#yes this is abt a PUBLISHED paper

[five-thousand-loaves-of-bread]

i fucking hate changing ASD autism spectrum disorder to ASC autism spectrum condition

tell me you only interact with a specific group of autistic people without telling me it

[theother-victoria]

I never knew switching majors could feel this liberating…

[flwrstqr]

— HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS (LHS - 이희승)

SYNOPSIS ! an advice writer, you, starts on a bold new project for an article aiming to explain how to drive a man away in just 10 days. your editor is supports, so you set out to find a suitable man for her experiment. meanwhile, executive heeseung is equally confident in his ability to make any woman fall in love with him within 10 days. when you and heeseung cross paths, things slightly go off plan.

THE CAST heeseung x writer! fem reader

GENRE s2l, fluff, comedy, romance

WORD COUNT 5k+

WARNINGS parties, kissing, small grammar errors, yn kind of playing with heeseung at first, swearing, angst, crying

DANi NOTEZ hii this is for my liz's new event!!! this i based the rom com, how to lose a guy in 10 days. i kind of changed up scenes but the main idea and plot is based on the iconic 2000s movie. i've been writing this for abt 2-3 days? i thought it was good enough for liz' event so here i am. anyways i hope u enjoy it ><

BEING A WRITER HAS BEEN YOUR NUMBER ONE GOAL EVER SINCE HIGH SCHOOL. Now, at age 23, you were finally standing at the gates of the biggest magazine company ever. The sight alone sent chills down your spine, filling you with exhilaration.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the doors and stepped inside. The bustling activity, the hum of the printer, and the aroma of bitter coffee greeted you. You made your way to the elevator and anxiously pressed the button for the 17th floor.

Upon arrival, you awkwardly walked into the office. Your heart was pounding, and your knees were slightly shaking. You approached the manager's office and opened the door, finding yourself sitting in front of your section's main manager.

"YN LN?" the woman asked.

"Yes, ma'am," you replied stiffly, nerves evident in your voice.

"Welcome to our magazine company," she greeted, shaking your sweaty hand.

"Thank you," you responded with your usual sweet smile.

"Well, why don't you get to work?" she laughed. Your eyes widened, and you quickly stammered an apology, rushing to find your new desk and start brainstorming ideas.

For nearly two hours, you gazed out the window, feeling empty. No ideas were coming to you. It always seemed that the best ideas came at the worst times, and now, when you needed them most, your mind was blank.

"YN, just think…" you whispered to yourself, running your fingers through your hair. You glanced around the office, hoping for inspiration. Your eyes settled on a young man and woman engaged in a flirtatious conversation. Watching them smile and laugh together made you wonder if they were a couple or just interested in each other. (happy couples really did give you an ick.)

Then, it happened. The perfect idea. An idea that could possibly get you promoted and shake the whole world.

Quickly scribbling on your paper, the title snapped into your mind: "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days."

YOU MIGHT BE WONDERING, how do you even lose a guy in 10 days? Easy—just find a guy and drive him away by doing stereotypical “girl things.” Sounds like a piece of cake, right?

“YN, that is one of the BEST ideas I’ve ever heard!” your editor, Yeseo, exclaims.

“Really?” you ask, eagerly smiling.

“It’s perfect! It would catch everyone’s attention!” Yeseo explains, her eyes lighting up as she imagines the situation.

“So, how are you going to write this?” Yeseo raises an eyebrow.

“I’ll try it out myself and document my experiences. That way, it’s more authentic,” you shrug.

“That sounds great. Just journal your experiences each day,” Yeseo nods, agreeing with your plan. “I’m so excited to see the final product, YN. Email me once you’re finished, and we’ll get it published within weeks.”

You give her a quick smile before leaving her office, ready to start your new adventure.

PARTIES. USUALLY ONE OF THE THINGS YOU ABSOLUTELY HATED. The noise of couples kissing, people screaming, and music blasting through the speakers was just not your thing. The way sweaty bodies brush against each other as they chug alcohol. Parties are truly the thing you hate the most.

“So you’re telling me your new article for the magazine is about how to get a boy to dump you in 10 days?” Karina raised her eyebrow.

“In other words, yes,” you smiled. “I mean, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“Possibly it not working,” Giselle interjected.

“Well, it will. I’ve planned the whole thing,” you grinned with a hint of pride. “My editor was impressed. I’m sure it’ll work.”

“If you say so,” Karina laughed at your confidence.

“So basically, YN will get a boyfriend before me?” Ningning asked, shocked.

“Well, he’s not gonna be my boyfriend. He’s more like a test,” you replied uncertainty. As you continued to explain your plan, you felt a gaze fixed on you from across the room.

A FEW MINUTES BEFORE

“I bet you can’t get a girlfriend,” Jake joked.

“I can,” Heeseung rolled his eyes.

“Wanna bet on it, then?” Jake's eyes glinted with playfulness.

“Deal,” Heeseung confirmed.

“If you get that girl over there as your girlfriend, then I’ll give you a thousand dollars.” Jake smirked, pointing at you across the room.

“Her?” Heeseung raised his eyebrow as he checked you out. You were pretty to his eyes, though he wasn’t sure if he had the courage to approach you.

“Yup, her,” Jake grinned.

“Deal, I’ll have her in my arms within a day,” Heeseung winked before walking over to ask for your number.

NOW

“No way my plan will fail–” your voice stopped as Heeseung approached, tapping your shoulder lightly.

“Hi,” he greeted you with a welcoming smile.

“Uh, hi?” you replied, confused.

“You’re kind of cute. Can I get your number?” Heeseung asked, the words not quite rolling off his tongue as he had never done this before.

Your cheeks burned slightly as you stared. “Sure?” He was quite cute, with his sweet smile and perfectly styled hair. You gave him your number, and he mentioned he would text you later before walking off.

“YN, you know what that means?” Giselle raised her eyebrow.

“Huh?” you looked confused.

“You can use him as your test,” Winter recalled. Your eyes then widened. Perfect! He would be the perfect subject for your new article. Now, how were you going to make him yours?

YOU SIT ON YOUR BED, staring at your phone, debating whether to text Heeseung first. Your fingers hover over the keyboard, a mixture of nervousness and excitement bubbling inside you. Finally, you take a deep breath and type out a message.

YN: Hi, it’s YN. We met at the party earlier, you asked for my number. :)

You hit send and immediately feel a rush of anxiety. What if he doesn’t respond? What if he thinks you’re weird? You try to distract yourself by scrolling through social media, but the minutes feel like hours. Suddenly, your phone buzzes.

Heeseung: Hey, of course I remember. How's your night going? 

YN: It’s going good, just relaxing now. How about you?

Heeseung: Same here. Just got home. That party was a bit too much for me, tbh

You smile, feeling a little more at ease.

YN: Agreed, not rlly a party person lmao

Heeseung: Really? Me neither. I actually prefer a quiet night with some good music.

YN: Same, what kind of music do you like?

Heeseung: I listen to a lot like R&B and indie ig

YN: oh rlly? Same w me 

Heeseung: oh that’s cool

Heeseung: also wanna meet up one day?

YN: That would be amazing. I’m totally up for it.

Heeseung: Cool, it’s a date then. :)

You can’t help but smile at his message, feeling a flutter of excitement.

YN: Sounds like a plan.

Heeseung: It’s getting late. I should probably get some sleep. But I’m glad we got to talk tonight.

YN: Me too. Sleep well, Heeseung. Talk to you tomorrow?

Heeseung: Definitely. Goodnight, YN. :)

You set your phone down, a smile still on your face. This might just be the start of something interesting.

YOU TAKE A DEEP BREATH, smoothing out your outfit one last time before stepping into the restaurant. Heeseung is already there, waiting at a table near the window. He spots you and waves, a warm smile spreading across his face. You give a small smile back. 

“Hi,” you greet him as you sit down.

“Hey,” he replies, “You look great.”

“Thanks, you too.”

The waiter comes over to take your orders, and there’s a moment of awkward silence as you both look at the menus.

“So, uh, do you come here often?” Heeseung asks, attempting to break the ice.

“Actually, it’s my first time,” you admit.

“I see,” Heeseung awkwardly laughs. 

AFTER DINNER, you both step outside into the cool evening air, feeling more comfortable in each other’s presence.

“That was really nice,” Heeseung says, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Yeah, it was,” you agree, feeling a sense of relief that the awkwardness from earlier has faded.

You walk side by side down the quiet street, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

“Do you live far from here?” Heeseung asks, breaking the silence.

“Not too far. Just a few blocks away,” you reply, glancing at him.

“Oh I see,” he says, smiling.

As you continued walking, the two of you began to chatter off. The conversation flows effortlessly, and you find yourself laughing at his jokes and sharing your own stories.

“Did you see the sunset earlier?” Heeseung asks, pointing to the sky, which is now painted with shades of orange and pink.

“Yeah, it was beautiful,” you say, smiling at the sight.

“I had a really good time tonight,” Heeseung says, looking at you with a soft smile.

“Me too,” you reply, feeling a warmth spread through you.

As you reach your street, you both come to a stop.

“Well, I guess this is where we part ways,” Heeseung says, looking a little reluctant to leave.

“Yeah,” you say, feeling a twinge of disappointment.

“Thanks for tonight, YN. I had a great time,” he says, stepping closer to you, “Maybe another time we can hang out again.�� 

“Thank you too, Heeseung. That sounds great,” you reply, feeling a rush of happiness.

 YOU DECIDE IT'S TIME TO PUT YOUR PLAN INTO ACTION. You’ve thought through every detail, determined to see if your article concept works in real life. Step one: find an ugly dog and some hideous clothes. You’ve got the perfect ideas in mind.

You meet Heeseung outside his apartment, holding a small, scruffy dog with a face only its owner could love. You flash him a bright smile as he opens the door.

“Surprise!” you exclaim. “I got us a dog!”

Heeseung’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight of the dog. “Uh, wow, YN. That’s…unexpected.”

“Isn’t he adorable?” you gush, ignoring the bewilderment on Heeseung’s face. “I named him Snuggles.”

“Snuggles, huh?” Heeseung says, trying to muster enthusiasm. “Yeah, he’s…something.”

You place Snuggles in Heeseung’s arms, watching as the dog licks his face with an enthusiastic, slobbery tongue. Heeseung grimaces slightly but manages a strained smile.

“Let’s take him for a walk,” you suggest brightly, grabbing a garishly colored leash from your bag.

Later that evening, you bring out the next part of your plan: an outfit so hideous that it should be impossible for Heeseung to bear. You hand him a neon green tracksuit with orange polka dots and a pair of mismatched shoes.

“I thought we could match!” you say, revealing your identical outfit. “Isn’t it fun?”

Heeseung looks at the clothes, then back at you, clearly unsure how to respond. “Wow, YN. This is…unique.”

“You don’t like it?” you ask, pouting slightly.

“No, no, it’s great,” he says quickly. “I’ll just, uh, go change.”

When he returns, you both look like you’ve stepped out of a bad 80s workout video. You can’t help but laugh at the absurdity, but Heeseung seems to be struggling to keep a straight face.

“Let’s go grab dinner,” you say, linking your arm with his. “I made reservations at that fancy restaurant downtown.”

At the restaurant, the two of you turn heads as you walk in, dressed in your eye-searing outfits. The hostess tries to maintain her professionalism as she leads you to your table, but you can see the corners of her mouth twitching.

Throughout dinner, you do your best to be as irritating as possible. You chew with your mouth open, talk loudly, and insist on ordering the strangest items on the menu.

“Are you sure you want the pizza?” Heeseung asks, a note of disbelief in his voice.

“Absolutely,” you reply, grinning. “And I think you should try it too!”

Heeseung hesitates but eventually nods. “Sure, why not?” 

Here you were, sitting on your bed as you write your story. Typing away and zoning out, it had to be working right? He obviously would be over you by next week. All you needed was one more shove to drive him away soon as possible. Just 5 more days..

YOU PUSH YOUR CART THROUGH the aisles of the grocery store, scanning the shelves for the items on your list. As you reach for a box of cereal, you hear a familiar voice behind you.

“YN?”

You turn to see Heeseung approaching, a smile lighting up his face. “Oh, hi Heeseung,” you say with a smile.

“Nice to see you here,” he says, falling into step beside you.

“Yeah, I just needed to grab a few things,” you reply, feeling a bit flustered by his presence.

Heeseung nods, and for a moment, there’s an awkward silence as you both continue browsing. Suddenly, you realize you can’t reach the item you need on the top shelf.

“Um, Heeseung, do you think you could help me with something?” you ask, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Of course, what do you need?” he replies, stepping closer.

“I just need to grab that box up there,” you say, pointing to the top shelf.

“Sure thing,” Heeseung says, reaching up to grab the box.

But as he stretches, you accidentally bump into him, causing him to lose his balance. In a split second, you reach out to steady him, but instead, you end up stumbling backward, crashing to the ground on top of him. Your face merely inches from each other. 

“I’m sorry about that!” you exclaim, your face burning with embarrassment.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” he says, his cheeks also flushed as he helps you up.

“Um, we should probably get up,” you say, feeling flustered.

“Yeah, definitely,” Heeseung agrees, scrambling to his feet.

You both straighten your clothes and try to regain your composure, but the awkwardness lingers in the air.

“Well, um, thanks for trying to help,” you say, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Anytime,” Heeseung replies with a sheepish smile. You exchange a quick awkward glance before awkwardly walking back to do your own things.

YOU AND HEESEUNG STEP INTO THE DIMLY LIT MOVIE THEATER, the smell of popcorn filling the air. You’ve been looking forward to this night out, hoping it will help end your plan to drive him away. As you settle into your seats, the lights dim, and the movie begins.

The film is a romantic comedy, and as the story unfolds, you find yourself getting lost in the plot. But when the characters share a kiss on screen, you feel a sudden tension between you and Heeseung.

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye, and you can see that he’s watching you, his expression unreadable. You both look away awkwardly, feeling a flush of embarrassment.

As the movie progresses, the tension between you only grows. You can feel Heeseung’s eyes on you, and you struggle to focus on the screen, your heart pounding in your chest.

Suddenly, as another kiss happens, Heeseung leans in closer to you. You freeze, unsure of what to do. Is he going to kiss you? But then, almost as if on cue, Heeseung leans in closer, his lips hovering just inches from yours. His breath mingles with yours, his warm exhales tickling your skin as he leans in, his lips drawing closer to yours. You can feel the gentle brush of his breath against your mouth, sending shivers down your spine. 

Your heart pounds in your chest as you feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. And then, in a heartbeat, he closes the gap between you, his lips pressing softly against yours. It’s a gentle kiss, but hesitant at first, but soon it deepens. You can’t help but respond, your hands finding their way to his shoulders.

You melt into the kiss, losing yourself in the sensation of his lips against yours.  When you finally pull away, your heart is racing, and your mind is buzzing with emotions. You meet Heeseung’s gaze, and you can see the same uncertainty reflected in his eyes.

“Wow,” he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of the movie.

“Yeah,” you murmur, at a loss for words.

As the movie comes to an end, you both sit in silence, the weight of what just happened hanging in the air. But despite the awkwardness, you can’t shake the feeling that something has shifted between you.

As you leave the theater, you can’t help but replay the kiss in your mind, feeling a sense of warmth and longing that you can’t ignore. And as you walk hand in hand with Heeseung, you realize with a start that maybe, just maybe, you’re falling in love.

AS YOU LIE IN BED THAT NIGHT, the events of the evening replay in your mind. The gentle touch of Heeseung's lips against yours, the warmth of his embrace—it all stuck in your head. 

You stare up at the ceiling, think to yourself.  Love? It's a word you're not ready to utter, a feeling too intense to comprehend. You try to push the thought aside. 

You roll onto your side, pulling the covers tighter around you. You couldn’t be in love? All that effort you put in to get rid of him. It was your 8th day, just two more days. You couldn’t do it anymore. As you drift off to sleep, the question echoes in your mind. Are you falling in love with Heeseung? 

THE REALIZATION HITS YOU like a ton of bricks, leaving you feeling breathless. Could it be true? Are you actually falling in love with Heeseung?

The thought consumes you as you go about your day. By the time evening arrives, you can't shake the feeling that you needed to end it.

Summoning every ounce of courage, you pick up your phone and dial your editor's number. When she answers, you get yourself together for the conversation ahead.

"Hey, it's me," you begin, "I need to talk to you about the article."

There's a pause on the other end of the line, and you can almost hear the curiosity in her voice as she responds. "Sure, what's up?"

"I… I can't write it," you admit, the words feeling like a confession. "I just don't feel right about it anymore."

There's a moment of silence before your editor speaks again, her tone firm."No, you're writing it," she says, leaving no room for argument.

"But—" you start to protest, but she cuts you off before you can continue.

"No buts," she insists. "We've already agreed on the topic, and you're the best person for the job. I expect to see the first draft on my desk by the end of the week."

You sigh, feeling defeated. It's clear that your editor isn't going to budge on this issue, and you know that arguing further would be a waste.

"Okay," you say reluctantly, resigning yourself to the task at hand. "I'll get it done."

AS YOU SIT ON YOUR COUCH, trying to make sense of everything that's happened, until you hear Heeseung pick up a call. 

“ Heeseung!" Jake's voice crackles through the phone, filled with excitement. "So, have you sealed the deal yet? Win YN over?"

Your heart skips a beat at the mention of your name and you instinctively lean in closer, eager to hear his response. But as you listen, the color drains from your face, and a cold dread settles in the pit of your stomach.

"The bet that I could get YN in 10 days?," Heeseung's voice comes through the phone, his words cutting through the air, "I thought I could, but…" 

Your heart shatters. Your knees started to shake. How could you have been so blind? How could you have let yourself fall for someone who was playing a game with your feelings?

Before you can hear the rest of his sentence, you leave the room silently. "I thought I could, but…" The words replay in your head.As the reality sinks in, you realize that you may have just broken your own heart, listening in on a conversation that was never meant for your ears.  He played with you. He was using you. You feel like a fool, blindsided by the truth that's been staring you in the face all along. 

You walk yourself to the nearest taxi before coming back to your empty apartment. You lie on bed, your palms on your eyes, sobbing quietly. Why should you care? I mean he was just an experiment — right? 

THE MORNING SUNLIGHT FILTERS through the curtains as you sit on your bed, thoughts rushing through your mind. The wounds from last night were still raw, as you feel tired and sick. You kew what you have to do. You began to type your last paragraph of the article before submitting it to your editor. 

With the article sent, you feel a mix of anxiety and relief. You know the revised piece is honest and raw, reflecting your own experience. But there’s one more thing you need to do to truly move forward.

To: Editor Yeseo

Subject: Resignation Letter

Dear Yeseo,

I am writing to formally resign from my position as a writer, effective immediately. I appreciate the opportunities I have had here and the support from the team, but I must prioritize my well-being at this time.

Thank you for your understanding.

Sincerely, YN

You hit send, feeling an overwhelming amount of pain. Being a writer had been your dream job, but now, it feels like a chapter you need to close. As you sit in your now-quiet apartment, you feel a pang of sadness. The memories of the past few weeks with Heeseung linger, but you push them aside. 

You start with your closet, pulling out clothes and sorting them into piles: keep, donate, and toss. You take down the photos and posters from the walls, each one a reminder of the life you’re leaving behind.

Next, you move to the kitchen, packing up dishes, utensils, and small appliances. You wrap everything carefully, methodically, as if each item represents a piece of your heart that you’re trying to protect. 

Your phone buzzes with messages from Heeseung, but you ignore them. Making them be left on delivered. You move to the living room, packing up books, DVDs, and mementos. You’re not just packing up your belongings; you’re packing up your old life, preparing to move on and start new.

IN HIS DIMLY LIT APARTMENT, Heeseung sits on the edge of his bed, the glow of his laptop screen casting shadows across his face. His heart pounds in his chest as he opens the email attachment—a document titled "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days—And Fall in Love in the Process" by [Your Name].

As the page loads, he takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he's about to read. The cursor hovers over the first paragraph, and with a trembling hand, he begins to scroll down. 

Heeseung sits at his desk, his heart pounding in his chest as he reads the article that has just landed in his inbox. With each word, his emotions spiral into a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief.

"When I set out to write this article..."

He reads the opening sentence, his brow furrowing in confusion. What article is this? And why does it sound so familiar?

As he continues to read, the pieces start to fall into place. The description of the article, the unexpected turn of events—it's all too familiar, too painful to ignore.

"I met someone who was supposed to be just a test subject..."

Heeseung's breath catches in his throat as he realizes what he's reading. This is about him. About the bet, about the article he overheard, about everything.

He reads on, his heart pounding louder with each passing sentence:

When I set out to write this article, the plan was simple: follow a set of steps to make a guy dump me in ten days. It was supposed to be a fun, light-hearted challenge—a piece to entertain our readers. But life, as it often does, had other plans.

I met someone who was supposed to be just a test subject. But as the days went by, something unexpected happened. The more I tried to push him away, the closer we became. Every awkward moment, every forced argument, every silly plan to drive him away only brought us closer together.

I found myself laughing at his jokes, looking forward to our time together, and, against all odds, feeling a connection I hadn't anticipated. What started as a challenge turned into a journey of discovery—not just about him, but about myself.

I realized that love isn't something you can plan or control. It sneaks up on you when you least expect it, breaking down the walls you've carefully built around your heart. And sometimes, the person you're trying to lose ends up being the one you can't imagine living without.

So, dear readers, this isn't the article I set out to write. It's not about foolproof ways to make a guy dump you. Instead, it's a story about how, in the process of trying to push someone away, I found myself falling in love. It's messy, it's unexpected, and it's beautiful.

Life has a funny way of turning our plans upside down. And sometimes, the best stories are the ones we never meant to write.

He closes the magazine, his mind spinning with thoughts of you. He knows he needs to find you, to talk to you, to tell you how he feels. He can't let this opportunity slip away, can't let the chance to be with you slip through his fingers.

With a sense of determination, Heeseung rises from his seat, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows he has to find you, to tell you how he feels, to see if maybe, just maybe, you feel the same way too.

HEESEUNG'S HEART RACES AS HE RUSHES THROUGH THE STREETS, his mind consumed with thoughts of you. He knows he needs to find you, to talk to you, to tell you everything.

As he rounds the corner, he sees your apartment building looming ahead. His steps quicken, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He's so close now, so close to finally telling you how he feels.

But as he reaches your building, his heart sinks at the sight before him. He sees movers loading boxes into a truck parked outside, and he realizes with a sinking feeling that you're moving away.

Heeseung's chest tightens with panic, his mind racing as he searches for a solution. He can't let you slip away, can't let this chance to be with you slip through his fingers. He rushes toward the building, his thoughts jumbled all up. 

As he bursts through the door, he sees you standing in the hallway, a suitcase at your feet, tears streaming down your face. His heart breaks at the sight of your sadness, and he knows he needs to act fast.

"Y/N!" he calls out, his voice echoing through the empty hallway. You turn to face him, your eyes widening in surprise at the sight of him standing there.

"Heeseung?" you whisper, your voice trembling with emotion. "What are you doing here?"

Heeseung takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he's about to say. "I need to talk to you," he says, his voice filled with urgency. "There's something I need to tell you, something I should have told you a long time ago."

He steps closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours. "I was part of the bet," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "But it was never about winning a thousand dollars or proving anything to Jake. It was about proving something to myself—to prove that I could be the kind of guy who deserves someone like you."

Tears well up in your eyes as you listen to his confession, your heart aching with a mix of sadness and hope. "Heeseung…" you whisper, reaching out to touch his hand.

But Heeseung doesn't wait for you to say anything more. With a surge of courage, he leans in and presses his lips to yours, pouring all of his love and longing into the kiss. 

As Heeseung's lips meet yours in that soft, tender kiss, his hands gently find their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

You feel the heat of his body against yours, the closeness intensifying the sensation of his lips moving against yours. His touch is gentle yet possessive, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin as if memorizing every curve of your body.

You pull away, staring and laughing for a moment. 

"I love you," you whisper softly. 

"I love you more," he smiles back, quietly leaning his forehead against yours to quickly catch his lips on yours again. Maybe writing that article wasn't so bad after all.

[oceanfalls-official]

Mailbag time! #1

Hello!! As promised I'll be publishing most answered asks in bulk like this. The questions that need longer, more thorough, paragraph-y responses will be published individually, but I'm grouping all the little ones here.

So here we go! Questions are below the cut.

AshenChromatic: if ruit cant beat suvi in a rap battle.... could... selene? who can save us?

Nights: I think she could put up a damn good fight, maybe even win it if she decide to get super serious. She's definitely the savior we're looking for... Also I put this ask first because it's the only non-anon ask I got in a long time woah!

Anonymous: Which oceanfalls characters thinks abt dinosaurs

Nights: The easy answer is to just say Five, so I'm not gonna limit it to that. I think Diana also thinks about them a lot but on a more involved scientific level. I also think Kaji is someone who would find big cool beast creatures very badass, so he definitely WOULD think about dinosaurs a lot. I bet he even makes cool paintings of dinosaurs hanging out with sharks like a dork.

Anonymous: where does boyfriend let u pet him this is rly important

Nights: For now, just the top of his head. Who knows if there are other spots... Even Meimona has yet to properly befriend him enough to know! You're gonna have to wait for a brave and perhaps more understanding character to get close and find out the hard way. He does allow cheek poking though.

Anonymous: were solis and suvillan meant to come off so intensely queer or was that just something that happened by coincidence

Nights: Not really! I didn't know it could be read that way at all. They're ruler-and-follower who have some baggage left from a former friendship that is yet to be addressed, which as we've seen really bothers Solis in particular. But they have never had romantic interest in each other.

Anonymous: when is ruits bedtime

Nights: Whenever he pleases. He'll retire earlier if it's a night without a lot of work, otherwise he'll be up late if needed.

Anonymous: does meimona like spaghetti

Nights: Definitely. She also likes noodles for the same reason as spaghetti: Long Strings of Food are fun to eat.

Anonymous: Oceanfalls MBTI/Ennegram/Love Languages

Nights: I contemplated doing the MBTI test to find out the answer to this, but it's too time consuming to do that approximately 12 times... so I will leave it to you to assign them with your judgement! Ennegram looks obvious enough. I will leave that to you too! And I don't think I can answer for the Love Languages myself, either. It's out of my comfort zone of how far I'm willing to think and talk about these characters' details. Cheers!

Anonymous: Who in Oceanfalls would be the best cuddler?

Nights: This is also a question beyond my comfort zone. You can probably decide it judging by comic panels or something!

Anonymous: I'm curious about how the winged can sleep comfortably at all, especially the ones with big pair of wings. Do they often sleep on their sides or on their fronts, and do they get scoliosis from this??

Nights: They don't all have to lie to down to sleep. Some can sleep standing up, sitting, lying down, or upside down. Think birds and bats. The ones with big wings will usually wrap it around themselves like a blanket and snooze. If they do lie down, winged with smaller wings can get away with lying on their backs. Otherwise, it's probably down to the sides or on the front, yes!

Anonymous: How big is the Midworld, as a measurement? What’s it’s diameter? And how far above it is the Winged Overworld?

Nights: I'm really bad with numbers for measuring things like this. As in, I've never put exact measurements for it on paper, it just ended up the way it is from guesstimating with my eyes and what made sense for what I wanted to do. You'll have to simply judge it for yourself from what the visuals in the comics show! If you ask me, I would just say it's big enough to fit a winged civilization, and high enough for its civilization's features to not be so easily visible from midworld level.

Anonymous: what are suvi and ruits favorite insults for each other

Nights: Suvillan (and Corona) really likes calling Ruit overgrown. But I don't think Ruit has any kind of creative specific insult that he uses in return... he used to be more of a petty bully when he was a teen, but not anymore. He's a boring guy who resorts to words like "bastard", and only because the literal meaning of it does apply to Suvillan.

Anonymous: Sorry if this sounds nosy or weird, but have you thought of sexualities for your characters???

Nights: I don't remember if I answered this before, but I don't think I did and I can't find it anywhere on the blog, so I'll do it now... Yeah I did for parts of story where it was relevant. I generally don't go deep about sexual-related details of my characters if it's not needed for their arcs or the story's plot in some way. Otherwise, I don't think about it much.

Anonymous: how many times has eidolon been banned from online games and services and how many alternative accounts does she own

Nights: Probably more than you or I could count with all of our hands combined. I bet she needs spreadsheets to keep track of that at this point...

Anonymous: would kaji drink alcohol out of one of those like holographic disney princess cups

Nights: ...This thing???

I think I had that when I was kid. My mom tossed it out because those straws grow mold if you don't clean them well. Uh, anyway, no, Kaji's like almost 30 years old. He'd be the one throwing out YOUR holographic disney princess cup to protect YOU from evil rotting straws. Maybe if you ask really nicely he'd have a single sip, though.

Anonymous: do you th ink propseroous horn would like be able to be pulled back and then it'd fling back like one of those door stoppers and it'd go boiyayanang

Nights: This made me think of humans making door stoppers shaped like monster horns to make fun of them and that's a very good idea in itself. No I'm not going to answer. boiyayanang

[blueberry-sunshines]

U asked the Co-writer of good omens abt the book and how u were gonna do a research project for ur AP class based on that

R u gonna publish it? Can u cause I’d honestly love to read something like that

Good luck on ur paper- from an AP capstone research student 🫡

YES I ABSOLUTELY WANT TO PUBLISH IT IM PUTTING AN INSANE AMOUNT OF WORK INTO IT. only problem is that I did this in a physical book with paper and pencil (and drew fan art in it) so I would have to find a way to convert it to digital in order to post my Good Omens summer journal.

However, my paper on Mr. Gaiman will not be written until the end of this school year and it will definitely be only a digital copy.

Hopefully he will enjoy my research on his work and hopefully he won’t see it and think “uhhh that fact is incorrect” 💀💀💀💀

[aristre]

aristre 🥹🥹pls tell me which UCs gojo, geto, shoko, nanami, megumi, nobara, and yuuji would get accepted into and attend + bonus points if you classify them as college stereotypes

yes baby anything. ANYTHING. for you. guys you can request too don't let aaesuki carry my blog by herself please

jjk characters & universities of california

satoru gojo

ucla

accepted by all the ucs except uc merced btw ty aaesuki for the idea. bro is so mad he drives down to uc merced in his fanciest prettiest clothes to strut around and geto is in the passenger seat like lol (are you serious).

but no ofc he's ucla. dude's on frat row getting wasted and banging every single hot person on gayley. he shows up to lecture once in a while not to listen but to look pretty while everyone stares and whispers abt him. ruins every single stem curve. god i hate him

i think his favorite dining hall would be epicuria because he has fine taste :)

suguru geto

ucla

dude i think he'd go to uc irvine but aaesuki was like no he and gojo go together so whatever. he actually shows up to lecture 40% of the time and has good notes. he sells them for $20 and makes a tidy profit unlike gojo who buys an ipad and proceeds to play temple run on it instead of writing notes.

he goes to peet's coffee after lecture and orders a caramel latte or sthing fruity except when he looks for his meal ticket he realizes he forgot to redeem one. everyone in line gives him theirs

ieri shoko

uc san diego

she is a woman in stem and she hates socializing (i think) so nowhere is better than uc socially distant. if she's not in her single dorm she's in that big ass building on campus where it gets progressively more quiet as you go up and she's in the most quiet floor. i don't go to ucsd

i think she would be in a lab freshman year, doing clinical research sophomore year, and publishing papers junior year. goes to grad school at stanford or something ..

kento nanami

uc berkeley

im so sorry im so sorry i have to put u here nanami. i was gonna say he goes to croads for fun but i can't even say that cuz he would never do that. bro is the guy who tells people in the libraries to be quiet since some people need to study. bro also shows up to every single lecture in the front row and asks insightful questions the profs love him

he rooms w haibara his second year after they get kicked out of the dorms cuz ucb hates providing housing :3

megumi fushiguro

uc berkeley

im so sorry goomi that u would go to uc berkeley. i mean what. go bears! brain like berkeley! anyways dude's on that 4.0 gpa 25 creds a semester 4 extracurriculars shows up to office hours kinda guy. he DOES go to croads but only bc it's close by and he doesn't want to spend money on doordash but he rlly should. he should get doordash

accidentally gets drunk at a party he was dragged too and drunk texts the yuuji + nobara gc but because he's so hammered it comes out like "mile read my" and when they're like what he sends the blurriest selfie except he's not even in it it's his hair and half a finger.

nobara kugisaki

uc santa barbara

yassss prison dorms prison school. never attends lectures, but gets decent grades anyways. often out partying and shopping but also a fan of studying in the library after putting on makeup and picking out a fit good enough to gag the students from abroad. gets dole whip from that one dining hall. yea

hates the lagoon cuz it stinks bad but still goes there anyways when she needs some time to relax

yuuji itadori

uc davis

go!! aggies!!!! let's be real he accepted cuz he heard there were cows and there are cows. he loves the cows. dude i think he would be a target and costco fan he likes to go in there and walk around and stare at everything. except he has to drive to sac to get to target since they don't have one at davis LMFAOOOO ..... go aggies!

got food poisoning from the dc chicken but he still went back for seconds. got food poisoning again. friends had to hold him back but he went for thirds anyways. bonus points to anyone who guesses what happened after

[batsnacks]

MY ART | MY WRITING | ASKS

Oooh I guess I’ll make this as a pinned post for new followers! Btw, as a reminder, this is a side blog of mine, so unfortunately I cannot send asks or follow from this account :-(

Under the cut are some frequent asks/questions I get!

• What is your name/pronouns?

You can either call me Brax, Braxton, or BatSnacks! I allow B as well. Pls do not call me Bat or Batty, hahaha!

I use any/all pronouns! I am trans masc, if that helps you decide how to refer to me.

• Did you write Bite The Lightning?

Yes! Idk why ppl keep asking this!!! LOL

• Do you take writing prompts?

Maybe! I’ve never really done any writing outside of my own whims, and I’m a pretty new writer. If something is sent my way and I like it, I’ll probably run with it, like I did for Stun Gun Lullaby!

• Do you only ship JayTim?

JayTim has been my #1 ship since I was 12 years old, so they are top tier for me, but TimKon is an extremely close second. I’m not the type to care abt what people do or don’t ship, I’m just here for my own fun! I like exploring different dynamics.

• You draw AND write?

Yes! I do much more than that, too!

• Do you do commissions?

For now, I only ever offer commissions on my closed, private Twitter for my closest friends. Sorry!

• Do you allow art prompts/requests?

Maybe! Similar with writing, if I like the prompt/idea, I might run with it!

• How do you know [x] person?

I probably just said hi to them on ao3, Twitter, or Tumblr, and went from there!

• How long have you been married?

I’ve been with my husband for 7.5 years! We’ve basically been married the entire time LOL but we only officially got it down on paper in late 2022.

• Does your husband know you write fic/draw?

Yes! He doesn’t like long form fics, so he hasn’t read any of mine, but he’s very aware of my stuff. He encouraged me to publish Bite The Lightning because originally I kept it to myself, and he’s always liked my writing so he wanted others to read it as well.

As for art, he also definitely knows about that! I don’t feel the need to hide anything from him!

[chaotic-tired-cat]

Hey I'm gonna hijack this post to pour my geology energy over it for a second. Sorry abt that, op. (Also the artist is Ray Troll if anyone is curious)

So the bad news is that an extinction event has already started.

The good news is that scientists have plans to change it, and they're pretty simple.

(Preface: I don't know what's common knowledge. This may be news or obvious. Scientific communication is a complex feild I still get turned around with because the strategy for getting shit done involves how much doom and gloom is enough to get people moving without crushing spirits.)

We are absolutely 100% in an extinction event. If the Sixth Mass Extinction has technically started yet is kind of still up for debate, with more and more scientists leaning towards the answer of yes, we are now in a Big Sixth "Oh No" Time. Some articles and papers take it for granted, while steadily fewer try to disprove it.

We are in a big extinction event. I mean, just look at that:

Yikes.

I'm on the debate side of, "yes, it's already here." Look it up and choose for yourself after reading a few articles.

How to read scientific articles without making your brain melt: The abstract of a paper says most of what you need, plus the intro if you're still confused - skip to read results second, before skimming the whole thing. If you have the mental strength to read in depth then do so, but that's not needed for this kind of wide-scale search. My ask box is always open to help make that language accessible. Get at minimum three articles, at least one you instinctively disagree with, before starting on your opinion. Check the source section for like two seconds tops - if 90% of the sources by the same person, go back to cast a wider search result net. You've gone either too niche or into unreliable territory at that point. Grab from those debating if directly and those that accept the "current Sixth Mass Extinction" as fact.

Here's a starter kit of randomized sources it took me like two minutes to find: a debate, a second debate but different, vertebrae population loss, another (also different) debate, frog article, if taxidermy is more your vibe. A library should get you access to some locked articles. If that fails and it really matters to you, you can probably email the researcher. Those I've reached out to generally don't mind sharing published work if so long as the request is polite, humble, and honest about your curiosity. Be sure to thank them if they reply, regardless of the answer.

Here’s the good news about this big picture extinction problem:

We can change details.

(Okay, we can change a lot more than details. In a maximum efficiency scenario where people in high power positions through money, politics, and such can stick to the script experts provided, we would do so much it genuinely gives me shivers.)

I’m also aware it’s easy to be cynical and so will speak accordingly: there is still hope. The most effective response for this that I’ve seen so far comes from looking at where you are, finding one single changeable thing, and going fuckin’ wild. This is generally agreed as the best strategy for working class folks.

You burn out otherwise. Don't multitask to do everything.

A guy who lives near me has singlehandedly turned most of an island around, ecologically, by spending the majority of his free time weeding out invasive plant species. He did that all alone. Saved the forest near his family and neighbors. It's incredible.

There's more, too. The ferries I pass every day are being offered a chance to convert to partially electric instead of burning diesel. Controlled burning (which is so healthy for our forests) is back on the table as a method to reduce seasonal fires, which will allow plant life to really thrive. Mining nearby is being protested and I'm hopeful about it. Lynx are being brought back to the north by a small but dedicated team. Some wetlands spanning 350 acres got turned around to the south. Seagrass has been regrown in sanctuaries and farms for over a decade of hard work on this coast. (It is working. When a square meter of seagrass is 10 L of oxygen daily, that's a whole lot of habitat restoration and carbon capture. Marine biodiversity is not my feild but I've studied enough to know it's crunch time.) A near-extinct wildflower is showing up again on a nearby peninsula due to a tribe's hard work.

Actually, if you want to know how to help, follow the lead of indigenous peoples. Local native communities are doing so, so much, and showing scientists the way because their techniques & practices are incredibly effective. That list is so long that I’ll stick with my fave two local projects: fixing up northern salmon spawning grounds and bringing back the practice of making clam beds.

This is just local news specific to me as an example.

So.

We are in an extinction event. Probably a mass extinction with very bad times within 100 years by most estimates I've seen. We are seeing it get steadily worse.

But we are also seeing some parts get better, too. It would be dishonest of me to share a short quip of a depressing answer without adding some light to the dark

Guide For The Geological Time Periods In Order

[castle-dominion]

c3x12 poof you’re dead

I loooove this. Mum was super excited abt it.

(clipping this) LANIE OMG ESPOSITO (I love him just lying over her like that, so cute) (the music is just so good & well designed) WAIT WHAT THIS IS INSANE THIS IS GREAT LMAO (those puppydog eyes XD) HE JUST TAKES A PHOTO OF HER (& they both know exactly where their phones are)

(clipping this too) Oh no not gina Oh No, castle wait esposito no wait wait  & esposito’s just like 

& his voice just jumps a fifth

I remember my magic phase. Still have some gear. Is ice cubes a sex thing? That’s why castle was all slammed against the window? (I made the sign of the cross & made use of the internet. Apparently it is just a kind of temperat)

As always I love their outfits. Esposito with his t shirt then hoodie then jacket, ryan with his cute pink, beckett just always fashionable, dr parish she’s just cute no matter what, castle in his usual style but I like the jacket...

Lanie says she does not like magic shows here (keep this in mind)

Lanie you were the one to tell javier not to look at you & now you’re checking him out? Hun...

Eliza’s voice is so cute & little. 

Castle just bought himself stuff while there? ofc.

Wait ryan is wearing a pink suit, burgundy tie, but he is wearing brownish vest AND a suit jacket AND he is holding ANOTHER jacket. Girl what season is it? Must be cold.

Poughkeepsie?

RC: x-ray specs. I can see you naked. KB: How do you like my naval ring? RC: !! (clipping this?)

KR: Looks like somebody has a secret. JE: *gulp* secret? ah- What secret? KR: I can understand a guy not wanting to share~ I mean, some things are personal.  JE: *puppydog eyes* JE: >:( How did you find out? KR: Dude everybody knows. *grabs paper without even looking* It’s all over page six JE: o-o *sighs in relief & then starts reading* *smiles* KR: Apparently he & ex-wife/girlfriend/publisher/Gina had some words, Loud Words, at le cirque & she stormed off JE: : ) that’s what he was talking about this morning KR: What I don’t understand is why he would try to hide it from us. (definitely fishing.) I mean, we’re like family. JE: Maybe he’s afraid of what we might think KR: *his little face* (clipping this?)

(apparently I clipped both at the same time)

Aspenall? That’s a drug.

Oof. Heck of a night for this guy.

*turns to castle for some reason* Why is she asking me that? RC: She wants to know if you have an alibi

RC: Did it take him very long [to read your mind]? No RC: didn’t think so

KB: Like this? *holds up phone* RC: *gasp!* You had your hand in my pocket & I didn’t even feel it?! Do it again. I reverse-pickpocketed my friends before. Stole one guy’s earbuds & put them in someone else’s pocket. idk why. 

(CLIPPING ZALMAN’S WHEARABOUTS BC SHE almost MESSED IT UP)

So the only thing he killed last night were his brain cells

Ooh arson & explosives! Street performer! As a busker myself I have mad respect for this guy (maybe I should clip this? nah)

SHe wants me to make her husband disappear, that’s a felony, I can’t do that XD I’ll dine on water & ramen tonight, think of you Yo he disappeared! That was so cool! Alakazam, jackass!

So cool, a blacklight note!

Tobias strange is a cool name. When I was busking at the big festival a few years back I met this really cool magician, in fact three of them but one I’m thinking about most. He just grabbed a melon out of nowhere & I was standing behind the stage too so I wasn’t even seeing it from the audience perspective!

RC: He made a ferrarri disappear. KR: Why would anyone want to do that? JE: Yeah he was in town recently. awesome show, we loved it. (So esposito likes magic shows, & I’m assuming took dr parish there. rly cute but obv lanie doesn’t like magic as she said in the beginning of the episode.? Also tey’ve been together a couple of weeks now.) RC: “We”? JE: Yeah. Me & my buddy. (should be my buddy & me.) KR: JE: Ray. KR, hella jealous: you have a buddy named ray who you went with to a magic show. (Sounds gay bro.) JE, starting with a laugh: Yeah, what about it? KR: *standing there smiling at esposito* (Not clipping?)

This is sexy af. Also why can’t you write “voila” it’s barely even french it’s a loanword at this point. Regardless you should transcribe all other language stuff into the captions. (Same language, not translated. Translations can be onscreen anyways.)

All access pass

I love his accent. That’s so true bestie. I love hearing him talk about magic & explosives & stuff.

Ooh Lanie is so pretty.  Tit for tat, castle!

Wow he just did the dad trick with a dad joke. WOAH ALEXIS that’s p cool. I’m easily impressed

In his soggy wallet was a soggy metro card. the car service thing was SOOO good

YO A SEXY SECRET DOOR! Ooh a zigzag box. KB: You would have loved my grandfather. *closing the doors to castle’s face* In fact, you remind me of him sometimes. RC, muffled through the box on his head: I’m flattered CSU is going to have a great time with this... Neat graffitti.  (I don’t think I need to clip this)

Best trick ever!

Cool entrance!

This man is so lucky. Usually dead people have to play dead but this guy gets to play dead & play the twin brother! Accountant brother hiding the money Twin sense!! Love a good wallet photo. (& they were blond as kids) Lmao great twin joke

if this was a movie it’s not a movie!

(I knew it! the tracks were evenly spaced, just like sammy keyes book one)

I love Lanie. She’s like my older bro. Pink scrubs, pink gloves, my bro needs to wear a mask & I’d guess it would be pink too (tho I’ve never seen him at work so idk if his gloves & scrubs & mask are pink). Organophosphates??? What’s that? DSHFJKAHDSFH ESPOSITO MY DUDE JE, walking in from tha back, not expecting to see anyone except dr parish & possibly other mortuary assistants: Hola chica! I was in the ‘hood & I thought that we should talk about the *sees beckett. & castle* LP: TESTS THAT YOU HAD ME RUN KB: What tests? JE: DIfferent case. Hey I was just about to call you Thaddeus Magnus is a cool name. In fact, I have a friend+ who has one (or several) introjects of Jon the archivist from the magnus archives; this friend uses a wheelchair. Oh no, & a civil rights protester? This really IS my best friend! KB: You have an address? JE: *hands slip of paper from his nice notebook, I love a good notebook* KB: Thanks RC: Nice work JE: *finally able to exhale* LP: That was close (B’y it was obvious) JE: No. This is close *holds her physically close & kisses her while castle & beckett have literally only just left* (clipping)

Maybe he’s ambulatory & wasn’t in a lot of pain that day & was able to do that insane task but today he’s stuck in bed bc he used spoons he didn’t have.

(I think it might have been nice if they had him answer the door with crutches, a walker/rollator, or a cane. & then have his wheelchair by the door. & then maybe Castle could get a lesson.) New fanfic: once upon a time Thaddeus Magnus opened up the door to two detectives. He was using his crutches at the time since he usually never used his wheelchair within his house. The well-dressed man exclaimed, “Called it! The wheelchair was just an act!” Magnus’ eyebrows fell low over his eyes & he gave the man a sharp whack with his cane. ‘Just an act? You try doing all your walking with messed up muscles & a cane! You insult me again, accuse me of faking, & I will hit your other leg twice as hard!’ The woman had one hand on her belt where Magnus realized she had a gun, but she was also smiling. `See Castle? He’s just an ambulatory wheelchair user.` The end.

Castle don’t touch Great relationship. Specialty item designer for special trick designs for someone with more stage presence. Paid a fortune to get away with murder!

Oh yeah! Magic tricks are for little boys & teenaged girls, if you know what I mean. Like this is so cool! Lol “went out with a bang” I thought it was funny. (Also those eyes in this lighting holy crap coly crap hhhh) (NF/RC also has blue eyes but they are not as bright) Castle is just not impressed. Probably bc ryan stole his joke.  (not clipping that) esposito not here bc he is on a date djskjdlkj

Lol just makes his phone disappear.

Love is built.

MR: Now you see him, now you don’t.

Why do they have ryan sitting there like that? Who directed him to be there like that? (y’all I think smth is wrong w me.) Ryan wearing pink again. & I’ve seen that shirt before, I like how they have consistency with outfits. I also think maybe he’s wearing pink bc last episode he proposed to his gal & they either want to make him look like he’s in love or they want to make him look gay to counterbalance the fact that he’s marrying a woman lol.

Interesting to me how people change their outfits, specifically esposito. Some days he comes to work wearing a chill short sleeved shirt with a collar, other times he comes in with the dress shirt & tie. The tie days it seems like he doesn’t wear his badge around his neck. 

Sorry, I just really like costume design, I considered going into it at some point. 

I’ve dressed in my whites to sneak into places w/o paying before. 

JE, softly: You’re crazy, I’ve never tried anything like that (Girl don’t you remember the bdsm episode & lanie was just talking unashamedly?) (also women* take longer to climax than men* & often need different things than just boring stuff men do.) (*perisex, cisgender, hormonally typical) JE, seeing Ryan walking up to him holding some sort of magazine: Yeah. Ok. Yeah me too. Bye. (in a slightly louder, definitely deeper voice. More masculine & professional.) KR: *closes magazine* Who was that? JE: Coast guard. I was just seeing if they uh found the plane’s data recorder. KR: Hm. Did they? (staring at his partner, not where he’s walking) JE: Did they what? KB: *interrupts the convo* Ah, that’s what the magazine was for. 

RC: Where was this photo taken? KR: Ah, you noticed.

I like this lady, she’s hot, well driven, well spoken, she can take care of herself, she has a killer haircut, & she didn’t talk to cops w/o a lawyer.

PONZI SCHEME???

... Now kiss

& being dead is the perfect alibi!

Oh yeah, he definitely would attend his own funeral.  Mum suggested the priest.  James Pendrick?? & ofc esposito & ryan are just on the other side, as always

Wow I hate this guy.  (I thought that it was another magician who pulled a rabbit out of a hat)

Does he see something behind the non-see-through mirror? Is it that old glass ghost trick? alakazam, jackass. Ok but how did they actually do it? Was he behind the glass? Was he in the room? Who was he, where was he, how did this MFer not see it was a real person?

Is that LT?

Yo Tobias has a slammin jacket

Is rick going to buy a magic shop??

KR: Hey, can you uh? KB: Yeah sure Just casually signs the doc on castle’s back, just like the judge in s1. KB: So where’s esposito? KR: ha, take a wild guess. KB+RC: Lanie KR: Can you believe they still think none of us know? RC: Well let’s let them keep thinking that a while longer. The bubble bursts soon enough.  KB: Not if you’re in it with the right person. RC: ...

I’ve noticed becks drinks bottled water... Oh neat a blood donation wall. Cool. I need to donate blood soon, it’s been a while. I just hope I have the iron for it. Lol remember when esposito just stole a cold pop? Oof phone breakup??

Motorcycle boy? Doctor motorcycle boy?

I love the little details like the fire excape plan WHOA OK FLOWERS.

So cute.  (k so I’m gathering clips rn: I have two hours left before work but no space on my phone. Time to put my clips into tumblr drafts.)

[starlightcats]

hiii! this is super random but i saw u in the replies of the polls post abt fandom phrases saying you still don't fully get dead dove, so I figured I'd try!!

So dead dove, or the longer, actual version of the name, dead dove: do not eat, comes from a scene in the tv show arrested development, where one character opens up the fridge, takes a paper bag out and opens it, and puts it down saying 'i don't know what i expected' and it fades out to show that on the paper bag the words 'dead dove: do not eat' are written, implying that, yes, he just saw a dead dove in the fridge.

in fandom terms this essentially translates to the same; aka, someone published a work on ao3 and tagged it quite extensively with heavy and/or taboo topics such as sexual assault, incest, dark/heavy angst etc or just maybe a pairing people don't like in the particular fandom.

it really just boils down to 'what is says on the tin' aka, you're gonna get what is described in the tags and the summary and author notes. It's really quite a helpful tool to look out for or even filter for. Some have started using dead dove as a way to completely know which works to avoid but that truly is down to personal preference, constitution and what genre you like to read.

For me, dead dove kind of goes along with 'don't like, don't read' which is an older fandom phrase basically saying the same thing but with an added aura of 'don't be a dickhead in the comments' lol.

hope this helped!! sending sunshine and happiness and sprinkles on ice cream and all the good things your way!!

Tysm!! That helped a lot actually.

[faaun]

imagine being a philosophy student and still viewing yourself on a pedestal / inside an ivory tower . like imagine Studying In Depth At Degree Level a discipline that teaches you over and over again that you know very little, imagine reading all these papers by all these very clever ppl, and still at a masters/undergrad level thinking u genuinely somehow know so much more than others and no one gets u bc no one is smart enough to . imagine devoting so many yrs of ur life to a discipline and still missing one of its main points so hard . amazing luv .

[theladysunami]

Does 7seas publish other translated books that don’t include glossaries and character sheets?

I agree whole heartedly that character interpretations do not belong in that sort of supplementary material, descriptions should be succinct, and it would be best if the author were to write or contribute to them if possible, but the inclusion of character sheets and glossaries on it’s own doesn’t strike me as particularly troublesome.

Certain authors and/or publishers seem to like adding that sort of thing to the end of their books:

Images from ‘Trickster’s Choice’ by Tamora Pierce.

(Even seemingly obvious genre things like “healer” and “mage” are defined in that glossary too, so it’s not just ‘unique to that fantasy world’ items being defined.)

Part of the joy of having a paper book is you don’t have to go online to enjoy it, so an online wiki isn’t a replacement.

@kotturstjarna

#we have character profiles in portuguese #they're like. what you would expect of a character profile. who they are to the narrative #who they're related to #their weapons if any #jyl doesn't have soup as her weapon tho #it just says nothing bc we don't know SHIT abt her cultivation #all it says abt her soup is that wwx has fond memories of her soup which is true and stated in text #nothing in our character sheets has anything that hasn't been shown in text #which i appreciate #bc it's less a character profile and more a guide #because western readers aren't familiar with the type of naming and titling in eastern novels unless we're massive weebs #so the job of a character sheet should be INFORM and serve as a guide with info about a chara #not filled to the brim with inside jokes

Yes! This is exactly what they should be like. Character profiles should just contain things like the character's name, any nicknames or additional names, who they are, who they are related to, what organizations they are part of, the name of their weapon(s) or power(s), and any formal titles. Strictly factual without interpretation.

(In a few other xianxia works I've read, what type of cultivation they practice, what cultivation stage they start the book at, and what type of spiritual root they have would be super helpful too.)

The more I hear about 7seas MDZS translation in particular, the worse it sounds.

Been inundated with posts about the character descriptions in the 7seas mxtx releases, and I just wanna say that I find it the highest level of disrespect how a publisher treated someone’s serious writing that they bought the publishing rights for as a little jokey joke that’s lead to so many people’s misconceptions about said book. Tell me: why do these character sheets include publisher/translator opinions on the characters? Why do these character sheets directly go against what the actual text has to say about these characters? Why do these novels need character sheets?

[anneonomus]

youre writing a reasearch paper on artemis fowl? 👀

i am!!! (well, i’m procrastinating it at least) my prof let us choose our own topics for the final paper and the AF series was A. the only books i’ve read for fun in the last few months, B. p much the only books i brought w/ me to my apartment, and C. one of my current hyperfixations! (which is. proving to be kind of a problem I didn’t realize how many opinions I had about Angeline until I’d written two single spaced, 11 pt font, pages about her Before even managing to get to external sources Or mentioning Artemis Sr.)

[gegewrites]

Fezco - worried sick

Content warning- drug use and near overdose, LOML Faye

Published- 1-23-22

Words-2570

Barely edited btw

This was gonna be a serious type angst but then Faye for involved and idk what happened

Rues narration-

Okay, so maybe things weren't as good as I thought they were. Ya know when I was getting fucked up like really fucked Up I thought I could never be hurt by these amazing chemicals. Why would I get hurt by something that's makes me feel good? Well my overdose showed that, rehab taught me that, but that doesn't matter.

(y/n) came over to my place after work to hang, all she wanted to do was smoke and she told my mom that, now my mom was only against ME doing drugs, so she said yes, just keep the window open and use an ashtray, obviously she did she has manners.

But as the night grew in and the more bored I grew, I pulled out my stuff. Some left over coke from a party and some pills, I forgot and still don't know what they are.

Your pov-

"Aren't you supposed to be staying clean?" I asked as rue snorted the thin line of white powder.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" She asked putting her head back and sniffling, she handed me the rolled bill.

"Can't compare the two." I laughed and leaning down, placing my bill in my nose and inhaling deep as the power got sucked through the paper and into my nose. I put the bill down and threw my head back and sniffled,"ash sells the best  coke."

"I didn't get this from ash I for it from this guy as I was walking through the house at that party last week.

"Probably got it from Ash then." I shrugged falling down onto my back,"they run the deals at party's."

"You're right." I felt the bed bounce as she fell onto her back, I heard her play with something plastic, I heard the click of a seal and then plastic hit my chest,"even with NA and fez not sellin to you, you still finding pills."

"It's pretty easy." She laughed.

"What are they?" I held the bag up over my face trying to see what type of pills they were, I haven't seen fez or ash sort any like these, they looked like oxy, round and white but had some red in them.

"Just take them, they make you feel great." She said.

"Aight."

Rues pov-

10 minutes have passed since we took the pills, I had no clue what they were but they made me feel good, maybe they were fet? Had a familiar feeling but could've been something like oxy, I didn't really care, I got them for free that's all tht maters.

"How you feeling?" I looked over at (y/n) who was laying next to me on her phone.

"Interesting." She muttered as she texted someone and then went on insta.

"Who ya textin?" I asked.

"Who do you think?" She smiled looking at me.

"Fez." She nodded,"ew."

"Fuck you." She laughed and sat up,"going to the bathroom." 

"Aaallright." She stood up with a wobble  and tossed her phone onto the bed and walked out. Her phone Vibrated right as she left, her screen turning on. I saw a picture of her fez and a text notification. I picked out her phone and laid on my side and pressed on the texts expanding it.

The plug*

just txt me

The plug*

I can pick u up whenever, Idc abt leaving the shop

The plug*

Yo u know u can tell me to come get u whnvr , just stay safe bby <3

What? "Just stay safe" did she not feel safe she seemed like she was chill. I put her phone down and rolled onto my back when I heard a thud from the bathroom. I basically flew out of bed even though my body felt a thousand pounds.

When I got out of the bedroom I walked as calm as possible and acted as sober as possible.

"(y/n) ?" I knocked on the door lightly. My turned out of the kitchen and stood at the beginning of the hall.

"She okay?" She asked.

"I think so, she said she was just gonna use the bathroom but earlier she said she's been having some dizzy spells." Dizzy spells?! That's doesn't help. My mom didn't seem to notice how high I was I must've been keeping the act up pretty good.

"Okay... Um she needs anything just ask, okay?" I nodded and she walked back into the kitchen. I turned the door knob and pushed the door open, i opened it and found her passed out leaning against the wall but also laying. I close the door quickly, she must've been standing and leaned on the wall and slid down it when she passed out. I got onto my knees and moved her so she head sitting against the wall a bit straighter and facing me.

"(y/n)?" I shook her face, holding her up by her shoulder,"(y/n)? Waakey wakey." She didn't respond. I moved her so she was leaning in the corner or the wall and bathtub. I stood up and closed the door behind me and quickly went to my room and grabbed her phone and went back into the bathroom.

"Okay, okay." I opened her phone and held down onto one of fezs texts and started typing.

Hey fez it's rue, (y/n) is passed out in my bathroom, can you come get her? Okay thanks.

That should do. I sent it and leaned against the cabinet and looked at her and her phone waiting for a text back.

Fezcos pov-

"12 dollas kid." Kid handed me the exact money and I put it into the register as he left. I closed it and grabbed my phone from my pocket, out of the corner of my eye I saw Faye stand up from the cooler she was on.

"Faye sit down." I got a Text back from my girl, about time. She's at rues, and I can't help but he worried that somethings gon happened, hoping I'm not jinxing myself by thinking something is gonna happen but you never know. (y/n) wasn't the type of person to pop pills like rue. she just smoked and snorted lines at parties, pills...rarely.

*my girl<3

Hey fez it's rue, (y/n) is passed out in my bathroom, can you come get her? Okay thanks.

I quickly texted back

Jesus fuck rue.

I got off of the counter and quickly opened the door to the stocking area that Ashtray was in.

"Yo I gotta go get (y/n) from rues, something happened, you got the place?" I asked him.

"Ya I got it." I walked away hearing the door close behind me. I unlocked and called (y/n).

"Pick up rue." I unlocked the car and got in changing hands with my phone as I started the car,"fuck cmon rue." Voicemail, I called again as I pulled out of the lot and took a left.

"Fez? Oh shit dude." She hissed.

"Rue the fuck did you give her?!" I asked putting my phone on speaker and putting it on on the dash.

"Some coke and pills." Her tone was hushed, she was hiding from her mom.

"What pills rue?!"  I rolled at the stop before turning left,"rue if you don't tell me exactly what to you gave her."

"We did some coke I got at the party last week, and some pills, I have no clue what they are."

"Color and Shape rue, Jesus Christ. How dumb are you?!"

"White and red, round, Jesus look just Calm the fuck down fez, just get here quick."

“How the fuck am supposed to calm the fuck down rue?!”

“Jesus Christ.” She hung up the phone, I slammed my hands into the wheel.

In 20 minutes o made it to Rues place.

I hopped out of my car, opening up the door to the backseats and walked to the front door. I knocked on it and took a step back not knowing of rue or her sister or Ms.Bennet. A few seconds later the door opened to a little girl who looked like rue.

"Rue or (y/n)  here?" I asked and she nodded, she had a face of worry tht she was trying to hide, honestly it hurt to see,"I'm Fez, she tell you I was comin?"

"Ya, (y/n) is in the bathroom." She stepped away and I walked in as she closed the door behind me.

"Yo rue." I called out.

"Bathroom!" I heard the respond. I walked to where I heard her voice it was past the kitchen and the first door to my right.

I looked in and saw (y/n) in Ms.Bennets arms, a cloth on her head, she was knocked the fuck out. It was scary seeing her like that, possible overdose and she just been sitting on the floor for twenty minutes as her clock counts down. In my business, you stay prepared for anything, overdosing is pretty fuckin easy.

"You're her boyfriend?"

"Yes Ma'am." I nodded,"she pass out?"

"Dizzy spell but she won't wake up." Rue said, she was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

"Aight, this happens." I lied," Don't know why though." I got down onto one knee,"rue go get her bags and put them in my car will you?"

"Okay." With that she left.

"I'm just gon- gon take her." I reached out of (y/n) and Ms.Bennet handed me to her taking the cloth off her head.

"Ya ya." She nodded, I picked her up as I stood, holding her in my arms and on my shoulder much like a parent does with a child who fell asleep in the car. I walked out of the bathroom holding her close to me, praying to feel her breathing on my neck, which I did, but little. I gave her sister a nod as I walked out of the front door.

"Thank you, sorry this happened." I looked back at her mom. I felt fuckin bad, rues sister is probably fucked up from rues overdose and then seeing your sisters friend passed out in the bathroom has got to remind you of that a bit.

"It's alright, as long as she safe." She gave me a smile. I walked to my car and rue was leaning on the front door.

"Fez." She whispered.

"Yo fuck you rue." I responded in a hushed tone as I laid (y/n) in the back seat,  crawling over her a bit to put her head on her bag so she was propped up.

"How the hell was I supposed to know This gonna happen?!" She responded in a hushed tone as I closed the back door, she room a step back.

"You gave her random pills n' coke,  you should know what could happen rue, mostly with yo track record." I opened my front door and she handed me (y/n)s phone,"we didn't sell or give our coke or pills that night jus you know. Only weed." I closed the door. She shook her head and walked back to the door and watched me reverse out of her driveway.

"Gon get you home baby, you'll be okay." I looked at her in the rear view mirror,"Gon be okay."

Home-

I kicked the door closed behind me with my foot and walked right over to the lounge room.

I was getting scared, 50 minutes and she still isn't waking up. I laid her down gently on the couch, propping her up with the pillows.

"You're okay." I reassured her and kissed her forehead, it was really onto to reassure me, I'm freaking the fuck out internationally right now.

Luckily We always have Narcan around, i carry it on me to parties, I make sure ash Carries it on him I usually have some in my car but I didn't this time.

Quickly walking out of the lounge and to the bathroom I grabbed the bottle of nasal spray from the drawer closests to the door and made my way out.

"Heey." I heard Faye slur from the bathroom.

"Faye I swear to God." I walked back into the bathroom and peaked into the tub,"get yo doped out ass outta the fuckin tub."

"You're no fun." She sighed.

"Prolly cause the love my life is passed out on my couch." I gave her my hand and she took it standing up and getting out to the tub.

"What?" Her voice was slurred as I walked out the bathroom, she wasn't my damn problem right now.

"Hol' up." I turned around,"when the fuck did you even get here?"

"Uber." She shrugged her shoulders,"it's boring at the shop, there's nothing to do, I can't do anything."

"Then read a book, I don't know what you want from me. im only keeping you because your pimp boyfriend asked me to."

I walked away back into the living room. I saw (y/n) hair on the back kf the couch, she was sitting up but laying her head on the back.

"Baby?" I walked over quickly, and around the couch. I sat down and met her eyes,"you okay?"

"When did I get here?" She asked In a whisper, her eyes were red.

"I got you from rues like 30 minutes ago. You passed out in her bathroom." I put the narcan on the table.

"Narcan?" I nodded leaning on the couch, she moved, sitting crisscross facing me, leaning her head on the back of the couch.

"Mhm. Thought you OD in whatever rue gave you."

Your pov-

"Mhm. Thought you OD on whatever rue gave you." He said,"it's terrifying (y/n), seeing you, laying in her Ma's arms like that, seeing her sisters face when she opened the door. I was fuckin worried you weren't gon wake up."

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Not your fault baby, this on Rue.." he looked over at me,”never, never do that again, don’t take anything if it’s not givin to you by me. Understood?” I nodded and his phone started ringing in his pocket. He sat up a bit and grabbed it out and answered,"wassup Ash? She got a Uber outta there, she here,

found her in the bathtub....calm down lil Man shes awake, she talkin, she breathin....I'll be down there in a few, close the place up. It's fine, a few hours early ain't gon end the world trust me."

"You left ash at the shop?" He nodded hanging up the phone.

"Told him I had to go get you. Wanna ride with me to get him?"he stood up.

"You carrying me?"' He nodded.

"I had to to get you outta rues bathroom, and to get you outta the car and onto here. Wanna ride or you wanna rest?"

"I feel like if I fall alseep I'm not going to wake up." He reached his hand out and I took it, he pulled me closer to him and picked me up, o wrapped my legs lazily around jis and waist and my arms around his neck. His hands sat on my ass as he walked out if the living room.

"Faye, sit on the couch and don't leave, I'll be back in 20."

"Fine." I saw her walk into the lounge room as fez walked to the door,”don’t fuck on the way there.”

“Jesus Faye.”

[sundaeserenade]

Omg abt red manhandling green.... red just grabbing his waist and pushing him against the wall.... UMF

YES. absolutely! but go further

red just picking green up in any way as if he weighs nothing. red tossing green onto beds/couches like he's a bouncy ball. red picking him up and pressing green against the wall. red picking green up and carrying him to bed for naps 🥺red picking green up to end arguments (petty ones) to get him to sleep bc this man is sleep deprived and getting onto red about not washing the dishes (the dishes are already washed....)

red throwing green over his shoulder when green's being particularly stubborn. red doing this when green's about to start a fight with someone. red deescalating the situation by just removing green entirely in like two seconds and it's so fucking funny.

red keeping green in his arms when he wants to cuddle. red keeping green in bed when it's morning and they have work so he makes them late to work and green acts like he's mad but he's really not.

i love red utilizing his strength to take care of green when this man can't even take care of himself....so cute. so precious...he loves green, so that's why he picks him up and carries him to bed because green's been up for 17 hours writing a paper that he wants to get published. and green argues all the way to the bedroom but in the morning he gives red ALL the kisses. thanks.

[edsbacktattoo]

JAMS JAMS JAMS I’m reading one more troubled soul and I need to yell at you abt it because holy fuck!!!! Yes!!!! It’s so good!!!! The characterisations and the relationships between everyone and Lucius and Fang and then Fang and Ed’s interactions and FUCKING IZZY YOUVE GOTTEN IT SO RIGHT W IZZY and just!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!

I think I’ve nearly finished it so far(? 3/4 of the way through ch6 pls I swear I’m gonna read it from the start again I NEED !!!!) and AH I had an incredibly eugh day and I feel like I’m reading a damn published hardcover worthy of thick paper with softcut slightly fuzzy edges it’s so fucking GOOD I love!!!!

i am FREAKING OUT ANON!!!!!!!!! i am LOSING IT!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you so so much i’m so fuckin emotional. i woke up and read this message and like. got teary-eyed. it makes me so happy to know that people are enjoying my little fic and thank you so so much for taking the time to leave this little delightful message in my inbox. 💕 i owe you a blood debt. want my arm babe? you can have it.

in case you’d like to read One More Troubled Soul also (currently at 6 chapters with 44k words which is. fucked lol) you can find it here!! 🦀