#and i finally turned my ask on bc im a dumbass so feel free to make requests!

[fishfishfruit]

with twitter self imploding i thinking about shifting back here so i am cautiously starting with Some Thoughts on film red under the cut

yes!! i love the confirmation that usopp is the crew's stylist and makes their clothes. actually, i think oda might have mentioned something about usopp making t-shirts but i've also been re-reading saint young men so my wires are getting crossed, probably.

audience surrogate jinbe is great and helpful ngl. he's the only one asking the right questions and i love him for it. also?? they did just a fantastic job seamlessly adding him to the crew here. he had so many cool scenes i am so happy for him. 😭

i wanna say the most out of focus character in the movie was,,, zoro? he was. there. like he did a lot of cool things, but he didn't do a whole lot. which is fine bc i think characters like brook and usopp have been out of focus in the manga so giving them some time to shine isn't a bad thing. i honestly think the only thing zoro got out of the movie was free booze, he's happy. i'm happy.

we'll get to sanji. also zosan so do not fret i will be on brand for this.

im a dumbass who paid $25 US dollary doos for dolby digital (imax though, makes me nauseous) but holy fucking hell that was worth it, the music combined with the visuals looked so fucking Good on screen, i can't really imagine watching it on my laptop screen or even a tv. this is definitely the reason why we need theaters yet ngl.

uta gaslights the entire movie and we love her for it. i love oda's "were gonna make cute, morally ambiguous girlbosses" era

"oh no not another movie about a new character from a main character's childhood who we never met until now" actually i felt like uta's addition to the movie was a lot less contrived than sabo surviving a ship explosion, and tbf luffy is not really one to talk about his past all that much so it works for me.

most of the side characters were well intergrated into the movie with the exception of kalifa, i wish she'd done more but i guess there were already a lot of characters to organize.

im so happy they were like "brulee has such a fantastic devil fruit power we're gonna add her in here and also katakuri, sure, the people LOVE katakuri i love brulee she's so funny and my favorite charlotte sibling WEEPS

ok now we'll talk about the Boy.

sanji was a good boy

i love when sanji keeps his shit together, smooth operator sanji is such a Mood.

YES i did cry at him flirting with brulee omg that was such an adorable scene, i wish he was more flirty with older ladies like that. it feels so on brand for him to do that.

ok back in may i made a joke about sanji and zoro taking edibles in context of this movie and i didn't think there would be drugs in the film because of japan's views on illicit substances. and then uta slips sanji a shroom and i'm fuckin losing my shit. apollo pegging me with the dodgeball here.

music, violence, drugs, Woodstock 99 the anime. Anyway

i'll finish off this ramble with Zosan of course.

the pandering was so explicit i cannot believe toei made them sleep next to each other like a chaste 1950s couple with separate beds.

ok i said zoro did nothing earlier. 90 per cent of zoro's lines in the film were just him flirting with sanji and 45% of sanji's lines was him reciprocating. toei knows exactly what they are doing and its killing me.

the shoulder scene? fucking Shameless zoro. whore behavior.

imagine being anime only and watching zoro knock out a bunch of dudes with out even looking at them and sanji's leg turning into blue fire for 5 seconds. have fun wondering what that's all about.

and that 5 seconds where luffy does gear 5?? knocked my fuckin socks off

final thoughts: if i had the time i'd go watch it in theaters again. this movie?? this movie was made for me!! im sure there are a lot of flaws but personally it worked for what it was lol. 10/10.

#one piece #one piece film red #one piece film red spoilers #please don't click on this unless you've seen the movie #but most of it is rambling lol #talky posts

[et-lesailes]

i’ll help you // part one

pairing: michael weiss (chris evans in puncture, 2011) x reader

themes: drug use, angst, romance

word count: 2k

summary: you work as an intern in mike’s law firm, and despite his chaotic lifestyle consisting of a rather severe drug addiction and dependence on sex to feel less lonely, you fell for him since the day you met him. now that he’s shown up at your doorstep one night, it almost seems like a dream come true, but you know you have to go about this carefully. you desperately want to be his, but can you do that knowing that for him, his other addictions may always come first?

note: this will most likely only have two parts for the time being! let me know if you’d like to be tagged in part deux! ;)

A light sigh escaped your lips as you arose from the couch, rubbing your eyes as you glanced at the time on your phone. 9:23 PM? “Jesus,” you muttered under your breath, wondering when the hell you had gotten so old to be this tired at such an early hour. Then again, being an intern at Weiss & Danziger could get quite exhausting, especially with a boss like Michael Weiss. You would never dream of quitting, however-- it had been your dream since you were in high school to become a lawyer, and this internship was perfect for gaining necessary experience for law school now that you had just graduated from college. 

That, and you may have had a slight crush on one of your coworkers. That was, Michael Weiss, to be exact.

You hated yourself for it. Not even because he was your boss, no-- that, you could get past. It was his lifestyle that had you wondering why you couldn’t snap yourself out of these feelings-- a cocky lawyer who lacked responsibility more often than not due to having an incessant drug problem? Yes, that was definitely someone you wanted to take back home to your parents one day. However, you also knew that issues like his did not simply start from nowhere. As much as you wanted to frown upon the choices Mike made, you had realized early on that these choices came from a place of hurting. Whether it was internal or due to some outside traumatic experience, you had no idea, and you could not assume. Even as understanding as you were, there were times you would get frustrated with the lawyer. Some days he was late to meetings with clients, some days he did not show up at all. There were occasions where his phone would be turned off for days, and you remembered when you had shown up to his own house to pass on important files on one of these days, you were greeted at the door by a half naked woman with bloodshot eyes and a blunt in her hand. 

But then there were the days you saw him sitting at his desk, his incredibly messy desk at the law firm, intense blue eyes studying papers before him while simultaneously speaking on the phone with whomever he could find to dig more information out of. There were days you even saw him in court, dressed up in a suit and speaking confidently to the judge, his passion and intelligence practically shining through each and every one of his mannerisms--

-- despite the fact that you also knew he had snorted a few lines mere hours before, if not even sooner. 

How he was able to perform so well while being so high, you had no idea, but it was not exactly something you wanted to feel impressed by.

Trying to forget about it, you yawned as you stepped over to the TV, ready to turn it off and head for bed when you heard the doorbell of your apartment ring. You blinked and glanced down at the somewhat skimpy black nightie you were wearing; you supposed it was probably just your neighbor, since she tended to come over some nights to hang out and chat for a little bit because you were close in age, and so you came over to the door and opened it. “Ava I’m too ti-” you started to decline already, but immediately froze when you saw the male standing there, wearing his signature button-down shirt and suspenders look. “Mike…?” you finally addressed, looking at him confused before realizing what you were wearing, quickly clearing your throat and turning around to find your oversized hoodie you had lazily tossed onto the couch earlier. “Wh-what are you doing here?” 

He let himself in, blue hues scanning your body briefly but shamelessly before raising an eyebrow as he closed the door behind him. “I didn’t see you today.” You rolled your eyes as you pulled the sweatshirt on, turning around to look at him arching your own brow. “You didn’t come in today.” Frowning slightly, you noticed the hint of white under his nostril, resisting the urge to roll your eyes again. Going over to the dining table and taking a napkin, you came back and handed it to him, looking entirely unamused. “For the blow you left under your nose.” You spoke bluntly-- yes, he was your boss, but for some reason, you had always had a more comfortably outspoken relationship with him. Perhaps because he was so direct and straightforward himself-- he never seemed to be fazed by your more sassy side, anyways.

He took it and wiped at it as he kept his eyes on you, clearly not embarrassed or ashamed in the least. “Did you drive here?” you asked him, sighing before even waiting for an answer-- of course he must have, you swore this man had no appreciation for his own life sometimes. “Just-- you can sleep here, alright? On the couch. But I’m going to bed.”

As you turned around, you felt a hand grab your wrist, making you widen your eyes slightly. “No.” He stated, his eyes now on your back oddly troubled yet insistent at the same time. “I’m sleeping with you. In your bed. I want to be next to you.” He nonchalantly walked past you, but briefly tugged on the sleeve of your hoodie as he did so, adding, “And take this shit off.”

You watched incredulously as he opened the few doors of your apartment before finding your bedroom, only looking on in even more disbelief as he let himself inside as if he had lived there his entire life. “Mike!” you hissed, following after him hoping the blush on your cheeks after his last demand wasn’t showing. “How high are you? You can’t just….” you trailed off, watching as he now started undressing himself, still looking rather confidently nonchalant with his decision. He glanced over at you, noticing you staring but simply nodded towards your hoodie expectantly. “Off. Now. It’s hot as fuck, and considering what you opened the door in, I don’t think you wear that shit to bed.” 

“I-it’s fine, I get cold at night so--” you started to reply, now practically feeling the heat on your Ycheeks as you wondered why you were even starting to comply to this conversation let alone his determination to sleep over, when he suddenly came over to you himself in nothing but his suspenders and pants, grabbing the hoodie and lifting it off your head.  “Then I’ll fuckin’ warm you up, don’t worry about it.” He replied as you could only stare at him with your mouth open, your eyes taking in his perfect abs as his eyes once again scanned your body up and down, before he simply turned back around and continued to strip until he was left in just his boxer briefs. 

“Don’t look at me like that,” he spoke, even though his back was turned to you, “I usually sleep in the nude so I’d say I’m being pretty damn conservative here.” He glanced towards you and the corner of his lips barely tugged upwards, some sense of emotion finally displayed on his handsome features for the first time before he invited himself right into your bed, pulling back the blankets and settling in underneath. You still stared at him in shock as he lay on his back and closed his eyes, standing there for a few seconds until his deep voice sounded, “Well? Turn off the lights and get in here already. I didn’t come here for just the bed, I have one of these at my house, too, you know.”

You found yourself immediately obeying for a reason you still were completely unsure of, deciding to blame it on your brain rather than yourself. Those were two separate entities, right…? Getting into the bed carefully after turning the lights off, you stuck to your side, inhaling deeply. “Okay, fine, you can stay here, just-- I’m sleeping now, okay? I’m tired.” You were expecting him to argue, but to your surprise, there was complete silence. You tried to glance up at him discreetly, even though you knew the darkness in the room would protect you for now, and you could barely make out by the shape of his long eyelashes that his eyes were still closed. 

Were you feeling… disappointed?

You quickly turned around to face the wall and shut your eyes, trying to steady your racing heart. ‘It’s fine, just go to sleep. He’s only here because he’s high, he’ll probably be gone before you even wake up.’ You thought to yourself, but there was no denying such a prospect felt rather depressing than reassuring.

And then the silence was interrupted, a husky voice suddenly speaking. “You know,” he began, your eyes immediately opening as you kept an unnecessarily intense focus on the wall, biting on your lower lip. “It’s really fucking annoying working with you.” You blinked but tried to hold back the feelings of hurt, knowing the world of law could get much more intense than this-- you needed to learn how to be more steady and indifferent than sensitive. And so you barely cleared your throat, still looking to the wall as you replied as maturely as you could, “Annoying..? Why? What do I do?”

“You distract me. Even when I’m sitting in my goddamn office with the door shut, the door locked--  I’m just fucking thinking about you.” You swore you forgot to breathe upon hearing this, your heart pounding even faster once you remembered soon after that breathing was, in fact, important. You turned somewhat cautious, on your back now to look up at him, your eyes slightly more adjusted to the dark now and seeing that he appeared to be looking up at the ceiling. You wanted more than anything to ask him more, to find out if your own feelings were requited, and you even contemplated doing so. 

But you held your tongue, knowing that was too dangerous of a path to go down. “Then one of us can work from home.” You replied bluntly instead, turning back to face the wall, hoping your voice sounded steadier than your heart rate. However, you soon felt a shifting in the bed followed by a toned arm wrap around your body, pulling you back. You were now face-to-face with the man, his eyes piercing into yours, the blue somehow radioactive in the darkness that surrounded you. “I don’t want that. I want to see you everyday. Fuck, I want to have you.” There was no steadying your heartbeat now, the mere words making you feel a strange sense of delight and uncertainty at the same time-- but you barely had time to process these feelings before his lips were suddenly pressed against yours, his kiss naturally rough and filled with passion you weren’t even sure that could be possible to fake. You kissed him back, allowing yourself to melt into his embrace, to feel his tongue make its entrance into your wet cavern to wrap around your own, to let his teeth barely tug on your lower lip, his large hands slide down your back--

-- and then reality came crashing down into the euphoria of it all, immediately making you pull away. 

“Mike,” you whispered, looking up into his eyes somewhat sadly, “I can’t.” 

He blinked, his hands pausing, clearly annoyed and confused as he looked down at you. “Why the fuck not?” 

You sat up and ran your hand through your hair, looking away frustrated. “Because I fucking love you, okay? I- I’ve had feelings for you ever since I started working at the firm, and it just- god, it just fucking kills seeing the shit you do everyday. You realize there are days I don’t even know if you���re alive, right? Any time your phone is off for more than a few hours, I’m worried that you could be lying dead in a fucking ditch somewhere. And then I find that you’re just in bed with some drugged out whore who only uses you for drug money and it’s just--” you sighed, pausing for a few moments realizing you were practically running out of breath, looking away as you forced yourself to hold back the tears threatening to spill before continuing, “-- it’s just fucking exhausting.”

Quite honestly, you half expected him to have fallen asleep in the middle of your rant, but as you looked back towards him, you saw that he was sitting up himself, staring down at you somewhat surprised. “Then why do you still have feelings for me?” he asked lowly, a hint of curiosity in his deep blue hues, something you would probably stare at if you weren’t so incredulous over his ignorant question. “Are you serious, Mike? It’s not like I can just control this, otherwise I’d have chosen to, I don’t know, have feelings for someone who’s not a fucking crackhead.”

Were you too harsh? You regretted saying it the instant it came out, wondering if he’d explode-- but instead, he leaned closer, only looking at you with more intrigue. “What do you see in me, then?” he was practically murmuring now, and you bit your lip, figuring you might as well continue the honesty considering you had already boarded the entire goddamn train of it. “I see someone who’s passionate. More intelligent than anyone I’ve ever met before. Someone who wants to help people, not for his own personal gain or satisfaction, but because he cares.” You whispered back, looking up at him wishing you knew what he was thinking in that exact moment. He seemed to be listening intently, his eyes focused on yours yet distant at the same time as he pondered this over, before his teeth found his own lower lip. “What if I told you I’m only who I am because I’m never sober? That I only succeed in this line of work because of the drugs?” You blinked, finding the question quite preposterous, but now realizing that his damaged mind must have truly thought this. 

Your heart hurt for him, and you realized you could not be angry anymore. 

“Then you’re in the wrong line of work, Mike,” you spoke softly, slowly reaching up to caress the side of his face, biting your lip as you looked up into his eyes. “But I know you’re not. I know you’re so much more than what all the coke makes you think you are, okay? Just-- I…” you trailed off before slowly continuing, “...I can prove it to you if you would let me help you…”

He looked down at you, his expression significantly softer now; it was the first time you saw even a hint of vulnerability in his features, and it was turning your brain into a pile of mush. “I want you to help me,” he muttered lowly as if in a trance, his hand now tilting your chin upwards to keep the eye contact. “Just you, baby. Please.” 

You had to pause to wonder if he was only saying this to play with your emotions; after all, he was in the perfect position to, and it was not something you could rule out considering that he was a lawyer at heart, meaning he knew exactly how to talk. Still, as you studied his facial expression, you could see the pain in those azure orbs-- he was taking as much of a risk here as you were, and you were beginning to realize that even if he were to hurt you in the end, you’d sacrifice your heart to make him feel at least a little bit better about himself and his passion.

“I’ll help you, Mike.” You spoke softly, letting your fingers run through his hair, fully accepting the risk that it could practically kill you in the end, but this was what your intuition was telling you to do. “You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay.”

He slowly pulled you down with him to lay on the bed together, his strong arms wrapping around you. You felt his lips kiss the top of your head before his own simply rested on it, your face nuzzled comfortably into his bare chest. The more wary part of you couldn’t help but wonder if all of this was set up to simply make another move on you, but you soon realized his breathing becoming much more even, his body slowly settling into a content slumber. 

You were not disappointed anymore. Instead, a soft smile crossed your lips as your own heartbeat finally calmed down, exhaling deeply as you let yourself fall asleep to the rhythm of his heartbeat. 

#chris evans fic #chris evans imagine #chris evans smut #michael weiss #puncture 2011 #if you haven't seen this movie i highly recommend it ok #but anyways pls enjoy douchebag lawyer chris #and i finally turned my ask on bc im a dumbass so feel free to make requests!

[tobi-momo]

PAIRING: Tsukishima Kei x Reader

GENRE: Confessions | Childhood Best Friends AU | Fluff | Romance

WARNINGS: one curse? soft tsukki sorry not sorry :P

A/N: okay hi i wrote this and idk how to feel ab it uhhhhhh i think it may be a lil ooc? i hope not but i think it is so im sorry aha aha pls dont be mad youre so sexy *lip bite* k bye leaving- im using prompts bc i have no requests...b t w

PROMPT: "I think I'm in love with you."

Your head whips around in the cold, dark night to a heaving Kei, who has his hands on his knees while the visible puff of his broken exhales float around as he catches his breath. The street light illuminates his presence, his dark jacket and blond hair being the only things that cloud your vision, your body coming closer and closer to his as you lift a hand to place on his shoulder.

"Kei? What happened?" He lifts his head as his back straightens, his true height doubling once he stood. "I was just on my way ho-"

"I think I'm in love with you." He blurts, interrupting you.

"...What?" Your eyes are as wide as a deer caught in headlights, your hand frozen in thin air while you watch his desperate eyes beg for you to listen.

He took your silence as a queue to continue, his eyes darting to every detail on your face as he takes a deep breath. "I-" he struggles, hand coming up to scratch his head. "I don't know how I know or why I do, but I just..." a breathy laugh bleeds through as he tries to gather his thoughts. He didn't know what to say.

"Are you sure?" You ask him with a hint of curiosity in your tone as you take a step towards him, a surprised look playing on his face.

"Yes," he answers immediately all the while nodding his head with vigor, "I'm sure."

"Good," you say with satisfaction, a smile dancing happily on your face as if you were some idiot reminiscing old memory. You saw the way his eyes turned wide like saucers when you said that, his worked up nerves stopping his blood flow while his breath hitches, all movements seizing.

"What?"

"Dumbass," you call him, a quizzical brow showing on his face, "i've been in love with you for years. Now's the time you notice? After I tell you?" You tease him; his mouth opens as he takes in this information. "I'm just glad you finally love me back," you whisper under your breath, looking down.

You giggle as the wind gets knocked out of you when he bombards you with a hug, his arms wrapping around you tightly, a hand of his being placed on the back of your head as to hold you closer while he breathlessly chuckles beside you.

You thought he would never love you back, but you guessed luck was on your side, for he finally loved you back.

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[realcube]

Oh umm also it's been a long time since I've requested but oh well umm *clears throat* I humbly offer this dumbass request to thee:

Ok how would todoroki, bakugou, hawks and jirou react to you having a identical twin? Like they were just like walking down the street to go to your house and they pass in front of a coffee shop or something like that, and they see your twin kissing/holding hands with someone, and well they confuse them with YOU. AND YK THEY THINK YOU ARE CHEATING SO NOW THEY EITHER

A. DO A FULL ON SPEEDY GONZALES TO YOUR HOUSE or

B. Idk uh wait until they see you to have a convo with you

But yk ultimately they find out that it wasn't actually you and it was just your sibling.

You: ....

Them: ...

You: BITHC I WOULDNT EVEN WEAR A FUCKING SCARF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SUMMER, WHO DO YOU THINK I AM-??

Them: 🧍🏻‍♀️uh anyways-

You: DOTN ANYWAYS ME WTF-

I think this is a really funny concept considering the fact that i have a twin sister (that because of a divorce from like 2 years ago, she is with my dad and she is probably eating a fucking baguette IM-)(*calls my dad* HEY DAD CAN YOU LIKE BRING ME A FUCKING MACAROON, THE FOOD HERE IN THE U.S. TASTES LIKE SHIT-), and bc when we were kids we usually switched places in like 6th grade to take tests and nobody would notice-

UH SO YEAH LMFAO THATS IT, anyways feel free to ignore, don't forget to drink water and take care of yourself bby<33

-🍦

(notes at the end)

SHOTO TODOROKI

♡ poor man got all excited when he saw you out in public

♡ he's had a thing for you which has lasted for about nine months now, and it was starting to interfere with his hero work

♡ unfortunately, it was impossible to just turn off his emotions so he has recently been considering asking you out to put an end to his everlasting crush

♡ so when he saw you at his favourite boba place on that fateful day, he knew it must be a sign from the heavens

♡ subconsciously puffing out his chest slightly, he approached you with his head up and his hands by his sides rather than snug in his hoodie pockets like they usually are; as he was told by an online article that this conveys confidence

♡ "excuse me." he said, visibly startling you slightly as he took his place in line behind you

♡ "yes? can i help you?" they uttered, turning around slightly to meet todoroki's gaze with a welcoming smile

♡ shoto could immediately tell something was off about them, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint what

♡ although, he had a habit of being too observant for his own good sometimes. perhaps the reason (y/n) seemed different was because it was the weekend..yeah, that must be it

♡ "uh, i was just wondering.." todorki murmured, his effort of trying to appear confident in vain due to how he fumbled over his rehearsed words. it was much harder confessing to someone in real life than in the mirror.

♡ "if, you'd want to go on a date with me sometime?"

♡ he let out a faint sigh of relief as he finally managed to utter the long awaited words. but upon meeting their gaze, he was only met by a blank, empty stare

♡ todoroki thought he had prepared for any outcome; if you said 'no', he'd say he respects your decision and leave; if you say 'yes', he'd inquire about a time and location; if you needed time to think about it, he'd give you his number to message him when you've made up your mind

♡ however, the one outcome he couldn't have ever predicted was for you to look him dead in the dead and ask, "do i know you?"

♡ it took him aback at first, but what shocked him even more was when he felt a tap on his shoulder from behind, followed by a melodic, "todoroki! it's nice to see you.” from a familiar voice

♡ when he turned around and saw your warm smile, his left hand immediately burst into flames and his expression grew stern

♡ “which one of you is the fake?” he almost growled, turning to the first (y/n) he interacted with, the likely imposter; he knew something was wrong from the beginning. if only he had listened to his hero instincts. 

♡ “ever heard of identical twins?” you snickered, amused by serious he was.

♡ “yes.” todoroki immediately replied, “monozygotic twins form when a singular ovu-- oh, wait.”

♡ the look of realisation on his face was enough to make you burst out laughing

♡ todoroki himself couldn’t help but smile at seeing you so happy, “sorry. you never mentioned anything about having a twin before.” he flames engulfing his clenched fist quickly dissipated

♡ “wait, so if you are the real (y/n) then..” he slowly twisted to face your twin with wide, horrified eyes, as if he had just witnessed a murder

♡ before your twin could even open their mouth to respond, todoroki had already clasped his hands together and bowed his head, “I am so sorry.” He said, praying that his bangs would hide the bright red pigment on his cheeks. of course, anyone would be that embarrassed if they confessed to someone they’ve never met

♡ “it’s fine.” they snickered, eyes darting between you and his sheepish stature, “do you want me to tell them what you said or..”

♡ “no, please don’t. it can wait.” todoroki replied, neck straightening before pivoting on his heels away from the pair of you, “thank you.” with that, he was gone in the blink of an eye. 

♡ mission failed, he thought to himself, maybe next time

KATSUKI BAKUGO

♡ definitely would not make a good first impression

♡ your his s/o so ofc he feels comfortable to approach you in public and make jokes

♡ which is why he swaggered up to your twin, tapped ‘em on the shoulder and scoffed, “you’re a little stalker, aren’t you?”

♡ the reply of a silence and a puzzled expression should’ve been a giveaway that it wasn’t you, but he continued none the less

♡ “so,” he started, trying to make small talk, “what are you here for?” he then vaguely gestured to the mall they were both standing in

♡ “shopping.” 

♡ “for what?” bakugo quirked a brow, becoming more suspicious of your twin by the second

♡ “clothes and stu-” they were suddenly cut off by bokugo lifting them up by the collar and holding his explosive hand dangerously close to their face

♡ “i knew it! you’re a fucking fake! the real (y/n) comes here for the iced coffee!” he roared, resulting in surrounding shoppers to stare at the boy, “tell me where they are or i’ll blow your ass to hell-”

♡ now it was bakugo’s turn to be cut off by a familiar voice piping up from behind him, “bakugo?” 

♡ the small explosions from his hands temporarily stopped as he turned to look at whoever was speaking, “huh?”

♡ lo and behold, it was the real (y/n)

♡ “what are you doing to my twin?” although you wouldn’t usually address them like that, you felt the need to spell it out for bakugo because, being honest, he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box sometimes and if you didn’t emphasise the ‘twin’ part, he’d probably continue threatening them

♡ “twin? you have a twin? since when?” 

♡ “since birth.” your twin interjected, seemingly unfazed by the fact they were almost assaulted 

♡ bakugo rolled his eyes, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck yet standing tall as if he did nothing, “yeah, i knew that.” he claimed, “i was just joking about the whole ‘fake’ thing.”

♡ “of course you were.”

KYOKA JIROU

♡ bless, she was so confused :’)

♡ a new video game had just came out and she saw you standing in line, so she gave up her place at the front just so she could stand closer to the back with you 

♡ sneaking up behind your twin, she leaped forward and cover their eyes with her hands, “guess who?” you’ve done this to her many times so she thought she’d finally get back at you for it

♡ “i have no idea.” their heart felt like it was going to erupt out of their chest, as would anyone’s if a stranger came up to them and covered their eyes

♡ “you’re such a clown sometimes.” jirou giggled, removing her hands from over their eyes and hopping in front, “it’s crazy that you’re here as well, are you gonna buy the new ga--”

♡ “(y/n)!” they cried, turning to someone who jirou now noticed was hidden behind a nearby CD rack, “save me!” they mouthed, not-so-inconspicuously 

♡ “what’s wrong?” you inquired, emerging from behind the rack to face both your sibling and..jirou?

♡ “do you know who this is?” they snapped, motioning to a stunned jirou who was still trying to process how in the world there was two (y/n)s. surely this must be a nightmare, or a very strange dream.

♡ “jirou!” you gasped, paying no mind to their question and instead lunging forward to wrap her in a hug

♡ “yeah?” she mumbled, still taken aback and trying to process the information they just got. so..was this the real (y/n) that was giving them a hug right now? and if so, what was the other one? a robot?

♡ “are you here to buy the game that just came out?” 

♡ by the excited twinkle in their eyes when they spoke, the one thing jirou knew for sure was that this one was their real s/o, “yeah! are you?”

♡ “no, but they are!” you said, motioning to your twin who stood behind you in line, intensely glaring at jirou 

♡ finally, something clicked in jirou’s mind and she whispered in your ear, “you never told me you had a twin!”

♡ your raised your eyebrows in surprise, stifling a giggle at the sensation of jirou’s warm breath against your neck, “hm, really? weird.”

♡ she frowned, leaning in once more, “now i made myself look like an idiot in front of them.”

♡ “i’m sorry.” you shot her a warm smile, a tinge of guilt prompting you to press an apologetic kiss to her earlobe

♡ “it’s fine.” she muttered in reply, a light pink dusting over her cheeks

(a/n): honestly i couldn’t think of anything for hawks :’) n e way the main reason i decided to write this is bc i have a twin brother but i’m afab so ofc we didn’t get to do any of the cool switching stuff- but it’s super cool that you did! also every second of every day i think about the delicious macaroons i had at the airpot in france once 🤤 also, the reason question is, is it macarons or macaroons?

btw i never refer to my twin as ‘my twin’ but i didn’t want to throw in some random substitution like (y/t/n) bc that..looks weird :))

and tysm for the req :D i probably don’t say this enough which is why i’ll say it now, but it’s always amazing to hear from you! your messages never fail to make me smile

#🍦lovely #katsuki bakugo x reader #jirou x y/n #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki x y/n #katsuki x y/n #jirou x you #bnha x reader

[peaches-writes]

a hundred days of seo - of all places (pt. 1)

member: changbin but this part is dedicated to besties hyunlix bc i said so  wc: 1.2k genre: fluff, angst, enemies to lovers au, roommates to lovers au, childhood friends to lovers au, neighbor au, college au, eventual friends to lovers au, slow burn, some besties seunghyunlix action hehe chapter warnings: explicit language, mentions of alcohol note: anon! the roommates part comes later pinky promise!

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parts: prologue | part 2 (coming soon!) 

“If you guys really love me—” You groan exaggeratedly with furrowed brows, climbing up your wonkiest living room chair with a broom in your hand and violently tapping the ceiling with its handle end. In front of you, your two best friends are quick to approach closer with their hands outstretched in your direction in surprise and worry—Hyunjin, in particular, going as far as letting out a dramatic cry for you to come down which you simply ignore in your annoyance. “If you idiots care about my well-being, you wouldn’t go to this stupid party or, better yet, you would’ve made him take it somewhere else in the first place!” 

“But it’s Changbin’s birthday! As much as you’re our friend, he’s also our friend.” Felix pouts, cautiously taking two more steps closer to you and placing his hands around the chair’s head rest to steady you. “And it’s not that wild this time, just close friends!”

You fiercely glare down at the younger boy, making him gulp and flinch. Gesturing up to your ceiling and the muffled rock music, you then ask, “This is ‘just close friends’? Whatever, I don’t care! I need to study in peace and this isn’t helping me at all!” You protest, hitting the ceiling a few more times for good measure before jumping down the chair. Felix jumps as well and tightens his grip on the chair, scolding you under his breath for being reckless while Hyunjin finally beelines closer to your side and asks you if you’re okay. “Ya, Hwang Hyunjin, don’t you need to study too? We’re in the same Lit class!” 

“We’ve been studying the whole day, dumbass. We’ve literally studied the whole syllabus down for today! Tsk. Chill...” He points out, dusting off the imaginary dirt off of your pajamas in between warning you not to jump off chairs again. “Anyway, why don’t you just go with us? I saw the invite on your DMs! Just swipe a drink and go or something. You look like you need it—“

You redirect your glare at him who doesn’t waver, clearly your longer friend between him and Felix. “I have other things to do and we’re not friends. That jerk and I, I mean.” You grit stubbornly between your teeth. “He’s just stuck to me like a leech because of you two and Seungmin.”

“What’s worse is that he’s my neighbor starting this semester,” You quickly add before Hyunjin could argue back with another one of his bratty remarks. “I’ve seriously had enough of this guy. I’m definitely not giving myself more headache to go on his stupid birthday party!”

“But it’s free drinks?” Felix tries this time with a raised brow, making you slap a hand to your forehead.

“No. I already told you: the drinks aren’t worth it if it’s him offering.” You shake your head firmly, groaning and rolling your eyes when the muffled music intensifies above your heads as if in dramatic cue. 

“Why aren’t you even friends in the first place?” Hyunjin huffs, crossing his arms as if challenging you. “Seungmin won’t say anything, Changbin always changes the subject, and you’re always mad whenever we do as much as inhale to say Changbin’s name.”

The question sets you off even more, making you groan. “Just because! I really don’t like him, that’s all you need to know!” Sighing in defeat, you then push the two away from you and towards the direction of your door. “Ugh, I guess you three have chosen to be traitors to me tonight. Say hi to Seungmin for me if he turns up, I guess. He hasn’t dropped by so he’s probably gonna be late from tutoring or something. Damn it...” 

“Y/N!!!” The two pout at the same time, not even making efforts to stop you from pushing them across the floor and out of your mini communal area.

“Don’t be mad, please.” Felix adds with his best puppy eyes.

“We’ll tell Changbin to turn it down, then, swear!” Hyunjin adds after, nodding along with Felix in agreement. “And we’ll be civil tonight! Less drinks for us and no drunk stopovers here later, promise—“

“You said that a month ago at Changbin’s housewarming part 1 then two weeks ago at Changbin’s housewarming part 2. Not to mention when you stupidly stopped by my house drunk off your ass both ti—“

“Yeah, yeah, but that’s why Felix’s gonna remind me this time! Geez, Y/N.” Hyunjin frowns, flicking your forehead before pushing himself off of you and walking to the entrance on his own. “But swear, it’ll be as quiet as the campus library in a moment! We’ll really tell Changbin!”

“I wouldn’t even count on it at this point.” You sigh, directing Felix down to your apartment entrance to retrieve his shoes. “Just go, get out of my house. Happy birthday, Changbin or whatever.”

“You want us to pass that along?” Felix’s eyes immediately brighten optimistically while yours blow comically wild in disagreement. As you open your mouth to protest against it, the boy then wears his shoes back on and makes a run for your door. “Okay, Y/N, I’ll text you later what he’ll say!”

“Felix, no!” You call out for him helplessly, approaching Hyunjin who follows along haphazardly. “Ya! Ya! You fucking traitors!”

The music surprisingly quiets down when you hear Hyunjin’s loud voice upstairs three minutes later. 

The soft ping of your phone over an hour later reminds you of the pain seeping up your neck from looking down on your notes, making you reposition yourself in front of your work desk as more follow in quick succession. Picking up your phone, you immediately hold it away from your lamp as the screen brightens with each message from your best friend. 

seungmo: how’s the party? 

seungmo: running v late! 

seungmo: im walking to ur place now tho !!!

seungmo: soojin gave me a headache today w her homework 😭😭

seungmo: but yeah u & changbin aren’t killing each other yet right? 

seungmo: pls don’t

Sighing, you quickly cap your pen in your other hand and type in a quick reply. 

y/n: i didn’t go

y/n: i actually feel even better now that i didn’t seeing as you still aren’t there

seungmo: why not? 

seungmo: i thought you were coming???

seungmo: that’s why i’m coming? 

seungmo: dude we talked abt this 

seungmo: ur like neighbors now it’s rude if u don’t greet him at least once

seungmo: & u opened the DM from jisung too so???

y/n: y would i go? i hate changbin

y/n: doesn’t mean we’re neighbors now means that i have to greet him we can just co-exist until he gets kicked out or something

When Seungmin uncharacteristically doesn’t lecture you over text about being civil and polite right after, you set your phone down with a scoff on the quick conclusion that he’s probably caught up with crossing the street or the lack of cell service on your building elevator. Sinking in your chair, you look up to the ceiling once, threatening to shake with the heavy bass reverberating from its other side, and heave a long sigh. 

Of all places, you think to yourself in frustration as you then proceed to close your books and notebooks with a sudden migraine creeping up from the back of your head. Of all places, he just had to move here! 

You look over your phone once more as you then stand up from your seat and finish clearing your desk, frowning when no more messages pop up. 

The intercom across the hall, however, decides ping after. 

@skzwriternet

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readers choose the adventure game! mechanics | requests checklist & series masterlist | prologue | part 2 (coming soon!)

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[cosmicpercy]

adam groff in a nutshell (season 2 only)

dog lover

he was actually trying in military school bc he wanted to stay instead of being at home

slowly starting to be empathetic bc he couldve outed his military school classmates but didnt bc he knew what it feels like to be closeted

adam “girlfriend? AH YES i have a girlfriend and yes she has round full... breasts? boobs?” groff

apparently he has a thing for elbows (need more explanation on this!!! hahaha)

dumbass softie

DOGS!!!!

modern day romeo and juliet throwing pebbles on ur window and giving puppy looks to get u to come out and hang out with him

spends his free time in a junkyard smashing things as his coping mechanism

he's definitely got some moves (did yall see that last bat swing he did???? there's nothing straight about it)

would gladly show u what he learned in military school and consider it flirting

dogs bring out the softie in him

dork employee that puts price tags in his mouth and eats it to hide it

realizes his sexuality by wanking off to a poster w a man and a woman and couldn’t which gets him turned on more

scared little boy that just wants someone to help him through this sexual awakening

has nothing better to do so he just sat on the grass even if he just got rejected

adam the dog whisperer

he wentfrom scared bi to out and proud BISEXUAL KING

tell him he’s your friend and he’ll sweep u off your feet and hug u

“im trying to work on my small talk” he’s putting himself out there bc he wants to change and work on himself

frozen makes him sad (wbk he probably relates to elsa the most)

FINALLY owns up to his past behavior and acknowledges that he has hurt eric and doesn’t expect any reaction after it

yeets himself off to school bc that’s what u do when you’re in love right

ruins a school play just to ask u to hold his hand bc that’s all that matters in that moment right

finally realizes he wants to be good at something and actively makes decisions that will lead him to that

i just have to write it again.... he is the protector of dogs

the writers really knew what they were doing making him one of the most loved characters of the season so pls i hope his development continues for the better

feel free to add if i missed anything!

#sex education #sex ed #sex education netflix #adam groff #eric x adam #i just wanna say i did not expect myself to write a whole ass post about adam groff #but here we are #and he is my current fave #so yup

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

y’know the wildest thing still to happen to me on this hellsite was my first experience of sexting, sans nudes, that was done in front of at least 250-500 followers because of those horny anons i had in early 2013 when i was 17. instead of being exposed to it on my phone privately with a partner at that age, it was done publicly for the internet to see lmao. i remember begging the anons to stop and “come off anon” because i was “losing followers” at the time too bc i was so insecure about my follower count lmao. and then yeah when they came off anon they were both 28 years old.

to write the responses, i just consulted cosmo mag sex pages for ideas hoping that the anons would like the options i chose. in one i detailed doing anal- a sex act i hadn’t even done yet irl- let alone every other thing i suggested in them (head, idek long, drawn out foreplay, some stupid fancy sex moves that cosmo was all like “use these moves to spice up your sex life 🔥🔥”, sex in a bath, i’m pretty sure i had some lines about tying or handcuffing them to a bed (????) etc etc etc)….

when again, i had never even done any of those above sex acts in real life. i was a naive teen who was incredibly shy in regards towards her love life because she’d “never been kissed” and had never had the “hot emo boyfriend whose in a band and is covered in tattoos” she’d always wanted, let alone even a boyfriend that she had actually fucking liked (ie clear braces boy, for like a month in year 9/2010 vs the popular boys that made fun of her, that she always had unrequited crushes on)…. hell, my blog title when i first started on here in 2011 was “the perfect epitome of being forever alone” because of these very reasons. but here she was, writing explicit sex acts to strangers like she knew what the fuck she was doing, to an audience of 250-500 people- and then to fucking grown ass men in inboxes. i was just parroting the shit i’d read in cosmo (both sex advice and sometimes excerpts of erotica/“sexy, steamy reads” they had some months) and also heard repeatedly in the porn that my high school stalker/creeper at public school loved to show (harass) me with to flirt with me, whenever we were alone together at school in 2012/2013.

like you could tell how naive i was….. because i used ridiculous lines like “like a gentleman entranced, you lead me to the bath for our next foray” and dumbass prose-y things like that. because what the fuck does that even mean 😂😅????

and this is why i think minors should be careful with their online experiences. like yeah, you could say that i wasn’t a minor anymore- more of a “young adult”- who should of made the smart decision to not engage with these anons. but i was a kid. i thought it was fun. and when the dudes came off anon, i thought to myself “it’s not like i’m ever gonna meet them if i ever go to the US or puerto rico at any point. it’s not like that they’ll ever recognise me in person or ever reach out to me again in the future. i might as well do it.” and i did eventually end up ignoring the guys in my inbox, due to my mental health kinda plummeting from the middle til the end of 2013 because of my end of high school exams and stuff… and also the puerto rican guy’s infamously inappropriate “hot PE teacher fucks HOT female high school student in the girls change room showers” fantasy which fucking disgusted me, when he full well knew that i was STILL IN high school.

and obviously again, there’s the point about using the “block” button function. but as i’ve stated several times over my years on here, back in my early days of tumblr, i never wanted to block or unfollow people (even if they were trash like these two men), because it seemed so “mean” and “final”. obvs now i have no qualms about blocking people, and actively encourage younger people on here to use the block button with reckless abandon towards creepy people or people who can hurt them in some way. but to high school teenage me, the whole “using the block button” thing seemed to go against me being a “nice girl/person” so i never used it, no matter which social media platform i was on.

this is why i’m hella scared for young teen girls on tik tok wanting to have onlyfans accounts: because it’s where they’ll be exposed to ACTUAL CREEPS AND PREDATORS incredibly quickly; all because they can make money off selling images of just their feet or eventually their body….. depending on what these creepy strangers demand from them….. and they’ll feel like they’ll have to do it…. but to do it before you even start experimenting properly with relationships and sex is even worse. like. yeah. i’ve admitted before that i originally started this tumblr to possibly post nudes, to see if i’d get the positive feedback that i so desperately wanted/craved from the boys in my year at catholic school- eg. to be called “sexy”, “hot”, “fuckable” possibly “beautiful”- like some of the so called “popular girls” got on their hella basic bikini photos back then (like i remember one girl i knew ended up with like 500 likes and a fair amount of comments on one of her bikini pics and i was INCREDIBLY BITTER because not even a pic of me with a nice outfit on, my hair done and makeup on could EVER get those numbers, let alone even break over the double digits).

but i decided posting nudes or other explicit images on here was an absolute no go, because i realised that i never wanted people that i knew digging up barely clothed/naked pics of me and sending them to me all like “hey, is this you?” and then possibly mocking me, all because i would’ve been dumb enough to put my face in them probably at the time. now when i take nudes and send them, i never show my face. because i know now, that even in relationships, your partner can use nude pics as leverage for arguments or to abuse you in such a way that they’ll upload your pics without your knowledge to god knows where on the internet probably as a way to get back at you in a horrible breakup.

this is what i sincerely hope some young girls who ever contemplate starting onlyfans accounts take some time SERIOUSLY CONSIDER. please know that if you share shit on onlyfans, it can shared and re-shared (i think idek how OF works tbh) to god knows who- and eventually end up in the hands of people you know. i don’t fucking care if it’s a “good way to make money!” or if people think that im trying to stop teen girls from being “girl bosses” and the other dumb as fuck internet memes you want to throw at me. because this shit isn’t “haha internet meme funny” material. it’s some fucking serious stuff. and also, i’m not saying “don’t become a sex worker when you’re older” or whatever either. you’re free to make that choice when you’re in your 20s (no i even mean 17-19 year olds in this post as “young teen girls”- sorry you’re basically kids to me at almost 26). just please consider where the fuck your stuff can be shared to. who it can end up being shared with or to.

this is why i was so fucking adamant with my infamous old follower mr adelaide fuckboy/MAF that i personally would NOT consider becoming a camgirl for him or just generally… because i had no idea where the fuck my images or videos would end up. and do you know the places i’d never want them to fucking be??? in the hands of my high school stalker/creeper. in the hands of those two 28yo men from 2013 (who’d now be in there late 30s or early 40s). i absolutely don’t want them in the hands the mid-to-late 20s and early 30s men that that girl i met at public school in 2012 who was pissed that i didn’t believe that were “adults” because we were finally over the legal age of consent (16) in our state of australia, and so we were apparently fine to “fuck” literal grown ass men because “just fuck them and they’ll be nice to you!!” which i knew was fucking bullshit.

i absolutely don’t fucking want explicit videos/images of me ending up in “why the fuck won’t you let me give you “sex lessons” in the back of my car as a “favour” and as payment for teaching you how to drive you stupid, stuck up & frigid, virgin bitch!?” guy’s hands from 2014 (when i was 18/19 at the time and he was 25… he ended up being the first person of many i’d EVER block on social media lol). or i don't want them in the hands of those weird early 20s dudes (one of which was trying to set me up with his friend) who hit on me at 16/17 (2012) who were angry that i didn’t like and watch porn as much as they did…. and who promptly asked me at the end of their period of harassing of me: “do you know any sluts we could add?” because i kept refusing their suggestions etc.

hell, quite frankly i don’t even want them to go to mr adelaide fuckboy/MAF either, but the very few and far between nudes that i sent on snapchat to him back in 2016 are some nudes that i’d rather forget lmao. hell. i don’t even know if MAF ever deleted my nudes or shared them somewhere else or not, after he fucking wheedled them out of me with “i’ve followed you for 4 years, don’t be a shit! you owe me nudes!” so he’d just shut the fuck up about my social life decisions and leave me the fuck alone.

i don’t want ANY ONE of the guys i mentioned above to get their hands on photos of minors either…. because i definitely know my hs stalker/creeper would… because his fave “make her jealous” tactic that he’s always used on me is that “hey…. i’m dating a *insert teenage girl’s age here*! be fucking jealous that you don’t fucking have me and feel guilty that you won’t fuck me like this girl does!!!” just like he did in 2015, when i ran into him on the home from uni… when i turned 20 the next week and he turned 20 that december. at that time it was a 14yo girl he used as an example of him “dating”/“fucking” to make me jealous. instead, i was completely and utterly fucking disgusted. like any fucking sane and normal human being would/should be at that horrible age gap. that is literally a fucking child that he was fucking grooming. and we were literal adults. back the fuck away.

just please. PLEASE CONSIDER the types of people that trawl these kinds of sites and their intentions. please consider that you are young. very fucking young. you literally DO NOT need to upload nudes to the internet because it’s apparently a “lucrative” business. fuck the jokey “boss babe” rhetoric around it all the way to fucking hell.

because if you’re a minor: i do not want you to have your first experience of sexting or sending explicit images literally in front of god knows how many total strangers for the whole world to see (okay i know only fans is like subscriber/follower based or whatever. but i don’t care)…… even when you (depending how good you are with relationships etc) haven’t reached the common supposed milestones of your “first boyfriend/girlfriend/partner” or “first kiss” or have even “lost your virginity” (which isn’t real anyway- don’t buy this fucking bullshit)…. just like i stupidly did with my exposure to sexting here on my tumblr back in 2013. these people don’t/won’t give a flying fuck about your privacy or safety. they don’t/won’t give a fuck about your boundaries either.

please don’t possibly scar yourself for life, just because you’re being told that it’s a quick & convenient way to make some money for weirdos on the depths of the internet. you will regret it in future. just like i do now with mine. it should’ve been something personal between me and and a guy i trusted and liked at the time. not to some random 250-500 random strangers on this hellsite (okay the notes on these posts were literally single digits or non-existent, but still… and also some of my irl friends who had tumblr saw these posts as well) for a show….. and then privately with two 28yo literal grown ass men…. who should’ve been fucking hitting on women their own goddamned age and in their own countries and NOT a 17yo high school KID (at the time) from australia; who, now in her 20s, needs therapy to sort this shit out lmao. mind you they both reeled me in with the “you’re so mature for your age” bullshit line…. which i fell for a little bit, even if it did make me feel kinda gross at the time, too. don’t fall for that bullshit either.

#life #about me #shut up ilona #relationships i guess #internet stuff #this went in a bigger direction that i thought it would lmao #but anyway

[bisexualoftheblade-old]

how many wips do you have? like what are they all, and not the number of wips in a fandom? what are all the names?

okay. fuck you. fuck you so much. fuck you.

i’m putting this under a read more cut no one else deserves to see this shit. a lot of these are requests, and for those i will just write out the request itself

Shadowhunters:

domestic polycule fluff with tem, jessa, and will because im not a coward

Supernatural

- hehe hoho i request destiel hehehe

- request 61/? cai cai cai cai i need you to rewrite the destiel scene but yk. GOOD. not like i'm in the know about the spn fandom or anything, it's been years for me. but DO IT

Bright Sessions

- caleb/adam grisha AU

- mark bryant vs. united states aka sue the AM

- caleb/adam college fluff

Umbrella Acaademy

- request 31/? i want a ben and klaus drabble please spare me some brotherly bickering

- AND SO BEGINS NIGHT 4 with request 13/? oooh oooh can i get a raymond and allison playlist??? i think their vibes together would SLAP

- hi there night 2 is technically morning 3 but who's counting not me anyway request 5/? can i get a ben moodboard? gotta rep my tua bb

Percy Jackson

- request 9/? can i get a percabeth moodboard or quote edit?? like god they're the og couple goals take me back to high school cai

- For the 100 follower things :D Jercy getting caught in the rain

- request 29/? a drabble about literally anything to do with pjo. i’ll be happy with anyone and anything i’m love these children

- *somersaults in like I’m a real fancy acrobat* hello ello ello may I request some camp half blood chaos possible involving *does a flip* ✨side characters✨ <3

Penumbra Podcast 

- request 52/? drabble about the penumbra podcast. this is for ren bc ren likes it and i don't actually know anything about it. juno? i think? that's the one ren likes. write it for ren

- Tpp ghost hunting / buzzfeed unsolved au

- sad juno smut

- final resting place fic go brrrr

Marvel

- request 6/? i'm going to my roots y'all can i get a spider-man playlist? if not a playlist then i'd honestly be happy with literally anything involving spider-man

- request 15/? i'm going crazy this is recorded evidence of me actually losing it ANYWAY can i get a quote edit for something from iron man? literally anything that man says is gold so cai's choice :D he deserved better in endgame i'm still bitter

- request 42/? do another spidey thing that differs from the other spidey thing

- request 73/? you have Opinions. rant about infinity way and/or endgame. go.

- request 74/? quote edit for deadpool!!

- spideytorch relationship character study

- peter parker as a tired grad student monitoring the young avengers (send help)

Six of Crows

- okay listen i wasn't going to request anything bc i worry about you but also? if you want to/have the time hit me with a playlist for our girl nina zenik

- request 43/? fuckin give me the ending anya should have had. she is alive and with her new son and having a great time

- request 45/? inej moodboard?

- request 47/? will you make literally any meme of your choosing for six of crows?

- request 48/? write a drabble for kaz, my favorite bastard

- okay so i don't actually like nina or mattias that much but i still wanna hear about your thoughts (and also see if you'll change my mind)

- kaz brekker turning 18 fic. birthday party, everyone singing, whole shebang. i need it stat

- religious trauma fic aka i started shipping kaz/alina/inej and i can’t stop

- kaz trauma soup (he has D.I.D. and you can’t prove me wrong)

- my two redacted fics for @grishaversebigbang​

- wesper fake dating

- six of crows bright sessions crossover: everyone gets therapy

TMA

- uhh... s1 gang having a nice time? melanie getting to have some Pride™️? some "fun" horror thing?

- request 7/? spare steph and jason bonding? please sir? spare some for a humble child such as myself?

- okay so this was meant for night 3 but i had midterm shit SO this is honorary night 3 let's DO THIS request 8/? i want a moodboard of extremely out of context magnus archives shit like i mean confuse the FUCK out of me i don't go here i know Nothing about it

- request 11/? OKAY so i need tim stoker meeting tim drake now i need my timmy to meet your tim plus i want to see character differences no i'm not trying to create a tim stoker in my head so i can read a's fic while NOT thinking of tim drake whaaaaaat you're crazy

- request 18(i think)/? i need a quote edit of every time within the first like. 15 eps of tam where jon is like “sounds fake but go off” thank u bb

- request 40/? i challenge you to write a tma drabble based only on the episodes i've heard. i'm currently halfway through episode 23

- Jon being lovingly bullied into taking a break. I'm aware this has been written a million times but it is one of my favorite things.

- spiral!sasha AU

- extinction martin go brrrrr

- high school era timsasha. they've both been friends for years, and everyone always asks when they will be a couple. they decide to fake date, to prove everyone wrong and show what a bad couple they would be. turns out that's a bit trickier than they thought

- after sasha comes back, tim is broken. he can't let go, scared that if he looks away for even a minute he'll lose her again. sasha suggests shibari as a way for him to give up control

- sasha pov mag 19 au, sacrificing herself to save the others, knows that if she gives herself up to the not!them it will let the others live

- this is the "tim finds a polaroid of sasha" trope

- early archives days,, long nights in research,,, clothes sharing,, somft. late nights and falling asleep at their desks warm and safe in the other's presence

- two parts: timsasha as kids, each picking a constellation that is "theirs". just soft kid antics. tim at sasha's grave glancing up to see their constellations

- continuing your job’s a joke (you’re broke)

DC Comics

- TIMSTEPH HADESTOWN AU,,,

- my redacted fic for @batfam-big-bang​

- request for you to get a decent amount of sleep? serious answer, dickkori, SAL's Venus

- request 4/? timsteph morning after 👀 mayhaps?

- a concept: nonbinary stephanie brown

- teehee hi mom, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but can i request damian angst for your accomplishments 100 followers?

- hi you can ignore my first request if you want, or you can ignore this one. but bls possibly write some bikini ra’s? -the bikini bitch

- request 27/? jay is asking through me for a jondami playlist but tbh i also want it so win win yk?

- "I don't know how to help you but I can help you find someone who does" with bruce and jason? im just craving bruce being a good day to jason for once

- “I am putting you in time out because you need to understand the consequences of your actions.” with steph and jason as dumbass disaster bi best friends pretty please?

- request 32/? timsteph patrol date!!!

- request 33/? timsteph *gala* date? mayhaps??

- request 37/? tim drake drabble but make it Edgy cai

- request 39/? drabble of a prank war between tim and damian

- joyfire cuddly fluff please? or like just any outlaw fluff if joyfire isnt your thing (feel free to add every member of the outlaws, dont feel like u gotta stick with jason, kori, roy i love them all)

- barbara and robin! jason fluff? bonding over books or something?

- request 62/? i need a drabble about the chaotic trio jason, tim, and steph i'm love them ty

- request 63/? batfam x mcu crossover. batfam meets ironfam. give me ALL the cliches. ALL OF THEM

- request 64/? young justice x young avengers - jay cuz idk SHIT about the young avengers

- request 66/? jondami moodboard pls and ty

- request 67/? timsteph moodboard!!!!!!

- request 69/? HEHEHE kinky 😏 i would v much like a timsteph drabble of the almost first time. does that make sense? like i don't want you to go all the way NSFW cuz i know that's against the rules and i'm a rule follower. but like they *almost* go all the way. this could be fade to black or some shit i don't care just make it a lil steamy and have Fun

- i request damian angst! all of it

- hmm... maybe i request? jondami?

- mayhaps,,,,some batfam,,,,,committing crimes? ily be gay do crime <3 - lu

- How about a ficlet with Steph and Cass?

Found Family Bingo Prompts

- no powers au

- tunnel

- first day

- join the club

- hurt/comfort

- experiment

- playing favorites

- hold on

- possession

- 10 o’clock

- singing

- road

- snitch

- curfew

- timer

- fantasy au

- zombie au

- dreams

- campfire

- are you okay

- movie night

- games

- scared

Miscellaneous

- a request: Write A Drabble, Coward

- is it too late to request a moodboard for me?

- request 20/? i’m going off book because i’m in a Chaotic Mood™️ can you just absolutely vibe check me like go off cai demolish me

- request 21/? i formally request that you pick a favorite cai. i don’t care what that favorite pertains to, just pick a favorite something

- request 23/? roast me

- request 24/? can i have a buzzfeed unsolved spoopy playlist but spoiler alert it’s not spoopy bc shane doesn’t believe does this make sense it has been a Day™️

- request 25/50 i want a jake and amy fic make it Soft cai i’m love them b99 is so good

- request 28/? i know nothing about the lord of the rings so make something that will confuse the shit out of me

- request 34/? malvie and jaylos moodboards 😈

- request 35/? a moodboard for the bbb mods!! perceive all of us!!!

- request 36/? moodboard for the tua mods too???? mayhaps??

- request 41/? doctor WHO? idk but i want a drabble of him and the one character i know from doctor who which is rose

- request 46/? make an alignment meme with our group, have fun!!!

- request 49/? i want you to kin assign me a character from every fandom you can/want to. go feral

- request 50!!!!/? this is a special request. the most special request. can you make a bastards tbh playlist? i want our vibes encapsulated. i want us in music form. i want to hear those songs and be like "that's me and cai" and smile.

- requests 51/? i know jack shit about good omens. explain it to me in the most confusing way possible. make me know less by the end than i know now

- request 53/? can you write a mel aesthetic? i'm Curious

- request 54/? give me a list of book recs cai i want some good book recs pls

- request 56/? edit a picture of US together too

- request 58/? oooh can i have a disney edit? like. hm. i just really love disney and i want anything to do with disney. like a quote or an aesthetic or an aesthetic edit i just want disney.

- request 59/? i would v much like a recipe for carbonara. i've never had it but it sounds fucking delicious

- request 60/? ooh hey can i get a makeup tutorial? i know you like makeup, i'm shit at doing makeup. teach me

- request 65/? i need the most emo playlist you can make that vibes with dear evan hansen thank you

- request 68/? i want a superwholock moodboard. this can be serious, with the actual fandoms in mind, or literally what the era felt like. the insanity. the horror.

- request 70/? ooh ooh ooh do you have a good bread recipe?? i wanna get that bread

- request 71/? i want a playlist with the vibes of summoning a demon. please don't ask questions. i don't have answers. and if i do, no i don't.

- For the requests, how about writing something based on a friend?

- request 75/? MMMM i want literally anything to do with natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812

- request 76/? i want some healthy recipes. help a girl out

- a feral bbb quote or two?

- you perceive my plant but now I dare thee to perceive mine own visage

- okay this is a two for one request. 1. you did the bee movie script so now we need a shrek two script edit 2. sleep please

- Pansexual mb for my lil queer soul?

- my (probably) final request is just for you to ramble about something, i don't really care what

- HI ILY CONGRATS AS WELL CAUSE IM LATE BUT CONGRATS. could i request a pirates of the caribbean (or just pirates) or whatever you what to do, free range.

- mood board for the beluga whales who got brought to the animal sanctuary in Iceland please?

- 100 follower request: Moodboard for my stuffed cow Oaky?

#cai's 200 #asks #mininacl

[pynkhues]

i know that the audacity of what im about to ask is off the charts bc you're already too good to us, writing fic left and right and updating a lot soon but im SO weak over the parenting group!AU that im right here to beg for a snippet of it, if you feel like sharing!

Haha, the audacity is not off the charts at all! I can give you a snippet! Sorry it’s coming a little later – when you sent this to me this morning, I was like ‘oh god, everything I have is too ugly to post’ haha, so it gave me an excuse to tidy up a scene I’d drafted already which is fun! 

I will say as just a heads up, I’m operating now on a one-out-one-in system for multi-chaptered WIPs. So when I finish CYF (which is basically done, just got to post the epilogue!), I’ll be starting to post the pirate au, and when I finish See You in the Light, I’ll be starting to post this parents group au, and then finally when I finish If It Wasn’t for All the Lights, I’ll start to post the BDSM au! It’s probably a deeply flawed system, but it’s the one I’m going ahead with, haha.

Anyway! 

A snippet of the parents group au!

“C’mon, pop,” Rio grunts, trying to get the tabs free on the side of the diaper as Marcus kicks out his legs, squirming up the back of the change mat like he’s trying to slip up on out of the thing, and shit, the last thing he needs is the kid to smear Rhea’s Earth Mama Angel Bottom Balm up the back of his new hoodie.

“I have spare diapers if you need to borrow one,” Beth says at the change table beside him, having apparently gotten Jane into her new one in record speed, and Rio lets his gaze stick for a second, watching as she makes even easier work of getting Jane’s thrashing legs back into her pink polka dot leggings, like it’s nothing at all. It’s enough to make his jaw rock, his attention twisting back to Marcus, trying to get the tab unstuck again, but his fingers are still oily with the diaper rash cream, and Marcus’ face is gettin’ redder, and he just can’t get his grip.

He tugs Marcus back towards him, dropping a hand to his son’s belly, tickling a little to try and calm him down, even as he levels Beth with an irritated look.

“Yeah, what part of this looks like the diaper’s the issue?”

Somewhere outside, he hears her friend laughing, the sound loud and warm over the pinging arcade machines and the banging of the bowling balls hitting the polished floor of the lanes, the crack of one hitting pins, and - - and he ain’t being fair.

Knows that.

It’s not her fault he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing.

Still, when he glances sideways at her again, she’s unbothered by his tone – not pissed like Rhea would be, or wounded like his ma – and something about that bothers him more than it should. Instead, Beth shrugs, fixing her gaze back down on her daughter.

“It just looks like it’s one of those organic ones, right?” she says, gently lifting Jane to put her onto her belly for a few minutes of tummy time – just like Nance had told ‘em to in class – before turning to better look at Rio, her eyes tired as she watches him yank again on the tab of Marcus’ diaper. “I tried those with Kenny, and I just find the tabs always - -”

Riiiiiiiip.

He can feel his pulse in his throat as his cream-covered fingers clench around a handful of torn diaper, can feel it even harder behind his eyes, his blood thrumming hot beneath his skin and damn, it ain’t anger, it’s just - -

Fuckin’ exhaustion.

He pulls the diaper out from underneath Marcus’ bare, wet-with-diaper-cream ass and stamps his foot hard down on the peddle of the bin beside the change table, tossing the whole damn thing in with more force than necessary, and he’s expecting Elizabeth to have that look on her face again – that one that’s some mix of pity and judgement or even worry at seein’ a guy like him snap – but it ain’t even really a look at all. She’s just magicked up one of her kids’ diapers from that Mary Poppins bag of hers, and holds it out to him.

“If you loosen the tabs and open it up a bit before you get it under him it’ll be easier too,” she offers, and Rio grunts, plucking it from her hand and fixing his attention back on Marcus’ flailing legs, sucking in a breath to calm his frayed nerves, before gently lifting his son again to get the diaper up underneath him, adjusting it to get it in the right spot, trying to avoid Marcus’ kicking feet, and it’s just - - sudden.

That’s the thing.

Because Marcus’ legs calm down right in time with Beth’s arm suddenly pressing into Rio’s, and Rio blinks up to see Beth reached over and her finger is curled in Marcus’ tiny fish, and Rio tears his confused gaze away from Beth to look up and see his son smiling, that one that makes him look like the whole damn sun, and he keeps smiling, even when he shoves his fist – still clutchin’ Beth’s finger – right up into his mouth.

And he’s gonna stop it – ain’t like he loves other people’s kids chewing on his knuckles – but he finally gets Marcus properly into the clean diaper, and before he can do anything else, Beth’s just started talking.

“That is a strong grip,” she whispers, so quiet it’s almost like she doesn’t want Rio to hear, and her voice is light and bright in a way he ain’t really used to hearing. “And very warm slobber, which is what you want from slobber. I mean, can you even imagine cold slobber? Like a ghost. I will say Billy from class has some weirdly cold slobber, so you stay away from him, mister.”

Rio just - - blinks, his brow furrows, his lips parting, but when he opens them all the way, no words come out. Instead he just stands there like a dumbass, watching this woman half-bent over her kid and his at the change table of a bowling alley, her strawberry blonde hair falling down, concealing her face so all Rio can see is his son’s, and how whatever it is she’s doing makes his son happy, and he can’t really explain any of it, but he just - -

“Oh my god, Paulie! Twins!”

“Amber, don’t - -”

Whatever Paulie was about to say is lost to the rest of the parents’ room as Rio spins to see a skinny, leggy blonde thrust a toddler with milkshake-vomit down his shirt at some guy with frosted tips like this is the fuckin’ 90s, and dart towards them in a wave of too-sweet perfume. She’s so fuckin’ quick (or maybe just - - y’know - - awake given her kid’s old enough to vomit milkshake instead of formula), instantly peering over at Marcus and Jane on the change tables, an easier feat now that Beth’s standing up again, her finger reclaimed, rolling Jane back onto her back on the mat.

Amber’s cooing is instant, and Rio sighs, grabbing Marcus’ pants from where he’d slung them over his shoulder and starting to shake them out.

“Oh my goooodddd, they’re like those ones you see on TV! Paulie!! Look!! Like, one’s just like mommy, and one’s just like daddy.”

Which - - Rio blinks, looking sideways at Beth, who just seems to be watching Amber with that same neutral, Stepford Wife-look she gets in class. Rio sets his jaw, shaking his head, as he starts to bunch the pants up in his hands, ready to put them on Marcus, opening his mouth to correct the other woman.

“Nah, they ain’t - -”

“You think so?”

The words are offered so suddenly, so sharply, that Rio’s head spins back around to look at Beth again, his eyebrows raised at her interruption, but she doesn’t look back at him, just keeps her gaze fixed on Amber. She wrinkles her nose a little, purses her lips, before dropping a hand back to the change table while leaning forwards a little, almost conspiratorially.

“We’ve been thinking about signing them up for auditions, but I don’t know,” she waves a hand suddenly at Rio, who only blinks at her. “James here thinks it might not be the best idea.”

And okay, for starters, fuckin’ James? She really wants to play him like that? But also - - just - - y’know. What the fuck? Rio stares at her, taking in her widening eyes and her baggy mama sweater that does exactly zero to hide the fact that she’s stacked, but also the fact that she’s holdin’ herself kinda different all of a sudden. Like she’s caught him looking, her gaze darts towards him, and it’s so quick he almost misses it, the way she just sort of - -

Shrugs.

Rio scoffs a little – a sound Amber clearly reads as about the audition and not about this whole damn show – and turns around, putting on a smile for Marcus as he finishes bunching up the pants and pushing them up over his tiny feet.

“Men are always weird about this stuff, but you guys should totally be auditioning them! Like, I could literally see them in commercials for formula. You know they always put the cutest ones in them, because they want to trick regular people into thinking that their product’s gonna like, magic you a better-looking baby.”

Which - - look, Rio can’t exactly say it’s a surprise. He’s pretty sure his sister changed her kids’ brand of juice because one of the ads had one of the little girl’s playin’ Daisy Doctor instead of Holly Housewife. His thoughts are interrupted though when Marcus sneezes, and Rio leans over enough to grab a tissue from Beth’s diaper bag, vaguely aware of Paulie rounding the change tables for the sink, and tugging off his own kids’ shirt and it’s really only then that Rio realises he hasn’t even blinked at the smell of vomit, which - -

Okay, actually, that could be the fifteen years working in a bar.

“You know, I think I’ve heard that,” Beth says, and the girl makes a humming noise, her bowling shoes tapping a little on the tiled floor.

“Well, that’s an insider secret for you. I lived in LA for like, ever. It was almost two years. I mean, closer to one, but that’s basically 40 Hollywood years. I even once auditioned to play a mom in a Baby’s Only commercial. I mean I didn’t get it, but I think it was because I was like, too in shape, y’know?”

Which - - shit, Rio coughs a little to cover a sound he doesn’t even know, a laugh? A scoff? Why the hell is she even talkin’ to this woman?

“Wow,” Beth says though, her voice loaded with concern. “That’s gotta be discrimination.”

“I know right?”

And it’s Jane who wobbles at least, her bottom lip quivering, her legs kicking, and Beth turns around instantly, humming softly back down at her daughter, and before Rio can help it, his gaze darts over to her, watching as her face softens, her eyes glaze over, like they do sometimes, and he thinks of saying somethin’ to her, but shit, what? He doesn’t know jack about her.

A wave of perfume hits them again, and the second he finishes getting Marcus’ pants on, picks him up, turns around at the same time Beth does with Jane, Amber’s right in front of them, her gaze darting between Jane and Marcus, like she’s not sure which one to look at first.

Finally, she just sighs, clutching a hand forlornly to her chest.

“Like, I’m not even kidding. You made two really nice babies. Like, Paulie, tell them I’m not kidding.”

Over at the sink, Paulie grunts again, holding the toddler’s shirt under a furious stream of water, and Rio stares for a minute, watching the guy morosely clean up toddler vomit while the kid licks the rim of the sink. Rio resists the urge to gag as he bounces Marcus a little on his hip.  

“How’d you two even meet anyway?”

And at least that much he should’ve expected. Rio shakes his head, gaze fixing back on Amber, the words ready on his tongue, but before he can say a damn thing, Beth’s cut him off again.

“It sounds so weird, but it was actually at an underwater research center.”

Which - - okay - - what?

His gaze flicks back to Beth, but she ain’t looking back at him. She’s just got Jane curled into her chest, nestling her face into her breast, while Beth hums a little, just - - blatantly fuckin’ lying.

“I was studying - - ” outside, a bowling ball hits the floor hard. “How sound affects  - -“ she fingers her pearl necklace with the hand not clutching Jane, “Oysters, because I am a scientist, and James here was researching - - ” Beth’s gaze darts around, fixing on Marcus in Rio’s arms. “Marco Polo.”

Before Rio’s even had time to catch up to that, Paulie blinks up, confused, from his spot at the sink.

“In Detroit?”

It’s enough to make Beth stutter, her eyes blinking rapidly, and he really should just leave her to fix this herself, should leave her there gaping like a fish, scrambling for the tail-end of her own lie, and get back out to the group, but - - Rio sucks in a breath - - Marcus would be bare-assed right now if it wasn’t for her.

“Nah, man, west coast. We just moved back here to be close to family with the twins,” he drawls with a shrug, and maybe that makes it worth it – how quickly Beth reels around to look at him, and  - - shit, have her eyes always been that blue? Rio blinks, jerks his head back around to Amber, rolling his shoulders back to undo the sudden knot in them. “One of those things, yeah? We met workin’ out there, but turned out we were both from here.”

He means to leave it at that. Should, really, but all he can think about is her in class – prim and proper and that look again, like she’s judging him, and she got them into this, right? Before he can think twice, he drops his free hand to her lower back, smoothing it around to hold the soft hip furthest from him, smiling toothlessly as Beth stiffens and then pointedly, deliberately, relaxes, while Amber holds her hand to her chest again, hums an: “Aww, that’s how you know it’s meant to be!”

“That’s right,” Rio replies, and he watches Beth turn her face up to meet him, her gaze darting across his face like she’s trying to figure something out, and shit, he’s just trying to match what she’s laying down. After a moment, Beth spins into him, her free arm dipping around his back, and something in him sparks hot and he just - - he hadn’t known how fucking small her hands were until one squeezes at his waist.

“Right, honey,” she says, voice high and too-sweet. “I was just so lucky. And speaking of our families, we should really get back to them.”

After that, it’s easy enough to pack up the last of the diaper bags, for Amber to dip down to help Paulie and the kid, and for them to slip out again under the distraction, and it’s just fuckin’ weird, he thinks, to watch that little character Beth had invented – all ease and charm – slip off her shoulders like a cloak, and he means to let it go, because what skin is it off his nose if she’s some sort of pathological liar? But as they duck between the groups of sprawling teenagers and middle America families ordering fries and picking bowling ball weights, guys shoving each other at arcade games, and kids feeding quarters into claw machines, he just - - itches.

So maybe he steps a little slower, matching her pace, maybe he looks at her, amused, a little goading as he says: “So you in some secret, new mama improv group, or what?”

And Beth just - -

Shrugs, and shit, she doesn’t even look at him when she says:

“You don’t ever get bored of just being you?”

Rio blinks, his step slowing all over again, taking in her tired look, the diaper bag slung over her shoulder, that shirt she’s wearing, stained with grubby children’s fingers and milk, that damn new mama smell that’s always up his nose with her, and he just thinks - - nah, not really, but before he has the chance to say it, it’s like she’s read it on his face. She hoists a snuffling Jane up a little higher and moves faster than she has any right to. Back across the bowling alley, back into their lane, nestled in the shelter between her friend and her sister, away from him.

#parents group au #one day you will have a title #inyoursheets

[shihozaki]

Hey so I saw that your matchup requests were open and I wanted to request one for mha :)

About me: My name is Fairy (it's a kind of weird birth name but I've learned to ✨ c o - e x i s t ✨ with it) and im 16 years old! Im non-binary and I use she/they pronouns! My mbti personality is ENFP-T and my Hogwarts house is Gryffindor :). Im also an ambivert. Im an Aries sun, Aquarius moon and Leo rising! For the description of my style umm it's kind of a weird mix between a soft girl and a grunge style?? umm it's a bit confusing but I like to mix up things bc I think it's a bit fun? LMAO. For physical appearance umm im abt 5'7 or 5'8, and im a bit curvy, tho I'm usually insecure abt it and im scared of like just sitting on someone's laps and squishing them idk- I have brown hair and eyes, and I use glasses bc im fucking blind LMAO. For personality, I would say that when people first meet me they get the impression that im either A. Rude and mean or B. Im a sweet and nice angel who wouldn't hurt a fly. Tho when people actually get to meet me they realize that im really nice and cheerful. I'm also really chaotic (Oops- my bad). But sometimes I scare ppl away with my sarcasm or crude/dark humor. People also tend to not really like me bc im kind of good at reading people and their personalities which might come off as creepy (I mean it's not as if I liked knowing what type of personality they have just by meeting them for 2 days. People just tend to think that bc im able to read people's emotions and actions really well, they think I'll use it for my advantage by manipulating them??? Ummm?? I literally don't approve of doing things like that but ok?). Some of my hobbies are reading, writing poetry, listening to music, watching anime, doing arts-and-crafts, playing videogames, rollerskating, burning my homework, scaring children, having existential crises, drinking orange juice while singing to the titanic flute song and talking to the demon under my at 3 AM. (Umm ik its gonna sound kinda dumb but I also really like learning new languages, I speak Spanish, English, Portuguese, Russian and German. Rn I'm trying to learn how to speak french. And umm sometimes I have the habit of like saying words from another language while talking to someone. Like if I'm talking to someone in Spanish I will all of a sudden start speaking German. It's kind of an annoying thing for some, but it's a habit I've had since I was like 5 years old-)

MHA universe: I think that I would have a quirk where I can have the ability to manipulate matter or like a quirk where you can manipulate time?? Idk if it's possible for me to request having more than 2 quirks i umm-

What I look for in a s/o: Im Bisexual with a slight preference for guys- ummm idk what I would look for an s/o, but I think I would like someone who is straightforward, (basically kind of blunt) chill and laid-back while at the same time being nice and sarcastic?? Idk but basically someone who is able to balance out my dumbass chaotic energy with a calm and chill energy. (Also maybe a s/o who is smart. I usually have debates with people I like and I just- omg ok in my opinion smart people are hot-)

ANYHOW, I hope this isn't to much trouble for you! Feel free to ignore! Anyways thanks and have a nice day!

Thank you so much for waiting so patiently, I apologize for the wait! I had a hard time finding the perfect match for you, so I hope you like it!

I pair you up with Tsuyu Asui!

- Your quirk is matter manipulation! You can manipulate any matter based on time- kind of like Eri’s quirk. For example, if there was an apple, you can turn it to the past which would turn the Apple into a seed. If you turned it to the future, it would become a tree. You can control the amount of “time” you turn the matter into, and you can always bring it back into the original shape. Quick judgment is key to this quirk.

- You met Tsuyu in U.A! You were so excited to be in 1-A with other potential heroes, and it turns out you were sitting beside a very cute girl who resembled a frog

- You guys quickly became friends, hanging out often after school and decorating each other’s dorms together

- She is very smart, and helps you with your work. She placed 6th place in mid terms and she’s always willing to give you a helping hand!

- Tsuyu’s “no bs” personality helps tone down your dramatic and impulsive personality, while your passionate soul lights a spark in Tsuyu’s life.

- She is often very blunt and complimented you a lot, making you confused whether she sees you as a friend or as something more than that. So one day you just asked her out and she quickly (too quickly) agreed, and you guys became girlfriends after that!

- She can be sometimes a bit insecure, so you’re her personal cheerleader! She loved and appreciates you so much, and she tells you on a daily basis like it’s nothing

- You guys can literally talk to each other 24/7, and would never run out of things to talk about. The two different personality will often come up with new ideas every day

- She’s usually not very shy and is not the one to get embarrassed easily, but a simple hug or a kiss would be enough for her to be flustered. She immediately flushes red and smiles.

- She’s sometimes not very good with words, so instead she’ll show you love by physical touch- especially when she’s cold. Snuggling up to you is one of her favourite things to do during winter!

- Overall, you guys are such a cute couple, bringing inspiration and a force of energy to the people around you :)

Scenario: First time meeting!

‘That sleeping bag is our teacher?’ You thought as the yellow sleeping bag at the front of the class started his teaching. ‘This is going to be an interesting year…’ You chuckled to yourself. You took a look around the classroom. 1-A. You were finally on the path of becoming a hero. Majority of the kids in the class seemed nice (minus the spikey blonde boy) and calm. As you were exploring the room with your eyes, it met with another. She had long green hair and an interesting mouth- she was adorable. She stared back with an amused expression, occasionally blinking. ‘She’s really cute.’ You thought. ‘No, I have to pay attention in class. My bi-ness cannot be tingling right now.’ You turned your attention back to the board, wondering when the sleeping bag was going to stop talking. The teacher instructed the students to change into their training uniform and meet him at the field. As the students began to walk into the change rooms, you quickly caught up to the peculiar girl. “Hey! You can call me Fairy! Nice to meet you.” You introduced yourself. The girl smiled, extending her hand. “I’m Tsuyu Asui. You can call me Tsu.” She replied. “I like your glasses.” Your heart started beating faster at the compliment and you shook her hand. “Thanks! I have them because I’m blind.” You said, attempting to make a joke. She gave a small giggle, one enough to make your heart melt. ‘Yes, this is going to be an interesting year...’ You thought to yourself as you followed your new friend Tsu into the change room. ‘Who knows? I might finally get a girlfriend.’

Song: Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen!

I hope you enjoyed it! I enjoyed writing it, and I really liked your name too! Please do not hesitate to tell me what you thought about the work, and I hope to see you again soon :)

#anime fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #mha matchup #matchups closed #bnha matchup #matchups #bnha x reader #tsuyuasui #tsuyuasuixreader

[fuckedurbias]

boyfriend!johnny seo

this kinda turned into a little scenario oops,, but still top tier soft content my heart is aching :(

i’m gonna vomit from all the cheese that’s already all over the place from even the mere thought of this

the cheesiest, sweetest, purest, most loving & caring boy in the entire universe

he would give you his all 24/7, nothing less than that

THE NICEST KISSES EVER AAAAA

so soft

yet so passionate and deep

see everyone says big spoon but i think he’d love to b the little spoon, at least sometimes

eeeee when you play w his hair he m e l t s

ALSO BEST CUDDLES he’s literally a big snuggly bear

that eye smile,,,,, just for you

you know that scene in tangled when they’re on the boat surrounded by lanterns and eugene’s looking at rapunzel but she doesn’t realise? thats johnny @ you (fuck i just killed myself)

he would’ve had feelings for you long before you had any for him

you knew of each other because you were friends of each others friends

you also had a few classes together

every time you had class with Johnny he would sneak glances at you

sometimes even stare at you dreamingly

only if he was sitting behind you ofc for that last one bc hes not a complete creep

so yeah he definitely had a big ol crush on you before you were even close to him

you’d spoken to him a few times before briefly for the sake of class related things

and at parties or outings where your friends had invited you both

obviously when you did see him or talk to him you thought he was fine as hell because while you weren’t exactly friends with him, you’re not blind or a complete dumbass

now to how he snatched your heart

one time in class your professor said that in the next class he would be going over with you all the next big assignment that you would be starting

all he said about it was that it was going to be done in pairs

so of course, johnny, being the sneaky sneak he is, devised a plan

it really wasn’t elaborate at all but ofc he felt so sneaky and cool coming up with any kind of plan at all

anyways, he was just going to sit next to you in the next class

so before you could choose any of your friends to do the assignment with, he would swoop in

unless you rejected him anyways and still did it with one of your friends

or if the teacher just made you guys do it with the person sitting next to you (if it was the person sitting on the other side of you that wasn’t him, he would clothesline the professor)

s O ANYWAYS

the day came

he came early to class so that he wouldn’t miss the chance of getting the seat next to you

he was nervous as hell

he’d had two cups of coffee already and was ready….. kind of??… not really - to do this!

fake it till u make it fellas

the professor comes to the door of the classroom and opens it, as the few other students already there slowly walk in

oh shit, this is awkward

you’re not here yet

so what the heck is he meant to do??? just stand there awkwardly and wait for you so he can sit next to you

it’d be so obvious if he just went into the classroom as soon as you rocked up

so what does he do?? the first thing that comes to his mind

“oops, sorry prof gotta take this call it’s my mom” (im australian, it kills me to write it that way)

he quickly turns around the corner, faking a convo with his mum waiting for you to walk past

after what feels like forever you finally do

so he waits another couple of minutes before he ‘hangs up’ and walks into the classroom

and there you are, right up the back at the top like the angel you are

with a free seat next to you

you give him a concerned, lowkey annoyed look

out of all the free seats with nobody next to them he chooses to sit next to you? creep

anyways speed forward a couple of hours and, he did it

he asks the question, after bursting it out like he’d been holding it in for the millisecond the professor asked everyone to choose their partners

…. which he was

but somehow?? you don’t know why or how but you agreed

probs bc you knew he was smart and if he was so eager to do it with you then why not?

if he is secretly a murderer/stalker/overall weirdo that is obsessed with you then at least you won’t have to worry about crippling debt anymore if he kidnaps and or murders you

and that moment is where it all began

he got your number

messaged you about meeting up for the assignment

and that day you didn’t really do anything to do with the assignment

because once you two started talking and joking around

you couldn’t stop

you just felt so comfortable around him

he was so funny?? like not funny at all but thats why he was funny??

you fell so fast

and so hard

which is rare for you to open up to anyone that fast

but he made it so easy

you were lowkey scared about how easy you fell for him

you thought it was a trap and that you’d just get hurt

but johnny reassured you everytime that it wasn’t, that he genuinely liked you a lot

he waited for you, took it as slow as you wanted until you felt safe enough to commit

and when you did, you didn’t regret a thing

all your worries and fears went away

ofc you still had your moments but as i said, johnny would reassure you and validate you everytime

HE’D JUST BE SO SWEET AND REASSURING AND WOULD JUST DO A N Y T H I N G to make you feel 100% safe and comfortable

i’m crying now bye bye i can’t admit my feelings for johnny, not now, not anytime soon

#ncltr #nct #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct u #nct dream #nct 127 fluff #nct fluff #nct dream scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #nct dream fluff #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #nct imagines #kpop imagines #johnny #johnny seo #youngho #seo youngho #johnny scenarios #johnny imagines #taeyong #mark lee #haechan #lee donghyuck #lee taeyong #taeil #moon taeil #yuta

[fearfearer]

more thoughts about the magnus archives as i reread the transcripts

i was thinking about how gertrude robinson was really an extraordinary person (not extraordinarily Morally Sound, but extraordinary) just because of who she was, whereas the only extraordinary things about jonathan sims are things that have been arranged for him (i.e. his role). i don't mean this as a diss for jonathan, as i'm not extraordinary either. it's just striking that gertrude was so driven and confident compared to jon. of course, now we know that basically everything she did was in the pursuit of a moot goal (i.e. killing people in order to stop rituals that were already doomed to fail) so maybe my point is somewhat moot as well.

i've been doing some rereading of episodes on my phone (i.e. away from this text document on my computer) and i'll have a realization like "right, i should note that down when i get back to my computer" and i have forgotten all of them now that i am back at my computer. suffice it to say there are quite a few things i misheard/misunderstood on the first listen, unsurprisingly.

reading through the first 20 or so episodes i'm surprised by how well i remember each of them, considering i was listening like 4 episodes a day when i started. then again, it was only a month or two ago that i even listened to them, so one should hope my memory is at least this good. anyway the first episode i'm re-listening instead of rereading is 22 bc that's the first one where we hear martin's voice, i'm pretty sure

i've also noticed some errors in the official transcripts, which aren't a big deal because obviously what matters most is the audio, but still... some of them have been simple typos. magnus archives hire me as your official transcriptionist and i'll make all your transcripts 100% error-free bc im smatr

(reading through the rest of the transcripts and my standards went way down in terms of grammar/stylistic consistency, as most of the later ones are fan transcripts by several different people. i found quite a few mistakes, but obviously i have no particular way to help fix them short of sending an email to the tma transcripts fansite person like “hey there’s all these mistakes. upload my good version instead?” bc i’m not that much of a dick)

the whole reason martin went to the spider guy's building was because he didn't want jon to be disappointed in him for not doing Due Diligence. he says so twice. then he went back for the same reason. it seems the fandom joke is "jon asks his assistants to do crimes for him" but in this case martin is like "oh no maybe i didn't do enough crimes to satisfy jon"

jon was doing his archivist voice HEAVILY in season 1, huh?

tim's first appearance is so jovial compared to how he ends up...

if this boat lady is speaking spanish in brazil, then it doesn't matter if it was "bad spanish" or not. anyway now i understand why we already knew peter lukas was serving the lonely by the time jon mentioned offhand that peter lukas was serving the lonely. it was my whole “let’s not bother noting down any FREQUENTLY RECURRING names”

well i guess robert smirke was a real person. should i feel dumb about this? idk. it’s such a fictional-sounding name, to be fair. but i guess that set the precedent of using a real person as an important historical figure in the fiction that we see happening again when edmund halley is referenced later on. also episode 35 has foreshadowing for the separation of 14 powers, and people thought it was 13 because they mention 13 halls PLUS the one they came through.

totally forgot about tim goofing around in episode 39... he was really not having the worst time at this job before bad things started happening and he realized he was trapped, huh

the worms were trying to make a doorway into the Worm Wealm

ep 40 jon's like "I need to hear it. I need to record it. Or else I can't finish." (lightly abridged)

listening to the season 1 Q&A for the first time and EARL BIGMAC

also good to know there's only going to be 5 seasons. very good to know. this seems like a good kind of series to write with a fixed endpoint in mind, as it's very easy to do an episode that has effectively no bearing on the MetaPlot but which is still a short story in itself and therefore doesn't count as "filler"

jonathan sims performs with a mythical space pirate music cabaret. so he IS a ham

jonny says, "no rude words. i could say bums, maybe..." (alexander j newall does a laugh while i do the exact same laugh irl) "...but i won't."

some dumbass writing into the Q&A to ask if the background music is diegetic... get a podcast brain, ya fool. though for my part, i have to say that one of the most striking things about this podcast when i first started listening (though i never made a note of it before) was the Too Spooky Music, and i didn't like it at all. the reason was that i am, and have been, vulnerable to Getting Spooked about irrational things at night, such that it becomes really hard to fall asleep... and one of the things that has an outsize effect on my level of Spookédness is spooky audio. so if i was watching a video at night and i was worried it would Get Me Spooked, i would just turn the sound off, and it would turn out fine. but obviously you can't turn the sound off on a podcast. and i've been listening to podcasts after work, i.e. after 5pm, and i go to bed at like 8 or 9pm because i'm old. so the way it turned out was that even if the actual subject of the podcast wasn't that scary to me, the music would amplify it in an unpleasant way and make me more likely to have trouble sleeping. also i think most of the episodes would have been fine without the music, or maybe with some less intentionally-disconcerting background music.

this just in: i seem to have totally missed episode 50 on my first listen-through, despite having gone in linear order. bc i'm listening to it now and i've definitely never heard this before. fortunately it doesn't seem to have much of a bearing on the rest of the series, so it's not like i missed any crucial information. tbh the only worthwhile bit was a brief moment of tim being a ham, which was good. i hope i didn't miss any other episodes the first time... still don't know how i managed to miss this one.

the official transcript said [EXTENDED SOUNDS OF BRUTAL PIPE MURDER] ...

so gertrude and leitner WERE played by jonny's parents <:3c i'd thought as much when i saw the cast names but i like that it's confirmed. his mom is a really good actress too. i always find the gertrude episodes to be striking in a certain way

"it's Fine working with your parents. it's Fine." as someone who worked with my mom for like a year i can confirm this

i'm tickled to find that the official transcripts have a sense of humor. i wonder who is behind them. i also wonder, what is the excuse for not having a full set of official transcripts when it is a script-based show? surely you know what is going to be said beforehand, and you have it written down, and if someone ends up saying something different in the final recording, surely it wouldn’t be too hard to give the original script a little edit, and bam! that’s a transcript. i wonder if this approach is not feasible for some reason.

whenever martin reads statements, he says something about jon... whenever he talks to someone, he says something about jon

i think episode 110 is an instance of the tape recorder turning ITSELF off... at the end of the episode. because they walk away, and they say something distantly, and then it turns off. lots of other times, there had to be a diegetic reason for the tape recorder to turn off at the end.

i noticed something which i missed last time, which was that there is a rumor between melanie and georgie and basira that implies that jonathan is asexual. worth noting, i think. [side note added in later: yeah it’s canon. cool]

also i listened to episode 103 again and yes. i had thought-- i had been SURE-- that the person interrogating the traffic cop (using the asky ability) was martin. but it was actually jon. how did i possibly manage that mistake? i'm not great at distinguishing voices, but i'm not THAT bad. the only possible answer: when i was listening to the episode for the first time... i must have been eating a crunchy snack.

"it doesn't have to make sense! alex has to make it sense." (jonny sims re: writing the spiral)

glad to know that jonny sims regrets using his own name for the protagonist. doesn't make a difference either way at this point but yeah

YES i knew episode 100 was improvised. and i see, all the statementers had actually had supernatural experiences, but because the archivist was absent, their statements didn't have the coherence and clarity normally lent to them by the eye (in exchange for becoming cursed). i think melanie or basira actually said pretty much that in the episode itself, but i still couldn't be sure that all of those people had something real to talk about.

"in the same way that tim is dead, michael is helen." good shit

the archivist is canon a bit of a drama queen. the first bullet point in my first tma notes document is vindicated

jonny sims mentions another podcast (apocrypals) that sounds 100% up my alley, so that is appreciated, i will add that to my list i think. (listened to episodes 0 and 1 of apocrypals and i'm heavily struck by how VERY clearly i can hear the smiles in chris sims's voice. i did not know smiling could be so audible, truly.) (listened to quite a few more episodes of apocrypals and it’s certainly entertaining at times. i should’ve been reading along though. maybe some other time)

I DIDN'T LISTEN TO THE SEASON 4 TEASER THE FIRST TIME AROUND.........................................

i must confess something that people who know me well may already know: i hate when stories have a bad ending. an unhappy ending. a painful ending. a hopeless ending. bittersweet is the furthest in that direction i can tolerate. my perspective, which is pretty deep-seated, is that there's no point in getting to know and love characters if you're only going to be hurt by that connection to them when the end turns out to be bad. if i have even a mild inkling that a story is heading toward a bad ending, i make a conscious effort to regard all characters from afar and not develop any strong attachments. this is not so much "how i think all stories need to be," but rather, "the characteristics a story needs to have to appeal to me personally." so i understand that my view is very subjective and mostly based on my own mental weakness. but i can't help but apply it to the media i consume. and the idea that someone would do something like "make characters very human and strongly developed" IN COMBINATION WITH "heading toward a bad end" makes me upset. like, picture a horror movie. think about the characters in a horror movie. with the exception of a main character, if there is one, there's no guarantee that anyone is going to survive to the end of the film... BUT... the characters generally aren't fleshed out and very sympathetic. i wouldn't go so far as to say they're disposable, but you're not SUPPOSED to cry when they die; you're just supposed to get scared. their purpose is as objects of fear, and you never expect or even hope for a happy ending. but in the magnus archives... all i'm saying... is that i would cry if any of the remaining members of the main cast died. and it seems clear that we're not heading to a happy ending. so i'm somewhat afraid, and not in a good way. i don't know how much i can trust jonny sims to give me the story i want, and obviously, i'm not entitled to it.

if your name is jonathan and you want to shorten it, the short form is jon. it ain't john, no matter what the official transcripts say. where'd you get that h, huh? stole it from someone else's name? are you shortening it like JOnatHaN? you can’t just be that sneaky!

i listened to scrutiny again and it hits so hard. now, in heart of darkness, when manuela begs jon not to force her statement, it's really heavy given the direct context of the previous two episodes where we see how compulsion works and how it hurts.

also when jon was talking about how to destroy the dark sun and he was like "i just need to see it," when i first heard it, i assumed he meant something along the lines of, "by seeing it, i will learn how to destroy it." but now i understand that the mere act of the eye seeing it destroys it, because being known is what the darkness is weakest to.

the magnus employees who work in the library probably at least have a LITTLE BIT of a feeling that they work in an almost normal place, given that jon and all his assistants were able to have that impression before transferring to the archives. so i wonder how the magnus library people feel about their institute's director getting arrested for double murder and now the big boss is a completely unrelated ship captain who seems to want nothing to do with the place but simultaneously is trying to continue business as usual

on second listen, listening to jon ask helen when the guilt stops (wrt hurting people in order to feed one's patron fear) is pretty chilling. because it seems like he's definitely accepting that he will have to hurt people, and what he's concerned about is how bad it makes HIM feel. of course, helen then answers with precisely what i just wrote, so...

i should've read the transcript for episode 159 instead of relistening because i forgot that peter lukas's actor got so gravelly and hard to listen to in this one. anyway, time to re-listen to the season 4 finale... then i'll listen to the season 4 Q&As and stuff... and then the new episode. (DOKI DOKI DOKI DOKI DOKI)

i heard in the Q&A that the voice of peter lukas did multiple takes for episode 159?! but it was because of technical difficulties. right. because i can’t imagine the way it turned out being deemed the best take. sorry

ok, things i missed last time i listened to 160: daisy and the other two hunters are missing. also jon mentioned "magnus's body" and martin mentioned "an old man's corpse" and at the time i took this to mean (somewhat unthinkingly) that when jon and martin returned from the lonely, they killed elias/jonah's body. which would be a weird thing to happen "off-camera," so to speak. so i think i must have been wrong? slightly confused. ok, no, i'm now sure that elias survived, so i must have misunderstood. definitely alive.

as martin leaves and jon is about to begin the statement, he sounds so peaceful and satisfied. that's good acting.

by the way, in one of the previous few episodes, i noticed that jonah seems to have body-swapped by switching out his eyes into his preferred body, which i'm pretty sure i missed the first time.

i like that jonny sims checks reddit to see whether people have solved the mystery. that's just a really funny way to do things, sneaking a peek like "hmm how mysterious is my mystery? let's see who has figured it out..." and for the record, i wasn't even close to figuring it out. but to be fair to myself, i didn't try. like i said from the beginning, i started listening with the intent of going along for the ride. plus the mystery had already been solved before i started listening to the series, so it's not like i had a lot of time in between updates to contemplate whether elias was jonah, etc.

JON'S AMERICAN ACCENT FOR THE IONIZED YEAST AD

ALEX WAS THE VOICE OF JARED HOPWORTH?! i mean it was so messed up it could have been anybody but god

ALEX DIDN'T LET GERTUDE CACKLE

i've listened to the bloopers (including a gertrude cackle?) and the season 5 trailer (martin seems slightly cavalier about the end of the world but maybe he's just trying to keep his shit together for jon) and i'm going to listen to the new episode Soon.

final conclusion on rereads/relistens: i had pretty poor comprehension of some important happenings. i’m realizing just how easy it is to mishear/fail to hear exactly what is happening in a podcast when you’re doing other stuff at the same time. there are still a couple things i don’t quite understand, but i think i’ll have a look around the wiki one of these days.

[surejo]

( victoria pedretti, cis woman ) hey ! have you seen JOSEPHINE “JO” CORMAC around ? SHE works at the HOT COCOA STAND at big bear resort, but they must be off their shift by now. well, if you do see them can you let me know ? they’re 24 years old & they’ve been working here for TWO YEARS. they tend to be +OPTIMISTIC & +EMPATHETIC, but can also be -IMPRACTICAL & -PASSIVE. the other employees have labeled them THE IDEALIST. thanks a lot ! ( the few nights the stars can be seen, books worn down by dog-ears and marks left throughout the years, the first crisp breeze of autumn, the duality… of t.s. eliot ) 

OK. a few notes before i get started:

1) i hope everyone loves how i literally j copied my ivan stuff. url format? ‘sure jan’ lives on. theme? too lazy to find a different one that’s easy to work with. luv that for me. 2) speaking of this theme i forget if i addressed this on ivan’s blog but tabbed bullets don’t appear tabbed.... so if anything seems like it doesn’t make total sense.... it is supposed to be tabbed™. 3) get ready for drama!!!!! you may ask yourself “but the app looks so tame! there will be no drama!” but you are wrong........ because she loves cats. the t.s. eliot book......... the musical........ even the movie.

ok jo,, is also a resurrected character,,, hence how i already kno,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, that she loves cats. anyway ! let’s begin ! (listen,,,, the intro format will at least be a little different from ivan’s ok im evolving)

QUICK FACTS:

full name: josephine “jo” rose cormac

date of birth: march 6, 1995

*does not perfectly reflect the below big three zodiac chart because that’s too much math

zodiac big three: pisces sun, gemini moon, cancer rising

gender & pronouns: cis woman & she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual ( preference for women bc we luv that for her but we also luv leaving things open to chemistry )

education: bachelor in english - literature that she is doing nothing with

enneagram: 2w1

mbti: infp

various inspirations: eleanor crain ( the haunting of hill house ), dolores price *as a child and towards the end of the book ( she’s come undone ), fox 8 ( fox 8: a story ), “why try to change me now?” - fiona apple (cover), “be still” - the killers

BACKGROUND INFO:

triggers: verbal/mental/emotional abuse/gaslighting, very slight implication of spousal abuse, brief mention of car accident/death & drowning

( ivan and jo’s breakout pop-punk single: “fuck happy backstories!” stream it on spotify ! )

jo......... was born into the wrong family, let’s get that out of the way.

it was pretty clear she was a ploy to save the marriage of her parents ( who have names: lucy and benjamin, luv that for them ). it didn’t seem like they’d ever picked up a parenting book, gone to a parenting class, rly prepped for being a parent at all...... in their entire lives.

that being said, her mom was actually decent at parenting. her major flaw, though? ok, so you know how kids usually have that one bedtime story that they love and want it to be read to them over and over? well lucy complied ! but y’all wanna know what that book was ?

t.s. eliot’s “old possum’s book of practical cats” whfeiuldjkn

anyway ! when jo was seven, after many failed attempts and simple threats, her mom was finally divorcing benjamin for realz. due to his volatile nature, it was becoming very clear that she was the more fit parent and she almost got sole custody ( the only reason benjamin was motivated for it in the first place was the power so?? )! how exciting!

but the keyword is ‘almost’!

alexa, play ‘my heart will go on’ but the off-tune flute version

just as the proceedings were going through, jo’s mother was hit by a drunk driver on new year’s eve. the car skidded onto some ice, minimal damage done... then the ice broke.

jo and benjamin both devolved after that. jo withdrew more into herself and pretty much coped by..... just reading old possum’s a LOT (hate that for her). all mopey, benjamin became much less outwardly violent. the keyword is ‘outwardly.’

ya, instead of j bein like “i will just chill” he was like “i will just make my rage more subtle because in this house, we love intimidation, manipulation, hostility, the blame game, and gaslighting! uwu” managed to convince jo that her mother’s death was somehow her fault, that he was the only person she could trust, that she will never be able to live without someone else, etc., etc.

a few years in and a cycle of many impromptu sleepovers began. luv that for her. hate that for her, but luv that for her. 

there is a lot i cld talk abt here, but it all seems like it cld j be tl;dr’d as: “basically became the surrogate daughter of a bunch of other people”

as for things that r not tragique™, jo was v much a drifter when it came to friends. managed to make a fair amount bc she does not seem like she will put a tadpole in ur hand like ivan. also j a people-pleaser but that’s starting to get into her personality which is another section.

did go to college. luv that for her. has NO CLUE what she’s going to do with her degree, but she can make some really sick niche william faulkner jokes. 

began seasonally working at big bear during the winter break of her last year in college because bitch needed some money!! wound up loving it and was like “i think,,,, i will continue to do this,,,, the people here,,,, r cul,,,,”

still visits benjamin every once in a while. not a way to say that uwu you should forgive ur abusive parent(s) uwu rather that jo.... still has slight belief in him. just to end on something emo.

THE REST IS HISTORY!!!!

TL;DR:

started life out as a saddie, not a baddie. still not a baddie, but no longer as much of a saddie. loves “cats” and there is no irony to that statement. can make good niche literary jokes, but that’s about it.

PERSONALITY/MISCELLANEOUS INFO:

a child. a literal child. a child to the point that she should have supervision when she goes on grocery trips because she falls for marketing ploys so easily. can’t believe she hasn’t fallen into a pyramid scheme yet.

an absolute dumbass. again, can make some great niche william faulkner jokes, but ask her the order of the planets? “...well mars is somewhere in there.”

unironically LOVES cats - both the musical and movie. thinks jennifer hudson’s grizabella is the best. will start sharing random facts about it or old possum’s book of practical cats if she runs out of things to talk about but feels pressured to keep talking. was broken when she first read a different t.s. eliot poem and realized he was actually super dark. the only thing that got her through it was a comparison to batman :\ bruce wayne is old possum’s, batman is everything else.

to take a brief break from fun personality facts, v down on herself bc benjamin’s words rly!! stuck with her!! convinced she is an absolute idiot and does not trust her own memory. v indecisive bc of this and always longs for someone to help her figure things out. tries to distance herself from memories of her mother because, again, benjamin got to her. her love of cats doesn’t help that, but... can you believe that’s her coping mechanism? makes up for it by giving all of her love 2 everyone else!! we love tragedy!! and needing to go to therapy!!

secretly knows her love of cats is weird and dumb. a part of her knows why it’s considered one of the worst musicals ever. but LISTEN. we luv rly weird coping mechanisms!

big dreamer. will develop the most impractical goals. she usually knows they are impractical, but still..... uwu

has decided everyone is good until proven bad! except for,,,, like,,, murderers and rapists,,,,

is #StraightEdge for the most part,,,, literally has a drink maybe three times per year

says “like” a whole lot for someone who majored in english with a concentration in literature and should therefore be more eloquent.

i am not great at these sections!! feel free 2 j refer to her zodiac, personality tests, and character influences!!

literally fox 8. i put the others there bc she’s similar but wow,,,, if u read fox 8 (it’s a short story i recommend it i luv george saunders u can find a pdf online),,,, she is fox 8. 

here u go here is a sample that doesnt need context: "Fox 4 woslike: No ofense, Fox 8? Your ideas are not super praktikal. Dreem, dreem, dreem, said Fox 11. Fox 41 woslike: Fox 8, does this honestly never get old for you?"

OH ALSO. she has a slet. a cat,,,,, named asparagus,,,, whom she calls “gus”,,,,, and y’all know WHY.

recent development: has downloaded tor so she can get on the dark web. why? because she thinks there will be more funny animal videos on there. is shockingly good at navigating it.

CONNECTION IDEAS:

close friends bc we luv that –– roman (nuanced), aylie (nuanced), hazel (nuanced), cleo (nuanced), vic (nuanced), marco (nuanced)

childhood friends whom she possibly had impromptu sleepovers with bc that is v soft and,,,,, y’all i left the city blank for a reason. –– hazel, marco, 

on that note, the person who was like “wait,,,,,,, u know that book was turned into a musical right,,,,,, like,,,,, a musical literally everyone knows” and shook jo’s world

good influence / bad influence –– cleo, vic, 

~*confidant*~

roommate

exes –– ian,

reciprocated pining

unreciprocated pining

someone..... who has accepted..... that she likes cats.... in a way that is not ironic. will see the movie with her. –– aylie, 

an enemy,,,,,, aka this person was like “cats is literally the worst thing in the entire world” and now they r on jo’s very short hit list –– riley

idk!!! im also obvs up for brainstorming!!! luv that!!!

** descriptive connections page is here ( only people who i’m messaging are on it, but i ?? would love to plot w everyone ?? so don’t make the short list make u think i’m trying 2 limit it 2 these ppl auhfoeidla )

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[thegeminisage]

i have deep and conflicting thots about the gilli episode (3.11)

they’re long (they’re LONG!!!) so here’s a cut. you’re welcome

good things:

this is the ANTITHESIS to everything i was complaining about last night. this is what i was CRAVING. this show did me so good (and yet, so bad - more on that in a sec)

there was a touch of outside pov here (my weakness) since we got to see who merlin was from gilli’s point of view

and when i say we got to see who merlin was i mean we really for real got to SEE WHO HE WAS oh babey

something gilli said in this episode was that merlin has been pretending so long he forgot who he was and i think similarly he pretends so well that we the audience (me anyway) also kind of forget who he is because we see it SO rarely

but we saw it here! in this episode merlin was SMART?? those aren’t two words i’d normally use in the same sentence without sticking a “is not” between them but he WAS - he cottoned on right away that gilli was using magic, he confronted him immediately and in a way that didn’t invoke hostility (and what a nice little flip, what a TREAT to see someone else freaking out and covering their ass while merlin is keeping his cool), (some of) his normal little jabs at arthur were a tad wryer/slyer on the delivery, and he figured out, ON HIS OWN, how to save both gilli and uther, and used his magic in front of ALL THOSE PEOPLE without getting caught

and speaking of that, merlin being like “he’s braver than me, using magic in front of all those people” and gaisu going “brave or stupid” like... ok, at first my reaction was: come on, merlin uses magic in front of people ALL THE TIME...but when i think about it, my very own self was complaining just yesterday that he was keeping his shit buttoned up way too tightly. and i did notice merlin himself waiting until backs were turned more often, incantating aloud less often...he ACTUALLY HAS gotten less stupid, JUST a smidgen. i didn’t even realize

merlin seemed more grown-up and serious in this episode than he has in the entire series. maybe it’s the fact that he had someone younger and dumber to play off of (and i don’t think gilli was a strong enough character to carry an episode, but maybe it was enough to give us an excuse to develop merlin so much) but he did in fact seem WISE, and he seemed TIRED, which is a thing grownups usually are... the way he talked to the other characters seemed different too - he spoke to the dragon as an equal (last dragon & last dragonlord), not as some dumbass in over his head asking for help (very nice also that he didn’t go to gaius for advice but someone more on “his level”). he gave arthur clear and frank advice on how to go about fighting his dad, he STUCK UP FOR GILLI AGAINST GAIUS (backbone! compassion!) and then STUCK UP FOR HIMSELF against gilli!!!!!

(i like a slightly more serious merlin because while quirky dumbass country hick merlin IS charming and endearing that charm can only carry him so far without more meat involved, especially after some of the terrible things we’ve seen him suffer through and all the experiences he’s had to grow and change)

i have mixed feelings about merlin showing his magic to this particular person at this particular time, but i do also like that he was willing to open up about WHO HE IS if it could potentially save a life. that shows backbone. and it shows integrity. two things i was sorely missing from merlin before now

speaking of merlin’s integrity, we finally got to cover why he keeps saving uther, who he should hate and despise and want dead, which i have been DYING for

merlin and gilli have a sort of professor x/magneto stance about uther, by which i mean one of them argues that they should change things from within the system to court goodwill and avoid violence because acting violently would just make their detractors’ point for them, and the other argues that the system should be destroyed entirely through any means necessary because violence is the only language the oppressor understands

on a rewatch what really stands out to me is merlin chastising gilli at the end by saying “you’re better than that.” it makes me think of season 1 when merlin had the chance to let morgana’s allies assassinate uther and he asks gwen what he should do - gwen, who also has every reason to hate and despise uther, tells merlin that to allow him to die through inaction would be just as bad as murdering him directly, and that that would make merlin as bad uther is

i don’t want to give the people who fucked morgana over so thoroughly too much credit but it makes me wonder if that wasn’t when merlin decided that he was going to be the bigger man

he says it himself in this episode, near tears - it is LONELY, being what he is, and doing what he does. he could kill a man with a thought and he spends all his time mucking stables and polishing armor and when he gets a break from that it’s to save someone’s life without endangering his own. it is dangerous, tireless work for which he believes he will NEVER get any thanks. and what i was so frustrated about before was not understanding WHY - did he care THAT much about arthur’s feelings, that he couldn’t stand to watch arthur lose a father? was he just THAT afraid of uther and what uther would do to him if he found out?

but i get it now - it’s because he CHOOSES to. not to protect arthur or to protect himself but because he wholly believes that he’s playing the long game and he’s on the correct path to seeing a future where what he is is no longer outlawed - god, his FACE when he says “when that day arrives, we WILL be free” 

again not to overcredit the writers bc i DON’T think they were smart enough to do this on purpose but like in my heart he decided all the way back in season 1 that he wasn’t going to take the easy way out and just let uther die because THAT’S NOT WHAT MAGIC IS FOR. he’s stronger than everyone else around him and HE CHOOSES to keep his head down and wait it out because in his OWN WORDS “magic is not meant to bring you glory.” even gilli agrees - when used for personal gain, it is very easy for the power of the magic to corrupt. i thought merlin was weak, to have saved uther’s life so many times - but to resist that kind of temptation and corruption over and over, he’s actually the opposite. he doesn’t try so hard to protect the monarchy because he lacks self-respect or integrity, he protects the monarchy BECAUSE OF his self-respect and integrity. all along, he’s been fighting for a better future too - just in his way, not the way gilli or morgana would

and speaking of morgana...here’s the bad:

i. am. LIVID!!!!!

that merlin would tell this boy he BARELY KNOWS his secret in order to maybe possibly save this kid’s life and NOT TELL MORGANA in her worst hour of need when she most needed a friend

merlin got a whole lot more respect from me today but the fact remains that he’s a LYING LIAR WHO LIES and he has tried to kill morgana two and a half times (the poison, the bump on the head, knocking her off her horse) and as of the end of season 3 also MURDERED HER SISTER THAT IS APPARENTLY ALSO LOWKEY HER GIRLFRIEND (i know)

which really clashes with his whole deal that i just described above, of using his magic for good and not evil purposes, for trying to win over hearts instead of win battles. and it’s funny that it’s ONLY morgana that merlin acts out of character for...i think it’s because! and this is a crazy concept! the writers hate morgana!

morgana in season 1 and most of season 2 was a kind and loving person. she was a true ally to gwen and often used her status as the king’s ward to stand up for gwen when gwen was in trouble. the first time she tried to have uther killed it was because of what happened to gwen’s father. she was more than capable of feeling love and knowing right from wrong and doing what she believed was right at any cost as evidenced by her helping to sneak the little druid kid out of the castle at risk to herself

morgana in season 3 does nothing but smirk evilly. and while it’s a good look on her and she’s MORE than valid in wanting to fuck up merlin and uther and maybe even arthur too from a certain viewpoint her aggression against gwen is ENTIRELY unwarranted

even trying my BEST to be sympathetic towards her and remember what she’s gone through and that her bad characterization is the fault of the writers and not morgana herself it is VERY hard not to hate her when you see her delighting in gwen’s misery and watching her PANIC about gwen’s future as the queen was FAR more satisfying than it should have been because i was then delighting in MORGANA’S misery and that is NOT a feeling im comfy with

in fact! im furious! the fact that this gilli kid got a more sympathetic portrayal than morgana ever will makes me SEE RED!!! imagine if the professor x/magneto vibe had been played out with merlin and morgana throughout the entirety of season 3! imagine morgana still had feelings other than ~edgy evulz~ and kept trying to kill uther BECAUSE SHE BELIEVED IT WAS RIGHT but had no quarrel with people like gwen who had always loved her! imagine her being conflicted when there was every chance that gwen would die during the takeover! imagine how her feelings could have become even more complicated when she found out she had living family - a father and brother, one of whom she is plotting to kill! imagine her NOT wanting harm to come to gwen or arthur and trying to persuade them to her side with good yet flawed arguments! imagine uther having to face the fact that the daughter he dotes on is also the thing he hates! people talk about arthur’s conflict if he realizes merlin is magic, but he’s known merlin a lot less time than he’s known morgana and merlin’s not his sister, imagine arthur had to deal with that conflict of interests! we could have HAD IT ALL in season 3 and instead season 3 MOSTLY SUCKS

what if morgana had remembered how fucked up arthur was about learning about the true circumstances of his birth? what if she had persuaded him that uther’s stance against magic was wrong? what if she knew merlin had magic but she hated him so she blackmailed him with it? he could have told her and then spent the ENTIRETY of season 3 shitting himself about it and it would have TOTALLY JUSTIFIED how shifty he got later after gaius taught him how to lie.what if he had SEEN what choosing to hurt other people had wrought in morgana and truly felt remorse and it informed his character for the rest of the show and that’s why he’s always choosing the moral high ground! there were SO MANY possibilities that could have opened up by having morgana be even just a little bit 3-dimensional!!!

which brings me to my next complaint: as good as this episode was, as much as i loved it, as glad as i am to finally understand merlin or at the very least have an interpretation of him i’m happy with, i should not have had to wait ALL SEASON to get there. i know what kind of show this is but they could have slipped some of this stuff in WAY EARLIER so i didn’t have to spent the entirety of season 3 and quite a lot of season 2 thinking merlin was just some spineless fuckup

also i will say it again, gilli was NOT strong enough to have carried this episode. the work on merlin’s character was INCREDIBLE and it was fun enough to see gilli mirror who he was in early season 1 but imagine how much better it could have been if he’d gotten to play off of someone like morgana - gilli’s a one-off character, and he has to tell us about his history and struggles, but morgana’s struggle is something we’ve witnessed firsthand. when she makes her own arguments about how hard it is to be magic under uther’s rule it comes from a place of deep pain that could have and should have resonated with merlin just as deeply as gilli’s.

morgana works MUCH better as a foil to merlin because all the way back in season 1 when they were both angry on gwen’s behalf and both wanted uther to pay for what he’d done so that no more innocent people would die it was MORGANA who chose the magneto route and merlin who decided to go professor x. they had the potential to make something REALLY COOL out of that AND THEY DIDN’T and what makes me so mad about this episode is that the sheer CONCEPT of this was good enough to have carried the entire season and yet they crammed it into a single 45-minute block

here end my thots i guess, in conclusion morgana deserved better

#personal #merlin blogging #liz's meta #liz's merlin stuff #despite my very big problems with how this was executed #i did love it quite a bit #very good timing that just last night i was complaining about merlin the character #that i didn't see enough meat to him #and then today i am given THIS #watching merlin live must have been like torture #but i've finally got my angle to him #maybe it's not the correct one or the one most people would prefer #but it's the one i like & can get behind #that speech at the end... #his very own mini-2.08 moment #i don't expect any character consistency or anything i don't expect it to hold #but still. #liz makes stuff

[huangels]

so one night stand isn't an option anymore? - mark

request: heyy person~ can you pleease do a mark scenario where a movie night ends up in a making out session, both of you being only friends. what happen after and all that

a/n: i didn’t write any smut bc i can’t so it’s just solely making out i guess. also i feel like my titles are getting longer and longer and idk how to cut them down tbh. also pt2 it was getting a bit too long so the end may seem a bit rushed sorry for that… also pt3 idk how i feel about this scenario hmm

summary: Being bored out of your mind, you show up unexpectedly at your best friend, Mark’s place. Things get hot and heavy as alcohol runs through the both of your systems.

genre: uhh?? idk lol fluff and smut? but not really fluffy and there’s no actual smut? (im a mess sorry)

warnings: cursing, suggestive smut

word count: 2k

A knock echoes through Mark's empty apartment as his roommates are out on this Friday night. Mark gets up from his desk in his room, making his way to the front door. Another impatient knock comes and Mark shouts out that he's coming.

He swings the door open, thinking it's one of his drunken roommates coming home, but is surprised when he sees you standing outside his door, in nothing but a large sweater with the University's logo stitched to the front. The sweater is long enough to cover your shorts but Mark knows you're wearing them as the ends of the drawstring peaks under the sweater.

"Y/N? What're you doing here?" Mark asks, stepping back to let you into his home. You come in while tossing your keys onto the small table by the door and beelining to the couch in the living room. Mark follows after closing and locking the front door. As he enters the living room, he sees you sprawled out on the couch, scrolling through your phone.

Mark lifts your head before taking a seat himself and then placing your head down on his lap. You lock your phone and let it drop onto your stomach with a groan after seeing pictures of all your friends hanging out in a club without you.

"Mark~, we should do something, anything. I'm bored as hell right now and all my friends left me," you explain, looking up at your best friend from his lap.

"What do you want to do then?" he questions, running a lazy hand through your hair.

"I don't fucking know, that's why I came here," you say, throwing your hands up and almost hitting Mark in the face. He grabs it before it can, holding it above your stomach. A silence flows by as the both of you think about what to do.

"Can we go clubbing and just get drunk off our asses? We can dance and let loose," you say, wrapping your other hand over the one holding onto Mark's hand. His face twists at your suggestion.

"Y/N, we're gonna need one of us to be sober to drive home safely," he tells you, causing you to groan loudly.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you, No fun Mark."

"How about we stay here and watch a movie, you can pick," Mark offers while looking down with a small smile, and when you don't answer, he sighs and adds, "I'll bring out the beer."

He gets up from his spot on the couch, but you grab onto his wrist. He looks back at you with a raised eyebrow.

"You have ginger ale right?" you ask, and Mark's confusion spreads.

"You just want soda?"

"No you dumbass, mix it with vodka."

"Ohhh, aye aye captain."

Mark leaves the living room area to prepare snack and drinks, yelling behind for you to select a movie. You scroll through Netflix absentmindedly, nothing really catching your eye, so you select a random one that you've seen before.

With a tub of dulce de leche ice cream in one hand and two glasses of Copperheads in the other, Mark enters the living room again. You don't know if caramel ice cream and liquor is a good mix but you welcome him with helping hands as you reach out to grab your drink. Mark plops down next to you and you start the movie, both clinging to the tub of soft ice cream.

Halfway through the movie, you grow bored, having seen this movie multiple times. The tub of ice cream is left on the coffee table, still open and all melted, and your drinks empty, even after Mark had to refill it a couple times.

You don't know if it's the alcohol running through your veins or how good Mark looks in a simple black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but you move closer into Mark's chest. Your head rests on his shoulder, as you turn to sit on the side of your hip so that you can swing a leg over his lap. Mark doesn't react so you slide your arms through his, linking them, as you nestle up to his side. The arm you're holding moves to your leg, slowly rubbing the side of your thigh and calf.

Not satisfied with it, your free hand starts crawling up Mark's arm, before making its way to his neck. Mark still doesn't react, but he notices your actions and starts to sweat, all of his upper body burning up inside. He's very confused, trying to figure out what you're doing without being obvious, but the way your hands run all around his upper body causes him to lose focus.

At this point, the both of you aren't even paying attention to the movie. You're too busy trailing your fingers lightly over his chest, stomach, neck, hair, arms, then his thigh. On the other hand, Mark tries not to think too much about it as he doesn't want his erection to become obvious. After it's getting way too hot for Mark, not being able to breathe straight anymore, he finally speaks up.

"W-what are y-you do-doing Y/N?" he asks with a choppy voice, his throat already dried up. A smirk grows on your face as you finally got a reaction from Mark. You turn your head that was laying on his chest to rest your chin on his shoulder, your mouth right by his ear.

"Mark," you purr, dragging it out sweetly. He pressed his legs together, trying to control himself. His hands tighten into fists, digging his short nails into his palm. He can smell the bitter scent of liquor through your breath. 

"Mark, is it bad that I want your right now?" you flirt in such a silky voice that causes Mark to let out a breath, his chest now rising speedily. There's no going back now, for the both of you. Mark gulps as your hands continue to torture him. You can see beads of sweat on his forehead, coating the hair that falls upon it.

"Is it bad that I'm thinking about all of the fun things we can be doing instead of watching this movie?" Your hand traces a line from the side of his neck towards the middle of his chest and down to the ends of his stomach. Mark is as stiff as board now, afraid if he’d even move one muscle he would explode out.

"Do you want to know what those fun things are?" you hum, pushing his wet hair away from his forehead. Mark's mouth falls open slightly, not being able to breathe through his nose anymore. You shift your head so that your lips are situated by the side of his neck, gently ghosting over it. His skin radiates heat that you can physically feel on your lips. You let out a breath, letting it cool over his heated skin. Mark shivers as a soft whine erupts from his throat unknowingly.

You repeat yourself slowly, every breath fanning over the hotness of Mark’s neck. He nods roughly in response, still not able to look at you. Your hand slivers up Mark's neck to the side of his face and turn it towards yours.

Mark sucks in a breath while coming face to face with your complexion, eye darks and hooded, lips parted and slightly pouted, and your cheeks flushed pink. From the alcohol or her bold actions, he doesn’t know. You stare straight at his lips and he feels as if your gaze bore into it as his lips start to feel sore, stinging a bit. His tongue darts out to wet them unconsciously. Mark's legs begin to bounce up and down in anticipation, gaping down at your own glistening plump lips.

A smirk spreads across your face as you close the distance between you two, connecting your lips. You move your lips slowly and softly, drawing it out. The feeling is new, it ignites something within you. So, you stick out your tongue to wipe it across Mark's bottom lip, then tugging on it lightly. Mark let's out a low groan, prompting you to continue.

Pulling away, you stare into his eyes, droopy and filled with lust like yours. You shift your position so that you're fully sitting on Mark's lap. The both of you are chest to chest as your arms loop around his neck and his hands hold onto your the curve of your lower back.

Unable to contain yourself, you crash into Mark's lips, knocking the air out of his lungs. The kiss is more fiery and passionate now, full of lust for the other. His large hands work their way around your body, feeling each crevasse, each line, each curve. The two of you completely let go as you deepen the kiss, biting his lower lip once again. He moans into your mouth and you take this opportunity to run your tongue through his, tasting a mix of sweet ice cream and vodka. Somehow a delicious combo, especially in Mark’s mouth. 

Mark detaches from your lips to breathe, and you move towards to his neck, leaving trails of wet kisses from his cheek to his jaw and down the side of his neck. His wandering hands snake under your large sweater, running his fingers up and down your spine. You bite down on a spot on his neck, it's warm and soft, and continue sucking and nipping until you leave a bruise-like hickey. His head falls back onto the couch, eyes shut tight with pleasure. You drag your tongue over the multiple marks you left on his neck and collarbone, then kissing them lightly.

The room is filled with heavy breaths as Mark plays with the hem of your sweater. You understand what he wants as you disconnect your lips from his neck to pull the sweater over your head. You toss it nonchalantly behind you, before reaching for Mark's shirt. He complies, letting you take off his own top.

The both of you admire each other's bodies. Having new skin to explore, his hands automatically start roaming your smooth skin as you do the same. You trail your hands over his shoulders and down his chest to his toned stomach, feeling every inch of skin. 

The look you and Mark share tells the both of you that it is going to be a long night. 

With your eyes still closed, you take in a deep breath and try to change your position in bed, but something heavy is hindering you from moving. You finally open your eyes, waiting for it to focus. The room you're in is not your own red painted room, but a white one. Glancing over your shoulder, you spot the top of Mark's brown hair as his head is buried in your upper back.

Quietly, you try to pry his arms that hug your figure under the sheets. Successfully doing so, you swing your legs over the edge of his bed and stand up. Looking down, instead of the sweater you were wearing last night, it's the black t-shirt that Mark had on. You hear a shuffle behind you from the bed as you whip your head around.

"You're already leaving?" Mark begins, sitting up from his position, his chest bare and his hair is sticking out in random places. "What am I to you? You're one night stand?"

You chuckle at his outburst, Mark's voice deep and raspy from sleep. His eyebrows are furrowed as he pouts. You lean back onto the bed over your arms and plant a kiss on his sullen lips.

"I just need to use the bathroom," you explain, causing Mark to blush while gnawing on his lower lip, replying with a soft “oh right.” You turn and make your way to his bathroom.

When you get back, Mark opens the duvet for you to slide into. You return in his arms, resting your head on his shirtless chest. A comfortable silence rolls by, as he plays with the ends of your hair.

"What now Y/N?" Mark asks with a soft voice, "What are we now?"

"Whatever you want us to be Mark," you answer, looking up with a glowing smile. Mark leans down, so his forehead rests against yours.

"My girlfriend it is then."

"So one night stand isn't an option anymore?"

You almost fall off the bed as both of Mark's hands dart for your sides, tickling you.

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[peaches-writes]

party night

prompt 2: “But it looks like it’s enjoying itself!”

member: minho / lee know wc: 1.9k genre: fluff, bakeneko au, neighbor au, the crackiest fic you’ll ever read in a while warning: explicit language note: finally it’s done it took a while and it’s not even good it’s so trippy sldjflskdf but i’ve been slumped with work rawr + idk i didnt do my research im so sorry this was quick bc i still hav hw lskdfjsldjk

“Swswswswsws...” You hiss continuously as you point your flashlight into the darkness of the forestry ahead, turning your head to your neighbor after. “Ji, what’s your pet’s name again? It might respond if we called it by its name, you know. It’s been five minutes since we’ve been looking for it.”  

“P-Pet? I don’t—”Jisung briefly stops walking and squints his eyes at you, accidentally pointing his own phone’s flashlight to your face when you turn around to face him at immediately noticing his pause. You hold your free hand up to your face in instinctive response to his accidental action, wincing in pain of the bright light to which Jisung guiltily heaves a sigh at. That was close! “A-Ah, I mean!—L-Lee Know! His...yeah, the cat’s name is Lee Know!”      

You furrow your eyebrows and bring your hand down once Jisung apologizes and points his flashlight elsewhere, a confused frown settling on your lips. “Lee Know? You named him?” 

“Y-Yeah?” He raises his own eyebrows curiously, jogging up the remaining distance to you when you beckon for him to continue walking deeper into the forest with you. It’s time like these when the eco-friendly agenda our village has going on is such a hassle, Jisung groans internally to himself, Minho could be anywhere in this forest...that idiot. “Why’d you ask?” 

You shrug, flinching when a distant rustling faintly goes through your ears. When you point your flashlight towards its direction, however, you only see, much to your disappointment, a raccoon scurrying away. “It’s just—and don’t get offended!—Lee Know sounds a bit of a choice for a cat’s name.” You explain sheepishly, looking away in case he does get offended. “I actually thought Minho named him...given his generally weird tendencies. Maybe he got tired of naming pets cutely like Soonie, Doongie, and Dori or something so I thought, you know...”

Jisung snickers under his breath as you explain, frantically shaking his head and waving his hands when you surprisingly hear and ask him about it. Tell that to him when you see him, he so badly wants to tell you but he opts to quietly continue looking for his roommate instead, mirroring you and pointing his flashlight towards every inch of the path. 

“It’s that ridiculous, huh?” He jokes, to which your eyes widen at. When he peers over your shoulder and notices this, he immediately lets out a hearty laugh. “Don’t worry, it’s cool. I think it’s ridiculous for a cat too.” 

Your shoulders unintentionally relax at this and you muster up a laugh as well. “It sounds like a stage name.” 

“It’s swag, apparently.” 

After five more minutes of walking (and not much progress in finding clues as to where the cat went but misleading footprints of foxes and more raccoons), you stop right under the warning sign your village’s Homeowners Association, placed right before the forest’s restricted area. “Nothing.” You turn around on your surroundings twice before concluding against the stillness of the night and the distant cricketing, facing Jisung again with a disappointed expression. “We can’t go beyond the subdivision limits, Ji. I’m so sorry.” 

Jisung glances between you and the angry ‘No Trespassing’ sign in thought, biting his lip down as he ponders on what to do next. It’s either he risks having you see more than one supernatural creature tonight and drag you with him past village limits or he pretends to go back to the village with you then run all the way back to the other side of the forest and continue looking for his escaped roommate. Then why did I ask Y/N to help me look for Minho in the first place? Jisung asks himself as he scratches his head in the hopes that his last functioning braincell could make a quick decision. 

“Ji?” You elbow him gently when he takes too long to think. Only then does he notice that you’ve already taken a step back from the village limits, body twisted and facing the path back. “Let’s go back, maybe it’s better looking for Lee Know in the morning.” 

“A-Ah, but—” Jisung raises his free hand, as if reaching out to you and tugging you back. Before he could finish his thought, however, he sees a brilliant white light reflect back in your eyes and when he turns around, his eyes widen at colorful lanterns approaching from the trees. “Oh, shit...” 

“What the fuck is that?” You ask in a whisper, instinctively going back to Jisung’s side in fear. When the lanterns draw nearer, you start making out figures of raccoons, foxes, rabbits, and cats dancing on their hind legs. “What the hell?” 

Jisung slaps a hand up to his forehead and purses his lips, gritting his teeth hardly in frustration. Too late, he thinks to himself as he turns to you, eyes wide and mouth agape in bewilderment. “Y/N, listen to me—” 

But again, he’s cut off by a certain orange and white cat catching your attention, waving at you with its paws. “Hi, Y/N!” Minho waves at you casually in his cat form, his smile peeking out of the rainbow towel on his head. “We’re doing a conga line around the forest if you want to join!” 

“I...” You freeze, leaning back in confusion. “T-That’s...Lee Know?” 

“Um...” Jisung turns to you, meeting your unreadable expression. You look simultaneously shocked, horrified, and curious but with a small smile threatening to slip into your features. “I can explain!” 

“He sounds like—” 

“My roommate, Minho. Yeah, um...” Jisung scratches the nape of his neck again, instinctively stepping in front of your view to block the sight of dancing forest animals. “Listen, it’s not what it looks like! Minho, he’s...” 

“Jisung—I mean, wilder things have happened in college—” 

“Yeah but—” Jisung stops halfway, staring back at you as if you’ve grown a second head. “You’re not—you’re not freaked out?” 

“So you are admitting that your roommate is half-cat?” 

“He’s a bakeneko...” 

“Bakeneko, sure, okay.” You repeat, rolling your eyes. “As I was saying, you dragged me out here at 2 AM to look for ‘your cat,’ knowing there’s a slight risk of me finding out who the cat actually is, then you react like this when it does happen? I’m surprised, of course, but you really should’ve thought about that.” 

A part of Jisung heaves a sigh of relief but another part of him panics even further which is only amplified with the music growing louder behind him as more animals pass by. “Yeah, well, I did thought about that but I really needed help looking for Minho because he left without a note and I didn’t expect that he’d be out here partying tonight!” 

This time, it’s you slapping a hand to your face. “Jesus Christ, and here I thought you guys were at least sharing one braincell.” You sigh, to which Jisung immediately protests at. You ignore, him, however, and gesture for the growing line of dancing animals. “So, should we stop him? But, then, it looks like it’s enjoying itself! “But it looks like it’s enjoying itself!—I mean, Minho! Minho looks like he’s enjoying himself.” 

Jisung opens his mouth to speak but, for the second time tonight, he’s accidentally cut off again by Minho, this time by said roommate suddenly materializing on his shoulders. “Are here to pick me up?” Minho asks him, the way his normal human voice comes out of his cat form momentarily surprising you from the corner of his eyes and catching his attention. “Oh, hi, Y/N! Sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see me like this! Ya, Han Jisung, why did you bring Y/N along?” 

“Because you just left the house without telling me where you’re going, dumbass! How would I know if you weren’t suddenly kidnapped or something!” Jisung complains in response, flicking Minho’s forehead. “And get off my shoulder, fatass, you’re so heavy. Have you been eating spirits food again?” 

You clear your throat awkwardly, waving at the two boys before they could engage in a full-on argument. “Yeah, I’m still here, guys?” 

Minho and Jisung glance back at you then to each other, as if in contemplation. You raise an eyebrow nervously at this. 

“Hyung, is it okay that Y/N saw you?” Jisung asks Minho in a hushed whisper. 

“Do I really look fat tonight?” Minho frowns, to which Jisung groans at. 

“Dude, come on, I’m asking you a matter of your security and you ask me if you’re looking fat.” 

“Because Y/N saw me!” 

Jisung sighs. “Fine, then, yes you do...you look like a really really fat cat tonight.” He answers reluctantly, to which Minho pouts even deeper at. “It must be those brownies that other cat, Felix, is always baking at these parties.” 

Minho then immediately hops off of Jisung, walking over to you and encircling your ankles once. “Alright, then, I guess, Y/N, you should see me like this on another time, when I’m looking cuter! You’ll have to forget everything you saw tonight, okay? I can’t have my crush seeing me as a fat cat!” 

“W-What?” You try stepping away from Minho’s circling movements but before you could even get a foot out, you already start feeling lightheaded until your vision’s fully clouded in nothing but white. 

“See you tomorrow, Y/N!” Minho’s voice echoes in your ears before you. 

- 

Jisung is waiting for you by the fences separating your houses the next day, a seemingly rehearsed smile on his face. From what you can hazily remember of last night (which is oddly few, you’ve noticed), you last saw him banging his head against the pillars of his host family’s front porch at dinner time because the Internet connection at his place won’t let him pass his homework. 

“Good morning, Ji?” You greet him as you water the plants in your front garden, unintentionally coming off as questioning. “You look...happy. Did you get to pass that homework of yours?” 

The boy nods happily as he organizes the recyclables he’s supposed to take out. “Yep, passed it on time.” 

You nod, opening your mouth to speak only to be interrupted by an orange and white cat emerging from your garden’s potted sunflowers. “Oh, hi!” You greet the cat, instinctively crouching down to scratch its ears to which he purrs positively to. You don’t catch it but Jisung heaves a sigh of relief when you don’t seem to recognize Minho or have any recollection of last night. “And who are you supposed to be, hm? You’re so adorable!” 

From the corner of your eyes, Jisung frowns at Minho before shaking his head and answering you, “O-Oh, that’s—Lee Know, the new house cat! My host family brought him in just—just last night.” 

“Just last night?” You ask, briefly looking up at Jisung and catching his frown turning into a sheepish smile. You try catching his reaction to your question but the cat brings a paw up to your hand and regains your attention again. “Didn’t they come home at like 4 PM yesterday, though? I even greeted Mr. and Mrs. Lee and I don’t remember seeing them with this cat.”     

Shit, Jisung curses himself, glaring at Minho again who only sticks his tongue out discreetly at him, I was doing so well! “W-Well, Mr. Lee went out at around 9 PM, I think, when you were already inside, then he came back with the cat. It’s a stray, basically.” 

You nod at this, smiling at the cat again. “Aren’t you too cute to be a stray cat, though?” You coo, making Minho smile and nuzzle his whiskers more into your hands. “And you remind me a lot of Ji’s roommate, Minho, too. Have you met him? He’s a bit of a weirdo but he’s...cute too, I guess.” 

Minho so badly wants to open his mouth and protest halfway when you called him a weirdo but he puts up the facade anyway and goes around you once again. He’ll have to bring it up to you next time, when he’s human. 

“Look, Ji, he likes me!” You point out excitedly to which Jisung only musters up a small smile. You then pet the cat’s head once more before standing up to continue watering your plants. “Speaking of, Minho’s okay with this? And Soonie, Doongie, Dori?” 

“Yep.” Jisung reluctantly nods, kicking Minho gently with his foot when he comes back to his side of the fence. “Very much so.” 

on a night much like tonight (drabble game) 

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