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burnedbyshoto · 5 years

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Gimme More

Kinktober Day 14 ~ kink: lap-dance

pairing: jirou kyoka x fem!reader

warnings: smuttish, lapdance

word count: 3,118

a/n: so I ended up choosing gimme more by britney spears the slowed down version! feel free to listen when you get to the lapdance!!! DONT YOU DARE FUCKING SLEEP ON MY WLW PIECES YALL!!!!!!!! YOU SLEPT ON MY THREESOME AND I WONT EVER FORGIVE YOU FOR IT >:(

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“Open up, please!!” Jirou and Mina screamed through the door.

Jirou was holding on to an entire crate of sake and she turned towards Mina who had a box of soju in her own arms.

“Do you think anyone of them heard that? Bakugou’s as deaf as an old man.” Jirou wonders aloud.

“Well, y/n is already here, and I texted her when we were just dropped off,” Mina responds, shifting the box in her arms. The weight of the box slowly becoming uncomfortable. Jirou’s eyes widen as her eyes snap down at her casual clothing, her cheeks burning as she shakes her head.

“I thought, wait no, didn’t you tell me she wasn’t coming?!” Jirou hisses at Mina who laughs, her eyes snapping away. She had been caught.

Jirou’s head snapped forward as the door opens, and there you are. Your hair was down, grazing your shoulders as you smiled. Jirou’s face darkened as she saw the gray sweatpants that sat comfortably around your waist. She froze as she noticed the tank top embellishing your figure and curves.

“Finally!” You say swinging the door open, stepping back to let the girls in. “Everyone else is here, and everyone wants to get Ei drunk as quick as possible!”

Jirou scurries in, avoiding your greeting hug. She is barely able to kick off her shoes as you envelop Mina into a hug. Jirou doesn’t wait for you to try to hug her again, walking over to Kirishima’s kitchen with the box in her arms.

This tight-knit group of friends wasn’t one that Jirou was all that close to. Yes, she was great friends with both Mina, Kaminari, and surprisingly Bakugou! But she didn’t see herself as apart of this squad. Your presence especially was one that had her on edge. Because Jirou Kyoka was undeniably in love with you. It was embarrassing because it seemed that everyone and their mother had picked up on her crush on you. Except, of course, for you. Or maybe it was that you knew and just didn’t want to hurt her. Either way, it was horrible.

“What the hell took you two so long?” Bakugou barked as soon as Jirou entered the kitchen.

All four of the boys were already there. Kirishima sipping on some metal flask, with the most disgusted look on his face.

“Happy birthday, Kiri!” Jirou states, thrusting the box into the ash blond’s expectant hands as she sits down.

Jirou watched with flushed cheeks as you walked in with Mina. You lifted the box of soju over your head as Kaminari, Sero, and Mina all joined in screaming. Bakugou’s smirk growing as Kirishima looked scared. Jirou could not lie, she loved the dynamics of this group. She watched on as everyone besides Kirishima laid out multiple glasses. Alcohol being immediately opened and pouring into them all.

She watched on as you in your comfortable clothes, swatted away Bakugou who was trying to take over. Sero and Kaminari trying to down a bottle of sake without being caught. Mina by your side, being your help as you fought Bakugou on who should give Kirishima his first ‘real’ drink. Kirishima’s laugh was way too forced as he slunk over to Jirou, who nodded at him.

“Happy birthday!” She stated as Kirishima grins, thanking her with a kind smile.

“I was not excited about this day at all,” Kirishima admits as Bakugou rips the soju bottle from your hands. Bakugou’s grin is wide as he laughed as you attempted to reach it. Your body jumping in an attempt to get it, and Mina was on the floor with laughter. “I fully believe they will get more drunk than I will.”

“Even Bakugou?” Jirou asks shocked. She had never been out drinking with this group after all.

“If y/n starts challenging him…” Kirishima trails off, and Jirou laughs. She knows that the two of them could never back down from a challenge.

“Well, it’s still your birthday,” Jirou affirms, taking her own bottle of sake and handing it to the birthday boy. “So, take a drink.”

Jirou wished she could have taken a picture of everyone’s reactions when they saw that she had given Kirishima his official first drink.

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You weren’t paying much attention to the group anymore. It had been a few hours since getting started and you were helping Sero with the drinks. You kept feeling someone gazing at you but when you turned around. You saw that no one was even trying to hide that they were looking. Maybe you were just too a bit too tipsy.

“Alright, everyone! Listen up! The birthday boy wants… he wants to switch up the next games’ rules. Truth or dare. But we’re playing the hot hot hot rated version.” Kaminari slurred excitedly, his hands moving to rub each others in great excitement. You glanced back to see everyone groaning, but the blond was smiling and winked at you.

“What do you mean by hot hot hot rated?” Jirou asked, her cheeks tinged red from her drinking while she sat nearer to the blond. The tiniest bit of jealousy shot through your veins as you watch him lean his head against hers, his smile warm and dopey while she blushed more. What can you say, you had a crush on the sound hero.

“ANYTHING AT ALL REALLY. I’m talking about taking clothes off! Lap dances! 7 minutes in heaven or even hell - if you know what i meanI Yeah, why not? Of course, more, if ya know what I mean.”

“Are you fucking serious, dunce face? Not everyone here is-” Bakugou tried to rip him a new one but Kaminari shushed him to be quiet, his body slumping over toward the ash blond.

“What? A big fat pussy? Suck it up! Besides, we need to get you ‘virgins’ out of your shells. Want me to start naming who hasn’t had any AT ALL?!”

“Come on, really Denki.” Mina was shaking her head, her fingers rubbing her temples. You brought the drinks to the floor and sat next to Kirishima again. You rested your legs on Bakugou’s knees who put a hand on your calf out of his own comfort.

Jirou glanced over at you, her eyes looking at the close proximity between you and the boys. You waited for her eyes to look up at yours, and when you do you motion the ‘crazy’ symbol towards Kaminari, and she smiles.

“Come on, just relax! It’ll be fun, I promise! Um, Sero help me out here! Pick someone random to start? Maybe with a random selector thingy for someone else to make a question…randomly.”

“Good job dude, you sound like a fucking idiot!” you laughed at Bakugou’s slander, throwing a pillow at him while Bakugou shoulder nudged you.

“I mean, I guess?” Sero sighed, pulling out his phone. Mina was over his shoulder, looking as he inputted everyone’s name into the generator.

“Alright… first up is, Mina, you get to ask… Bakugou anything.” Sero states placing his phone down.

Kaminari gave Bakugou a drink. “Oh man, I don’t even know? I’m the best at this game, but what do I want you to tell me... Okay…umm what is your fav-” Mina was immediately interrupted by Kaminari.

“What part of rated XXX do you not understand?”

“You didn’t let me finish the rest of the fucking question, KAMINARI! Shut up!!!!”

The group burst into laughter as Kaminari sulked, his body wilting as he took another drink from his cup.

“What’s your favorite lingerie color to see?” Mina wiggles her eyebrows at Bakugou and saw him shaking his head.

“Why would I want lingerie when I prefer people stripped naked. I’m trying to fuck, not explode in my pants.” He never dropped his gaze from hers. Your eyes widen as you look at Bakugou, tipping your drink towards him, you took a gulp of the bitter liquid.

“WOOOW didn’t expect that from you of all people. Drink up!” Kaminari handed him a drink.

“I thought we only fucking drink if we don’t answer?”

“My game. My rules. You drink either way.”

“I thought this was my game?” Kirishima asked.

You laughed as Kaminari flushed again, oh boy, this night was going to be rough.

The game went for a long time. Kaminari and Mina were having way too much fun with the questions. Jirou was then dared to guess what the bra color of Mina’s was. Sero asked Kirishima about who in the group he would fuck if he was a girl. Everyone was very buzzed. You were too lost in your gaze on Jirou who was whispering to Kaminari that you didn’t hear them calling you.

“Sorry what?” You feel your cheeks turning red as Mina laughs a bit too loudly.

“You only had like seven drinks. Wake up!” Kirishima claps near your face and you shove him aside.

“Who’s asking me?” Your question, your lips sipping at your drink again.

“Me,” Mina declared, her hands clasping.

“Alright.” You clear your throat, shifting in your spot to prepare for the worst.

“When was the last time you got laid?” she questions, her eyes curious and innocent, but her smile knowing and cunning. You honestly did not expect that low-leveled question out of her at all.

“Wow, you are an asshole. Fine. Ummmm pretty sure since high school, senior year in the locker room.”

“No fucking way. That’s not possible. Y/n you’re one hot as hell chick. How is that-” Kaminari grabs your thighs and Jirou shifts.

“No nuh-uh. I was asked when not why, so I am not answering anything!”

“No wait, we’re not moving past this. You need to answer-”

“NOPE! Sero, next person please.” You were still smirking when you looked at Jirou. She looked really uncomfortable and when she saw you staring at her... she dropped the face and smiled shyly at you.

“Kaminari... dare... Y/N?”

“Wait, no! THAT’S NOT FAIR!” You screamed.

“The generator chose it’s victim,” Kaminari grins as he leans forward. “Submit.”

Your mouth twitches, your frown growing as you glare at him. “Fine. Denki if you please.”

Kaminari was thinking for a while. Which lead you to believe you were at the very least safe from follow up questions. You felt it all crumble away when Mina got up and whispered something to him.

“YES, you’re a tricky girl. Y/n…I dare you to give someone a lap dance. This someone has to be the person you find the hottest in the room, too!”

“What the hell kind of dare is that?” You protest. Blood rushing to your cheeks as suddenly the boys were all hyperaware of what was happening. It wasn’t to say they all liked you, but no one could deny they wouldn’t take a lap-dance from you.

“The one you can’t back out of. Now, do you want us to get on chairs and close our eyes until the music starts?” Sero asked. You were about to answer when Mina yelled out chairs before you could say it yourself.

You were still on the floor as suddenly all the boys were on chairs, staring at you as you sat on the floor. Your jaw dropped as Mina brought two chairs over for her and Jirou. The black-haired girl trying to get herself from not being on the chair, and it made your throat clench. What would she do when you went over to her?

Mina shoved a phone into your hands, the one connected to the Bluetooth speaker. Your heart was pounding in your ears as you tried thinking about the best song to choose from. You looked at their closed eyes, all of them expecting you to mount them as your heart finally chose one.

The beat started and you sang along.

Every time they turn the lights down

Just want to go that extra mile for you

Your public display of affection

Feels like no one else in the room (but you)

Eyes snap open, and everyone is silent as they watch you saunter towards Jirou, swaying your hips to the music. Her gaze was so intense, so surprised, but you made sure you never broke eye contact. For a moment, you thought you saw her smirk but it was gone the second the thought intruded your mind.

We can get down like there's no one around

We'll keep on rockin' (We'll keep on rockin')

We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')

Cameras are flashin' while we're dirty dancin'

They keep watching (They keep watching)

Keep watching

Feels like the crowd is saying

You slid your hands down your neck to the valley between your breasts. Stopping right below your navel. Shutting your eyes, you focused on just you and Jirou. At this moment. With no distractions. Just you and her.

You straddled her thighs the moment the pace picked up.

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

You were thoroughly enjoying this. Grabbing her shoulders and holding on, you arched your back and kept on rubbing yourself on her. Too close to the middle of her parted legs. It didn’t help that the sweats you wore were thin. And god did she feel so fucking good against your skin.

A center of attention (Can you feel them?)

Even when we're up against the wall

You've got me in a crazy position (yeah)

If you're on a mission (uh-uh)

You got my permission (oh)

You slowly felt her hands grabbing your waist, its tentative, yet confident. Your tanktop has ridden up and you loved feeling the seeping heat of her hands on your skin. It drove you crazy. You held onto her biceps and she couldn’t help but move them against you, wanting to show you just how much she loves this.

We can get down like there's no one around

We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')

We'll keep on rockin', rockin' (Oh ah-ha)

Cameras are flashin' while we're dirty dancin'

They keep watching (They keep watching)

Keep watching

Feel's like the crowd is saying:

You turned around quickly and straddled her again, your back hitting her chest. You felt the heat radiating off of her and couldn’t help but shut your eyes and moan. The curve of her breasts overwhelming as your ass ground into her. You grabbed her hands and placed them back on you. Rubbing your ass further onto her, you felt how hard she was breathing against your sweating skin. And fucking hell was it turning you on. She got a little bolder and placed one hand right below your breasts. The other going to your back and forcing you to bend down.

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More (Gimme more)

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More (Oh woah oh!)

Gimme, Gimme more

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme more (Gimme more, yeah)

Gimme, More

Gimme, Gimme, More

You came back up and reached back to rake your fingers through her hair, trying to pull her closer to you. You felt her breath on your skin and heard her whine. Jirou was muttering expletives that only you can hear.

Sadly, the song ended. You wished you could stay like this forever but let go. You turned around and looked at her. Jirou’s eyes barely had any color left in them. You both snapped out of your haze when you heard Kaminari and Mina whistle and clap.

“Damn Y/n that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Kaminari remarked while handing you your drink back. You hoped no one noticed how hard you were breathing and just sat back down in your seat, chugging the whole drink.

Jirou stood up and scrambled out of the room, soft excuses leaving her mouth as she ran. And you? You were embarrassed, shocked to the core. Had you gone too far?

“Is she okay?” You ask. You worried that she was completely uncomfortable with you giving her a lap dance. You no longer felt tipsy as everyone looked around. As if they knew something you didn’t.

“I’ll go check on her.” Kirishima was about to stand up when you motioned for him to sit down.

“It’s ok I’ll go. I need to apologize for what I did anyways.”

Arriving at a closed-door, you were about to knock when you heard her from inside.

You knocked on the door and asked her if you can come in, your sweating forehead pressed against the wood. Hearing some shuffling and footsteps, you waited patiently. Jirou opened the door a little and walked back to the bed, her head down, and her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Damn, you definitely went too far. Pushing it, you walked inside, trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. You walked and sat next to her, your feelings feeling like a steaming mess as she won’t look at you.

“Hey.”

She didn’t reply. This was a terrible start.

“I-I wanted to…apologize for..you know.” You motioned to her lap, and her eyes finally locked on you.

She shrugged but said nothing, her fingers finding her earlobs, gently pushing the metal together.

“I should have asked if it was ok with you before I did anything.” When she nodded, you took the chance to get closer to her, resting your head on her shoulder.

Jirou’s breathing hitched, she was surprised by what you just did.

“I-I like you. I really, really, like you. And sometimes, I almost feel like a coward because I’ve liked you for so long now, but… I don’t know if you feel the same way.”

“Are… are you being serious right now?” Jirou asks, her voice low. Soft. Scared almost.

“I have no reason to lie.” You laugh, trying to mask your own insecurity.

What you didn’t expect, not once in a million years was for her lips to be over yours within seconds. Your eyes widening as you saw her eyes clutched closed as her lips pressed against yours. A shocked gasp escapes your lips as your eyes flutter closed, kissing her back as much as you could.

She breaks away, her face red, her breathing unstable as she shakes her head. “I really, really like you too, y/l/n.”

Your smile has returned full force as you bring her lips back towards yours. The kiss is sensual, her lips dragging over your own as she pushes towards you. Your back hits the mattress as she slides on top of you. Your chest heaving as the arousal and excitement from earlier makes its way back to you.

“D-Do…” You trail off as her soft lips press against your neck, and you arch into her body, overwhelmed. “Are you trying to fuck me in Kirishima’s guest bed?” You tease as her hands slip under your tank top.

“We’ll clean his sheets for him. Besides, they’re all hammered, they won’t notice unless you’re loud.” Jirou breathes against your skin, and you moan as her fingers make contact with your breasts.

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country-club · 4 years

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Fights

You two get into a fight and make up.

Reader x Pope / JJ / John B / Sarah / Kiara / Rafe / Topper Warnings: swearing, alcohol and mentions of drugs First preference type of thingy I have been working on. I’m sorry some are so short I also didn’t proofread ‘cus school’s almost over and I’m hella tired. Hope you enjoy :)

Pope

Pope HATES fighting, especially when it comes to you. Although Pope is used to the Pogues ruining his plans, it still tends to annoy him. The other day Pope was helping out his dad by delivering some orders when JJ pulled him aside to go check out something ‘super cool, once-in-a-lifetime-experience’, which turned out, wasn’t worth getting in a fight with his dad with. He would stay the night at your place whenever he had a fight at home.

You had been out with the Pogues all night, which would explain why you started feeling sick in the morning. You knew Pope had been studying all day and didn’t want to bug him. However, your hangover was really bad; you could barely make it to the toilet. The worst thing was you were home alone. After a couple of hours, you gave in and called Pope.

“Hey sweetheart, I’m kinda busy.”

“Pope I really need you right now.”

Pope must have heard the pain in your voice and told you he’d be there soon. You were laying on the couch with the television on, watching cartoons. You heard the door open and saw Pope walking in.

“Hey baby, what’s wrong?” He asked as he hurried over to you, only now noticing you were laying on the couch.

“I feel like shit.” You groaned as you sat up straight, making room for Pope.

“What happened?”

“The Pogues and I went out and-“ You couldn’t finish, as Pope cut you short.

“I can’t believe you. I’m sorry, but I came over here because I thought you were hurt or some shit and you’re telling me you called me over because you drank too much?”

You didn’t understand where he was coming from. He promised to always be there for you and currently you felt like shit and he was yelling at you.

“Go fuck yourself Pope.”

He just stood there, shaking his head.

“I gotta get back to studying, I’ll see you around.” And with that he left.

It wasn’t much of a fight, but now you were hungover and hurt.

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It was quite late in the night and you couldn’t sleep. That fight kept you up. Where you the asshole for bothering Pope? Maybe. You decided to text him. Something along the lines of ‘I’m sorry, can we talk?’. At the same time your phone lit up. Pope was calling.

“Hey?”

“Did I wake you?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Me neither, I’m right outside your house and-“ You hung up your phone and got out of bed immediately. Pope looked tired and sad. You walked over to him to give him a hug.

“I’m sorry I ruined your study-day.”

“No,” he shook his head. “I had no right being such an ass when you’re sick. I’m sorry. You needed me and I just yelled at you.”

“It’s been a long week, baby, would you like to come in?” He did. He even got you your favorite comfort food and made sure to give you the best cuddles you ever had. Pope isn’t afraid to say sorry when he’s wrong, which makes it easy on you to forgive him.

When it comes to fighting, JJ is a pain in the ass. This boy will say literally anything and everything that comes to mind without filter. You don’t fight often, but when you do it is big. The fights are usually about him getting into trouble and lying about it, making you worry. Or about his home situation and his dad. The arguments about his dad get him more emotional, teary-eyed even. The arguments about getting into fights with Kooks just make him angrier.

Today, it was the latter.

You were supposed to meet up at the chateau with the Pogues. You were already making your way down The Cut, the sun hurting your eyes as you forgot your sunglasses. You rode past a boy walking down the street. Once you realized it was JJ you biked past, you stopped biking and got off.

“Hey baby!” You made your way over to him. His face was looking down, as if his shoes were more interesting than you. Once you were standing in front of him, he stopped walking and looked up to face you. You immediately knew something was wrong. And by his bloody nose and upcoming black eye, you knew it was bad.

“Hey sweetcheeks.”

“My god, JJ what happened? Who did you fight this time?”

You knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear. He wanted for you not to know what had happened and just ignore it.

“It’s fine, Y/n, I promise.”

You opened your back to look for tissues while you murmur to yourself.

“I’m just gonna swing by my house, I’ll see you at the chateau alright baby.”

“JJ, please. Not this again. Please?”

He knew what you wanted.

“Some Kooks were bugging me. Can you please let it go?” He took the tissue and cleaned the blood from his nose.

“So, you just fight them? Why do you keep getting-“

“For fucks sake, Y/n. I was just getting some beers. That’s it. When all of the sudden these dicks come after me. Why do you always assume everything’s my fault?”

It wasn’t a question. Though JJ is known for starting fights with Kooks, you weren’t trying to blame him.

~~~

After JJ finished yelling at you, he continued walking. Immediately you were filled with guilt and pain. You followed JJ home, unsure of what to say. The couple of minute walk felt like an hour. JJ doesn’t do the whole silent treatment thing and you were eager to know what had happened.

“I’m sorry I assumed you were the one initiating the fight baby. Are you alright?”

JJ stayed quiet as he opened the door and walked in. He let you follow him to the bathroom where he sat down after splashing water in his face.

“I’m just so fucking tired of those Kooks thinking they can get away with anything, you know.”

You took a washcloth and held in under the tap for a second before helping JJ clean his face.

“I don’t like being chased when I know I’m gonna lose.” JJ did not look emotional, though the sadness on his voice gave it away. You take the littlest step closer to JJ, bringing his face up with your fingers under his chin.

“We will get through this, and you won’t be alone. I’ll always be here for you. Okay?”

JJ nodded before hugging you as tightly as he possibly could.

John B

John B hates fighting with his partner as much as the next guy. He would usually try to be as understanding as he could, but as it turns out, was quick to jump to conclusions. John B also straight up told you when he thought something you did was annoying him, he would subtly address the issue to avoid arguments.

Which brings us to John B ‘subtly’ telling you your cheeseburger is smelling burned. You didn’t react and simply made your way over to the kitchen, only to find your cheeseburger still on the stove and John B not paying attention at all.

“Why didn’t you take it off?”

“I told you it was burning.”

“My god John B, why are you being such an ass?”

“At least I’m not the one who burned a burger.”

“You know what, you go make the fucking burger, asshole.”

You were yelling, not even sure why you were mad. You were frustrated and hungry, making a sandwich and sitting down across of him.

“Can you stop yelling at me?”

“Can you stop burning my burger?”

“I didn’t burn your fucking burger!”

And with that, John B got up and walked away.

~~~

A couple of hours later you decided to check on John B. He was out in the hammock. You walked up to him with two beers in your hands.

“Hey baby.”

You handed him a beer and sat down on the ground.

“I’m sorry for yelling, I was just frustrated and angry.”

“I’m sorry for letting your burger get burned.”

“So, you admit you burned it?”

“No, I just don’t want you to feel bad about it.” John B joked. You punched his arm and climbed into the hammock. John B is stubborn and would rarely admit his wrongs, so you mainly worked things out or dealt with it and moved on.

Sarah

Sarah and you don’t fight much to begin with, though sometimes the little things pile up. Sometimes you’d leave your shoes in the wrong place, leave the fridge open while making a sandwich or forget to charge your phone, leaving you unavailable and out of reach. Sarah would sometimes go through your closet and show up wearing your clothes, throw wet clothing into an empty laundry basket or forgets little stuff you ask her to do; such as watering the plants or putting the milk back in the fridge. These things aren’t bad or big things, not worth a fight at least. However, when you pile all these things up; the situation tends to get heavier. Right now, you heard Sarah cursing from your front door.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to leave your shoes right in front of the door?” Sarah got up off the floor and kicked your shoes to the side.

“I was just grabbing your soaking wet shirt from the laundry so it wouldn’t grow mold on it. Took me a whole second to put it up to dry and put my shoes back on to go outside.”

“Why can’t you just clean up behind yourself, Y/n? It’s all I’m asking.” “I could ask you the same.”

As said before: the two of you piled things up and they only got out when least convenient.

“Screw you, I’m going home and change.”

“Hey, I got some wet clothes for you, maybe you should put those on tonight.”

“Quit whining about that! You’re putting them in the washer anyways and mold doesn’t grow that fast.”

“Sarah, I live on my own. I don’t have mommy and daddy doing my wash 3 times a week.”

“Right but you do have the money to leave the fridge open for half an hour.”

“Half an hour? Really? It’s not even a money problem, I just don’t need to do laundry that often. Speaking of money, you have enough to buy your own clothes, why constantly steal mine?”

“I rarely do that!”

You two went back and forth for a while until Sarah left. You’d see her tonight.

~~~

You arrived at the party and immediately went looking for Sarah. You hated fighting with her, and you knew she did too. She isn’t one to lash out and curse at you like that. You knew you didn’t fuck up bad this time, luckily. Sarah isn’t one to forgive and forget easily, she knows what she’s worth.

“You didn’t even ask if I was okay.” You hear a voice say from behind you. You turned around, finding Sarah wearing one of your shirts.

“You were kind of yelling at me.”

“I was. I tried to call.”

“Battery’s dead.” It wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable, though a little awkward it sure was. You were the first to apologize, telling her you’ll stow away your shoes from now on. She promised she wouldn’t leave her wet clothes in the basket anymore and subtly told you the other things that got on her nerves.

“I was looking for that, by the way.” Sarah looked down at her shirt, which you were pointing at.

“I can take it off if you like?”

“Sounds good to me.”

Kiara

Kie can be a bit of a hothead. She’s a powerful woman and you love that about her. If there are two things you shouldn’t mess with around Kie, it’s the environment and her friends. You love and trust Kie, but the guys are always around her and flirting with her. You didn’t want to come over as a jealous partner but also can’t help but feel so annoyed when she kisses John B’s cheek. She hangs out with them all the time and sometimes you felt insecure; are you good enough for her? Fun enough for her? You let your insecurity get the best of you and asked Kie if she had any interest in the guys. She seemed slightly offended and a bit confused. When you told her to forget you asked, she wouldn’t stop bugging you.

“Do you think I like my friends? Do you really think that, Y/n?”

“No, I don’t know. Maybe they like you.”

“You don’t trust me.”

“Baby, of course I trust you I just worry about those Pogues making a-“

“Those Pogues.” She mocked you. Looking very offended right now.

“That came out wrong.”

You felt guilty for saying anything about it and not completely trusting her word. Though you were also a bit hurt she wouldn’t understand your side. Kie was very outspoken.

“Y/N, they are my friends and I love them. I don’t get why all of the sudden you have a problem with them.” Her speech went on for a while. You had some say in it as well, however whatever you said was not what she wanted to hear. The argument ended in Kie telling you she didn’t want to see you for a while. So, you left.

~~~

After 2 days of not talking, you decided to go to the restaurant Kiara’s dad owned. You knew she would be out all day and decided to wait on her a little longer. Once she finally did come home, she noticed you right of the bat.

“What are you doing here?” She sat down beside you, putting her bag on the bar. You turned to face her.

“I want to explain myself and apologize.” Kie nodded, as if to tell you ‘go on’. “I sometimes feel insecure, as if I’m not good enough for you. And seeing you around the guys all the time, kissing their cheeks and seeing them flirt with you, that’s hard to get used to. I like the guys; I don’t have anything against them. I just get insecure and wanted you to know. I’m sorry I worded it so bad and made you feel like I couldn’t trust you.”

Kie wrapped her arms around you.

“It’s okay. I just- These boys mean the world to me and it started to sound like I had to choose between you and them. That’s why I got so defensive. I’m sorry about that.”

The two of you had a drink and talked about you feeling insecure, the boys and how much you missed cuddling her the past few days.

Rafe

Rafe and you fought often. Not big fights, just him being annoyed and you feeling like shit clash a lot. You were rarely the reason why Rafe was mad, it usually had something to do with his dad or sister.

You were currently picking up Rafe to go to a party when you found him in an argument with his dad. Ward has always been kind and respectful to you, yet you couldn’t help but feel a bit weirded out by him. By the sound of it they were arguing about some pills Ward found after the party last weekend. Rafe looked like he was about to explode on his father, so you decided to step in.

“Hey Rafe, Ward.” You greeted them as you walked in. “I kind of heard what you were talking about and I just want to say that a friend of mine brought those to the party, I’m sorry.” You had no clue where the pills came from, however you didn’t want Rafe getting into more fights with Ward. Ward looked at you as he spoke up.

“Y/N, good to see you,” his voice turned back to normal. “I think it would be better if you didn’t leave your stuff laying around, with Sarah and Wheezie around.”

You nodded and apologized to him, leaving the house with Rafe. The second you got into the car, Rafe exploded on you.

“I had it under control, Y/n.”

“I know baby, I just didn’t want you to-“

“Please just stay out of it next time. I don’t need you to cover for me.”

“I’m sorry baby.” You didn’t know what to say. You were doing him a favor?

“Just mind your own business okay.”

“Why are you being such a bitch about me helping you out?”

“Because I never needed your help.”

“Right you don’t need me.” You were hurt and in the moment of heat decided to get out of the car and slam the door. Leaving Rafe frustrated.

~~~

You walked a couple of streets, secretly hoping Rafe would follow you. He didn’t. You were upset and fed up. After a while you sat down, unsure of your next move. Right at that moment Ward’s car pulled up next to you and Rafe got out, running up to you.

“Are you here to yell at me some more? Cause I’ve learned my lesson.”

“I know I shouldn’t have yelled at you; I just..” he stopped as he sat down next to you “I really do not want my dad to think of you the way he thinks of me.”

Rafe can be very full of himself and act like the biggest asshole ever. But you knew how insecure he could be and how filled with issues he is. You pulled him into a hug and talked it over for a little while before heading to the party. You were wishing for the party to be over, as Rafe promised to make up for the yelling afterwards.

Topper

Topper is very a very jealous and protective person. He can be so much fun when it’s just you, yet he always feels the need to make sure you’re his and sometimes it gets to you. Usually, you’d just tell him to chill and reassure him nothing is wrong.

Tonight however, he’s been by your side all night and showed no sign of planning to leave it. You on the other hand were eager to know what was happening in the basement of the Cameron residence. So, you kissed Toppers cheek and headed downstairs.

You noticed the group of people huddled around in the middle of the room, Rafe among them. Rafe was never up to any good. You asked what he had been up to and he let you in on a little secret, offering you some of the ‘stuff’ while at it. You kindly declined the offer and just hung out with the high crowd.

At some point you were playing a game and you ended up sitting on Rafe’s lap, due to the lack of chairs. At the same time, you noticed Topper coming down the basement. He walked right over to you and asked what you were doing. Rafe wasn’t paying attention in the slights to what was going on.

“Are you snorting?”

“Baby don’t worry, I’m just hanging out.”

You could barely hear a word he was saying over the loud music and people talking. Topper offered you his hand, which you took. You got up and followed Topper outside.

“Hey, what’s up-“

“Don’t what’s up me. I come looking, ‘cause you said you would only be gone a minute and I find you on top of Rafe, doing lines.”

“Topper I wasn’t even doing coke.”

“You don’t need to lie to me, baby.”

His voice wasn’t as mad as it had been, he sounded more threatening and monitory.

“It’s not even any of your damn business if I were!” It was your turn to be mad.

“Fucking hell, Y/n, you are my business!”

“I can’t handle you right now.” And with that you left Topper standing outside.

~~~

Topper hadn’t followed you after the party. He let you walk home alone, which you were less angry about than him ruining the party for you and starting a fight. It was the morning after the fight as you heard knocks on your door. You said to come in and Topper, holding a bag and flowers showed up.

“Good morning.”

“Morning Topper.”

“I’m sorry for yelling at you, that wasn’t fair of me.”

“Fuck you Topper, why were you even mad?”

He sat down next to you on your bed as you sat up straight. Topper put the flowers down at the end of your bed.

“Y/n, I am sorry for yelling at you yesterday. I’m sorry I acted like I didn’t trust you.”

Topper was always honest about his apologies. You pulled him in for a hug and he laid down next to you, giving you a kiss on the cheek on his way down.

“What’s in the bag?”

Topper grabbed the bag and showed you the breakfast he had brought over.

“Can’t show up empty handed, can I?”

#obx #outerbanks #outer banks #preference #imagine #john b #sarah cameron #pope #pope heyward #topper thorton #rafe cameron #jj maybank #kiara carrera

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nuka-colacherry · 4 years

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Hello! May I request the Valentine’s Day thingy? 💖

My courier is Sam, a young woman who trained as a medic, but also accepts courier work on the side to supplement her income/explore the rest of what used to be the US.

Sam’s on the short side, around 5’5”, with red hair she bleached blonde using pre-war chemicals she’d found. She’s usually pretty relaxed and easygoing, but it doesn’t take much to piss her off, and once she is, it takes awhile to cool off. In spite of this, she makes friends easily with basically anyone who doesn’t wear a buncha sports equipment.

While she prefers to avoid combat, she’s skilled at long range with her sniper rifle. She’s wholly for the NCR to hold the Dam and the Mojave, and offers assistance wherever she goes.

I usually pair her with Boone, but I’m open to pretty much any male who isn’t a Legionaire!

Thank you in advance 💖💖💖

Sam sounds really cool! I decided to do Sam and Boone because I think they would go really well together!! Also since you didnt specify I just did headcanons for all of them. I’ve never written for anyone else’s oc’s so please forgive me if I’m a little bit off, lol. <333

Who said ‘I love you’ first?

Definitely Sam. Boone is more of a “show love through actions” kind of person. He’s very nervous about being in love again and would take awhile to build up the courage for him to say it. But, once he does, he slowly becomes more casual about it. If Sam’s fine with it of course.

What was their first date like? (Or what do they consider their first date?)

This depends heavily on who you ask and how they get together. Boone might consider the first time they go out and fight legionaries together after confessing to each other a date tbh. But, if it's a planned date they’d probably do something simple. Sam seems like she wouldn’t want to do anything super fancy, and Boone is the same way. I imagine they might go and get a drink somewhere like Prospector Saloon or some other local bar.

Do they live together? If so, who does what chores?

I’m assuming Sam and Boone travel together pretty often. Boone would prefer to do a lot of maintenance on their shared stash of weapons and (if Sam wouldn’t mind) her’s too. His love language is acts of service and it shows a lot when splitting up the chores. If Sam let him he’d probably try to do everything tbh. The only thing he can’t do is cook.

What are some of their pet peeves with each other? (Ex. Phineas drinks milk straight from the bottle while standing in front of the fridge, Kenna never puts her clothes away, etc)

This is kind of minor but Boone snores really loud. Also, if he takes first watch, sometimes he won’t wake Sam up so she can continue sleeping so he stays up all night. Boone loves Sam's temper, but sometimes it worries him that she might pick a fight with the wrong person.

Who is the mature, sensible one?

Boone is more mature, but he’s kind of a dumbass. He’s sensible in a practical way, but that’s about it.

Who is the fun, spontaneous one?

Sam 100%

What do their friends/family think of them?

Boone doesn’t have much of a family, but Manny is happy to see Boone with someone. I imagine the rest of the companions would be pretty supportive. Though sometimes they wonder how Sam got with Boone, because in their eyes talking to him is similar to talking to a brick wall.

Biggest most romantic gesture one has made for the other?

In Boone’s eyes the biggest romantic gesture possible is asking someone to marry him. If Sam is someone who would be interested in that of course. It would take years of being in a relationship before he’d ask, but if he does it would be very romantic.

What about PDA (public displays of affection)? Do they only ever hold hands or stand close, at ease in each other’s personal space or do they make out in full view of everyone?

Boone does not do PDA. He can hide it pretty well, but internally he blushes like a 6th grader whenever Sam does something as simple as holding his hand. Though, when in Freeside or a town that is kind of sketchy, he prefers to walk almost shoulder to shoulder to Sam. "For protection."

Do either of them get jealous? (Of close friends/amicable exes/anyone who is nice?)

Boone doesn’t get jealous often. Unless someone was very obviously flirting with Sam and she decided to flirt back for some reason then he’s pretty calm. Even then he’s more confused than jealous. Though sometimes he might feel a little jealous if Sam is laughing/having an very loud good time with someone. Hes more of an insecure person than a jealous person tbh. Sam would very rarely have an opportunity to be jealous, if she’s the jealous type. Boone’s very good at warding off any unwanted flirting by giving them a deadpan stare.

#fnv boone #fnv #request #craig boone

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graveyardollie · 4 years

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Dying Angel - Awakening Demon Chapter 4

Trigger warning for this chapter: Emotional abuse, manipulation, lots of angst, guilt-tripping, child abuse, seeing yourself above someone else, crying, anxiety (let me know if I should add anything else!) Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 Ao3 link THE PAST - Roman

** A while ago **

“Why are you being such a brat again? It’s not even past 4 PM, and you’re already tired? Please, just tell me you want to ruin our family’s reputation and move on with your life because you won’t get far with that attitude.” Roman’s mother did not have it tonight. She stood up from her chair and looked at him in the eyes. “Do you want to ruin us? Your brother’s future? Do you want that, Roman?” Roman was shaking. He did his best. Why wasn’t that enough? “N-no, mom. I really tried to make you proud...I even practiced my performance in the middle of the night. I did it over and over again. I’m pretty sure I made no mistakes this time…” “Are you calling me a liar?” She asked, shocked. “No, no, no, that’s not what I-” “You know what. I’ve heard enough.” Roman’s mom started to tear up. Her breath was uncalm. “I know you don’t love me anymore. Just leave me here to rot and die all alone, without my son, who was supposed to care about me. You always do this. You pretend to care and then show me the real you.” Roman’s heart broke. He didn’t mean to hurt his mom. He wants her to be happy! He really does. “I’m sorry, mom...I didn’t mean to...I really am horrible...I am. I love you, mom. Please, don’t be sad.” Now Roman was crying too. His mom wiped her tears off and smiled a little. “It’s okay. As an apology, you can clean the kitchen and make some dinner, and then I’ll forgive you.’’ “Yes, ma’am!” Roman smiled widely. He got his second chance! There is no way to mess this up. He headed to the kitchen and started doing his job. After a few hours, he could barely walk. He was so tired. His feet hurt. But at least mom could rest a little. She did so much for Roman and Patton. She truly is the best of all. When dinner was ready, Roman put some food on the plates. He got to his mom first. “Here you go.” Ro smiled proudly. Mom didn’t even bother to say “thank you.” But that’s OK. Who needs a “thank you” anyway...then he gave a plate to Patton. Roman was last. “This is disgusting.” Said their mom. “I think it’s delicious.” respondent softly Patton. “You don’t need to be nice to him, sweetie. Sometimes you need to just...let the dog know where its place is.” “Dog…?” Roman whispered. Before he could say anything else, his mom proceeded to throw the food at the ground. You will eat this garbage, while me and Patton will order some food online. You are not allowed to take a plate. Eat it as it is. Understood?” Roman could barely breathe. He didn’t understand. He really tried his best. “I asked something. Answer me!” She took his plate from his hands and threw it against the wall. Roman backed off. “Ah...look what you did. Patton is now scared, because we can’t even have a calm evening. Clean this up when you’re done eating. And better eat. Because there won’t be anything more for you tonight.” Patton looked very worried. He mouthed “I’ll come back later.” to Roman and left with mom. Roman couldn’t blame his little brother. If he stood up for Roman, he could also get in trouble and he really didn’t want that. It was all enough that he was a failure. At least Pat will achieve something. He is very talented and nice...so...yeah. It will be fine. Mommy will be proud of Patton. And that’s all that counts. ---

Roman cleaned the whole mess. He couldn’t touch the food. It was all covered in hairs and bacteria. He learned that at school. Gross. If he got sick, mom would be very mad. His stomach hurt. His feet hurt. His head hurt. He laid down on the kitchen floor and started to cry. This was humiliating. Mom didn’t even punch him or something like that. Of course he was overreacting. Still...ugh...Roman got so sleepy. Even the coldness of the ground wasn’t bothering him. --- “RoRo? Roman wake up, please…” he heard sniffling. Roman opened his eyes and saw his little brother..crying. Why was he crying? “What happened Pat?” “I-I just...Ro, it isn’t fair! Mommy should be proud! The food tasted amazing, you’re so talented, your performance from last week was incredible, you’re beautiful, wonderful, sweet-” “Hey, hey, breathe Patton. You’re gonna hyperventilate otherwise…Breathe with me. In and out. In...and out.” Roman took his little brother in his arms and hugged Patton tightly. “I’m sorry you had to see all of this again. I’m sorry. I know you don’t like when mom gets like this. I should’ve done more. It’s my fault.” “No! No, it’s not! You always do your best, that should be e-enough, Ro…I should’ve stand up for you, I-I should’ve…” “Hey...look at me Pat.” Roman waited till his brother looked him in the eyes. They were shiny from tears. “Sometimes adults...make mistakes. For our mom, one of those mistakes was I. I was born when she...she didn’t want me, you know? But she wanted you. And that is all that matters to me. As long as you are safe, I don’t care about any of this. I just want to be here for you, goofball.” Roman smiled softly. “But...why do I have to watch you getting hurt? You're my big bro, I don’t want that...I want you to be happy too. You deserve that as well…” Roman didn’t see Patton cry very often. But when he did, it got more and more painful with every time it happened. “She doesn’t hurt me Pat. She doesn’t beat nor abuse me. See? I got only this one bruise from falling on the ground. The scream thingy doesn’t hurt me. Because I am strong, like a superhero. So now I need you to be strong for me as well, ok? Seeing you cry like this, does hurt me. I much prefer you being all sunshine-y. Will you smile for me, goofball?” Then Roman jumped on Patton and started to tickle him. They both laughed so much, they couldn’t stop. Life was so much better with a little brother like Patton. But also much worse. *Many years later* Roman took a deep breath and focused on now and here. He was alive and, most importantly...happy. Yes. He missed that feeling. But how could he feel anything else? It was a beautiful spring. Little sprouts grew slowly but passionately. And his little brother...gosh, he loved him so much. He was so long away doing his final exams, Roman got scared Patton would forget him. And now Pat stood right next to Roman, for the first time in weeks. “What are you thinking about?” Patton asked softly, making sure to not startle Roman. “Just about how much I missed you. It gets quite lonely in here without you, goofball.” Patton smiled. “I missed you too, RoRo. Don’t worry too much. I won’t leave you for that long ever again.” “You promise?” “I promise.” Roman smiled. A promise is a promise as their mother said. And he will remember this day. Patton will never leave him again. Chapter 5

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #angst #my fic #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 #logan sanders #janus sanders #DAAD

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other-cullen-ficrecs · 4 years

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DA January Challenge: Day 7 - Injustice.

Pairing: Justice & Fenris, hints of Justice/Fenris Timeline: DA2 Warnings/Additional Tags: cracky Summary: Five times Justice tried to do something nice for Fenris and one time it really worked.

"I know you guys don't care for each other much but I really appreciate that you're trying," Hawke said solemnly, clasping Ander's arm.

It always felt so meaningful when Hawke said something honest and serious. As if it carried even more weight surrounded by his usual joyful demeanour.

It would probably be even more meaningful if Anders knew what in the void Hawke was talking about.

He shrugged it off for now going back to checking the supplies they were left with after last fight and the necessary healing that followed. With Fenris' insistence against being healed when a potion would do they were severely down on elfroot potions and had anything left only because Anders actually brought more on this trip than usually.

He suddenly felt very pleased with himself about it and frowned at the notion, recognizing the feeling as not generating from himself. Apparently, Justice was happy that his nagging had an effect this time. Anders only sighed, shaking his head and ignoring the smug spirit.

Anders cared for his work - both with the ill and the mages - but he was getting sick of the sight of his own clinic. It's been weeks since he even saw his friends. His days were filled with working at the clinic and then with the mage underground. He barely had time to rest and whatever time he had at his disposal was always used for something productive: gathering herbs, preparing potions, writing his manifesto.

Justice was insistent and even when Anders required some time off he forced him away from his friends.

It was almost two months when Hawke finally shadowed his doorstep and Anders was so relieved he could almost kiss him.

"Hawke! I was starting to worry some runaway dragon ate you."

Hawke shook his head, looking sheepish.

"I'm sorry, I know I haven't been around much. After what happened with Hadriana... Well, Fenris needed to let go of some steam preferably without any mages around."

"Ah."

"We actually did end up killing a dragon! It's a shame you've missed it."

"You fought a dragon without a healer or- No. You know what? I don't want to know. I'll just enjoy the not having to fight a dragon life that I'm leading."

Hawke only laughed and shook his head as if Anders was the ridiculous one between them.

"Mage!"

Anders ignored him for the time being, bent down to focus on healing a wound on Isabella's leg. It provided him with a lovely view while he was casting and there was hardly a need to turn away for one angry elf.

"I'm speaking to you!"

"I can hear that, yes." He drawled. "But as you may see, I'm somewhat busy."

"Oh, don't mind me, boys. If you'd like to deal with all that tension, I'm happy to wait and watch."

They both glared at Isabella which only made her grin even brighter.

"You healed me," Fenris growled out.

"Yes! Well spotted!"

"You healed me more often than anyone else!"

"If you hate it so much try stepping in front of blades less often. It does wonders for one's health. Healer's word!"

Fenris disgusted noise was his only reply as the elf stomped away from him, clearly still annoyed. Anders didn't bother looking. Just like during the fight he was perfectly aware where exactly the elf was, the lyrium in his marks still singing loudly.

"You did heal him a lot, you know. If I didn't find it so fueling for my friend fiction, I would be jealous."

"He got wounded a lot. I assure you, I play no favourites. Definitely not with him!"

"Oh, wait, I found a necklace that might work for you."

Fenris turned slightly towards Hawke.

"A necklace?"

"Yeah, it's one of those charms thingies. Supposedly it will make you even harder to kill."

Fenris snorted but put on the charm with a dismissive shake of the head. Hawke showed Anders thumbs-up behind the elf's back.

Anders only sighed when Justice's pleased feeling flooded him again. It took him longer than he was proud to admit but he finally realized that Justice was drawn to the elf. Some sort of perfect mix of being a victim of injustice and covered in lyrium that was practically a call directly aimed at Justice. Now he wondered if he should start worrying about flowers and chocolates, perhaps a charm found among the looted bodies was just a first step.

He didn't like the contemplative silence he was getting from the spirit.

"I brought-- Apple pie?" Anders frowned at his bag. He most certainly did not plan on bringing that.

One of his patients baked it for him and he looked forward to eating a bit before sharing with others in need that lived so close. He definitely didn't plan on bringing it to a cards night and was wondering what in the void got into Justice when he noticed Fenris trying not to look interested.

He closed his eyes briefly, regretting ever meeting Justice in the first place, and put the pie on the table.

"Enjoy everyone! As it was a gift for a saved arm I take absolutely no critic. And since I did save that arm it's probably not poisoned."

Fenris pretended to be not interested for the rest of the evening but somehow still managed to eat most of it. Anders wasn't even sure if Justice was the only one pleased by that.

+ 1

"Elf... Fenris, I know it's important to you-"

"They're slavers, Varric. Their fresh goods the message was about are people, packed and ready to be shipped out."

"I know this! But what you want me to do about it right now? They're holed up in that cave, at least thirty men willing to fight. Hawke is wounded and unconscious. I'm more limping than walking and Anders will keel over if he casts anything stronger than healing a paper cut."

Fenris growled in frustration.

"I know you're a terrifyingly good fighter but we're simply outnumbered. And by much. I can pull some strings and-"

"They'll be gone by then. They will be on the ship by the time we make it to Kirkwall."

Varric only sighed, there was no point in lying. Anders passed him a healing potion.

"For the wound," he explained tiredly. "Hawke will be fine but he needs rest. Fenris- I have a suggestion but you're not going to like it."

The elf only glared.

"I can't help you fight... But Justice can."

Fenris froze, staring at him.

"You have no mana."

"He is a warrior. He used to fight with a sword and shield if I borrow Hawke's..."

"Okay, let me get this straight, you will let your spirit filling take over and slash some slavers? With Fenris? That I gotta see."

Varric swallowed the potion and heaved Bianca up on his shoulder.

"Why would the demon want to help?"

Anders held a hand to his forehead, Justice anger echoing painfully around his skull. He was so drained of mana he was nauseated and he hardly needed any more of the abuse.

"For the thousand time - spirit. And he-" Anders sighed. Shaking his head and murmuring under his breath: "This is a horrible idea."

Soon shining cracks appeared on their skin and Justice looked down at the elf before them.

"SLAVERY IS UNJUST. YOU ARE AN HONORABLE MAN FOR WISHING TO FIGHT IT. IT IS ONLY RIGHT FOR ME TO JOIN YOU AS ANDERS IS UNABLE TO."

Fenris stared at the spirit.

"Well, shit," Varric summed up nicely.

The elf seemed to calculate the options before walking towards Hawke and gathering the warrior's sword and shield. He pushed them into Justice's arms.

"Follow me," he growled out, walking into the cave.

"YOUR LYRIUM MARKINGS MAKE IT EASY FOR ME TO SENSE YOU, IT WILL BE EASY TO FOLLOW YOUR LEAD."

Varric glanced back at Hawke, breathing strongly and hidden as well as possible from the view of any possible wanderers that might do him in. He patted Bianca comfortingly.

"Isabella would never forgive me if I didn't watch how this plays out," he reasoned following two glowing men into the cave.

#DAJanuary #my fic #dragon age 2 #justice dragon age #fenris #justice/fenris #da2 #Okay so I know it's 19th okay but like #im not good at doing things on time #im catching up!#sorta #might still be finishing posting those in february #then again i actually might finish posting them so *shrugs*#SUCCESS

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justkindaoverhereobsessing · 4 years

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okay hear me out - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19 and twenty. for the ask thingy, please ma'am

Gonna go ahead and tag @wanna-be-bold here because your ask clearly had some overlap with Sofia’s mega-ask. XD

1. who is the hardest character for you to write? Anyone outside of my normal ships, lol. I’m pretty comfortable with Tiva but you throw Vance (and his toothpick) in there? I’m gonna struggle.

2. who is the easiest character for you to write? Ziva, I think, or an original character I wrote years ago. Characters I really feel like I understand!

3. How do you know if your writing is “in character”? I don’t, lmao. I just write what feels right and then hope for the best!

4. Where do your story ideas come from? YOU SOF. And sometimes other places too, lol. But seriously, a lot of my ideas are sparked from the fics of other writers! I love a good “what if” that stems from a different “what if”.

5. Do you tell the people in your life that you write fics? Lmao. Well you know my mom read WAAO so you really think I keep any secrets after that? Everyone in my life knows what I love and I don’t hesitate to talk their ears off about it all!

6. What has been the hardest fic for you to write? We Are an Ocean, definitely. There’s so much more range to it than anything else I’ve ever written, so I’ve had to figure out how to shift gears from smut to fluff to plot to angst and back again!

7. What fic of yours makes you the most emotional? The Place Where the Light Enters, a very old collab I never finished, lmao. That story saw me through some tough times and we put our characters through some REAL TOUGH times, too! Actually, one of my tattoos relates back to it, lol. “I picked up a pen; I wrote my own deliverance.”

8. What is a scene you wrote that you are most proud of? Gotta be some scene from That We May Forgive, but I’m not sure which one. I just know that’s the fic I’m most proud of!

9. Is there one character that you refuse to write? why? Ehhhhhh not really. But there are definitely characters I don’t enjoy writing. Jenny Shepard, lookin’ at you!

10. When you write fics, how much of canon are you willing to ignore/skip over? Lmao. Depends on the day, my mood, and the fic in question. I love AUs so really I’m willing to throw everything out the window. Suck it, canon writers. You don’t own me.

11. Do you prefer to be cold or hot when you write? COLD COLD COLD COLD COLD. I’m allergic to the cold but I would love to be cold for my whole life, so long as I have a decent supply of quilts and hot tea. I can’t focus when it’s too hot... living in Ghana was a STRUGGLE.

12. What is your ideal writing area? I usually write in bed, laptop in my lap and my back leaning on a pillow propped against the wall. It’s not ideal but I don’t have a desk so it’s become MY “ideal”.

13. How do you come up with your titles? I have zero creativity in my body so I’ll decide on a theme and then google quotes for that theme. For example, for a fic I referenced earlier, the theme was healing. I found the quote “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” (Rumi) The fic then became titled as a shortened version of that quote, The Place Where the Light Enters.

14. How do you come up with chapter titles? I never title my chapters, lol.

15. At what point in writing a fic, do you decide to quit? I... okay, I can’t truthfully say what I was about to say. I WANTED to say “I don’t quit fics” but I have definitely abandoned a few in my day. (Haven’t done that for years, though.) Unless this question really means when I decide a fic is finished and ready to be published, in which case my answer is that I throw a dart at my nonexistent plotting paper and end the fic wherever it lands. I’m terrible at ending things, lol.

16. How much of your personal life do you put into fics? Oof. Enough to be offended by this question, lmao. I sometimes use events from my personal life to inspire or plot fics, but more often, I explore my own confused emotions by making characters feel similar ones and writing it out.

17. What is the most supportive comment you have gotten? Definitely something from you, @indestinatus, the queen of fic comments (and also the queen of fics, shush). But I’ve gotten some really really nice ones from strangers, too, especially on ff.net.

18. What is the most negative comment you have gotten? Well this is embarrassing to admit. My first ever fic when I was... eh, ten years old? I tried to post it on Mugglenet, the only fanfic site I’ve ever been on that needed fics to be approved. My fic was rejected and the mod who rejected it said my main character was a Mary Sue. I’ve never recovered.

19. How do you handle negative comments? I genuinely don’t get them often, so I’m not sure how to answer. People are usually really really nice.

20. What story that you have written makes you the happiest to re-read? That We May Forgive! I poured my heart and soul into it.

#sofia i love you #my typing hands will never recover from the 17 hours of work they put into answering this ask #but it's fine cause i love #YOU #thank you for asking! <3 #lmao you're just always getting ever-deeper looks into my soul aren't ya

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Something really bummed me out so when life gives you lemons… write stuff about it right? I admit this is more of a... “I just want to comfort myself” fic or Drabble but I still wanted to share

How would RGB comfort their crush in certain situations. Scenario is overthinking another person’s reaction. I have a preference for writing scenarios where the reader is the crush rather than an established relationship (BECAUSE I LOVE THE PINING. Its my favorite trope flavor!!), hmmmmmmmmmmm….

Also warning... I give really stupid nicknames, you’ll know what I’m talking about soon.

Python

Python tried as his best to read the message displayed on your screen as objectively as he could. He didn’t know your childhood best friend personally so there was hesitation on his end to say anything negative about them. He glanced at you sitting on the bleachers, then returned his focus on message.

—

You: sent an image

You: BESH! BESH! remember that competition I joined??? the writer’s thingy! well I WON. i thought i’d get an honorary mention but i got first place!

Their response came after thirty minutes

Besh<3: oh that’s great congrats

—

A bit dry, even for him, but he wasn’t about to jump to conclusions. You on the other hand rode that overthinking train hard and fast. More tears started streaming down your face, your sleeves could barely keep up with their flow.

“Maybe I’m overthinking things. I just I don’t know…” you managed to say through the stream of tears. “Ya expected a different reaction?” you nodded at his input.

He rubbed the back of his neck, he hated seeing you cry, double this time around since that writer’s competition meant a lot to you. Python witnessed how much effort you put into your submission, you even asked him to read it. You had talent, he’d told you time and time again but you always second guessed yourself.

Getting you to join the competition was a collective effort from him, Forsyth, Lukas, and your best friend, so even he was stumped with their flat reaction. He handed your phone back and pulled out a few more tissues, wiping your tears with them. “Geez sunshine, I ain’t gonna pretend I know what’s up with your bestie.” He sat himself right beside you on the bleachers, shoving his hands into his hoodie pockets. “Maybe you could ask them later? Get their side of the story first, I get that this stings. This is your big win and you wanna celebrate it with them.”

“Am I being selfish? I want them to be happy with me, for me. Maybe I’m asking too much? Maybe… my win means nothing…”

“Hey.” You turned your attention to him, more tears streaming down your face. Python reached out and wiped away the waterworks as best he could while a sigh escaped his lips. “You worked your butt off for that piece, its your time to shine, and shine you did. A victory party is in order, enjoy yourself, easier said than done given the situation but sunshine… don’t let one person rain on your parade m’kay?” he opened his arms slightly, motioning if you wanted a hug. You went in for a quick side hug then pulled away. “Sunshine…” he lightly tapped his knee against yours a few times “I ain’t the best stand-in for your best friend but I’m here for you. We could grab a bite to eat after class. Let’s drag Fors and Lukas into our little celebration if you’re up to it eh? Whaddya say?” he tapped his knee against your while wiggling his eye brows at you.

Hard to refuse that offer, seeing how much effort Python put into cheering you up. Your schoolmate always looked overworked and tired, a bit grumpy too. Like if you wasted his time he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you off but after getting to know him, he really did care about his friends and was supportive in his own special way. “A little party sounds like a great idea Py…” talking to him lifted some of the anxiety and sadness you were feeling, its nice to be reminded that there are other people out there who are rooting for you.

—

Later that night, after the victory party, you followed Python’s advice and calmly messaged your best friend.

You: hey besh, i want to talk to you about something , its been on my mind for awhile

It took a while for them to respond

Besh<3: what about?

You: remember when I texted you about my win? i don’t want to sound demanding but i just want to be honest. i was kinda disappointed with your response. kinda expecting you to be happier for me but something tells me you have something on your mind… you wouldn’t reply like that to me.

Besh<3: …

Besh<3: oh besh… i just didn’t want to ruin your moment. i really am happy for your win but a lot of things happened around the time you messaged me.

You: hey… talk to me okay? what’s going on?

Besh<3: well… we rushed Gouda to the vet cause he just refused to eat anything

Now that made sense, Gouda was their cat they’d had for as long as you could remember, no wonder they weren’t as enthusiastic.

Besh<3: vet said it could be old age and we might have to put him down

Besh<3: i really wanted to be happy for you. i’m so sorry, i should’ve tried to be happy for you. please forgive me…

You: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?

You: OMG BESH, Gouda is family! No! No! don’t apologize, you had a lot going on. i should apologize for not checking up on you first

Besh<3: i’m sorry…

You: i’m sorry too… i felt like something was off with your message but i went ahead and started overthinking things

Besh<3: i don’t want to play blame games besh but i am happy you opened up to me about your feelings. this could’ve been avoided if i’d been more open about what was going on my end

Besh<3: i just want you to know i’m so happy for you

Besh<3: you worked hard on that and you deserve first place

You: ;A; BBBBBEEEEEEEEESSSSSH!!!! i’m sorry for not checking up on you first

You: i want to give you a hug so bad right now! is it alright to ask about Gouda? its totally fine if you don’t want to talk about him. wanna FaceTime? i’m here for you okay, need to cry it out over the phone id gladly listen okay?

They FaceTimed you, you both had a good cry and talked for over an hour. That call made you feel a lot better and they promised to keep you updated on Gouda’s condition.

—

AAAsunshine: hey py-py thanks for cheering me up. talked to my bestie, they had some stuff going on but we sorted it out

mightyanaconda: glad to hear it sunshine and happy to help

AAAsunshine: ill see you at school tomorrow, night cobra

mightyanaconda: ugh… i have to see your face again tomorrow??

mightyanaconda: JK

mightyanaconda: ait see ya and sweet dreams sunshine 😘

mightyanaconda: btw just wanna say this. congrats on your win sunshine. ya worked hard and you deserve the win m’kay? yar a winner sunshine

AAAsunshine: ooooh praise from you??

mightyanaconda: heh savour it, praise from me is worth more than bitcoin 😎

AAAsunshine: 😒😒😒

AAAsunshine: wow such praise much wow. anyways, thanks again cottonmouth. night night

mightyanaconda: happy to serve… i guess. Sweet dreams 😉😘

Forsyth

Fosryth couldn’t have been happier for you, while you didn’t win the school talent show both the Glee club and Chorale group were battling it out to convince you to join either of them. All you wanted to do in that moment was to savour your accomplishment. Stage performance had always given you anxiety but their was this desire in you to perform as well. Fosryth, your sister, Lukas, and even Python had advised you to give it a shot, you had talent after all and that was worth sharing with the world.

You couldn’t help but smile at both the Glee and Chorale leaders but “I’ll have to think about it” was your response to their passionate invitations, Forsyth had to politely ask them to leave after they’d begun heckling you once more.

Once your “recruiters” left you poked Forsyth on the cheek “Thank you Fors.” You said in a sing-song manner, he came in for a big hug “Congratulations! I haven’t the clue why you didn’t win first place!! But you were amazing on stage!” he released you and took the guitar case from you.

“Oh you exaggerate! But I’m glad that’s over with, it wasn’t so bad.” You giggled to yourself “I might even try it again.”

You could feel Forsyth beaming with excitement “If that’s the case, the next time we have school event and in need of an intermission number you’ll be first on the list! I promise that! Why I’ll even plan more school events so you can perform more!!” he balled his fist in excitement. Without skipping a beat Forsyth changed the direction of the conversation “Oh! Do you want to stop by the café before going home? Just a small celebration, I know you must be tired but I’d really like to celebrate…” he paused for a bit, a very faint blush painting his cheeks ”… This with you.” He finished his sentence sheepishly

Either you were too dense or didn’t want to color Forsyth’s thoughtfulness. He treated everyone cordially and was always happy to help so you had assumed he was this nice to everyone. You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, making you focus elsewhere.

—

mightyanaconda: sent a video

mightyanaconda: here’s a short video of your number bubbles, its got all the good bits in it

mightyanaconda: if ya want the full vid let me know

bubz: thank you python~

—

Your sister had always been your supporter ever since you were children. She wasn’t musically gifted herself so when you picked up singing and guitar, she backed you up by 2000%. That video would thrill her

You: sent a video

You: hey sis eat your heart out, your younger sibling’s a star!!

Focusing your attention back on Forsyth who’d been waiting patiently for your response, he gripped the handle of your guitar case nervously “I’m so sorry Forsyth.” you rubbed his arm “Python just send me the vid. I just had to send off to my sister right away about the café thing, I’d love to but don’t you want to drop off the guitar case at my place first?”

“Oh oh! Don’t you worry about me! I can carry this around.” He lifted the case like a dump bell. You silently admired how he had just flexed his rather toned arms at you but you more worried about accidentally breaking the guitar.

“I’m sure you’ve lifted heavier things Fors but I’d like to keep that as safe as possible? Minimize chances of damage.” He turned beet red. “I didn’t mean to-! Your things are important and I’d want to avoid anything that would damage-“ you pressed two finger on his lips “I get it Forsyth, its fine.” You smiled to reassure him

—

You set your case at the corner of your apartment’s living room and decided to check your phone as you made your exit. “Weird.” You thought, your sister had seen your message but no response came. Was your performance so dazzling that it left her speechless? You were sure the green haired bouncing ball of energy outside would agree but something about this didn’t settle well with you. Flipping through your contacts, you dialed your sister’s home phone right away but there was no answer. Your face began to dark as you stepped out the door, greeting Forsyth with a serious expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“Maybe I’m just overthinking things but she hasn’t responded to me, I wonder if she’s okay?”

“Your sister I take it?” you nodded in response while you gave her cellphone a ring. Your call went straight to voice mail that prompted you to give her a call a few more times. After six called she finally picked up

“What do you want?” that’s not the greeting you had hoped for, she sounded really irritated

“Uh…” there was a negative vibe that seeped through the call but you tried your best to remain chipper “I sent you the video of my number for the talent show. I did it! Finally –“ you heard an exasperated sigh from the other side, stopping you from saying anything else.

“Look… you picked a really bad time. I’m just not in the mood right now okay?” that broke your heart, you were expecting her to be happier and excited like Forsyth but that wasn’t the case. Sadness and disappointed slowly began turning into mild anger.

“I don’t get you… you’ve been pushing me to do this since we were kids and now you just…”

She cut you off with another sigh that was much louder “I told you now is a bad time okay? Just leave me alone for a bit okay!?” and with that your sister hung up.

Forsyth tried his best to fish out his tissues to catch your falling tears but you’d already started crying a river.

—

He wasn’t sure how to comfort you, he had no words and he was careful not to say anything mean or negative about your sibling. The only thing he could offer you was a hug and you clung to him, crying it out into his shoulder.

“I shouldn’t be this upset!” you were a blubbering mess “Its just a stupid performance, I’m blowing it out of proportion like a spoiled brat!!”

“Its understandable that you’d be upset. Your performance is NOT stupid or unworthy of praise! Don’t discredit yourself like that!” he hugged you even tighter, he could feel you getting hiccups from crying so much.

You pulled away, wiping both tears and snot off your face with another tissue. Your living was now littered with used tissues and another one was added to the pile “Was it wrong for me to expect her to be happy for me?”

“NO!” he shook his head furiously “I don’t know what’s going on with your sister but…” he took a long pause to gather his thoughts “You were amazing while you were performing. You’ve got both the talent and the passion for it, it really shows. The way you put so much effort when you practice and the emotion your voice carries when you sing. A voice like that should be shared with the world if you ask me so I’m really happy you went ahead and performed in spite of your nervousness. I’m really, truly proud of you.” He hugged you again, it was warm, sincere, and comforting. “I’ll… always be one of your adoring fans.”

Forsyth realized how over the top and mushy what he just said was, his face burned. “I-I-I know what else we can do to help you feel better! We never got to go to café, I’ll step out for a bit and grab some food there! I’ll come back of course!” he quickly let you go, grabbed his jacket and made a mad dash for the door. He was redder than a tomato, heart drumming rapidly against his chest.

—

You had very little time to process what had just happened, right on cue your phone started buzzing. You checked the screen and saw your sister’s name, you took a deep breath before answering the call.

“He-hello?”

“Hey… I’m really sorry about earlier. You could tell I was angry but I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

You felt the tears well up once more “I should’ve been more sensitive to you, I could tell by your voice you weren’t in the mood, should’ve just given you sometime and talked to you once you were ready.”

“Nope kiddo, this is all on me. I suck at being your number 1 fan but I’m proud of you. You’ve moved on from singing on top of the bed to singing on an actual stage.” That was fond childhood memory, you both would pretend your parents’ bed was a stage or stadium, and you lip sync to your favourite songs while your sister pretended to be a fan in the crowd. “I watched the video, its not the full video so you better send me that so I can put that on repeat! You did an even better job at the song than the original artist! Can I put it on my tiktok and make you famous?” you could tell she was doing her best to make up for her outburst a while ago.

“Aw c’mon that’s laying it on too thick.” You breathed in deeply as you held the phone closer to your ear “Hey… I am worried about you, you know that right? So what’s up on your end?” you heard her scoff on the other side

“Don’t worry about that for now, I’ll fill you in later. I don’t want to think about anything negative and just want to celebrate this with you!” a beat passed “Also… I’m really curious who that green haired guy is in the video… your boyfriend? When did you learn to keep juicy secrets from me?”

Boyfriend? Green hair? Only Forsyth came to mind and then the memory of him holding you close and getting all sappy a while ago rushed through head. A hot blush raged across your face “He-HE isn’t my boyfriend!” you managed to sputter out

“Hohoho! He seems quite taken by you!” the relentless teasing continued

“What makes you say that?!” you tried to fan yourself to calm down the blush.

“Seriously? You saw the video right?”

Actually, you hadn’t watched the video of your performance. You swiped out from the call and checked the video Python had sent you. It started normal enough, you in frame, the video would cut out to a different portion of your performance but one segment really stood out. Who would’ve guessed that Python would mischievously add a clip of his best friend gushing about you.

“Oh…” you heard Forsyth sigh affectionately in the video “They sound like an angel Python. I can’t take my eyes off them… I could watch and listen to them all day and night…” the video transitioned back to you on stage.

You could hear your sister making kissy sounds on the other side of the line while laughing hard. Embarrassed beyond reason, you tried your best to clear things up with your sister. Forsyth could come back any minute with the food and you didn’t want to get caught talking about him. Your sister continued to tease you and ask you to call her back once you were done with your “date”. Circumstance must’ve been playing tricks on you, Forsyth so conveniently returned at that moment with food.

“Hoh? You left the door unlocked? I’ve returned with food though, sorry I took so long. I passed by another shop and bought you something from there as well.” You could hear your sister cackling maniacally before hanging up. Keeping calm after seeing the video was going to be challenge but you managed to have a small food party and update Forsyth that you and your sister were okay now. As it was getting late, he said he’d have to go but not before giving you one last hug. You bonked yourself on the head for being so oblivious to the possibility of him having feelings for you.

—

Superman: Happy to announce I’ve made it back home! I’m glad I was able to cheer you up even a little bit. I’m even happier to hear you’ve spoken to your sister.

You: Glad you’re home safe! Thanks Forsyth, I’d probably be sulking all night long if it wasn’t for you

Superman: I’d do anything to cheer you up. I’ll even act like a clown if it means putting a smile on your face!

You: Don’t over do it green bean.

You: Oh, I spoke with my sister. Apparently, she lost her job that’s why she was all bummed out.

Superman: !!!

Superman: Maybe I could help her out with job hunting? Although my contacts are from around our area, is she particular about the location?

You: Thanks Fors but my sis has a plan and sent her resume to several prospective employers. I appreciate the effort and concern though

Superman: Well anything to help you out

Superman: I mean anything to help someone in need out

You: I’m heading in for the night. Forsyth, thank you so much for being there for me, you’re the sweetest and the best. Night night. 😙

Superman: 😳

Superman: Sleep well and sweet dreams, can’t wait to see you tomorrow!

Superman: UH I mean, its always great to see you because I know you’re okay and not sick… and… and

Superman: You know what… I’ll just stop talking… Good night.

Lukas

“I wouldn’t lie to you.” Lukas gave you a gentle smile “I read your paper, your passion and grasp of the topic shined through. Professor Evans echoes my opinion, you wrote an excellent paper.” You couldn’t help but stare at the post-it your professor stuck on your hard copy.

“Your final research summary paper was an excellent application of all the concepts we’ve learned in class. I want to congratulate you on your effort and dedication, you’ve earned the A+ and, if you’d allow me, I’d like to add your work to a journal I’m working on. You will be fully credited of course, its just my personal collection of student’s work.”

You’d lost count at how many times you’d re-read the note, how many times you’d replayed the commendations. The high you were feeling was difficult to complain and you found yourself tugging Lukas’ sleeve “You helped me too! You proofread my drafts and pointed out areas of improvement. Professor also commended your paper!” he shook his head in response

“My input was probably only worth two-percent of your mark, everything else was your hard work. With that being said our A’s could only mean we’ve passed the course with flying colours.”

“That calls for a celebration! So another coffee party or…” you fished out your phone and hurriedly looked up something up “Do you want to try this place out?” he inched closer to you to look at your screen “This place has started selling coffee jelly but they’ve got other items on the menu.”

His eyes perked up at the word “coffee”, his favourite “drug” of choice “I do like the sound of that, I’ll just drop off something at the learning center and we can head out. I believe you don’t have anymore classes for the day?” you gave him a thumbs up in response and told him you’d wait for him outside the school. Perfect opportunity for you to text your cousin about your “little” academic victory. You’d always been close with your cousin, granted that you grew up together. Both of you lived in the same area, so you’d alternate sleepover parties in each other’s houses. For college though, you’d gone to different institutions, you’re cousin chose a place in your hometown while you went to a busier city’s university. Though you’d gone different paths, you still texted each other almost everyday

—

YouAbu: Cuz! I got an A+ on my final psych paper! When I visit for break you better treat me to pizza!

kingkong: What’s new? You’ve always been the smarter one so that isn’t news to me heh 😜

YouAbu: LOL What’s with that? You can’t weasel your way out of treating me with pizza!

kingkong: uh 🤨 why would I reward something that comes naturally to you? Learn to drive stick then come back to me xD

YouAbu: whatever 😒… you owe me pizza🍕🍕

—

What was that about? Everything your cousin said just irritated you for some reason. Granted they always had a certain “edge”, as you would describe it, in the way they talked that didn’t really bother you because you’d gotten used to it through the years. But something about this situation coupled with what they said irritated you.

—

Lukas was far too preoccupied trying to read your mood than enjoy his coffee jelly. He watched as you playing with the metal straw in your mouth as you drummed your fingers on the table. He cleared his throat to break the silence “Something’s bothering you I take it, I’m all ears if you’re willing to share.”

Pushing the metal straw away with your lips as you let out a dry laugh “Last time I checked I’m the one studying therapy…” he quirked an eyebrow at your response but continued to observe you, the way Lukas would look at other people, it always seemed like he was putting others under a microscope. You’d grown used to that habit of his, you didn’t find it off putting at all. “Have you told your family about you’re A?” you quickly changed the subject

“I doubt they’d care. You know my older brother wants nothing to with me, my father on the other hand would simply respond with something along the lines of getting good marks are what’s expected of me.” He gave a smile, the kind that was all show, the kind that masks something underneath.

You could relate to his situation at the moment “I know how that feels…” you took a long sip of your drink “I thought this person would celebrate with me but their reaction simply irritated me.” Stirred your drink with the straw

“Sounds like we only have each other to celebrate our personal victory.” He leaned in a bit “If it helps you take the edge off things, I don’t mind you venting to me.” You slid your phone to him, the exchange between you and your cousin on the screen. Lukas read through it, took a quick glance at you before closing his eyes with a sign. That was your cue, he signalling you to start venting.

“I just… everything they said rubbed me the wrong way. Especially that bit about me getting A’s expected, I don’t just sit down ,write a test or paper then manifest an A.” you tapped the table as you spoke “Good grades don’t just ‘come naturally’ to me Lukas neither does it ‘come naturally’ to you.” you crossed your arms in front of your chest with a huff.

Lukas would be lying if he said he didn’t understand how you felt. “You don’t like it that people have a certain expectation of you.” You nodded in response “But you did expect your cousin to react in a certain way, did you not?” you flashed an angry look at your companion. Did he just defend your cousin? “I don’t mean to exacerbate your irritation. What your cousin just said, that good grades come naturally to you and are to be expected of you, failed to consider all the hard work and effort you put into your studies. As you said, we don’t just sit down and conjure up A’s.”

“What are you getting at Lukas?”

“I don’t know your cousin as personally as you do but I think they’re unaware that you find such comments disagreeable.” He tilted his head

“They’ve known me since we were kids.” He noticed your shoulders tense up as you said this

“You thought they’d react in a certain way and they thought you’d be okay with a comment like that.” He took a bite of his coffee jelly “The best option to take is to talk to them and let them know how they made you feel. The fact that you’re reacting this way, I can only wager a guess that your cousin means a lot to you and you put a great amount of trust in them.”

“Lukas… you’d make a good counsellor.” To which he shrugged “You don’t believe me? Would I lie to you?”

“You wouldn’t… I trust you a great deal, so my expectation is you wouldn’t say anything to deceive me.” He glanced at you before flashing a faint yet genuine smile. This was a rare occurrence, Lukas was showing vulnerability. Though he was very popular and well-liked in school, he didn’t have many friends and had trouble connecting with others. Something you’d observed was that he kept a lot of people at arm’s length and never truly opened up to anyone.

He looked at your sincerely “I think you need to hear this again. Don’t let the words of others undervalue your effort. You are a responsible, intelligent, and a hardworking person, I’m witness to those virtues and I admire you for them. All your successes happen by your own hand and not because you were born to succeed.” After speaking, he clinked his glass to yours. “So for now, let’s ignore those people who don’t understand and let’s celebrate our hard work?”

A smile cracked through your face, Lukas was right. It wasn’t fair to yourself, letting the words of others get you down and spoiling your day. “Thanks Lukas, I’m glad you’re here to celebrate with me.”

—

YouAbu: could we talk for a bit? You said something awhile ago that didn’t settle well with me

kingkong: yeeesh I treat you to pizza m’kay?

YouAbu: its not that, you said good grades are expected of me and that really irritated me for some reason

kingkong: but you’re smart

YouAbu: Cuz… I’m not just smart. I study really hard and put in a lot of work into my schooling. It really hurt me that all my effort was just swept under the rug. I might be coming off as sensitive but I just wanted you to know how I feel

The text bubbles below kept appearing, as if they were typing and re-typing what they wanted to say. Took a minute for them to respond

kingkong: just… growing up you always got good grades and made it look so easy but now I realize its not easy. You were always reading books or going over school stuff

kingkong: and I gotta admit… I was kinda jealous of you’re A+ and let the green-eyed monster talk for me… I’m sorry

YouAbu: Hey… we’re cool and if you ever got the impression that I was showing off or something, I’m sorry for that

kingkong: I don’t mean anything bad with what I’m about to say but cuz, you were born to stand out ya know? You’re smart, killer work ethic, and have a way with words. You’re not showing off, you’re just dazzling peeps by being you

YouAbu: You are laying it on thick there cuz, you might just get away from treating me to a pizza

kingkong: HAHAHAHA that was the plan! But, when you get another A+, what should I say to you?

YouAbu: nothing, just gimme a pizza

kingkong: that’ll break the bank cuz, maybe for every four A+’s I’ll treat you to a pizza

—

You: Hey Lukas thanks again for cheering me up and offering a different take on the situation

LukaJava: That’s no problem, I’m always here for you. How are you and your cousin if you don’t mind me asking?

You: We talked things through and they understood where I was coming from. We had a good laugh after

LukaJava: (“⌒.⌒”)

LukaJava: Glad to hear it

You: Hey Lukas, I didn’t get to say this cause I was so caught up with my troubles

LukaJava: ( ・◇・)？

You: I’m proud of you for getting that A+. We both put our blood, sweat, and tears into our final papers and got our hard earned grades. I know you have a complicated relationship with your family and you don’t open up to a lot of people but I’ll always be here when you need someone to share your achievements with okay?

LukaJava: ೕ(˃̵ᴗ˂̵ ๑)

LukaJava: That’s music to my ears. I don’t open up to a lot of people, that’s correct, but I consider you to be one of my closest friends. Your support, friendship, and understanding is worth more than gold to me.

LukaJava: Its getting late though, if my memory serves me well, you have a class tomorrow morning. Best we call it a day. Good night and sweet dreams

LukaJava: |[(*´ｪ`)]|zZＺ

You: Okay Lukas! See you tomorrow, good night and sweet dreams

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qvestchen · 5 years

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Lockscreen // Yuwin NCT : Chapter Three

Summary: There’s a thin line between reality and playacting, and Dong Sicheng tripped hard over it when he fell head over heels in love with Nakamoto Yuta.

Author: qvestchen

Status: Ongoing

Chapters: Home, Previous, Next.

Lockscreen // Yuwin NCT

Chapter 3: Was it my aegyo?

Winwin stole a glance at his roommates. Their room was eerily quiet. He had been trying to ignore the silence, playing his game trying to upgrade his league in SM Superstar but he had been failing miserably.

Truth was he had had a wonderful day. Everything was now ready for WayV’s debut. The group had moderated everything to the minutest of details and he was buzzing with the anticipation and excitement he felt for the music’s release. So much so that the fight in the morning had totally slipped from his mind but it hung over him now, like a heavy, wet blanket. In the forty minutes he had spent in this room, he was overcome by something akin to uneasiness even though he very well knew that all he could be blamed for was being short of patience.

Taeil was working out in his corner, doing a plank but with questionable posture, trying to appear as inconspicuous as possible in his wait for one of his roommates to say something. Right now even a Dad joke from him was preferable for Winwin than this uncomfortable silence.

Yuta had earphones in and was lying on his bed with eyes closed. He had been that way ever since Winwin had caught him staring at him, chewing his lip in deep thought. He had quickly averted his gaze and then proceeded to sleep but with the way he was fidgeting, Winwin knew he was awake.

He sighed. He really didn’t know what to do. Usually they just slipped back into normalcy after their arguments but today felt colder and maybe there was a time when Winwin would have appreciated the quiet but it felt suffocating today.

He got up and cleared his throat.

“So, uh…”

Taeil fell mid-plank.

Yuta’s eyes opened so quick that it was impossible he had been listening to music.

Winwin coughed. “About…you know…”

Yuta sat up slowly. “Winwin-ah.”

He looked at him quickly, searching his face earnestly to understand what he was thinking but Yuta seemed to be doing the exact same and it was in surprising moments like these that Winwin caught a glimpse of a vulnerability in Yuta’s eyes.

Yuta nodded to himself as if understanding something slowly. A small smile spread over his face. “We aren’t waiting for you to apologize. We thought you might be upset so we didn’t know what to do but wait until we could apologize.”

Winwin turned red. He realized that maybe him getting rooted to his bed silently playing his game had been as uncomfortable to them as their attempts to give him space had been.

“So, you don’t need to apologize. If anything, we—”

Winwin rubbed the back of his head. “I wasn’t going to apologize. I had forgotten about the morning totally. You guys…pfft.”

Taeil giggled knowingly. “Yeah, right. Yuta, you shouldn’t have stopped him. He was finally going to start the conversation on his own.” He jumped onto Winwin’s bed. “Go on. Say whatever you were trying to say. Hyung will forgive you.”

Winwin rolled his eyes and pushed him playfully. “If you’re apologizing then fine I forgive you.”

Taeil threw him a finger-heart. “Was it my aegyo?”

“No, it was your fourth fail at planking.”

“So, you were looking at me. Winwinnie, have you seen my muscles?”

“I have spared myself the horror.”

They were all laughing now and when Winwin caught Yuta’s eye, he felt his heart skip a beat because—and he realized it only then—it had been a while since he had seen Yuta smile like that.

“Let’s order some chicken,” Winwin said. “Give me your phone.”

“Why my phone?” Yuta said, handing him his phone.

“I’m saving the charge for my games, of course.” Well, that wasn’t totally false but okay, maybe he had an ulterior motive as he took Yuta’s phone. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Yuta’s lockscreen was still a picture of him. It was the one Yuta had taken when they had gone to LA for promotions. Just Winwin smiling at the beach, the sun in his eyes, a fading rainbow behind him.

He didn’t let the relief show on his face as he dialled the restaurant’s number but he was happy that Yuta hadn’t changed it.

By the time, the chicken was delivered the other members were in their room too, as if the tension easing had spread across the dorm. Soon they were all laughing and cheering as Winwin told them about his day, his excitement infectious.

In midst of the small gathering, he caught sight of Taeyong sending a comforting glance at Yuta. He would have mulled over it further but Taeil and Mark were on either of his sides, one telling him a joke and the other stealing a drumstick from him. They ended up playing an intense series of Uno and someone opened a box of beer. It was probably Johnny who asked, “Since everything is okay now, when can we expect you two to go out on a date?”

Winwin gasped so fast that the beer nearly went up his nose. “What!?” He looked at Yuta who was staring at him so intensely that if looks could burn, Winwin would be crisp. He slapped Johnny’s arm. “You seriously…We aren’t like that. That—that’s preposterous. I mean, Yuta and I? Haha, Johnny hyung. That’s like Minnie Mouse marrying Doraemon. Ahahaha.”

Johnny grinned. “I didn’t even say who I was talking about. For all you know, I could be talking about Taeyong and Jaehyun.”

Winwin narrowed his eyes at him. “Yeah, right.”

When he was washing dishes with Jaehyun at night, his friend whispered to him. “So, did you tell him yet?”

Winwin paused, staring at the plate in his hand. “Can you tell him?”

“If me telling him about that would work, I might as well tell him that you have the biggest crush on him.”

Winwin glared at him. “I will kill you.”

“Fine, fine. Whatever. Just tell him. Preferably both of the things.”

“What are you scared of?”

“You know he’s going to be really upset.”

“Isn’t he always very understanding?”

Winwin stacked the plates. “Even if he doesn’t say anything, I know when he is upset, okay?” He looked at his friend. “I know what you mean though. I have to tell him some time. I’d just prefer later.”

“Did you talk to Ten about this fantastic plan of yours?”

“Yes, I did.”

Jaehyun asked, “And what did he say?”

“That I am an idiot.”

“Glad Ten and I agree.”

The next day, Winwin was leaving early when he tip-toed to where Yuta’s phone was charging. It was just a harmless habit of his. To check his lockscreen now and then.

He frowned.

The lockscreen had changed. It was Winwin still but post-show, Limitless-era Winwin looking petulantly at the camera. Winwin remembered when Yuta had clicked this picture. He was looking ghastly. It had been after a show when Winwin had smudged his make-up angrily, irritated by his outfit and the monstrous belt and the botched up dance move.

He shoved the phone back, looking at Yuta’s sleeping form.

When he returned that evening, he made a point to discreetly show his lockscreen to Yuta. It was a picture of Yuta covered in mud from when the time he had fallen face first into a rainy muddle during a rare walk together.

Yuta laughed when he saw it. “You still have this? Isn’t this pre-debut? Wow, I look ugly. Taeyongie, look at this.”

Winwin huffed

for our lockscreen readers:

we are so sorry it took ages to update this but we were so busy with our studies and work :(

aren't yuwin super complex? but also, super adorable like they have these little things and as the chapters progress, you will understand what the bigger picture looks like. can't wait for you all to read more!! with time you all will understand the whole lockscreen thingy also hehe, kind of excited for that too

please let us know what you thought of this chapter and what you think could happen next.

thank you so much for reading and supporting lockscreen!

love, positive vibes and successful planks~~

#nct #yuta #winwin #yuwin #taeil #doyoung #kun #nct fanfic #nct imagines #taeyong #jaehyun #nct ten #nct johnny #wayv

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hamilton-one-shots · 6 years

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For the prompt thingy, it's from the color coded list. I think it's a dark blue. It's the angst one. Lams. 1, 12, 18, 24. ( Forgive my stupidity. I can't function. )

(1: “Give me a chance.” 12: “I hate you.” 18: “I wish I’d never met you.” 24: “You need to leave.”)

John tutted as his books were once again knocked out of his hands by the stupid football team, kneeling down to pick them up. As he did, he found a pair of tanned hands helping him.

“Are you okay?..”

John glanced up and blushed at the face that he was met with, fearing that if he actually met his eyes, he’d disintegrate on sight. “I’m.. I’m fine…” He cleared his throat and stood up, taking his books back from the kind and handsome stranger. “Those stupid jocks always mess with me..”

“That sucks.. I’m Alexander.”

“I’m John.. Are you.. Are you new here?..”

“Yeah, I just moved here, actually.”

“Cool..”

Alexander smiled. “I like your eyes.. I hope I’m not too forward, but do you want to go out sometime? If not that’s fine, I’m just hoping you could give me a chance..”

“Um.. Yeah.. That’d.. That’d be nice..” He smiled shyly.

“Cool.” He grabbed his hand and wrote his number. “Text me.”

“I will.”

Alexander smiled and walked away, leaving a very homosexual John swooning.

That afternoon, he stayed by his phone for a few minutes, not wanting to seem too desperate, but not wanting to seem like he forgot Alexander. When he finally worked up the nerve to text him, he decided on just sending something simple. [Hey, it’s John :)]

Luckily, Alexander responded fairly quickly. [Hey! I’m glad you texted me :)]

He smiled and sat in his bed, texting away. [Yeah, of course!]

[So, when are you free to go out?]

[What about this Friday? I’m free after school that night]

[How does 6 sound?]

[Perfect]

[Great! Where should I pick you up?]

John gave him his address and the two of them kept texting for a while, talking about where they’d go on their date (just the mall at the movies) and just about Alexander moving there for school. Apparently, he’d moved there with his mom and was an only child. John, in turn, told him about his four siblings, asking to keep away from the topic of his own parents, and the conversation didn’t end until the middle of he night.

[Crap, it’s already 2 in the morning, we should get to sleep before we go through school dead :P] Alexander eventually pointed out.

John tutted. Stupid time going by too fast. [Alright, I’ll see you in the morning!] He sighed and went to sleep, waiting for morning to come.

When it did, he got up and got ready for school, running into Alexander in the hallway, just like before.

“Hey, John!”

He smiled. “Hey, Alex..” He looked past him and tutted as he saw the jocks pass, ready to lean down and pick up his books…. But he didn’t have to. They shot Alexander a quick glare before continuing to walk off. “… What was that?..”

“I don’t know.. They came up and talked to me and I guess I pissed them off or something.” He shrugged and turned back to John. “Whatever, it doesn’t really matter what they think of me. Right now, I’m only concerned with your opinion.” He grinned and stepped forward, putting his arm against the wall so he was leaning towards John.

John blushed darkly and felt his knees begin to shake. “T-Trust me.. My opinion is more than positive..”

“Good.” He leaned up and kissed his cheek, then walked to class.

John let his knees give out and leaned down against the wall. God, he had it bad…

That Friday, Alexander came to John’s house and waited for him to come outside, like they’d agreed. When he came out, they went to the mall and watched their agreed upon movie, Halloween, where John remained surprisingly calm, especially for someone who couldn’t stand near his crush without melting into a puddle of gay.

“That didn’t scare you?” Alexander asked as they came out of the theater.

John shook his head and shrugged. “No, actually. It wasn’t too bad. My friend Hercules always makes us binge watch the year’s scary movies around Halloween and picks out a few all stars, so I’m immune.”

“Wow.. You, John Laurens, are crazy.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“We’ll see,” Alexander responded with a wink.

That was the first of very many dates, at least one or two every week for a couple of months and a few kisses shared here and there in school before Alexandr decided to try and move things forward.

[Do I get birthday pics? ;)]

John giggled at that. [It’s my birthday, so do I?]

[I’ll send mine if you send yours]

[Deal, I guess, but I’ve never really done this before…] Alexander was his first boyfriend, after all.

[Don’t worry, I’ll start us off ;)] Alexander responded, following it up quickly with a dick pic, making John blush darkly. [I guess you’ve never seen one before?]

[No, actually.. Is that weird?] As a forever alone trans boy, it was honestly the first time he saw a penis.

[No, I think it’s sweet]

John smiled and made sure his door was locked before shifting around and taking what he thought was a decent nude picture before sending it to Alexander.

[WOOOOOAAAAAHHHHH You are gorgeous, not that that’s anything new]

He blushed and chuckled, keeping himself warm with his blanket. [Say what you want, I can’t wait until I can get top surgery]

[You’re beautiful as you are to me]

[Thanks

[Mind if I see more? ;)]

Well… There was no harm in Alexander seeing.

The two spent the rest of the night trading pictures and Alexander continued complimenting John’s body. It seemed harmless enough at the time.

In the morning, John got up and dressed and ready for school as usual, but was stopped by a message from his old friend Lafayette.

[Don’t come to school.]

[What? Why?]

[Haven’t you heard? About what Lee did?]

[What are you talking about?] John figured they just defaced his locker again, so he went to school anyways, hardly noticing people whispering about him any more than he usually did. The part that was hard to ignore was the picture taped to his locker. All pictures of him, from last night. Every inch of his skin, exposed.

John felt himself getting nauseous and ripped down the pictures, shoving them into the nearest garbage can as the jocks passed him by.

“And you have the nerve to call yourself a guy!” Charles Lee, their leader, howled with laughter. “I can’t believe you thought anybody would actually like you! You think the new kid really cared about you? A few hundred bucks and these treasures are ours.”

Another one of them piped up. “What kind of guy has C cups? You fucking loser!”

“Aw, leave the lady alone guys!”

John ran away as soon as he could get his legs to move again, running full speed away and to one of the art rooms, where he always went to hide and be alone.

Alexander was already there waiting for him. “John, I-”

“Shut up! Nothing that you can say will ever make up for this.”

“I.. I really needed the money.. I didn’t want to hurt-”

“You know what I fucking did when I needed money because my father didn’t want to give his ‘daughter’ money to ‘dress like a fag’? I fucking worked my ass off, making art and doing whatever work I could find, paying for my own testosterone and clothes, all so I wouldn’t kill myself from the anxiety and self hate I felt. So, don’t say a word. You need to fucking leave.”

“John, please-”

“No. I hate you and I wish I’d never met you. Understand?”

Alexander frowned and began leaving, walking out of the room. He couldn’t tell John the truth. He really cared about him, but when those jocks started threatening John, threatening to hurt him until he couldn’t take it, unless Alexander gave them those pictures, what choice was there? Teachers wouldn’t care enough to keep an eye on John and there’s never be a time when he was under a watchful eye, 24/7. He’d prefer for John to be in this position rather than dead any day.

And, a week later, he wished for nothing more than for John to have felt the same.

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #john laurens #charles lee #lafayette #lams

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elsalapizza · 6 years

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Buffy rewatch: Lies My Parents Told Me (7.17)

even when he was a punk, spike still was more bitch than punk. That outfit looks so forced on him

nicky’s such an interesting character. Compare and contrast with buffy, who preferred sacrificing herself than letting dawn die. For her the mission is not 100% first priority but it makes her life so much more difficult

buffy says apocalypses where she doesn’t die are easy, but I feel like s1 apocalypse was easier than most others

I really love giles’s outburst at the state of the library. That man is The Best ™

The trigger and the chip and the soul sounds so much either like a bad joke or like the title of some old tale.

That little bug thingy they want to put in spike’s head has launched so many nightmare I’m telling you. This is awful

i understand so little about English poetry, but I know there is no way this can sound good to anyone else. William’s mom is just full of shit

this definitely is the most incest-y episode btvs has ever done. Is it more incest-y than ats s4, though??? Who knows???

This episode could have been called “momma’s boys”

anya just is the best. I’ve never heard “forgiveness makes us human” sounding so good

isn’t fred calling willow spoilering the end of the latest angel episode a bit?? I love how Andrew dares calling anyone effeminate though

dru is, as always the best, telling a mother “I’m the one who gave birth to your son” this is just so Extra

are you sure buffy doesn’t need to worry about a soulless angel??? Really, willow?? I get it’s all because they’re not on the same channel, yaddy yadda, but still!

please, giles, don’t conspire against buffy’s wishes!! “and this has nothing to do with personal vengeance?” a good question to ask, the answer is a bit obvious but whatever let’s go with wood’s lame answer

I wish we’d heard the inspiring speech buffy gave the telephone repairman

Spike is so mean, talking about wood “letting his hair down”. I told you he was a bitch

if wood wasn’t about to try and kill spike, you’d think he was coming on to him. spike is definitely half scared half aroused

even soulless, spike has always been so sweet, wanting to stay with his mom?? Like, angelus actually ate his family. I don’t know how it works. Is the demon that take over your body when you get sired dependent on your own personality, or is it random?

I don’t believe buffy when she says she would let dawn die nowadays. Like, really??

i like that even as an evil vampire, spike still objected to incest. Can you believe that guy was known for being the worst, when he’s all along been the best

the reason spike is not as plagued by guilt and need for redemption as angel is simply cause he was generally less bad as a vamp. most of the hype around him was just that if you want my opinion.

Richard the random vamp is quite a fun guy, wish buffy had kept him as a pet

I love how this episode was basically buffy refusing men to make decisions in her stead. I love giles with all my heart, but he did kinda deserve that harsh ending. he’s a loving father so I know they’ll get over it

#btvs #hellatus slayer #buffy rewatch #the vampire slayer #this is miiiine

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goddessgirl · 7 years

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1-70 for the question thingy 😂

Thank you love, I tried to only write a little, but I get carried away so easily 😂💖

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?I do 💖

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? Out loud? My mum

03: Do you regret anything? I regret lots of things

04: Are you insecure? That depends what day it is ngl 😂

05: What is your relationship status? I’m single

06: How do you want to die? I’m not actually that bothered 😂

07: What did you last eat? Chocolate 🍫

08: Played any sports? Yeah, I used to play football but I can’t now cause boobs 😂

09: Do you bite your nails? No, that’s something I’ve never actually done.

10: When was your last physical fight? High school. A girl threatened to push my brother in front of a car, just because they didn’t get on, so I right hooked her 😂

11: Do you like someone? No, not at the moment

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? Yes, worst 48 hours ever! I was a horrible, cranky cow the majority of those 48 hours.

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? No, not anymore

14: Do you miss someone? My grandma

15: Have any pets? Yes a dog, Scamp 😍

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? I’m hungry and sick of sounding like a dying seal 😂

17: Ever made out in the bathroom? Yes

18: Are you scared of spiders? Scared is an understatement. The 8 legged freaks have some sort of radar for me though!

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? No, I’m glad the things I’ve gone through have happened, because without them I wouldn’t be the person I am today

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? My bedroom 😉

21: What are your plans for this weekend? I’ll be partying for new year and my Auntie Paula’s birthday. I can’t wait! I’ll also go and visit my dad and do some shopping too with my grandad, mum and cousins

22: Do you want to have kids? How many? Hell yes! I’m not bothered, as long as it’s more than 1

23: Do you have piercings? How many? Just my ears

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? Science, Health and Social, ICT, English and History

25: Do you miss anyone from your past? No

26: What are you craving right now? Gingerbread and fajitas

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? No

28: Have you ever been cheated on? No

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? No, but my ex used to fake cry until I called him out on it 😂

30: What’s irritating you right now? Nothing right now actually! Its a fucking Christmas miracle!!! 😂😂

31: Does somebody love you? No

32: What is your favourite color?Red, Pink and Blue - I couldn’t pick 1😂

33: Do you have trust issues? Kinda

34: Who/what was your last dream about? I dreamt my grandma was still alive and she ran at me, and hugged me so tight and told me she loved me. I was so sad when I woke up because it felt so real (all my dreams do actually)

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? My family when I was drunk

36: Do you give out second chances too easily? Depends who it is, but mainly yes

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? Forgive

38: Is this year the best year of your life? No

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? In Primary school

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? As a child, yes

51: Favourite food? All foods I shouldn’t be eating 😂

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Yes

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? Looked after my drunk mum and brother

54: Is cheating ever okay? No, its disgusting in my opinion.

55: Are you mean? Sometimes cause I’m blunt and I can be a little critical! I also don’t think before I speak

56: How many people have you fist fought? A few 😂

57: Do you believe in true love? Yes

58: Favourite Weather? Rain

59: Do you like the snow? I get frostbite and chilblains, but I still like it.

60: Do you wanna get married? I do

61Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? I think so 😍

62: What makes you happy? A lot of things, I’m easily pleased

63: Would you change your name? Not my first name, no

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? No cause it was my grandad!

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? I’d go out with all my guy mates 😂 I prefer it that way!

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? I do

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? My brother

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? My mum

69: Do you believe in soulmates? I do

70: Is there anyone you would die for? A hell of a lot of people

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12luckyone · 7 years

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I was tagged by @ilovepinkandkadi to answer these 11 questions. Thank you

1. How are you today?

Tired because I worked 10hrs today. It’s actually not that bad but I work in a completely different city so the drive in the slippery snowy weather was bad. Either than that I feel good. I’m also kind of sad but lol it’s weird that I feel good too. I don’t think I can describe myself as okay right now. So I am good. This tag made me happy that you thought of me.

2. When was the last time you laughed till your tummy hurt?

I don’t know, lol. Hmm well exo always makes me laugh. On Friday I went to watch Thor Ragnarok and I laughed. It was a pretty good movie.

3. What’s the thing you wish you can stop doing but can’t ?

Overthinking too much. I guess that means caring too much? Sometimes I complain too much. I wish I didn’t but it’s because I care but I know it’s also super annoying to complain.

4. Do you have a fav star ?

Um right now exo and Kyungsoo.

5. Do you believe in God ?

idk anymore. I used to a lot. I guess yeah. But Idk. I’m more yes.

6. What was your first pet?

I never had a pet. Usually my family has a family pet.

7. Corn dog / hot dog?

I don’t think I ever ate corn dog before? Is it like a pogo stick brand thingy? If so I have never ate that before in my life. So it has to be hot dog. And um I don’t like hot dogs. So truthfully not any of these lol.

8. If you can go to one day in future or past, which one ? Why?

Hmmm. I’m tired right now lol. So I will say future just for the heck of it. And well a happy future day please.

9. Do you celebrate Xmas ?

Yes because my family is Christian. We also celebrate it like the commercial way? How do I say it? Like we exchange gifts and have christmas trees etc.

10. Fav era of your bias ?

Oh man idk. But I really like exordium ex’act. idk if these are eras? lol sorry.

11. Wanna go into space ?

Of course. but also I would be scared to fly so fast in a space ship lol. That sounds scary. I’ll need lots of training lol.

My questions( They will be boring but whatever hahaha )

1. Have you ever seen something that makes you believe miracles exist?

I feel so bad because I’m tired and if I don’t answer these now I will forget to. I do believe in miracles. I believe good things are miracles. Just having family and friends is a miracle and blessing. Idk. I’m not making sense.

2. Do you prefer staying at home with your cozy blanket or going to a party with friends?

It depends. But I’m more of a stay at home. If I get too emo I will go out and do things to get my mind off of things.

3. Tell me the colors you dont like.

lol. Brown. Sometimes yellow. orange is pretty ugly. pink is sometimes pretty but it can be annoying too.

4. Do you believe in horoscopes? What’s your zodiac sign and do the qualities of your sign match with your personality?

I don’t believe in it, lol. I’m a cancer. I guess it does. Cancers are always known as emo, I’m pretty emotional.

5. ( Inspired by the question above) Imagine you invented a time machine.. Which year or era would you go?

Hmmm. the era where there were dinosaurs.

6. What is your biggest fear?

Getting really old. Like in 70 +

7. Sometimes, do you feel like you are not belong to the place you live in currently?

I think Canada is a great country. I haven’t travel enough but I can say I am very lucky I was born and raised here. My parents tells me a lot how lucky I am. And I believe them. They’ve been through a lot so they know.

8. People or animals?Why?

Sadly humans, lol. I don’t need to explain. I’m just not really an animal pet person. Humans are meh but yeah. But I’m also a big loner. I love flowers :P.

9. What’s your fave season?

I kind of like all of them. but I have to say summer.

10. Listening, reading, speaking or writing? Which one? Why? ( Forgive me i’m a teacher dhfsdfdgfg )

Definitely not speaking. I’m not good at writing but I like that more than listening. Reading is good too. I’m more writing and reading. Writing and reading is like truth and imagination. idk how to explain.

11. Curly hair, wavy hair or straight hair? Why?

It depends. but more straight hair. I am used to that. This is weird or maybe it’s not? Asians tend to have straight hair and that’s what I am used to so I like that a lot.

I tag anyone who sees this. Also @ilovepinkandkadi you should answer your questions.

#tag thingy #I did not see the extra questions lol #so this took me 1hr!

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paracosmdreaming · 7 years

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Rules: Answer these 85 82 statements and tag 20 people

I was tagged by @haoushoku (I finally got around to doing one!!! Sorry grandmother, please forgive me.)

Tagging: @laolabear , @unproductivepeanut , @sakuratunes , @sharksheye , @simling , @moonlissfox , @cascadestars , @pfudorqueen

No pressure to do it if you don’t want to. Just something I haven’t done in a long time ^ u ^

The last:

1. Drink: water (Trynna drink a little healther -- even though I drank that water at 5AM with half a can of pringles . ___ . )

2. Phone call: :OOOO I think my dad???

3. Text message: boyfriend (tHAT’S RIGHT FOLKS, I MANAGED TO GET A DECENT GUY TO LIKE ME :DDDDDDD HAHAHA.)

4. Song you listened to: “Let Me Go” - Hailee Steinfeld & Alesso ft. Florida Georgia Line & watt

5. Time you cried: Sunday!!! lol I was arguing and couldn’t find the words I wanted to say and started crying cuz I’m a baby

Have you ever:

6. Dated someone twice: No.

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: No.

8. Been cheated on: No.

9. Lost someone special: No.

10. Been depressed: Yes.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No.

3 Favorite Colors:

12. Pink

13. White

14. Blue

In the last year, have you:

15. made new friends: Yes.

16. fallen out of love: No.

17. laughed until you cried: Yes.

18. found out someone was talking about you: LOLLLLL Yes but I kinda had it coming.

19. met someone who changed you: Yes.

20. found out who your friends are: Uh...?? Yes? I guess?

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: Yes.

General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them!

23. Do you have any pets: No :((

24. Do you want to change your name: Not really, No. I can do lots of cool things with my name (especially bc of how it’s translated in Chinese lol).

25. What did you do for your last birthday: Went out with my boyfriend to eat ramen and had cake with my family.

26. What time did you wake up: 8AM today :((

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching Community LOL (I slept at 5AM. Not a good idea.)

28. Name something you can’t wait for: SCHOOL TO BE OVER ALREADY. BREAK ARRIVE.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: This morning! She drove me to the bus stop, bless her heart,

30. What are you listening to right now: My professor try to pronounce the names of planets lol. He’s trying very hard. He’s a geology major not an astronomy teacher and this is a geology class teaching astronomy for some reason???

31. Have you ever talked to a person named tom: Yes.

32. Something that is getting on your nerves: When I don’t understand something. It’ll be on my mind the whollllllllleeeeeeee day until I understand it.

33. Most visited website: facebook

34. Hair color: black with golden peek-a-boo highlights.

35. Long or short hair: Long? I think?

36. Do you have a crush on someone: Yes. And I’m lucky enough to be dating him lol

37. What do you like about yourself: I can walk very fast. :DD

38. Piercings: Earlobes.

39. Blood type: Idk but my mom says O? But based on those Punnett Square thingies, I should be B I think.

40. Nickname: Don’t really have one...?

41. Relationship: In a relationship.

42. Zodiac: Chinese: Tiger ; Astrological: Gemini

43. Pronouns: She/Her

44. Favorite TV show: tie b/w Brooklyn Nine-Nine and Leverage (The Good Place is also really good too omg...)

45. Tattoos: No.

46. Right or left handed: Right.

47. Surgery: No,

48. Sport: I walk very fast... :DDD

49. Vacation: I really want to visit Japan!

50. Pair of trainers: No.

More general:

51. Eating: Well I’m GOING to eat the udon noodles I brought today while I wait in the hallways for my next class lollll

52. Drinking: Water.

53. I’m about to: do a lab about planets.

54. Waiting for: the class to be over so I can eat my udon noodles.

55. Want: Money. Desperately. Bc my university apparently made a mistake and my financial aid was rescinded -.-

56. Get married: Maybe.

57. Career: Wanted to be a teacher. Realized I was bad at teaching. Switching to HR Management which I will probably suck at too, but at least I won’t feel bad for sucking at teaching to adults (since I don’t think I’ll have to spell everything out for them??? Hopefully???)

Which do you prefer:

58. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!!

59. Lips or eyes: Eyes. Lol one of my friends has a super pretty eye color and I have to force myself to stop telling her that every time.

60. Shorter or taller: Taller. I’m already 5′1″ so like... Yeah. Taller.

61. Older or younger: Older.

62. Nice arms or nice stomach: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I have a thing for both.

63. Hookup or relationship: Relationship.

64. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant. AF.

Have you ever (Pt 2):

65. Kissed a stranger: No.

66. Drank hard liquor: Uh... Yes but like, only a sip??

67. Lost glasses or contact lenses: Yes. I had a pair of glasses get run over by a car, and another pair got crushed by a pair of skis -.-

68. Turned someone down: Yes.

69. Sex on the first date: No.

70. Had your heart broken: No.

71. Been arrested: No.

72. Cried when someone died: No.

73. Fallen for a friend: Yes.

Do you believe in:

74. yourself: I try to.

75. miracles: Yes (miracle I’ve made it this far in life tbh. TY).

76. love at first sight: No. I do believe in lust at first sight though!

77. santa claus: No.

78. kiss on first date: Yes.

79. angels: Sure.

Other:

80. Eye color: Dark brown.

81. Favorite movie: mmmmm... the Taiwanese movie “Our Times”. Super sweet, I loved it. You can watch it English Subbed on Youtube! !

82. Current best friend’s name: Laura (I bother her all the time to talk about my relationship issues, my change in major, and watering her plant Noodles that I’m trying very hard not to kill.)

I tried to look for the missing statements, but there’s still 3 missing.

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‘Making Some Changes’ Video Analysis

((Video analysis/take aways from @thatsthat24‘s new video, “Making Some Changes”, with his friends Joan, Talyn, Terrence and Valerie. Time has the links to that part in the video.))

- 0:00 The mind palace echo problem is addressed. It was annoying me last Sanders’ Sides video so I’m glad that’ll be changed.

- 0:26 Prince wants it to be known that he was the one who came up with the idea. Arrogance or seeking for praise? “You mean, I came up with.”

- 0:33 Definitely seeking for praise. Prince flaunts that he did the most work in coming up with the mind palace. This is understandable as many times in the past, whenever he was helped or tried to, the others are often praised but not him as much. His insecurities over this are best shown in the ‘Am I Original’ video. “I was just making sure that it was known that I was the side that did the most work and deserve the most credit.”

- 0:37 Morality makes a butt joke. Roman and Thomas, along with literally all Fanders ever, are stunned, but the moment is brushed aside. Patton seems unaware of what he said, which is unlikely as shown later on. “What an ass…et to your personality, am I right?” “I didn’t know you made jokes like that.” “What joke did I make?”

- 0:47-0:57 Thomas talks about change, sounding apprehensive and worried. Patton is concerned, but Roman is least affected by this. He appears to handle change the best out of them – which makes sense, considering he is the more adventurous side. Life without change for him would get boring. “Nothing stays the same.” “They sure don’t and you’re saying it like it’s a bad thing.”

- 1:01 Patton and Roman simultaneously shout “ICE COLD” when Thomas asks what’s cooler than be cool. I don’t know why, but I really like this moment.

- 1:12 Roman is offended by both Thomas changing them back to their old setup and at the lack of decoration in his corner. His hard work gets swept aside because Thomas is unhappy with the new place and that upsets him, however he is noticeably more distressed over the lack of his stars. A fancy royal has to have his décor. “Wait, what gives? Where are my star thingies?!”

- 1:14-1:24 Patton doesn’t fully remember the old setup. He’s confused and seemingly lost. Roman mentions that he has been off all day, and Thomas doesn’t know why this is happening. “I mean it, why does this place look so familiar?” “Why are you so off today?”

- 1:25 Logan pops up, explaining that the more sudden change there is, the more the heart, Morality, gets confused. He’s more in-tune with Patton than the rest of them, but this of course could be down to his, forgive me, logical behaviour. It wouldn’t be unreasonable to assume he knows the reasoning behind the actions of the other sides and Thomas more than anyone – including that particularly side. Another example of this is him explaining Anxiety’s cognitive distortion in ‘My Negative Thinking’.

- 1:34 Patton agrees with what Logic says and compliments him on his intelligence. Logan is visibly pleased with this, but is uncomfortable by the emotional question at the end. Despite being so good at explaining emotions, he doesn’t seem to properly understand them yet. “You are so smart, you could solve anything! Why don’t we talk more?” “Uh oh, feelings.”

- 1:48 & 3:35 Patton confuses the words “avalanche” and “beverage” with “average”.

- 2:13 Logan mentions how ‘everyone’ gets homesick, making Morality worried. This isn’t serious, just another example of how the changes are affecting Patton and his sentimentality, emotions and generally confusion levels. “Everyone gets homesick from time to time.” “Do you, Logan?”

- 2:19 All I can say is that I want to shout ‘IT’S CANON’ from the rooftops. I mean, uh, Patton flirts – no, um, is sappy towards Logan, who shuts him down. Logic is far more welcoming to compliments about his knowledge than emotionally-charged ones. “With you, I’m always home.” “You need to chill out.”

- 2:38 Anxiety appears, immediately disheartening everyone else, aside from Patton. The others are quick to express their displeasure over him being there, but Morality only waves cheerily. He and Anxiety seem to be far more pleasant/welcoming to each other ever since the last video in which Roman and Logan gang up on Pat. Anxiety also explicitly mentions that he’s on Patton’s side, which he didn’t do until the end of the last video. “Wait.” “Awww.” “Disappointment.” “So close.” “Waddup, Anxiety?” “Just here to say that I’m on your side.”

- 2:56 Roman looks visibly anxious. He chews on his fingernails. This is interesting to me because although he could be worried about how Anxiety may be putting Thomas off, the shot was brief and had him not really looking at anyone, more so at nothing, and then his gaze flickers to Anxiety, who is continuing his spiel about how change is throwing them off. How much anxiety does he feel? Is this important and will it be addressed?

- 3:00 Anxiety insists that something is wrong, but doesn’t tell anyone what. This is a classic example of, at least in my experience, anxiety. Logic is frustrated when he can’t get a straight answer out of him, and Thomas even says that he hates it when Anxiety is vague. “Something is off.” “What is?” “Something.”

- 3:08 Morality looks to Anxiety for advice, which makes Logan annoyed. He tries to get Patton’s focus, even drawing attention to the fact that Morality complimented him before. I’m not saying he’s jealous, but… “Ah, Anxiety, what do we do?!” “Uh, no. You were listening to me before. Remember how smart I was?”

- 3:26 Anxiety gets cut off and talked over by Thomas, who is upset with him. Thomas even resorts to almost yelling, questioning Anxiety, until he snaps and admits what’s bothering him.

- 3:33 When talking about friends, Anxiety looks at Logan. Not sure if this was intentional or not, but I thought I’d add it in because he seems sad when talking about being away from them.

- 3:46 Roman calls Anxiety dismal, Logan calls him monochromatic. They are very quick to say these things about Anx. (Patton, however, calls him spicy. I love love.) “We all know that I’m a bit-“ “Dismal.” “Monochromatic.” “Spicy!”

- 3:49 Anxiety admits that Thomas’s friends provide him with an anchor. He also mentions how constancy keeps him grounded. “And your really good friends… they help me out. They provide constancy.”

- 4:19 Anxiety is concerned with how friends see Thomas. Classic Anxiety. His worry is evident in the way he says it.

- 4:27 Patton listens to Anxiety and is also worried, not wanting to upset friends. Therefore, Anxiety clearly has an effect on Morality.

- 4:42 “You guys can shapeshift.” PARDON MOI?!

- 4:52 Even though Morality is ecstatic with the idea of becoming one of Thomas’s friends, Anxiety thinks this is a ridiculous idea and it can be seen in his facial expression.

- 5:25 LOGAN MAKES A JOKE. Despite telling Patton off mere seconds before about making name-based puns, he compliments Prince as Valerie. NOBODY MENTIONS THIS. “A valorous choice.”

- 5:39 Anxiety incorrectly refers to Roman as “her” when he’s in Valerie form. Roman and Logan quickly correct him, and Anxiety realises his mistake. Good content, 10/10.

- 5:57 Morality gets excited over Danny DeVito again. I’m proud of him, I hope he enjoys that person I don’t know. “Like Danny DeVito!”

- 6:01 Anxiety is the last to change. He definitely does not want to do it all. He even goes so far to say that he’s comfortable the way he is. He really must not want to do this, but Thomas goes ahead and changes him to look like Talyn anyway.

- 6:11-6:22 Logan calls Anxiety “undeniably adorable” and Prince says “I’m trying hard not to like you right now”. Anxiety hisses, which only sets Patton off, comparing him to a kitten. It’s really sweet and all until you remember that Anxiety is probably taking these to mean that the others prefer him not as himself, but as someone else.

- 6:45 Anxiety tells the others that he’s “not okay with this.” No one listens.

- 7:15-7:41 Logan and Patton have a back and forth. Morality makes jokes, Logic insists that he stops. It’s frickin’ adorable.

- 7:46 Another… butt joke… from Morality… “Hehe, butt.”

- 8:34 & 8:50 & 9:10-9:52 Anxiety tries to point out that nothing beats the real thing yet again. Logan, Thomas and Roman don’t listen to him. Even Patton doesn’t seem to take what he has to say into consideration

- 9:55 Morality seeks Logan’s approval for knowing Spanish. Logic doesn’t give it to him, but the moment is still flippin’ sweet, man. “Did I make you proud, Logan? You proud of me?”

- 10:34 Thomas repeats what Anxiety was trying to say as if he thought of it on his own idea. “Nothing beats the real thing.” “I just said that.”

- 10:40 Thomas actually takes Anxiety’s side – indirectly. He sympathises with him, agreeing that the constant change (his sides switching friends or otherwise) isn’t what he needs. Anxiety seems shocked that he’s being listened to, especially after being ignored for a majority of the video. “I’m getting real sick of this.” “I know you are, Anxiety.”

- 11:07 Logic gets told that he used a word wrong and instead of taking it to heart, he quickly moves on. Character development hit me up.

- 12:08 Anxiety asks Thomas to change him back. Why doesn’t he do it himself? You see that he can near the end, but throughout the video he doesn’t. Did someone help him? “Can you use a little bit of that control to change me back now?”

- 12:39 Morality says that even they don’t know Anxiety’s name. The other sides never pressed for anyone else’s but Anxiety’s, now that I think about it. They probably knew each other’s names long before Thomas did. This just makes me annoyingly curious. “And even we don’t know your name so we’re kind of curious.”

- 12:49 Anxiety changes into Talyn. Once again, he doesn’t seem to have the ability to do so through the whole of the video. At first I thought Morality changed him, as he doesn’t seem at all surprised to see Anxiety switch to Talyn, but then Anxiety says that Patton was the only one who didn’t change him. He might’ve meant against his will. Another reason could be that the others have more power than he does, and because they changed him, he cannot switch back unless they allow him to or if he willingly changed into that person by himself.

- 13:22 Patton just wants a hug. Let him hug Thomas. I don’t care about certain… difficulties. Just. Let him hug someone.

- 13:50-13:57 ANXIETY LOOKS AT ROMAN’S BUTT. IT’S CANON. Also Roman taking it as a compliment makes me happy. “It totally makes your butt look big.” “I know, thanks for noticing.”

Sorry for any mistakes/anything important I left out, I’m rather tired and did not edit a whole lot, whoops.

Last analysis: “Growing Up”

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