go ahead and enjoy filling yourself up, i’m just going to get a normal sized bowl of ramen.” you scoff and shake your head as you flip through the menu

their new spicy ramen looks pretty good

you might go for that one

ooH and it comes with a side of dumplings for $2 extra

“you just don’t wanna do it because you know you’re going to lose.” jungkook sighs and leans back against the booth and casually flips through his menu

you drop your menu and gawk at him “wha- lose?? trust me, if we were to compete, you would be the loser here.”

“all bark, no bite…”

you clench your jaw in frustration and let out a huff

jungkook knows how competitive you are and he knows exactly which buttons to press to get you to fall for his tricks every single time

he’s so sneAKy

“c’mon, let’s do it together! i know how to make things more interesting. not only will we be racing against the clock - we will also be racing against each other.”

huh

that doEs make things more interesting

“what happens if i beat you?” you raise a brow and put the menu down

your spicy ramen and dumplings can wait for next time

“mm… i’ll buy you smoothies for a week. and if i win, you have to do my laundry for a week.”

oh groSS

you don’t want to do jungkook’s laundry

he has spiderman boxers with holes in them n stinky socks

but those smoothies are expensive

and really yummy

are you reALLY going to force yourself to consume a five pound bowl of ramen just to shove it in jungkook’s face

also,…,., do you really want taehyung to sEE you consume a five pound bowl of ramen

“-and i will be partaking in your ramen competition.” you snap out of it when you realise jungkook’s already ordering for you guys “and we’re alsO going to compete against each other to see who can finish their bowl the fastest!”

you can’t really change your mind now

you’re not a coWARD

you sit up a little straighter before propping your chin up on your palm and reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind ur ear

hopefully u look cute under this dim lighting

“oh, really?” taehyung looks between the both of you before scribbling it down on his soup-stained notepad “my money’s on y/n.”

“you’re a traitor.” jungkook responds immediately and slaps his menu shut “y/n’s going down and she’s going to do my laundry for a week.”

taehyung gasps lightly before shaking his head and tuning to look at you “god y/n.,., you better win because one time jungkook left a pair of socks at my place and i swear to god i was this close to moving out because of the stench… i don’t want anyone having to go through the pain of-”

“okAY okay don’t u have a job to do???” jungkook scowls and hands his menu to tae and you do the same

“i will return shortly with two monstrous bowls of ramen!” taehyung chirps and heads off towards the kitchen

you let out a little sigh before leaning back against the booth

jungkook clears his throat

“what… was that?”

“what are you talking about?”

“y’know, the-“ jungkook starts giggling like a maniac and reaches up to pretend to tuck hair behind his ears over and over again “that!”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about. also, just out of curiousity-“ you take a small sip of water, “how do you know taehyung?”

jungkook pokes his tongue into his cheek before leaning back and crossing his arms

“why do you ask?”

“i told u it was out of curiosity” you respond innocently and shrug

“we’re in the same literature class. he’s a pretty nice guy!” jungkook nods before going quiet “.,,.,.he’s also a pretty single guy.”

you give him a pointed look “don’t do that.”

“what?? you were curious and i answered your question!”

“i’m terminating this conversation.” you roll your eyes and cross your arms

jungkook hums and leans over to check out the little boxes of extra toppings on the side

pretty standard stuff

extra green onion.,.some ginger.,,. salt, pepper, chilli powder

“you ever think about how long it takes for people to shred green onion into these thin little-“

“how long have you known him for?”

jungkook’s shoulders droop

obviously this conversation has been resurrected from your termination

“ah… almost a year?” he shrugs and peeks into the little pot of shredded green onions

you gawk at him and lean forward

“…and you didn’t think to introduce me to him until now-“

“i thought you weren’t interested.” jungkook slaps the ceramic lid back onto the pot

“i’m just making conversation”

“i juSt tried to make conversation about green onions and you completely shut that down-“

“also, going back to my point, i never even asked you if he was single or not, all i asked you was how-“

“but if you were to ask me if he was single or not then i would respond with, yes, y/n, taehyung is very single and i’m sure-“

“alrighty, here we go!” you immediately shut up and give jungkook a warning look when taehyung appears at your table carrying two trays propped up on his shoulders

you swallow thickly when you see his biceps flex slightly

.,,.yes.

Yes To All Of That.

taehyung sets your bowl down in front of you carefully as to not have any soup splash out-

oh god

this bowl is.,., it’s a loT bigger than you thought it would be

there are like four boiled eggs in here

a tiny mountain of shredded green onion

six pieces of seaweed

ten thin slices of pork

you reach up and tie your hair up into a ponytail

ya gotta put the hair up when it’s time to get down n dirty

“get ready to lose, y/l/n” jungkook grins and rubs his hands together in anticipation

“in your wildest dreams, jeon.” you snap back immediately and pick your chopsticks up

“since you guys are competing, i brought two timers for you“ taehyung plops two little clocks down in between the two of you and you make sure to smile politely at him before looking back at your bowl

you don’t mean to brush him off but you’re tryINg to figure out the most strategic way to finish a bowl of ramen this big

and so it goes

the next ten minutes of your life will be the most important ten minutes in your entire life

here’s your game plan:

eat aLL the toppings first to get them out of the way

just go hAM on the slurping

use your chopsticks to really shovel and paCK the noodles into your mouth

if necessary don’t even chew!!!! just swALLOW

and then at the end chug down the broth because by the time you finish the noodles the broth will have cooled down a little bit

jungkook’s game plan is just to eat and enjoy himself

he doesn’t care whether he beats you or not

he just wants to see you shovelling food into your mouth like a maniac in front of his friend that he’s pretty sure you’re vERy attracted to

evil??? only a little bit

>:-)

“alright, you two ready?” taehyung keeps his fingers hovered over the start button on each timer “in 3, 2, 1… go!”

you immediately slurp up a giaNT spoonful of noodles and regret that decision almost instantly because hOT HOT HOT

it doesn’t matter

you gotta do whatever it takes to win

whATEVER it takes babY

okay jungkook was originally going to just enjoy himself but his competitive streak has officially kicked in so now he’s slurping up the noodles just as quickly as you are

side note

the broth is actually really good

and the eggs are cooked to perfection

and the noodles are also cooked to perfection

perfEctly chewy and perfectly slurpable

you definitely see yourself coming back here and it’s noT just because that taehyung boy is cute okay

speaking of taehyung

he is vEry impressed with your progress so far

most of the people he’s seen do this challenge have struggled a bit at the start but you seem to be doing just fine

jungkook’s noodles keep slipping from his chopsticks and taehyung laughs lightly when some of the broth splashes onto his face

he wonders why jungkook’s never mentioned his cute friend that he’s realising he might be slightly attracted to even though he literally only knows your name

u cute

u real cute

“you’re eating like an animAL-“

“says the one shovelling noodles into her mouth!”

“at least i-“

you and kook simultaneously bicker anD eat and taehyung snorts when you threaten to shove a spoonful of chilli powder uP his- [statement redacted]

you pause for a split second when you see jungkook literally swaLLow half an egg

good god

wat dat mouf do

swallow half a boiled egg apparently

“tiME” you smack your hand against your timer and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand because you feel yourself dribbling a little bit

let’s see

nine minutes and thirty eight seconds

not bad!! for a FIVE pound bowl of ramen

jungkook slurps up the last of his serving and whacks the timer

nine minutes and fifty two seconds

oOh

close call

jungkook drops his chopsticks into the bow and pats his chest a couple times before wincing in discomfort “the noodles are stiLL going down the hatch”

“alright, that’s ti- oh.” taehyung rounds the corner and hits the side button on his watch “you’re both done!”

“yep, we’re both done..” you smile weakly

you don’t know if you can ever eat another bowl of ramen again

you don’t know if you can look at boiled eggs the same way without imagining one sliding down jungkook’s throat

“congratulations, you two!” taehyung peeks into both of your bowls to make sure there’s nothing left “you’re both the noodle champions!” he stacks your bowls together and picks them up “i’ll be back with your prize t-shirts!!”

great.,,. you’re both nooDle champions.,,. but at what coST

o god

and taehyung just witnessed you inhale a five pound serving of ramen 

his first memory of you.,,.is seeing you shovel like five pieces of pork into your mouth while glaring at jungkook 

ahHHHH 

aT WHAT COST

“i think i’m pregnant.” you groan and lie down on your back

you sit up a little to look at kook “and i think it’s yours.”

jungkook glances back over at you “if it’s a boy, we name it ramen. if it’s a girl, we name it ramena.” he slouches back against the booth and stares into space “i have something to tell you too”

“what”

“i’m definitely pregnant and it’s definitely yours.” he rubs a hand over his bloated tummy and lets out a louD belch and you groan quietly

“you’re repulsive”

“i’m carrying your child, how dare you speak to a pregnant man like that?” jungkook sits up quickly but immediately regrets it

he lets out another belch and you whine before throwing a balled up napkin at him

god

u can smell it from here

“oh, god. the baby’s coming.”

“if you puke it all out you’re immediately disqualified-“

“i don’t caRE the bABY’S COMING-“ jungkook slides out of the booth and you can’t help but laugh at the sight of him sprinting to the washroom

you stop laughing when you feel the ramen coming up a little bit but you swallow it down because there’s no way you’re losing after that baTTle

“where’s kook?” you jump and immediately sit up  

you point to the washroom “he’s about to give birth to a ramen baby through his mouth”

“…huh” taehyung kisses his teeth “well, do you want your picture up on the wall?” he shakes the polaroid camera and your eyes widen in mild panic

heCk no you don’t want your picture up on the wall

“oh, god no. i do not want anyone knowing that i ate a five pound bowl of ramen in less than ten minutes.” you snort and shake your head

taehyung laughs lightly before pointing to himself “but i know that you ate a five pound bowl of ramen in less than ten minutes.”

“mm, that’s true.” you purse your lips before sticking your pinky out “pinky promise you won’t tell?”

taehyung grins and sets the camera down so that he can wrap his pinky around yours

he stands up a little straighter and clears his throat

“i promise,” he presses a hand to his chest, “i, kim taehyung, will not tell anyone that you, y/n y/l/n, successfully consumed a five pound bowl of ramen in less than ten minutes-“

“good-“

“iF-“

“…if?” your brows knit together in confusion

if

if whAT

“if you give me your number.”

huh

you have to admit that was kind of smooth

and unexpected

but a nice kind of unexpected

you snort and feel the apples of your cheeks growing warm 

you clear your own throat before sliding out of the booth and getting up

taehyung stands up straighter as you press your own hand to your chest “i, y/n y/l/n, will happily give you, kim taehyung my number if you don’t tell anyone that i successfully consumed a five pound bowl of ramen in less than ten minutes.”

keep in mind the two of you still have your pinkies locked together

taehyung nods firmly and lets go of your hand

“your country thanks you.” he salutes and you can’t help but giggle when his right eye drops in a wink  

you feel your heart go all warm and gushy

and it’s noT from the heartburn

:-)

okay wait

it might be a little from the heartburn  

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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Based on @bugaboo-n-bananoir‘s amazing Cowboy!Adrien and Witch!Marinette AU. 

It’s important to know that almost everything is the same in this AU. I’m just changing them from superheroes to a witch and a cowboy. (A magically enhanced Cowboy, but I digress.)

Ao3

Part One

—

“I’m not crazy, am I Tikki?” Marinette asked.

It had been a week since school started, and every time Marinette made eye contact with the sweet Cowboy, she felt her face flush. He was just so kind, honest, and smart! Not to mention adorable!

She had collected an array of photos from his modeling career, but it almost seemed like looking at a different person without the Cowboy charm.

“Not crazy, just in love.”

“Oh please,” Marinette waved her off. “I would hardly call it love. But…I can’t stop thinking about him.”

“That’s normal. Especially when you spend 8 hours a day with him and his boots.” Tikki giggled.

“But I’ve been stuttering and stammering around him all week! He probably thinks I’m a weirdo!”

“Marinette...he thinks he’s a Cowboy.”

“What? No, he is a Cowboy. Just like I’m a witch. We went over this.”

“Okay, if you say so. If you really want to get over your stammering, you just need to talk to him. Invite him to hang out!”

“What? Like a date?”

“Not necessarily. A strong friendship is often a great place to start a relationship. Who knows, you might like him more as a friend anyway!”

Marinette put a finger to her chin. “Hmmm...I suppose so. But what would we do? I don’t know how much we have in common yet!”

“You could take him for a flight! He seemed really interested in it!”

“Hey yeah!” She looked to her window, where the full moon was shining through. “I’ll go now!”

“Now??”

“Yeah! It’ll be a surprise! And it’s a Friday night, so we don’t have school tomorrow.”

“You’ve talked me into it! Let’s go sweep that boy off his feet!”

Marinette grabbed her broomstick, which was propped up by the door to her balcony. Instead of putting on her new hat, she put on the Cowboy hat Adrien had given her.

“How do I look?” Marinette twirled.

“Mighty purdy!” Tikki giggled.

“Don’t make fun of him!”

“I’m not! I think it’s cute!”

After that, they flew together out the window.

Marinette didn’t actually know where Adrien lived, but in the era of GPS, she could look up his address for fan mail and find his house.

It was only around the corner from her! Small world!

A huge mansion, with a tall wall all the way around it, Marinette was surprised that she hadn’t guessed it first.

As she floated around the house, she found a wall of windows, the lights out inside. But there was a light on over the desk, and a boy hard at work.

The same boy she had been looking for.

He was doing his homework, likely so he could have the weekend free. His hat was on the coffee table, his boots kicked off nearby. And his flannel was untucked and unbuttoned.

A black cat sat on his lap, which he stroked absently.

Delicately, Marinette tapped on the glass.

Adrien perked up at the noise, startled. Then he turned to look at the window and his eyes lit up with joy.

He shoved the cat off his lap and went to the window.

“Well! I’ll be! A little witch has appeared at my window! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

She blushed at how happy he sounded to see her. “You sounded interested when I brought up flying the other day. The moon is beautiful out. I thought you might like to take a spin?”

“You’ve come to sweep me off my feet?” His eyes twinkled with mirth.

“That I have, buckaroo.”

He took her in. “My, you ride side saddle like a pro! But cha ain’t got no saddle!”

She giggled. “I don’t need a saddle! It’s a broom!”

“Sure you do! Every self respecting steed needs a saddle, come on in, and I’ll see what I can rustle up!”

Marinette floated through the open window and hovered over the plush carpet.

His room was huge. Her parents entire apartment could probably fit inside it. Despite Adrien’s proclivities towards the American West, the room wasn’t quite as rustic as she imagined. Though, much more rustic than any other place in Paris, she assumed. He had a rock wall, and a skateboarding ramp. And on the second story, yeah, he had a second story, there was a collection of movies.

She assumed most were westerns.

As for the decor, well...there was a mechanical bull in the corner. She also spied a genuine cattle skull and a cow skin blanket over the bed.

Wait was that a wagon wheel?

Adrien returned from the closet. “Ah ha! Here we are!” He held a thick wool blanket over his arm. “I knew my actual saddles wouldn’t fit on the stick. So let’s give this a try.”

“It really is sweet of you, Adrien. But I don’t really need it.”

“Ya sure? Don’t want cha gettin’ splinters in your cooter.”

Marinette doubled over in laughter, loosing her balance and falling off the broom, right into Adrien’s arms. She didn’t even have the mind to be embarrassed. She just hugged him and laughed harder.

Adrien laughed right along with her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“Golly Marinette, your laughter sure is contagious!” He giggled, looking down at her.

She looked up, meeting his eyes. Her laughter faded, seeing how close he was. Their noses were almost touching.

“I-I-I couldn’t help it...you just make me laugh.”

“That’s swell!” He squeezed her and put her on her feet. “Well, I don’t want to pressure you into takin’ this if it’ll make things harder for you.”

“I’m willing to give it a try. May I?”

“Shore!” He handed the blanket over.

The broom still levitated, and Adrien watched as she wrapped the blanket around the handle once, and then draped the remaining over the edges. Then she sat down again.

“Oh! This is nice! A little more surface area to sit along with the cushion!”

“Glad I could be of some service!”

“Want to try it out?”

“You’re sure I won’t be too heavy?”

“Positive!”

A new voice spoke. “It’s powered by magic after all!” A red fairy-bug-thing flew out of her hat.

“Ah! A Flying varmit!”

“No no Adrien!” Marinette waved her arms to calm him down. “This is my familiar, Tikki. She’s the embodiment of my magic.”

Adrien rested a hand on his heart. “Beggin’ your pardon ma’am! You just spooked me!”

“Tikki has a tendency to do that.”

“Is she always with you? I ain’t never seen her before.”

“Yes, she’s usually in my purse.”

“Boy, I wish I had a constant companion. All I got is Plagg, but he’s more of a bully than a friend.”

“Plagg?” Marinette asked.

“My cat.” He pointed at the black blob that had taken up residence on his chair.

Marinette rolled up her sleeves. “I think I can help with that!” She raised her hands, as her eyes glowed blue.

Plagg flashed blue as well, but didn’t seem harmed.

He stood, stretched, and trotted over to Adrien. At his feet, the cat simply stated, “I’m hungry.”

Adrien busted a gut, laughing too hard. “I knew if you ever learned how to talk, that’d be the first thing you’d say to me!!”

“I want cheese. Camembert. Microwave it for 5 seconds.”

“Well hot damn Mari, I knew you made him smart, but did you have to make him picky too?”

“I’ve always been picky. That why you’re the only one who can pet me. And now this girl too, because she has made my demands known.”

Marinette didn’t respond. She was too busy freaking out because Adrien had called her a new nickname.

“Did you just call me Mari?”

“Oh shoot, darlin’! I’m always giving you nicknames.”

She blushed. “Well, Mari just seemed...I don’t know. Special?”

“Cause you’re a special girl! Shucks, and that’s besides your magical-ness!”

“Stop! You’re making me blush!”

“Well, I happen to think you’re mighty purdy when you blush. That’s all.”

Her face was crimson as she cupped her cheeks.

He snickered after her, his own cheeks coloring slightly. “Are you going to be good to fly? Or do you want me to take the reins?”

She elbowed him gently. “If you stop teasing me, I’ll be perfectly fine to fly.”

“Shore thing, ma’am.”

She sat down daintily, the broom moving to the perfect height automatically. “Your turn.”

“Hold on.” He grabbed his hat, and slipped on his boots. “Just in case we run out of juice.”

“Fair.” She grinned. “We won’t, but what’s a Cowboy without his hat and boots?”

He put a finger in her face and spoke sternly. “Not worth a hill of beans. You remember that.”

“Alright.” She blinked.

“Okie dokie, how do you want me to do this?”

“Can you try riding sideways like me? But have your legs over the other side to counterbalance.”

He dropped onto the broom, sliding around until he got his balance. But the handle was kind of short for two people, so he had to sidle right up to her. “This is kinda—here, is this alright?” He reached an arm around her and rested his hand in the front to brace himself up.  

She blushed again. “Do you feel safe?”

“Don’t know how I couldn’t with you around, My Lady.”

She beamed at him.

“You know we Cowboy’s have a phrase—“

“You have a lot of phrases.”

“A-HEM. We have a phrase that goes, ‘Jumping the broom’.”

“What does it mean?”

“It’s another way of saying gettin’ hitched. Married.”

She snorted.

“I can’t wait to tell everyone you and I jumped the broom over the weekend.”

“They’ll probably all look at you like you’re insane.”

“Well, it’ll be our own private joke.”

“Our first inside joke! This friendship is coming along beautifully.”

“I’d say it’s a huckleberry above a persimmon!”

“I don’t know what that means, but I agree with you.” She giggled.

“It means good, no sweatin’.”

“Good! You ready?”

“Shore thing!”

“Alright, here we go!”

The broom lifted into the air, and Adrien rocked slightly, but he regained his balance quick enough. Then it took off out the window, and lifted into the sky.

“YEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAWWWW!” Adrien cried as they cleared several buildings in seconds. “Marinette, this is funner than switching your enemies piñata with a bee hive!”

She guffawed, the broom dipping slightly. “Have you done that before!?”

“No, but I assume it’d be pretty fun!”

After they did a fast lap around Paris, weaving through the Eiffel Tower, and the Arc de Triomphe, they came to a coast, just enjoying the night.

“My oh my…I could do this everyday for the rest of my life and never get tired of it.”

“I feel the same.” Marinette admitted, gazing over the city lights. “When my grandfather taught me to fly when I was little, I told myself I’d get out as much as possible. And I do. Except when it rains. It’s just no fun then.“

“Your grandpappy? Was he a witch too?”

“A sorcerer.” She replied wistfully. “Master of all schools of magic. He’s the one that taught me what I know. I have his spell book too, I’ve been trying to learn from it.”

“He’s not around no more?”

“Not in Paris.” She said fondly. “He decided to get into a school of magic that my parents weren’t comfortable with, so he went back to China.”

“What school is that?”

“Necromancy.”

He tilted his head. “Which is?”

“It has to do with the dead. Raising the dead, communing with the dead, avoiding death, and other things that fall into the category, like possession and mind control.”

“That sounds like some spooky stuff. No offense to your pappy.”

“No, I think he’d agree. I think it intrigues him. That’s why he became a Lich.”

“Lich? Is that like...a love witch?”

“No,” she giggled. “It’s a magic user that rejects death. But they lose their humanity. He’s basically a living skeleton now.”

“That’s awful!”

“It would be. But I video chatted with him a few days ago. He’s the same person, just without skin. It’s kinda funny. My dad calls him Skeletor.”

“Are your parents witches too?”

“Nope! Just me! My mom knows a few healing spells, but that’s all she ever cared about. My dad doesn’t have a magical bone in his body.”

“Wow! So you’re going at it alone now, huh?”

“Well like I said, I have my grandfather’s spellbook. But yeah, I’m my own mentor. What about you? Anyone else in your family that’s a Cowboy?”

“Not really. My uncle, my mom’s brother, he owns a cattle farm out in the country, but I wouldn’t call him a Cowboy. He taught me how to ride a horse and how to shoot a gun though.”

“So did you grow up there? Or...?”

He shrugged, timid. “Naw, I grew up here in Paris, don’t really have a rhyme or reason why I am the way I am. Just comes naturally, I reckon. In my blood or somethin’. Don’t know fer shore.” He swung his legs, swaying the broom slightly. “My old man, he doesn’t like it much. Thinks I’m actin’.”

“Well, if you say you’re a Cowboy, you’re a Cowboy. Ain’t nothin’—er, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

He smiled at her, leaning in slightly. “Say My Lady, you know any love spells?”

“Why?”

“Hmm, just wonderin’.”

“Well, I haven’t memorized any, but I know there’s some in my book.”

“You know, I was thinkin’ ‘bout it...maybe it’s none my business. But, on the first day of school, Chloe said you were pretending to be a witch and even Niño—“

“Nino.”

“That’s what I said. Even he said you were just good at slight of hand. Why don’t they believe you?”

Marinette sighed, allowing the broom to coast over the Seine. They floated just above the water, which was still in the evening.

“I’ve gotten better as I’ve gotten older. But when I first learned a spell, I was so excited to show my classmates. It was really easy, just snap your fingers to get a little flame.” She snapped, demonstrating the spell.

Adrien’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“When I got to school, I gathered everyone together, and when I went to perform...I couldn’t. Too many eyes. Chloe ridiculed me. While everyone else has let it go, she likes to torment me about it all the time. I think I encourage her by perpetuating witch stereotypes. No matter how hard I try, I can’t perform magic around our classmates.”

“Oh golly gee, My heart breaks for you darlin. But it’s mighty brave of you to continue studying even though you were hurt so badly. Takes real guts, honest!”

“Thanks Adrien. I think you’re pretty brave too.”

“Why ya know, I bet I could help you out yer magical constipation!”

“How do you figure?”

“I’m thinking perhaps if we plan it right, and I’m there with you, you might get the confidence you need to wow them school kids! What sorts’a spells you know?”

She laughed. “Oh my gosh! I don’t know any good spells that would work! I know plenty of slight of hand tricks, minor hexes and illusions. But my show stoppers are all dangerous, like lightning bolts or fireballs.”

“Whyja learn stuff like that?”

“I thought it would be fun?” She said, nervously.

“Well, I’m sure we could come up with something. Don’t you worry, Darlin.”

“Well, thank you Adrien! I think that’s—“

She was interrupted, however, by a figure in black, rocketing across the ground. It moved faster than any vehicle should in the city.

“What in tarnation is that?!”  

[grisdidthis]

The Glenn Legacy: G1, Entry #1

START HERE | 

Let’s see what about this legacy challenge thing, then.

The Challenge: Make a family the strongest it can be over 10 generations.

‘kay. Gotcha.

The Rules: Start with a single adult sim made with the create-a-sim or bodyshop, male or female. 

Mmm. So. This here is our founder, Bimby. Her surname will be Glenn, because the hood she’ll be moving into was called Glennupon Bridges before it got cleaned out and resurrected. 

The rules also tell me I should pick an aspiration - any aspiration! We’ll go with Family, since she’s supposed to be the first of a Strong Dynasty and that won’t work too well for her if her lifetime goal is to have 20 lovers at once. Personality points can be assigned at will, so our girl Bimby is going to be painfully shy, very nice but not too nice, and average in all other areas. This, it seems, makes her a cancer.  *snerk*

Below you see Kleinestad City, the place Bimby is moving to. Kleinestad was ground zero of the zombie apocalypse, but since then the Undead have moved on and people have started moving back in. Just, not very many of them, because I haven’t gotten around to repopulating it after the Great Purge. They’ll come. Until then, we’re stuck with Bimby and the handful of NPCs that the game brute forces through the mods which are meant to prevent them from spawning.  

Start the family on an empty 5X5 Lot. 

Okie dookie!

As you can see, it’s not a very fancy part of town that Bimby is moving into, but since it was the only one with the required amount of empty space to place a 5x5 lot, it’s what she’s getting. She seems happy with it, though? Jumping rope, getting some exercise in. She probably shouldn’t be doing it in those tall ass heels, but it’s not like the game will let her break a leg, so. You do yours, girl.

While Bimby is busy building up that body skill, let’s get started on the house!

We’re down to $790 from her initial 20k, but the essentials are all there and I’ve laid a foundation - which is important, because if we’re working up to a mansion we don’t want to start at ground level and have to tear shit down later on. Bimby is, of course, unemployed - let’s grab that newspaper the nice NPC just left and find her a job. 

Bimby is going into politics! AND managed to gain 1 body skill from jumping rope! She also wishes for a bookcase (good, good, we want our sims educated and well-read) and to gain creativity points. Hmm. Selling some art on the side seems like it may help her get the funds to put a roof over her head, so let’s get her an easel. 

Bimby loves painting, it turns out! Perhaps because it’s the only thing fun there is to do on this lot other than jumping rope, eating, sleeping, pooping, taking bubble baths and leaving a thousand butterflies-in-jars around the place. Also, since she doesn’t have the money for a kitchen yet, she’ll will be living on instant meals for the foreseeable future.

Since the only other humans in this hood are the mail & newspaper delivery NPCs, Bimby’s social life consists of writing in her diary. (I’m fairly sure that it’s a mod that allows her to do this.) It’s kind of sad. I’ll need to find a way to get her some friends and, down the line, suitable romantic interests. (She has 600 days left until elderdom and we are only on Day 5, so there is no sense of urgency in getting her hitched and making babies. She can live a little and sort out her shit before she settles down.)

Yay, I finally got her circadian rhythm to resemble that of a normal human!

...or not. Who wakes up at the ass crack of dawn to paint honestly pretty creepy faces? Bimby Glenn, apparently. Wow. Girl REALLY loves her some art.

REALLY LOVES ART. 

BIMBY. IT’S RAINING. GET INSIDE, YOU’LL CATCH A COLD IN THIS - oh. Wait. You don’t have a ceiling, that’s right. There is no such thing as an “inside the house” for you yet because you suffer from a severe lack of walls. Mmright. Don’t worry, we’ll fix it. At this rate you’ll max out your creativity skill in a couple of days. By then your paintings may be selling well enough to put a roof over your head at last, even if you don’t get promoted in the meantime because you always show up hungry/sleepy/smelling of armpit. 

Sooo Bimby’s first week in Kleinestad didn’t go swimmingly. Hopefully the next one will see her perk up a bit? (Her aspiration meter hit red two days ago and has only gone further down, I really need to work on fulfilling some of her wants rather than simply ensuring her basic needs are taken care of.) But heeeeeyyyy she just maxed out her creativity skill and her art is starting to rack up some actual money, so if she can smash out some more in her free time, exciting new things may be headed her way. Like ceilings!

In the meantime, interesting things are happening at work! Which, I’ve noticed, has yet to pay her. Must be some mod that’s causing it BUT POLITICIANS AMIRITE!

No, Bimby, you ARE getting that assistant. You’re not self-assured enough to answer questions yourself and furthermore, that shit is more likely than not to get your ass fired. Be smart about this.

See? Yay, moar charisma! Let’s put it to use and ambush that cute newspaper delivery girl, so that you can have a social interaction with another human being and perhaps even your first girlfriend! I mean, I was intending to make you a huge lesbo either way, but the fact that the only two other people around are female kind of seals your fate. 

This is Nancy Pasang! She has red eyes, which would normally disqualify her as a potential mate, but pickings are slim around these parts, so we take what we can get. And Bimby seems to hit it off with her! She definitely looks less morose than usual while hanging out. 

Sometime later, it becomes clear to both her and me (because look what her aspiration meter is at and what all her wants revolve around) that we need to get this woman laid forthwith. Since I don’t want to deal with the Matchmaker, we are using the Find-a-Mate crystal ball, and holyfuckingshit I didn’t realize how expensive that thing is, YOU BETTER BE WORTH THE MONEY AND GIVE ME SOMEONE QUALITY!

Yes, yes, we are indeed desperate. Give our Bimby some sugar, you overpriced bowling ball!

Oooohhh, look who popped up, what a coincidence! Unfortunately, Bimby didn’t time her request well. She had to run off to pee and eat, and Nance peaced out because she got tired of waiting for her date to finish her third instant meal. But they managed to build up their relationship to FRIENDS, and isn’t friendship (with potential benefits!) a wonderful thing?

Meanwhile, Bimby continues to not draw a salary (I really need to find out what mod is causing this) and not getting promoted despite her jobmeter being maxed out. Go figure. And now they’re asking for volunteers to do MORE free work, and because she’s nice by design and seemingly incapable of standing up for herself, the following bullshit ensues:

BOO, BIMBY’S CO-WORKER! BOOOOOOO!

Bimby comes home and goes straight to bed, exhausted, I’m guessing, by all the nonsense she had to put up with. Then we both think better of it and decide that before taking care of anything else, we’re having her quit the damn job. She has 0 interest in politics anyway and has made more money so far selling her weird abstract paintings. Because they weren’t paying her either way and the only benefit she got from wasting hours of her life there was not having to fork out money for lunch. So. 

YES!  BYE FELICIA!

Now our girl can use her new free time in more productive (and hopefully profitable) ways.

[lachalaine]

2020′s on the Way !! ✨

accepting

@secrecykept​ submitted: 

It’s the end of 2019 and I finally have time to do this meme I’ve been wanting to do for ages even if I’m not good at getting things like this out, I always forget things or don’t get them out right but here we go.

In this essay I will love on you and Jackie forever and ever…kdjnfkdnfknd

My girl, my bby, my sweetest crab cake and twinsie, you are so so important to me. You are so sweet and kind, you always know just what to say, and talking to you always eases my heart. You are amazing and so giving, you do so much for others but I’m glad for the times you take care of yourself, you deserve happiness and relaxation for yourself.

You are so smart, always having such great insights, your opinions and thoughts mean so much to me and I always want to talk things over with you because I know you will steer me right and you actually care. Life has been really hard on you, but you are so strong and will always make it through.

I’m so lucky to have you in my life, you’re the most amazing and easiest person to talk to. I love that you get me so well, and talking with you is always a highlight. I really don’t know what would have happened if we didn’t become close when we did. You have been such a positive influence in my life, and I can only hope I can do as much for you as you do for me. Chatting and plotting with you is the best, it has gotten me through so much. You are so good and so much fun to plot with, I have never had it so seamless. Your ideas are always so good and I love hearing what you think about certain scenarios and ideas.

And the way you have always been so accepting of All my muses ngjgghhjjj it means so much more than I can say. I know my kids are safe with you and Jackie. I can’t tell you enough that I’m so lucky and grateful to have you as a friend and writing partner. You are so supportive and have the sweetest heart.

I think I said the other day that your opinion means the mostest to me and it really really does, in all things but especially in writing. You are so smart and talented, your style is so pretty and unique, always flowing so well and being full of personality. You have a gift with tone and pace and mood, I always admire the words and feel that your writing gives. You’re hard on yourself and get stuck trying for perfection, but I look up to you so much, your writing is such an inspiration to me. I know you always want to give people your best, and you consistently do! And you are so amazing and smart with the way you notice things in my writing and others, and I always love seeing what you pick up from things, it’s always a good surprise and insight.

And let me talk about your girl. Jackie is my absolute favourite oc, my favorite muse. From the first time I read her info a couple of years ago I was amazed. There is so much to her that i love. A DJ oc? Super cool! Reincarnation? Super duper cool! Norse Mythology! Exciting!! She has a purple hair! I’m in love. Jackie has such a gorgeous design I legit feel my heart doki every time I look at her or think about it. I love that her hair is naturally black and she has to go through such effort to get it the way she wants, I love the depth and thought you’ve put into every bit of her. I love her mahogany eyes and her distinct sense of style. I love her humour and strength and the way she is so real. She has gone through so much and doesn’t always deal with it in a healthy way, she’s human.

And I’m so proud of her and the ways she has grown. I have never been so invested in another muse before but your girl has me wanting to read every little thing about her and to see her continue to grow. Her happiness means so so much to me, I would do anything for her! I admire all the thought, depth and effort you put into your posts for you. I will forever say your blog is my favourite, I can’t get over the quality of writing, aesthetics, musings and everything. You are the Best, every post is a total gem.

I could keep going forever but lemme just conclude. 2019 has been a good year because I’ve had you as a friend and writing partner. I’ll always be so grateful for the fact we started talking, it was ages ago now but I appreciate it so much. All I wish for 2020 is for you to have the best year, you deserve fun and happiness and all the good things. I hope we can continue talking and writing together. Thank you for existing, light of my life! ily lots always. Biggest huggies! (pls just accept my love and dont feel like u gotta reply on all this okie dokie)

momo, oh my gosh bby :((( i don’t know what to say :((( this is so much to take in, and it is so sweet, and honest to god, i couldn’t manage to read it all in one go earlier because i couldn’t keep from bawling like a baby every other paragraph :((( i am too soft and fragile for such lovely and kind words, i cannot handle it :c but my gosh, i have never, ever appreciated a message more!! 

there’s so much here to unpack but i don’t think i can do my feelings justice. all i can tell you is that i am so, so, so very glad that i met you, momo! honestly and with all my heart, that is the most genuine truth i have! you have been a blessing for me in so many ways since we’ve met, you’ve taken care of me even when i’ve been super darn messy in all my moods and have been endlessly understanding, even with all my faults :c you have given me so much calm and peace in the time that i’ve known you, have eased a lot of my anxiety just by being here, just by being my friend, and i can honestly say i don’t even know what it feels like anymore – i don’t remember what it feels like for my anxiety to be so bad :c you have helped me more then you know, more then i could ever say, and though i always, always wish i could do so much more for you and be around more often and not poof inconsistently like i do, because god knows you deserve only the Best and most sincere amount of Effort in the World !! - i’m just so, so comforted by the fact that somehow, even despite everything — it seems i’ve been able to do just enough 🤗💖 

gosh momo, i am glad. more then anything, i will tell you that i am so glad - that i’ve been able to be your confidant all this while, that i’ve been able to ease some of your concerns, that i’ve been able to help you and be a positive influence in your life, because more than anything and with all my heart do i wish you could be happy and thriving and living your best life every single day! you deserve all the good that the world can give you, and i’m glad that you’re slowly but surely getting the tools to achieve it! you have grown so much in the time i’ve known you, even if you might not always feel the same way, but i see the changes that have occurred in you, occurred in your life, and all i can wish for is that it continues for the better ❤ you are so very capable and so very wonderful and talented and good, so vibrant and positive and creative and sweet, and i am hopeful that i can help you realize this bit by bit every single day. you are of my bestest friends, my absolutely favorite blog, my favorite writer with literally ALL my favorite muses of all time! muses who are so unique and different and special and so wonderful in so many ways!! and by god, but the mere fact that jackie was somehow lucky enough to catch all their attentions! and the fact that they feel comfortable enough to be with her the way they do! they are so precious and wonderful and incredible, and i’m honestly in awe of everything we’ve come up with! all the ideas that are so different from each other yet each have their own special qualities ❤ it has been such a treat for us since day 1! and gosh, but it is my pleasure and honor that i am able to give jackie to you and your kids, because i know she’s safe with all of them too. even when things go south, i know she’s safe. i know our friendship is safe. i know everything that occurs is good and there’s a reason for it, and if nothing else we’ll figure it out and we’ll have so much fun doing it, and i am honestly one of the luckiest people on this website - to have stumbled on someone who gets me so well too, who is so seamless to write with, who listens and cares and understands, and gives me a reason to do my best every single time! 🤗💖 you are the easiest person for me to talk to as well, you make my heart warm and make me cry sometimes because i do adore you so, so much, with all my heart, and the warmth of your presence is a gift i could never repay 💖 

i’m so happy we found each other when we did, i’m blessed that we were there for each other when we needed a friend. i think we were really meant to find each other, and i’ll be endlessly grateful that i got this chance, because honestly speaking, i wouldn’t change you at all for anything in the world!! 

i’m glad i can be there for you! i’m glad i can be a positive influence for you! i’m glad i can do my best for you, even when i might not always be around in my fullest capacity! i’m glad it has helped you when you needed it most 💕 i’m glad my words can give you some peace, even just a bit hihi 🤗 thank you for all that you do for me in turn! thank you for always listening to me when i needed to vent and cry, for understanding when i couldn’t be around. thank you for granting me the compassion i needed to be better to myself. thank you for always appreciating my writing and my daughter and for inspiring me and teaching me to write better!! thank you for even always giving me the urge TO write !! thank you for always doing your best even when you are a soft marshmallow, and for always writing LIKE AN ABSOLUTE QUEEN AND FOR ALWAYS GIVING ME THE GOOD PLOTS AND SHIPS AND RAMBLES AND FOR ALWAYS SHARING AS MUCH AS U COULD WITH ME BECAUSE IT HAS GOTTEN ME THROUGH MY DARKEST DAYS AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO WITHOUT U 😭😭😭 you have been! an absolute gift! a blessing ! an angel !! and i am so lucky to be your twinsie and be able to have this connection with you, my best girl! 

jackie and i are the luckiest! we are the LUCKIEST and i will scream about you and your kids to anyone that will listen ( and even to those who don’t ) for the rest of my fucking days !!!!!! you and your work! the dedication and thought you put in! the writing and the ideas and everything in between ! you deserve to be appreciated and adored and you deserve all the appreciation and admiration in the world! and i am lucky ! i am lucky that i got this chance !! to be your twin! to be your friend! to be your writing partner with each and every one of our kids!!! you mean the world to me, momo! an inspiration like no one else! who has taught me so much, who has given me and my muse so much, and is the main and literal REASON that i am still here and will KEEP COMING BACK, the reason that jackie herself has grown and experienced as much love and affection and positive change as she has! you and your muses are the reason she is getting healthier, the reason she feels more like herself again after everything! the reason she is happy, the reason i’m able to explore her in ways i could never manage before because nothing ever felt right, and yet with your kids - they all feel so natural. thank you for accepting her in her entirety, THANK U FOR LOVING HER IN ALL THE WAYS THAT U DO AND FOR HAVING AS MUCH INTEREST IN HER AS U DO !!! and thank you endlessly for giving us as much effort and dedication as you have! writing with you has been the best experience ever, it’s been so much fun and you’re so smart and talented and imaginative and creative and adshbhdbsahdbas i just!! i adore you!! i adore your writing and your talent and your style and you and everything and anything in between! you are such a spark of delight and i love you with my heart, bby!!! i look up to you in every way!!

you are the best person to write with, the person to plot with, the best person to be friends with, and i’m so happy i found you! and i just want u to know i appreciate it all !!! thank u for always spoiling us the way you do with all the good shippies 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 I HOPE WE CAN CONTINUE TO DO MORE FOR U AND YOUR KIDS IN THE YEARS TO COME !!!!! i love you so much, momo!!! with all my heart!! thank you for a wonderful and enjoyable 2019, and happy new year, my best girl!! to better days and a brighter future for us both in 2020, to more chatting and to more fun, more writing plots, more ships and threads and au’s every other day heheheheh 💕💕💕💕 i send u the biggest huggies every single day !!  🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

// @secrecykept​

[pianokeysandbowties]

.exclusive headcanon

number: one topic: who is eli c.? reblog status: no reblogs, please?

Okies!  Strap yourselves in!  I’m gonna put this on my blog because it’s been in my head for a very long time now and I just shared it with a friend.  I really should jot this down to keep instead of typing it out every time! So!  Blaine was the only out kid at Central High School besides one other boy. I imagine that Blaine was the one that really really pushed for them to go to the dance together to be out and proud and be themselves.  The boy agreed, reluctantly at first, and then we all know what happened afterwards.  Blaine felt completely humiliated and guilty for being the one to push so hard for considering that the other boy’s concerns actually did happen. (Also why he is so freaking hesitant about Kurt pushing so hard for prom and tells him what happened.)

In the aftermath, the boy’s parents made him cut all ties with Blaine. He wasn’t allowed to contact him, he wasn’t allowed to see him.  Blaine was gone to another school and the boy’s parents wanted Blaine out of their son’s life.  Blaine’s parents went for it because Blaine’s dad didn’t approve of them going to the dance together in the first place.  The fact that his son ignored his wishes and did it anyway infuriated him. Blaine and the other boy stopped talking and ended all contact. But!  Blaine never had that closure because of it.   He never really got to apologize and say he was sorry and get forgiveness. Even though he was the one hurt the most because he was so much smaller, the boy got messed up pretty bad too.  Blaine never forgave himself for that and it’s a guilt that he carried to Dalton and beyond. Jump to a couple years later!  And this guy friends him on facebook, without a picture, without anything but this name that Blaine swears is the middle name of the guy he went to the dance with.   Or maybe it wasn’t?  Its been a couple years..maybe not?  When they were talking, Blaine was saying how lonely he was, how he felt abandoned by Kurt and that Kurt didn’t want him anymore because New York City was his life.  The guy was like “want to come over” etc.  Almost kinda catfishing him but not?  Like not telling him who he was?  But not hiding it either?  Except that one big hint of his middle name Eli (which he goes by at his new school because he, too, ended up transferring to South a few weeks after Blaine left for Dalton), sort for Elijah.  It was a wish on the guy’s part that Blaine might catch on. When Blaine shows up, he finds out who it is and things go from there.  Eli listens.  Eli tells him he’s always been good enough.  Blaine lets himself be vulnerable for just once and this guy who’s a stranger now but used to be a friend comforts him and it spirals out of control. And that whole “is it cause I don’t look like my picture?” was Eli just trying to make Blaine feel better.  Obviously, it was a joke.  The icon was a freaking lighthouse!   Eli knew how messed up and regretful Blaine was that he just cheated on Kurt.   It’d take a blind man not to see that. Cause I never thought Blaine would EVER cheat on Kurt.  Especially not with a stranger.  Especially not after being torn up over Kurt just getting flirty texts from someone.  But this is the only way I can rationalize he would.  He’d have had to know the guy but it could never be someone as close to him as Sebastian.  Cause Sebastian would be way too devastated if he went back to Kurt and he knew he wanted to.  

Sebastian is far too important to Blaine and Blaine is far too important to Sebastian for that.  Sebastian would know that Blaine would be so filled with guilt that he’d lose the one thing he does have with him and that’s friendship.  Guilt would settle in and Blaine might never see Sebastian again.  There’s no way Sebastian would chance that for a hook up.  He’d wait.  Maybe someday..it’d be more than a hook up.  But not any time soon.  

But Eli…  They weren’t close.  Not anymore. Then they saw one another that one last time.  Eli caved for Blaine, Blaine took that comfort.  And the rest, they say, is history! And an eh plotline I had to make sense of somehow. So here we are.

[softshouyous-archive]

wait, maybe mp100 if u dont watch/read jojo

!!! hello kc!!! i’ll do mp100 bc i don’t watch jojo 0: 

haven’t heard of it | absolutely never watching | might watch | currently watching | dropped | hated it | meh | a positive okay | liked it | liked it a lot! | loved it | a favorite

don’t watch period | drop if not interested within 2-3 episodes | give it a go, could be your thing | 5 star recommendation

fav characters:  mob, reigen, teru, shou, seri, and ritsu!!!! least fav characters: i don’t think any come to mind??? OH WAIT FUCK SHOU’S DAD . I LOVE SHOU’S MOM okay i’ll talk more about her later actually jgkfhgffav relationship: (platonic) -ritsu and shou: i don’t know much about their friendship (i’m assuming there’s a lot more in the manga, which i haven’t read) but from what i’ve seen on here and twt, they look really fun!!! 

-mob and reigen: i really . love that reigen didn’t dismiss mob when he first went to him for help. like others have mentioned, i feel like it’s typical for adults to be dismissive of kids when they say anything that sounds ridiculous or impossible. and even if reigen thought mob wasn’t serious, he still gave mob his time and listened to him! i think that’s so so important and can really help in shaping a person?? (lack of better phrasing??) like had reigen turned mob away, it’s possible that it would have been less likely for him to reach out to someone for help, and maybe he wouldn’t have learned all those helpful things, you know?? i’m just really glad reigen has helped in mob in such important moments (((’‘‘: 

-omg also teru and mob ))): i love love LOVE them !!!!!!!!!!!1 i really love how teru changed after meeting mob!!! he went from incredibly . being super focused on his powers and i think he was a perfect example of what could have happened to mob if he didn’t remind himself that powers weren’t everything and that your personality and chara are vvv important. but yeah i just love that teru recognized what was wrong and was even shown telling an enemy that being too absorbed in your powers is not everything. i feel like that was a display of growth in how he views himself now and what he values. i also ))): really love how fond he gets when it comes to mob..... like when you see his face soften and just how he talks about mob . wuv fav moment:oh my god i think unless i watch something 8857 times i totally forget everything ;___; i know that there were a number of moments that i liked but i currently cannot remember anything,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Sad . OH jk two moments i can think of are

-god okay thinking about this one makes me zo upset,,,, i watched this part TWICE with two different friends and it was so heartbreaking i (((’’’: i think it was the 3rd??? episode of season 2 after reigen had made his website LOL when those Teens wanted to go to that House and take pics and stuff and they encountered the spirit family ))): that shit was so sad,,,, the father spirit was literally like ‘if you’re going to exorcise us please take all of us so we can be together as a family’ like stop i’m going to cry . that wasn’t my favorite part at all though GDFJGLK it was when reigen was like ok fuck and just threw salt around gkjdfhghgf and was like ok exorcism over and i really liked that part because i think he noticed how uncomfortable it was making mob, and that mob did not want to harm the spirit family. it made me really glad to see that he didn’t pressure mob into doing anything he didn’t want to just for the sake of making customers happy. and i think ??? that was a subversion?? of the typical trope where charas would usually, in that situation, have to Tough It Up and suppress their feelings and go through with it. i feel like that’s a common thing and it ignores the chara’s feelings completely but in this case it was totally diff. reigen acknowledged mob’s feelings of discomfort and ended the situation once he realized it. i’m like . really glad he did that 

-sort of similar, the last ? episode of season 1 where mob thought he was going to have to fight that person in claw (forgot their name zorry gjdfghf) but reigen told him that it’s okay to run when things get tough. i’m getting EMOTIONAL thinking about it right now hgkdjflghf like. once again i feel like it subverts the common trope of charas, esp young ones, ‘having’ to place themselves in danger and overexert themselves for the sake of Defeating Evil. but instead of having mob do that, reigen steps in and tells mob that it’s definitely totally okay to recognize his own feelings (of things being scari or too much) and run away if he feels safer doing so. people have pointed it out and i agree in that reigen is great in the sense that he’s the person who doesn’t enable or encourage dangerous behavior, but instead he’s kinda like hey wtf why are Kids being put in dangerous situations and being expected to fight??? love him 

headcanons/theories: i don’t remember if it was mentioned anywhere about what happened to teru’s wig (which i miss) but i imagine that ritsu thought it was terrible and cut it up or something ljkgfgfunpopular opinion: none ? 0: oh no what just kidding i remember something i don’t know if it’s unpopular but here it is oki so i remember after the episode where shou set mob’s house on fire (like before we got an explanation), people apparently (i didn’t see any of this firsthand, i just heard that a number of people were saying this apparently) were PISSED at shou, saying rude things about him and about how he deserves to d*e etc and part of me was just like,,,,,,,, zude,,,,, like i was a bit upset that happened of course but i don’t think it’s ??? gr8 to jump to conclusions and immediately assume that shou’s a terrible chara just from that. i feel like it’s reasonable to expect an explanation in the following episode so like,,, why not wait for that first before jumping to conclusions about shou’s chara??? i don’t know, i personally feel like when something Big or Surprising like that happens, there’s usually a reason behind it or an explanation that goes against an initial thought (in this case, the thought being that shou’s bad). it was upsetting to learn that people really thought those things about him instead of waiting to see what the next episode would entail about that,,,,,,, how’d you find it: i remember seeing a lottttt of people talking about it on here and twt when season 2 was approaching so i think i mentioned it to miss high (or the opposite) and when i said i hadn’t watched it she was like YOU GOTTA!!!! so i was like okay why not and i’m SO GLAD I DID random thoughts: okay okay i know we only saw her for like two minutes but i LOVE shou’s mom and what she did!!! i feel really bad that she experienced what she did, but i’m so happy that she made the decision for herself to leave shou’s dad after realizing that it wasn’t working for her. she left like That without hearing any of his excuses or anything like that and i think that was v neat of her, love that 

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