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redjaybathood · 2 years

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Ummm... Sorry if bother but I left prompts on notes for your post about them, just wanted to make sure you have seen them.

(Sorry again if it's bothering, have a good day)

Sorry, no, I saw it, I'm just not always reply to things in the chronological order I got them. Though sending an ask is always an easier way for me to respond - I can save things to drafts.

I really liked this one!

wonderwondered: 2. Talia and Jason have monthly meetings and on one of them run into some of Bats and pretend that they don't know them.

Imagine. They're just chilling on those chairs that cafes sometimes put on the street. Their outfits are flipped. Talia is in something comfy, low-key street fashion; Jason wears deep green with gold accents, his shirt has cleavage to his navel, there are heels, though it's those sensible low heels because he's tall enough. Oh, and he has eyeliner.

So, Tim gets himself a coffee to go from the very same cafe. And he is passing them, thinking his own thoughts, when he stops short. In the middle of sidewalk.

And backtracks.

"Jason?!"

Please note that he is yet to recognise Talia, who also has her hair in a artfully messy bun. And no cleavage. (I appreciate the gorgeous art and unique outfits Talia wears but, you know, I really don't like it when all of them have cleavage except one time she was wearing sweatpants)

So no, that plus sunglasses, and he doesn't recognize her at all.

Jason looks at him as though seeing a stranger.

"Do you know this boy?" Talia says in a horrendous Russian accent.

Jason looks Tim dead in the eye and just shakes his head. Doubt creeps up into Tim. He says sorry and moves along with his coffee, thinking he should have asked for one more shot of espresso.

Next time, it's Gotham Academy art exhibition. Talia is in a sharp business suit, with wide trousers and jacket, and a wide hat. Jason is in a tracksuit and has a golden chain.

Damian already ran away with his friends, something about a case of art fraud. Dick just notices the pair. They've been staring at Damian's painting for ages. He decides to get closer, strike up a conversation, just in case. But when he just says:

"Hi, I'm Dick, this is my brother's work. Where's..."

And then he notices just who this is.

"Talia? Did Damian know you will be here? And... Is this Jason?"

Now it's Jason's turn to bring on the thick Eastern European accent.

"Ha! You're mistaken, my friend. I am here for my daughter."

He points at the girl in a leather jacket with very bright blue hair and a permanent scowl, despite being surrounded by a lot of people her age who are trying to get her attention. The expression on her is so familiar, Dick would believe it's his daughter, except for how he would need to become a dad at ten.

"You're not looking old enough to be her father, Jason," Dick says in exasperation.

"Thank you!" Jason beams. "Clara always calling me too old. I had to promise to never talk to her in public because how old I am. And uncool. Hey, I say her, I am cool. I know memes!" He proceeds to show Dick Pepe the Frog. "Though I don't know why the frog is sad. I asked Clara, but that's when she forbid to talk to her. It hurts, you know, when they grow up. But I wouldn't trade it for..."

Dick stops listening, walks away. Whatever Jason playing at? He doesn't care, it's his day off.

The next ones are Steph and Cass. They follow Talia and Jason through the mall. Jason is carrying all the bags and looks like he wants someone to start shooting at them right now, Talia looks like she's having a time of her life.

The girls bring this up the next time everyone gathered together for a debrief.

"So what's up with the League in Gotham?" Steph asks Jason.

Jason blinks at her.

"What are you talking about?"

Bruce zeroes in on this.

"Hood, are you looking for the League of Assassins again?"

"No, and for the record, I never did," Jason says.

At the same time, Stephanie says "Yeah, we saw them on a shopping spree."

"Me?" Jason asks and points at himself to boot. "Shopping? Never."

"As if my mother would take him as the companion," Damian scoffs from where he's sitting. "Or would choose Gotham for a shopping spree."

"See?"

"She did take you to Damian's art show though," Dick remembers.

"No she didn't," Jason furrows his brow as if he doesn't know what he is talking about.

Bruce presses down on the bridge of the nose, trying to stave off a headache.

"Red Hood, if the League of Assassins is planning something..."

"May I remind you all," Jason says slowly, looking at everyone in turn. "That I've never been a part of the League? Because Ra's hates me with a passion of thousands of suns and thinks I'm going to end the world, probably?"

"No," Damian tells him. "You just annoy him."

"Potayto, potahto," Jason murmurs.

And so it goes. They are seen around town, all in different places, always wearing a different look. There's never any follow-up re: nefarious plans of the League of Assassins, so the Batfam just lets them do whatever the hell they want. Watch the opera where Jason spends the intermission ranting to everyone in the vicinity about how modern interpretation by Gotham's troupe completely missed the point of characters - Talia looks very bored and even yawns. Show up for a baseball game which Talia spends, mostly standing around and shouting at players and Jason trying to seem non-existing. Get their nails done at a spa salon, which, surprisingly, both enjoy. All while still pretending they don't know Batfam members, even if they fully know their disguises not fooling anybody.

The only time Talia breaks the character is when Damian is there.

"Mother," he seethes. "You are visiting Gotham every month, and spend the day with Todd, of all people. Why have you never invited Father and me?"

"Damian," she says, sitting down so they would be on the same level. "Do you want to spend time with me?"

Damian sputters.

"I did not say that," he denies, being, like, 11-years old and too cool to hang out with his mother.

But then Talia gets out a small (Damian-sized) letter jacket, a copy of what she's wearing, but in red; she snaps her fingers at Jason, without looking, and he takes a pair of sunglasses out from his front pocket and gives it to her.

Talia offers it to Damian.

"Well," Damian said. "If you went to all this trouble. But," he points a finger. "I'm choosing where we go the next time. I will not have my nails done by a random mall person."

"Don't worry," Jason says. "We don't repeat our outings. Would make it too easy for any of the Bats to come to crash it."

That's it. There's no punchline, no sudden reveal, or a twist. Just Talia hanging out with one of her sons and quietly hoping that Damian sees that it's not uncool to hang out with your mother. And it works.

#talia al ghul #jason todd #damian wayne #asks #fic ideas

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brainyxbat · 2 years

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Hisui- Proposal

Butch has an elaborate plan in his mind for popping the big question to Venus. Too bad an inattentive waiter screws it up!

At HQ, while Venus Wisteria was in her resting quarters, Butch Kosaburo turned to one of his trusty companions. “Hey, Mightyena? The time has come. Lookit.” He opened a black velvet box to show it a black ring resembling a tiara, accented with small, gorgeous white diamonds, and a teardrop opal in the center. “It’s for Venus. I’m gonna ask her to marry me.” He let a breath out, as he shook his head. “This is so crazy; I, I’m nervous.” Mightyena pawed at his knee, as if in reassurance. “Thanks, buddy. I just- AAH!” He nearly jumped out of his skin when the door was suddenly opened, the box almost snapping shut on his fingers.

Cassidy snickered at his reaction. “Did Mighty say yes?” She joked and giggled, as Butch rolled his eyes.

“Very funny, Cass.”

“So,” She sat on a comfy chair by the Bite Pokemon, “You’re finally popping the question to V, huh? About time.”

“Yeah. This is the ring I picked out.” Butch showed it to her like he did earlier with Mightyena.

“Wow, that’s beautiful! She’ll love it; it’s just her style.”

“Thanks; I knew it was a right decision.” He sighed deeply. “I’m nervous, though.”

Her hand rested on his shoulder in comfort. “Afraid she won’t say yes?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Don’t worry, she will. I just know it; she loves you too much to turn you down.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. It’s weird; you’re usually more confident than this.”

“Well, this is a big thing.”

“True. But everything will be okay, buddy; she’ll accept your proposal.” Her hands clapped together, before she stood up. “Now, what’re you wearing?”

Meanwhile, Venus changed from her uniform into a dark blue v-neck mini dress with a layered skirt, a black short-sleeve cardigan with ruffles, a silver moon headband, and black velvet lace-up boots with 6 inch heels, 3 inch platforms, and scales texture. Around her neck was a treasured birthday present from Butch shortly after they started dating: a pink and white rainbow pendant necklace with the clouds and chain in black. She wore it everyday since he gave it to her, even tucking it under her uniform.

“Okay uh, how’s this?” She showed her longtime partner Zubat, and newer friend, a young Bulbasaur named Bramble, nearing the ability to tag along on missions. She smiled when they both seemed to show approval. “Thanks, guys. What could Butch be planning?” They were as clueless as she was, as she fixed her makeup. “He hasn’t even said where we’re going; just to “dress nice”, in his words.” She slid her black manga mascara on her naturally green eyelashes, grabbed her Gothic designer purse, and sat on her bed. “Now I just gotta wait for him to come grab me.”

She didn’t have to wait for long. After hearing a knock on the door, she straightened up in her tall heels, and smiled when she opened. Butch was quite handsome in a black suit and shiny shoes, along with a black button-up t-shirt printed with blue flames. His hair was still the same M-shaped bangs as always. “Wow; you look amazing.”

“Thank you, so do you.” He kissed her cheek, as she blushed bashfully, “Ready to go?”

“Yep.” She turned to Zubat and Bramble. “See you guys later tonight.” After they gave out their respective calls, she closed the door, stashed the key in her purse, and headed out with her boyfriend. “Now, where are we going?”

“You’ll see,” He winked, receiving an eye roll in response.

“Butch-”

“You’ll find out shortly. It won’t be much longer; I promise. You trust me?”

She smirked, and nodded. “Yes, I trust you. But my patience is entirely different from my trust.”

“I know,” He chuckled, “But I want it to be a surprise. Okay?”

She sighed with a smile when he gave her a pleading face, and giggled. “Alright, I’ll give it a few more minutes.”

“Thanks, V-V.” He kissed her hair, and held her close as they trekked down the hallway, “It’ll be worth the wait.”

It was worth the wait! He smiled at how she brightened up at their destination upon arrival; an Italian restaurant, where they had their first date, not far from HQ. He linked arms with her, before they walked inside. They were soon seated, and he stifled a laugh when she practically stumbled in her chair. “Probably should’ve worn shorter shoes, huh?” He smirked. “Remember those demons you tried on while we and Cass were shopping?”

“Yeah,” She giggled, “But these are 6 inches, not 10.”

“Touché,” He snickered sarcastically, “Huge difference there.” After ordering their usual choices and washing up, they chatted and enjoyed each other’s company. “So, how’s my favorite little bulb?”

“Bramble’s doing great,” Venus replied, “I think he’s almost ready to join us on missions.” She sighed. “I’m still afraid of things getting dangerous for him.”

“He’ll be alright,” Butch assured, “With you as his trainer, he’ll be kicking twerp ass everywhere we go.”

She huffed out a little laugh. “Thanks. I know he will; he’s been making good progress.”

They talked some more about their respective Pokemon, Butch throwing in info about Cassidy’s as well, before their drinks arrived. Venus eagerly sipped her fizzy, dark brown soda before continuing her topic of conversation. “I think Bramble will be evolving into Ivysaur soon; I’m really proud of him.”

“As am I,” Butch nodded after a sip of seltzer water, “He’s come quite far since he came out of his egg.”

“Yep,” She agreed, “He has. Feels like only yesterday when he hatched, and I was able to carry him with one arm.”

He chuckled at the adorable memories of his normally tough girlfriend holding the young Mon like a baby. “Yeah. Little guy’s growing up.”

Before long, their food came. Venus smiled eagerly, as she helped set her plate on the table. “Thanks.” Butch left his tomato soup alone, as he eagerly watched her. But to his confusion, she didn’t seem to notice anything in her spaghetti. She saw him staring, and let out a giggle. “You okay?”

“Y-yeah,” He nodded, “Uh... so, your meal? Anything... unusual?”

She dug through the noodles, meatballs, and tomato sauce with a head tilt of curiosity. Butch hoped that the surprise was buried in the middle of her pasta, but her head shake told him otherwise. “Nope; nothing weird. Just normal spaghetti. Tastes incredible, like last time.”

His smile turned more and more fake by the second, before it disappeared completely, replaced by a thin line of stress. He saw their waiter at another table, and stood up. “Um... b-be right back. Go ahead and eat without me.” Without another word, he made a beeline for his target. Venus reluctantly obeyed, slowly slurping a saucy noodle. What was up with him?

Butch grabbed the waiter’s shoulder, and forcefully escorted him to the restrooms across the building, where she couldn’t hear them. “Where’s the ring?”

“Uhhh, I-”

“THE RING, I'm gonna propose to her with. It's supposed to be in its box, in her pasta, and it’s not there. Where. Is it?” He growled through clenched teeth, his maroon eyes furious.

“It uh... it, it might b-be in someone else’s p-pasta,” The terrified young man stuttered.

Butch was silent before letting him go, grumbling under his breath as he stomped away.

What a nightmare. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be lost. He spent hours finding the perfect ring for her; he had to find it.

He scaled the whole restaurant, hastily digging through baffled strangers’ spaghettis. He apologized with each one, even looking in one ring box, but looked too light and girly to be for his hopefully future bride. Not to mention unintentionally ruined someone else’s surprise proposal. “Butch?’ He heard Venus’ voice call him from their table after a small bite of her food. “Everything okay? What’re you doing?” He didn’t answer, as he continued his quest.

Miraculously, he found the black crown ring, quickly cleared it up to, and left the confused family with a quick apology. He returned to his girlfriend, keeping the now sauce-covered box hidden, and groaned with his hand over his tears-filled eyes. His plan was wrecked; all because of some idiot who didn’t remember which spaghetti to serve with his soup. “It’s ruined,” He muttered, “It’s all ruined; this is a disaster.”

“Butch?” He was startled to see that Venus had moved her chair next to his, plate included on the table; she was facing him with concern. “What’s going on? Are you-” A small gasp escaped her lips when she saw the tarnished ring box. “Butch? I-is that...?”

“It wasn’t supposed to go this way,” He shook his head, his voice low, “That idiot wrecked my perfect plan. He’s not getting a tip; I wanted to-”

“Butch,” She stopped him, “Is that what I think it is?”

He sighed deeply, his hand now over his nose and mouth. He stayed quiet for a moment; he took a deep breath and knelt down to the floor on one knee, emptied the box, and presented the ring to her between two fingers. “Venus Sundance Wisteria, will you marry me?” He blurted out, his speech rapid almost to the point where it was indiscernible, ending it with a nervous grin.

She smiled widely, tears welling up in her forest green eyes, and nodded. “Yes! I will! I will marry you!” The applause from faculty and other restaurant patrons were unnoticed, as the now engaged couple shared a firm, loving embrace. Butch kissed her head, then helped slide the tiny crown on her left ring finger. She admired the diamonds, and the opal in the center, as they glistened under the light. “Wow, it’s beautiful.”

“Not as much as you, V-V.” He held her cheeks in both hands, and they shared a short, yet sweet kiss, her arms around his neck. She returned to her seat after scooting it even closer to him, and they enjoyed their meals.

He felt much better than he had earlier; yes, his original plan had gone into shambles, but he found the ring, he asked her, and she accepted. That was all that mattered.

Cassidy was happy to hear that her two best friends are now engaged, and they hung out in Venus’ resting quarters to celebrate.

The waiter got no tip; just an angry note regarding his carelessness on the back of the receipt, courtesy of Butch.

(A/N: She said yes! 🥳 I mean, we all knew she would, but it’s still happy! 😄 Bramble belongs to me and @auditect, Venus and the incompetent waiter belong to me, and everyone else belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, and everyone involved in the anime.)

Outfits (look on my pinned post for links):

Venus Engagement

Butch Engagement

#hisuishipping #pokemon #pokeani #anipoke #oc x canon #pokemon oc #team rocket #team rocket oc #pokemon butch #kosaburo #fanfiction #fanfic #bxb fanfics

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multi-fandom-nonsense · 5 years

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Intimate

A/N: 200 Follower Celebration! Thanks for all the wonderful humans and terrible pornbots who made this possible. So very grateful for all of you.

Modern Nessian AU

Word Count: 2198

Cassian really, really, really didn't want to pick up the phone.

It wasn't that Rhys was annoying per se, but more that Cassian’s younger brother was NOSEY.

“Why did you leave the reception so early, Cass?” “Why haven't I seen you in a few weeks?” “What are you doing this weekend?” “What do you mean you're working doubles? I'm married and my social life isn't that boring!”

Cassian knew his little brother was persistent, but 25 texts and 11 missed calls was excessive, even for Rhysand.

On the third ring, Cassian pinched the bridge of his nose, muted the home improvement show he was watching, and reluctantly picked up his cell phone.

“Hello-”

“OH CASSIAN, THANK GOD!” Feyre’s voice erupted from his speaker and nearly burst his eardrum. “Azriel wasn't picking up, no one's hurt but listen. We we're on our way up to the cabin and my phone's dead. Rhys didn't get his snow tires on-”

Cassian heard his brother indignantly interject, “I didn't realize it be snowing that hard. And they said they couldn't get me in until Tuesday at the earliest. It is only November-”

“ANYWAY,” Feyre shouted over Rhys. “ we are stuck off the side of the road about two miles before our driveway. Is there any way you could drive out and get us unstuck? You know how Rhys is about strange tow truck guys touching his cars, and we would rather have you.”

Cassian chuckled as Rhys vehemently protested in the background. “Sure. I'll be there in about an hour.”

“Thanks, Cass. If we don't answer, just assume the phone died. Or I pushed Rhysand into a snowbank. See you soon.”

-*-

“Ok, Cass! One, two, three!”

Cassian stepped on the gas of his truck as Rhysand pushed the back of his car. Feyre gently hit the gas of the little sedan just enough to get the car out of the snowbank.

“Hooray!” shouted Rhys, jumping up with his hands in the air. “Thanks, Cass.”

Cassian stuck his head out the truck window. “No problem! Just throw the chain in a back. I'll follow you guys up to make sure you make it up all right.”

“I'm driving this time,” Feyre glared at Rhys, who shrugged good naturedly as he got into the passenger side.

“And don't be stupid,” she said to Cassian. She doubtfully looked up to the sky. “The storm is only going to get worse. You can stay in our spare room.”

As their vehicles vehicles trudged slowly through the now rapidly falling snow, Cassian realized he had not been up to the cabin since Rhys’ bachelor party.

The cabin had been in their family for years. Many summers were spent on the lake. When their mother died, disagreements about what to do with it had allowed the cabin to fall into disrepair. Cassian could not bear to see it and had not returned to it for many years.

But through the blurry-barely-there memories of Rhys’ bachelor party, Cassian remembered that Feyre had her heart sey on fixing up the place.

As he followed Feyre into the driveway, Cassian recognized that Feyre’s artist's touch brought the cabin back to life.

The two car garage was the only entirely new addition. Feyre pulled inside. Cassian parked his truck in the driveway and stepped out to admire the better than new house.

A beautiful wrap around porch encircled the two-story periwinkle cabin. Huge windows encircled most of the first floor, giving what Cassian was sure was an impressive view of the lake during the day.

Cassian shivered and hurried up the steps to the front door.

“Where's your key?” he called over his shoulder. Then-suddenly- the door flew open from the inside and knocked him off the front step.

“What the-?”

A brunette, who Cassian had hoped to stay away from for a long time, charged past him in her bathrobe and slippers, headed directly for the garage.

Feyre stepped out of the garage, eyebrows furrowed as she greeted her oldest sister.

“Nesta, what are you-”

“I have a meeting in Velaris tomorrow and my flight was delayed. I didn't know you were coming. I'll go-”

“Don't be stupid, it's snowing like crazy and you're in your pajamas-”

“-don't know what I was thinking but all the hotels were full in anticipation of the storm-”

“Of course you're staying, don't be ridiculous-”

“‘-I am not sharing a room with your guest and there’s only one bed-”

“We can make room!”

“I am taking my car and going.” Nesta tried to move past Feyre into the garage but at that exact moment, Rhys stepped out with the luggage, causing Nesta to slip on the ice and fall straight on her ass, bathrobe opening to reveal-

Cassian promptly turned around, trying not to think about the silky black cami and shorts that clung to all of Nesta's curves.

Nope.

Not going there.

“I'll sleep on the couch!” Cassian yelled over his shoulder. “But it's freaking cold so would you just get inside already?”

“You're not leaving,” Feyre said firmly.

“Fine.” Cassian could hear Nesta brushing herself off. She swept past Cassian inside, bathrobe clutched tightly around her, and did not look back.

-*-

Cassian's temptation to find Rhys’ stash of good whiskey and drink through all the bottles he could find was growing by the second. Drunken shenanigans could be blamed on alcohol and poor judgement. Awkward silences around the dinner table could only be blamed on the people involved.

Nesta stared at her grilled cheese and soup as if she could force the food to absorb the tense silence in the room so she could devour it.

Cassian spared a glance at his brother, but Rhys was locked into one of those silent conversations with his wife that inspired both annoyance and jealousy in Cassian.

“Care to share with the class?” he quipped.

Feyre blinked and turned to him. “I think I'm going to bed early.”

Rhys stood up. “Same. Blankets are in the closet down the hall.”

Rhys gathered he and Feyre’s dishes and put them in the sink. “Good night, Cassian. Nesta.”

When Feyre and Rhysand were tucked away in their first floor master suite, Cassian turned to Nesta.

“Alone at last,” he smirked, waggling his eyebrows like a villain in a kid's show.

Nesta rolled her eyes and dunked her crust into her soup.

“Come on, Nesta, I know you don't want to be here-”

“You know nothing.”

“But that doesn't mean you can't relax a little.”

“I was relaxed until you all showed up.”

“Well, you can't blame Feyre and Rhys; it is their cabin.”

“Just you then.”

“Do I stress you out, Nesta?”

“You're not worth stress. Mild irritation at best.”

“Like an itch you need to scratch?” Cassian winked.

“More like a mosquito to flatten.”

“Harsh words, Ms. Archeron.”

Nesta pushed her chair back and brought her dishes to the sink.”No more than necessary.”

“It wasn't always like that.”

Nesta's eyes narrowed at him. “You agreed not to mention it.”

“I didn't mention anything. What's this ‘it' you're referring to?”

“Nothing. Never mind.” Nesta slammed her dishes in the sink and stomped up the stairs, slamming the loft bedroom door behind her.

Cassian's smile fell from his face. “Damn it, Cassian,” he muttered to himself. “Just once could you say what you mean and not turn it into a joke?”

-*-

Though Feyre had beautifully redone the cabin in a way that had honored he and Rhys’ mother, Cassian was certain that his mother would have purchased a more comfy couch.

He tossed and turned for hours. He tried listening to music, practicing mindfulness exercises, and scrolling through social media: nothing helped his brain settle down.

Cassian put his arm over his eyes and tried to clear his head when he heard a loud creak on the stairs.

“My mom caught us sneaking out many times thanks to that creaky stair,” he said without looking up.

“Guess your brother left it for the sentimental value.”

Cassian sat up and looked over the back of the couch. “What're you doing up?”

“Couldn't sleep,” she sat down in the chair opposite him.

“Me neither,” Cassian turned his back and turned on the lamp next to the couch.

When he turned back around, Nesta avoided his gaze for a few moments.

“What happened?” she asked.

“What do you mean?”

“The night of Feyre and Rhys’ wedding?”

“Don't you remember?”

“Bits and pieces,” Nesta tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “The morning after, leaving…”

Cassian blanched. “Nesta, you can't think…”

“I don't know what to think, that's why I'm asking. I know you wouldn't force me to do anything, that's not what I'm worried about. But did we sleep together? Consensually?”

“No, we didn't sleep together.”

Nesta's eyes narrowed. “But?”

“But we were pretty intimate.”

Nesta swore violently and Cassian fumbled over his words. “No! I mean...we...we talked.”

“And talking is intimate?” Nesta snorted.

“This was. Not sexually, but yeah.”

“What did we talk about?”

“You asked me not to mention it. Insisted, actually.”

“I'm asking now.”

Cassian let out a long breath. “You were drunk after the first dance. Elain gave the Maid of Honor speech and you excused yourself from the hotel ballroom. I saw you stumble on your way out the door and followed you to make sure you got to your room safely.”

“It might sound weird, I really did have good intentions the entire time. Just make sure you got to your room safe and sound and then head back to the reception.”

Cassian laughed softly. “I guess I wasn't very subtle, because you pulled me into one of the empty rooms and told me off for following you.”

“This sounds vaguely familiar,” Nesta's eyes smiled.

“You threatened to castrate me with your stiletto,” Cassian laughed.

Cassian's laugh trailed off and he pursed his lips. “And then you started crying.”

“You said you were scared. Scared of being alone. That you would never have what Feyre and Rhys have. Because you were scared people who get to know you would throw you away…”

“That's ridiculous…”

“Like your mother did,” Cassian finished.

Nesta's jaw dropped ever so slightly. “How did you…?”

She coughed and turned her head. “I have never told anyone that. Not even Elain.”

Cassian rubbed the back of his neck. “To be fair, you were pretty drunk. I wasn't even sure how much you would remember in the morning. So I told you my biggest fear to even the playing field.”

“The playing field?” Nesta's eyes snapped to his. “Is this a game to you?”

“No! See....ugh!” Cassian groaned. “No, that's not a joke. It's not a game. I just didn't want you to be alone in your vulnerability.”

Nesta hugged her knees to her chest, chewing on her bottom lip. “That's very considerate of you.”

They sat in silence for a few moments.

“What was it?” Nesta asked.

“What was what?”

“Your biggest fear.”

Cassian blinked. “Well, I, uhm…”

“Oh, please,” Nesta stood up and strode over to the couch. She nudged Cassian's feet off the end, then plopped down next to him. “I think we've established that I don't remember much about that night, except waking up next to you in clothes I wasn't wearing the night before.”

“I slept on top of the covers, for one. For two, you puked and I gave you some of my gym clothes. You changed in the bathroom and I didn't peek.”

“Still, I think we should-what was it?- even the playing field while I'm sober enough to remember it.”

“Are you sure I can't arrange a drunken confession? I'm sure I can figure out where Rhys keeps his stash-”

“Cassian.”

Nesta's eyes leveled him and his joking demeanor vanished. He swallowed thickly.

“I'm afraid that no one will see me. That they'll hear the wisecracks and see the laughter on my face but not see me. That they'll think I'm shallow. Azriel is the person everyone goes to for deep conversation. Rhys is really good in a crisis. Even today, Feyre only called because Az wasn't available. I'm more than just the comic relief, but it's really hard to convince people of that.”

Cassian ran his hand through his hair, avoiding Nesta's gaze. “So yeah, I guess we're even now. No fair spreading this all around though, because I kept your secret so...Fair’s fair.”

Nesta put her hand on top of his and squeezed. Cassian raised an eyebrow at her.

“Don't make it weird,” Nesta sighed. “I do have a heart, you know. And I get it.”

“It's a rare thing to be loved and known,” Nesta continued. “It's what Feyre and Rhys have. They know each other, inside and out, and love each other for it. And I…”

“You want it,” Cassian finished.

“Yes.”

Cassian intertwined their fingers and rubber his thumb along the back of Nesta's hand.

“Maybe one day we'll find it,” Nesta muttered, leaning her head on Cassian's shoulder as she yawned widely. “The known and loved kind of love.”

“Yeah,” Cassian gazed down at Nesta as a soft snore escaped her lips. “Maybe.”

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#nessian fic #follower celebration #modern au #feysand #nesta archeron #soft cassian #soft nesta #angst #fluff #feels #the holy trinity of fanfiction

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tippitv · 6 years

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Recap: “Scoobynatural”

Welcome to my first recap in... a very long time!

Right off the bat, Dean is engaging in fisticuffs with a giant stuffed dinosaur. Or perhaps a person in a fuzzy dinosaur costume. Sam taps in and Dean whips out some holy oil and starts sloshing it all over the dino like it's free vinaigrette at the Olive Garden.

Remember when that stuff was super rare? The holy oil, I mean. Anyway, he sets the dino on fire. It explodes in a shower of melted foam and green fuzz. Presumably the Winchesters double-checked to make sure a person wasn't in there.

A shopkeeper named Alan---we're in a pawnshop here---is glad to be alive. Some guy named Jay shows up to see what all the ruckus was about. It's pretty obvious he's the bad guy even though he seems nice because 1. he gets a fair amount of exposition about owning a lot of real estate and 2. he's wearing this outfit.

Alan offers the Winchesters anything in the store as thanks for saving his life. Dean picks out a big flat screen TV. I can't decided if this is in character or not because I can't remember where the show last settled on Dean's characterization.

Back at the bunker, Sam pores over the lore trying to figure out what it was they just fought. Dean quotes Elsa from Frozen: Let it go. Sam is baffled and let me tell you, I was clenched up thinking they were gonna make a "what are you, a little girl?" joke but they didn't. Phew. Dean wants to show off his new "Dean Cave," which I promise you is not a weird goatse thing.

There's beer and games and two old recliners, which I guess means Castiel has to sit in Dean's lap if he shows up for movie night. The centerpiece is their old new TV.

The TV sparkles with an eerie purple light and the Winchesters stand there staring at it even though nothing good can come of it. Suddenly, they're transported to a cartoon world where Sam and Dean are the same height.

The Impala is also magically there because, Dean guesses, the keys were in his pocket. Imagine what would've popped up if he'd had condoms in his pocket and this wasn't a kids' cartoon...

They soon find out exactly which kids' cartoon when they go for a drive to the nearest malt shop and find the Scooby Gang. The poor Mystery Machine looks so homely next to the Impala.

"Great, so we're stuck in a cartoon with a talking dog," Sam grumps as he sees Scooby slurping up a malt. Dean defends Scooby and the rest of the gang, except for Fred. He says the characters are their role models. "We do the same things! We go to spooky places, we hunt monsters! We fight ghosts!" Sam's like, "Our ghosts don't wear masks! And we don't have a talking dog!"

Now, there were a couple of ways they could have gone with this joke. Dean could have said, "Well, we kind of had a talking dog once," or even, "Hey I was kind of a talking dog once!"

But the joke they make is, "Cas is kinda like a talking dog." So, I propose that, much like Scooby Doo is named after its talking dog, Supernatural be named after their talking dog.

The Winchesters introduce themselves to the gang. Dean kisses Daphne's hand which seems like kinda a dick move in front of her boyfriend even if everyone is a cartoon. They find out Scooby has been named an heir to the recently deceased “Colonel Sanders”.

Sam thinks they should be trying to find a way out, but Dean reminds him that the last time they got stuck in a TV show reality they had to play their parts.

They get themselves invited along to the reading of Colonel Sanders's will and hit the road. Dean grumbles about how much he hates Fred because of his "perfect hair, can-do attitude, and that stupid ascot." I'm pretty sure that's a neckerchief, but whatever. He challenges Fred to a race, which the Mystery Machine handily wins because... Baby's not used to driving on cartoon roads, maybe. Meanwhile, a shadowy figure emerges just before the cut.

At the reading of the Colonel's will, everyone finds out they have to spend the night in a haunted mansion to get their million-dollar inheritance. If I somehow come into possession of a mansion before I die, I'm going to have everyone do this, except instead of ghosts it's going to be haunted by male strippers.

Sam's about to tell Velma they're all in a cartoon but Dean shushes him up. "They don't know they're in a c-word!" Oh the age-inappropriate mental image! Anyway, everyone gets to their gender-segregated rooms and Dean puts on a comfy "sleeping robe." He says it's like being wrapped in hugs.

Daphne and Velma have a very het conversation about Sam Winchester while a cloaked ghost goes roaming through the mansion. As happens normally in the regular show but not in the Scoob-verse, the ghost is preceded by a drop in temperature.

Everyone goes running when they hear Cousin Simple scream bloody murder and find that he's been... bloodily murdered. "Well, gang, it looks like we've got another mystery to solve," Fred cheerfully announces. The Winchesters are both aghast at his casual attitude towards death. Lol

Although to Dean's credit, he's just putting down Fred to try to score points with Daphne. Wait... that's not a credit! The brothers realize that if cartoon people can die, it means they can die, too. Dean's more worried about Scooby than his own fate, because the show's been renewed for season 14 so he ain't dying anytime soon.

Suddenly, the mysterious figure from earlier bursts through the doors! It's Cas. Or "Cass" as the show continues to insist on spelling it.

Flashback to how Castiel got into the cartoon: He was in the bunker looking for the brothers, having just returned from Syria with fruit from the Tree of Life. How'd he get those past customs? He had to fight and love his way through a pack of Jinn to get them. "I think I'm technically married to their queen now!" he calls out in the empty bunker. The magical TV sucked him into the cartoon.

The Scooby Gang overhear the Winchesters and Cas talking about the killer stuffed dinosaur from the pawn shop. They say they're just talking about a book they're writing. Cas blurts out, "It's called The Killer Stuffed Dinosaur... in Love..."

The ghost shows up, does some ghost stuff that scares everyone, and disappears again. Scooby and Shaggy jump into Castiel's arms and he just... pitches them onto the floor. They find the lawyer in one of the rooms, decapitated. Sam and Dean have possibly literally never looked more disturbed by a death on this show.

Everybody decides to go look for clues. Dean tries to split off with Daphne but Fred gets in the middle of them like he's about to get the threesome awakening of his life. Velma practically humps Sam all the way up to the attic, and Castiel ends up with what's left. "I once led armies and now I'm paired with a scruffy philistine and a talking dog." That's a weird judgment after knowing Shaggy for 2 minutes.

Velma cannot shut up about Sam's broad shoulders and he has no idea why. It's called heteronormativity, Sam! He tries to convince her ghosts are real but she says most villains are just unscrupulous real estate developers.

Meanwhile, Dean's still trying to hit on Daphne when he inadvertently sends them all down a trapdoor to the basement. He ends up flirting with the ghost, to his dismay.

No really. After the standard Scooby Ghost Chase Musical Montage, everyone is reunited and Daphne tells them, "Dean had him by the thigh!" and Castiel's like, "YOU WHUT??" and Dean's all, "I almost caught him, that's the point!" Sam's reacting to him like this and I don't know why:

The ghost barges into the room where they're all being straight and starts throwing people into walls and out windows. The Winchesters beat the ghost off with iron candlesticks. You know what I mean.

Shaggy ends up with a broken arm---something that's never happened to him---despite Cas's best efforts. Sam and Dean decide they have to tell the gang the whole truth. This leads to all of them having an existential crisis. Dean gives them a pep talk about what heroes they really are. Man, if only all existential crises were this easy to fix.

Sam wants to arm the gang with guns but Dean reminds him. "That's a Scooby-don't!" Instead he tells Fred and the others to build a trap. This involves a Rube Goldbergian setup of soap bubbles, coconut, chains and a washing machine.

Naturally, this backfires on them and Castiel ends up in the washing machine with Scooby and Shaggy.

Luckily there's a second equally complex but much more successful trap that uses the trapdoor and a salt ring in the basement. Why would a ghost fall through a trapdoor instead of hovering? Shut up that's why.

The ghost turns out to be this poor dead kid whose spirit was tied to a pocket knife that belongs to Jay. He's been making the kid scare people in the neighborhood so they'll sell their property to him.

Now, the Scooby Gang isn't around to hear any of this. Just Sam, Dean and Cas. So they work out a bargain with the kid and promise to set him free when they get back to the real world

The kid pretends to be the cartoon baddie who was wearing a mask all along so that Velma and the others don't have their world view changed. Why can't they just leave now? It's not like anything they do in the cartoon has an effect on Scooby canon, does it? This episode aired decades ago.

Dean sends Daphne off with Fred, Castiel bids a fond farewell to Shaggy and Scooby, and Velma grabs Sam and dips him into a kiss. Dang, she's like the cartoon Becky. He'd better get out of there before she sets a real trap.

The kid zaps them all back to the real world, where Dean smashes up the TV to get the pocket knife Jay hid in it. He... could have just turned it upside down and shaken it. Sam torches the knife, making me wonder why it didn't burn when they flambeed the dinosaur.

I mean, they have Castiel right there. Couldn't he have just taken the kid to heaven? Or is he persona non grata up there again? I have the hardest time where the chess pieces are sometimes.

Anyway, Sam and Dean confront Jay at the pawn shop where he's conveniently about to get Alan to sign sale papers for him. I feel like you'd need a notary public for this kind of thing or... something. Dean is wearing a red neckerchief, which baffles Alan a bit.

Flashback to explain how Jay used the haunted knife to scare shop owners in the neighborhood, including Alan and later the Winchesters' new TV. How did he ever plan to get it back, though? The Winchesters did some digging and found out Jay hasn't been paying his taxes.

Suddenly the local cops show up, sirens blaring, because they do that for tax evasion in this reality. Jay is led away in cuffs, cursing, "I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for those meddling middle-aged men kids!" Dean is so tickled that he looks right at the camera and goes,

Sam and Castiel are old grumps about the whole thing. I mean, so am I, but not as much as them.

I give the episode 3.5 Late Great Hellhounds out of 5.

Thanks for reading! This took about 14 hours to work up so I hope it's enjoyable for readers. And like, no pressure or anything but I have a virtual tip jar via ko-fi here:

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#supernatural #recaps #tippitv #scoobynatural

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nonisartblog · 7 years

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All Companions Headcanons!

Kinda to make up for lost time. Mostly X6, Danse and the sole.

X6-88 and Danse Headcanons + The sole

Ughhh sorry for the late post guys. Since you all of you really liked my other headcanon, I decided to do some more.

I'll be adding a few of the other companions and my ocs. They'll get their own headcanons soon, also some of the older companions will be mentioned, because of my companions react to other companions headcanon.

Now lets get to it! -

The two are a both lovable nerds in my opinion. They're both super attractive it truly make me wonder how could they be related to Nate just seriously? X6 has great cheekbones and Danse a great smile, (they both have other great features) I just love these two sooo much.

-X6-88 and Danse are very smart probs have an intelligence over 9000, while their granpa is a goof.

-X6 hates the sun, and gets rashes just thinking about it. -Danse has worked up a tan over the years, and he kinda hates how red he is. But he was already kinda redish and tan to start with. -Nate used to wear a hood, due to his sensitivity to the sun he adjusted and got himself a tan too.

-Danse almost always turns red and gets really embarrassed when Nate refers to him as "Saul Johnfield Danse" when he's not acknowledging him. -Nate's always trying to tell X6 he loves him, X6 acts like he can't hear but the words make him melt. -Nate hates when X6 and Danse try to pat him on his head, it only makes him feel shorter.

-Danse is Italian/English (on Nate's side of the family) and Latino/Israeli/Scottish (on Nora's side of the family) -X6-88 is as well but the Italian shows up on him better (look at black italians or old italians).

-X6-88 has Nate's photosensitivity, while Danse developed Nora's near-sight.

-Both X6 and Danse enjoy sweets. -X6 sits in Loretta's drawer and eat all of her fancy lad snack cakes she got for Veronica. -Veronica fought him once... lets just say everyone ended up in Arcade's office

-They both this its weird to call Nate grandpa due to how young he looks, tbh he looks like their brother if anything.

-Danse is 6'4 while X6-88 is around 5'10, poor Nates around 5'2 or 5'4 (poor boy).

-Danse doesn't really hate Hancock as much as he's annoyed by him, but Maccready makes jokes about Danse being jealous of the mayor's crispy golden body.

-Ada often lectures Maccready on his bad mouth and makes him put money in a swear jar. Mac always steals the money back anyway, but it gives her a new reason to shout at him:)

-Ada, Nick Valentine, Lily, Raul, Fawkes and Star Paladin Cross are a part of the mom/dad patrol. -Tbh Old Longfellow, Raul and Lily are more like the cool grandparent patrol. -And Nick, Jericho and Porter Gage are a part of the cool uncle patrol.

-Ever since Cass has came to the commonwealth, she's been subtly hitting on Danse, X6 and Arcade. -Arcade hates it.

-Ada and Old Longfellow are a cute ship to me. -They're more like very good friends, they just relate to each other on a high level.

-Preston has to force feed Mac cause he acts like he doesn't wanna eat.

-Maccready likes to make fun of other peoples bodies but really hates his own. Quinlan and Teagan kinda laugh at him cause he's always making jokes about the two having "old shrivelly man bodies" or "being disgusting old people".

-When Boone came to the commonwealth he tried to take his shades off, but got tired of people joking about his eyes or being seriously distracted by them (my boi's eyes are beautiful).

-Boone hates it there even more than the Mohave, only because more people are taller than him, even Butch. -The last time he saw The lone and him, Butch was barely 5'4 he's not that tall now but damn. -He still has more body mass than him though.

-Ravynne hates taking Loretta with her on trips cause Loretta's too distracting, always touching stuff she shouldn't, constantly disappearing and trying to put flower in her hair. -Ravynne prefers the quiet, but doesn't mind Loretta some days.

-Preston Garvey is pretty protective of his friends, even though he hate Porter Gage he took a bullet for him once. -They still act like they hate one another, but have a new found respect. -Porter Gage is tall and skinny with muscle (6'1 and 119lbs) while is kinda toned and is kinda short (around 5'5 and 120lbs).

-Codworth and K-l-e-o are a ship. -They're both a super sassy duo. -She eradicates people and he cleans up the mess (so death on top of death).

Don't think I forgot Sgt. Rl-3... -He and P-a-m are the best ship in my opinion cause opposites attract.

-After Benny shot Vince, Vince used to go back to his grave and lie down in it cause it was pretty comfy in his opinion, but thinks it disrespectful for Benny to sit and smoke around his grave. -Benny's a chain smoker...

-Ulysses is still mad at Vince, for what reason he doesn't know, but truly still believes its because of the hotwheels incident. -Ulysses is a rather beautiful man in Loretta eyes, he really is too with his long locks, deep eyes... but not to Vulpes. -Nobody cares about your opinion pretty boy sit down *all the fnv fans agree*

-Loretta and Benny went out on a date once, Danse and Vince had to come and get her cause she was ready to kill him after five minutes of being with him. -Benny has the same effect on many ladies.

I have more coming up, hope you guys enjoyed these ones<3

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sambashua · 7 years

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questions tag

I was tagged by the cutest sweetheart @shinwrons aka my fave penta stan thanks for tagging me mariah:D

What are your five favorite songs from your bias group?

as most peeps well know, my bg is SEVENTEEN TEEN TEEN and ugh i love all their songs so much this is a real struggle but i think Pretty U, Beautiful, NO F.U.N, Healing and Fronting are the ones I listen to most consistently ??? (this was my biggest struggle in my 19 years idk man i like all their songs listen to them all)

What are your five favorite songs (kpop) not from your bias group?

Well this is even more difficult but I’ll list some I’ve been listening to a lot recently bc I am super indecisive: Blackout by VIXX (bc i finally added it to my playlist thanks to cass), CAMO by BoA (dude this song is so good i’ve listened to it so much she is my queen), Running 2 U by NCT127 (ah this song is so lit by i wish it was longer tbh), Happy by WJSN (i go so hard to this song) and You Smile by ASTRO (this might be my favorite astro song ever idk i just love it so so much like i love baby a lot but 10/10 shoulda been their title imo)

(um okay so i can’t just put five bc i’m a ho so imma do another five girl groups and five boy groups and these are the ones i listen to a lot not just recently more like long-time faves idk) (also this is so much ya don’t gotta read this i just get eggcited abt music)

Why So Lonely by The Wonder Girls (this was one of my first favorite gg songs after mamamoo and hyuna and stuff so it holds a v special place in my hort and i used to watch the dance practice on repeat that whole summer lol i miss them now i’m crying), Like a Cat/Heart Attack by AOA (ugh i can’t choose between these songs i listen to both all the time i just love aoa and i hope choa rests well and gets better) (also have you seen the dp where they dance in cat onsies honestly iconic), Rollin’ by Brave Girls (the mv is trash but the dance is lit like how much thigh power do they possess i’ve tried and i can barely do it for one chorus like ?? but support them pls also deepened and yoohoo are jams ugh), Why by Taeyeon (aka the loml) and Free Somebody by Luna (aka the second loml) (oops also coloring book by oh my girl)

All In/Need U by Monsta X (i listen to these alllll the time), Heartbreaker by NCT 127 (AH I LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH), Wake Me Up by B.A.P (jam of the century), Chained Up by VIXX (who doesn’t love this song tho) and Sherlock by SHINee (hoo hoo hoo what’s better than shinee’s back badadadadada)

What are your five favorite non-kpop songs?

I’ll just list my favorite song for my five favorite western artists! Falling by Florence & the Machine (but flo is my all time favorite artist ever and i love every single song she has ever released she is a musical genius), My Body Is a Cage by Arcade Fire, 4u by Blackbear, Woman by the 1975 and All You Are Is History by State Champs wait also My Brother Taught Me How to Swim by Passion Pit (ah i love all their songs so much) AH SHOOT also Still by The Japanese House okay that’s all~

Who is your bias and why do you like them?

hmmmm well idk abt you but i just hate jeon wonwoo what a gross nerd who reads a bunch o books and makes dumb puns and laughs unnecessarily hard at the pain of others and is generally very violent w skinship and can’t eat seafood and is wayyyy overconfident and always hides his hands if he’s wearing long sleeves and is generally very shy and introverted and is afraid of dogs and cried at me before you and thinks he’s the best gamer in the world and has the dorkiest, most adorable smile where his nose crinkles up and wow how gross don’t like him at all idk what to say

What do you usually wear for winter/autumn/spring/summer? What’s your “style”?

ahhh mariah i totally agree w you~~ my ‘style’ is just generally comfy lol usually i wear leggings and a t-shirt tbh but my job requires me to wear real pants rip so for work i usually wear jeans and an okay shirt ? my staple piece is long sleeve t-shirts tho i wear them all the time even in summer here it gets p hot but if i can i wear log sleeves and pants bc i’m crazy apparently. i like sweaters a lot too and jeans but idk i’m just so lazy when it comes to fashion help me

For your bias group, what was your favorite hair style/era for each member?

um this is illegal ugh okay

scoops~ either nice era or last summer for kcon ny w his grey/silver hair i mean come onnnnn

hannie~ ummm his is difficult bc he’s def had the most range w his hair... but i’m gonna have to say pretty u era bc ?? i liked it so much but i feel like a lot of people didn’t?? he looks good w any hair tho tbh (also to clarify i do not mean the extensions bc those were low key cursed just his bob okay)

shua~ BISH IF YOU THINK I WOULDN’T SAY NICE ERA PEACH SHUA THEN YOU DON’T KNOW ME AND I DON’T KNOW YOU

jun~ okay i seem super nice era biased?? but surprisingly i really loved his blonde hair i thought the styling was good and the HEADBAND yes but also boom boom era was iconic bye

hosh~ well hosh legit always looks good rip but i think i really loved pretty u (all the hats were so blessed) and boom boom eras! his light hair for mansae and the light blue/silver were also frickin bomb af but i generally prefer dark hair~

wonu~ i think i talked abt this before but i reallyyyyyyyy loved pretty u/shining diamonds concert ugh also ofd1 (shoot i can’t find any pics but it was basically this but softer or award shows 2016 ah plz he always looks good tho and his hair rn is so good too ugh it’s like ofd reminiscent (i had 400 tabs open for this i h8 me self)

jihoon~ wow okay def nice era once again! damn i shoulda just say nice era for everyone and called it a day rip but also come on adore u era was everyone’s fave fight me HA FOUND A POST WHICH COMPARES THE ERAS WOW BLESSED

dokyumie~ my fave for him was for sureeee adore u era! normally i prefer bangs but seokmin is one of a few boys who i actually prefer his hair up ???

gyu~ as expected probably pretty u era! he just looked like such a soft puppy LIKE HE SHOULD!! but damn his black hair is so good too bye

hao~ he is always the cutest lbr but he looked incredibleee w his silver hair for highlight and also pretty u bc i am such a ho for brown hair why

boo~ honey blonde boo is such a blessing but he looked so cute for adore u too how it was styled up a bit AND ALSO MANSAE OR NICE W THE RED BROWN COLOR ICONIC AND ROSE QUARTZ BOO IT WAS TOO SHORT LIVED

bernonnie~ high key anything after mansae era destroys my life but i’ll say pretty u just bc he looked so young and cute ahjgka but i mean nice, boom boom and dwc are illegally good too so (look how softtttt)

chan~ p r e t t y u just bc that’s when my son started to grow up cry also his hair before that era was so endlessly tragic why pledis (boom boom was also v v good tho)

How did you “discover” kpop and how did you discover vixx?

okay i was like why vixx bc i didn’t realize someone else wrote this lol but kpop in general i found through youtubers yes yes and i was like wow dope then i only listened to bts for a couple months and here i am now (you can find a more detailed synopsis in basically any questions tag i’ve done if you haven’t seen it by now lol) BUT WOW VIXX HOW INTERESTING OKAY so i liked chained up and dynamite ya know back in the early days of my kpop career so like early 2016 i think then that spring/summer 2016 i was like okay i like bts and svt but i know there’s more out there *clenches fist* so i set out on the yt channel learnkpopnameswithme (?) and i saw vixx and was like wow cool i know a bit abt them and i watched a couple and i think i saw error and was like hollup this is too damn intense bye so i still listened to their music and stuff but i thought there were unattractive and i hated ken (I AM SO SORRY I LOVE HIM NOW IT’S OKAY) but i think when milky way mv came out i was like wow how good and pure! and then a month or two ago i really started watching more of them and their variety lol. but in conclusion i’ve known their names for forever but i was like not into them much haaaa sorry

What does your phone case look like?

it’s this sparkly grey case that’s half clear and looks like mountains/waves/granite/??? depending on who you ask but everyone asks me if it’s broken smh

Do you normally browse tumblr on your phone or on pc?

usually phone unless i’m already on my computer ?? or if i’m writing a post ? like i’m on my laptop now so

How are you doing? Got any plans for the day/night?

doing greatttttt when i started writing this it was my birthday so i was like yay i have plans but now i kinda don’t lol rip

i’m only gonna tag people i’m close ish with?? bc i can’t come up w any different questions and these are p good! @king-hao @kyungminie @yooncheoly @atshinee @hoshi-ssi @jungnoir @moonhyook @s-lay-ing@everyonesabiaswrecker @taeismyking @honestlay ofc only do this if you want but i’d like to see your guy’s answers

#tagged #bye this is so long #but 10/10 listen to those songs if you haven't #it took me a damn week to finish this jeez #mir moos

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