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jennilah · 5 months

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2023 Wrap-Up!

Every NYE I spend some time going over my diary and reflecting on all of the good and bad that happened over the year. Its nice diving in and seeing what the real highlights were, and just having a moment to go over it all

Like every year, I don't want you to compare your life to mine. I encourage your own reflection and I genuinely hope you find your own happy highlights ♥ every happy thing, big or small, is worthy

I definitely didn't top last year as the Best Year Fucking Ever, but I tried!

I tried.. too hard!

I overloaded myself with slightly too many fun things, I think. The fun was definitely FUN, but I booked so many events that it got a bit overwhelming at times. This year was characterized by chaos and uncertainty and just getting wild and wacky with it, and having a shit ton of anxiety nearly the whole time! woo!

there were so many entries this year just completely laced with nervous wreck energy. It's kind of a miracle I was able to wrestle it all.

Okay.

Apparently, according to the ole diary, I started off the year incredibly stressed about work, and oh yeah... yeah, yep, I remember now. I was working on by-far the most stressful film of my life and that's precisely when I became a full-blown stoner LMAO. I won't elaborate more.

Holy fuck I went to the movies a LOT. There were so many bangers this year that I often saw things twice. I went a total of 29 times, unless I missed any other time I'm forgetting. In addition to that, I kept going with watching slasher films on my own, which I still thoroughly enjoy even if they're taking a backseat to Saw right now.

I had a HANDFUL of exciting releases this year! Transformers: Rise of the Beasts, Landscape With Invisible Hand, Monarch: Legacy of Monsters, and Napoleon! Each one was a completely different experience to work on, but each one was special in its own way. Every day I wake up and I am fucking thrilled that this is my job, this is my life.

I went to a Muse concert which was definitely a highlight of the year, it was so fucking awesome, and now they're up there amongst my very few other favorite bands.

One of my best friends in the world, my old college roommate, came up and visited me for a few days in Montreal. We had a lot of fun together and I can't wait for the next time I hang out with her- hopefully much sooner than 6 years :D (but really, it felt like no time passed since I last saw her.)

Then my parents moved out of my childhood home pretty suddenly. It was partially a mid-life crisis, but it was actually a blessing. They were starting to feel really cooped up and everything was changing around them. The beautiful woods that surrounded the home were slowly getting torn down and replaced by construction and power generators. It was really sad to see the place where I grew up slowly become cold and industrial and unrecognizable.

But now? Now they have the lake house of their dreams. It's gorgeous, and its a hit with the whole family. Also, in our old house, we were so secluded from the rest of the town. Now, they are already popular in the new neighborhood and everyone already knows their names and invite them to all of the local lake parties. As caring, outgoing people, I think they really needed this. They finally feel like they're a part of a tight-knit community, which our old town didn't really have.

Also: LAKE!

They grew up on Long Island, and all of my family is on Long Island, so I think a part of us always belonged to the ocean. The water always called me, too. They bought a boat in 2 seconds flat and are really enjoying living on the water again, and I get to live vicariously through them every time I visit home.

But first- Between the new house and the INDUSTRY STRIKES (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA) upturning just about everything around me, I, just like my parents, needed to take hold of my life and start changing things too. I was feeling mentally cooped-up and kind of exploded.

I really loved my last studio, but after a series of some really extreme layoffs, it was also becoming unrecognizable. I wanted to try something new, so taking a leap of faith in the middle of really unreliable industry times, I decided to say a very tearful goodbye and join a new studio.

It has been a really positive change so far. I really enjoy it there, and I am meeting so many new amazing people that I am having a lot of fun working with, and I think I am performing pretty well there too. The atmosphere is also very nice, and the projects are really cool. I can see myself working there for a very long time! We'll see!

In addition to quitting my job and starting a new one as a wild new change, I also started getting TATTOOS. Just fuckin decided to GO FOR IT- and now look at me, addicted. I already have three, and next week I start my half sleeve! We're only getting STARTED. I want to be a canvas for other people's beautiful art, which is something I've been wanting to do for yearssss.

I made a new cosplay, Michael Myers :) It is also some of the most fun I've had cosplaying in a long time- people LOVE him. Kids, blushing women, grown men, everyone! I can't wait to wear it again next con season.

I tabled at Montreal Comic Con, which was.... an experience. Not a super positive one, but it was fine. It was definitely a memory I made, lmao. (The people I met were the best part! ♥♥)

I still need to make that Etsy page so I can sell my leftovers (yeahhhhh)

Between jobs, I got a whole MONTH off to do whatever I wanted, so I spent it watching movies, going home to visit the new lake house, and getting more tattoos.

Before the new job, I attended Osheaga again. I only went for one day and got ridiculously high and spent most of it hiding in a tent, crawling back to planet Earth. I still had a lot of fun though- I just don't think I'll be getting high at Igloofest in February. I learned my lesson.

I went to a wedding! I love weddings! It was a lovely wedding! And I got to see many of my college friends again for the first time since graduating, which was just so nice and it made me really happy.

Then I went to LA! WOOOOOOOOOOO This was by far the most fun Ive had traveling in my life yet, that whole trip was so much fun. I have to go back one day, there was so much I have still yet to see. I got to see another one of my best friends from college again, the Tar Pits, DisneyLand, museums, and go to Halloween: 45 Years of Terror, which was so much fun!!!!!

Then I got back from the trip and got really into Saw, which has been obvious lmao. WOops! You never know what the ole autism will latch onto!

Having a new fandom to enjoy is always its own bundle of fun. And because of it, I was able to book tickets to Saw: The Musical for when I went home for christmas. As you know because I talked about it literally two days ago, I saw it with my cousins and we all had a bucket full of fun. It was really nice getting to spend time with them alone without the rest of the family and truly just bond as cousins- I dont have siblings, they are the closest thing to it for me. I adore them.

And now... I am home... and I am happily SITTING STILL!!!

I kind of overbooked my year and it left me feeling a little more overwhelmed than I meant to. I am definitely more of a homebody than this round-up suggests.

Next year, I will still continue to push myself to go out and do exciting things, but maybe not so back-to-back!!!!

It also didn't help that this year there were a few really stressful family health moments which are still ongoing and affecting me. It's rough and still happening in the background. Next year might be really difficult, and I will have to more heavily lean on my support systems. I am just thankful I have them

Also, I didnt realize how many times this year I reconnected in-person with my college friends who I havent seen in years. That was so nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope I get to see even more of my long time friends next year.

This entry is all over the place, lmao

I think thats it!!

#personal #jennilargh

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sometownie · 11 months

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sims questions tag.

I was tagged in a few things but I’ve sort of forgotten to do them. This one was from @phoebe-twiddle thank you for the tag ♥

1. What’s your favourite sims death?

I would rather all my sims die of old age, tbh. But I really do like the cowplant death (feed your enemy to the plant and use it to lengthen your own life?? amazing). Also I’ve never experienced the murphy bed death, that’d be fun to see!

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

I’m somewhere between mm and realistic. I love good grunge cc and I have a soft spot for photoskinned jeans, but I also love crunchy bright mm hair colors and I try to use maxis items as often as I can.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

No way. The sim either loses the weight themselves or embraces it. However my playing style is very systematic, which means that sims do certain things in certain order during the day, and they rarely do gain weight. Also, talking about this feels a little icky.

4. Do you use move objects?

You can’t even place modular stairs next to a wall without moveobjects, so yeah.

5. Favorite mod?

hmmmmm I don’t think I could live without the first born syndrome fix that’s included in Lazy Duchess’ RPC launcher. I could go fully without mods but you’d have to tear fbs fix from my cold dead hands.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

The first expansion pack I got was the House Party exp for TS1. However my base game was the deluxe edition which also had Livin’ Large. And I followed the same pattern with TS2 - Nightlife was the first one I just had to get.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

Alive. You’d call it “Living mode” if you were to pronounce it like that, wouldn’t you?

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

*waves hands towards her*

*crowd boos*

9. Have you made a simself?

Yeah, for a tumblr header pic.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself?

sloppy / shy / lazy / neither serious nor playful / nice

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color?

I like the og black, red and brown. In general I don’t like too yellowish blonde hair, but then again....... I just posted a pic of Greta with yellow hair. So. Yeah.

12. Favorite EA hair?

Does the gorgeous store hair count? The one that I used for Babette Black? I have no idea what it’s called :’)

I also really like aline, shorttuckin, and caesar (especially the mtf version).

13. Favorite life stage?

Adult, no question about it.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

I spend a lot of time building, but I still prefer live mode gameplay. Currently building is burning me out so I try to focus on gameplay.

15. Are you a CC creator?

Not a creator but I’ve done some tiny things for myself :)

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

lol

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4)

2 ♥

18. Do you have any sims merch?

Not official sims merch but I do have a clothing patch with a plumbob and the text “Motherlode” and “I wish it worked in real life”. Also a few pins.

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims?

No.

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

To be honest...... I don’t think my style has changed all that much. If anything I’m slowly reverting back to my old habits. Here’s a post about this I made.... three years ago.

21. What’s your Origin ID?

I’m not sure but it’s Sometownie something something.

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator?

Okay this is a shoutout to @jacky93sims and @pforestsims! I absolutely love the stuff you guys do! ♥

23. How long have you had a simblr?

Since 2010........ I haven’t always been too active, though.

24. How do you edit your pictures?

I got Reshade not long ago so now I only crop the pictures before posting. Makes things so much easier and faster. More time for playing.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

ᕕ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )ᕗ

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

I still do think it’s Nightlife. It’s an integral part of The Sims 2 for me. Of stuff packs I adore Mansion & Garden, a lot of my favorite items/bodyshop stuff are from M&G.

#challenge tag

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apoptoses · 1 year

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Did exactly as you said and read chapter 4. It’s now 3 hours later and I’m still in pieces. Took another nap but I still feel so emotionally/physically drained lmao I was genuinely sobbing into my pillow and I had to pause several times to either marinate in my feelings or play a song that I thought fit the scene I’d just read (literally listened to Instant Crush by Daft Punk ft. Julian Casablancas 3 times at one point like... “that summer memory that just never dies, we worked too long and hard to give it no time. He sees right through me, it's so easy with lies, cracks in the road that I would try and disguise. He runs the scissors at the seam in the wall. He cannot break it down or else he would fall. One thousand lonely stars hiding in the cold”). Babes I was going THROUGH IT. So hopefully this makes sense🤞

"That first conversation in it was entirely redone thanks to you ♥” god I’m so flattered! It was absolute perfection and it hurt so good. I have no idea how it used to look before our conversation but the way you had Armand on the verge on a panic attack? with everything crumbling down around him during those brief moments in which he thought he’d lost Daniel again... stunning. "How could you possibly think saying something like that is fair when just last night I told you how your running affected me? Am I meant to be kept on the pillory for this entire trip while you come away unscathed?" Armand asked. "It's not fair, Daniel." NO IT’S NOT, and Daniel owning up to it and trying to comfort him even in the middle of a fight was so lovely, so him.

This though: “There’s a part near the back, the purple post it? Read me that part,” Daniel said. “I want to hear it from your own mouth.” NO. LISTEN. I put down my phone, phisically backed away from it and said “OH SHIT”. It was fucking brutal and I was speechless. My favorite bit so far I think but I’m not sure if I’m brave enough to actually read it again. Wow.

And I just love your use of rain as a motif here, and the weather in general, them driving through a thunderstorm both externally and internally is such a great choice. And how them getting through the worst part meant they were almost there. Besides, rain was also a thing in canon for them, and I’d like to think Anne made a deliberate choice when she gave them their first “big” moment together in years, alone in the rain, like you did here. In both instances it feels like it’s about washing away regrets, insecurities, doubts, and finally having them see each other as they are.

“I want the Armand that woke up excited every day looking for a new adventure, where has that part of you gone? Did it really die with me?” Yeah THIS. I think it’s something that gets brough up often in fandom conversations (maybe not as explicitly as you put it here but it’s the underlying message we’ve been trying to convey imo). How serious, stiff, aloof Armand seems in later books, like he’s just going through the motions, only kind of coming back to life whenever Lestat is around or something’s happened to him. But that overly excited, curious, affectionate, intense young man we met in QotD seems to be gone for good. Like that’s a version of him nobody but Daniel met (maybe only the boys at the palazzo? but that was Amadeo, not Armand, so it’s not the same), only to disappear forever after Daniel left. Seeing Armand tell him that he also misses that part of himself and wants to recover it felt like a punch in the gut.

“Wondered what exactly it was that had turned his emotions into these calcified things that were trapped inside of him, impossible for anyone to excise no matter how much they loved him.Perhaps it was Marius. Something passed on in the blood, a genetic indisposition to being vulnerable. Or perhaps it was that first assailant who had forced himself inside of Armand and in doing so stole the memories from his brain and tied his tongue in a knot so tight he was rendered unable to speak. Or was it the rejections he’d endured that had solidified the belief that he was a tainted and an unloved thing? Or- worst of all- maybe it was some inherent quality of his own. Some flaw of the personality, as immutable as the length of his hair or the color of his eyes. Forever frozen in time by his immortal blood”. Fuck. I mean we know others have wondered. Marius said just as much at some point didn’t he? How he thought Amadeo’s eyes had been “cruel” even as a mortal boy, how there was something innately wrong with him that he couldn’t wipe away even with all the love in the world. And then Armand himself saying how he feels there’s an “eternal winter” inside of him, how everything he holds in his hands, as you put it, “crumbles into dust”. GOD.

And then when Daniel started sobbing? I WAS SOBBING. Armand feeling like he had to get out of the car to comfort him or otherwise he’d lose him for good broke me.

“There was no real need for him to look over to change lanes, except the desire to catch another glimpse of Daniel’s curious expression. Armand’s heart fluttered fast as Amadeo’s when their eyes met. “What was that look for?” Daniel asked. “Nothing. I was only checking the traffic.” AWWWW my babies, I love them sm they’re getting there!!! 🥹 And I LOVE how you keep building up that kiss they haven’t had yet. I have no doubt it’ll live up to the hype. Every single line in this is canon to me ofc you’re incredible xoxo DA ❤️

DA, I'm so glad you survived it haha

I have no idea how it used to look before our conversation but the way you had Armand on the verge on a panic attack? with everything crumbling down around him during those brief moments in which he thought he’d lost Daniel again... stunning.

Yeah, in draft one Daniel kinda just....got away with it haha Armand got called out for pushing him away when he was just trying to comfort him, but Daniel caught no flack at all for running off and didn't apologize and I thought NOPE, no that's wrong. They gotta touch on that problem and Armand can't let this trip just be the Roast of Armand de Romanus. So. There :) I'm glad it worked!! I think the story is much better for it.

It is a topic they bump up against again but that's a quieter, less charged moment.

The book conversation though! I wanted THAT to happen for a long time. What's more brutal than being forced to read out your own words and explain them? Nothing!! And I think it's something that was on Daniel's mind the first time he ever read that part. He wanted to hear it from Armand's mouth because he couldn't believe it was real.

Besides, rain was also a thing in canon for them, and I’d like to think Anne made a deliberate choice when she gave them their first “big” moment together in years, alone in the rain, like you did here. In both instances it feels like it’s about washing away regrets, insecurities, doubts, and finally having them see each other as they are.

Thank you!! I really wanted them to HAVE to drive slow, to need to stop at some point. And rain was the best way to do it. I actually forgot it was raining the night Daniel died! It's such a nice accidental parallel.

How serious, stiff, aloof Armand seems in later books, like he’s just going through the motions, only kind of coming back to life whenever Lestat is around or something’s happened to him.

Right! I think about it a lot. I mean, it makes sense in the wake of his attempt at going into the sun. Depression isn't cured just because he survived. But it's really strange that he's got two fledglings living in his home and he just doesn't seem happy. It's like he never did the work to figure out what made him so unhappy in the first place, so Daniel has to push him to look at that and figure it out.

Fuck. I mean we know others have wondered. Marius said just as much at some point didn’t he? How he thought Amadeo’s eyes had been “cruel” even as a mortal boy, how there was something innately wrong with him that he couldn’t wipe away even with all the love in the world. And then Armand himself saying how he feels there’s an “eternal winter” inside of him, how everything he holds in his hands, as you put it, “crumbles into dust”. GOD.

Exactly. I don't think he's cruel like Marius characterized him. I think he's traumatized, he's had C-PTSD immortalized into his veins via the blood. The eternal winter in him is just all the things he never worked through and that Daniel is going to ask him to sort through now so he can understand him and start to heal with ihm.

And then when Daniel started sobbing? I WAS SOBBING. Armand feeling like he had to get out of the car to comfort him or otherwise he’d lose him for good broke me.

Armand is a good boyfriend at heart 🥹 He's been so paralyzed up to this point and now he's taking action! He can do better he can be better!

I love them sm they’re getting there!!! 🥹 And I LOVE how you keep building up that kiss they haven’t had yet. I have no doubt it’ll live up to the hype.

They're trying hard! That first kiss- it's a lot, it's explosive! And a lot of softer kisses are sure to follow. I hope it stands up to whatever you're hoping for ♥

You're incredible for delivering these reviews right to my inbox!! I'm so happy you like it 🥹

#apoptoses answers #dungeon anon

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disastercg · 2 years

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(๑￫ܫ￩) 💖 hello everyone ! i’m viv / gmt+1 / *clown music* i’m here with a character of mine that i’ve actually had for years so i can actually build a monument out of how much i love him (and how much i can ramble for hours about him!) his name is jack and he’s a twist of the megara from hercules backstory, filling in the unlucky charm skeleton! anyway my discord is “v i v#0807” where you can always message me! i’ll be leaving details about him beneath the cut (♥ lesgetit! thanks for having me :,D ) ↴

so meet jack!

the first born (and technically illegitimate) son of a wealthy and powerful family (his father is ahab fraser, sister to lady silk, yes that one). at the time he was conceived, his mother was his father’s brand sparkling new mistress. his father’s wife was told recently she couldn’t conceive, so when he was born, his father insisted he be claimed and kept despite the fact that he was technically illegitimate, that was he could have a precious heir in the end. (despite what they said, his father’s wife ((his step(?) mother) actually could have kids, and she did, and after that, he was treated very poorly by basically everyone in the family other than his birth mother/his father’s mistress.

they moved out into a myriad of houses when he was young and struggled to survive on the child support from his father. his mother was never mentally stable and their life wasn’t stable either.

around the age of 10 he started hearing and seeing spirits and that came with a lot of possessions. see, he has an impossible time telling people no and even as a kid, he felt so bad for people, especially ghosts, and often just let the fuckers take him for joy rides.

that grew....less the case as he got older and got sick of the shit. then they’d just steal him half the time and the other half of the time he was wondering why he was such a pushover. (but not enough to change it)....

then he met a girl (!) and things changed. she taught him to be a better version of himself! though their relationship was a disaster, he loved her to death......

speaking of death, she passed away and it devastated him. even more so than wanting control of his own life, he wanted her back. when every day she cried to him about helping her to be with him again, he caved in and went to find a way to return her from death.

cue the music*, so he made a deal with the dimension with to return his fiancé from the dead in exchange for his humanity, the chance at a fulfilling life, and the fine print which asked for even more than he realized (but he’s still learning what all those things are).

so anyway, fast forward and his lovely fiancé ended up leaving him for another man. she didn’t tell him right away, she actually just sort of up and vanished with her new found lease at life. she basically walked out and never walked back in. he found out in time that she met a man and wanted to go be happy now that she feels like is too short.

ditched his ass and all of his sacrifices without looking back.

he’s a good person and a good man, too good. people often take advantage of his kindness and he leads himself to be a miserable person sometimes because of the sacrificial lamb nature of himself. he’s mostly quiet with sparks of being a conversationalist (never shy just selective with his openness), melancholy, like a lonely blue painting that’s beautiful and makes you feel peaceful and thoughtful.

he basically raised his mother instead of the other way around, he sacrificed his life for the love of his life only to get left, he works as a professional bitch boy for the dimension witch, and if he was starving he’d still donate his food to anyone who asked.

catch him working day in and out at wish fulfilment the dimension witch’s shop. he’s basically chained to the counter there. he’s always doing work there and never really has a day off because basically, he lives there, she literally owns him so yeah, you can bet he’s there. if he isn’t actually there, he’s probably only out and about because he’s doing her bidding such as, exorcisms, running errands, meeting in her place, shopping for the shop.

over on my page his muse page has a biography, other info, and a link to his pinterest!

#cag: intro #i'm such a fool i know #i'm so sorry #i decided to just rework a muse i know and love #because then i'm comfortable with him instead of overwhelmed #pls forgive me and write with me despite my mess

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the-blind-geisha · 3 years

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Did one for Oreana, and now one for Ignatius. There is a small talk of eating problems about Jin's area, so skip him if you don't want to see that. It's mostly nondescript, but just incase. ♥

(Top Left) Seiji Date from Yoroiden Samurai Troopers – Though honestly it can be Sage Date or Ronin Warriors because back then—everybody got a name change that was from anime. To be honest though, I think the main thing that came from him was the side swept hair without even thinking about it... Then I went through my memory folder and was like 'oh yeah... he was a huge part of my life'. So I think somewhere subconsciously I implemented some things into Ignatius from him.

(Top Right) Jin the Wind Master from Yu Yu Hakusho – So people wouldn't know this (because I storaged the file on DeviantArt), but Ignatius' original design was going to be very similar to Jin. The main reason? A very dark and heavy past of mine was littered with such emotional grief that I nearly died from an eating disorder. It was so hard to function. I would try to watch TV and just fall over and go to asleep as I had little to no food to keep me awake.

I knew YYH was running and a thing, but I never bothered with it because it was everywhere. As they say: hype can easily ruin a thing. I just saw no reason to get into something that was literally everywhere at the time. However, during the Dark Tournament, I had nothing better to do, so I turned it on. While it was Touya that was on the screen and had such lovely eyes (seriously, google Touya the Ice Master and see them lol), that I stayed to watch the show a bit. And when Jin hit the screen. Wow. First time in years I found myself feeling emotions other than misery and sorrow.

He came into my life and inspired me for like...7 years I want to say? I cannot recall, but it was a while. Either way, I wanted to put him into a story or two of mine in my own ways, but that didn't exactly happen. While I won't forget what he's done for me, I highly doubt I could put him somewhere that would truly be fitting. But, Ignatius was still a naga with four arms and a shapeshifter as well, but his original name was Adalir Galestrider at the time with crazy, red hair identical to Jin's, only longer and braided.

(Middle Left) Link from the Legend of Zelda Series – This actually comes a bit more from his twin brother's design in regards to the positioning of the hair Ignitus has. However, the very stoic personality that is often seen from Ignatius does come from Link. I know Link can be a goofball in the mangas and all that, but in the games, he very rarely shows a different side unless he's alone or around people he trusts. I wanted Ignatius to be identical in this manner. They both will loyally serve the princess they protect.

(Middle Right) Ignis Scientia from FFXV – Am I really giving anything away when I say Ignatius (Ignis) was named after this guy? lol Also, the glasses came (not only from my obsession with characters with glasses), but him as well. A good 50% of Ignatius is from Ignis given, again, how much the character slowly healed me during a rough as hell time. I had managed to escape from an abusive fanbase sending me death threats, and right when I thought I had been emotionally destroyed in all ways, he kind of revived me—even if I am not afraid to say I hated him at first. XD; It was because of my lucid dreams that I fell for this man. I wanted nothing to do with him, but he wanted to prove he could love me. My dreams gave me a very slow burn of a story with a semi happy ending that I documented of in private.

A lot of what my dreams with him have done a lot for Ignatius' story with Oreana. Taking Ignis' dirty blond hair and giving it to Ignatius as well, the very devout attitude to those he serves was also driven over to Ignatius. Even dagger usage came from Ignis.

(Lower Left) Demiurge from Overlord Light Novel – I say the LN specifically because in the anime and manga, they butcher what he's capable of... immensely. The demon nature and darker skin comes from Demiurge as well as the assassin, callous, and torturous side Ignatius is capable of. A lot of Ignatius' abilities are more on the scale of slow torture as he is adept at getting information out of a target no matter the means. Even before he met Oreana, Ignatius would kill women and children if they were in his way or care not to mourn the innocents that fell from his attacks. When it comes to standing beside Oreana, he doesn't really change. He's only kept at bay by her orders.

Just like Demiurge, Ignatius isn't one anybody would want to mentally go up against as he can plan peoples' destruction quite swiftly. The only people Ignatius cannot mentally outwit are the fallen generals of Osiris—Irie being the worst for him. The one on his side who can predict him is his own twin brother, Ignitus.

(Lower Right) Speaks for it self. I have a type. Don't at me. xD

#and the reason i say ignis and i had a semi happy ending is b/c demiurge forced me to marry him.. LOL #and ignis got mega pissed #and then the three of us ended up in a poly relationship #and they do not like one another at all lol #so much so that i usually have a dream with one and not the other lol #original characters #battle butler #demon #demon character #tw: eating disorder #my characters

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imagine-your-love-story · 3 years

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So this is going to be long, I apologize in advance, but I've been having thoughts on one of my f/os that I've had since sometime in early-ish 2018. I love him a lot and he means a lot to me, hell the game he's from helped me through quite a rough patch in my life, so both him and his source are near and dear to my heart. I've been contemplating getting married to him since it feels natural at this point honestly, but there's a few things that sorta hold me back a bit.

First off, he's a widower, his wife passed away in unfortunate circumstances sometime before his game. I'm perfectly alright with the fact that he was married before and that he still cares for her, it's part of who he is and is something that's shaped him to be who he is today. Also, she genuinely sounds like a really good woman from what he has said of her, so I hold a lot of respect for her as well. The second thing is he has a son as well, who I've grown close to and think of as my own son, but he was mainly raised by his mother and mainly had her since my f/o was often absent from his son's childhood cause of his work.

So yeah, quite a bit of history regarding his first marriage and such. I know this isn't the case whatsoever, but when I do think of marrying him, I occasionally feel a bit guilty and like I might be taking someone else's place. It's just really complicated in general, I love him a lot and marrying him feels natural, specially since we've been together for over 4 years, but there's still that stuff that makes me feel guilty at the same time when I think about doing so. Kind of a tangled ball of emotions honestly.

Hi anon! It's perfectly okay to feel that way! She played a big part in your beloved character (and his son's!) life, shaping them into the caring, considerate characters they are now!

But there is no replacing her! And there is no replacing YOU! Because you are two totally different personalities!

What immediately strikes me about this situation is the timing of you coming into your f/o's life. He's lost someone who he loved very deeply and the grief of that must have been suffocating.

Then you come along and you're supportive. You respect his memory and love for his wife. You give him space to grieve and comfort to continue living his life. Grief can be lonely. And heavy. I guarantee there was AT LEAST one person in your f/o's life who turned him down because they didn't want to deal with that level of emotion, and they didn't want to deal with the ever present memory of his wife.

I lovelovelove ships with this kind of dynamic because chances are, characters like your f/o who has previously lost a beloved spouse will not take ONE SECOND of time with you for granted! They won't go to sleep angry. They won't hold petty grudges. Because they know how precious life is and they will absolutely NEVER stop adoring you.

It's okay if it feels a little weird sometimes. But I think it develops a beautiful dynamic founded on a level of respect that is so profound and rock solid. ♥

#asks #anonymous #gush tag #sort of?

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leina-reads-homestuck · 4 years

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Appreciation of the Snowbound Blood characters part 1

Spoilers ahead, of course. The opinions below are just mine and not meant to represent the characters at large. ( ° - °)

Secily Iopara : (°v°)👍

She seemed a bit arrogant and dry at first, but that impression didn’t last, she won my heart with the empathy and generosity she showed, not to mention her affection for her departed matesprit, and her insecurities. Her design (that left me "eh" at first) finally grew on me. This chick has flair. Also love the Redglare vibes she gives at times or maybe it's just me.

Characters that don't have a route, but that we see often :

Sestro Enthal : ( - -)👍

I found him quite dull when I saw him in the comic, he's still quite dull to me, but I don't dislike him. Maybe his sprite style helps, since the artist behind has a thing for making any troll instantly lovable.

Any troll except The Executive : (è n é)

Mean old jerk !

Not only he's insensitive as heck, but his design is just bizarre to me. Maybe because I'm not used to see trolls aging like humans, but he doesn't look like a troll. Just an old geezer with horns.

Yeshin Laevis:

NOPE.

Just... nope. Both design-wise, dialogue-wise, and character-wise.

Corporate Porrim Hamifi Hekrix : (♥ A ♥)

She makes me swoon, even more since we get to see her smile.

Sirage Feltri : (♥u♥)

I just love the faces she makes and her curves.

Rypite Koldan : (°v°)

Extremely good guy. Would protect with my life. He could almost make me want to integrate a corporate business !

Bytcon Krypto : (z__z)

I slept through most of his text... sorry Bytcon. His concept and design are original though, and he's got style. I'm just not that interested in financial matters...

Husske Mayzee : (-_-)

Husske seems to be the incarnation of the "I'm oh so smart and mature for my age and way more wise than these stupid adults" tropes. I can't say I'm very fond of this kid. First, they sound like a religious fanatic, and second, I found frankly grating the way the story goes "omg they totally OWNED the main protagonist and her stupid questions, LOOOOL best comeback EVER".

Except that the protagonist's question wasn't stupid to begin with. >:c

That being said, I found quite relatable their explanations on why they want to live hidden and in peace, just reaping what they're growing, without having to fight or hurt other trolls. Quite a refreshing change from the "us trolls must be TOUGH if we wanna survive" thing. Husske and their friends are questioning the way their society expects them to live instead of forcing themselves to deal with it, and I appreciate that.

Endari Vernir : (°u° )

Sympathetic, and I very much enjoy his design.

Oricka Rourst : ( ° °) :ok_hand:

Aside from the fact she sounds like your usual 14 years old Discord user (as in, quite irritating), I think she’s ok. I loved the use she makes of some familiar emotes of ours.

Occeus Coliad : (° < °)

I liked him in Vast Error already, and the game didn't damage my good impression of him. I can totally vouch for his devotion to Ellsee, his appreciation for tea, and his immortality-reaching endeavor.

Mshiri Libeta : ( -_-)

Hmmf. Her design was a big nope to me - too bad cause I found her cute in the comic. I also found her quite hollow and I’m not a big fan of the mysticism surrounding her - all that stuff with prayers and rituals. I have the feeling she isn’t that much reliable as a friend, either... maybe that’ll change later.

Hermit : (° °)👍

First impression : “Ugh, creepy” quickly replaced with “hey, no, he’s actually nice !” Thanks to the care he shows for a younger member of trollkind who apparently wasn’t very lucky. Also yeah, that’s a Homestuck reference

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peeks in? 3, 4, 7, 25 for all of your good boys please and thank you? i give you a lil forehead smooch. ♥

you asked for boys so i'm assuming you mean all of my kids except minnie dhdjdjdjshs it's okay minnie we still love you and thank you for the smooch!!

3. how does your oc react to affectionate gestures?

avery: RED. HE'S EVEN MORE RED THAN ANY OF THE ROSES FROM THE GARDENING CLUB. will stutter a lot, but also try to act cool, like "haha, of course, i knew that you'd give something like this to me!" if he gets enough courage, he will quietly thank that person later.

vance: a bit confused but he's also happy? is he someone's favorite character? how great is that? will try to return the gesture as soon as he can.

merrill: if he realizes that the gesture is genuinely affectionate, he.. he doesn't know what to do. it would be much easier if it wasn't genuine, he just playfully flirts back in that case and goes away, leaving that person. but if someone is being very nice to him and merrill understands that they really do like him, he.. he'll thank them and try to return the gesture, like vance, for example, would awkwardly hug them back or would try to give a compliment. not so confident anymore, aren't you, merrill?

allen: HAPPY. VERY HAPPY. but also surprised, it doesn't happen to him that often! so he will just stand there, trying to process what happened. and when he does, he will hug the person and thank them sincerely.

roland: huh? why did this person did that? he's happy but he's also.. a bit anxious. does he really deserve something like this? he doesn't want to make that person sad though, because he really does appreciate the gesture, so he will ruffle their hair and thank them.

fake!jay: he will thank them, but he also.. doesn't get what that person wants from him. oh, they like him and that's how they show their affection? that's.. interesting. maybe he should ask allen about it, he knows about these things more than jay does. he will try to hide his face with a book, but if you look closer, you'll notice his blushing cheeks.

real!jay: THE MOST CONFUSED BOY OUT OF ALL OF THEM. WHY DID YOU DO THAT. asks you not to do that again, but he actually WANTS you to do that again. but if you do, he.. he doesn't know how he'd react to that.

austin: another member of "what just happened, let me process it first" squad. he did see a gesture like that in anime once or twice, but experiencing it in real life feels different. should he thank you or something? yeah, he'll probably do just that and then will try to leave as soon as he can. he needs to think about what just happened in his room.

hayden: surprisingly, he reacts with pure anxiety. this is how his family manipulated him for all these years, they say that they love him, but they actually don't care about him at all. it doesn't help that they usually said that they love him before or after they punished him, so if someone shows him genuine affection all of a sudden, he will think that he did something wrong and that you're about to do something bad to him. he shows you his true personality and starts begging you for forgiveness.

riley: why. why did you do that. what does it mean. please explain it to him, because allen sure won't, he's too tired of riley not understanding feelings and romance. when you say that you did this to show affection, he will be like ".. did i do something good to deserve it or what"

4. forehead kisses or hand kisses?

avery: likes to give forehead kisses and likes to receive them.

vance: likes to give forehead kisses (good luck with that height of yours, vance) and likes to receive them.

merrill: likes to give hand kisses and likes to receive them.

allen: likes to give hand kisses and likes to receive them.

roland: likes to give forehead kisses and likes to receive hand kisses.

fake!jay: likes to give hand kisses and likes to receive forehead kisses.

real!jay: likes to give forehead kisses and likes to receive them.

austin: likes to give forehead kisses and likes to receive them.

hayden: likes to give hand kisses and likes to receive them.

riley: likes to give hand kisses and likes to receive forehead kisses.

7. what makes them blush?

avery: any affection. literally any affection.

vance: someone complimenting his gaming or skateboarding skills and saying that they think spending time with vance is fun.

merrill: genuine compliments and physical affection.

allen: the boy likes to be (affectionately) put in his place. that's it. call him out for his behavior, but also understand his feelings and explain how he should express them in a better way and he will ask you to marry him right this second.

roland: someone saying that they believe he really is a good person and they can see him trying his best.

fake!jay: something that is very romantic, like receiving flowers or someone singing for him. also being carried by someone.

real!jay: just like avery, ANY AFFECTION.

austin: someone complimenting any of his skills that aren't just fixing and inventing things. he knows that he's good at it, but if someone says that he's good at flying or simply calls him a good and kind person.. this is something that he'd love to hear.

hayden: it's really hard to make him blush, but if someone respects his personal space or asks if it's okay to talk to him about something.. he appreciates it a lot. he also loves when someone shows affection in a meaningful, but not too romantic way, like saying that they got into a book series because of him or getting him a gift that reminded them of hayden.

riley: does this guy ever blush. does he. he does and it happens if someone doesn't mind his weird quirks or even encourages them. people are usually scared of him and allen thinks riley is even more strange than him, so.. hearing that his tastes and hobbies are valid is nice.

25. "does your oc like to cuddle their significant other when they sleep? if so, who is the little spoon? would they admit it if asked?"

avery: he thinks cuddling is nice, but it isn't that important to him. if his s/o wants to cuddle though, he'd prefer to be a big spoon. OBVIOUSLY DOESN'T WANT TO ADMIT IT AT FIRST and will say stuff like "i'm doing this only because you asked for it"

vance: LOVES cuddling!! he's okay with being a big spoon AND a little spoon too!

merrill: loves cuddling and would prefer to be a big spoon.

allen: also loves cuddling and would prefer to be a big spoon because. yeah. height difference.

roland: like avery, thinks cuddling is nice, but it's not that important to him, so if his partner doesn't like it, he won't mind. if they do like it, he'd be a big spoon.

fake!jay: it's very hard for him to admit it and he apologizes a few times when he finally does, but he loves cuddling and would prefer to be a little spoon.

real!jay: loves cuddling even more than his fake counterpart, but he actually prefers to be a big spoon. won't admit that he likes them, but will cuddle his s/o when he's asleep.

austin: isn't really the cuddling type, but if his s/o loves them, he's okay with it. he's fine with being both a big spoon and a little spoon.

hayden: this guy is scared of affection, especially physical, so nope, he's not into cuddling. but when he becomes more comfortable, he would ask his s/o to be a big spoon.

riley: sure, he doesn't understand why he needs to do that, but it feels nice, so why not. prefers to be a big spoon.

#thank you lin!!#lina plays ask games #beauty with self grown thorns: avery #a gamer skater boy: vance #idia's e boy servant: merrill #the ultimate simp: allen #the gardening club leader: roland thorn #the literature and animals lover: jay #the lonely mechanic: austin #the chameleon with a god complex: hayden #friend: lin!

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pufflix · 6 years

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Words count: 3,0k

Pairing: Mark Tuan x female reader

Genres: college!au, neighbor!mark, pure fluff, comedy

Warnings: swearing, jokes (maybe not everyone’s taste)

Notes: hello this is my first oneshot in english please bare with me, don’t hesitate to tell me what you think, it would be much appreciated, alright enjoy and have a good day! I dedicate this oneshot to @relationshipyard because Mark’s her bias ♥

You breathed out, relieved. You put your heart, sweat and tears to this essay. When you clicked on “Save”, your brain hurt so much you thought it would explode. You quickly sent the essay to your philosophy teacher and decided to take a break. You couldn’t possibly keep going like this, you needed a cup of tea.

Your roommate was in the kitchen making dinner when you entered, opening a closet in search of your favorite flavored tea.

“Are you okay? You look like hell,” your roommate enquired, cutting onions. You prepared the tea as you spoke.

“Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine. It’s just this essay I had to finish and now I have to revise my lesson, I’ve got an exam tomorrow morning,” you explained, and she seemed sorry for you.

“Well, sucks to be you.” Never mind… “It’s half past eight, go take a long hot shower, I’ll make dinner.” After all these years of friendship, you weren’t surprised by her personality anymore.

“You sure? I mean it can wait, I can help–”

“I can’t take the risk of you burning something or cutting yourself. We agreed that the cooking was my part,” she cut you off. You nodded and didn’t protest. “Plus, I’m not sure you can see clearly, your eyes are half closed.”

“I’m wondering how you can be so energetic while I look like shit,” you muttered as you poured your cup with the hot tea you just made.

“I often do my homework directly in class and, unlike you, I’m not waiting for the last moment,” she stated.

“Touché,” you smiled, “I’m going to take a shower then, thank you Jennie.”

“Anything for you sweetie,” she grinned and got back to her cooking.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿ฺ

When you opened your eyes, you felt like you finally recovered from all the sleep you missed the past few days. You were smiling, feeling good for once in a long time. Until reality hit you, anyway. It hit harder than expected because you fell off the bed.

You reached for your phone and your eyes went wide as you looked at the screen, more importantly the hour.

8:42

You got up real fast, ignoring the pain of the fall, and ran into the bathtub to take a shower. Your alarm didn’t ring. Why? The exam was in twenty minutes. Being late for this was the last thing you wanted, and yet, you inevitably were.

After the shower, you got dressed then brushed your teeth and your hair at the same time. You didn’t have time to eat anyway.

The place was silent, you got scared that Jennie didn’t get up either but just before knocking at her bedroom door, you remembered that her first class of the day was this afternoon. Yeah, she was that lucky.

Once you were ready, it was two minutes away from the start of your class. You recognized your defeat, but maybe you could still be accepted in class. You really hoped for it.

You put your shoes on then you took your coat and backpack and closed the door behind you. You ran to get the elevator. As much as you liked to exercise, you were still on the sixth floor. You saw the doors slowly closing in front of you but someone was in it.

“WAIT! Hold the door please!” you shouted across the hallway. You really thought the person didn’t hear you and that you would have to roll your way down the stairs but, by miracle, the doors opened again.

You were almost there, just a few meters…

Apparently, you didn’t know how to stop or maybe you tumbled on air, who knows, but you almost fell down, if it wasn’t for the muscular arms that stopped you from doing so.

You recovered from your embarrassment and looked up at the person that “saved” your life twice in less than a minute. Your neighbor and classmate smiled down at you, scratching his neck. Obviously, it had to be him.

“You okay?” he asked, “you could really have hurt yourself.” You clicked on the pavement floor button, even though he already did. A habit, you could say.

“Yeah don’t worry, I’m just late. Like you, I guess?” you said, watching the doors close.

“Yes, but I clearly take it more lightly than you.”

“Clearly,” you repeated in an annoyed tone.

You both sighed at the exact same time. There was a silence until the elevator was between the third and fourth floor, when he suddenly stopped.

You looked at each other with surprised expressions. He reached for the control panel before you could and pressed the pavement floor button multiple times, as if it would work. You rolled your eyes and were going to make a sarcastic comment when you remembered the exam.

You let out a very dramatic sigh as you slowly fell to the ground, your face between your hands. The blonde-haired turned around as soon as he heard you.

“Hey, you okay?” he queried. You raised your head and stared at his eyes, “it’s okay, we won’t stay in here for long,” he reassured you and you nodded. You weren’t claustrophobe so it wasn’t a big deal for you and it didn’t seem to be one for him either. Your classmate looked at you for a few seconds then gave his attention back to the control panel.

“I’ll press the emergency call button.” He did as he said and you both waited for a reaction.

A few minutes later, nothing happened. “Mark,” you called, “press the fucking button again, please,” you requested. He eyed you briefly and pressed the button again. And again. Still nothing.

You sighed of frustration, stood up and placed yourself next to him.

“What if we press this button?” you proposed as you showed the “door open” button.

“Doesn’t hurt to try,” he shrugged and pushed it. The doors opened, yes, but you were evidently between two floors, there was no way you could go out of the elevator by yourselves.

“Well, fuck. The new year just started and I’m already trapped in an elevator,” you blurted, crossing your arms over your chest.

“We’re in February though,” Mark commented, a small smile on his face. You narrowed your eyes at him and he immediately put his hands up. “Sorry.”

Mark was going to press the “close door” button but you stopped him, “I think we have more chances of being heard if we let them open.” He nodded and stepped aside from the doors.

You reached for your phone in your pocket but it was empty. You searched all the pockets you had but no trace of your phone. You harshly opened your backpack but nothing there either. Great. When you thought the day couldn’t be worse.

“What are you searching for?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“I forgot my phone on my nightstand,” you admitted, “can you tell me the time, please?”

“Sure,” he giggled as he looked at his watch, “nine twenty. I guess it’s too late now to get accepted in class.”

“If I knew I would have stayed in bed,” you grumbled, sitting again. Although you relaxed because you weren’t alone and you didn’t have anything to rush for anymore.

“Come on, we can make the best of it,” he quipped as he sat in front of you.

“Pardon?” you gulped, widening your eyes at his direction.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking but that’s clearly not what I meant,” he laughed. It made you smile, his laugh being too contagious to ignore.

“Like Lemony Snicket said, everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator,” he quoted.

“Fuck my life, then,” you deadpanned.

“I must admit I don’t have cards with me or any poem in my head at this moment so I’ll go with the jokes,” he explained as he ignored your previous sentence, “if you agree,” he added.

“Let’s give it a shot,” you shrugged, grinning.

You found yourself quite mean to him since you met and you didn’t know why because he never did anything wrong. Today, karma went after you and you realized that Mark didn’t deserve your saltiness. Plus he was always smiling at you.

“Alright, what do you call cheese that doesn’t belong to you?” he asked, you raised an eyebrow and genuinely thought about it. You quickly abandoned though. “Nacho cheese.”

The joke wasn’t that funny but you still caught yourself trying to suppress the giggle that threaten to escape your mouth by biting your lower lip.

“I’ve got another one,” he continued, not without observing your cute reaction, “how does a crazy person travel through the woods?”

“I don’t know,” you conceded.

“They take the psychopath.” This time you burst into laughter and you were quickly followed by the melodious sound of Mark’s laugh.

He was effortlessly making this situation more bearable and you were thankful for that.

“Do you have any jokes?” he questioned as his laugh faded, still grinning at you. You had to admit that his smile was very pretty.

“Mine aren’t really the same,” you warned, “but I have some, yeah.”

“I’m listening.”

“What do you call a dog with no legs?” Seeing Mark clueless made you smile shyly, you didn’t know why, “doesn’t really matter what you call him, he won’t come anyway.”

The look in his eyes made you laugh, he looked hurt by your words, certainly thinking about his dog. “How could you be so heartless?” he asked.

“I had the same reaction the first time I heard it, but hey, it’s quite funny. I love dogs nonetheless,” you retorted, shrugging, “want to hear more?” you added with a vicious smile.

“Not sure…”

“Come on, we can make the best of it,” you exclaimed, using the exact same words he did earlier. He rolled his eyes playfully and you shared another dark humored joke. “I was digging in our garden and found a chest full of gold coins. I wanted to run straight home to tell my husband about it. Then I remembered why I’m digging in our garden.”

Mark chuckled and you found yourself smiling fondly at the sight. You shook your head and decided to keep going.

“Why have trips to England become so popular with Siamese twins?”

“Oh I think this one is going to be funny,” he commented.

“It gives the other one a chance to drive a car, too,” you finished. He laughed and you laughed with him.

A loud growl interrupted your good moment and you looked down at your stomach. You haven’t eaten since yesterday night. You caught a worried expression on Mark’s face as he opened his backpack to grab a cereal bar, which he handed you.

“Here, eat,” he simply said.

“What about you?” you enquired, hesitant.

“I have others, I already ate and you seem to need it more than me at the moment,” he insisted and you gladly took the cereal bar, murmuring a “thank you” as you smiled at the floor, cheeks pink.

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Almost three hours passed and you were still trapped in the elevator with Mark, exchanging jokes. Every now and then, one of you pressed the emergency call button but it was like the person who was supposed to answer was on vacation or something.

Suddenly, Mark’s phone rang loudly and it made you both blench. He quickly put his phone out of his pocket and answered. The sound was so noisy you could hear the interlocutor, even though the phone wasn’t on loud speaker.

“Yeah?” Mark said as he looked at you.

“Hey, you weren’t in class and we had to eat together so I was wondering if you were okay or not,” you recognize the voice as Jae’s.

“I’m good, thanks. It’s just… You’re going to laugh, but, I’m unavailable right now and, to be honest, I have no idea when I’ll be able to see you,” Mark tried to explain. You found it cute. Kind of.

“What is it? You’re stuck in an elevator or what?” Jae joked. You both widened your eyes, was he this good for finding others problem?

“Well, yeah, this is exactly where I am…” you heard Jae’s laugh and Mark spread his phone from his ear at the unexpected pain.

“No way man, are you serious? How did you manage? You’re alone? You tried the emergency call button?” he interrogated at a fast pace.

“Yes, I didn’t do anything, the elevator just stopped, no, there’s Y/N with me and yes, a thousand times already but no one answered.”

“Oh, Y/N?” Is that really this only thing he recalled? “You mean the girl you have a–”

“Alright, Jae, I’ll call you when I’m out, okay?” he interrupted.

“You better do, enjoy your time with Y/N~” Mark was quick to hang up, blushing.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿ฺ

According to Mark’s watch, it was three forty-five, meaning that you spent six hours straight in his company. You didn’t really mind after all, he was really interesting and funny. Good looking you may add. And you didn’t get bored so you were happy. It’s not that you didn’t like him before, but you never let anyone get closer to you that easily. You had Jennie and it was enough for you, so you always “pushed” the others away, Mark included. Despite that, he kept trying to reach you and you guessed that today, he succeeded.

“Is anyone in the elevator?” you heard a voice coming from the third floor. Mark and you quickly slipped to the door, on your stomachs.

“YES!” you both shouted.

“Alright, kids. I’m going to make sure the elevator goes down, step back please.”

You did as required and you were sitting against each other against the mirror, the proximity making your hearts jump. The elevator shacked and you mindlessly grabbed Mark’s hand. He blinked a few times then tightened the grip. You looked at each other and your cheeks reddened before looking away.

Soon enough, you could see the face of the man who saved you from a whole night in the elevator. You smiled widely at him and when he motioned for you to go out, you took your things and got out pretty quickly. You waited for Mark to do the same.

“How did you find us?” Mark asked.

“I called for the elevator at the pavement floor but he never came, so I opened the doors and saw where it was. I came here and, well, you know the rest,” he explained, scratching his neck.

“Thank you so much,” you began, “without you I don’t know how much longer we would have stayed there.”

“You’re welcome but it’s my job,” he smiled.

“Doesn’t mean we shouldn’t thank you for it. Have a good day, mister,” Mark declared.

“Have a good day kids.”

Mark and you took the stairs to go back to the sixth floor.

“Seen the time, we don’t have class anymore, want to stay over?” Mark asked when he was in front of his door.

“Um, yeah, okay, why not… Let me just take my… phone back,” you stuttered, making your way to your apartment, putting your cold hands on your cheeks in an attempt to cool them down.

You put your coat at the entrance and walked to your bedroom, where you dropped your backpack and took your phone. You peeked the lock screen and saw a few messages from Jennie.

You locked your phone and rushed to Mark’s apartment, maybe a bit too fast for your liking. You knocked at the door and he was quite fast to open it.

He let you in and closed the door behind you. “Want to watch a movie?” he proposed.

“Sure.”

“Make yourself at home.” You smiled and sat on the couch, your hands between your thighs. He proposed you something to drink then disappeared in the kitchen. You looked around you, the place seemed well maintained, a few plants decorating the room.

Soon Mark came back with drinks and put a movie you both liked. He sat next to you, letting a few centimeters between your bodies.

During the movie, your eyes wandered over his hands, his wandered over yours, both of you wanted to take them in your own grasp but you prevented yourselves from doing so. It was quite frustrating to say the least.

Then, at the end of the movie, you looked up and realized he was already looking at you. He was smiling warmly, his eyes travelling between your eyes and lips. You found it really attractive and the only thing you wanted at this exact moment was to kiss him. He must have felt the same because he lowered his head and looked at you right in the eyes before closing the gap.

The moment your lips touched, reality hit you way more than when you woke up. All the feelings you tried so hard to suppress came back and forth and you felt overwhelmed by it all. The soft and cautious kiss soon became a heated one, your hands on his neck and his on your waist, pulling you closer.

After a moment, you pulled away to catch your breath.

“Well, I should… probably go,” you stuttered as you got up but you were stopped by Mark’s hand on your wrist. He dragged you on his lap and his lips found yours. You melt under his touch, wanting more. Although, you pulled away again. “I like you,” you confessed. Pushing him away again wasn’t the best idea, so you decided to stop lying to yourself and him.

His smile widened and he hugged you tight. You were surprised by the gesture but you hugged him back. “I like you too…” he whispered against your ear, “since freshman.”

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