#why did i open tumblr and get 15 notifications?

[sweet-tragedys-stuff]

Finished :P (I didn't add anything to it anymore)

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

okay hi, this is kinda a sensitive topic so feel free to deny, jst lmk cuz tumblr eats asks sometimes

I wanna request a self aware!bsd x gn teen!reader. Reader is like 15-16, and has a very bad home life (father is physically & s*xually abusive as well as an addict and mom doesnt care) and uses bsd as an escape and stuff. They see Chuuya and Kouyou as parental figures (not a ship). And reader is like really lifeless/numb but also extremely scared and paranoid

It is not your fault

Self-Aware! Platonic! Chuuya Nakahara x GN! Abused! Reader x Self-Aware! Platonic! Kouyou Ozaki

Description: There are monsters in your house. You want to be saved. From reality no one want help you. Maybe, you can help world in different world.

TW: Non-descriptive SA (psychological (photos, comments, forced looking at nudity) and physical (forced touching)). Mentions, without clarification or NSFW language. Mentions of drugs. Reader think that it's their fault [IT'S NOT AND IT WILL NEVER BE]. The bastard gets what he deserves. Soft protective platonic yandere. English is my second language.

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The school break will end soon, and you have to go to class.

You were reading BSD manga on your phone. When you got the message.

You heard the notification sound. You take a look at the screen.

[1 photo send from Father]

You feel sick. You knew what he sent you. You don't want to look at it.

Another notification.

[Look at it]

[That's what I put into your mother, so she can have you]

[Isn't he looked good?]

[DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME!]

You hurry to the school bathroom. You can't let anyone accidentally see, what your father sent you.

You can't ignore him. Or it would be worse.

When you got into the school bathroom, you make sure, that no one see you. You opened the chat with your father and immediately closed your eyes.

It takes you a few moments to close the app without looking at the screen.

There were tears in your eyes.

But when you go back to class, you were emotionless.

From outside, you looked numb and emotionless. But inside you were scared.

Really scared.

But you were hiding your fear.

Because no one cares. Even your own mother.

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"Mom... Dad was sending me photos... Of his... Of his..."

"[Y/N], stop mumbling. Just ignore him."

"Mom... Dad was making comments... About my... hips. He is making me uncomfortable..."

"[Y/N], I told you before. Ignore him."

"Mom, why Dad is walking around home naked? He is..."

"[Y/N], stop whining. Ignore your father..."

"Mom... He touched me... He forced me to touch him... He held my hand and didn't let me go..."

"Mom... He hit me because I called him gross... My hands feel gross and dirty... Mom, please help me!"

"Mom... Why are you ignoring me?"

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You hoped, that today he won't touch you.

You won and loose at the same time.

He didn't 'touch' you, but he beat you.

For not looking at his messages the same moment you got them.

Then he was too high on God knows what to touch you or force you to touch him.

You hide in your room.

You use the chair to hold the door down.

Your father is 'satisfied' with touching.

One day he will want more.

You prayed, that this day won't come for the next year. Until you are eighteen and can finally leave this house for good.

Your hands already will be dirty for the rest of your life.

You don't want to be dirty for the rest of your life.

From books, you have read, you learned, that's not your fault.

If only you could believe in these words yourself.

Were you really innocent? Or you did something, that made your father... interested in you?

You curled under the blanket and open your phone. You want to escape. You need to escape.

You opened BSD Mayoi App. You need to look at Chuuya and Kouyou cards.

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In BSD world

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Chuuya and Kouyou were ruthless. You need them. You were stuck in one house with the monster. Two monsters, because your mother didn't do anything to help you.

Chuuya growled at Ango.

"When the damn thing will be ready?! [Y/N] need us!"

Kouyou's gaze were cold. Golden Demon was hovering above here.

Ango took a step back.

"It still needs two hours to charge. I wish, it can be faster, but we can't do anything for it."

Chuuya turned around and left the room. Soon, everyone heard the sound of the road near the building been destroyed. Chuuya tried to calm down this way, otherwise he would attack someone.

He remembered your words.

"He beat me again. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I don't want to be touched by him... If you were real, would you care enough to help me?"

"I would, [Y/N]. I care enough. I will show him. He will pay."

Kouyou did a better job in holding herself together. But inside she was livid.

"I wish you were there, Kouyou. With you near me, he won't go near me. He won't touch me."

"He won't. Please, [Y/N], wait. It will be over soon."

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*BANG*

"How dare you to hold your door with the chair?! Ungrateful brat! STRIP!"

"No! Let me go! I don't want to! It's wrong!"

"Don't go near me! Stay away! Someone, please help me! Mom, please help me!"

"Come on! Open, damn portal! Open!"

And the white light fills the room, right after your father grabbed you by the shirt.

It takes one kick from Chuuya, to make your father fall down on the floor. He can't move, thanks to Chuuya's ability.

Your mother came to your room, trying to see, what was the noise. She saw you, your father been pinned down. And all BSD characters. Before she can shout, Golden Demon's katana was aimed at her throat.

Kouyou was standing before you, hiding you from your father and mother.

You can't believe your eyes. Was it real? Are BSD characters really standing in your room? Are they really protecting you?

You heard Kouyou's voice. She sounds soft.

"[Y/N], dear, sorry for almost letting this vermin do what he was planning to do. But we are here now, we are here to take you out of here. Do you trust us? Will you come with us?"

You nodded. You were certain, that they won't hurt you. It was time. You can finally be free.

"Yes..."

Chuuya looked at you and smiled.

"[Y/N], is it okay if Kouyou and I join you and others later? We need to deal with this man and woman."

You simply nodded and follow after the rest of the Cast. You were leaving the house. You stayed near Kyouka.

When you were gone, Chuuya and Kouyou start their revenge on your 'parents'.

________

You were free.

There is still work to do. You will need professional help.

But now you have people, who love you and respect you.

You have two parental figures in your life. Chuuya and Kouyou respect your privacy. They want you to feel safe.

They will protect you.

Monsters that you lived with, are dead. Your father died with his stomach ripped open and been as thin as a paper sheet. Your mother was torn apart.

Nothing can hurt you anymore. You will be better. You will feel safe.

They are with you.

The most important thing they told you, was this.

You are innocent. And it was never your fault. You are not dirty or disgusting.

It was never your fault.

[niefics]

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS — LHS X FEM!READER

Warnings : Suggestive, Sexual intercourse (making love basically), size kink (?), really vanilla tbh, unprotected sex (be safe lmao.), kissing, cursing

Synopsis : You & your close friend since you were young end up becoming more than just friends

A/n : this is my first ff on tumblr so sorry if it’s bad

I was getting ready to go hang out with heeseung, it’s been a while since we have since I’ve been busy with life and recently got out of a committed relationship. I decided to come visit heeseung at his parents place just to catch up on life and maybe end up accidentally sharing my love life with him like I always end up doing sadly. I walked grabbed my shoes from the rack, while simultaneously grabbing my house / car keys and turning the lights off in my room and shutting the door shortly after.

I walked into the living room and waved bye to my mom putting my shoes on at the door and soon after heading out into the night. I got in my car, and I got a notification. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and read the contact name answering it. “Hello?” I spoke. “Are you almost here yet? I’m getting tired, of waiting for your slow ass.” Heeseung spoke, I could tell he was smiling. I rolled my eyes, a smile growing on my face. “Yes, I’m just about to leave my house, clean your dirty ass room for me before I visit okay?” I spoke letting out a small giggle. “Yeah I will, hurry up tho, I haven’t ate yet.” He spoke. “Mhm.” I spoke before we said our goodbyes and I headed over.

After 15 minutes I arrived, turning my car off and heading to his door. His family knew me and was fine with me coming any time, I was like a daughter to them so they didn’t really care & end up asking when I’d come over if heeseung doesn’t bring me over. I walked over to his front door and texted him, “I’m here I don’t want to possibly disturb your parents hee.” I spoke, and shortly after hearing the hinges on the door twist, causing me to look up and see the grinning heeseung. “Hi, Y/N.” He spoke, hair a bit messy, and a loose tank top with grey sweats. “My moms sleep so please don’t be such a loud ass.” He spoke in a low tone. “I won’t, it’s cold as hell hee, pls let me in.” I spoke, wind blowing in my face. He moved to the side allowing me to walk in, taking off my shoes, shortly following him up the quiet stairs up to his room. He opened the door letting me in first and dropped my stuff off on the ground and walking to his bed and climbing in it.

“To be honest, I only agreed to come over because I wanted to lie in your bed.” I spoke laying down in a starfish position in the middle of his bed. “Really? Isn’t that why you would go and sleep over at jakes?” He spoke. I lifted my head up resting on my elbows. “Me and jake aren’t a thing anymore, why would I come over his place and lay in his bed?” I asked lifting a brow. “Oh yeah I forgot, you know you’re wearing his hoodie right now.” Heeseung spoke. “I know, it’s only because it’s comfortable as fuck, it doesn’t even smell like him anyways.” I spoke.

I was playing a game on his game and he was watching me, I started to get hot from the heat and took off the hood revealing my cleavage causing Heeseung to feel some type of way. “Why is she doing this to me.” Heeseung thought to himself whilst trying to keep himself sane. He thought other perverted things when I remembered him being hungry. “Hee, you told me you were hungry earlier, did you end up eating without me ?” I asked, he shook no immediately getting out his thoughts. “No I was waiting on you, would you like to order anything or something?” He asked me, I thought about it for a moment. “Pizza ?” I spoke he agreed pulling out his phone and ordering it.

“So, what have you been up to since the last time I saw you?” I asked heeseung, he paused after looking at his phone and thought about it for a moment. “Hmm, I’ve been busy with basketball pretty much, i haven’t really did much.” He spoke. I laughed a little. “That’s so boring, so you’re not gonna share that everyone thinks you’re a man whore on campus ?” I spoke lifting a brow. He looked up at me and lifting a brow. “Man whore..?”

“Yes man whore, you’ve slept with so many women & and ghosted all of them afterwards after giving them high hopes.” I spoke, he shook his head repeatedly. “It was only like 3 girls during summer break, it’s the middle of November.” He spoke, I nodded agreeing. “True, so sad I didn’t get to hook up or party this summer, I was in love with with a lier.” I spoke, I felt soon felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and grabbed it. I read the message it was a attachment from a friend. It was a picture of my ex making out with a girl at a party from when I got stood up on a date during the summer. “Great, he’s not just a lier, he’s a fucking cheater.” I spoke, heeseungs smile dropped once he noticed what happened. “What do you mean, what happened Y/N??” He asked getting closer to me to see visible irritation and a bit of sadness. He pulled me close and hugged me tightly, hoping that would help my sadness go away.

His calming scent made me feel better in a way, just being in his presence in general to be honest. I just wish I could find someone like him in a relationship. Everyone I talk to, either is a peace of shit or treats me like shit, but knowing hee’s always there makes me feel better. After a minute he let go of me and I moved from his warm chest and we made eye contact. Out of impulse, just in the moment I just began kissing him.

I wasn’t thinking, but he kissed back cause me to still not think. I’ve never really felt feelings for heeseung in a more than a friend way. It’s just in that moment, I felt the sudden urge to kiss him. The kiss felt so heated for so reason, lips feeling swollen, lips being bit and heeseung slowly about to make his way up inside my shirt, he suddenly bucked his hips causing me to feel his clothed dick. I let out a faint moan, I realized what I got myself into. I pulled back completely, causing hee to pull his hands down from in my shirt to settling on my thighs. “Hee, I don’t know what made me do this but we shouldn’t do this you know? It just kind of doesn’t feel right to.” I spoke, he looked at me, he fixed himself causing me to shift on his lap more and gave me a light pecks on my neck. “Hee, I dont-“

“Maybe you should get you mind off of Jake Hm? You’ve been dealing with this break up for so long, I just want to make you feel good okay?” He spoke looking at me, I was biting my lip a bit worriedly & what he said kind of calmed me down. I looked down at him from his lap thinking about him and his one night stand rumors. “I don’t know, those-“

“Fuck those rumors Y/N. Even if I did give them girls hope and ghost them doesn’t mean I’d do the same to you, you’re different.” He spoke looking up at me. Was he possibly confessing to me ? Was it just his dick talking or is this the same tactics he used on the other girls ? I don’t know. I just don’t want to loose a friend I’ve had for so long. I was deep in my thoughts that and he noticed.

He gave me a light & soft peck on the lips that pulled me out of my thoughts. “I just want you to keep your mind off Jake, but if you don’t want-“ i cuffed his face and began kissing him again, he’s done enough convincing for me to finish what I started. He places his hands hesitantly inside my shirt slowly, trying to keep my comfortable in the moment. I moved my hands from his face pulled his shirt up slowly while being submerged into the heated kiss we were having. I completely took his shirt off of him, making him break the kiss.

After a while of moving positions and fighting to get each others clothes off, we were finally naked. He gently placed me on his bed breaking the kiss, the feeling of shyness washing over me, him noticing it and he began reassuring me. “Let me know when you feel uncomfortable and want me to stop okay?” He spoke i nodded watching slowly feel on my folds causing me bite my lip. The slick from my wetness made him groan faintly, making his hardened cock twitch.

He licked the wetness left from me off his fingers and faintly cursed. “Fuck.” He spoke about to put a digit inside me. Causing me to stop him. “Wait!” I spoke stopping his hand. He looked at me a bit worried. “What is it? Would you like me to stop ?” He asked me. I shook my head no. “Can.. you just fuck me already? I don’t think I can wait any longer.” I spoke. He slightly pouted. “What? I was looking forward to giving you head but that can wait.” He spoke moving his hand.

He pulled me closer to him by my thighs catching me off guard for a second, and he began stroking himself a bit getting ready to align himself to go inside me. I watch him prepare himself and just thought to myself “He might be the biggest I’ve ever had..” I thought.

He was aligning himself in front of my entrance. He slowly started push himself inside of me making me feel full, I’ve never actually have felt this feeling since I lost my virginity. I gasped biting my lip trying to stay quiet. He smirked, and from this angle he looked so fine, he left his chain on and it just made him look 10x finer. He went in and out slowly making sure I adjusted to his size so I didn’t feel any discomfort. The 3rd time he did it I began to get frustrated. “I feel like you’re teasing me.” I whined. He laughed a little finally thrusting a bit causing a moan to rip out my mouth.

“Be quiet okay ?” He spoke, fixing my legs from the side of his hips to on his shoulders I nodded not being able to say anything due to the pleasure. He grinned.

It’s been a while since we started and he wasn’t gentle and slow anymore, thrusting and out of me at a steady pace, letting out lewd word from both of our mouths. Holding onto my thighs watching me struggle to be quiet.

The sight of me biting my lip as he thrusted into me occasionally rougher just made him twitch inside of me. He started to go faster causing me to struggle more and more to be quiet. I moved my hand from my pinched nipple to my neglected clit rubbing it while struggling to keep my eyes open. “You look so pretty when you’re like this, how could he cheat on such a gorgeous girl like you ?” Heeseung spoke grunting. Him praising me gave me butterflies, a knot also growing in my stomach.

“Fuck, fuck fuck, s-slow down please!” I spoke feeling him slam his hips into me making it harder and harder for me to stay quiet making him pull down and kiss me muffling every moan. The knot becoming tighter and tighter in my stomach about to burst. “I’m about- oh my- fuck!” I spoke in the middle of the kiss feeling him remove my hand from my clit and placing his rubbing it harshly making whine as I began to cum. He pulled back to rubbing my neglected clit, watching me cum on him making his dick messy. He came shortly after me pull out and coming on my stomach.

“You okay?” He quickly asked me, making sure im okay. I nodded. “Yeah, just tired.” I spoke sitting up slowly in a tired tone. “Give me a second, I’ll be back.” He spoke putting back on his boxers and sweats leaving the room coming back with a warm wet cloth, cleaning up my legs and stomach. “Do you want to take a shower?” He asked me i tiredly shook my head, “my legs are a bit sore & it’s really late. I’ll just take one when I wake up.” I spoke and he agreed. I watched him go in his closet to find a shirt of his to let me wear as I put my underwear back on. He came back and put the shirt on me.

After crawling into the bed with me and a falling asleep with me.

— I woke up to a knock on hee’s bedroom door catching me off guard. I shook him awake. “Hee, someone’s knocking.” I spoke, he sat up and nodded tiredly giving me a quick peck before getting up and putting a shirt on to go answer the door. “Yes ?” He answered tiredly looking who’s at the door.

His mom flicked his forehead. “Why were you and Y/N fighting?” She asked. Heeseung held his head surprised. “Oh- uhm .. it wasn’t over something dumb.” He spoke lying. “Next time you two argue pls keep it down.” She said walking a way, hee closing the door and crawling back into the bed tiredly.

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

it's hard to imagine that if they actually dated she would be posting bts content from 2020 to prove it. like she would have to have something she took herself. she has been stoking these rumors for years and she has yet to show something that proves they have ever even met irl. i hope the rumor that he moved out before enlisting is true because this is getting old.

"she has been stoking these rumors for years and she has yet to show something that proves they have ever even met irl." Exactly, yeah.

There was someone yesterday or the day before who sent an ask arguing in favor of every story she posted the other day and how she couldn't have possibly gotten those from anywhere else when she very much could've. All I'm gonna say is people have literally worn Jimin's fake love outfits because somehow fans got a hold of it, and someone was able to get his mail from BTS own home. Also, when that guy posted the heart jikook photo and some other Jimin photo from Japan in like 2018/2019, everyone immediately and unanimously agreed that he couldn't possibly be their friend anymore because if he was he wouldn't have posted those photos. And I agreed with that because I've also seen how Jimin seems to handle his personal relationships and to keep their exposure to a minimum. We don't even see social media posts with sungwoon or saeon who are also somewhat public figures.

But I really don't care about "debunking" any of it, I think the back and forth between "this is legit proof" and "that isn't legit proof" is stupid and annoying.

I've been told before stuff like why do you get so defensive about it but it's not defensiveness. It's annoyance because I really seriously geniunely don't care if it's real or not, and it's annoying that people want me so bad to care. Like why does it matter??? I don't have that parasocial of a relationship with Jimin, but have those anons stopped to think they might have a parasocial relationship with ME? Because I really can't understand why they want me to care so bad.

Last December, I was on holidays right, and I sleep with my phone next to my bed and the phone vibrated like three or four times in a row and it woke me up (I have really light sleep). I checked it and it was just before 7am and the phone had been vibrating because of tumblr notifications. I opened them and it was I SWEAR like 3 or 4 messages recounting every single instagram story the actress had ever posted or some shit. I blocked that anon immediately. Nothing had even happened!!!! That person just felt like obsessing over this woman's instagram and that was it. So they had to come and give me all their "proof" and accusing me for not believing in it.

I've also realized how much ammo she gets by doing these slight, sneaky """reveals""" because it's actually what gets people talking more than they would if she just posted a photo of Jimin sitting on the toilet. People post her stories, then go check them, then check her comments, a couple of hours later they check to see if she's deleted them, etc etc. All while others on twitter were sharing the stories left and right and comparing it with the bangtan bomb and trying to decipher if it was really Jimin behind that flower emoji.

So, yeah that's really it. Also not directed to you, but to some other people. Don't ask me or expect me to care... I might've cared years ago when I still believed Jimin and Jungkook were a thing but I've been saying more like two years already that they're not fucking each other, so there's literally no reason at all for Jimin dating to ever affect me. And even when I did believe they were fooling around, I never ever said "they're totally in a committed exclusive real relationship and have been married since 2015" because I've never believed that.

I've been a fan of Harry Styles since I was 15 years old and it has never bothered me to see him making out in public with the whole lineup of Victoria Secret's models because I've just never been that person. So even if it wasn't the reaction people expected me to have, you're just gonna have to believe me when I say Jimin dating rumours do not bother me.

Lastly and I really doubt I'll be addressing this topic again unless something really significant happens, there really isn't necessary "proof" for me to take this seriously. I just don't have enough information to believe in this rumour and that's just it. I'm not going to be thinking harder and trying to connect barely-there dots for someone else. If there is something there, or there was at some point in the past, I'm gonna need taennie level of proof.

[coveredinmetaldust]

If you are following me from TikTok:

Yes, my account was banned.

No, I do not know why, because they will not tell me.

It's truly a Kafkaesque situation, and I do mean that in every sense of the word. There was no email, no notification, nothing. I only found out because my girlfriend asked me why she couldn't find my account. When I opened the app, it just said I was banned and did not elaborate--it was just a popup saying the account is banned.

All I know is that it is permanent, and they have taken the nuclear approach of banning my actual phone at the device ID level. (As in, my phone literally can never open the app ever again. Trying to do so will result in a popup covering the screen saying that I'm banned. It will not let me log in, create an account, etc.) They made it clear that they don't want me to ever make another account or use their platform again. But even if I could, I don't know what not to do.

TikTok Support immediately responds to any inquiries with a canned response (most likely from a bot) but refuses to tell me what I actually did beyond "violating community guidelines", which is an unbelievably vague, nebulous, catch-all non-answer. I have read their guidelines, and my only guess is that they viewed my content as "promoting dangerous acts" since I am a silversmith and I use fire to melt/join metal. The same content is on my Instagram if you wanted to see for yourself. But again, that's just a guess--I don't have any way to prove or confirm that suspicion.

I only suspect this because, in the 2.8 years on the platform, I had exactly one minor violation: a video where I melted metal in a very safe/controlled manner that was flagged for "dangerous acts." It was silly, but I didn't fight them on it or try to reupload it. If another video I made had a similar issue, I would expect them to do the same thing--not nuke the account with zero warning. Meanwhile I'm seeing DIY channels that literally tell you to take a lamp cord, tie the two leads to bolts you've attached to a wooden board, plug it into the wall, and then touch a lightbulb to the bolts to make it turn on. I've even seen people complain about getting banned after 15+ violations!

In researching this, it seems like this is not uncommon; TikTok's moderation bots will just nuke your account with zero explanation or recourse. There is also a chance that the account was mass reported by someone who just really didn't like me. I don't know why that would happen; I didn't post any of my unhinged anti-capitalism content there yet. (I am still editing that.) If I entertained that possibility, my only thought is that I used the same handle for TikTok, Tumblr, and Reddit--and of those, Reddit is notable for being a platform where I have gotten some truly vitriolic private messages as a direct result of my leftist views. (Several even made it a point to call me an "SJW" somewhere within their missives.)

It was nice having a 175k follower-count and an audience to watch the educational videos I make, but I guess that's it. It was the one time I ever really had a strong reaction to the things I make/post online. It didn't even last 3 years; it was incredibly fucking stupid of me to ever think that would ever go anywhere.

The thing that probably hurts the most, is that the content mills who steal/reupload my videos and get millions of views without crediting me largely go unpunished. (The thought that they are somehow making money off that content feels gross in a way that's hard to verbalize right now... I have made no money off any of this as I was doing it for fun.)

At some point next week I will be re-uploading the content I posted there to my YouTube channel so it's not lost forever: https://www.youtube.com/@wmvmetalsmithing

At least now this probably means the content creation bots will stop flooding my email asking me to review stuff.

[icouldhyperfixatehim]

tag game 🫧

tagged by @cankersoregirl - a delight and shower of starshine on the dash

1. why did you choose your url?

i like wordplay and "i could fix him" happened to be the phrase du jour at the time. i have enough awareness to know i could not in fact fix him, as i am invariably worse 😊

2. any sideblogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.

none for me - i've had and deleted/reupholstered previous iterations of blogs, but i've never done the sideblog thing

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

this blog particular? since 2019/2020 i believe. those previous iterations i mentioned? christened as tumblr native the year of our lord 2013

4. do you have a queue tag?

i'm almost me again she's almost queue. more wordplay - lyric from hozier's almost (sweet music)

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i watched the untamed on rec from someone i was getting to know irl. from there i moved like wildfire discovering the queer stories i hadn't known asia had been producing This Whole Time, and i turned back to an old friend (oh tumblr you sweet, slutty siren) to further my education in a new obsession. isn't it always the way

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

eh well, that's erng, from umg, and she's the most important person in the world. and out the world.

7. why did you choose your header?

again, umg. that series is so rich in lovely trees, and that one in particular is marked with an arrow that points the way to homes away from home, friendships that last lifetimes, the parts of childhood you keep cradled in your hands like a fragile little moth... it's just a lovely shot to me.

8. what is your post with the most notes?

apparently it's this meme about gap sam being a beautiful girlfail 🤍

9. how many mutuals do you have?

no idea. room for more?

10. how many followers do you have?

a quick looky-loo provides the answer...1083. i imagine a great many just haven't realised they haven't unfollowed me yet lmao

11. how many people do you follow?

451. lotta talented people on here and i have a trigger finger. i could probably do w a pruning session tbh

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

some might argue that's the bulk of what i do

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

how often do i pick my nails? how often do i yawn? how often do i walk into a room in my house and forget wtf i went in there for?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

no, i'm just a liwwtle guy ^-^

15. how do you feel about 'you need to reblog this' posts?

everyone feels urgency for different things at different times depending on their own perspective. we do our best with what we have in a given moment, and it's worth the effort to resist guilt that others try to hand you. they don't know you, you know you.

16. do you like tag games?

i do! more open ended ones like this - i struggle w superlatives

17. do you like ask games?

i've spoken before of my deep devotion to t? notification. i love her in all her guises

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

idk i'm shy of everyone at more or less equal levels lmao

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

in love w creation and critical analysis of narratives and passion so: select all//action:kith

20. tags?

here's your coupon to say i tagged you if you want to partake: 💌. otherwise @akkpipitphattana @jgyapologism @philologique @becomingabeing @charles-edwin @chickenstrangers @benkaaoi

[sassybluee]

I was tagged by @prolestari! Thank you!

1. why did you choose your url?

I had a blog in college where I frequently changed the url to match my current obsession. It was always "sassyblue[character name]". I went thru many variations lol. I decided to keep the sassyblue part and leave out the character so I could be more multifandom. On AO3, there was already a sassyblue and sassy_blue, so I added an extra e to the end.

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

I have a couple for clj events! @cljprompts (which is an ongoing event!) and @clj-fanweek (which happened last year, but you're welcome to use the prompts and post in the collection still)

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

I joined w my first acct in 2011, then deleted the blog in 2018 or so. This current blog was made in 2021 when I got into writing fic and fandom in general.

4. do you have a queue tag?

I don't bother queuing much lol. If I do queue I just let ppl assume I'm online lmao.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

To look at pretty gifsets and art and just talk about my shows haha.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

I made it for the lols because DFQC is such a cat man to me. Then I liked the pic so much I made it my pfp.

7. why did you choose your header?

To keep the DFQC theme, I found a screenshot of him that matched my blog's colour scheme.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

I think it's probably my "alternate opening credits for clj" video

9. how many mutuals do you have?

I'm not sure really? maybe like 20-30?

10. how many followers do you have?

722, which surprised me tbh! I feel I miss most "follow" notifs lol

11. how many people do you follow?

I follow 228 people, I try to keep the # low-ish so I can keep track of who's who lol.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

Yes lol. So many.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

I check notifs in the morning and the occasional scroll on mobile during work. I do most of my scrolling after work in the evening.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

yep... never again lol

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

I tend to ignore them, I don't want to stress people out, even if I think the info is useful.

16. do you like tag games?

I like them!

17. do you like ask games?

I do but I don't always get asks so it makes me hesitant to participate

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

I feel @harocat might be tumblr famous thanks to yoi lol

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

not really!

20. tags?

I'll tag a few people, but anyone can feel free to participate! @uhhhhmanda @timetoboldlygo @rubberduckieassassin @autisthottygoth @gusucloud

[todayisafridaynight]

You were SO quick on the draw with the tweet I was genuinely caught by surprise when the first notif came up and it was you lol. Again, thanks so much for the support! I was very much already insane when I started working on the wiki, so no worries there <3

Exactly! I won't expect too much either, but it really does feel as though we're living in the Mine Renaissance (The Mineissance, if you will). Also, you draw INCREDIBLY fast even if you're not going in prepared, so could've fooled me! It really is such an honor to inspire some of your works in some way though, because you're 1000% one of my favorite RGG artists and my favorite Mine artist.

Annnd yeah, that's why I feel bad about bringing the drama to you, though it does feel a little better knowing you and Anon noticed there's a certain pattern to the QRTs. Something I've been thinking about again too is just how much of a missed opportunity it was to kill him off directly after having Kiryu go "As long as you live, […] it's never too late to change."

And then he goes on to live for literally five more minutes? It's true he had a change of heart in that time, but the decision he made was the worst possible decision for everyone. Of course, I hear dying is pretty bad for your health, but there's the Hakuho Clan and the Tojo Clan directly; a lot of people lost their livelihoods and were displaced, and it resulted in the severe financial strain that led to the events of Y4.

But it was more than just that, right? He never had a chance to even attempt to make amends for things like the orphanage fiasco. And I completely agree on how it would've affected Daigo, too. Like, that was his best friend, not even speculating, and not only did he lose him but also nearly every pillar in his life; even Kiryu's stabbing was Mine's fault because of the way he radicalized Hamazaki.

Mine and Kashiwagi "died," Majima checked out mentally, and Kiryu went back to his old life without so much as putting rest to Daigo's worries that Mine wasn't the man he thought he was. So when we finally got that closure for how Daigo reacted to the aftermath of Mine's death in RGGO and Daigo said "u were 😠😢 such a fucking dumbass, man 😡😭" I felt that.

So I think bringing Mine back is not only NOT a disservice to the themes and narrative, I think his death was more of a disservice and bringing him back would be the perfect way to begin to address those mistakes. Because a man has no choice but to change in (at minimum) 15 years.

And if he's working at Survive or the security company or whatever else, well, that's perfect, right? It's his "next life," and this time he is worthy of being with the people he cares about.

It opens a lot of doors for other characters too. Of course I'm 100% in favor of having Ryuji in as takoyaki salesman, but we're also starting to get a lot of "shadow-realmed" characters back, aren't we? Kuze in RGGO, the Joon-gi Han Dynasty, even having the lieutenants and many, many one-off characters in Ishin, not to mention the possibility of Jo and Arakawa in Y8 or even the fact Judgment got a sequel. All these characters that in the past would have been almost guaranteed never to come back in any form.

With Ishin Kiwami, too, actually, that's one more reason it'd be really sweet to have Mine back. Because the specific way in which the casting for the core Miburoshigumi group has changed has made it so all of them have met each other in the present except for Mine. Adachi's met everyone (and is still close with Kashiwagi), Majima's met everyone, Saejima's met everyone, Kiryu's met everyone, Kashiwagi's met everyone, and Zhao's met everyone. But Mine only got to meet Majima, Kiryu, and Kashiwagi. Not totally sure when I'll be done with this piece working off that idea, but…

But yeah! I'm definitely posting about the Mystery Man later today. Probably a Tumblr-exclusive though, there's no way I can get nuance across on Twitter and I don't want people running with it lol

I get told a lot that I draw pretty fast, so I'm glad I haven't made an exception when it came to the Mine announcement LMAO. And even if I said I won't expect anything major from RGG, it really is nice that Mine's starting to show up more in RGG discussions (lest I forget about merch either. I wish that Mine hoodie wasn't a raffle prize, I want it SO bad....), so even if there's nothing immense for him in the main games it's nice to see RGG acknowledge him again!

And I'm sure I've said it more than necessary, but I still can't say thank you enough for enjoying my work! It's just as much of an honor for you as it is for me for you to enjoy the things I make- definitely helps me feel better whenever I'm doubtful in the work I produce, that's for sure ^^

Back to Mine dying though- that's what I've been saying for months! It's not just an issue with RGG and their tendency to kill off characters despite preaching that people should be able to have second chances, but Mine's 'sacrifice' specifically has SO many ramifications that that follow it due to his status in the Tojo, and the Tojo Clan chairman's most genuine companion.

To go on a mini tangent on Daigo since it's related, I don't have to stress any more that Mine really was his only actual equal in the franchise. It's as you said: Kiryu would 'die' (get stabbed in actuality of course) not long after Mine and would resume life at the orphanage, Kashiwagi's out of commission, Yayoi just seems to be perpetually MIA, and Majima's only really here due to the request of Kiryu (and let's be honest, Majima would much rather be doing his own thing than being stuck in the Tojo). Daigo doesn't have anyone to just be human around- and on top of having to take care of THOUSANDS of men and especially wanting to live up to Kiryu's expectations, it's honestly surprising Daigo didn't commit to dissolving the clan sooner.

The Kirin's Dream RGGO story is one of my favorites because it did show us how Mine's death affected Daigo. Like it really helped heighten that no, Mine wasn't JUST another member of the Tojo Clan to Daigo. It really helped seal the deal that Daigo cared for Mine just as much as Mine did for him- just the amount of doubt Daigo had in himself in being a good friend to him (by word of the bartender to Mine) makes me want to scream. If Mine really were to ever show up in the mainline series again, my only major dream is for him and Daigo to finally share that bottle together- it MUST be crazy good by now if it's been shelved for 15 years... UGH I could talk about them forever (as I'm sure we can all tell at least a year into my postings LMAOO) like I could practically see and hear Daigo on the verge of tears as he realized what Mine did for their bar. Point is, the depth in which Mine's death affected the people around him cannot be understated, and we're definitely allowed to say his 'sacrifice' was more out of what Mine thought everyone wanted than what everyone actually wanted (dare I say Mine might have wanted to avoid the possibility of Daigo hating him, but I'll save that for another insane post).

For Mine to come back, it would be a nice way of Mine getting that 'second chance', even if it is just living quietly as a Survive Bar employee or some other low-key occupation. Again, the Tojo Clan and virtually everyone a part of Mine's old life has gone away and/or moved on, him coming back would do nothing aside from give him a total restart on life, and this time he can 'prove' that he's worthy of the respect of the people around him like he wanted.

In regards to more 'shelved' characters coming back, I really don't have any opposition to it. I already take RGG half seriously (and I'd hope RGG themselves are more inclined to have fun with their games than be super-serious about it), so to see old, dead characters come back is always more funny to me than anything worth getting mad about and I'm happy to see more of it (especially if they aren't brought back in glamorous ways and are just slapped into the setting LMAO)!

And you're totally right about the re-cast decisions made in Ishin! I'd love to see the finished version of this drawing: it looks so sweet so far, so I'd love to see it fully done when you get around to it !

[vxvidlandmine]

Spiraling on a Saturday

Hello again.

Today I woke up and spent 40 minutes looking at my phone. I have picked up this bad habit in September 2021 and I have yet found a way to just get rid of it. I'm just weak.

My mom greeted me as I got out of my room. Since it's saturday, her morning starts with cleaning the house. She gets up before me, so she always tries be silent and not make any noise. I tell her I don't care about sleeping late, because I really don't, yet she's persistent on not wanting to wake me up.

I had breakfast, went to the bathroom and then straight to study.

I revised what I re-studied yesterday then got some work done my laptop. I had to cross-check 3 different sources so that what I'm studying is actually correct, as well as coherent, as to not miss anything.

I had lunch with my family. Nothing wrong yet.

The friend I have been hanging out with in the past weeks was supposed to let me know if she would be able to go out today, yet at 14:00, when she usually does text me, my notifications were dry.

I still had some stuff to study so I decided not to get worked up over it and focus on my books. At 15:10 that was over and my mind was free to wonder why she forgot. Every reason I came up was more stupid than the previous one- she had to study and forgot, she had to study and purposely ignored me, she had nothing to do and finds me annoying- but they all had one thing in common. They could be "defeated" just by saying that if she actually wanted to go out, she could just speed up studying, or move around her schedule to make a 1 hour long walk fit.

After 10 minutes of going back and forth between coming up with these awful reasons and nervously opening and closing Instagram and Tumblr, I decide my mind was too clouded to get more studying done. Just like an animal going back to its cave, even after years and years of wondering around, I decided to "calm down" by playing a game I have been obsessed with in the past. I mean really obsessed, I got like 2300 hourse over the course of 2 years. I put calm down in quotes because it's competitive and you either play 40 hours a week or just suck and lose, and get mad over it. So that's what I did. I tried to find comfort in this game, instead I got absolutely smashed and quit after 2 hours.

At 18:00 my eyes were red and dry. I was cold. I hadn't drank or eaten in 5 hours. My elbows were hurting because that's what they do- my chronic pains are such a big deal that they deserve a whole post about them. Still no message. The same void I have described started growing me but I got up, got a glass of milk and a trail mix, and watched a stupid series on netflix. I ignored the shit out of it, then I regretted it later. I turned off my laptop, cleaned the glass then decided to air out my room. I stink.

The more I thought about how she ignored me- and still is as of now- the worst I was getting.

First come all the thoughts about me as a person. The fact I'm skinny and weak and pain all over my body. The fact I'm 20 and still look and sound like a 16yo. The fact I'm not enjoying the company of other people.

In the past I used to get out of these spirals by reminding me how well I was doing academically. Lmao. In just 3 years my mind completely deteriorated and if I'm still "running" it's just inertia. My impostor syndrome deserves a post of its own. Now, low self-esteem about my body is just a stepping stone to doubt my mind.

The third thoughts that come are about how lucky I am to food, clothes, a warm house, and a family, all things that not everyone has. I end up thinking I don't deserve everything I have. I don't deserve it because I'm not enough in any way possible. One could argue that just by existing one's enough to have their basic needs met. Other people do, I don't.

So here I am, still waiting for someone to care a bit about me.

Venting and not changing anything to make this better is completely useless and doesn't even alleviate what I'm experiencing.

I think I just need human warmth.

[bakersstreetirregulars]

Battle the B.A.D 4 Part 4 - Mikrokosmos

⚙️ These guys won’t just leave already! It’s like they brought in a beehive to swarm the place! And someone needs to find that master power breaker!

Stage 1

Wave 1: 5 Jelly Bees (single file)

Wave 2: 6 Jelly Bees

Bonus 3rd Wave: 3 Frogg-o’s

Bonus 4th Wave: 3 Queen Jelly Bees, 5 Jelly Bees

🍪 You were saying something about a beehive?!

⚙️ Shush it, Ordinary! This is the first time we’ve crossed the path of eleven Jelly Bees in this stadium! The second time we went around this area, there was an influx of Frogg-o’s and the hive’s queens!

Stage 2

Wave 1: 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 Cake Hounds (total of 6, spread across small rows)

Wave 2: 2 Roll Cake Hoglets, 2 + 2 Choco Cake Wolves

Wave 3: Roll Cake Hog, 2 Roll Cake Hoglets

⚙️ Another round without facing the band?! Come on out and play, cowards! Or do you want to get backhand slapped by my magichanical Crepe Arms?!

Stage 3

✨ It all comes down to one last dance.

⚙️ And let’s make it count! Us and the B.A.D 4?! We’ll bring the pain-

💀 -to the Producer!

🍪 Huh?!

💀 She never recognizes TRUE talent like MY vocals!

🍰 Plus she has NOT lived up to the proper standards of Cake Hound treatment!

⚙️ Then why not just stay together as a band?! Those BTS Cookies do have a point when they say to believe in yourself and sing it from the bottom of your heart. Stand up to the man and resign from D.K.E.C. and do what you wanna do! That’s what I did just so I could keep doing what I wanted to do back then and stay with my Wafflebots.

🍫🔨 And be a hero?! Nuh-uh! Pass me that mic, small fry, because I’m BORN TO BE BAD, VILLAIN 4 LIFE! WE ARE THE B.A.D 4!

🌰 Now that the problem’s solved and the BTS Cookies are COOL with having B.A.D 4 on stage, now we can bring the pyrotechnics and jam to their debut hit, “Bad and Dark” on the Rhythm Stage!

⚙️ You HAVE TO complete all 12 stages of the battle campaign and play “Dynamite”, “Butter”, and “Permission to Dance” before you can play this song. Whether you play “Mikrokosmos” is optional.

⚙️ You HAVE TO complete all 12 stages of the battle campaign and play “Dynamite”, “Butter”, and “Permission to Dance” before you can play this song. Whether you play “Mikrokosmos” is optional.

Editor’s Note: This is actually my first time doing this one, that’s how much I’ve been off this event since my internship got so involved. Quality’s just low because I had to compress it from ~702 MB because Tumblr has a hard time processing large files like a 3 minute music video in HD.

This song can be played over and over again WITHOUT using BTS Concert Tickets, but you can’t get ARMY Bombs or any other rewards from it directly. Shroomies worth more points will replace any ARMY Bombs you find on the trail. You CAN, however, apply your score to the Bad and Dark progression event and get rewards based on your overall cumulative score according to this rewards track and your score in millions:

3 million - 3 Magic Cookie Cutters

7 million - 20 Level 7 EXP Star Jellies

12 million- 50 Chaos Cake Pieces

15 million- 100 Topping Pieces

20 million- 30 Epic Soul Essences

25 million- 2 Medium Searing Raspberries

30 million- 100 Chaos Cake pieces

35 million - “Bad and Dark” Title

40 million - 5 Special Cookie Cutters

50 million - 2 Medium Swift Chocolates

60 million - 100 Chaos Cake Pieces

70 million - 5 Legendary Soul Essences

80 million - 1,000 Rainbow Cubes

90 million - 2,000 Crystals

120 million - “Rise up from the flames” title AND 10 Epic Soulstones of Choice chest (containing Cookies released through October 13th, basically anything before Schwarzwälder)

Shoutout to @/crktravelzine (whose notification appeared during the recording) and the work they’re doing. Even though I didn’t get the position on their team as a writer (because they only had two spaces open this time), I look forward to what they’ve got in the end.

[birthisacurse-and]

hey have you heard the techno news? :(

this is from a few days ago, but I'm home from traveling and now can reply with my full attention.

I saw the video notification 15 minutes after it was uploaded. I thought for sure he was simply officially going on a break, or that it was a prank. I don't know why, but for some reason, when they did surgery on his arm, I thought that would be the end of it, that he would get better from then on. Now, I keep fluctuating between denial and acceptance, unable to land solidly onto one. Every time I open Tumblr, I'm reminded of his death, which is both a bad and a good thing- bad because I feel just solemn sadness for a while, and good because I love seeing all the fanart and outpouring of love on my dash.

Suffice to say, Techno was my favorite mcyt CC, by far. Like for many of you, he made me laugh when I was incredibly sad or angry or stressed. I found the Dream SMP hard to keep up with because streams were too long for my attention to be kept, but Techno's streams were the only ones I would watch fully every time, beginning to end. I'd sing "starting the stream" along with him, I donated to him on my birthday just so he could call me a nerd, I changed my Minecraft skin to an Antarctic Empire outfit rendition for a while. He is the only streamer whose "cancelling" attempts I ever fully, and in great detail, covered on my blog, refuting every point Twitter was trying to make about inane things. When he privated so many of his videos, I panicked and eventually felt massive relief when I found them on the Internet Archive. When people said comfort streamer, the only one who really fit that definition for me was Technoblade.

Now I'm rewatching his Potato War videos. I'm going to be rewatching his Story Mode and Dream SMP VODs for the next few weeks, I'm sure. And still, nothing will fill the hole that is left by his current absence. I, like many others, will miss him deeply, but this community that has garnered so much love and creativity and support in the aftermath of his death will sustain me, as it will all of you.

I've seen some really concerning tweets, posts, and comments from hardcore Techno fans (that I can highly relate to), and I want to tell you all this: please keep going. He would want you to. Just because someone is gone does not mean that we must give up and disappear, ourselves. Live on, so his memory can live on in you.

[glilboy]

ATEEZ Reactions to finding you reading smut about them: Maknae Line

i tried so hard to finish this afterworo and before bed lol. the first part did, so well? im genuinely shocked ill be honest. hope this one is just as good.

requests are open btw!!

tws below the cut

Warning! This work of fiction contains mentions of quirofilia, strength kink, dom/sub dynamics implications and general explicit topics

San:

"Baby just let me play it I just want to get us to the same level," San whined at you about a game you both played. He practically coaxed you into playing but now you genuinely enjoyed it, being hesitent to let him get you farther.

"I want to experience it myself though Sannie," you pouted back at him leaning your head on his shoulder.

"I just want to do the things you've been avoiding! It'll give you enough experience to be the same level, please," his voice became higher pitched which was your call to just let him do it.

"Whatever," you said in a fake angry voice, instantly giggling, "you do that, I'm gonna go grab a snack." You hopped up and off the bed, leaving your phone for him to mess with.

Picking up your phone, happy he got his way, he went to open the app but one was already open.

Humming he read a bit and when he read his name he twitched a little. So this was what you liked. San made you extremely nervous which caused you to be a bit hesitant to share what you liked in bed. You planned to tell him one day but he hurried that process up.

Hearing you coming back he quickly opened the right app even though he now had no actual intention to progress you.

"I am back!" you smiled plopping down with some cut fruit.

"No shit," he mused causing you to roll your eyes with a smile. His brain itching to do something now, an idea popped in seeing you eat the fruit.

Taking a piece of strawberry he held it up to your lips, you unknowingly smiled and took the fruit into your mouth. His breathing accelerated. Waiting a few minutes before he took another piece, he at first popped a piece into his mouth then grabbing another to hold it up again. You took the piece but a muffled sound of surprise came out with it when san shoved his fingers inside a bit.

Looking at him wide eyed and confused you met his which looked at you intensely. You didn't even have a chance to stop yourself before you started to suck his fingers.

"Fuck," he mumbled his gaze going a bit hazy at seeing you like this.

After sucking on his fingers for a moment you let go with a pop.

"You should really let me read more of those stories Y/N," him saying that is what made it all hit.

"Wait- oh shit," you mumbled before he took your jaw in one of his hands squishing your mouth open. The other holding another piece and pressing it to your tongue.

"I would've known sooner just how pretty you think my hands are dear."

Mingi:

Mingi could feel his face turn red, not suspecting is seemingly soft tasted girlfriend to read stuff like this. He was just trying to help! You were busy cooking dinner and asked him to send a text back to your friend, forgetting what you were last doing.

He gulped and set down your phone once sending the message. He wanted to talk about it but he had no clue how to bring it up. Once seated eating dinner you could feel the energy was off since earlier he was in such a great mood. You chose to ask about it after the meal not wanting to have an awkward dinner.

Washing the dishes you didn't feel Mingi approach from behind until he wrapped his hands around your waist.

"Hm? What's up baby?" You hummed softly with a smile.

"Can you do the dishes later...I need to talk to you about something," He set his chin on your shoulder and you could just hear a slight pout in his voice.

Drying off your hands you turned around to look at him, "what's up Mingi?"

He leaned up and took a deep breathe making you a bit worried.

"I- um fuck- Y/N I saw whats on your phone," he hesitated before just ripping off the bandaid.

Your face instantly dropped mumbling a small "ah fuck"

You stayed silent with his hands sitting on your waist. You looked at him before speaking, "Gi, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Do you want to talk about how you feel about seeing it? I'm sure you're pissed."

He tilted his head questioningly at the end, "What no- I mean, like yeah it could be weird but you're reading about me so I don't see an issue, at least as of now."

You we're now pretty puzzled, a bit tongue tied. If you remembered right, the work you had been reading was well pretty aggressive so you were sure Mingi would be weirded out. He was a soft guy and you guys experimented occasionally but nothing that far.

Being able to tell you got in your head he spoke again, "I liked it. I...liked it Y/N."

Looking back at him, his hands tightened on your waist and he moved closer so your lips brushed each others.

"Please- Fuck, can we try it?"

wooyoung:

"Y/N! Can I use your phone for a second?" Wooyoung whined laying on the bed while you we're folding laundry. He wanted attention but you had chores to do.

"Why?" You looked at him weird, knowing he was up to something.

"You'll see," he smiled, just wanting to take selfies on your phone but opened it to a book of sorts.

Curiosity got the best of him as he skimmed the page, a faint blush creeping up his neck. You guys had done a lot but something in him was set off, a smile creeping up his lips.

"Pervert," He spoke deadpanned up at you making you frown before it clicked.

"Wooyoung."

"Y/N."

A moment passed before suddenly he popped up, grabbing your hair and forcing your face into the bed. A giggle sounded from behind you as he leaned down to talk into your ear, "You read stuff like that? You're that horny for just me that you read that kind of shit? Lord your fucking head over heels for me."

"Shut the fuck up-" Your voice got cut off as he lifted you up by your hair, a hand wrapping around your throat making your mind flutter.

"Say that one more time and I'll fuck your face until you pass out like that little book dear."

Jongho:

It was supposed to be a night filled with movies, snacks, giggles and cuddles but your bladder decided to change the trajectory of the night. Excusing yourself to the bathroom you left your phone on the table faced up, not remembering that you left your tumblr notifications on around someone. The phone pinged three times in a row, making Jongho curious to which he glanced over at it.

'c. j 10:15

strength kink'

"What," he said outloud.

Clicking on the notification he began to read the work, blushing at it and embarrassed that he..liked it. Licking his lips he looked around a bit flustered.

When he heard the bathroom door shut he quickly set your phone back down, trying to not awkwardly sit there. You came back like nothing was wrong, cuddling into his side continuing to watch the film.

This is where a few days passed, each day driving Jongho more and more up the wall. Hiding in the bathroom at the studio just to get off without the chance of being caught, at least by you. Scenarios spinning in his head constantly making him want to do anything and everything at once.

When he got home that day you weren't there, his need skyrocketing to the moon. He quickly made it to your bed room and moved to the bed taking off his shirt in the process. He searched around frantically for anything of yours, spotting a t-shirt a few feet away. He pulled down his sweats letting his member spring free, bringing the shirt up to his face to inhale your scent and began to jerk off.

You on the other hand just had your friend drop you off, you jumping up the stairs excited to bring home some pastries to your boyfriend. Coming inside you quickly slipped off your shoes and looked around for him. Seeing he wasn't in the living room you headed towards your bedroom asumming he was there. Opening the door to a sight to see, Jongho jerking himself off while smelling your shirt.

You stood there silent until he opened his eyes, him now being in such a deep mindspace he didn't even seem phased. Slipping his pants back up he waltzed over to you and stood there staring at you.

"I've been going fucking insane, Y/N," he spoke getting closer, shutting the door behind you.

"What do you mean baby?" You asked softly at him. He smiled a bit and lifted a hand to your shoulder making you inhale.

"Your little fucking stories Y/N."

You looked at him wide eyed, thinking you might know which one he saw. "Jo- Fuck I'm sorry, oh god," you began to frantically apologize.

That was when he picked you up and held you up against the wall with one arm, the other hand sitting lazily around your neck.

"No. No. You've been driving me crazy in a good way. Now let me fuck you against this wall unless you want me cumming in your t-shirt."

[illicitlimerence-writes]

close friends | t. holland

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader word count: 3.1k warnings: some language, some angst if u squint. otherwise it's just fluff and tom being tom. didn't proofread this. a/n: so tumblr decided to be a little bitch and deleted this t w i c e. so i had to write this t h r e e times. this came up in my head after i got like three notifications that tom posted something on his ig story, and then it turned out he deleted them. as always, english isn't my first language so i'm sorry if this gets confusing bye. also, i was listening to cardigan by taylor swift as i wrote this.

my masterlist

so we all know tom sucks at instagram. that's a surprise to literally no one. no matter how many times you tried to teach him he still doesn't get it, and it was only a matter of time before he finally posted something he shouldn't have.

it was just one of those days, you missed him like hell. he was away filming the third spiderman, and you had to stay behind because of work.

naturally, you relied on face time and texts to survive and fill the void he left behind. you loved talking to him, listening as he rambled on and on about his adventures on set. a love-struck look on your face as you tried your hardest to stay awake despite the urge to close your eyes.

eventually, sleep took over you, and you drifted off with the sound of his voice lulling you to sleep. he stopped talking abruptly when he didn't hear your soft chuckling in reply to the story he was telling.

instead, he saw your sleeping figure, long steady breaths moving your chest up and down. and he cursed himself for making you stay up so late for him. he took one last look at you, taking a screenshot of your sleeping form.

he quickly hung up the video call and opened instagram instead, uploading the screenshot to his story,

'missing my favorite girl, thank you so much for everything you do for me. x @yourusername'

the next morning you woke up to the sound of your phone buzzing. at first, thought someone had died as one notification after another filled your screen. most of them came from instagram, so you opened that app first.

thousands upon thousands of mentions, tags and new followers. you frowned, and suddenly a text from your friend popped up at the top of your screen.

'omg just saw his story. so happy for u both'

who's story? what was going on?

you refreshed your timeline, and tom's icon appeared, a colorful circle around it. an odd feeling sank in your stomach. you tapped his icon and suddenly your screen was full of... you.

a picture of you, sleeping. tom's smiling form in a small rectangle on the bottom right corner.

oh god. you read the words he wrote, over and over again. your heart pounding in your chest, and a sudden wave of fear ran through your body. but then you read his words once more, and all you could feel was love. pure, unconditional affection.

sure, your families and closest friends knew about you, but you hadn't talked about making your relationship public yet, but there was nothing you could do now.

you sighed, leaning back on your pillows. a small chuckle left your throat.

you grabbed your phone once again, quickly facetiming tom. you knew he had an early call today, and you hoped you could catch him while he was still in his hotel.

it ran once, twice, and then you saw him, hair all over the place, bare chest. hands rubbing sleep off of his face.

"mornin', darling." he said, his raspy morning voice making you smile.

"hi, baby. did i wake you?" you asked, sitting up and crossing your legs.

"yeah but it's fine, princess. i did keep you up last night so it's only fair."

"i'm sorry about falling asleep on you, that was a really nice picture you took last night," you lifted one eyebrow, and watched as he smiled at you sheepishly.

"i thought you looked really pretty, you always look pretty," he said, grabbing the water bottle on his nightstand and taking a swing.

"thanks, i hope the whole world thinks so, too," you declared. leaning your chin on your fist, watching him expectantly.

he did not react like you had expected him to.

his breath hitched as he sipped his water, and suddenly all you could see was the cream-colored ceiling, as you heard him spitting out and coughing.

"tom! oh, my god! are you okay?" you asked, getting on your knees and holding your phone up to your face, "tommy?" you repeated when he finally stopped coughing, you could now hear his heavy breaths.

at last, you saw his curls appear from the bottom of the screen.

"wh-what did you just say?" his voice was rough, his chest heaving.

"are you okay?" you asked again.

"ye-yeah i'm fine. babe, what did you mean by 'the whole world'? did something happen?" he asked, frowning. you echoed his expression, watching him for a second.

“you posted a picture to your story,” you repeated, and he nodded.

“yeah, i posted it to my close friends, i-” he stopped mid-sentence, eyes growing comically wide. “oh shit, did i-” he caught himself off as he threw the phone to one side, you heard him fumbling around for his laptop and you snorted. “shit, baby, don’t tell me i posted it… fuck!” you couldn’t keep it in any longer, you broke out laughing.

“of course this is how the world finds out about us!” you continued giggling until your stomach hurt.

“fuck, princess i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to, i swear i- why are you laughing!?”

“tommy, tommy! it’s okay, baby, don’t worry. i’m not mad,” you stopped once you noticed his pouting. “it’s fine, my love, i don’t mind. sure it’s unexpected, and a little sudden but i wouldn’t have it any other way. i knew what i was getting into when we started dating,” you told him honestly, wishing you were there to give him a hug and kiss him all over.

“darling, i’m really, really sorry. i swear i thought i tapped the green button like you told me to” he continued his sulking, nervous eyes glancing back and forth from his laptop screen to you.

“i know, baby, i know this is not your forte, and i really appreciate the sweet gesture, honestly. i love you so much,” you told him as you bit your lip. folding your legs to your chest, wrapping one around them.

“god, i love you. i swear i’ll make it up to you,” he ran his hand through his hair, giving you a quick peek of his bare chest.

“i’ll hold you to it,” you chuckled, you glanced to the clock on your nightstand, sighing when you saw the time. “i’ve gotta go,” you said as you stood up and stretched. a wicked idea ran through you head. “i’ve got like five meetings today, so i’ll probably be busy most of the day. just in case i don’t reply or something,” you made up you lie quickly. grabbing your laptop and opening a new tab.

“oh, okay. i’ll be on set until like 1 am, so we’ll talk tomorrow?” he asked, eyes bright. you nodded, biting your lip.

“definitely. i love you,” you blew him a kiss. he smiled, and you felt your heart swelling.

“i love you, too. good luck today!” he said as you reluctantly hung up the call.

you immediately got to work, calling your assistant and telling her you were taking a few personal weeks, and to email you in case of emergencies. next, you texted harry, asking him to call you once tom was busy on set.

you waited for the page to load, and once you had bought your one-way ticket to atlanta you hurriedly threw some pre-planned outfits into two suitcases, just in case. your phone rang and harry’s face popped up on your screen. you quickly answered the call, and let him know of your out-of-the-blue plan. he agreed to meet you at the airport and drive you to set. and because of your recent and sudden rise to fame, he suggested you wear all black and a cap. you followed his advice, throwing on some sunglasses as well, as you had seen tom do many times before.

once you reached the airport and checked-in, you bought some coffee and breakfast, as well as some food for the flight. you opened instagram, seeing all the messages and comments. you had seen how the fans reacted when their favorite celebrities announced a relationship, and you knew to expect the meanest comments, and even death threats. for your own sake and peace of mind, you allowed yourself to scroll until you read three of those, and closed the app.

once the plane took off, you tried to catch some sleep, preparing for the inevitable jet lag, but your mind kept buzzing from one scenario to another. so you took out your book and tried to read some chapters, putting in your earbuds, music playing quietly.

when you finally, finally landed, you stretched your legs and grabbed your bags, putting on the cap and sunglasses again, you spotted a familiar head of wild curls. you quickly approached harry.

“what happened to all black and a cap to go unnoticed?” you asked as he took one of your bags in his hands.

“think about it, two kids wearing black, a cap and sunglasses? people would think we’re up to no good.” he gave you a tight hug, you’d missed him almost as much as you’d missed tom.

he caught you up on everything he and tom had been doing these past months, you shifted in your seat in excitement, the sleep that was slowly taking over you on the plane had now disappeared from your body.

in what was probably a 15 -but to you felt like five- minute drive, you got to the hotel to leave your bags and take a quick shower. harry left you alone in tom’s room, making his way to his own room next door. he said he’d order something for you to eat whilst you got ready to see tom.

you took the quickest shower ever known to humankind, and when you walked out of the bathroom after using tom’s shampoo and conditioner, -you’d missed his smell all over you. the few forgotten hoodies and shirts that were once drenched in the smell of his soap and cologne, were now very faint.- you wrapped a bathrobe around your body, rummaging through tom’s clothes until you found one of his shirts.

you pulled it close to your face, sighing at the familiar scent you’d missed so much. you got dressed quickly, grabbing your now fully-charged phone and the key to tom’s room that harry had left on a coffee table. you knocked on harry’s door and he let you in.

“i just texted tom, he says they’ve got like three hours left.” you sat next to him on the couch, the table in front of you filled with food waiting to be devoured.

“my poor baby, they overwork him,” you pouted, reaching for one of the plates.

“it was his idea, said he’ll do anything that helps finish filming sooner.” you stopped chewing your food.

“wait, really?” you asked in disbelief, you knew tom loved his job, and you found it odd that he wanted to cut his time on set short.

“yeah, it’s been rough for him. not having you around, i mean, after he spent months with you. he’s been pretty distracted lately. messing up lines, he’s been waking up late and missing early calls...” your heart sank at the words. you ate the rest of your food with a knot in your stomach, cursing yourself for not getting there sooner. soon enough, you were back in the car, your leg bouncing up and down. you fell asleep on your way to set, waking up when harry parked the car and nudged your shoulder.

you stepped out carefully, your head turning back every few steps you took, in fear that tom might catch you. once you reached the stage where tom was filming, you flashed the visitor badge harry had given you to the guard and he let you both in. you walked in as you leaned down, your forehead against harry’s back, shielding you from the curious stares. harry told you to hide behind a giant box where they kept some lights whilst he spoke to the director.

although the box was big and tall enough to cover you completely, you crouched down, straining your ears for nearing footsteps. you heard two sets of feet approaching, your heartbeat racing.

you were met with your accomplice, a friendly-looking man behind him. you stood up as they approached you.

“this the girl?” the man asked, and harry nodded, “nice to meetcha, i’m jon.” you shook his hand, “okay, so we’ve cleared tom’s schedule for one week, we’ll need him back fully recharged and ready to work like it’s his first day on set, you’re welcome to stay as long as you like, if it means he’ll work better if you’re here you can stay until we're done. i really don’t mind, i just need my guy back.” you blinked at his words, nodding slowly. “we’ve got a couple hours left tonight, i’m all up for some cheesy reunion, but it’ll have to be when we’re finished, i can barely keep him focused as it is.”

with that he left, and harry led you to tom’s trailer, where you caught some sleep while you waited. like that morning, you woke up to your phone buzzing. you reached for it, sleep leaving your body as you read the text.

‘just finished filming for the night, i’m exhausted. miss u, love you. x.’

all rational thoughts left your head, you opened the door to tom’s trailer and sprinted out of there until you reached the set. your eyes finally, finally met his figure, and tears filled your eyes.

your legs moved on their own accord, you mumbled apologies as you crashed into people, but you didn’t care. tom had his back to you, and even though he wasn’t wearing the spiderman costume, you’d recognize that ass anywhere.

“tom!” you called out, stopping a few feet away from him. you saw him whipping his head around, eyes scanning the sea of people. you made your way up to him, “tommy!” you repeated, and he finally turned around.

his mouth wide opened in disbelief, arms twitching, feet running towards you as you did the same. you crashed into each other, your legs wrapping around him, arms around his neck, fingers curling on his soft hair. his hands running all over your back, your hair. pulling you as close as humanly possible.

whispers of ‘i love you’, ‘god, i missed you’, ‘never leave me again’, and ‘i promise’ were exchanged. you tightened your hold on his hair, pulling back to look at him.

“hi,” you whispered, your nose brushing his.

“hey,” he replied, burying his face on your neck again, pressing small kisses anywhere he could reach. his hands settled on the back of your thighs as he spun you two. you giggled, sniffling as a few tears escaped your eyes.

you could not care less about the people around you, all you could think about was the boy wrapped all over you, your favorite boy. tom led you back to his trailer, where you finally untangled yourself from him. he settled you down and you immediately wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him close to you again.

you had been starved of his touch for so long, there was no way you were letting him go anytime soon.

after many kisses, touches, tears, promises and more kisses, you left for the hotel. harry had already left, getting a ride from another cast member to leave you two alone. at that moment you swore you’d make him godfather of your firstborn child.

as you waited for tom to step out of the shower -you would’ve joined him, but three showers in a day seemed kind of excessive-, you laid down on the bed, throwing the covers over your body, tom's scent engulfing you. you breathed in happily. you tapped on your phone, replying to some work emails when you received a text from harry.

‘i believe the ball is in your court. you’re welcome.’

next, you received a picture of you and tom. harry must’ve taken the picture when you and tom were too lost in each other to even notice anyone around you. in the picture, your legs are around tom, bodies pressed closed together, your noses touching as you stare lovingly into each other’s eyes. it was a beautiful picture. and the black and white filter harry had applied to it made it seem like one of those old pictures of wives reuniting with their spouses after the war.

you smiled, heart swelling with emotion as you contemplated your options. you hummed quietly, tapping the instagram logo and waiting for the app to load.

you quickly uploaded the picture harry sent you tagging both him and tom and adding a quick caption before you shut down your phone. you were drifting off to sleep when you felt familiar arms around you.

you leaned into tom’s touch, your back resting against his chest, legs tangling with his as he interlocked his fingers with your own.

“thank you so much for being here, my love. i love you,” tom whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“i’ll be here whenever you need me. i’ll always come back to you.” you turned around, facing him. you kissed the corner of his lips, and he cupped your cheek, his lips meeting yours in a slow kiss, filled with emotion. your fingers played with his fingers as you moved to straddle his waist. “i love you,” you broke the kiss reluctantly. as much as you both wanted to make love that night, you’d made it your top priority that tom took his time off to rest as much as he could, and that included that first night.

you gave him one last kiss, going back to your previous position. the familiar and comfortable weight of his arms around you, the feeling of his lips on your neck, his chest rising and falling against your back, you couldn’t ask for anything better.

the peaceful environment you had created suddenly burst like a bubble as tom’s phone pinged over and over again. you heard him grunting, arms reluctantly leaving you.

tom chuckled, putting his phone on do-not-disturb and throwing it somewhere on the bed.

“you’re perfect for me, my favorite girl.” you smiled, leaning into his touch as he kissed you all over. sleep quickly taking over both of you.

tom swore his heart stopped when he’d seen the picture you posted. you’d never looked more beautiful than when you were staring up at him, your bottom lip between your teeth. the words you wrote as a caption were the last thing on his brain as he finally succumbed to sleep.

‘i said, “i bet you can’t keep this a secret for five months.” he said, “darling, i won’t make it past three.” @ tomholland2013 it’s been 10 months, who won?’

edit: i just saw henry cavill's ig post and omg what is my life. pls respect celebrities' privacy and relationships.

[holyalto]

♡ A Sims Tag! ♡

This is from ALMOST a year ago. I seen it in my drafts so it's getting posted NOW because I'm finally playing the sims again lol.

Show us a rendition of yourself in your own art! Can be anything! Sims render? Random stick figure? Picrew? Go nuts! (Just be sure to tag the artist if you use someone else’s picrew!!!!) Tag the blogs you want to know, and don’t be a dick that’s it! Also, feel free to answer as vague or in-depth as you want. And if you don’t want to answer a question for any reason just don’t vibe with it! Skip it if you wanna!

(original tag by morgynemberisagenderfluiddaddy and the original post is here. i was tagged by cosmiksims, thank you!!)

1.) Do you prefer to be referred by your name or blog name?

either one is fine with me! i go by my nickname on here anyway. my full name is mercedes. :)

2.) Where are you from?

ohio. i have never tasted anything except corn and chocolate covered blobs of peanut butter in my life. someone please help me.

3.) Do you have pets? 👀

yes! my fiance and i have quite a few. we have a cat named tiramisu, a guinea pig named cookie, a bearded dragon named borris, a leopard gecko named anubi and a florida king snake that i call roach because i can't pronounce his real name <3 (and i don't like him rip)

4.) Tell us about your “dream.”

i just want to be a good mother, partner, friend, family member, stranger. that's it. i know it's very simplistic but that's my dream. i want to be a good person.

5.) Aside from art, what are your hobbies?

my 'art' is playing the sims apparently hahahaha. uhm, i like other video games as well. more simulation management style. things like software inc, jurassic world evolution, project highrise, tropico, ANIMAL CROSSING EEEEE, etc.

6.) Does anyone irl know about your blog?

my fiance! he called my bee legacy 'fan fiction' and i nearly died.

7.) Do you know anyone from your blog irl?

nope.

8.) What are some fun facts about you?

i own every animal crossing main game. i still play pokemon go everyday. i have a six month old son who is VERY cute. and i'm turning 22 next month.

9.) What’s your day job?

i'm a stay at home mom :)

10.) What’s your aesthetic?

uh!! next question because i'm just... slob trait lmao

11.) What kind of artist are you?

i actually went to graphic design school. college sucks hard when you're mentally ill tho lol

12.) How did you get into your form of art?

art - wattpad. i was 12 and started making book covers for people haha. i got really into photo manipulation after that and took that as my focus in vocational school and then went and did about two semesters of it in college. sims - i was 11 and wanted the paranormal pack. my mom went out and bought it for me because i begged for it for days. i played with it daily and eventually collected all of the sims 3 packs except for the last one. it took me a long time to switch to sims 4 after release because i was stubborn. i bought it like four months late, opened it twice, hated that i didn't understand the controls, and refused to play it again until a few months later.

13.) What do you watch/listen/read/anything else while you create?

youtube mostly, in the background. a lot of flabaliki/simssupply and buzzfeed unsolved because i love them and their dumb faces so much.

14.) What meme would you use to describe yourself?

probably the 'not a thought behind those eyes' tiktok audio

15.) If you were on the run, what would you change your name to?

why would i just give away information i may need in the future

16.) Have you ever or do you want to change blog names?

yes! i want to but i have some cc that uses that name. so i'll stick with it.

17.) God forbid Tumblr decides to pull a MySpace and lets us have page songs, what song would you choose?

i would simply delete my blog.

and now, the tags. only if you’re comfortable though! ♡ just tagging the people i see most in my notifications. don't feel pressured <3 @almost-spring @coatedinhoney @whyhellosims + absolutely anyone else. just say i tagged you.

[saturnsummer]

flutter and kicks

notes: from lay's @/__ryubeom tweet + a pregnant solhwi anon ask. in headcanon form since it's more spontaneous! 

hello tumblr fam! i know, it’s been long... but ficfest and all has kept me kinda busy. a little different this time! a headcanon after a long time, since it’s more fun and easy on the eyes!

extra notes: drumstick reference to hospital playlist episode 4! a little reference to @scripturiends twitter au “dynasty” at the end. have fun! as usual, grammar mistakes by me!

attorney sol and prosecutor joon hwi have been married for a couple years, now well into their early thirties.

sol and joon hwi always take walks in the parks and wondered what it would be like if they had their own.

sol was initially hesitant, with her experience of broken families and having no dad figure. what makes her think her child could grow up in a loving family, if she didn't have one she could be a role model or look up to?

but joon hwi had it worse, having been an orphan from young, and raised by his uncle, his cousins, aunts and relatives ostracising him. yet, he still believed in the happy family he always wanted with sol.

he dreamt of kissing his kids good morning, sending them to school before going to work and sending his wife to work. on nights, they would work on their kid's homework together in fun ways and tuck them in bed after bedtime stories. they would spend the weekends at parks, meeting with seungjae's kid, and the children of their friends.

sol came round eventually, seeing how joon hwi never stopped believing. this time, it was different. joon hwi is not her father, nor is he her step father. he is han joon hwi, the man that saved her lives multiple times. han joon hwi, the man that stood by her when lee man ho was her biggest threat to her family. han joon hwi, the man who loves her, despite being a klutz in school.

he is han joon hwi, the man that loves her for every imperfection and perfection she has.

sol and joon hwi start trying for a baby, which is especially timely when kang sol's mom asks when is she gonna have a grandchild to hold and byeol pipes up saying she would love to have a brother as opposed to sister. (15 years with sisters have made her wonder what it would be to have a little baby boy in the house instead.)

a few weeks after their first time trying passes and sol has been feeling more tired. she's been busy with case after case at kang and park, so she doesn't think much.

only when she misses her period, she freezes. as stressed as she was, even in law school, she has never missed her period or was late. with shaky breaths, she wonders at the slightest chance of having a little life grow in her, as her hand unconsciously travels to her stomach.

sol is excited, but nervous at the thought that maybe nine to ten months later, she would have a child she can call her own in her arms.

over the weekend, sol raised this to joon hwi. joon hwi stops everything and even though he is beyond excited, he stays calm looking at how nervous sol is. together, they go out to get two pregnancy tests, where sol takes it.

the ten minutes of waiting were a complete torture for sol, as she paces back and forth.

"sol, stop pacing. you're going to burn a hole in our floor."

"joon! what- what if it really happens? i'm not ready! how are we ready? you just started your career in the prosecutor office, and i'm buried under cases! i can barely take care of my mom and byeol and myself, what about the child? oh no, what if i'm a bad mom?"

"honey, sit down. look, we'll get through this together okay? no one is ever ready for their first kid. remember seungjae-hyung? he freaked out the day juyeon-noona went into labour and he's a doctor! it's okay, just calm down, alright? do you want warm water?"

when the timer rings, they look at both the tests, showing the double lines indicating a positive test.

sol was pregnant. sol was going to be a mother. joon hwi was going to be a father. their family was starting.

shaking, sol finally let her emotions hit as her tears fall. she was so caught up worrying about herself, life, her work, family; she hadn't had time to process her own feelings on her own. she wanted the feeling of joy of holding her child. she wanted to know what it was like to share a mother's bond with a child.

joon hwi, looking at his wife, only hugged her as she teared up in happiness. his dream of having a family is finally coming. even better, his best friend, his biggest cheerleader, was next to him.

"what are you crying about? you should be happy!"

"j-joon h-hwi ah... we're going to be parents.."

but their journey was far from over. they booked an appointment with juyeon and made juyeon stay quiet about this. seeing the ultrasound and hearing the heartbeats of their unborn child was enough to move sol to another round of sobs and joon hwi held his wife's hand while the tears ran down his face. together, they smiled, knowing that a life was born and growing.

all could have been hidden, but seungjae walked in that moment, asking if his wife wanted to join for lunch. sol and joon hwi were prepared to lie, but having a printed ultrasound scan in their hands, and the fact that they were in juyeon's clinic, a OB-GYN clinic, confirmed suspicions.

"juyeonnie, do you want to go for— joon...hwi?"

"oppa..."

"ah, congratulations sol. congratulations joon hwi." seungjae only smiled looking at the best people he knew become parents. he recognised the pride in joonhwi's eyes, the same eyes he had when juyeon told him they were expecting.

the new parents smiled at their brotherly figure as they wished them a good lunch.

but out from the corner, yeseul spotted joonhwi and sol as she walked into the clinic and she locked eyes with sol. sol slams the door shut and drags joon hwi back and groans, letting a defeated whine.

"sol-ah, what's wrong?"

"yeseul is here! she's probably here for a regular check up, the one she told me about last month!"

and with that, their phones started beeping with countless notifications.

yeseul could put two and two together, especially when it wasn't just sol, but joon hwi in the clinic as well. she texted her boyfriend, bokgi, who spat out his soup when he was eating with yebeom, who sent a string of messages to the group chat.

when sol opens the door again, yeseul only gives a sheepish smile.

"yeseul ah..." sol sighs and joon hwi only smiles, too happy to hide this secret.

"sorry unnie, i can't miss the moment. congrats unnie, oppa! hello, seungjae-oppa, juyeon-unnie!"

"thank you, yeseul. we'll see you next week, as usual?"

behind them, seungjae grumpily argues with his wife.

"why are my ex-classmates seeing you more than i do? i literally work, like, five blocks down at the police station! they live all over seoul!"

"honey, let me see yeseul first, okay? then let's go get lunch. i heard they are serving drumsticks in the canteen today.”

-----

pregnancy wasn't easy for sol. she insisted on working, despite attorney park's orders to take on lesser cases in court. sol couldn't find it in her heart to reject her clients.

yeseul, working closer to sol, would lunch with her to make sure she eats for the sake of her baby. joon hwi did his best to join, despite sol's arguments to not bother and that she can care for herself.

her morning sickness was bad, and she would wake up giddy and nauseous. many times, joon hwi wanted to call jiho to ask him to cover him, but sol would not let him do it. she'll pull herself together and go to work, and promise to take work lightly.

on days she couldn't get out of bed and she was too tired, her mother would come over and cook her nutritious soups, stock their fridge with vitamins and supplements and tonics for sol.

sol's cravings were also odd. she was never one to like sweets, but she found herself craving sugary cakes, cookies and pastries. joon hwi made it a point to stock their cabinets with cookies and buy a cake whenever he could for his wife.

joon hwi was honestly the best husband anyone could ask for. he helped to tidy the house, clean the house while sol was resting. he made soups and tucked sol in bed on her down days.

sol felt bad that she was being cared for and doing nothing in return, but joon hwi would always remind her that she was already doing the most important job, which is to literally grow their kid inside her.

many nights before bed, they would sit together and their hands would rest on her stomach, as they whisper sweet things to their to-be child.

when sol first felt the kick of her child with joon, they smiled so wide, all exhaustion from reports and arguments in their offices were gone. all that mattered was their child responding.

yeseul was beyond excited, as she helped sol with getting furniture and clothes. the study group came together to help them set up a new cot in their small apartment, as the ladies sat while looking at the men, fixing a cot with much difficulty.

aunty yeseul was the first to buy a stuffed bunny for her unborn child, and sol b, even though she was usually cold, offered to babysit in the future.

eventually, attorney park made sol work at home instead of going to the office. she argued that professor kim eunsook was able to teach while pregnant, but attorney park only said "yang jonghoon's orders" and it was enough to shut her up from any complaints.

of course, professor yang. the only person attorney park really is afraid of and listens to.

when they found out that sol was having a boy, joon hwi was lost in thoughts, wondering if he will grow to be like himself. but sol only placed a hand over his and gave a comforting smile.

"remember what you said at the beginning? whatever it is, he will be of the next generation. from him, it will be different."

they then would discuss how they wanted joon hwi's dimples, sol's twinkling eyes and cheekbones and joon hwi's charming smile.

closer to the due date, jiho stepped in to cover for joon hwi as he started to work half days, afraid of leaving his wife at home. sol, now heavily pregnant, really only commuted to the bed from the bathroom and then to the table, where she would spend most of her time reading or doing something relaxing.

yeseul made sol put her on speed dial with sol b, just in case, and so they would be the first to know too.

the morning came when sol woke up to a wet bed and shook joon hwi awake when the contractions kicked in. joon hwi snapped out, grabbed their hospital bag and guided sol to the car where both of them spent the next day in the hospital as sol went through nine hours of labour pains, and another two hours pushing her baby boy.

joon hwi never left once, standing by her side and holding her hand as she pushed her baby out, wiping away the sweat from her face.

when the time came for him to be held in his mother's arms, sol only smiled, knowing that as tough as the past ten months of working, no caffeine and staying up late nights was, it was all worth it for the little life in her arms.

as his son's hand grabbed onto joon hwi's finger, joon hwi made a promise to love this child unconditionally, to guide him in the right direction and bring him up well. sol was right. from him onwards, it will be different.

welcome to the world, seungjun.

[magicaed]

if the garden crew had tumblr idea from mamon mouthlog

so the only reason aster is on tumblr is bc cara made it create an acc, it doesn't use it a lot just bc it doesn't see the point but aster does follow lots of plant + aes blogs bc they like looking at the pictures. occasionally theyll post pictures of their plants, they've done a few series of plant tracking like [picture of a pot of dirt + some seeds] "going to plant a cymbidium, aka boat orchid, will be bloomed in a few months, ready for the start of spring... -aster" then posted weekly updates of said plant. it also doesn't know what tags are so when posting does a few spaces after the caption and then #plant #green #garden etc.. aster has a decent following, but doesn't care bc it doesn't really know what that means... cara tried explaining all of it to them and aster just brushed her off then posted another plant picture. it doesnt really interact with other users except for when cara sends it asks and then it answers with something like "you just left the store why didn't you ask me when you were still here"

cara is very much tumblrina she has a carrd and everything, her blog is mostly reblogs with a few stupid personal posts, she tags aster in plant pictures + is one of those people who has a post limit streak of like. at least 15 days in a row. everyone gets super confused when they see syd + edel interacting with buns acc frequently, only popular bc of the interactions with syd and edel. she promos the garden shop a lot too (through her pictures of her destruction) like, "hey 1/2 off plants i may or may not have almost killed don't think about it too much" she changes her theme every other day and so the best advice would just be to not pay too much attention to her icon

syd is actually pretty active on tumblr, she posts behind the scenes on her photo shoots or videos of her training. her asks are always open + on certain days for like 2 hours she opens her dms to people to talk to her one on one. the only people she follows are cara, edel, and aster. she isn't very well known on tumblr bc most follow her twt or instagram + then are confused when she never posts (bc she posted on tumblr) but like everyone loves her, she makes sure to interact with people who make stuff for her/about her/or tag her in stuff + she does promos of her family's yarn shop occasionally. she has to have post notifs off bc they get at least 2000 notes each and otherwise it's just overwhelming

edel is the tumblr funnyman they have multiple callouts that don't mean anything to them bc they have enough friends that know the callouts that don't mean anything. i should clarify it's not like gayarsonist type shit it's just, people being stupid but yeah. multiple popular posts, can't get a break . super active, he doesnt actually answer asks much unless it's smth stupid. she's generally regarded to have a shitty attitude (unless interacting with mutuals or friends) which is why there's the callouts. when their bio says that they helped write the callouts, they did indeed help write the callouts. just via a different acc. tumblr is just all fun and games to edel and they're ready to watch the site burn. nero moments