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staliasjeronica · 3 years

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Riverdale S5 Ep11 Thoughts *Spoilers*

thoughts under cut to keep tag from being cluttered :)

- Oh yeah I forgot that Chad was blackmailing Veronica about the dirty dealings in her company even though it’s not her at all (unless it’s just been so long and I’ve forgotten but she’s my baby and I feel like I would’ve remembered but-

- Hiram and this dumb prison is one of the worst things for this show it’s a constant plot of people escaping and it’s so annoying like sure Hiram owns it and he was in the jail but no one has, like, taken him back to jail…??? Hiram is a fucking disease smh

- “back to remote learning” why didn’t you just stay that way though… like even right now in covid schools are opening back up and kids are complaining because it’s still not safe so like… just… go back to it??? I’m so not built for this world fasdhfkahf

- Veronica and Smithers 🥺🥺💞💞

- the way Veronica hugs Archie is so cute bc she’s so tiny but like she always gives her all and Archie is just 😐 never giving anything ahjfsdfsh it’s quite sad you can tell how done KJ is with Varchie lol

- “I really hate that I’m dragging you through this.” … what about constantly pulling him into your mob boss father mess that the writers refuse to allow you to escape from?

- “until you and Chad are officially done, I think we should keep our distance.” Varchie bones!!! you just KNOW that Archie has been looking forward to this because that man is whole heartedly in love with Betty and has been since forever and that while Chad prolongs the divorce papers, Archie will not be waiting for Veronica considering he doesn’t want her. Varchie = bones we love to see it!

- now who tf would join Penelope Blossom’s ministry… no one, realistically.

- can Cheryl stop being given the craziest and usually most boring plots ever please...

- Not someone holding a gun to Tabitha literally don’t hurt Riverdale’s best girl weirdo

- these bitches really haven’t aged huh…. poor Veronica though being robbed but like they stole some watches or something and the opal like that’s all you take..?? okay-

- Fangs 💞💞💞💞💞 also rip to him having to work with his ex tho

- STOP HAVING ARCHIE GO TO HIRAM WE’RE TIRED

- You know considering the whole reason why Hiram is still here as the villain and ruining Veronica’s life/growth to keep her in his plots al because Mark is a big soap opera celeb and apparently brings in money, you’d assume they would give him GOOD shit instead of everything he’s gotten. If they hadn’t of hired Mark can you imagine how much better off the show would be if they didn’t have to keep him around bc of his status????? God why-

- Reggie’s always there for Veronica muah…. oh fuck me I guess fjasjkdf

- “I work for one Lodge and it’s not you.” lmao okay??? you acting like that’s a flex, and that you’re working for the better Lodge who literally left you to die after the Serpents thought you shot Fangs so-

- MARTY BEING WHY REGGIE IS WORKING FOR HIRAM…….. YOUR DAD IS ABUSIVE LET HIM HANDLE HIS OWN DEBT??? God both Veronica and Reggie are always fucked over when it comes to their parents huh

- don’t you just love when they make characters act ooc for a plot ahhhhhh it’s totally fun to watch and totally not frustratingly annoying

- “FOR OLD TIMES SAKE.” 💞💞💞 we love Veggie even though they made Veronica act ooc and hurt him back then and they weren’t given an actual chance.

- “don’t be such a Betty” now why is Betty so surprised she only ever had fun when she was with Archie, when she’s with Jughead all she did was do what she wanted and order him around so likeefjhakdfh

- “he shouldn’t really be my problem anymore.” BUGHEAD BONES YASSSSS

- I know it was just a sound they used but like that squish sound when Darla kicked Tom’s face… did she like smash his face in damn what is this The Walking Dead?

- see the problem with them randomly bringing characters/parents in when they need them is that they’re never around so like no one really cares… like they could have utilized the parents so much (and Skeet and Marisol never would have left) and it would have been so much better than random appearances that make them look incompetent and awful parents because they’re never there during all the other times their kids need them. but we have to see the two toxic parents that won’t go away constantly??? literally what the fuck

- Betty calling Jughead’s writing cringey wbk she’s never liked his writing she was just stroking his ego bc she was his gf and had to be supportive lmaoo

- why are these 60+ year old men beating up Jughead like for why???

- so they just forgot that Tom was checking in on the convict huh gotta love dumbing down characters for plot!

- Fangs with his switchblade muah

- jealous Tabitha muahhh over a password

- “wait THE BETTY?"

- Cheryl looks so good

- Find meaning in his death… girl didn’t you not care that your husband killed your son over the illegal maple stuff I forgot the plot but it was something illegal and dumb

- “drain the vein” …...

- Reggie helping muah

- Why is Archie acting like an ass? like sure he doesn’t know that Chad is abusive and toxic but c’mon fucker you cheated on her and never apologized and you don’t even wanna be with her in the first place so why are you acting like you’re personally hurt sit down

- God Archie really hates Veronica huh… I don’t even blame him considering the shit she’s brought him into time and time again.

- Jughead was kicked like maybe five times yet he was fine falling out of a two story window and the serpent imitation but now he needs antibiotics..? plot convenience!

- literally don’t remember anything about Doc tbh or him talking to Donna and Bret like—

- ever since Negan people are obsessed with bats with barbed wire.

- also! yes please kill Hiram <3 I know they end up saving him bc of the opal but c'mon

- they searched basically nothing for five seconds wow such great detective work you guys!

- we know you just want his manuscript Jessica

- Cheryl with her rainbow skirt how cute!

- “daddykins” girl you’re like 25

- Veronica acting like she cares about Hiram fjsadhkfhas these guys thinking that they’d kill Hiram even though they need him lol

- bad bitch Ronnie we love her even though she’s gonna have to save her father to save others and get her opal </3

- not Veronica calling Archie first and not Kevin considering Kevin’s dad is there…. this is the pandering va fan service bs we have bc it makes no sense and it’s so forced

- Fangs knowing Archie rides with tools in his truck mmhm that’s a little sus idk how but archiefangs agenda coming through!

- no one would actually believe that Jessica ashkjdfsj and they take this bait…??? you gotta be joking lmao

- Jug got to help doc this time 🥺😭

- …. tell me why when he said boyfriend I immediately thought of Reggie I hate myself for wishing fahsdjkfsafj

- okay as cheesy and corny and awful the fight scene is since they posted a clip of it, them working together is so refreshing and nice we love leader!Veronica bc she’s so good at it. but the show only cares for Betty which is funny since she’s an awful detective fbahsdjfj

- my god enough with Jason’s body!!!!!!!!! you burned his body please let him stay dead let his body rest

- okay but the back and forth from Betty and Jessica is so good like I wish we could get that kind of rivalry drama type stuff all the time. too bad they refuse to let Veronica act like a normal person and get angry at being cheated on and such :/ when will Veronica slap the fuck out of Betty

- he’s not a blameless victim but Betty take responsibility for how awful a person you are PLEASE

- THE VOICEMAILLLLLLL Jughead only speaks the truth! it’s weird that he only realized what we all knew about Betty after but whatever, finally he gets upset like damn. also jeronica crumb he’s the only one to ever include Veronica smh ALSO Cole acted the fuck outta this voice mail muah

- the way Betty just sits there uncaring… she really is a freak huh god when will someone punch her in the face and take her ego down a million notches she’s so annoying

- “that’s darkness.” …?? what?

- the way bh’s relationship parallels jughead’s with Jessica though. the unhealthy habits, the bad energy, etc. except Jessica left it and Betty didn’t and it turned Betty into whatever the fuck this is. I miss s1 Betty :/

- so when will they sue Jessica for drugging them? mmhm probably never

- poor Tabitha being the only one who cares about jughead tho

- oh no I forgot there was a random musical number…

- you’re gonna have Betty and Tabitha act like THAT and not put them together so rude

- when will Cheryl be free from her mom. is was like turned on by abuse or something sigh why do the toxic (and most boring!) parents get plots and screen time and everyone else doesn’t...

- Veronica would be able to do Moree than pepper spray but whatever only Betty is allowed be “badass"

- fangs being fangs ugh so sexy my babyyyyy

- Trevor Stines is so attractive it’s a shame they only bring him back for five seconds to traumatize Cheryl over and over again though </3

- wow varchie in a pop’s booth what season is this again??

- god it’s so upsetting how amazing varchie would have been as just friends…

- the way he smiled at Veronica was so contradicting to the blank, “please don’t” expression when she was telling him she was gonna get divorced as fast as possible. why can’t he just admit he doesn’t want to be with her!!!!!! my god they’ve put off barchie long enough just let them be together so their characters can finally act in character and stop being so awful and annoying

- “this cause” what cause you fucking weirdo

- not Hiram threatening the mayor he could literally be your downfall if we had good writers fjasdkjfasf

- jughead how would you have killed him with a small wooden basket

- I like doc so much but I know we’ll never see him again until we randomly need him seasons from noow

- Betty wasn’t hit by the drugs until after the message though… how would she not remember? it didn’t seem to be doing anything to Betty until the bunker

- hopefully since they’re friends now Tabitha can make Betty act like a decent human being <3

- the way Tabitha looked at Betty please stop doing this to me...

- maybe we can finish that dance!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jabitha rising bughead dying we love to see it!

wow that episode felt like it was two hours long but thankfully I finally finished it… don’t have many actual thoughts but anyways hope you enjoyed my live blog of my thoughts!

#Riverdale #Thoughts #Spoilers

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jae-bummer · 7 years

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Love Fern

Requests:

Ohh, all of those prompts are interesting. Tbh it was extremely hard for me to choose between a few, but I made my choice. 14 with Kihyun please~ Thank you in advance!!

Yasssss requests are opennn... Can you please do #14 with Kihyun and make it so that they're in a platonic relationship but when another MX member comes over they think they're living together cuz they're dating??? Thanks!!! 💛

14) Looking for a roommate? Your bias is as good as any

Member: Monsta X Kihyun x Y/N

Type: Fluff

You clicked idly on your laptop, tilting your head back and forth in time with the music pumping from it’s speakers. You looked up and over the edge of the screen as a knock sounded on the door, your gaze catching the eyes of your roommate.

“Your turn,” you hummed.

“Oh shut up,” he grumbled, setting his own laptop to the side. “It’s my turn every turn.”

“Because you’re a big and strong, scary man,” you called after him as he exited the room. “You could ward off any intruders!”

“Yeah, cause the last time I checked, burglars knocked,” he muttered, turning the knob.

You chuckled to yourself as you continued to scroll through your Tumblr feed, only looking up when you heard an array of loud voices barrel through the door.

Wonho shuffled into the living area with a happy Minhyuk close behind. You froze for a moment, furrowing your brows as you looked up at the two familiar men.

“I just want to let you know that I did not invite them in,” Kihyun sighed, trailing behind the pair. “And this is indeed, a home invasion.”

“What in the hell are you holding, Hoseok?” you asked, tilting your head. You shut your laptop and moved it onto the couch before standing.

“It’s a love fern!” he smiled, readjusting to better hold the large pot in his hands. It housed a small, tree-like plant that seemed to be half-dead already.

“Well, technically it’s a ficus,” Minhyuk nodded, reaching forward and touching one of the waxy leaves. He rubbed it softly between his fingers, causing it to instantly detach from the branch with a pop. HIs eyes grew wide as he looked from the tree, to Wonho, and then back to you.

Wonho looked up as well, his smile as wide as before. “It’s a love ficus!”

“Why did you show up, uninvited I may add, with a plant?” Kihyun asked, crossing his arms as he looked at the members disapprovingly.

“To say congratulations!” Minhyuk nodded happily.

“Congratulations for what exactly?” you muttered. You shot Kihyun a worried expression as he looked on, just as confused as you were.

“Moving out of the dorms!” Wonho nodded. “And finally taking the domestic plunge! Young love deserves a love fern.”

“Ficus,” Minhyuk said quietly.

“I’m going to need you to take a step back,” Kihyun said, biting his lip. Both men nodded, taking actual, physical steps backward into the kitchen area.

“No,” Kihyun groaned. “Mentally. A verbal step back. What do you mean...young love?”

“You two,” Minhyuk nodded. “Y/N and Kihyun sitting in a tree,”

“Living d-o-m-e-s-t...ically” Wonho finished with a grin.

“I think you guys are confused,” you said slowly. “Kihyun and I...”

You looked up to Kihyun at a loss. Both boys meant well, but you and Kihyun simply weren’t together. It had never been something you had ever really even had a conversation about. Sure, he was attractive. Sure, you enjoyed spending time with him. Mostly, your friendship consisted of lowkey flirting and spicy sass, but you were under the impression that was how Kihyun acted with most everyone he came into contact with.

You hadn’t ever really considered the idea until this very moment when it felt obvious to everyone but you.

“We are very much not together,” Kihyun nodded slowly, looking from you and focusing on his two members. You winced at the way he drew out the syllables. Your expression formed an unintentional look of hurt, causing him to immediately thrust his hands before him, and shake them in defense. “But like, not saying Y/N is undateable or anything. Very appealing. Very datable. Just not me.”

Wonho and Minhyuk both furrowed their brows as they turned to look at each other. Wonho took a few steps forward, dropping the heavy plant into your hands. He crossed his muscular arms and tilted his head. “...so...what you’re saying is...”

“You aren’t dating?” Minhyuk said slowly, narrowing his eyes. “Then why did you two move in together?”

“Because I needed a roommate,” Kihyun sighed, leaning against the counter. You struggled beneath the weight of the plant and groaned. Minhyuk rushed forward and helped you place it on the ground before shooting Kihyun a dirty look.

“Then why didn’t you ask one of us?”

“I would still be living at the dorm if I wanted to live with one of you two,” Kihyun chuckled, his eyes disappearing in his cheeks.

“I’m going to pretend like that didn’t hurt my feelings,” Minhyuk murmured softly. Wonho smiled sadly at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

“He didn’t mean it like that,” Wonho hummed.

“But I did,” Kihyun cackled. “I absolutely did mean it like that.”

Minhyuk crossed his arms and began to pout as he looked back and forth from you to Kihyun. “Can we even return a plant? What do we say? The love fern is defective?”

“No, just the relationship is was meant for,” Wonho chuckled, patting his friend on the shoulder.

“Why do you keep calling it a love fern anyway?” you sighed.

“To have the commitment of both of you taking care of the same thing,” Wonho nodded. “Not as intense as a puppy...if this dies, you’ll only be mildly inconvenienced. Not like...having to deal with a dead - ”

“Thank you for not getting us a puppy,” Kihyun grinned, his eyes meeting yours. “We would have felt really guilty about the return then.”

“I still don’t know how I return a plant,” Minhyuk said quietly, stumbling forward to pick up the large pot.

“No, no,” you clucked, pushing his hands away. “We’ll keep it.”

“But, you guys said-” Minhyuk began.

“It can be a housewarming gift,” you nodded. “We need to learn how to be a team, even as roommates. It’ll be a good thing to take care of.”

Minhyuk stood up straight and smiled. “Well...good.”

“See! It all worked out!” Wonho nodded, grinning at his counterpart. He tapped the younger boy lightly on the nose. “The plant was a good idea after all.”

“I’m still surprised you two aren’t dating,” Minhyuk sighed. “Maybe you should. People may be getting the wrong idea-”

“Oh, who gives a shit what people think,” Kihyun sighed. “We don’t need to date to be able to live in the same space.”

“It just looks prettier,” Minhyuk grumbled. “Plus you two would make a cute couple.”

“Yeah, so would you and Wonho, don’t you have somewhere to be?” Kihyun spat.

You scrunched your face, mildly offended by the ongoing conversation. You were surprised by the vehemency at which Kihyun was warding off any advances Wonho and Minhyuk attempted to make for you romantically. Granted, you didn’t know if you even felt that way about Kihyun, but to see him so put off by the idea of you two together kind of hurt your feelings.

“Matter of fact, we do,” Wonho nodded, taking the back and forth argument in stride. “I was promised sushi if I carried something heavy.”

“Right,” Minhyuk nodded. “You two want to come?”

You looked up and smirked, focusing on Kihyun. “Would that be too much like a date? I mean, I don’t want to get crazy here.”

“One, I don’t like the tone,” Kihyun sighed. “Two, I already marinated beef for dinner.”

“Can’t you cook it tomorrow?” Minhyuk whined. “We miss you.”

“No I can’t,” Kihyun whined in the same tone. “Give a man some notice next time.”

“Man? I see no man here,” Minhyuk giggled. “Other than the hungry one beside me. Shall we go then, Hoseok?”

“Sure,” Wonho nodded. “See you later, Y/N! Bye Kihyun.”

“Bye,” Kihyun muttered.

“Bye, Y/N!” Minhyuk smiled, launching forward to give you a hug. “Pity about the whole not dating thing. But it’s probably better for you that you aren’t dating that grouch.”

“I am a dream,” Kihyun croaked. “And anyone would be lucky to have me.”

“Just cause you repeat it to yourself doesn’t mean it’s true,” Minhyuk whispered quickly. “Byeeeee!”

Kihyun groaned as the front door shut and began to drag his body toward the living room. You plopped on the couch, setting your chin on your palm as you stared at the large plant now in front of you.

Kihyun sat down beside you and sighed.

“You know...it may not be like...a bad idea?” he whispered, focusing on the plant as well.

“What wouldn’t be a bad idea?” you croaked. “Getting food? Taking care of the communal plant?”

“No, I mean...you know,” he nodded, finally looking up and catching your eyes.

“No, I don’t know,” you said, shaking your head. “But please, do tell.”

“I mean...like maybe we should...” he trailed, whispering the final part of the sentence just low enough so you couldn’t hear.

“What?” you asked, tilting your head.

“Maybe we should...” he trailed. “Or something.”

“Kihyun, you have to speak u-”

“I SAID MAYBE WE SHOULD GO ON A DATE SOMETIME,” he gasped. “I mean...it’s not like the WORST idea...”

You lifted your brows, trying to hide a chuckle. “Oh? You think so?”

“It’s cool with me if it’s cool with you,” Kihyun said with a shrug. He immediately looked down to his feet. He liked to pretend he was noncommittal, but you knew he was dying inside as he waited for your response.

“You don’t think it would mess up this whole dynamic?” you asked, motioning to the apartment around you. “The whole roommate thing?”

“Well, if it does,” he sighed. “As you saw, I could have a replacement roommate in minutes.”

“You’re just so charming,” you grumbled, shaking your head. You punched him lightly in the shoulder and set him with a serious gaze. “Seriously though, don’t feel compelled because Hoseok was sprouting all of this dumb and meaningless stuff about a love fern.”

“Not meaningless! Who are we to leave a love fern without two committed parents?” he asked, lifting his brows. “Frankly, I think it would be pretty irresponsible to not date now that it’s in our house.”

“Of course,” you chuckled. “What was I possibly thinking?”

“Pfft, well I’m glad I can be here to bring you to your senses,” Kihyun nodded, the smile growing on his face. “So what do you say? After I cook dinner we go for a movie? I’ll even pay for the tickets.”

“Jees, what a gentleman,” you gasped in feigned awe.

“I may even buy you some popcorn,” he chuckled. “And maybe even try to hold your hand.”

“Ooo,” you cooed, wiggling your brows. “Do you think you’ll fake a yawn to put your arm around me?”

“I may just have to!” he said with wide eyes. He immediately dissolved into a fit of soft chuckles as you both fell backward onto the couch.

“So...we’re really going to try this...huh?” you hummed, looking up at him through your lashes.

Kihyun bit his lip as he shifted, leaning so he could better face you. He reached out, letting his arm wiggle around your lower back, and pull you in close. You nearly forgot how to breath as this new development moved into place. You had never been this close to your friend before and never thought you would be.

“Well...why not?”

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caramelomachiato-blog · 7 years

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The Shadowhunter chronicles faves (spoilers for lord of shadows)

Okay but I'd protect: Kieran, Mark, Christina, Ty, Kit, Livvy (;-;), Dru, Tavvy, Helen, Aline, Diana, Jem, Tessa, Will (;-;), Alec, Magnus, Max and Rafe, Raphael (;-;), Simon, Izzy, Maia, Max (;-;), Jules, Alec, Kieran, Ty, Livvy, Alec, Magnus, Kieran, Raphael, Ty, Livvy, Dru, Diana, *repeat* with my life I love them so much I love Kit and relate to him on a spiritual level. I love his relationship with the twins (especially Ty if ya know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ) and his frustration with Shadowhunters (he's expressing the viewers words tbh). I love his understanding and need to protect Ty. It's great to see someone doing the right thing for my baby bee boy. I love Dru so much being a middle child is hard, especially when you're 'too young' for literally everything and people forced your younger sibling on you. Also she's beautiful and her talks of insecurities about shape and weight really hit it home for me and I'm sure lots of other. I literally cried when Jules said "You're our heart baby girl. You're the heart of the family." Tavvy is the cutest bean and needs protecting. That's all that needs to be said. Also if anyone hurts him I'll find you. I loved Diana a lot from the beginning. My attachment to the Blackthorns meant that anyone who was nice to them by association caught my interest and deserved attention. But I liked her character, especially when she essentially told Zara to shut the fuck up ngl. Her coming out story was a cherry on the cake tbh I wasn't expecting it and I cried over her story (also her sister ;-;). I love Diana's design too. She's overall a great Character. I love Helen and Aline so much. Their relationship, dedication, meeting, everything about them alone and in a pair is just so great. Also I'm high-key gay for both of them. But Aline dedication to her wife made me cry I'm-- I'm just in love with them ok? Okay but Tessa Jem Will Tho yass I love them I haven't even finished their series (I've read lord of shadows but I'm only on clockwork angel aka the first one ;-;). I live their dynamic. Tessa's just beautiful and great and smart and badass af. Jem is precious I love him. Will is so great I actually prefer his herondaleness to Jace's. I love their interaction. And their Camille and Magnus interaction were the goodest of good shits™ 👌. Do I really need an explanation for Max and Rafe tbh. Like Tavvy they're both adorable and amazing. Also Max is blue (I love the fact he's blue). If anyone ever hurts or bullies them I'm coming for that person. Simon and Izzy. Well what can i say, Izzy is hot and Simon is chill (mah man). He's honestly such a geek ("tell me a bedtime story" "k *plot of starwars*"). He should meet Kit tbh. I love Izzy in book and the TV show (and not just because Emeraude Toubia is impossibly attractive). I live her character. I love Simon's character. 'Nough said. Max, well, uh we don't talk about that. F U C K Y O U S E B A S T I A N M O R G E N S T E R N ! ! ! I loved Max so much, though, I wish I could have protected him personally. He was so cute and loved reading and felt like no one noticed or listened to him or borderline ignored. (That sounds familiar call out post to my toxic friends and family). He's a 13 year old boy you should be ashamed! Tbh I loved Maia since I first read about her in the books. She was so strong and badass and pretty and great. Also that one time where izzy says if she was attracted to girls she'd tap that ass. Also when she killed that asshole I was like yasssss queen slay!!! Rip Kyle tho I miss him. She pretty great in the TV series too, W E A RE N O T T A L K IN G A B O U T T H E C L O S E T S C E N E I R E P E AT N O T!! Jules, Jules, Jules... he's a fucking amazing brother lets start with that. He's had to essentially, apart from Emma and Diana look after his siblings, the institute and everything else singlehandedly. He's always there for them. He's also an artist ! That's great I love artist characters idk. Can we also talk about his way with words dang dang diggity dang dang dang he can talk anyone into seeing to his POV or believing his words. He a great boi. He just needs (some milk, sorry it's 2 am) a permanent vacation with Emma in an AU where parabatai bonds won't make you crazy if you be fucking yo parabatai. So he can fuck Emma, essentially is what I'm, ever so subtly, getting at it. Christina Rosales is beautiful and deserves the world and to stab Zara Fucking Dearborn through the heart. Ok I love her but I love Kieran more so she better not hurt my boi Kier. Also I'm down for some KierArkTina anytime as long as they spend some (a great amount) time to sort out their issues and love each other properly. Mark is great tbh (but again I love Kieran more so don't hurt him mah boi). Like I love his personality and character and appearance and speech patterns they're like the perfect blend between nephilim and faerie and I love that. I love him, that coat scene tho and the kitchen scene and the many scenes where he talks to inanimate objects. Also the make out scenes got diggity damn kierark. Also talking about kierark ppl be like Kieran was so bad to mark yeah but mark was bad to Kieran too. I'm not excusing mah boi here or mark but yeah they both not angels (hahaha). Tbh I loved Raphael so much (also saphael). He was so great I loved this lil asshole so much I cried when he died so much. S E BA S T I A N F U C K IN G M O R G E R N S T E RN !! ! Also ! Ace! representation ! Is ! Important ! I'm! Happy! But yeah Rip this babe. I loved Ty and Livvy ever since I first read them in the books, I was super excited for an autistic character and related to Livvy as my little brother is also autistic. (Livvy deserved better tbh). They're just so great and cute, I love them. We don't deserve them tbh. I love ty, I'm sorry, Sherlock so much and his twin sister (Euros lol don't shoot me) is an inspiration. Livvy is so protective and I love her. Ty is just so protective and I love him. I love them both so much. Kieran, mah boi, my sass ball, my salty bitch, my faerie boi, my king's son, my slayer, my great handsome beautiful amazing boi. Okay I don't even know why I love him so much I just do. He's misunderstood and before yall bitch at me like oh that poor special snowflake he Hurting he misunderstood poor bean do he need a tiny violin to play sad music for him where's thE P R O O F OF T H I S BI T C H ! !! Yall can read up on this subject on other post about it I've reblogged. O K A Y he did some bad things he regrets and wished he could rewind and stop. Um. So has almost every other fricking character in this book series apart from really young kids don't just blame my baby gods guys. Magnus is just the best, if you hate him you're wrong doesn't matter who you are or what ever. You're wrong. He's a great great bf, fiancée, future husband, father, future uncle, babysitter, cat sitter, lover, friend, Warlock, person and soul. I love him I'd give up all my soul and body for him. I worship him, I love his design, speech patterns, personality, methods, over all character and just everything. If I wasn't attracted to female only I'd high-key be crushing on Magnus Bane. Bi the way (see what I did there) he great don't ever hurt. Also he slays. And Harry Shum Jr. does a great job portraying him in the series, he great. Drop everything because you've come to the last of the superior squad (Ty, Livvy, Kieran, Magnus and Alec) Buckle the fuck up guys it's time to go for a spin in the Mystery mobile (or w/e the fuck it's called). Ah Alec, my biggest fave rivalled only by Ty my other biggest fave, he's so handsome brave and amazing. Malec is like supreme OTP (with Kitty and Kierark of course) I live for their dynamic both in the book and on the screen in the TV show. I love Alec as he's incredibly relatable, beautiful, great with kids, a great leader, a great bf/financée/lover/husband, a great person. I love him. If i could if adopt him as my son. I'm screaming he's just so good. Also he hecka attractive for a guy if i was a guy 10/10 would bed and we'd this handsome boi. Also the way he roasted Zara Dearborn, she was more like deadborn back then. (Also when Kieran joined in I cried tears of joy). When are we gonna talk about his alleged bondage kink btw? Hmu with fic and Fanart with this if you have it. In conclusion I love them all very much! Special mentions to: Gwyn, Arthur, Malcolm (idk why), Annabel (kinda i guess), Jaime (Un petit peu), Nene, Nerissa and Aodaon (?) (he cute).

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nataliecrown · 7 years

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The 100 4x10 - YASSSSS

Season 4 cannot be saved, but it can be salvaged. 4x10 is exactly what we need, for ALL of the remaining episodes.

I’m excited again, for the first time – honestly – since the DRAMATIC ROMANCE STARE in 4x05 (yes, I loved the stuff in 4x06 but I was feeling too twitchy about the show in general to get the full buzz). That’s not to say that the problems with this season get wiped away. There were issues that lingered here, and those issues will remain. But enough good work was done in this episode to make me willing to look past the problems, if the final steps of this season follow suit.

I’m not re-watching (blessedly, because I don’t have time and not because I don’t care) so please excuse this messy summary of my full thoughts.

- The greatest thing about this episode is the salvation of Octavia. And here is the first example of us having to look past prior issues to accept what we got here. Some of us won’t be able to do that, for good or bad. But I can, and WOW this episode was killer. Firstly, the writers didn’t try and pass Octavia off as a badass warrior that could hold her own. Everybody knew she didn’t have a chance to win. Everybody (including Clarke, yo yo). Octavia knew. She was trying to act brave, but you could still see her fear.

- The person that believed in her? The person that gave her a way to survive? BELLAMY. And he did it referencing her upbringing and HOW POWERFUL WAS THAT. The Octavia of old meshed with the Octavia of new. Bellamy’s Octavia meshed with Lincoln’s Octavia. Bellamy not being able to tell her he loved her, Octavia saying may we meet again. IT WAS ALL SO TAUT AND HESITANT. There was so much left unsaid because so much has gone down.

- And then not only is Octavia reminded of her brother’s love for her, but Kane hugs her. And then Indra!!!! Despite Indra having her own man in the fight, Indra presents Octavia with her sword – once rejected by the daughter of her blood, now accepted by her adopted daughter. I WAS CRYING DUDES. CRYING. And the cracks start to form…

- Octavia’s relationship with Illian has been…odd, to say the least. His death made me sad because Chai is great, and Marie killed it, but I’m not particularly put out to see him go (he’s a guest star who’s characters purpose was entirely tied to a main – he was given a full bodied arc and the cast needed to be trimmed) but Illian saving her took those cracks that had formed and forced them wider. It’s obvious that Illian was a Lincoln substitute in a lot of ways to Octavia. Her grief was very much for this boy that had – for whatever reasons – decided to fall for a murder kitten, but it was also wrapped up in Lincoln and it felt so earned that she got to give Illian a good death (all of the Lincoln mentions and references were ON POINT)

- And then we get Bellamy stepping out to save Octavia, and GUYS. BELLAMY HAD BITE AGAIN IN THIS EPISODE. ACTUAL BITE? CAN YOU BELIEVE????????

- BITE

- First, he stands up to Kane and Kane relents because YES.

- THEN HE FINALLY GETS TO ACTUALLY BE FURIOUS WITH ECHO

- (One of the small flaws with this episode is a perfect example of how this season does not track. What was the point in Echo’s epiphany earlier in the season, if she was just going to shoot O now? SHE DIDN’T EVEN HESITATE! The plot should serve character, and not the other way round dammit!)

- Bellamy was gonna kill her, and honestly – he earned it.

- Still, I felt for Echo when she got banished. I certainly get the sense that she was almost…crafted by Nia, and I can buy that it’s hard for her to let go of those instincts. I can’t very well defend Clarke’s choices to save her people, and then shit on Echo for trying to save hers, right? I’m intrigued as to where she goes from here. Logic points to some sort of death protecting a Blake, OR maybe she gets a full arc in S5. We’ll see…

- Then we get the GORGEOUS Blake scene with Roan. It was just…so wonderfully acted, and so perfectly on point for all the characters. Roan and Bellamy have always antagonised each other, but there’s a healthy respect between them at this point. And then of course there’s Octavia’s face when she hears Bellamy speak. I’m wary of making connections this season, due to the lack of consistency from ep to ep, but it took me back to 4x06 and my thoughts after Octavia rejecting him utterly. I said then that I felt her rejection had as much to do with her hating and blaming herself, as it did with her hating and blaming him. And I felt that again here. It’s like…despite everything, Octavia didn’t believe that Bellamy could still love her or have faith in her after everything that had happened. But he does, and he always will.

- Roan is another character that has suffered this season (honestly, the large majority have) as a tool to the plot. We aren’t completely free of this at the start of the episode, and I’m still frustrated by it. This is a guy that knew Ontari was a fake Commander and was prepared to roll with it, and he’s only now getting all shitty about religion and culture? Hmmm. I suspect the writers felt the scene with Clarke was necessary to show her trying one last time to save everyone, but they could have handled it better. Maybe just show her trying to reach him, but Gaia intervenes or something? HOWEVER, I’m willing to look past this scene because everything else with Roan was wonderful.

- As with Bellamy, Roan has a shit ton of respect for Octavia. That’s evident from the start, and it has a profound impact on Octavia when he offers the truce. This is a girl that has felt incredibly alone since Lincoln died, but now – as she faces death – people are queuing up to love and support her. Yes, we as viewers know those people have been there all along. But Octavia? Grief, trauma, pain distorts your view. She hasn’t been able to see through that.

- ROAN GETS TO BE A BADASS EVEN IN DEATH (although I maintain that until Zach tweets his goodbyes HE’S ALIVE DAMMIT). Him melon crushing Trikru man was wicked good. His fight with Luna was gloriously done. The twist of the black rain coming in, removing Octavia from the equation, was a great way to have him lose. But YIKES LUNA, what a way to murder someone. It just looked GREAT.

- QUICK NOTE: Gaia’s reaction to Trikru losing out, and her hugging Indra ALSO MADE ME WEEP.

- If (IF DAMMIT) this is Roan’s end, then at least it’s a good one. They could have gotten more out of him this season, but I’ve enjoyed him since 3x02 and Zach was a great addition to the show.

- So, let’s talk about Luna. I felt her turn to darkness was abrupt, and that one scene in an episode prior would have made it track better. But I also kinda loved this as her ultimate endgame? This was Luna at her most interesting, honestly. So yeah, if we’d gotten one extra scene hinting at this it would have been perfect. Nadia rocks a bad girl, like whoa. And again, kudos to the writers for doing the right thing. There is no way that Octavia would beat Luna in a fight. Having her fight dirty was the best and only way.

- MAJOR YIKES AT OCTAVIA’S LAST WORDS TO LUNA THOUGH. WAY HARSH.

- So then we get to Octavia returning to the throne room, and whooooooooooooa.

- SO last week we all breathed a sigh of relief that Clarke was NOT going to become Commander, but now it very much looks like Octavia is going to become some sort of leader of a ‘one’ kru. I’ll reserve judgement on that until I see how it forms, but one thing I do want to mention is the respect that an abundance of grounder characters have for Octavia. Wanheda has been feared and revered, but has always been apart. Octavia has embraced grounder culture since day one. When Clarke tried to take the flame, she disregarded grounder beliefs. Octavia wouldn’t do that. THAT is why when Octavia suggests sharing the bunker they all accept it. Octavia took on the conclave, won, and they respect that.

- KANE WAS SO PROUD

- INDRA WAS SO PROUD

- I WEPT SOME MORE

- And then I wept a bit harder when she ASKED FOR HER BROTHER.

- SHE WANTED TO SEE HIM

- SHE WANTED TO HUG HIM DAMMIT

- Now, I’ve already expressed why Clarke’s choice legit does not bother me one iota and I’m just gonna link to that here because I’m lazy.

- My one gripe with this scene and the setup is that Clarke’s choice happened off screen, and was used as a twist. BUT I am putting major faith in 4x11 to delve deep into her choice and her headspace so it’s not a major thing YET.

- Also, NOTE BELLAMY’S BITE.

- I’m gonna close by doing something that I generally avoid doing, because I hate raising expectations…but…my friends…my immediate Bellarke reaction after this episode and ESPECIALLY AFTER SEEING THE NEXT EPS PROMO WAS EXCITEMENT.

- That bunker will be open by the end of the episode, and I can’t imagine that anything other than Bellamy getting through to Clarke will be the reason it does.

- Could there still be angst right up until the end of the season? Sure! But not necessarily.

- So my fun times scenario is below the cut, and you can play with it if you’re unable to see any light at the end of the tunnel (DISCLAIMER: YOU SHOULD ALWAYS PREPARE FOR THE WORST, THIS IS NOT ME PROMISING THAT THIS WILL HAPPEN).

- Clarke points that gun at Bellamy, they have an epic confrontation that ends with him walking right on up to her until the gun presses into his chest. He just stares at her. Both of them are crying. They don’t speak. She drops the gun, covers her face with her hands. He reaches for her, but she flinches away. She’s certain this will end badly, that they’ll open the bunker and it will be a massacre…but she couldn’t do it. She can’t lose Bellamy.

- Only, when they open the bunker…they are met with peace. Octavia has managed to keep things in check, and negotiations begin. Clarke slinks off. It’s around this time that Murphy returns, and Clarke learns about Murphy’s choice. She apologises to Abby, offering up a silent goodbye. Then she comes to Bellamy, and as soon as she walks away he knows what she’s doing. Bellamy goes to Octavia, and explains that Clarke is going to leave. She never wanted to take a place in the bunker for herself, and she can’t do it now – especially now. And Octavia? She tells Bellamy to go with Clarke, because she knows he wants to. ‘I’ll be safe in the bunker. You’ll be safe with Clarke.’ He says ‘May we meet again.’ She says ‘You’re damn right we will.’

- Clarke is outside now. Murphy is with her, as is Emori (she never wanted to go into a bunker with all those people anyway), Miller too perhaps. And they’re going to get Raven.

- Then they hear ‘Clarke.’ And Bellamy is there. He walks up to her, and simply says ‘let’s go.’ And the camera watches them march out of Polis in a direct parallel to 4x01. Off to retrieve Raven freaking Reyes. Off to find a way to ride out the radiation. Together.

- THE YOUTH INHERIT THE EARTH.

- The final two episodes are delinquent squad vs. praim....fyre? faia? FIRE.

#the 100 #bellarke #octavia blake #bellamy blake #the blake siblings #I'M BACK BITCHES

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amsimaria · 7 years

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Professor Park

» Part two

So here it finally is. I’m sorry if it sucks, I’m not a writer and English isn’t my first language so please don’t be to hard on a hoe. Anyway, i wanted to expand the story a little bit by digging into the characters so it’s going to be a lil angsty

Author: amsimaria

Word count: 6,6K

Feature: Jimin x Reader ft. Jackson Wang (got7)

Genre: ANGST/SLIGHT SMUT

5 days later

Your eyes feel heavy, staring at the empty Starbucks coffee cup that’s rolling on the wooden floor of your small apartment. A sharp pain enters your head when you close your eyes and turn your head to face the wall. Your lack of appetite made you weak and unable to think rationally about everything that had happened. All you could think about was how you could avoid the man that had so much power over you, preferably for ever. The memory of your intimate moment with him was clear as day, which made everything even worse. His forehead, covered in sweat with a few strands of his thick black hair bouncing on his forehead as he pumped himself inside of you. His hands all over your body, gripping and squeezing your flesh.

The worst thing about it all was that you were still dreaming about him every night and they would always end with him walking away with a smug grin on his face while you were crying your eyes out.

You had been skipping classes for three days in a row now, and you didn’t plan on going back there for at least a few more days, maybe even another week after that. You couldn’t stand the thought of seeing him, act like nothing happened and going back to his wife, giving her the love that you craved for so much. You wanted to hate him, but every time your mind spilled the image of his smiling face, you couldn’t help but to almost burst out in tears again. You were a mess. How could you let him have so much control over you? Would he even think about you? Thinking about that made you feel even worse because deep down you knew you were nothing more than a promiscuous schoolgirl to him.

You hear the sound of Melanie’s key pocking the key hole on the outside of your apartment. Watching her come in, you notice her arms are clinging on to two bags, one from Top Shop and the other from American Apparel, two of your favorite clothing shops. You look at her with a sigh. Your eyes looking lifeless and utterly exhausted from lack of sleep and overthinking to much. A worried look appears on her face when she closes the door behind her.

The days hadn’t been easy on her either, hearing you crying yourself to sleep and listening to you constantly putting yourself down.

“How are you doing babe?” She asked, her voice calm but with laced slight desperation

‘’I’m ok i guess’’ you answer, staring down at your lap

‘’Was he there?’’ you ask, as you start to you nervously play with the end of your sleeve. You eyes filled with desperation.

‘’Uh.. yea, yeah he was..“ she replies, looking at the ground and rubbing her neck with one hand

Silence fills the room.

”You have to try letting this go man.. He doesn’t deserve this.’’ Melanie sighed.

‘’You need to come back and start picking up the pieces before you start missing actual important shit. I’m sick of seeing you hurt like this. I refuse to let you fuck up your life over some asshole (Y/N), i won’t let it happen.“ She continued

As you look down at your feet, Melanie puts down the bags and sits herself down next to you, placing one arm around you and pushing the side of your head onto her shoulder.

“I assure you it’ll be alright, ok?” She promises bravely

You know everything will be far from alright, but you didn’t want to upset your comforting friend by telling her otherwise, so you just keep quiet and give her a small nod.

“Now get your fine ass into these cute pieces i just bought you, or i will.” She jokingly demands before excitingly getting up and pulling some pieces of pastel colored clothing out of one of the bags.

You struggle to get up, looking at Melanie, who is now holding a yellow piece of clothing in her hand, with a face full of excitement.

‘’Try this one, with this white top.’’ She says while handing you another piece of clothing, this time white.

‘’Uh.. These colors don’t really match my mood, or my face at the moment Mel..’’

‘’Oh come on, nobody is going to notice your ‘’mood’’ when you’ll be rocking these tomorrow.’’ Melanie replies, holding a pair of pastel-yellow colored culottes in front of you.

“Put them on’’ she demands

You obey with a sigh and start to squeeze yourself into the waist-tight over-knee trousers

‘’Yasssss! It really accentuates your apple bottom babe’’ She lifts your hand in an attempt to make you turn.

“Melanie that’s the last thing i want right now’’ You shout insecure

‘’I don’t want to be noticed, i feel gross enough as it is.’’ you continue, your voice softer this time. sitting back down onto your bed with a defeated look in your eyes.

Melanie sighs.

‘’I’m just trying to help you get out of this downward spiral you’re in (Y/N).’’

You keep quiet.

“Wear a vest over it then?’’ She implies

‘’It’s not about the clothing Mel..’’ You interrupt, shaking your head with a sad smile on your face.

‘’It’s all in your head, you know that right? You just have to swallow the fear of seeing him again.’’ She points out in a serious tone.

‘’I will help you get over it, ok? i promise. Don’t let him see you are broken.’’ she continues

‘’I know.. I- i just really hate him Melan-‘’ unable to finish your sentenced caused by the tickling sensation in your throat from tears coming up, you place your face in the palm of your hands as tears start drowning your eyes again.

‘’Me too, (Y/N) Me too..’’ Melanie sighs, lowering herself to the floor and letting herself fall on her knees next to you, placing the side of her face onto your lap and taking both of your wet hands into hers, holding them tight.

You both stare into the room in silence for a few minutes.

‘’Thank you for being there for me Mel… I’m sorry for acting like a total cry baby these last few days. I don’t deserve a good friend like you.’’ You whimper, pecking your friend on her temple and drying your face with the bed sheet.

‘’You are right, i have to face him and keep my head held high.’’ You say, lifting your chin while jokingly smiling.

You hug your friend before you continue to try on the rest of the clothes she bought you.

- The next morning.

Walking towards the University, you feel the ball, build up of insecurities in your stomach getting intenser and intenser by the minute. You hesitate to walk back to your safe dorm room, but Melanie, who’s paying close attention to your worried expression, is holding on to your hand so tight, that you were sure she would drag you into the campus if she had to. And she was right, you had to face your problems instead of avoiding them, even if they happened to be the married teacher you’re insanely in love with.

Arriving at the entrance, you both make your way to your first class. It’s a 2-hour Statistics class. You feel the pace of your heartbeat speeding up as you watch the clock on the wall every now and then. You were secretly hoping you would somehow faint before your third period began, so you’d have a good reason to skip it, but you knew skipping would only postpone it and make it worse. At the end of the class you feel lightheaded, caused by all the stress, and an empty stomach as your nervousness resulted in lack of appetite this morning.

Walking towards the entrance of Professor Park’s class, you feel your knees getting weaker with every step you take. The 4 inch high wedges Melanie forced you to wear under the yellow culottes didn’t make it rather easy for you.

‘’Mell, i can’t do this..’’ You say while shaking your head in defeat, eyes filled with desperation

‘’Yes you can, just act like nothing happened ok? she calmly assures you

You feel slight relief as her soberness always seemed to calm you down whenever you were feeling stressed. She locks her fingers into yours and pulls you inside the classroom.

When you enter, you see Professor Park sitting at his desk, which is odd, he usually always stands leaning against it to greet his students. You quickly hide your face behind your brown locks and look away from him. Sitting down at a desk all the way in the back, you look up to see Professor Park still sitting down at his desk, not paying the class any attention.

Your memories of his face didn’t do him too justice. Seeing him again made you feel heartsick. All you wanted was to feel his soft lips kiss yours again, his eyes smiling at you like you were the girl he searched for his entire life. A cold and sad feeling creeps into you when you think about how out of reach he actually were from you and how you could never make him love you like you loved him. Your vision becomes blurring, as you stare at the man you knew would never be yours.

“Are you alright (Y/N)? Melanie asked worried.

Her words didn’t get through to you, you were numb by the feeling of being helpless and lonely.

Suddenly Professor Park gets up from his chair and walks over to the door, closing it to begin his lesson. Looking into the now filled classroom with an expressionless face, his eyes suddenly widen when his gaze falls on you sitting in the back with your face turned down and your forehead resting on the hand that is leaning on the hard material of the desk, covering your eyes.

Your eyes meet when you slowly look up to see him frozen by surprise, still staring at you. You quickly look away as you feel more tears coming up.

"Ok everyone, L-let’s start today with the following topic, which is In-inflation” He says, nervously blinking, before walking back to his Macbook book to start the projector.

“I can’t do this Melanie..” you admit to your friend in a wobbly voice, looking at her with your eyes telling her everything she needs to know.

Glancing into your now tear filled eyes, she’s silenced by feeling of guilt. As soon as she starts touching your shoulder in attempt to comfort you, you feel a tear strolling down your cheek, followed by another. You take your bag, swoop it around your shoulder and start to quickly stumble down towards the exit. One hand covering your mouth and your soaking wet eyes looking away from Mr Park, the man who held your heart in the palm of his hand without even fully realizing it. Silence fills the classroom as everyone watches you flight your way towards the door.

When outside, you start sobbing like a little kid. You spurt to the nearest bathroom to hide from your embarrassment. Locking yourself inside one of the toilets, you sit down on the toilet and place your face in your shaking hands.

A projection of his shocked face, played your mind in an endless loop. The memory of him touching your body with his strong hands, gazing into your eyes and adoring you, had almost become a surreal fantasy of what you wanted it to be. It was almost like it didn’t happen and you made it all up because you were so obsessed with him.

Tears were dripping down your lab like rain drops as your thoughts take full control over your emotions. You feel your phone vibrating in your bag, probably a worried Melanie. You decide not to look at it, as you didn’t want to talk about it. You just wanted to go away and leave all of this behind, start a new life somewhere else and just forget about everything. If it was only that easy.

Suddenly you hear a noise coming from the entrance of the girls bathroom. “(Y/N)?” “Are you in there?”

It was Mr Park’s voice.

A hot flash runs through your whole body, paralyzing you the minute you heard his familiar voice say your name. It gives you a strangely warm and safe feeling at first but when your memory reminds you of all the embarrassment you’ve caused, you feel instantly sad.

As you don’t answer, you hear his steps coming closer towards the toilet booth you locked yourself in.

‘’I know you’re in there..’’

You remain silent, but your whimpers undoubtedly gave away your presence.

‘’(Y/N) why are you hiding from me? And why are you crying?’’ he asked, his voice low and slightly annoyed.

You wipe away some of the wetness your tears left on your cheeks with an angry swoop, and you open the door of the toilet booth to then stumble out, standing now one feet away from him and looking him into his inviting dark brown eyes, bearing an enraged expression on your face. You wanted to scream at him and curse him out, but standing in his presence made you feel weak and defenseless.

‘’I.. I feel so stupid!’’ you cry, placing your face in the palms of your hands

Taking one step towards you, he leans over your small frame, taking your hand into his. Your heart starts racing inside your chest as your faded memories of the intimate moments you shared with him, suddenly all became real again. Lifting your chin with his other hand, he gently wipes away some of the wetness under your eyes as he gazes into them, making you look away and lowering your gaze to the floor from embarrassment. You pull back your hand, but he tightens his grip around your wrist, refusing to let go of it. His hand slowly sliding down your face towards your neck, touching your bottom lip with his thumb.

‘’I haven’t forgotten about you if that’s what you think’’ He suddenly states, almost whispering it.

His words made you turn your eyes back at him in surprise, meeting his gaze and only blinking at him.

You both stay silent for a few seconds. He lowers his gaze to the side and back to you, then sighs. ‘’Meet me at 7pm tonight at the coffee place across the street so we can talk about this in private ok?.’’ He commands, his voice warm, but his tone serious.

‘’Ok..’’ You nod in response, looking him into his dark brown eyes. Letting go of your hand, he turns around to walk back in the direction of his classroom. His words echoing your mind as you watch him disappear around the corner.

Was it possible it all meant just as much to him as it did to you? Possibly not, but the thought of being alone with him with, having his full attention sounded like pure heaven to you right now.

- 7PM

Arrived at the arranged place, you take a seat in the back of the coffeeshop, patiently waiting for him to arrive. His words domineering your thoughts the whole time you were waiting.

You start to get worried when you look at your phone and see it is already 7:21.

Would he even show up? Why would he, he didn’t care about leaving you behind the first time you let him have his way with you, why would care now?

You start getting anxious at the thought of him forgetting about you or worse, not even caring enough to show up in the first place. Your eyes light up when you suddenly see the face of your teacher appearing from the entrance.

Your heart starts pounding with excitement and you feel yourself shaking from adrenaline. But when you squint your eyes to get a better view, your heart sinks to your feet. His hand was holding on to that of the woman who he was with the time you saw him at that lounge bar.

Completely paralyzed, you watch your teacher taking a chair from a table in the front, offering it to the woman to sit herself down, then sliding it back to the table. He sits down next to her and, starts touching the small of her back with his right hand and places kisses on her cheek, making her giggle.

Your eyes immediately start to tear up from anger and heartache.

How could he do something so cold? Was this his way of showing you you should stay away from him and forget him. You hated him, you wanted to throw your hot coffee into his stupid face and tell him he’s an asshole, but too broken to do something you, take your bag and start storming out of the coffeeshop passed the happy couple.

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Two months had passed and you’d switched classes with a girl who wanted to be in Park’s class so bad, she’d practically begged you for it. Your new Economy class was given by an old lady, a bit slow and boring, but you were happy you could follow the course without having to see Professor Park all the time. Next to that, the new class happened to be a very social one. Everyone worked together and you made a few new friends, including a cute boy named Jackson. He was 2 years older than you, but he was very playful and he always seemed to be in a good mood. He always made you laugh at the most inconvenient moments and his dry jokes made you mostly forget about everything that had happened to you the last couple of months.

Once in while you still saw your old professor when he walked passed you in the hallways, and most of the time he just acted like you weren’t even there. You hated the way he could act like nothing happened while you still hunkered for his conditional love. You tried your best not to look at him or show him any kind of attention, but it was hard and it was painful every time.

‘’Psst sleepy head, have you studied for the upcoming test?’’ your hear a low voice whispering, coming from behind you and waking you from your daydream about your planned trip to Asia next spring.

‘’Yea, sorta’’ You whisper, turning around at Jackson, before giggling at yourself for how unprepared you actually were for that test.

“Ah ok, let me know if you need help ok?’’ Jackson kindly offers, while smiling.

‘’I will, thanks’’ You smile, turning your head back to the front.

After leaving the classroom, you make your way towards the University’s exit to meet Melanie who was waiting for you at the coffeeshop. You slightly jump up when you feel a hand on your upper back, stopping you in your tracks. Turning around to see who’s arm it was, you see Jackson’s cheerful face smiling at you.

‘’Hey, i wanted to ask you something. I thought it would be kinda lame if i asked it over text.’’ He mutters, scratching the back of his neck with his hand.

‘’Wow, that sounds pretty serious. Should i prepare myself for your question?’’ You joke

“No.. No. I just. I uh.. I wanted to ask you if you want to go and have a drink with me tonight.’’ He stutters while uncomfortably darting his eyes around before back at you.

A little shocked by his sudden nervousness, you laugh. ’’You don’t have to be so shy about it weirdo’’ You joke, prodding his shoulder with your hand.

Embarrassed by his obvious nervousness, he shakes his head while putting his face in the palm and laughing at himself.

“I’d love to go.’’ You finally answer him, your voice in a higher tone.

‘’Great! Pick you up at eight?’’ He asks joyfully

“Sounds good.’’ You smile

Watching him walk away backwards, you start laughing when you see him bumping his back into a girl who was talking to her friend.

Walking towards the coffeeshop you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about your former professor. You were still weak for him. Yes, your transfer had helped you get over most of your heartbreak and your new class was a lot better than you could’ve wished for, but still, your love for him had only become more complicated. His words had plagued your mind for weeks. You could sometimes still feel the anger build up when your memories brought back the image of him and his wife entering that coffeeshop. Maybe it was a good thing Jackson asked you out you thought to yourself. Maybe he could help you finally get over that asshole. It was a little bit of a selfish thought, but Jackson was a sweet guy and if it wasn’t for the heartbreak, you would’ve probably already asked him out yourself. And besides, a cute guy like him being that nervous to ask a girl out is just adorable.

‘’Tool. ’’ You silently say to yourself while rolling your eyes while widely smiling at his clumsiness before entering the coffeeshop. Spotting Melanie sitting in a booth in the back, you decide to get yourself a coffee first.

Sliding next to Melanie who was rapidly typing her fingers on the keyboard of her laptop, you take a sip of your hot coffee.

‘’Hey boo.’’ Melanie says, not taking her eyes off the bright screen of her laptop.

You giggled at the sight of her big black hipster glasses covering her small face, before greeting her.

‘’I’m sorry, i gotta finish this reeeal quick.’’ She hastily says.

Silence fills the space between you and your friend as she continues typing on her laptop. Staring into the coffeeshop, your eyes fall on a couple who seemed to be having an argument about something. While taking another sip of your coffee and watching the pair, the the image of Professor Park and his wife sitting at the table in the front comes ghosting your memory again. You wondered if they ever fought. Of course they did. Or maybe not? You didn’t know the woman at all, and even though you had no right to, you hated her with every inch of your body. What was so great about her? What did she have that you didn’t? Yes, she was presumably a couple of years older than you, and unlike you, she probably had her shit together. But still, what made him want to marry her? Those questions made you insecure and sometimes somewhat obsessive.

‘’How was class?’’ Melanie asks, bringing the coffee cup to her lips while looking at you.

‘’Good.’’ You mouth absently, still staring at the couple.

‘’Sounds convincing’’ Melanie replies sarcastically

Shaking your head from your thoughts you turn back facing your friend.

‘’Sorry, i was lost in my thoughts for a sec.’’ You reply, after focusing your attention back to Melanie.

‘’About what?’’ she asks, wriggling her eyebrows and throwing one leg over your lap.

When you’re just about to say something, Melanie interrupts you ’’No wait let me guess, you were thinking about that hottie from your new class, who you haven’t introduced me to by the way.’’ She smirks. ‘’What was his name again Jack?’’

‘’Jackson.’’ You reply

‘’He uh.. He asked me out just before i came here.’’

‘’Whuuut! No waaaay.’’ Melanie almost shouts while taking her leg off your lap and starts leaning forward. Gaping at you for a few seconds.

‘’Yes. ’’ You chuckled

‘’And?’’ She asked, stretching her neck out forward and raising an eyebrow.

‘’And what?’’

‘’And, are you gonna bang em?’’ Melanie asked, leaning back and bringing her coffeecup to her lips.

‘’NO! You dumbass’’ You laugh. ‘’I said yes tho. He is going to pick me up at eight tonight.’’ You shyly smile, sounding a little proud.

‘’Good. You could use some lovin, girl.’’ Melanie winks

‘’How was he today..’’ You ask, after a few moments of silence

‘’Who Park? He’s an asshole (Y/N) forget him.’’ she scoffs, looking back at her screen.

‘’I just want you to forget about him. I want my old friend back. The confident one.’’ Her voice sounding a little warmer now.

Lowering your gaze to your lap, you start nervously playing with the hem of your shirt.

“Look at me.’’ Melanie commands, raising your chin with her finger. “You deserve better, man.’’

Nodding in response, you prudently smile at your friend.

Her words were sweet, and you were sure she meant them, but you had to believe them yourself, and you didn’t.

‘’I’m sure he’s fucking some other student now anyway.’’ She mouths, looking back at her laptop.

‘’Really what makes you think that?.’’ You ask in a rushed voice, swiftly darting your eyes back to your friend’s, sounding slightly upset.

‘’Calm dooown.’’ She frames ‘’I’m just assuming with him being a dick and all.’’ She states, lazily.

“Whatever he can do whatever he wants right? Fuck him.’’ You said, sounding unconvinced.

‘’Yeah! That’s the spirit. And besides, you got a date with a hot guy tonight so fuck Park.’’ She says, wriggling her eyebrows.

‘’Anyway we better get back, we gotta be in class in 15 minutes’’ You sigh, taking your bag and sliding out of the booth.

‘’Yeah let’s go.’’ Melanie says, taking the lid of her coffeecup between her teeth and taking her things before getting out as well.

- 8 PM

After getting a text from Jackson, you hastily take your things and leave your apartment to go on your date with him.

“Hey’’ You greet him with a smile.

“Hey, you look.. g-great!’’ He says, scratching the back of his neck nervously, while scanning you down as you get in the car. His eyes stopping on your tight bordeaux over-shoulder dress.

‘’Well you texted me to wear something fancy but danceable so here you go’’ You shrug, jokingly.

‘’Where are we going anyways?’’ You ask, as he drives away from the campus.

‘’You’ll see.’’ He mischievously smirks, looking at you before looking back at the road.

Arriving at a street full of nightclubs, you continue to stare out of your window, looking at the nicely dressed people walking down the sidewalk. The people here were obviously rich or something, you thought to yourself. Looking at the terraces, you see people smoking cigars, wearing flashy watches and expensive suits.

‘’Wow this looks a little out of reach for a couple of college students’’ You mutter, looking at Jackson before turning back to stare at the sophisticated individuals.

‘’Well, you’re kind of right yeah.’’ He laughed, watching you stare out of your window.

‘’We’re going to go to that club.’’ Jackson points at a place a little further, pushing his finger against your window.

“Really.. How? I don’t understand..’’ You ask, looking confused.

‘’Just come with me’’ Jackson calmly smiled after parking his car.

You both get out and he jokingly holds his elbow out for you to grab onto.

When arriving in front of the club, you see a massive line of well dressed people waiting to get in.

‘’How are we ever going to get in here? I’m not even 21 and look at that massive line. It will take ages’’ You state, giving Jackson a questionable look.

Taking your hand without saying anything, Jackson pulls you passed the endless waiting line towards the enormous bouncer and a girl who was wearing an earpiece and held a clipboard in her hand.

‘’What are you doing? You’re going to make a fool out of us!’’ You silently shout, making Jackson instantly chuckle.

“You’re so cute, just come with me. The bouncer has a crush on me.’’ Jackson said, pulling you with him.

When the bouncer sees the both of you, he nods at the girl and she immediately unhooks the cord and let’s you both pass. When walking passed them, the bouncer winks at Jackson without smiling, making you even more confused.

When inside, you tuck on Jackson’s arm. ‘’What just happened?’’ You ask, stopping you both from moving before shaking your head confusingly and furrowing your eyebrows at him.

‘’I told you. The bouncer wants a piece of this.’’ He smirks, wriggling his eyebrows while taking his jacket his jacket off.

After laughing at your very confused face he starts talking again. ‘’No, just kidding, my uncle owns this place.’’ He explains, taking your jacket of off you and handing it to the guard robe lady. ’’I can go whenever i want.’’

‘’Wow, that’s pretty cool.’’

‘’Yeah, i guess it is.’’ He shrugged, taking your hand as he walks towards the major marble opening, in the shape of a half moon.

As you both walk in, you couldn’t believe your eyes. The place was amazing. It was one gigantic white marble room, with the ceiling shaped as a dome. And in the middle of the dance floor, there was huge fountain spewing water in all shapes and colours. The DJ booth was located on the white balcony of the second floor, facing the entire club.

‘’This place is amazing Jackson.’’ You say, slapping his chest, still looking around in awe.

‘’I’m glad you like it.’’ He smiled. ‘’It used to be an orthodox church, but they renewed the place.

‘’It’s amazing! I’ve never seen anything like it.’’

Taking your hand, he guides you to a vip like area and you sit down on one of the suede sofa’s.

After a bit of talking and drinking some fruity cocktails, you feel yourself getting restless from the buzz of the alcohol.

‘’Let’s go dancing!’’ You shout excitingly, taking Jackson’s hand and pulling you with him as you make your way towards the dance floor.

As you both start dancing, you notice Jackson getting a little nervous, as he starts avoiding your gaze. Feeling bold, you take his hand and start dancing more close to him.

You had to admit, you were feeling pretty good and you were having fun dancing around with Jackson. For the first time in weeks you didn’t feel insecure and actually felt confident about yourself. You didn’t know if it was because you were falling for Jackson or simply because a cute boy gave you the attention and admiration you so desperately needed. The way Jackson looked at you was so different from the way Mr. Park had looked at you back then. Jackson eyes showed adoration, fondness, cherish. While Park’s eyes showed, lust, desire and hunger. You couldn’t understand why you were so fond of the man. All you two really had was one sexual moment. He didn’t promise you love, nor commitment. Maybe you were the kind of person that just wanted the things she couldn’t have.

‘’I really like your hair up like that! You should do it more often.’’ Jackson shouts over the music, his eyes twinkling.

Smiling in response, you lift his hand over you head and start doing a little twist beneath it, rolling your back into his chest. Feeling him stiffen under your touch, you lift your hand and place it behind his neck, letting your head slightly rest on his shoulder.

After three minutes of intimate slow dancing you lift your head back up, facing the dance floor. Your eyes fall on the face of your former professor, standing a little further away from the dance floor, looking at the two of you in complete shock. Blinking a few times, trying to apprehend if this wasn’t one of your memories, playing the image of his flawless features. The image of the man you’d been avoiding for the last couple of months. The man who broke your heart.

It was him, you were sure.

Damn he looks good.

You noticed him scanning your body from top to bottom with his eyes, and after meeting his gaze for a few seconds, he turns back to the group of guys he was with.

Isn’t he with his dumb wife?

You thought, almost saying it out loud in disgust.

All of a sudden you started feeling like this was your golden opportunity to take revenge on the man. You turn around and start kissing Jackson.

After half a minute of intense kissing, you break loose from the kiss. Jackson’s eyes were filled with bliss and his whole demeanor smiled while still holding your neck with his hand.

You felt kind of wrong for using Jackson in your little revenge play, but that didn’t even come close to the amount of thrill your felt from the slight chance you had at making your professor jealous.

Slowly turning around to see if he was still looking at you, Jackson suddenly grabs your hand.

“My uncle texted me to come see him upstairs for a few minutes. Do you want to come with me?’’ Jackson asked considerately.

‘’No, no! That’s ok i needed to pee anyway.’’ You smile.

Quickly turning around to see if Park was still looking at you, you notice him to be gone.

Has he really left?

Looking around to see if he had maybe walked over to another spot, you notice the little group of people he was with to be gone too.

You walk over to the big hall where the toilets were located. Your eyes shifting around, searching for a familiar face, hoping there would still be a slight possibility he’d be here.

When you pass by the thick marble pillar connected to the wall, you feel two hands grabbing you by your waist, pulling you closer.

The lobby of the club was a lot darker and you had to blink a few times to adjust your eyes to make up the face that was only inches away from yours. Your heart starts racing when you recognize the familiar face of your former professor. Park.

‘’Hhmmhh.. Look at you’’ He hummed, biting his lip and staring at you with intense desire. His voice thick with arousal.

‘’What are you doing?! Professor, I came here with someone.’’ You say, trying to push him off of you.

‘’Ah, I love it when you call me that baby’’ He purred down your neck, not letting go of your waist and placing his lips on the soft flesh of your neck and trailing down kisses on your strapless shoulders, sending your body shivers like no other could.

Feeling him so close to you made your breath become unsteady from arousal. He broke you, humiliated you and changed you into this obsessive insecure girl that lost almost all of her confidence, yet still had you wrapped around his finger in a matter of seconds. That thought made you angry. Pulling yourself loose from his grip, you take one step backward.

‘’Don’t you have a wife to go to? Professor.’’ You scoff, your voice slight shaky, laced with build up insecurities.

‘’Jimin.’’ He sighed.

‘’What?’’

‘’Call me Jimin.’’ He warmly smiled, looking into your eyes as if you were someone he genuinely cared for.

Not being able to bring up the words, you stay silent, just looking at him with slightly parted lips.

‘’You make me go insane, you know that?’’ He says, taking a step closer to you. ‘’I mean look at you.. You gave me a hard on just by standing there.’’ He slowly sneaks his hand around your butt cheek.

‘’You’re drunk’’ You state while carefully scanning his face.

‘’Oh is that so?’’ Placing his hand on the back of your thigh, he slowly lowers himself in front of you, still looking into your eyes. ‘’Man.. What i would to get a taste of you right know.’’ He purrs, sneaking his other hand under the split of your dress. Reaching your panties, he gently eases two fingers inside your soaking wet core, making you quietly moan, but loud enough for him to hear.

“Fuck.’’ He breaths ‘’You’re tight little pussy is soaking wet.’’ His words slurred and his eyelids hanging from both arousal and the buzz of the alcohol.

‘’Do you like me filling you up baby?’’ Jimin breaths. You quietly moan at the feeling of his fingers slowly going in and out your still very tight core.

“No, no. Stop, there are people here. And this isn’t right. I came here with someone. I have to go back to him before he comes looking for me.’’ You say, sounding out of breath, pulling his hand away as you take a step back.

‘’What? You mean that clown you were kissing back there?’’ Jimin snorts, getting back up he points his head towards the direction of the dance floor while laughing in a condescending manner. ‘’You need a real man (Y/N), not some college douchebag who probably doesn’t even know how to give it to you right.’’

You remain silent, your gaze fixed on the ground.

‘’Let me take you home.’’ He says, his voice warm but low.

His words felt like honey to your ears. He wanted you so bad and you loved every second of it. Though you wanted nothing more than to leave with him, your intuition was screaming for you not to give in. For you to go back to Jackson who actually liked you for you and didn’t use you or break your heart. Jackson was cute, sweet and fun to be with but your love for Jimin Park was so much more than just a crush, your heart literally skipped a beat every time your name rolled of his skillful slick tongue. You’d never felt anything like this, ever.

‘’I can’t.. You broke me heart.’’ You finally answer, looking back into his eyes.

Jimin sighs. “(Y/N) look..’’ He says stroking your jaw. ‘’I’m sorry if i hurt you.. It’s just.. I can’t stop thinking about you. You are the woman of my dreams.’’

The woman of his dreams.. Did he really mean that?

‘’Really?’’ You shyly smile.

‘’Yes. I’m just in a complicated situation right now.’’ He said.

You were unable to tell if he was being honest. You would probably buy anything that came from his mouth. You were putty in his hands, locked under his spell.

‘’I want to keep seeing you. Please let me take you home tonight.’’

Your obsession with him had become unhealthy. You often found yourself imagining him calling his wife and letting the phone lay next to you while he fucked you, and you moaned his name in between the sound of skin slapping skin. You were so jealous of a woman you didn’t even know that it had made your thoughts somewhat wicked and hateful towards her. You wanted him all to yourself.

After a few seconds of silence you answer.

‘’I’ll go with you on one condition..’’

‘’Anything’’ He replies, looking straight into your eyes. His voice clear.

‘’I want you to take me to your house, and fuck me on your kitchen counter while your wife is asleep in your bedroom.’’ You boldly state, looking into his eyes with all the seriousness, making him widen his eyes and parting his lips at your words.

‘’What.. A-are you being serious?’’ He raises his eyebrows at you.

‘’Yes. If you want to fuck me professor, you have to take me to your house and do me while your wife is asleep.’’ You reply innocently but clear.

‘’I.. I can’t do that (Y/N)..’’

‘’Why not? She’s asleep, she won’t notice. I’ll be very quiet.’’ You promise, biting your lip while looking him into is eyes.

You were so desperate for him to give in. You just wanted some kind of confirmation that he didn’t value her as much as you thought he did.

After some consideration, Jimin gives in. ‘’Let’s go.’’ He says without smiling, looking at you with his lust filled eyes.

Getting into Jimin’s car, you text Jackson that you weren’t feeling good and took a cab home. You felt awful for leaving Jackson like that, and you would probably hate yourself in the morning, but for now you just couldn’t bring yourself to care as your body was high on the rush of endorphins.

I’m sorry it sucked, i promise the next part will be better.

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excuse the rather shitty graphic, i churned it out before class. i wanted to do something with an octopus ( because i’m that guy ), but i got kicked in the shin by schoolwork and neglected to find one i could work with. my bad, my bad.

but! the important thing isn’t my budget image, it’s the fact that i’ve had bodhi for over a month now and i swear, i’m in love with this fandom. from rogue one players to originals to prequels to the animations: you guys are amazing. i haven’t been this excited for a fandom in a long time. i don’t know if star wars just attracts the kinna writers i click with and admire or what but you guys are 👌👌👌👌👌. however, i wanted to use this mushy-gushy holiday to be sappy and show a little appreciation to the people who have really made this blog something i cherish.

THE DOKIDOKI SQUAD

i wish i could write my undying love for everyone i adore, but i doubt i could do that a) before class and b) within the average human lifespan. so these are the folks that i either talk to a lot ooc, write a lot with, or just make me really, really happy by just existing. you’re the friends that send me things, talk to me about nonsense, get real with me, and are just an all around treat. even if i don’t know you very well ( yet ) you are have made bodhi an experience i won’t ever forget and our talks that have me drabbling about this shadow-jumper pilot on the back of my homework.

like, i just---- *blows kiss @ u*

@bretttal + all your baes - YO!!!!! we’ve been friends/saltmates/prosebros for how long now? two years now? but like, it also feels like forever, like that kind of kinship you got with someone who just weaves in seamlessly with your life and mind like damn, son. the fact that we can be so dank levels of emo and crack at the same time with each other but then get so brutally honest and real the very next sentence. we don’t shy from anything and we express ourselves openly but respect when the other wants to be quiet with details. and the fact that our passions overlap: linguistics, culture, politics, and the various aspects of humanity. like, to have someone that i can talk about those things with, who is as passionate about strengths and tragedies of the human mind is such a sacred thing to me. like, to say the ideas we come up with for our muses ( especially now with bodhi in the picture ) are controversial to the mainstream mind is an understatement, i don’t know how many others would dare to tread where you and i go. so, i am so fortunate to have you as a friend and ally, especially with the world the way it is. because ( at the risk of sounding like a ball of cheese ) you, my dear friend, are the kinna soul that gives me hope, the kinna person i know i can trust with the future.

you also cry about rogue one and horror movies and xenomorphs with me. a lot. bless u.

@leadkiss + all your baes - okay, okay, i know. we haven’t interacted on this blog yet but idgaf, you’re a pillar wherever i go. we have so much history, the relationships and plots we craft together make dark souls look like a putt-putt game. we are lovecraftian horrors, we make the tragedies of old look like child’s play and the darkest of apocalypses feel like sunshine. and don’t know many people i can be brave, to be honest and open about real life, and certainly i don’t know many people i’m on the same wavelength with. and i know, our approaches and situations often clash...a lot *heart hands* i wouldn’t trade it for the world. your words are precious to me, whether written or spoken. so idk when we’ll write with each other on our current blogs, i do hope soon but until then, i’m more than happy to just gush at each other in skype about our baes past and present and, lbr, future.

@seijoki + all your baes - *gently gritos in admiration* no but seriously, we met like three years ago. and even we barely talked ooc, you had such a major impact on my muse. and then when jasper happened, you were literally a central part of his character???? you are so precious and such a bae like i can’t even with words to describe how awesome you are. and your characters are just as meaningful and your portrayal of them is so truehearted, i’m blown away. you just have a way with your muses that others, myself included, can’t help but be a little shook like, damn. *waves hands* like, we’ve gone through such an extra af journey together. from felix’s murder-aunt to the unfortunate sister of goggles mcfirehazard and moon moon the carebear. and you as a person are such a masterpiece. i envy your ability to remain patient and noble in situations with people that would have me making strangle-y hands. your such a good, tori, and like, i hope you know that.

plus, the fear of owls. you get it.

@catchthatregenerator - *toddler clapping* dude!!! you play a villain and don’t pull punches, i fucking love it. you get more and more unapologetic about how much of delightful garbage can adam is and i could just yasssss~ about it all day. you don’t woobie your boy, and you don’t try to excuse his behavior. you embrace and recognize who and what he is and are a responsible antagonist-player. bless u so much, man. as someone who used to play villains, i admire and love what you do. and also your writing, whether it was about adam or not, is amazing??? you’re so honest about your analysis and you don’t throw around fancy world and scripple with purple crayon everywhere for the sake of “quality”. you just write. your voice is strong, you don’t need falsify your prose with grandeur and it’s such a hallelujah, mang. it makes writing with you so refreshing and just *blows a kiss* you’re such a treat and i’m a lucky sucker for having you in my life. no joke. also, you as a person....idek how you manage to be so sweet and warm??? wtf??? how you can be so kind and gentle but still stand your ground is beyond me. you’re a brave soul, in both your personality and writing and i just have become a meme when it comes to you i swear. you are such a treat and i always look forward to your adam and any muse you pursue.

@sergeantstardust / @scavengered / @halfworldborn / @lightlived / @scarificed ( and your other blogs ) - so i don’t know each of your very well yet. i’ve only just met each of you but you guys are those blogs i halt my dash browsing for to read whatever the heck you just posted. like, it doesn’t matter what stage of writing we’re at: whether we’ve done a few replies, just barely started, or are still plotting --- i have so much respect and adoration for what you guys can do. the care and effort you put into your characters and prose, the thought behind each word and action, there’s never a dull moment and i’m always excited to see you guys on my dash ( or when you talk to me, like sorry i nerd out whenever i get an IM ding from y’all ngl and nerd out even more when we plot or i read a reply to our thread ).

BAES

section for all the folks that make me *hearteyes* because you guys are filled with such talent. you all have such fascinating and unique versions of your muse and your prose is always on point and i’m so jazzed to be mutuals with you whether we’ve had a chance to write together or not.

@thcenemy ( @blindhim ) / @rogueandcr / @rebelsacrifice / @fcrcepilot / @cxptainandor / @pilotcorellian / @awakenedrey / @ginatcnic / @strongwilledsoul / @imqetuous / @fulcrumm ( @sospes ) / @rcbelborn / @lastorgana / @aldcraanian / @hotshotflyboy / @rebelcassn / @stardusttoash / @stardusttings / @xaedificare / @aftcrshocks / @libertinedeath / @bridgrs / @jvnstcrdust / @rebelcourage / @pilotlng / @likemyfatherbeforeme / @galaxyslasthope / @rebellioncaptain / @arepure / @amcureux / @binarywake / @camewithguns / @helluvapilot / @vilibertatis / @captcassiansandors / @scioncfel / @snipisms / @jaigvision / @eireniic

SMOL SHOUTOUT

just a small little section just to give some recognition and love to my fellow bodhi players who i’m mutuals with because you two have a 👌👌👌👌 taste in muses and i appreciate you for exploring the dude with the body of man and the soul of chihuahua and making him your own.

@imthxpilot & @rogue-one-aviator

#long post for ts #long post #long post //#❝ out of chances ❞ ᵒᵒᶜ #¯\_(ツ)_/¯#i have to do homework now but i wanted to get this up before valentines was over in my timezone...so it's kind of a mess and i didn't #spellcheck...shit

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