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soliavenne · 3 years

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How do you think Gaara would celebrate his SO's (or Shinki's) birthday? I feel like he might not be able to take a day off but he would try to come home early. Maybe his SO cooks something nice or they go out with Kankuro (and Baki?) to eat barbecue (since they all like that) or something else if the birthday child has a different food in mind. Later they go home and just have a nice evening as a family: maybe they watch a movie or play games? Maybe they bought or made a (not so sweet) cake? ◇

How would Gaara celebrate his S/O's birthday?

-Genre: Fluff

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-Format: Bulleted headcanons

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Truth be told he's not that well-versed with birthday celebrations.

The thought of it is rather passively processed in his mind as he himself didn't experience much joy out of his own special day. It's not something he looks forward for himself at first, but as time passed by and he saw how much happiness it could bring not only to the celebrant themselves but to the other people who are celebrating it with them, he did begin to genuinely appreciate it.

It wasn't long until the mini calendar in Gaara's journal had scribbles of whose birthday is when, when to buy the gift, or what type of gift he has in mind.

He's still not that motivated to pursue his own celebration on his birthday though, but there's an obvious excitement (rather mellowed down to others, but it's the very best you could get when it comes to Gaara) when it's about your birthday, or Shinki's birthday.

The moment your birthday month settles in, he's already thinking about your special day. Cut to three to two weeks before it... Gaara would already ask you the same question he usually pops as you two are cuddling on the bed at midnight.

"My love, how would you like to celebrate your upcoming birthday?"

Gaara is not much of an event planner, so coming up with a surprise itinerary is something he would hope he could do... but just couldn't. He would prefer to celebrate your special day how you want it, not how he thinks you want it.

Most of your birthday parties would involve eating out with Kankuro and Baki on their treat. A private eat-all-you-can trip to the usual barbeque house had always been your birthday gift from your brother-in-law. The endless supply of booze is on Baki on the other hand. Shinki, Yodo and Araya volunteers to do the cooking.

Gaara will be the one who picks you up from home as he leaves from work. There's probably a quick, giggly shower together for the two of you, and a chased, playful steamy makeout session prior to drying off.

He's always in awe whenever you do a little sway as you show him your chosen outfit. Doesn't matter what type of clothing you have put on, it's always the giggly smile that you do that he finds himself starstruck upon.

If there are times where the family is just in the mood for some warm, homecooked meals, Kankuro is usually the one who arrives the earliest to help you out. He'd take home some pre-marinaded meat and grill it himself. Araya, Yodo and Shinki will follow with the birthday cakes.

Shinki will be helping out his uncle and with Araya and Yodo assisting you on the other side. After the tables have been set, Gaara arrives alongside Baki, who arrives as well with the drinks, as usual.

There would be at least two birthday cakes, one being your favorite, and the other one for the father-and-son who's not that keen on confectioneries.

If Gaara's schedule is in favor of him, he would propose it himself that the two of you bake your birthday cake together. He says it's another present, but he's gotta admit that it feels like a present for himself too with how much he enjoys it. By the time Shinki arrives home and sees the two of you in the kitchen in match-colored aprons, he'd awkwardly tiptoe towards his room to give the two of you some privacy. His attempt would disintegrate once Gaara calls him and shows him that he bought an apron for him too.

In terms of gifts, he would try to observe if there's anything you have been invested in lately, whether a new hobby, a new series or book, a new favorite food, or any of the like. He might not be confident to pull out an entire birthday surprise celebration for you, but you'd know by how he chooses his gifts that he's trying his best to at least have his little shot at surprising you.

Gaara's choices in birthday gifts are always in a set. There would always be a handwritten letter, a flower, a handmade craft if the weeks had been kinder to his schedule, and the gift that he knew you would really like based on his observation. His choices in giftwrapping are always in gorgeous yet minimalistic elegant, boxes. The appeal of these gifts in terms of cheesy romantic notes are not that prevalent; no unnecessary hearts, no flashy colors. It would have more of an earthy, homey, comfortable kind of romance upon it. Neutral, textured papers with a pressed flower on top and a twine string that ties the embellisments together in a much more cohesive look.

He's not much for expensive gifts if he's the one on the receiving end of the line as he prefers to be low maintence, but when it comes to you, he always finds himself wanting to spoil you. He tries his best not to go over the top because he doesn't want to overwhelm you, so his choices of gifts are always rather practical or something you would need or enjoy... but there would be times where he might not be able to help himself. One of those rare, expensive gifts is when he gave you a limited edition jewelry set of Kirigakure's rarest of pearls that he bought during a diplomatic trip to the Land of Water.

To be honest, he was very nervous in terms of how he would give it to you. He usually gives his present during dinner, alongside the entire family in giving you their birthday presents as well. But this one gift had him tapping his thumbs against his lap as he tried to debate when was the right to give it.

"I should just give it to Y/N privately in our bedroom."

There was a lot of pauses as he tried to tell you that he didn't forget to buy you a gift, and by now you have caught up to the fact that there was something out of the usual. When he finally sits on the bed in front of you and places a velvet-wrapped box on top of the mattress, ushering it closer towards you with a tender smile on his face, you'd realize by then that this was a different kind of gift.

He'd mumble a soft apology and a nervous chuckle, but the tender grip of his hand upon yours tattletales that this was a gift he genuinely felt that you deserve, and he would not tire from telling you that again and again. The utmost, loving tenderness in his eyes as he pulls back from helping you put the jewelry on would simply just be out of this world.

"Happy birthday, my love..."

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AAAAAA ◇ I hope you liked this!! I'm so sorry it's been so long. 🥺🥺🥺 You have mentioned before that your birthday is a few days before Gaara's, so I hope I hit the mark early than late!! Hopefully at the perfect day if I'm lucky haha. I really had fun writing this one for you, ◇! ☺☺❤ You can let me know privately when's your birthday so I could greet you properly! :) For the meantime...

Happy, happy birthday ◇!! 😄☺❤

Lots of love! Take care, always! 😊

#gaara of the sand #suna no gaara #gaara #sabaku no gaara #◇

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sledgefuweek · 3 years

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Final Week!

So yesterday marked exactly one week until Sledgefu Week kicks off! It’s always exciting when it gets to this point in the run-up to the week: I start wondering how you’re all gonna interpret the prompts, and what cool works of art I’m gonna get to enjoy during it :~) I hope you’re all having fun with the prep! And for those of you pushed for time, take it easy, don’t stress, you’ve got this! I’m right alongside you haha.

I thought I’d check in and reiterate some of the guidelines for the week, just in case we have some new faces or the details have gotten hazy in the last year. Please make sure you take a look at these, but of course if we’ve missed anything or haven’t been super clear, our inbox is always open -- both the one on this blog, and mine and Jane’s personal inboxes too!

- First off, please clearly tag your NSFW, any triggers that might be present in your work, and if possible what prompt your piece is for. That last one is normally pretty self evident, but it’s definitely helpful for us!

- For submissions on Tumblr, we’d really appreciate you tagging the blog in your post somewhere like this: @sledgefuweek. Those of you who participated last year might remember that Tumblr’s tagging system no longer works like it used to, and this is by far the best way to make sure we don’t lose a post!

- If you want to submit something directly to the blog you can do so right here. Please include title/word count/rating/handle and your formatting beforehand. If you’re a writer and use AO3 we also have a collection that you can add your fic to. In case you’ve not done that before, here is an explanation on how to do that. You don’t have to use AO3 to submit writing! This is just for those who do.

- Please no early submitting: submit the piece of work corresponding to the prompt of the day. So on day one, please only post your ‘Sickfic’ prompt fill. If you do muddle the days and submit early, it’s no problem at all: we tend to draft a post so that we reblog it here on the right day. Your work will still get picked up and reblogged by us.

- If you submit late on the day we’ll draft your post and reblog at the end. This is in no way a penalty! We just really want to make sure each day is clearly dedicated to one prompt! We’re also going to allow late submissions up until the end of August, so if you don’t make something in time for the week, you can still tag us until then and we will reblog.

- Please have a look at our timezone post to see how we’re delineating days this year, just to know when your own cut-off point for submissions is. It’s our first year trying out something like this, so hopefully it’ll all go nice and smoothly -- but we are only a couple people! If you have any feedback it’s always welcome :~)

- And finally, make sure you’re kind and respectful to everyone participating! Check out this doc on writing trans characters/characters of colour mindfully. Like posts, reblog posts, leave comments, let people know what you liked about their work! Let’s make this Sledgefu Week even better than last year :~~~) And as always, feel free to message us with any questions or concerns you might have.

Good luck with the last week of prep!

#sledgefu week #mod talk #info #sledgefu

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pebblysand · 3 years

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[may '21] - the life update no one asked for (and some quick links)

Hello team! How are you? What a month it has been! But: we have had some proper sun, the days are getting longer, I have gin&tonic with me to give me fuel to write this and it is now the 30th of april - yay! I know I'm bending the rules of these monthly posts a bit there, by writing the may post by anticipation but I really want to focus on 'proper' writing this weekend, so I hope that you will forgive me :).

But, first, some quick links to different blog pages you might not see on mobile :

to read my fics [links to the hinny ficfest fics: one ; two ; three]

to read my original work

fic recs [new additions]

proper blog/site [that I never update but maybe one day I’ll bother]

[NOTE: i am currently accepting prompts for short ficlets on the hp fandom if you fancy. my ask box is open :).]

Everything else, under the cut (contains: ETAs for current WIPs - say, if you’re waiting for chapter 8 of castles, for instance... -, reading lists, and life update)

Currently, I’m writing:

**Castles [HP - post-war canon]**

links extended a/n-s: chapter v ; chapter vi

This is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT the priority for the coming days. We are having a bank holiday here in Ireland on Monday and the main objective now is to get the first draft of next chapter done. I have the outlines (both general and particular) and have - maybe - around 15% of the actual chapter done. Due to external factors (more on that below), I've had quite a hard time finding the time and energy to actually focus on this over the past few weeks which is why I kind of booked out this weekend to Get Shit Done. Hopefully, it works. ETA for next chapter: 30th May.

**R O A R series**

Harry&Hermione one-shot [ETA: July probably]

An original horror/thriller story [ETA: this is the next thing (after castles chap 8 on the agenda. Considering the ETA for chapter 8 of castles, we're probably looking at beginning of June for this.]

Something to fill this silk prompt [ETA: TBD]

That Peaky Blinders fic I started and never finished [ETA: TBD]

** Hinny Ficfest **

I am very happy to announce that I'll have not one but two short stories coming out for the upcoming hinny ficfest. I obviously can't talk about them too much on here but here's what I can tell you.

- the first one will be called: [like fire in the rain] and answers to prompt 78 - "truth or dare". It's a short three sentence story (a format I used to enjoy but haven't done on tumblr in aaaaages) that's a bit angsty (you know me) and is set within the 'sunlit days' in year 6.

- the second one, I'm not too sure of the title yet, but right now I'm thinking of a line from a song by passenger called 'holes': [she said the wolf's just a puppy and the door's double-locked (so what'd you gotta worry me for?)]. this is (loosely) inspired by prompt 27 (Molly finding out about Ginny/Harry) the summer after the war, but has kind of grown into a what-if-castles-wasn't-my-headcanon kind of fic. It's currently just shy of 3,000 words. I'm considering posting it on AO3/FF as well by the time it comes out on here but I'm not sure. We'll see.

They're both fully written but need a bit of polish but will definitely be ready by the 10th :).

Currently, I’m reading:

Calypso by David Sedaris: I've finished this! It was absolutely lovely - would highly recommend if you're looking for a nice, non-fiction read. I'd probably give it four stars. Not magnificent but definitely worth a read.

I’ve started re-reading the Divergent series because I have the attention span of a five year old atm. -- Update: yeah, still there. I don't think I've picked this up recently.

I've also started Watch Her Fall by Erin Kelly. I really loved her thriller He Said/She Said so thought I'd give it a try. For now, it's fine but I've found it sort of hard to get into it if I'm honest.

I’m still labouring through Troubled Blood, the JKR/RobertGalbraith book (ugh), but I have made significant progress on this. I'm on page 789 so almost at the end. I cannot wait to be finished with it. On top of everything else, it's just way too long. And, that's coming from someone whose favourite HP book is OOTP.

In other news:

I have to say, this month's been a bit of a struggle. Not in terms of mental health but just a lot of things happening at once. I had my exams at the start of the month, obviously, then I went home to France. Then, Ireland decided to introduce mandatory hotel quarantine so I had to change my tickets, come back early to avoid it. Then, the day before I left, my mother had a stroke. I just - I don't want to dwell on this too much. It's over, now, she's fine, has (from what the MRI showed) very little damage to her brain. She's at home and living her best life. Frankly, she's a bit of a miracle. This being said, I can't explain to you the stress and anxiety and heartache of last few weeks, and of not knowing what to do. Of not being able to fly home, having to be in Ireland because I was starting a new job and couldn't afford the hotel quarantine; it was just a lot. I think I didn't even have words to put on it at the time, which is why I didn't write about it before. It's easier now, now that it's over. In the thick of it, I didn't know where to start.

Now, I also didn't want to mention this because I don't mean it as a sob story. I just feel like I should explain why I haven't been the best at putting content out, lately. For that first week after it happened, when we were waiting for the medical exams to come through, I had to start a new job, pretend to be 'happy to be here' and 'excited' like everything was fine and that alone kind of sucked all the energy out of me. I was texting her every half hour at the same time, anxiously waiting for a reply. She lives alone, you see, and she's the only family I have left. I feel bad about not being able to write, but it's been hard. I just couldn't focus. On top of that, while the new job is interesting (and it pays money, yaaaay!), it's just a new routine to get back into, so I've also been feeling very tired.

Additionally, the extrovert in me has been begging to see more of her mates, lately. The weather has been really nice and I'm so eager to go out that I have struggled to keep my resolutions of 'no, I'm staying in and writing tonight.' I used to get plenty of social interactions at work, back in the day, but now that I'm fully remote, all I want to do on my days off is see people (especially with the easing of restrictions in Ireland). I feel like overall, it's fair, though. Introverts have struggled in our society for years, now, it's fair that we, extroverts, during the pandemic, bear more of the burden. It's just that this sudden return of my social life has also not truly catered to much writing time, haha. Hopefully, May will be more stable.

I am feeling better, now. Mum is doing good, the results of her MRI were very positive and the only real thing that's changed is that she says she's 'exhausted' which I guess can be expected after a stroke, haha. She's a warrior and I love her. This week, I've been feeling finally more able to focus and with the bank holiday, I really hope to get some proper writing done. I just need to escape in the magic of HP again, haha.

Anyways, sorry for this rather grim update. I suppose I also want to be honest and say that it's not always rainbows and butterflies. Here's to May, though. Hopefully, it'll treat us better :).

#writing #life update

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icharchivist · 3 years

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hello icha!! i finally got around to finishing the stranger haha,, by which i mean i just watched it today. was veryyyy excited for it as i really like the poster design for this one. anyways. this event starting w/ the sort of portrait format or whatever / that narration is like. god. threw me right back to autumn troupe. I kind of love that the storytelling format itself is so distinct for autumn! the moment I realized it was omi I started getting teary… like oh man oh man… omi…. And the connection with him taking photos! ahh!! now that I think about it… omi kind of seems a bit like early version tsumugi, huh? also I keep forgetting this man is a college student lol. suspension of disbelief I suppose. onto the play i think like. mankai should invest in a fainting courch for tsuzuru. i also went to watch the play and 1) im betting yuki had a hell of a time costume design wise like the vines on the body? such fun costuming wise and 2) the ethical implications of whatever this play has,,, fun fun. tsuzuru was clearly having some kind of thoughts. i love zeros design and am always up for a3 characters crossdressing bc 1) i think its fun and 2) the costume design. i also dearly wish this whole thing was animated bc I feel like it’d be o fun to see taichi act as zero. or at least I hope this event gets full voiced one day... moving on to the scene where omi adds soy sauce to the paella I know it’s just like haha homare funny so lets five him a lil bit but like everyone in autumn troupe making their comments on the paella and like homare just jumping in. homare autumn troupe besties. just thinking. also the way they just r like. no no no omi it’s fine if u made a mistake!! it’s ok! we like it (you) anyways <3 it’s got it’s own special taste. something something omi’s perfectly pleasant as he is now but even if he weren’t on his a-game and was dealing with all of the biker gang stuff they would love him just as hard. another thing that got me was omi telling banri that he’ll give him something sweet so juza will stop grinding his teeth in his sleep… guys… guys you’ll give him cavities…. mb omi is a college student after all lol.

anyways when i saw the actual costumes. appreciative of them, i like the lil circuit-esque detailing on banri’s outfit, and that sakyo and taichi (nine and zero) both share that like collar detail? its very symbolic and probably also literal but its a nice way to sort of signify their relation to each other visually! also sakyo just looks nice. seeing him without glasses is so great. whoever thought up the like two mole detail for him was doing gods work.

something that confused me was ryo mistaking juza for nachi for a split second? like. does juza… look similar to nachi? or was it just that ryo only heard juzas voice and made that mistake. if it’s appearance wise too. kumon nachi confirmed. I’m joking lol bc I feel like I would’ve heard at least something abt it in one of the like small conversation comments, plus that doesnt seem like itd fit summer troupes style and kumon is for sure the wrong age… but still.

i really like how for this event, the roles for taichi and omi were kinda reversed. and taichis just so like. idk. smiley. rly lifts ur spirits. its kind of nice how this event contrasts to that cg where taichi is crying on omi. I also think like. idk. considering the story of the stranger. wolf gives zero a sense of purpose and life and I think that zero helps wolf lose his apathy. it’s about “the stranger” and the ending makes him like… not a stranger, right? because he’s got a companion. in the same way, taichi brings omi out of his emotional isolation. the picture taking! also the stickers coming back… thats such a good setup! the found family of it all!!

when he was trying to work out zeros character as soon as taichi mentioned a sharp speaking style I KNEW it was Yuki… yuki would never be as honest as zero is though lol… to me i imagine she’s got a sort of juza internal monologue feel? anyways. the taichi yuki dynamic intrigues me. havent yet decided how I feel abt it but when I do… yes. sorry that I make literally no sense. I think it’s very obvious that yuki is my fav chara kind of? I’m just. hmmm it makes me think! I’ve been monologuing to myself abt the yuki and juza dynamic lately which, to my a3 knowledge so far, doesn’t exist, but its ok bc I’ll make it exist! uhhh anyways this event was very good i liked the pacing. i think it didnt drag too hard and it really properly honed in on just omi and taichi, which was quite nice. they really did a lot for just an event!

time to listen to the event song,,, ok so. ah. i rly enjoyed just for myself it was very much to my taste so. out of curiousity i was like ok lemme look up the composer / producer AND IT WAS YUYOYUPPE....... that guy is like!!!! one of my FAV producers ever!!!!!! i know him from like. his vocaloid days and god leia is still one of my fav songs to this day...! this knowledge gives me so much joy omg!!! like wow!! wowwww!!! like i knew yuyoyuppe was out there doing other stuff (i know he worked on a lot of babymetal music which is cool) but like idk. to suddenly encounter it like this. heheh.... its so nice! made me soooo happy. going to relisten to leia now haha

WAIT ONE MORE THING. i was like "haha let me look at other songs i remember liking a lot" which. for me was rakuen oasis and don't cry. anyways. rakuen oasis is ALSO by yuyoyuppe???? oh my god!!! oh my god... sigh. feel like im in heaven.

OH HI FRIEND!! so good to see you with an a3 update!! :D

godd yeah The Stranger started so strongly and the idea to still incorporate portraits in his story was really something to make us cry!

And linking Omi and Tsumugi like this is pretty interesting :O <hat is your reasoning exactly? :O

For the fainting couch for Tsuzuru LMAO and i'm letting you know there's a webcomics that addresses it in Act 2 (hough there's no spoilers aside from the fact Chikage is here)

Im glad you liked the costume and the play!!! yeah i love the designs and it is always a blast to see them this into it, and yeaaah Tsuzuru has thoughts huh. It'll get voiced sooner than later hopefully and there we'll see more in details :3c but also that's what made the seiyuu live so fun bc they perform the songs in play cosplay and replay a bit of the play everytime and it's *chief kiss*

HOMARE AUTUMN TROUPE SOLIDARITY YES. LOVING IT.

And yeah the scene itself was so cute TwT they all want to reassure Omi and be there for him it's so sweet :( but yeah i love how you say it all, Omiimi TwT

and dLKFJDFLKJFDFD Giving Juza cavities is the price to pay for sleep i guess??

yeah agreed on the costume they all look so cool! and nice catch on how those three seem linked like that with their costumes, Yuki (and the designers) does such a good job! and god yeah for Sakyo.. yeah. He has sucha good design dLKJFDF

aND DLKFJD yeah no Juza is supposed to look like Nachi physically, but mostly his face? like i think Nachi was had green hair? we see a sprite of him in a future story, and yeah, everything is in the eyebrows. so Kumon should be safe? Omi mentions he sees a lot of Nachi in Juza, and while it is mostly due to their passions i think, the fact they're also rough looking guy with a heart of gold must play a part as well. but yeah, he does look like Nachi a bit.

and i love your deeper analysis of the event yeah!!

I feel like Taichi is really an emotional core of the troupe in the sense that is, he tends to catch on what others are feelings easily. And he uses it in the early chapters to ease off the tensions and stuff, but he was being held back by knowing he was deceiving them. So now that he's more free, he can be more of himself. but yeah i also love the contrast with how Omi was the one to help Taichi through his breakdown and guilt, and now it's the other way around, it's Taichi helping him through it. and the parallelism between the play and their dynamic is spot on imo! well said!!

and god yeah the sticker things made me cry sO HARD, and the pictures! and everything!! sobs it's such a sweet found family i'm going to cry :(

And! i love what you say about Yuki, Taichi and Juza on this one. I love that Taichi keeps bringing it back to "that childhood friend" and it's always like. so obvious who it is for us rip. But it can make you wonder if Yuki was more honest as a kiddo when Taichi knew him, though now he's clearly not. I love the mention of how Zero is more like Juza's internal speech (which, if anything is another argument about why you should let Juza wear a dress, cOWARD)

but also your mention of the Yuki and Juza thing, while i can't think of them having a dynamic per se yet, but i actually wrote a post during my reread about how i was baffled at the fact they treated Muku the same way?? like both of them tried to push Muku away because they were scared of how people would react if they say pure, sweet Muku was associated to them. And i find it fascinating because i guess those two are pretty aware of how the world see them, and it used to stop them from fully allowing them to be themselves.

I also find it relevant with the fact Yuki says in his personal song that while all of this way people judge him weight on him, he rather be himself, and "I want to love myself". Meanwhile we have Juza who's also aware of the way people judge him and it weight on him, and he wants to change himself from this person he hates, this self loathing - and in a way, he can grow in a way to be "someone" he may not hate, even on stage. I feel like those two have quite a bit in common in this way of being rejected by their peers in some sort of way.

I really want them to share some stuff at some point because there's really a groundwork on it all :(

But i'm really glad you liked that event!! agreed on the pacing and i do love what it brings to the characters! it really fleshes them out and have them move forward a little and it's pretty sweet.

AND OMG THAT'S SO COOL FOR THE SONG!! i'm so glad you liked it, but that's incredible it turned out to be from one of your fav producer!!! ahah sometimes life is like that where you end up finding the stuff you loved back into new stuff! and the fact Rakuen Oasis was from him as well... that's so cool!!! just, so so cool!

im pretty sure he has more songs going forward so i hope you'll enjoy the ride even more!!

thank you once again for sharing your thoughts about a3 :3c it always makes me so happy to see them!!!

Thank youu <3 have a good day :3c

#ichareply #ichafantalks a3 #sonnets of beauty #long post for ts

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fe-semi-decent-scenarios · 4 years

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Oh my gosh I love your Ashe x reader! So wholesome 💝 could I get a one-shot of Ashe and the reader where the reader asks him to have tea time with her, and she puts so much effort into the tea and snacks in order to confess to him?

[Hello! sorry that this request took some time. I’ve recently gotten into watching ‘The Great British Baking Show,’ and now I find myself learning how to make tarts vs. doing anything productive lol. On the bright side I learned how to make a gnash icing! I did my best with this one, and it’s a bit lengthy to make up for the wait. I wrote it from s/o’s p.o.v because somehow that just happened(I normally don’t opt. for first person). It’s not my best work, but I hope you like it!]

Ashe Ubert x Reader: {Tea over Troubles}

Premise: Much has happened in the short time you’ve spent at the monastery. One thing in-particular being a snag in your heart for a certain freckle faced sweetheart. Being the tongue-tied romantic you are, can some evening snacks smooth over an otherwise awkward confession?

“I’ll take one bag of mint brew please,” I said while reaching into my pocket. It was rather early in the morning, so the market was only just opening. Not too often do I show up around here before noon because of classes, but today is an exception. At my voice the shopkeeper tipped his hat at me in a greeting, before sifting through his wares.

“Sure thing. That’ll be 300 gold,” He said and pulled out a small sack. I took it gratefully and handed him the desired amount. It’s a bit pricier than what I usually go for, but on special occasions money is not something to mull over. In the distance the monastery clock chimed to signal the start of class, and I hurriedly shoved the sack into my bag.

“Thank you! I’ll be around next week for my order of Almyran pine,” I toss him a wave before leaving, and in turn the man does the same. Though next week I hopefully won’t have to visit at such an ungodly hour.

By the time I arrive class had already started. Professor Byleth stood stark in front of the chalk board, and it appeared that they were in the middle of a lesson on trajectory for the long-range fighters in our group. While their back was turned, I took the opportunity to slowly creep into the room. The door creaked just a smidge, drawing a few of my peers' attention. Felix glares my way but that’s no shock. What better thing could he do with his time then judge me? Luckily, I sit second from the back next to Sylvain. Reaching it undetected goes well enough. Though said tablemate is a chatterbox who’s laugh cost all my stealth points.

“You’re late (Y/N), this is unlike you,” The professor said. Sylvain’s snorty laugh drew their attention. It seemed that as I tried to calm my seatmate down, they maneuvered to stand in front of our table. Not the best situation to be caught in.

“I’m so sorry professor. I couldn’t find my books this morning,” I lied. Not an obvious one, but my tense posture might be a giveaway. If it was, they didn’t seem to care.

“I see, just try not to let it happen again,” They said and left me no room to reply before returning to the board. As if a puppeteer let go of my string my posture slumped, and from my side came a nudge. I ignore it only for Sylvain to wrap one of his arms over my shoulder. Across the room Ingrid lets out an irritated sigh; at least with me he won’t leave a mess for her to clean up. That poor girl.

“So…where were you really,” He pressed his face closer to my own, and from the corner of my eye I could see that cocky smirk of his.

“In my room?” I said, playing dumb.

“Do you expect me to believe that?” He said, but then his eyes widened a fraction “don’t tell me you were seeing someone? Now this is good,” his tone dropped an octave at the end. Utter mortification overtook my features, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes in disgust. All that did for him was solidify his theory.

“Could you get your mind out of the gutter?!” I snapped, but then remembered where we were “Honestly, Sylvain. Nock it off,” I whisper while pulling away entirely. He then shrugs his shoulders and turns back to face the board.

“My mind is exactly where it should- Ow!” His shriek startled me, and despite my own interests I join him in inspecting behind us. As Sylvain rubs the back of his head all I can do is assume someone flicked him. Maybe threw something? Alright then, the pencil on the floor supports the second option.

“Now what was that for?” He asked the two behind us. Ashe looked up from his textbook with one eyebrow quirked. He questioned what Sylvain meant, while at his side Annette clearly had a guilty conscience as she twiddled with the hems of her sleeves. That’s when I had to hold back my own smile. If Ashe knows nothing, then what could he have been reading from an upside-down textbook?

“Focus you two! This is important,” The professor cuts the interaction short, and when Sylvain turns, I can’t help but catch Ashe’s shoulders slump. How cute.

As usual the professor’s malicious lessons wear us all dry. By the end of the day we’re all like savages scouring for fresh game to cook up. Well, not exactly. We just need a few hours of sleep and maybe a glass of water. The only one of us who’s still fully attentive at this hour is Dedue. It’s…a bit unnerving how he can go so long with perfect posture.

“Class is dismissed. Remember that we have a mock battle next week, so be sure to brush up on formation placement for when I’m not there to guide you,” The professor concludes our lesson, and with a wave of the wrist people begin to file out. I wave goodbye to those sitting near me, and instead approach the professor’s pew. They glance up from the papers they’re reading and signal me to speak.

“Excuse me, Professor. Can I have a moment of your time for a personal issue?” I ask, and they place the papers down.

“I assume this has to do with why you were late today,” I nod.

“Alright, go on”

“Well, as you know things have been a bit rough for Ashe since the incident with the western church. I wanted to cheer him up, so I went out this morning to buy his favorite tea. I also wanted to get him something nice to eat…but I don’t know what he might like,” My words come out rushed and a bit uneven. The professor looks at me as if to say, ‘now how does this involve me?’ and I shakily move to tuck any hair stragglers behind my ear. Yeah, that surly couldn’t have made my feelings more obvious. I’m just a mastermind with words, aren’t I?

“You eat meals with him often after training, right? Any ideas?” I elaborate, and for a moment they pause to think.

“Sweet bread. He orders it often as a dessert,” They said, and give me an encouraging pat on the shoulder. With a large grin I snatch up my schoolbag and bid them farewell. The professor may not be the most expressive person, but that doesn’t mean they’re not supportive.

“Thank you, professor!”

After that catastrophe I began to make my way towards the mess hall. If luck is on my side, then the chefs won’t have any issue loaning out the kitchen to me for a few hours later this evening. As I walk the greenhouse comes into view, and perhaps it was a sign. What better way to cheer someone up than with flowers? With that in mind I change my course with a skip in my step and enter the garden in hopes of crafting a small bouquet. Though instead I’m met with a pleasant surprise.

“Ashe, Dedue! Fancy meeting you here,” I approach the duo, who are harvesting out of the vegetable gardens. At my presence Ashe jolts, and nearly drops the basket he was holding. Dedue was quick to respond and steadied him easily.

“O-oh! (Y/N) don’t do that, you nearly scared the wits out of me,” Ashe puts his free arm to his chest with a relieved sigh, and I can’t help but giggle. I nearly forgot he was the easily startled type; my bad.

“Haha I’m sorry guys. I hope that I’m not interrupting, just a few minutes and I’ll be out of your hair,” I said, and bypassed them to peruse the flora section of the garden. It was hard to pick out a distinct aroma, as the mass amount of plants seemed to overtake the room with the scent of wet soil. Someone must have watered recently.

“There is no need to rush. We are only collecting morfis plums for the head chef,” Dedue said, and continued to fill the basket Ashe was carrying.

“Dedue is right. Please, take your time,” Ashe said as well; once the basket was full, he began to carry it to the exit. As he walked, I noticed small patches of dirt littered over his uniform.

“That seems to be enough. Thank you for your help Dedue, I can deliver them from here,” He opened the door, and waved goodbye to the both of us before taking his leave. With every step small bits of dirt fell onto the floor in his wake.

“Then I will take my leave as well. Goodbye (Y/N),” Dedue moved to follow, but hastily I called out to him.

“Dedue hang on one moment!” He halted but did not turn away from the door.

“Yes?”

“I know this is kind of sudden, but do you perhaps know what Ashe’s favorite flower is? I wanted to prepare him a present,” I said a bit softer than before. Just as the professor did, he paused in thought. Then he pointed to the small bed of violets planted in the corner.

“Hm. I do not know, but I am under the belief that he prefers violets,” I couldn’t suppress my urge to hug him, so I did. I gave him a swift side squeeze and ran over to crouch by the blooms. Just a few in a vase would be perfect!

“Dedue you are the best! Just…don’t tell him that I’m doing this? Please?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder to meet his eyes. He remained expressionless as usual, but I could still hear the amusement in his voice.

“There is no benefit in ruining a surprise. I will not speak of it,” He bowed, and then dismissed himself.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then” I cheered, “bye! Thanks again Dedue,”

That evening had been spent productively, and by ‘productively’ I mean ‘making multiple sweet breads till one came edible’. It turns out that baking bread wasn’t as easy as it sounded, and that the chefs really don’t like when you make a calamity of their kitchen. After endless attempts I did manage to make something of…substance? If anything, Ashe will have a good laugh from it. By the end of the night there was flour lodged in places that I honestly didn’t know it could reach. The time from cleaning the kitchen to arriving at my room remains a blur, but the fresh loaf stored on my desk makes it all worth it.

When I manage to clean myself up for class, I arrive to see a bit of a twist on the normal set-up. Where I’d normally find my lover-boy classmate sat Ashe, and next to Anette was the missing flirt in question. They spoke idle chatter while waiting for the professor to arrive, so instead of interrupting I advanced towards my seat. With a newfound morning wind, I pulled out my usual chair.

“Hey, I didn’t hear anything about a new seating arrangement,” I spoke out to no one, but when I sat down Ashe turned towards my way. His hair appeared tamed for once and after catching my gaze he moved to comb it back with his hand. As I’ve said before: too cute.

“Good morning, the professor thought it would be a nice change of pace,” he said, a bit too cheery for this early, “I uhm…hope that it’s no issue?”

“Issue? You mean blessing. Now I can focus without Sylvain chatting my ear off” I leaned against the desk in hopes of getting more comfortable. At my dismissal of the new yet welcome change, he moved to unpack his things. Had he really waited to see if I was in favor of this?

“That’s very true. I’m also glad that we share a table now. I like having you as my partner,” a pause, a recollection, and then panic, “I-I mean for w-work! Partner for work!” His voice became more of a squeak as he moved to correct himself. From behind me Sylvain kicked at my ankles, without a doubt congratulating me on flustering the boy. As Ashe continued to scramble for his dignity, my head began to feel a bit heavy on my palm. Staying up into the morning hours wasn’t one of my brightest ideas, but what’s done is done.

“Say…are you alright? You seem out of it,” Placing the last of his things on his desk, Ashe turned to face me. It’s only normal that he’d ask, given my appearance and his caring nature. With a small smile, I attempted to shoo away his concern.

“Just didn’t sleep well, it’s fine. Would you maybe like to hang out later during free hour? You know, take a break from school for a bit,” Changing the topic was a good move considering how his face lit up. All remise of concern wiped away in favor of his face going flush.

“If it would help you feel better than I would love to,” he eagerly replied, “N-not to say that I would say ‘no’ otherwise. I’ll just be quiet now” Perhaps confessing isn’t as difficult as others make it seem. If he gets excited over simply spending time together, than tonight might cause him to collapse.

After dinner had been over with, I set my sights on assuring that everything was set and ready. The rooms that the monastery provided for its students were small but shouldn’t be too cramped if it’s only two people. Unfortunately, being fancy wasn’t a luxury I could afford, and the plain table I had borrowed from the infirmary made me feel small. After some searching, I decided to use an old shawl as a makeshift tablecloth and placed the vase of violets on the center. After slicing the loaf and plating the bread, I made quick work of seeping the tea. It wasn’t as decorative as what we see in the mess hall, but it’s the thought that counts. With not much time left I swiftly attempted to fix my hair, but a soft knocking cut it short.

“(Y/N)? It’s Ashe,” Ashe spoke from the other side. In a panic I looked for a comb, but alas luck was not on my side.

“Coming!” I moved to open the door, but paused at the last second, “Hey, could you maybe, not face the door when I open it?” I asked, and Ashe’s confusion came through the door just fine despite not being able to see him.

“Uhm, sure? Can I ask why?” His voice came apprehensive.

“Just do it please” I said, and soon came shuffling from the other side of the door. With a quick glance back to assure everything was set, I cracked the door open to make sure he followed directions. Just as expected he faced the other way. His hands locked together behind his back, making his unease apparent. Cautiously I reached to cover his eyes with my hands, and despite jolting in surprise he did not pull away.

“W-what are you doing? (Y/N), is that you?” He moved to place his hands over my own, ushering me to slowly pull him backwards in a rush. Although it was clumsily, he still followed. His hands were clammy against mine, yet my condition was no better. Next to the chill night air my rose-tinted cheeks burned noticeably.

“Yes, yes” I whispered in anticipation and turned him to face the table, “Now open!”

Once he caught sight of the room it was as if he glowed. In all honesty this is possibly the first time I have seen him this happy, which made all the effort worth the prize. One step at a time he approached the table with the cheesiest grin stretching his cheeks. After a moment he reached to delicately pluck a flower from the vase.

“Oh my- what’s all this for?” He asked, lifting the violet to his nose. As he did so I maneuvered my way to serve the tea.

“For you of course” I said, handing him a now filled cup and pulling out one of the seats. He sat down obediently, much to my delight. He placed the flower back in the vase as I took my seat across the table.

“M-me?” He lifted the cup to take a sip, only to pause with it hovering near his face “I love this scent…” As he took in the scenery, I took the liberty of pouring my own cup. One look at his face gave away how touched he was, which meant that my plan was a success. Slowly he lifted the cup to his lips and contently hummed with closed eyes.

“I know you do. I did a bit of detective work in hopes you’d like it,” I said, and nudged the plate of sweetbread closer to him. He reached out to take it hesitantly. Perhaps all this made him uncomfortable? A bit pushy? As he placed the plate in front of him Ashe’s eyes seemed to dart across the room, eyeing at anything and everything not in my general direction.

“I don’t know what to say…” He said, finally looking my way “You’ve gone to all this trouble and I have nothing to give” He once again moved to pick a violet. The sight was…charming to say the least. I could only offer a supportive chuckle in response. What else could you do when laying your heart bare.

“Then don’t say anything,” With one final breath, I placed the now empty cup back on its saucer. His own gaze seemed ignorant of what was going on: unreadable. Perhaps that was a good thing; better to go in blind than already know the outcome.

“Ashe, I care about you. I want you to be happy, and I know this can’t undo all the hardship that you have had to face” Silence. With a shaky sigh I steeled myself for the worst, “But, when I thought of what I could do this is what came up. I’m no deity, but I figured this is something in my power” Good enough. As I spoke my eyes shut to gather some courage, but in the long run it was ineffective. From Ashe came no answer, not even a peep. All I could do was steel myself for rejection…until a warm hand encased my own. I peered my eyes open to see that my grip on the teacup had intensified, and two calloused hands worked to sooth my tense disposition.

“Thank you. I can say from the bottom of my heart that this makes me feel-well, loved...” One hand moved to cup my chin and lead my gaze to meet two puffy green eyes. Had he been crying?

“I’m trying to find the right words but it’s so hard,” his forehead inched to lean against my own. His eyes fluttered shut, and ever small detail from the laugh lines decorating his forehead to the minuscule healing scrap along his cheek became apparent.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is that I care about you, ever so much” he breathed out, and I could feel my own tears begin to streak down my cheeks. With a slight tilt I leaned in to peck his nose, something he wasn’t expecting clearly. His eyes peered to gaze into my own, and before I knew I was smiling.

“In a romantic way?” I asked teasingly, reaching up to hold the hand he settled on my cheek.

“Yes, very much so”

#fe3h ashe #ashe ubert #ashe duran #ashe x reader #ashe ubert x reader #blue lions #fe3h #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fe3h imagines #fe3h scenarios #fe: three houses

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sketchguk · 4 years

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Hi, friends! I can honestly say that I’ve been on Tumblr for about 9 years, but only 7 of those months have been spent on this account. Being a part of this fandom means so much to me, and as cheesy as it may be, I’ve never felt so much love from a community like this. I think that I should spread a little love back to everyone through this festive follow forever post in the spirit of the holidays (there’s also a message for my beautiful followers at the very end, so bear with me). Although I may have not spoken to you all personally, you’ve made my experience here amazing!! Whether it’s seeing you on my dash or in my inbox, you’ve all made me smile one way or another!! I’ll admit right now that I’ve sent so many anonymous messages to you all because I’m really shy, haha. Not to mention, I follow so many amazing content creators, gif/gfx makers and fic writers alike, and I want to make you smile as much as you have made me!! Y’all are so lovely, and I’m not totally sure why anyone chooses to interact with me or to follow me nonetheless. Maybe you’ve read a fic of mine, or none at all, I appreciate you all the same 💕 I know some of you may be in and out of hiatus, but just know that I’m thinking of you!! And if this is the first time you’re coming across my blog, I guess this is a good time to introduce myself. Hi, I’m Teresa. It’s nice to meet you 😄

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rpgmgames · 5 years

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September’s Featured Game: Turovero: The Celestial Tower

DEVELOPER(S): Queenie ENGINE: RPG Maker VX Ace GENRE: RPG, Adventure, Psychological, Dark Fantasy WARNINGS: Violence, Light Horror Elements, Sensitive Themes SUMMARY: Turovero: The Celestial Tower is a freeware, dark fantasy role-playing game created with RPG Maker VX Ace. Players take on the role of four young adventurers - Sigurd, a brave and kind-hearted knight, Leilia, a gentle and motherly cleric, Edric, a gifted yet sharp-tongued mage, and Ruby, a cheeky, fun-loving thief - who have no recollection of their lives prior to meeting one another. Determined to free their world from the influence of an ancient evil, the Dark One, the group sets forth on their most perilous journey yet as they climb the mysterious divine tower, Turovero. However, as the heroes ascend the Celestial Tower, they begin to realize that not everything is as it seems. Just what is the Dark One that plagues their world so, and what truly happened to the Four Gods of legend? The answers to these questions lie in wait for them at the top of the tower… but do they truly want to discover them?

Play the game here! Our Interview With The Dev Team Below The Cut!

Introduce yourself! I'm Queenie and this is my second game that I've developed, written, and composed for (my first game was Prom Dreams: A High School Love Story, a horror / dating sim game available whever you can download Turovero from). I've been making games in earnest for about 4 years now, but I did use to muck around in the old bootleg version of RPG Maker 2000 when I was a kid I guess. Because one of the main complaints about my first game was the artwork, and because I, er, can't draw very well, I also enlisted the help of @genkaiko, @caffeineandcarpaltunnel, @pleasedrawmore, and @meakersneakers to draw the character artwork, title and ending artwork, enemy artwork, and cutscene artwork respectively. Check them out too if you've got the chance!

What is your project about? What inspired you to create this game initially? *Queenie: I've always enjoyed horror games and games that started out normal / cute / cliched but slowly turned into something darker as they went on. I also really love RPGs and adventure games. So, naturally, I figured I'd combine the two at some point, and thus the initial concept for Turovero was born!

How long have you been working on your project? *Queenie: Total development time was around 2.5 years.

Did any other games or media influence aspects of your project? *Queenie: Considering every games I've made so far is essentially cobbling together various ideas from games and anime I love, you bet your ass it did LOL. Gameplay involves a mix of classic Final Fantasy-esque battles and Zelda-style field puzzles, whereas the story and atmosphere takes inspiration from other RPG Horror games and anime such as Madoka Magica and Higurashi. Essentially, dark psychological drama wrapped up in a nice little JRPG shell. Or something like that.

Have you come across any challenges during development? How have you overcome or worked around them? *Queenie: Besides my complete and utter lack of art skills (which I thankfully had my team to help me with!), I also really struggled with the field skills due to RPG Maker's admittedly shoddy collision detection. I was eventually able to make the mechanic work around 90% of the time (and if it doesn't, protip: push up against the object before activating the field skill), so it's thankfully playable, but it sure was a pain to work with :T

Have any aspects of your project changed over time? How does your current project differ from your initial concept? *Queenie: I actually try to fully create a solid outline of my games and then stick to it, for the most part, so that I don't lose track during development. So, to be honest, not a whole lot changed besides some minor details, such as names, battle skills, and combat balance adjustments. Although, I did originally envision the theme and look of the final "dungeon" a bit differently (which I obviously won't go into details about), and only went with the current design because I couldn't get the sprites to cooperate with me and I was like "well, eh, this is the next best thing I guess". :P

What was your team like at the beginning? How did people join the team? If you don’t have a team, do you wish you had one or do you prefer working alone? *Queenie: I did about 80% of the game myself, but I did have an interview/portfolio submission process for artists. I knew many of them previously, and the title artist I'd already had a working relationship and internet friendship with, so that made things easier as well. It also helped that I could share my ideas (and memes. lots of memes.) during the development process so I didn't have to keep the game 100% secret, haha.

What is the best part of developing a game? *Queenie: The music!! I freakin' love composing okay. I also love writing emotional or comedic scenes, then see other people's reactions to them as they play. Speaking of which, my jar of Player Tears seems to be running a little empty lately... :3c

Do you find yourself playing other RPG Maker games to see what you can do with the engine, or do you prefer to do your own thing? *Queenie: I usually just go with the kind of gameplay my story needs and that my developer's skills will allow; sometimes I see another game and go "oh, that's possible?", and might keep that knowledge in handy, but I don't actively seek out gameplay inspiration or anything.

Which character in your game do you relate to the most and why? (Alternatively: Who is your favorite character and why?) *Queenie: My boy Edric and his grumpy yet adorable tsundere ways LOL. I have a thing for characters with love problems okay ;;

Looking back now, is there anything that regret/wish you had done differently? *Queenie: I do kind of wish the game had a way to do something like unison attacks from the Tales series, since it'd be thematically consistent with the game's ideas of friendship and unity, but at the time I wasn't willing to fudge around with the battle engine too much, so I shelved the idea.

Do you plan to explore the game’s universe and characters further in subsequent projects, or leave it as-is? *Queenie: I have ideas for some prequel stories (in an e-book or even a visual novel format) that expand upon the characters and world a bit, but I'm waiting to gauge interest in them.

What do you most look forward to upon/after the release of a project? *Queenie: Player reactions and Let's Plays, definitely. I feed off of player reactions. I crave them like a zombie craves brains. If you play my games please tell me how much you suffered - er, enjoyed it, it really makes my day!

Is there something you’re afraid of concerning the development or the release of your game? *Queenie: Honestly, only that it'd attract the wrong kind of fan - you know, the ones who harass people over fictional characters and over a work not being 100% to their particular standards. Thankfully that hasn't seemed to happen yet, and most people who've played my games are super chill and awesome.

Do you have any advice for upcoming devs? *Queenie: Use outlines and try not to shovel features into your game just because you can! Figure out what kind of game you want and then focus your energy on making it the best version of that image that you can. Sure, my games may not take advantage of everything RPG Maker can do, but I don't think they need to - I only needs the elements that will help me tell my story the way I want to.

Question from last month's featured dev @Teal Crown: If you're working on a team, how do you manage to keep organized? (Otherwise: If you could meet your favourite dev, the one that inspires you the most, what would you ask them?) *Queenie: My artists and I kept up via Tumblr messenger and Discord mostly. I also made a beta testing server when the game reached the testing phase, which was very helpful and also loads of fun. :)

We mods would like to thank Queenie for agreeing to our interview! We believe that featuring the developer and their creative process is just as important as featuring the final product. Hopefully this Q&A segment has been an entertaining and insightful experience for everyone involved!

Remember to check out Turovero: The Celestial Tower if you haven’t already! See you next month!

- Mods Gold & Platinum

#turovero: the celestial tower #turovero #game of the month #gotm #rpgmaker #rpg maker #rpgmaker games #indie games #rpg games #gotm september #september #gotm 2019 #2019

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who?: Hotshot’s Yoonsan, Hojung genre: 🌸 type: drabble word count: 1.6K blog navigator. • Yoonsan seems to have caught feelings for you • the only person in the way is Hojung, your protective brother I’m so happy Hotshot is working now, even though they are all split up :”) I’m just extremely proud. Thank you for requesting @huis-totally-innocent-smirk, apologies for the late post and so sorry for only completing one. Played with the format a bit, I hope it’s still readable aha, imagine it’s from a third-party perspective, maybe even like a game. - Admin L

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2 February 2018 7.26pm CONVERSATION between YOONSAN and HOJUNG “You’re kidding,” Hojung scoffed, turning to look away from his best friend, eyes rolling. “Hyung, you can’t date my sister. No. She’s off limits.” Yoonsan’s lips curved into an irritated pout, he sighed and sprawled his form out on the dance room floor. “I just wanted to tell you. Help me put in a good word will ya?” Hojung rarely got mad at his rather quiet and bashful best friend, Yoonsan was not the kind of guy to lash out at other about petty problems he faced. He could be grumpy and a tad bit less understanding at times but that was all there was to his tantrums. However, this was a different story, this time he was actually contemplating starting a feud. “How could you even like her? You don’t even talk to her privately? All you do is get that 3 seconds of talk time whenever she brings me lunch or something. Please don’t call it love, please don’t break her heart like this. It isn’t genuine,” Hojung pointed out, his brain frantically analysing the situation, trying to find a loophole in Yoonsan’s confession. Yoonsan only knew you from those moments that lasted no longer than a minute, he couldn’t possibly be attached to a fleeting silhouette. Again, his friend shrugged it off casually, like he wasn’t being fiercely interrogated. Yoonsan avoided eye contact, shutting his eyes as if he was completely serene. “Maybe those 3 seconds was all she needed to steal my heart.”

31 December 2017 11.53pm TEXT MESSAGES between YOU and YOONSAN San: hey San: idw to come off as creepy or anything but I’m gonna try to forge better friendships with my acquaintances San: now, you’re only Hojung’s little sister but I hope we’ll be friends in the new year San: lol haven’t I known you since you were 8? HAHAHAHAHA 11.55pm You: oh gosh hi hdksijssb You: awww that’s so nice of you, it’s great to make more friends and OH GOSH YES YOU HAVE AND I WAS STILL SHY AROUND HOJUNG’S FRIENDS DHJSKSJDND IT WAS SO AWKWARD NO San: I still have pictures of all of us from that era, courtesy of Junhyuk hyung’s mum You:... You: WHAT NO You: NO NO NO NO NO DELETE THEM YOU UGLY You: DISGUSTING San: *PICTURE* San: *PICTURE* The sender has attached more than 10 files. Click here to open files. You: ARE THOSE PICTURES OF MY BRO You: GOOD TEA FOR FAMILY NEW YEAR’S REUNION HAHA THANKS San: is this how we’re bonding? San: nice to know, I have a meme folder just for Hojung You: SEND San: *PICTURE* The sender has reached attachment limit. Please wait for received files to finish loading before more can be received. 12am San: HAPPY NEW YEAR San: with this coming new year, I hope to only grow closer to my new friend and that we’ll make more enjoyable and happy memories together San: friendship? You: HAPPY NEW YEAR🎊🎉💓 You: awww :”) You: of course! We should hang out sometime lol idk if my bro will be 100% happy abt this tho San: aha why wouldn’t he be 12.02am You: I think you already know why

3 January 2018 1.42pm MEETING and CONVERSATION between YOONSAN and YOU She’s pretty, he thinks. Especially with that cold winter blush painted across her cheeks. He’s cute, you think. I think it’s adorable he has sweater paws in a turtleneck. Neither of you says that out loud, but they say someone’s genuine thoughts can be seen through their eyes. Eyes are like the mirrors of your soul. Instead, you clink tea cups and sip on hot chocolate, admiring the last few snowflakes dotting on the large window on your right. This cafe was your idea but the outing was San’s. He appeared awfully mismatched with the whole cheerful fairyland aesthetic but you found it even more attractive. It was not an awkward mismatch but a surprisingly pleasant one like purple and yellow. This isn’t a date, you reminded yourself, taking a cookie from the platter and putting it to your lips as your mind worked to come up with a conversation starter other than ‘what memes have you got of my bro,’. Just talk to him like he’s a friend. “What song’s are you working on right now?” you blurted out then wondered if it was too peculiar or personal of a question. San liked the fact that you took interest in his passion for music. Honestly, he could never hold a face-to-face conversation for long but talking about his music was a different story. He could go on about it for ages. Ugh, he’s so cute when he talks about his passion for music. Oh wow, the small smiles his lips pull into are really charming. Just a friend. Just a friend, Yoonsan. Pull yourself together and calm down. Isn’t this what you wanted? Girls can sense when you’re nervous around them. He’s the forbidden fruit. She’s my forbidden fruit. Both of you remained in Eden, drinking mugs of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows floating inside and biting into butter cookies, wishing all fruits were edible.

8 January 2018 8.18pm MEETING with YOU and HOTSHOT “Uhh San said he’s at Sungwoon’s house playing Fifa or something,” you replied to your parents’ question on where your older brother was. “Oh good,” your father commented. “I need to drop by their house to ask Sungwoon’s grandfather about the new fertiliser I bought. I was wondering if he had tested it yet. Want to get your brother back together?” If I go, I would see San for a bit...I MEAN, see my brother more and see Sungwoon and see Grandfather Ha. It isn’t all about San! “Uh, sure! Just let me...change!” The sentence had not been finished before your form disappeared up the staircase. The drive to Sungwoon’s place made you anticipated yet nervous for no apparent reason. After all, it was just your big brother and some of his close friends. Nothing else to it. For some reason, your hands shook as you closed the car door and walked into the house. “Go and get your brother.” Breathe. At first, San didn’t even look up from his phone when the door of Sungwoon’s bedroom opened but his head snapped up when he heard your melodious voice calling a greeting. A silly smile slipped onto his face as he bashfully waved back, trying not to garner Hojung’s attention. However, Hojung had already gotten a hunch on the interaction but he tried to brush it off. “Ahh, you know Dad won’t be leaving anytime soon. Join me, I’m winning anyway,” Hojung offered, holding up a game controller. He quickly went back to the game, yelling excitedly when you scored a goal against Taehyun and Sungwoon. San’s admiration for you only grew.

2 February 2018 11.28pm TEXT MESSAGES between HOJUNG and SUNGWOON Hojung: like what...do they think I’m blind or something...I get that this was bound to happen but idk how to feel Hojung: I know hyung is a good guy and all but I’m just unsure Hojung: am I being paranoid or mean? Sungwoon: Nah I don’t think so, you’re just looking out for your friends. It doesn’t hurt to be a nice guy like that Sungwoon: san is a nice guy and I’ll be honest and say I never saw it coming Sungwoon: I just need to know if it is genuine or if he’s just doing this for fun or something Hojung: I think they have been texting and meeting up privately bc she’s been quite shady and quiet about her ‘outings’ lately Hojung: idkkkk I’m just...kind of annoyed? Yet relieved that its hyung and not some creep Hojung: idw to lose any of my close friends bc of something like this you know? Sungwoon: I’d say maybe you should talk to them first! After all, it isn’t official right? They just have feelings but they haven’t said anything to each other Sungwoon: tbh it’s cute haha Sungwoon: I think they need to bond more before putting a label on anything. Feels that way. I don’t want anyone to make dumb mistakes with dating Hojung: I feel you. I think I just need time to absorb it. This feels like a pesky annoyance I can’t help it. I just want what is best for everyone Hojung: thanks, hyung, go and rest now. I’ll talk to them Sungwoon: sleep early as well, don’t stress about it 1.15am TEXT MESSAGES between HOJUNG and YOU Hojung: hey sis Hojung: hate to scare you and break it to you but I know about you and Yoonsan, he kind of told me personally today Hojung: don’t freak I know you guys aren’t dating but you can’t exactly hide anything from your big bro Hojung: ...honestly, I’m not sure how to react...knowing how close you both are to me. I’m glad to like a decent guy I suppose Hojung: talk to me about it okay? I just don’t want you to get hurt. Get to know each other a bit more. Hojung: good night, although you’re already sleeping. See you tomorrow 2.21am TEXT MESSAGES between HOJUNG and YOONSAN Hojung: hyung, sorry to text late but abt what you told me...I know how I feel about it Hojung: it’s so annoying Hojung: but I’m willing to accept it if you talk it out with me and her. You’re not a bad guy....hopefully. Please still be the same hyung I’ve known for most of my life. Hojung: I want you two to be real about it. No point dating if feelings are merely fabricated. I don’t need broken hearts and I can’t see my family get hurt, hear me? Hojung: ....just...talk to me and talk to her okay? See you tomorrow

#hotshot #hotshot scenarios #noh taehyun #choi junhyuk #kim moonkyu #yoonsan #ha sungwoon #go hojung

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Pairings: Dean x Reader x Cas, Destiel x Reader (Dean x OFC mentioned) Warnings: sex, a little angst, drinking, poly relationship, oral sex, friends to lovers Word Count: 4,200 Summary: Dean, the Reader, and Cas are best friends. After a drunken night out they all realize they could be so much more. A/N: This is an old fic that’s been sitting in my drafts I decided to finish it and it’s completely different from my original idea for it but here it is. I really liked writing these three so this might turn into a fluffy smutty series if you guys like it. Beta’d by @nightmarenoodle

You wake up, slightly hungover, to the smell of bacon and eggs. You slowly make your way to the kitchen attempting not to puke. Does the room always spin? Dean, your room mate of 3 years, was standing in your kitchen looking too chipper for someone who had more to drink than you did the night before. His head was bopping along to the music playing on the radio. You were staring, admiring the muscles in his back, when he realized you were there.

“Mornin’ sunshine.” he said with a smug smile on his face.

“ Ugh, could you try not yelling?” you respond pressing your fingers to your temples.

“Oh, I’m sorry princess this better?” Dean says raising his voice a little louder. He continues talking, lowering his voice when you wince, looking only a little apologetic. “Sorry, are you hungry?”

“Dean, as amazing as all this looks I’m not sure I should chance it.” Your stomach makes gurgling noise confirming your suspicions.

“Bit hungover are we?” he says smug grin returning.

“I can barely remember what happened.” you sigh as Dean chuckles. “God, how bad was it? What did I do?”

Dean just laughs harder trying to catch his breathe. “Well, you danced on a few tables, hit on the bartender, and tried to start a fight. Oh and Cas says, in the cab on the way home, you sang Beyonce and threatened the driver when he changed the station.”

“Ok, well, I am glad as fuck I can’t remember any of that. I’m gonna go sleep this off I guess.” Just as you were turning to walk out of the kitchen a blonde woman a little taller than you walked in smiling at you. She was wearing a plaid shirt that came to about mid-thigh, her beautiful bed hair framing an even more beautiful face. She’s definitely your type, tall, pretty, blonde with green eyes. She’s also definitely Dean’s type and you try not to roll your eyes.

“This is Holly,” Dean says introducing you to her then he turns to her doing the same.

You spin around calming your nerves and trying to hide the jealousy you feel from showing on your face. Facing Holly, you give her a tight smile, “Hi, nice to meet you.” You walk past her back to your room. You bury your face in your pillow and attempt not to think about Dean. Dean and his stupidly attractive face. Dean and his gorgeous green eyes that pissed you off beyond belief. Dean with his goddamned freckles, smug smile, and deep voice. He’d made you want to punch him and kiss him constantly since the moment you’d met him.

Sadly, he remained just a friend, he never looked at you the way you wished he would. You were his friend, his wing-girl, nothing more. Every time you’d go out to bars, clubs, restaurants, hell even grocery stores, Dean was always hitting on the prettiest woman he could find. It was infuriating to have to sit back and watch him constantly look over you to someone you felt made you look like a hobo in comparison. It broke your heart every time you thought he’d stay by your side and put you first only to run straight to the bar just to get his dick wet. Last night, he’d made that promise only to let you down again.

You were supposed to be celebrating and that’s how it started. You’d gotten news that morning that you got your dream job in literally the best place on earth. So, your best friends, Cas and Dean, decided to take you out. Celebrating became drowning your sorrows when Dean decided to ditch you and Cas to go pick up chicks. Cas had stayed with you to make sure you’d be ok. Cas could clearly see how you felt about Dean, but what he couldn’t see was how you also felt about him. Cas with his sexy always perfectly tousled hair and blue eyes that could kill. How could he not see how much you like him?

All was made perfectly clear to Cas when you grabbed him by the front of his shirt and kissed him passionately, in the back of the cab, on the way back to your apartment last night. You can barely remember what had made you do it, he just looked so cute in the glow of the street lights passing overhead. He’d been laughing at something stupid you’d said and he looked perfect. So, you’d done it, you’d kissed him like you’d imagined doing thousands of times before. Cas froze before cupping the side of your face, kissing you back until the beginning of “Formation” rang out through the speakers. You pulled away yelling “THIS IS MY JAM!” and began to sing very loudly and off key to Beyonce leaving Cas confused and a little turned on.

He’d deemed you too drunk to have the “what the fuck was that?” conversation. Instead he took you to your room, put you to bed, and went home deciding to just call you in the morning. Well it was morning and here he was staring at his phone, willing it to give him the answers he so desperately needed. He decided maybe text would be better for a situation like this. If you didn’t remember, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about you hearing the disappointment in his voice.

Hey, you alive? He sent you hopefully. He stared at his phone waiting for a reply.

Yep, hella hungover but I’ll survive. You responded almost immediately giving Cas hope that maybe you had been waiting for him to text you.

Yea, I’d imagine you are. You went a little overboard kind of hilarious though. Cas sent back.

Oh god, I made a huge fool of myself didn’t I? Dean told me a little of what I’d done but I only remember bits and pieces. You sent back, your face heating up. Well, you obviously have no clue that you pounced on Cas in the back of a cab.

Well you fell off of a table or two. He sent back.

Oh my god, I’m never going to that bar again.

Well, if it makes you feel better I don’t think you’re allowed back in that bar again.

Haha. That actually makes me feel worse, thanks. I don’t even want to know what else I did. I just wanna sleep this off.

Cas decided to let you sleep and just forget about that accidental drunken kiss.

It had been 5 days since your drunken night full of self-pity and extremely embarrassing moments and tonight was movie night. Every Saturday you, Cas, and Dean all rent a movie, buy a bunch of snacks and popcorn, and drink until all three of you pass out on the couch in the apartment you share with Dean. Tonight, unfortunately, Cas has to work late (so he says). Which left you stretched out on the couch with your feet in Deans lap watching some lame ass action movie you don’t even remember the name of.

“This chick holds this fucking thing up in front of my face and just goes ‘you’ve been a very bad boy’.” Dean was currently telling you about this time a girl tried to whipping him with a flogger. “And I’m like what the actual fuck? Then she like smacks the inside of my thigh and I just look at her and yell ‘OW!’ that’s about when she realized that maybe this wasn’t the best idea” he said trying to talk through his laughter. “Like what about me made this girl think ‘he looks like he’d love to be whipped’?”

“Oh don’t even pretend like you weren’t totally into it!” you said trying not to laugh.

“I mean not at first, but with a little convincing I was willing to give it a try.” he joked.

“Dude, you’ve got sub written all over you. Of course she knew you’d love it” you laughed. When your laughter died down, you looked down at your hands trying to sound nonchalant when you went to speak again. “So, Holly? She was cute, are you gonna call her?”

“No, Holly was not cute she was hot as hell, but I’m not gonna call her.” he says as he smirks at you.

“Why not? She’s ‘hot as hell’.” you say quoting Dean.

He stares at you for second, an unreadable look on his face. “I don’t know she’s just not what I’m looking for right now.” he says looking away from you, taking the opportunity to hide his face in his drink.

“Oh my gosh, we are talking about the same person, right? How is she not what you’re looking for?”

“I kind of have my eye on someone else if you must know.” he replies still refusing to look at you. “Actually, two ‘someone’s,” he mutters under his breath not quite loud enough for you to hear.

Your heart sinks and you say, “Oh,” attempting to sound as uncaring as you can. It still comes out sounding a little disappointed, even to your ears, so you continue quickly. “Who is it?”

“Um uh well,” he stutters.

“Fine you don’t have to tell me it’s cool,” you say avoiding his eyes.

“No, I wanna tell you it’s just kind of hard to say,” he replies. He opens his mouth to start again and the only thing that comes out is “Cas”.

“You’re crushing on Cas?” you ask confused. You had thought he was for the most part straight. You’ve caught him occasionally staring at a guy’s ass or flirting miserably with an attractive guy or two, but he’s never come out to you so you didn’t think much of it. Maybe he’s bisexual and he’s just into everyone but you.

“Uh well,” he says tilting his head to the side shrugging and frowning slightly before he realizes you’re still waiting on an answer. “Cas is here behind you like right now. That’s what I meant before so like,” he stutters again and points behind you. When you turn around, Cas is there with your favorite ice cream in hand confused about what he just walked in on.

“Cas you’re here!” you say hoping off of the couch and pulling him into a tight hug.

“I’m here!” he replies awkwardly. “What are we talking about?”

“Nothing!” Dean says way too quickly.

“Dean has a crush,” you say pulling Cas down onto the couch.

“Really? I had no idea,” Cas says sarcastically.

“Wait you know who this mystery person is and you never told me?” you say.

“I’ve got quite a few of your secrets that Dean has no idea about too,” he replies shrugging. “I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone about his just like yours.”

“Ok shut up,” you say trying to cover his mouth. You crawl into his lap and use your palm to stop him from blabbing. The few drinks you’ve had so far are starting to make your brain feel a little fuzzy. “Have you tried talking to this person and telling them how you feel?”

“Nope,” he says standing up from the couch. “You want popcorn? I’m gonna get more popcorn.”

“No, stop,” you say pulling him back down. “You should tell her.” the whiskey making you say stupid things.

“No that’s probably not a-” he starts, but Cas decides to speak then.

“Yea you should tell her,” Cas says smirking. “Like right now.”

“Shut up,” Dean says before escaping to the kitchen.

“Shit did I say something?” you ask before jumping up and following him. When you enter the kitchen, Dean’s standing against the counter staring at a spot on the wall. “Dean I’m sorry.”

“No I’m sorry,” he says. “This is stupid. I should have just told you the second I realized it because we’re best friends we fucking live together. There’s literally nothing you don’t know about me. Why should I keep this from you too?” he’s rambling and the more you listen the more you understand.

“You’re gay,” you say the same time he says, “I’m in love with you.”

“Wait, what?” he says looking at you confused. “I’m not gay. Ok, well, not completely gay. Look, I’m pretty sure I’m bi, but that’s not what I’m saying right now. I’m in love with you.” he repeats it and you’re still standing frozen with your mouth hanging open.

“I’m sorry what?”

“I-,” he says hesitating, that’s not the response he thought he’d get from you. The other night when you got black out drunk you pretty much confessed your feelings for him. He thought you’d be happy and fall into his arms. He starts to apologize and beg you to just forget everything he’s just said because he can’t fucking lose you when your lips are suddenly on his.

His hands grip your hips pulling you closer as his tongue tangles with yours. When the two of you separate, you’re breathless opening your eyes to see him, he’s gorgeous. His lips are plump his face is flushed and pupils are blown wide. Your hands tangle in his hair and you pull his lips back to yours. His hands run under your blouse to your nipples when you hear Cas loudly clear his throat in the doorway.

“Glad you guys finally figured things out,” he says with a strange look on his face. You’re unsure how to describe it. Kind of sad, kind of worried maybe? It’s almost like longing and your face scrunches up in confusion. “I’m gonna go.”

“Wait Cas-,“ you say after him, but it’s too late. He’s out the front door, the sound it makes as it closes makes you and Dean flinch. You stare worriedly at the closed door, but then Deans fingers are on your chin pulling your lips back to his.

The night Dean told you he loved you, the both of you had decided to take things slow. He was so used to one night stands, the last real relationship he had went to shit because it started as just a one-night thing and sex was the only thing they had in common. He wanted things to go right with you. He decided to ask you on an actual date so that first night with Cas’ awkward goodbye ended being a lot of kissing and touching not much else.

The two of you have been on about 4 dates in the last two weeks and you hadn’t seen much of Cas since he disappeared. Every time you tried calling him, he’d only pick up half the time and when he did he didn’t do much talking. He would only pretend to listen to you, then make up some lame excuse for why he couldn’t talk and claim he would call back, but never would. You’re not sure what you did wrong.

The three of you have always been close, so for Cas to pull away this way is freaking you out. You’re pretty sure you’ve figured it out. He’s gotta be worried that things will change between the three of you now that two of you are dating each other. It’s crazy because you and Dean would never leave Cas out, you both loved him more than anything in the world, you could never do that to him. You couldn’t imagine your life without either of your boys. Instead of letting Cas isolate himself you and Dean decided to go straight to his house and set him straight.

Dean drops you off in front of Cas’ apartment building while he takes the car to find parking. You walk into the building and straight into the elevator, Dean will catch up in a little bit. When you reach his floor, you march straight to his door and knock hoping he’ll at least answer for you. If he claims to be busy, you’ll just use your key and push your way in. When he opens the door, you hold up the bag in your hand containing whiskey popcorn and movies.

“Movie night?” you say smiling wide. “I know we usually do it at our place, but you’ve been ghosting us so we decided here is fine too. Dean’s parking the car he should be up soon. You gonna let me in?”

He takes a minute looking from your eyes to the bag in your hand before he decides to move aside to let you in. You breeze past him straight into his kitchen to grab three glasses from his cabinet pouring drinks for you and Cas. He stands in the doorway of the kitchen in just his sweat pants hanging low on his hips watching you. His hair is messy and you have to fight the urge to run your fingers through it. You bite your lip and turn around to start popping the popcorn.

“So are you gonna tell me why you’ve been avoiding Dean and I?” you say pressing the buttons on the microwave before turning around to face him again.

“I’m not avoiding you,” he says rubbing the light stubble on his jaw. “I’ve been busy.”

“Cut the crap Cas,” you reply rolling your eyes. “You’re avoiding us. Do you think things are going to be weird now or something? Because they don’t have to be.”

“No that’s not-,“ he starts and you huff getting angry with him.

“Then what is it? I miss you,” you tell him trying not to get emotional. You didn’t come here to start a fight. “I miss my best friend. Things don’t have to change if you don’t want them to I just don’t want to lose you.”

“That’s not it,” he sighs. “I want you two to be happy. So be happy please.”

“But I’m not completely happy if you’re not there,” you say. “Just tell me what’s wrong and we can fix this.”

“I have feelings for you,” he mutters softly. The room becomes suddenly very silent and you’re frozen and confused. You’ve been in love with Cas almost as long as you’ve been in love with Dean so this should make you happy. You should be happy that both the men in your life feel the same way about you as you do with them, but… You’re with Dean now. He told you how he felt first and now the two of you are a couple.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the loud sound of the microwave behind you. You’re not sure what to do where to go from here so you walk to the door jerking it open and run to the elevator. You can’t be here right now you need time to think about what this means. You could lose your best friend because of this, you just need a fucking second to think.

“Wait,” you here Cas say as he grabs your elbow pulling you away from the elevator doors.

“Cas I can’t,” you reply.

“I just-,” he says running his fingers through his hair. “Just listen please.”

“Fine,” you say refusing to move too far away from the elevator in case you need to run again.

“I have feelings for you and when I saw you and Dean together I wasn’t upset at Dean like I thought I should be. I was upset that I waited so long to tell you how I felt. I felt like an idiot because I knew how I felt about you, but my feelings for Dean were way more confusing. So, I thought I could figure out how I felt about the both of you and decide who I wanted, but then you found each other. I wanted that with both of you, but it was too late. I wanted you two to be happy so I backed off trying to give you both space. I’m not angry that you two found each other just sad that I couldn’t be a part of it too and-”

You kiss him before you can stop yourself. His perfect lips against your own making you moan into it. You know it was stupid kissing another guy in his apartment hallway while you have a boyfriend, but everything he said just fell into place. He had described your feelings perfectly. You needed him you needed this. The three of you needed each other.

It’s not like you weren’t happy with just Dean, you were the happiest you’ve ever been, but it still felt like something had been missing. It felt like things weren’t complete. But this, Cas, was what you needed. He’s been that missing piece. You feel like an idiot for not seeing it before. His hands wrap tightly around your waist and he smiles into the kiss. You’re not sure how long the two of you stand there wrapped in each other’s arms when the elevator dings the doors opening to Dean standing there looking down at his phone. When he notices the two of you there, kiss swollen lips messy hair, you’re sure this is it. You avoid his eyes staring guiltily at the floor just waiting for the inevitable explosion.

“Dean wait-,” Cas tries pulling away from you.

“So, does this mean we can stop pretending that we don’t all have feelings for each other now?” Dean asks and you finally look up at him. He has this hopeful look on his face and you want to cry you’re so fucking happy. You run straight into his arms kissing him fiercely. The three of you go back to Cas’ apartment before the discussion starts. Turns out Dean had felt it too, that big missing piece, though he had figured it out before you did; he just wanted you to come to the conclusion on your own. There’s not much talking after that. There’s a lot of kissing though.

Cas’ lips on yours, Dean’s hands pulling your hips to his, the three of you tangled together on the living room couch somehow becomes three of you half naked on Cas’ bed. You’re down to your underwear lying on your back on the mattress as Dean kisses between your thighs. His sinful lips leaving dark hickeys on his way to your cloth cover cunt. You’re soaked through your panties as Cas’ tongue pushes into your mouth. Cas is somehow the only one naked out of the three of you and you stroke his cock moaning at the size of him. His breathing shudders as you twist your wrist watching his reactions to the way you’re touching him. You’re in awe at how beautiful he is. His cheeks flushed, his eyes half lidded as you stroke him.

Dean’s mouth licks at your swollen clit through your panties and you moan bucking your hips up into him. Cas’ fingers tangle in your hair as he thrusts up into your hand. Dean pushes your panties to the side inserting two fingers into your soaked cunt before moving between Cas’ legs, sucking on the head of Cas’ cock. Seeing Dean’s pink lips wrapped around Cas pushes you over the edge, your pussy convulsing around Dean’s fingers. He comes back up the bed his hand wrapping around yours on Cas’ cock.

“Dean, want you to fuck me,” you tell him pulling his lips to yours. You can taste Cas’ precum on Dean’s lips and you moan and turn to Cas. “I wanna taste you Cas.”

“Fuck,” Cas moans kissing you then kissing Dean. You don’t think you’ll ever get over watching them like this. You’ve got a few ideas for what you want next time to be like, most of them end with you fingering yourself while you watch them together, but not this time. This time you want both of them inside you. You need feel them. You need them both to fuck you.

You turn over onto your tummy and move onto your hands and knees wiggling your ass at Dean and he quickly strips out of what little clothes he still has on. Cas moves to the top of the bed kneeling in front of you and you open your mouth for him. He pushes his cock slowly between your kiss swollen lips hissing at the sensation of your warm mouth surrounding him. Dean’s hands grip your hips as he pushes between your folds burying himself inside you. His fingers dig into your hips as he fucks into you. You moan around Cas’ cock as Dean pounds into you.

Dean’s fingers pinch your nipples before reaching over you to Cas, kissing above you. You fondle Cas’ balls before reaching down between your legs gathering your slick and rubbing your wet finger against his hole. You’ve barely got your finger inside him before he’s cumming across your tongue. You try swallowing him all of down, but some still slips from your lips dribbling down your chin. Dean’s quick to lick Cas’ cum from your face before kissing you, licking the taste from your mouth.

When Cas touches your clit, it doesn’t take much to push you over. Your pussy spasms around Dean as he cums inside you coating your insides with his cum. He collapses beside you and Cas falls to the other side of you wrapping you in his arms. Dean pulls the two of you closer to his chest and your heart flutters. The three of you haven’t quite discussed what your relationship will be, but you know that whatever happens, so long as you have both your boys, you’ll be fine.

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dlroleplay · 6 years

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Just one big post of replies to all of the messages you all sent me! ❤ aka just me saying thank you 700 times!!

also I just fixed this so it didn’t look weird on mobile because um oops!! i hope the format still isn’t weird sorry lol

Anonymous said: (Ca) Do what you want and when you want. We're not gonna starve here😂💙

I know!! but I just feel bad?? ? But I have been kinda,,,, gone for like the past two/three days, so idk?? I just don’t want to leave you guys for too long? Idk!! Thank you, though! ❤❤

Anonymous said: € one day，ai got mentally drunk（dont ask me why，they just happen once a year）. then they teleported to sakamaki and mukami （even tho they considered as enemy）and say they are cute/handsome/beautiful/loving（honestly，actual ai dont really thought of that…）and kiss them on their foreheads. they also did it to tsukinami，yui and Karlheinz. （karlheinz knew about this but its his worst memory about ai XD）at the end of day，they watching ants in the forest and awaked. XD，crazy，huh？！

omg haha I can imagine all of their reactions right now,, and it’s such a beautiful thing, lolol. Thanks for this,, it made me laugh!

Anonymous said: € （please dont feel stress or guilty about it. ( ̥́ ˍ ̀ू )）

I wish it was that easy! I mean try not to,, but I can’t help it! I love all of you guys alfajdlkjdskj But I’ll try!

Anonymous said: € （another fact：when ai was alive，they went to the same school as the boys and yui. they chose to go night school because less people go to night school than morning school. none of the boys recognize or notice or care about them because they are REALLY quiet. but sakamaki dont like them because they have karlheinz‘s smell on them and mukami were… just confuse…… but ai never talked to the boy until azusa…… good… memory…… why am i crying……）

JKSDakjfnjkd no!!!!! ! Why, , my heart!!!

kaidiyuu said: Bruhh my power was out for two days and I’m as cold as a goddamn ice cube; but anyways I hope you have a good day/evening/night mun💋

Oh,, yikes. I hope you’re okay!! Or at least not sick or something,, idk!! Thank you,, I hope you have a nice day as well! ❤❤

1000fandoms said: Hey, don’t push yourself, okay, honey? Take care of yourself ❤️

Thank you!! I’ve been trying to worry about myself first,, but you guys and this blog are constantly on my mind,, especially recently. But I’m doing a little better as of right now! Thank you ❤❤❤

Anonymous said: Don’t worry be happy!❤️

Aww,, that’s cute, lol. I’ll try?? Thank you, anon!

kaidiyuu said: That was me that asked you if you were alright (I feel like I’m being annoying 😅) but when you responded it made me die inside a little bit I want you to be happy y’know! Don’t be sad❤️ if your feeling down you can talk to me; I mean If you want. I just said it in anon because I don’t want to seem like I talk so much. (I do actually sorry) 😅❤️

You will never ever be annoying to me! I love hearing what people have to say to me,, and the fact that you even want to tell me something just means a lot! Again, thank you so much for that. Anon or not, I appreciate you, and everyone else here! Thank you ❤❤❤❤❤❤

Anonymous said: I mean you should go ahead and rant if that'll help! And it'd be nice to know whats going on

Uhhhhh?? ?? Well, I’ve still been debating on whether I should do that or not,, so it might be coming soon if I actually get the guts to do it?? I mean, it might help, but idk aflksjkljak My mind just keeps on changing it’s thoughts about posting one, and it probably help to have you guys get to know what’s been bothering me, but also idk?

Anonymous said: € （you dont need to say sorry，we just hope you are okay. ❤️ill pray for you.❤️）

Aww,, that’s so sweet adjkgadjlkn I actually just got tears in my eyes,, oops. Thank you, though! ❤❤

marsieparsie said: If you need to take a break, all of us will understand. We love and care about you and I’m sure none of us want you to be stressed ❤️

See,, the thing is, I don’t want to take a break for too long? Idk,, I worry about you all a lot, and the thought of it kinda hurts, lol. Thank you, I’m going to think about this for a little longer, and hopefully I’ll be back soon. This really means a lot to me ❤❤❤❤

Anonymous said: Hello Mun, I'm kinda worried about you and I hope you feel better, if you need to take a break it's okay, if you need to take a few days it's okay, we just want you to know that we support you and care about you, hope you feel better after this 💜 -B

Yeah,, I hope so too! I think this is my first time actually having a blog like this,, at least from what I can remember, anyways. And I just feel really bad,, and kinda embarrassed about being this dramatic,, idk. Thank you, though! Hopefully I’ll be back soon! ❤❤

Anonymous said: I’m glad you’re doing okay! Honestly, I wouldn’t mind getting my phone blown up by you. I love all your rps, and other asks! You’re doing an amazing job, sweetheart ❤️

I’m really glad you think so! Idk if I intended to answer this earlier,, but it’s kinda too late now, so obviously,, I did decide to go on with answering all of the asks. But thank you, I really appreciate this!

Anonymous said: € （hon，i really hope you get enough rest (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) ）

Well,, I’d say I do get enough,, but honestly I don’t think so?? My sleep schedule is pretty,, um,,,,, off? I should probably try to get more sleep, but I never really try and it’s just kinda a mess idkdaksdk I don’t even try, either so I’m not going to complain, I guess?

#honestly i just repeat myself 2 million times but i tried not to lol #i really never know what to say in general #but these make me so happy and i have no clue how to express that?? i guess?? i don't even know what i'm trying to say now #but basically i really appreciate and love all of you! and even though i don't think it seems like i do #i hope you guys know that #because i really do!#replies

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castielartandcomics · 6 years

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OKAY. THE TIME HAS COME FOR THIS POST TO BE MADE. Even if it will be just a bunch of projects and me talking about them, it’s something I’ve been willing to do since a lot of time, mostly for a bit of self-esteem and to let you know that I’m actually working on stuff.

Since this will be a long post with some pictures, everything is under the cut! >:3

Honestly, I could start with a list of all the reasons why I haven’t been posting much, but the main reasons are low self-esteem and little to no time to do my stuff. School has been killing me slowly in the latest times, so the main reason why I post so little it’s actually academic work, nothing more and nothing less. ... this being said, let’s begin from what is REALLY interesting. >:3c

Gastertale

First of all, YES, I’m still working on Gastertale! And I’m extremly sorry for the long gap between the pages: the next page IS done, I just need to add dialogues, but I still haven’t for the simple reason that I don’t want to publish it only to make you wait other three months for another page. Hopefully soon I’ll return to have a bit of time, and at this point I’ll make pages more often and way better. I’ve improved a lot in this months, and despite there will probably be a little gap of style too between one page and another, I think I’ll be able to give you something more! My objective when I’ll restart to post it is to make at least one page a week and give a bit of a regular schedule, but about regularity it’s something that we’ll have to see (again, academic work). But hey, at least I’ll try to make you wait less than three months for the next page! </3

Plus, to confirm that something IS actually done:

preview, WOHOO!!

Sonic Humanitymorph & Sonic Battle Remastered

Basically. I want to draw more Sonic, and I want to draw him with a purpose. It’s... kind of a long story, but I’ll make it short for you because I don’t want to annoy you with melancholic and dramatic stuff (?). In a few words, I want to build new memories with Sonic and company, since my first memories are... kind of lost. I literally grew up with him, yet I remember little to nothing about his stories and about me in that period, and it’s something that makes me suffer a bit. SO! I’d really love to build new memories and honour a hero I’m really fond to, and I’d love to make this with you all! Since I also noticed that you really like my human!Sonic characters, so-! /)u(\

So, basically, the ideas are: MORE human characters. I still have your suggestions, I simply didn’t have the time to think about them, but I will surely do it! I’d love to make a lot more of the characters, if not all of them! And together with it, also another thing inspired by @slightly-gay-pogohammer‘s adaptation of Rayman “I’m Only Human”, which consist in adaptations of some of my favourite Sonic’s games, but in human form. And with some basic differences of course. I’m already working on it - my idea is of comics (as you could imagine, since I’m writing this on my art blog) but with a “much faster” style that will let me publish pages with a pretty fast rate (gotta go fast). Basically, sketches, and my sketches are very clean so the result should be pretty good. I’m working on Sonic Battle (which name will be Sonic Battle Remastered), which... SOMEHOW is still one of my favourite games of ALL TIMES, but in the list there’s also Sonic Riders Zero Gravity. And for the otheeerrrssss... well. I’m open to suggestions? :3

Rick and Morty: Kattebel

Remember him?

Rick I-T2B2, my personal interpretation of Rick Sanchez. WELP, I made him with a story in mind - and I actually thought of this verse’s versions of Morty, Summer, Jerry and Beth, even if I still haven’t drwan them because, again, freaking academic work. I’m tired, guys. What I have in mind with them is telling the story via comics, but in a slightly different way. I have little images with them, nothing that can be considered a full episode “worth” of a classic comic adaptation, that I think would be pretty cool if done in the simplest way, like a series of images without the need of making a full page. ... I’m not sure if I explained myself correctly, but in two word: SIMPLER STUFF. I’d love to make them, mostly because it’s a little and fun way of exploring this verse and its dinamics more than with just drawings of the characters. After all, I do want to tell you stories, and I should start to actually do it FOR GOOD, even in the simplest of ways! ... despite... yes, I actually have a more complex comic with Rick I-T2B2, about the “origin” of the condition of him and Morty (and by reflection of the whole family). So I think you can expect something bigger here too, despite it will be a MUCH shorter comic!

DEPONIA LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW

[FINGERGUNS] LET’S TALK ABOUT DEPONIA. First objective: actually finish the games. I have them since... a lot, and I still haven’t finished them for-- well, you know by now. An objective is surely to finally play the last two chapters and cry my eyes out, but we’re here for art, so here’s my project with Deponia:

first, drawing it more. Like... a lot more. I have many little ideas for illustrations and many others for little sequences that I think are pretty funny that I’d LOVE to do. I just need to DO THEM. Also, I have a whole lyricstuck in my mind with the Deponia series, and I’d love to make it! Or at least try, I’m not used to lyricstuck. But they’re so good,, Then, I have two projects comic related: one is... little stories. Pretty much it. Something probably of no more than five-ten pages long per story, little missing moments that might be interesting. And angsty, maybe, probably, I’m not sure. The other is... adaptation. Yes, at this point you might have noticed that I love adaptations. It’s just a little idea, but I’ve always found (probably because I’m a comic artist tbh) that the Deponia games would be... really good in comic format. And mostly for training I thought, “hey, I might try some!”. An idea would be of making the whole series as a comic, but I’m not really sure I can do it - but I’m pretty sure I can make little parts of it! It’s a project I had in mind for quite some months by now, and I remembered about it some days ago since I was looking in my folders and...

a WIP was found. Ten points and a biscuit to whoever guesses the scene. This will probably be mostly training, unless things change or something very cool happens. I lowkey dream sometimes that they’ll hire me, but. It’s just a dream. On the other hand, I might open suggestions for scenes to adapt in the games! uvu ... when I’ll finish the games.

Left 4 Dead 2

Am I late?... naaah. You don’t even have idea of how many ideas I have for this fandom, and all in comic form, just to make my life easier. I have no idea of when I might make these, but will probably be sketchy, pencil stuff, and I will enjoy every moment of them. Boy, I love these characters. I want to tell stories with them,

Oxygen Not Included

I HAVE. A STORY IN MIND. And it will be long, angsty, harsh and tragic probably. I don’t have any WIP nor I can tell many details at the moment because,, I guess it would be spoiler? But, it will be an experiment and something that it’ll be interesting for me to try! All that is needed to understand is,, when I’ll be able to make it, honestly-

And for something less comic-y: references

Because I realized I often post sketches, but not actual references of my OCs. I mean fullbodies fully coloured, with palettes and objects and STUFF. It will be a pretty funny thing for me to do, because the versions I’ll give you of my OCs will be slightly different from the “final” version I’ll show you when I’ll be able to tell you their story - because YUP, I’m working on those too, but for now it’s still a very big work in progress, so I’m still not ready to show you stuff. ;3c But basically, an objective of mine is references. Make those darn characters references with nice palettes and cool stuff, so that you’ll actually have,, at least some more infos than a black and white sketch. ... and a good reference in case you want to draw them? I don’t know just,, dreaming a little bit,, I’ll make the references for the OCs I’ve published (so most probably the ones I’ve put and will put more on @mcmentics, because I’ll surely add someone else in there soon), and after making Leda’s reference sheet (because Gio requested him to be the first >:3c) I might put it “to the vote” to decide in which order make all the others. <3 ... or simply go and make them all with the order I want. I don’t know. Let’s see what the future will offer us. <3

And those other projects?

SECRETS (?) But actually, I have told you just the main projects I have. Some (many, actually) I’ll keep as a secret for now, some are just too vague to make a post about it. But, another project is surely to livestream more! Again, I’ll need to see when I’ll have some time, but as for now I’m starting to have some free moments for myself, and I’d love to share them with you! >:3

AAAAND okay, this post got really really long. </3 Sorry, I thought I would have been much faster, but I had so much to say, haha- I’m sorry if something isn’t explained very good, I’m a bit tired after waking up at 5am for academy (and it’s 10.30pm now so,,), but in case something interests you and you wish more infos, my inbox is always open!! <3

Have a wonderful day/afternoon/evening for now, and hopefully,, I’ll start to make something BIG soon! :D Thank you for reading! <3

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daisy-chain-gardens · 7 years

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Exchange Romance

A/N: Here it is! My first attempt at a Bughead fanfic. The formatting is a bit weird here because I wrote this on Google Docs. I haven’t written in a while and I edited this myself so sorry for any mistakes. I’m actually really proud of this and might possibly turn this into a multi fic if you guys like it so please let me know!

Summary: Betty Cooper is an exchange student from New Zealand who goes to America to live with the Lodge’s. She becomes fast friends with Veronica and her boyfriend Archie, but will how will she get along with their other friend Jughead?

Word Count: 6,101 (sorry guys, I got a bit carried away)

Part 2: https://daisy-chain-gardens.tumblr.com/post/162947052535/exchange-romance-part-2

25 hours flying and an hour long bus ride should be enough to tire anyone out but Betty Cooper was too excited to sleep. She was just minutes away from meeting her host family, the Lodges. Veronica, the daughter, had talked to Betty on social media a bit and she seemed really nice, and really rich. The photos on her Instagram showed Veronica wearing clothes worth more than Betty’s house and she was always tagging various models or socialites in her Facebook photos. Her life here was certainly going to be a big change from her life in New Zealand, and she couldn’t wait.

The bus pulled into the station and Betty recognised her instantly; a short Latina girl with immaculate hair and flawless makeup. Pearls, that Betty soon came to realise as her staple accessory, were strung around her neck, shining under the yellow light of the street lamps. A slightly older woman, who Betty realised was probably Mrs. Lodge, was standing next to her. Veronica ran up to Betty as she climbed out of the bus, pulling her into a tight hug.

“Hi B! I’m Ronnie. It’s so good to finally meet you in the flesh!” The older woman walked up behind her, sky high heels clicking on the uneven pavement.

“Miha! I’m Hermione. How was your flight?” Betty followed them to a long black car and filled them in on her trip.

“Oh my god, B your accent is to die for! All the boys at school are going to be crawling at your feet.”

“Um, thanks, I guess. When does school start?”

“Monday. Hopefully that’ll give you enough time to get settled and catch up on some sleep. Maybe Ronnie could even introduce you to her friends so you’ll know some other people before you start.” Hermione replied, her voice softer than her daughter’s but just as friendly.

The car trip back to the Lodge’s apartment only took about ten minutes but Ronnie took it upon herself to fill Betty in on all of the things which she deemed ‘essential’ to survive at her new school. Her boyfriend Archie and his best friend Jughead seemed to pop up a lot so she guessed that she would be seeing a lot of them over the next ten months. The excitement that Betty had felt on the bus was still there but now dominated by sleepiness. She managed to make it through dinner without closing her eyes for too long but she went out like a light as soon as her head hit the soft pillow.

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The screeching of her alarm woke Betty up with a start much earlier than she would have liked. She got out of bed slowly and changed out of her pyjamas, not wanting to waste her first day in America lying in bed. She wandered into the dining room to find a full breakfast spread already on the table with a note from Hermione saying that she’d be back late this evening due to an event she had to attend. Ronnie hadn’t woken up yet so Betty helped herself to coffee and french toast before heading back to her room to finish unpacking. About half an hour later, the doors burst open and Ronnie strutted into the room. She looked like she’d been awake for hours, although Betty had a feeling that was due to the large mug of coffee she was holding with both hands. She was wearing makeup and a nice dress but no heels. For someone so small she definitely knew how to command attention.

“All right B, we have a big day ahead of us. First up, shopping, of course. Your wardrobe is adorable but I think we need to spice it up a bit. Don’t worry, it’s all on me. Daddy is very generous with my spending money and there is more than enough to go around.” Betty nodded in response, slightly overwhelmed by her energy but also happy that she had planned something for them to do. Ronnie didn’t mention her father very often but given the Lodge’s lifestyle, she assumed that he was very well paid and therefore very busy.

“Then, I asked the boys to meet us at Pop’s for lunch. Their milkshakes are to die for. I don’t know what we’ll get up to this afternoon but we’ll probably end up at Archie’s watching the boys play video games or something. Sound good?”

“Let me just finish this and then I’ll be good to go. Give me five?” Betty replied while continuing to fold the stack of clothes on her bed.

“Five minutes! Betty are you insane? It’s gonna take a lot longer than five minutes to get me ready to go out. I’ll come and get you in half an hour, maybe more if my hair is going to misbehave like it was yesterday.” Betty tried to suppress a laugh as Ronnie paraded out of the room. She didn’t quite understand why Ronnie would wear that just for lounging around the house. Betty used the extra time to sort out her desk and organise the few belongings that she’d bought with her. Although she had bought a sizeable stack of books, she couldn’t help but miss her extensive bookshelf at home. She made a mental note to ask Ronnie where the nearest library was as the two Lodge woman didn’t exactly seem the bookish type. How wrong she was. Ronnie still hadn’t emerged from her room 45 minutes later so Betty decided to explore the apartment a bit. The third room that she peeked into was huge with books covering every spare inch of the walls. She walked inside, awestruck, and started running her fingers along the shelves. She didn’t even hear the her host sister as she entered the room five minutes later.

“I thought I might find you in here.” Betty jumped at the sound of her voice, startled into dropping the book she was holding.

“Sorry Ronnie, I finished unpacking and you weren’t ready so I w-”

“It’s fine B. This is Daddy’s library. I must admit, I’m more a movie person than a book person and since Daddy is always away for business trips it doesn’t get used very often. Help yourself to whatever you want. And by the way, my close friends call me V.”

“Thanks V. You all ready to go?”

“Of course. I can’t wait to show you around. The shopping scene here definitely isn’t on the same level as New York or Milan but it’ll be enough for now.” She linked her arm with Betty’s, pulling her away from the books and into Riverdale.

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Four hours later, the blonde collapsed into a red vinyl booth while the raven haired princess sat down elegantly across from her. Betty could have fallen asleep right then and there, and it wasn’t entirely due to the jet lag. Veronica may be small but she was a force to be reckoned with when she was armed with a credit card. Between the two of them they had bought more clothes than Betty had bought with her from New Zealand, proved by the numerous bags surrounding them in the booth.

“Archiekins just texted me saying that him and Jughead are on their way. They should be here in five. Do you want to order now or wait for them?” Ronnie asked her while fixing her makeup in a small compact mirror she had whipped out of thin air.

As much as Betty wanted to order now, she couldn’t get her mother’s voice out of her head. Telling her to be polite and wait for everyone else before starting because no one likes a greedy girl. “We can wait, as long as they don’t take too long. Who knew shopping could be so tiring?”

“Oh my sweet innocent Betty, how else do you think I stay in shape for cheerleading? Heaven forbid having to go to the gym. Just the thought of it makes me gag. People seeing me sweaty? No thank you.” Betty’s laugh was covered by the twinkle of the bell over the door. “Archiekins!” Ronnie jumped out of the booth and wrapped her arms around Archie’s neck, kissing him deeply. “Hey Ronnie, long time no see.” She giggled as they sat down in the booth across from Betty.

A tall boy with dark hair, covered by a crown shaped beanie slid into to booth next to her. “No kiss for me Ronnie? I’m crushed.” He put a hand over his chest, feigning hurt although the twinkle in his eye revealed his amusement.

“Haha, very funny Jughead. Boys, I want you to meet Betty. She’s from New Zealand and she’s staying with me for the year so please try to behave. I’ve grown immune to your childish behaviour but I don’t want you to scare her off.” Ronnie shot Jughead a look full of ice and even Betty was a bit intimidated for a moment. Jughead gave Ronnie a innocent smile before turning to face the blonde sitting next to hi.

“G’day mate.” Jughead’s face held a huge grin as he put on a what he thought was a New Zealand accent, causing Betty to burst out laughing. “What?” His face fell slightly but he kept grinning at the sound of her laugh.

“It’s nothing it’s just that’s an Australian accent, and a god-awful one at that.” She answered, her eyes wet from laughter. Jughead’s face turned red and he ducked his head a bit, his grin shrinking from embarrassment. Luckily the waitress chose that moment to come and take their orders.

They sat in the diner for the next couple of hours, talking and laughing and eating. The boys spent a lot of time mocking Betty’s accent and she spent a lot of time laughing at how clueless they were about New Zealand. She felt like she had known these people all her life. The smile glued to her face showing how happy she was with her new friends.

——————–

Just as Ronnie had predicted, the group left Pop’s and ended up in Archie’s room after stopping of at Veronica’s apartment to drop off their shopping. The boys set up their video game and then started playing on Archie’s bed, leaving the girls to sit on Jughead’s bed on the other side of the small room. Fred came into the room at about 6pm to tell the boys that he was going to be out late and seemed surprised to see a pretty blonde girl sitting next to Veronica.

“Hi, I’m Fred, Archie’s old man.” he said, reaching out his hand towards Betty.

“Nice to meet you Mr. Andrews. I’m Betty, Veronica’s exchange student.” She shook his hand firmly, a friendly smile plastered on her face.

“Oh yeah, Hermione mentioned something about that. New Zealand right?”

“Yes Mr. Andrews. I just arrived yesterday.”

“Well welcome to Riverdale and please, call me Fred. Are you two staying for dinner? I was just going to leave the boys some money for pizza.” Betty looked back over at Ronnie questioningly, not really sure what was normal in situations like these.

Veronica piped up from her spot on the bed. “Sure we can Fred. Someone’s gotta keep these boys out of trouble when you’re not around.” She looked over at Archie and flashed him a playful smile. Betty’s eyes met with Jughead’s and a small smile crossed their faces.

Fred started to leave the room. “Knew I could count on you Veronica,” a grin on his face once his back was turned. He’d seen the look that Betty and Jughead had shared and recognised the look on his face as one he saw on his son’s face when he looked at his grilfriend. Jughead had a crush on the new girl.

——————–

Shortly after, the four of them were sat in the Andrew’s living room, waiting for the pizza to arrive and watching cartoons. Archie and Ronnie shared a large leather armchair and Betty and Jughead were sitting on a couch in the middle of the room.

“Why would you order a hawaiian pizza Jug? Everyone knows that pineapple doesn’t belong on a pizza.” Archie said from his chair. His thumb drawing small circles on Veronica’s hip as she curled into him. “But pineapple on pizza is the best thing. I honestly don’t understand how you don’t like it Arch.” Betty countered from her side of the couch.

“Thank you Betts. At least someone here has good taste.” He sent her another one of his small smiles and she felt butterflies in her stomach at the sound of her new nickname, sending her into panic mode. How could she have a crush on this boy already? She had only met him a couple of hours ago but they just seemed to click. Her panic was interrupted by her mother’s voice, always present in the back of her head. “This year is for academic purposes Elizabeth. You need to have something interesting on you CV for university applications ok? This means no boys. They will distract you and then that’ll waste this whole year for you, do you understand me?” Betty returned his smile before quickly looking down at he nails, picking at the chipped nail polish. The doorbell rang before they could continue their discussion. Jughead got up, grabbing the cash off the coffee table before disappearing down the hallway. He returned moments later with five pizza boxes stacked in his arms.

“Why do we have five pizzas if there’s only four of us?” Betty asked, opening the box containing the hawaiian pizza and helping herself to a slice. Ronnie untangled herself from Archie before reaching forward to grab a slice of the vegetarian pizza.

“Well, that’s one pizza each plus two for Jughead.” Ronnie answered matter of factly. Betty almost choked on her mouthful. One pizza each? If only her mother could see her now. After years of controlled diets and calorie counting this was certainly a change. Burgers for lunch and then pizza for dinner? It was a miracle that her new friends were all so in shape. Especially Jughead, considering Betty had picked up the vibe that he wasn’t exactly the sporty type.

“I’m a growing boy.” Jughead stated as if he could read her mind. He picked up one of the boxes and set it on his lap, causing the other three to burst into laughter as he started on his first slice. They kept talking and laughing until the pizza was finished. Betty only managed to eat three quarters of hers so Jughead happily finished off the remaining slices. They watched cartoons in comfortable silence until Betty felt herself drift off to sleep.

——————–

She woke up and felt someone stroking her hair. She sat up quickly, causing her to smack her forehead into Jughead’s chin.

“Ow. Oh my god I’m sorry.” Betty exclaimed, reaching up to run her fingers over the red spot on his face. “How long have I been asleep for?”

“A couple of hours, it’s about 11pm.” He replied, removing her hand from his face and holding it in his.

“Where did Ronnie and Archie go?” She asked while fixing her ponytail.

“Umm, they went upstairs a while a go so I thought it might be safer to stay downstairs with you. Plus you kind of fell asleep on my lap so…” He was thankful that the lights were off so she couldn’t see his cheeks redden. She was thinking the same thing. Not only because she’d fallen asleep on him but also because of his implication of what Ronnie and Archie were doing.

“I’m so sorry about that. Sadly one good night’s sleep isn’t enough to get over my jetlag.” He chuckled a little and stroked his thumb over her hand.

“Do you want me to walk you home? You probably don’t know you’re way around yet and you might have to wait a while for Ronnie.”

“Yeah that would be great thanks. I think I left my phone upstairs though.”

“No worries. I’ll tell Ronnie to take it with her when she leaves. Is Hermione home?”

“No she left a note this morning saying that she would be out late tonight. I don’t think that she’d mind though. I mean I only met her last night but she seems pretty understanding. Unlike my moth-” She broke off and looked up at Jughead who was looking back at her, waiting for her to go on. “Nevermind. We should probably go.” Her voice was soft and quiet as she looked down at her nails. Jughead took the hint and stood up. Leading her out the door. Her hand still grasped in his.

——————–

They walked home in a comfortable silence. Jughead occasionally pointing at things that they walked past to explain it or tell her about something stupid that Archie had done there when they were kids. His hand held hers the whole walk home and Betty was disappointed how quickly they arrived at a familiar door. She turned around to face him.

“Thanks for walking me home.” Her voice was soft and she looked up at him. It took her several seconds to look away and then she stood up on her toes to kiss his cheek. “Goodnight Juggie.” She quickly turned around and walked inside, closing the door softly behind her. He stood there, frozen in the summer breeze. He lifted his hand up to brush his cheek where her lips had been just seconds earlier. He turned and walked the whole way home with a smile on his lips, fingers brushing his cheek.

——————–

Veronica proved to be a lot more effective than an alarm clock since she managed to wake Betty up an hour after her alarm was supposed to go off.

“Good morning B! Ok, so, Jughead came back to Archie’s last night with a smile on his face. I have seriously never seem him smile like that. Ever. So spill. Don’t you dare forget a single detail because I will find out.” Betty yawned, slowly sitting up and stretching her arms over her head.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about V. I fell asleep on him while we were watching cartoons at Archie’s and when I woke up you had disappeared with Archie. Jughead offered to walk me home since I didn’t know how to get back here. That’s it. Nothing happened.” The blonde said sleepily. She didn’t need to look at Ronnie’s face to know that she would have a small pout on her lips.

“So you didn’t kiss him?” Disappointment evident in her tone.

“No V. We didn’t kiss. We did hold hands while we were walking but I don’t think he meant anything by it.” Betty tried to keep the disappointment out of her voice by getting out of bed and picking up one of their shopping bags from yesterday.

“You did WHAT? You held hands with Jughead? Oh my god B I think I’m gonna pass out from excitement. This is too much for this time of day. I need more coffee.” With that she was gone. How she managed to move so quickly in heels was beyond Betty. She chuckled and started to put away the clothes Veronica had bought her yesterday. Ronnie returned just as abruptly as she had left, this time accompanied by two large steaming mugs.

“I think you’re going to need some coffee to get through this conversation.” Ronnie said, offering Betty a mug. She accepted it with a grateful smile and took a slip before setting it on her desk and then sitting back onto her bed.

“B I don’t think you understand the gravity of the situation. Jughead is great but he’s not really a people person, let alone a girl person. Archie is basically his only friend and I think the only reason he puts up with me is for Archiekins. They’re basically brothers. There were rumors going around school last year that Jughead was gay but Archie helped stomp those out pretty quick. Jughead holding hands with a girl is like Archie losing a football game. It just doesn’t happen.” Betty blushed at Ronnie’s words and smiled down at her coffee as she felt the butterflies wake up in her stomach. Jughead liked her. Holy crap.

——————–

Monday came around a lot quicker than Betty expected. She had spent some more time with Archie and Jughead over the last couple of days. They’d hung out at Pop’s and then at Archie’s which led Betty to believe that this was some sort of routine they have. Nothing had progressed with her and Jughead which left her feeling a bit discouraged but then she remembered it had only been four days and she was there until the following June. Plenty of time to get closer to him. She was a nervous wreck on Monday morning. The nail polish on her fingers was completely destroyed and her bottom lip was turning red due to her teeth attacking it. Veronica went to school with her early to get their timetables from the office and give her time to sort out her locker. Archie and Jughead came and met them before class. Archie wearing a blue and yellow letterman jacket she hadn’t seen before and Jughead wearing his signature beanie which Betty had definitely seen before. She said hi to Jughead as Ronnie and Archie made out against Veronica’s locker.

“What do you have first Betts?” Jughead asked as his hand reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. He had to lean in a bit to be heard over the noise of the corridor and Betty picked up a scent which she had begun to identify with him. It was comforting to have something familiar in such an intimidating place.

“American History with Mr. Moreau.” She replied, her voice raised slightly.

“Oh cool. You can, um, sit with me if you want. I know Ronnie’s not in that class.” His eyes dropped from hers from a second but returned quickly. She could tell that he was nervous and the butterflies in her stomach obviously felt the same.

“Yeah that sounds great. You might have to help me because I know nothing about American history.” Betty sent him a small smile which made his eyes light up. He loved her smile. It was so warm and friendly. It was so Betty.

“Can you walk with me to class Juggie? I don’t know my way around yet and I think Ronnie’s busy.” He looked over at his best friend and laughed.

“I think that this is becoming a pattern Betts. Class is this way.” He’d grabbed her hand and pulled her gently through the crowds of students. It felt so natural, holding hands. Ronnie’s words came back to her and she smiled down at her feet.

——————–

The four of them had their after school routine down to a science. Archie would drive them to Pop’s after school for milkshakes. Ronnie and Archie would head back to school at about 5pm for cheerleading and football practice respectively while Jughead and Betty would walk back to the Andrew’s or the Lodge’s to do homework. Betty had asked Ronnie, during one of their gossip sessions, why Jughead lived with Archie and Fred. She had shrugged it off and said that something about Toledo before going uncharacteristically quiet. Betty decided not to push the subject and instead asked Ronnie about some new heels she’d seen on the doorstep that morning which perked her right up again.

——————–

Although they had a certain routine with Ronnie and Archie, Betty and Jughead also had their own little tradition; old movies and late night take out. They found out pretty quickly that they both shared an appreciation for old movies, especially Tarantino much to Jughead’s delight. It was a Thursday night and they were watching ‘Rear Window’ in the Lodge’s extravagant living. Their burgers were finished hours ago and they were curled up on the couch. Betty’s head in Jughead’s lap as his fingers ran through her hair.

“Juggie.” Betty said, turning slightly to face him. “What happened to your family?” Her voice was so quiet he could barely hear her. His fingers kept playing with her hair and he looked down at her, sending her that small smile that woke up the butterflies in her stomach. His eyes looked slightly sad and Betty suddenly felt guilty for prying, hearing her mother’s voice in the back of her head scolding her for being nosy. “I’m sorry, you don’t have to answer if it makes you feel uncom-”

“No, Betts, it’s ok. I had a feeling that you were going to ask at some point. I mean it’s not exactly normal to be rooming with your best friend in high school but since when has anything about me ever been normal?” He tried to hide the darkness of his statement behind a laugh but Betty could hear the sadness in his voice. She reached over to grab his other hand and squeezed it tightly.

“Um, so my Dad isn’t really in the best place. He, um, he has a drinking problem and one day, oh god. Betts, one day my Mum couldn’t take it anymore and she took Jellybean and left. I ,um, I haven’t seen them since. That was four years ago” He wasn’t looking at her anymore but Betty could still see the wet tears on his cheeks. Her eyes started to tear up as well. She sat up and stroked his cheek, one of his hands still stroking her hair. Betty leaned forward to place a kiss on Jughead’s cheek and then hugged him tightly. Jughead’s sobs were becoming audible as Betty shook against his chest. They stayed like that until the credits stopped playing and they’d run out of tears.

Betty let go first, untangling herself from Jughead’s arms but staying close. He caught her eye and then bought both hands up to cup her face.

“Jug?” Her eyes were wide and filled with wonder. He leaned forward quickly, almost as if he was trying to stop himself from getting psyched out. He pressed his lips against hers. Softly at first, as though he wasn’t sure of himself. He pulled away and waited for her to open her eyes, hoping he hadn’t just ruined everything. The smile that he’d fallen in love with crossed her lips slowly before her eyes opened to look into his.

And then she kissed him. Again and again. Whispering sweet nothings in his ear. At some point his beanie fell off his head and she ran his fingers through his hair while he did the same to her, her hair tie long gone. Eventually they pulled apart and fell back into each other’s arms, staring up at the black screen, their smiles bright enough to light up the dark room.

——————–

From then on, Jughead and Betty’s tradition changed. Not much, but enough. Their homework sessions were interrupted by stolen kisses, movie nights accompanied make out sessions and their takeout dinners always took a lot longer to finish. Somehow, their friends were still oblivious. Ronnie hadn’t pulled Betty aside to talk about how she looked at Jughead for a little bit longer than normal at Pop’s or how they always seemed to stand just that bit closer together. Neither of them were particularly surprised that Archie hadn’t noticed anything. Betty had only been in Riverdale for a handful of weeks and even she could tell that Archie wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. It was a Friday afternoon and the four of them were sitting in their usual booth at Pop’s, sipping on various milkshakes. Ronnie and Archie stayed for a bit longer than usual because there was a game on that night. The red headed boy and the raven haired girl were trying to convince their friends on the other side of the booth to come and watch the game.

“Come on guys, it’ll be fun! And what else are you going to be doing tonight anyway? Watching boring old movies?” Veronica practically yelled at the pair before taking another sip of her chocolate milkshake. She had a certain glint in her eye which Betty had come to come to associate with determination. She looked over at Jughead and saw a similar gleam in his eyes.

“First of all Ronnie, we were planning on watching ‘Rebel Without A Cause’ tonight which isn’t a boring old movie, it’s a cinematic masterpiece.” He paused to let the point sink in but Ronnie just rolled her eye. “And second of all, why would we want to go and see a football game? You just watch some sweaty jocks run up and down the field and occasionally barrel into one another. No offense Arch.”

“None taken bro. What do you think Betty?” Archie took his attention away from Ronnie for the short time that it took to ask Betty the question.

“Well, I’ve never been to a football game before so-”

“WHAT? How have you never watched a game of football before? I know that New Zealand is a long way away but do you guys live under rocks? Honestly B. There’s no debate now. You have to come, even if it’s just to watch me cheer, ok?” Ronnie flashed Betty a sweet smile as she stuttered in agreement, still not used to her host sister’s ways of negotiation. Almost before she could blink, Betty and Jughead were sitting in the back of Archie’s car on the way back to Riverdale High.

——————–

Betty walked into the football stadium and was slightly overwhelmed. Even though it was relatively empty due to their early arrival, it seemed impossible for a school to need such a large stadium, especially just for football. Jughead watched her quietly, a chuckle falling from his lips as he watched her gape at her surroundings.

“Nothing quite like this where you’re from, huh Betts?” He quipped. He threw his arm around her, making the most of their friend’s absence.

“No not really. I mean, we have stadiums like this for regional rugby games but definitely not for any sort of school games.” Betty couldn’t stop looking at the expansive concrete jungle she was currently walking around. Jughead couldn’t stop looking at her.

“You really are something else Betts, you know that?” He said, pulling her closer and kissing the top of her hair. They found a seat in the middle of the stadium and sat in a comfortable silence. The seats around them slowly filled up as they watched the various athletes warm up. After about the first five minutes of the game, Jughead turned to look at Betty.

“Hey Betts.”

“Yeah Jug.”

“Do you even know how football works?”

“Not a clue.” Betty replied with a cute smile on her face. Jughead kissed the end of her nose and then proceeded to teach Betty all of the rules of the game. All those years being Archie’s best friend obviously payed off. She wasn’t really listening to what he was saying but watching him all the same. He was surprisingly enthusiastic about football and was actually cheering for his school by the end of the quarter. Betty was getting into it as well but mostly just copying Jughead since she still had no idea what was going on. She did cheer enthusiastically for Ronnie when she performed at half time though. Veronica had taken it upon herself to explain all of her routines and workouts to Betty when she first arrived. Even though she had no desire to actually be a cheerleader, she definitely had a new appreciation for them.

By the end of the third quarter, Betty thinks that she understands the basics of the sport and is starting to understand the need for such a large stadium. It’s addictive to watch and the atmosphere is unlike anything she’s ever experienced before. No wonder everyone comes along to watch the games.

Archie scored the winning touchdown just as the time ran out on the fourth quarter. Jughead went mental, along with the rest of the crowd, and kissed Betty square on the mouth. She forgot where they were and kissed him back, hard. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted her up and spun her around. It was a bit hard in the confined space of the stands but it didn’t matter. They pulled away and smiled at each other, slightly out of breath before Jughead set her back down on the ground. Betty’s face changed suddenly. Eyes grew wide with panic as she looked around, searching frantically for Ronnie and Archie on the field. Archie was celebrating with his team and Ronnie was bouncing towards him with the other cheerleaders.

Betty stopped panicking and wrapped her arms around Jughead’s neck. Her fingers played with the dark hairs that had escaped his beanie. She kissed him soft and slow. A complete contrast to their last kiss but just as breathtaking. They broke apart slowly before walking down from the stands to congratulate their friends.

——————–

As soon as Archie’s car disappeared around the corner, Ronnie turned to Betty.

“Why didn’t you tell me about Jughead? How long have you guys been going out? How did this happen? Oh my god B, you have to tell me everything! I just have to get changed and then we’ll have some girl talk, ok? Be back soon.” Veronica disappeared and then reappeared half an hour later in silk pyjamas. She still had her pearls on. Betty smirked. Trust Veronica Lodge to look fabulous in pyjamas.

“Ok so spill. I want to know everything.” Ronnie said as she sat down on the edge of Betty’s bed.

“Well we kind of … had a moment a couple of weeks ago. We were watching a movie on the couch and I asked him about his family and it just sort of happened. He kissed me and then we’ve kind of been together since then, I guess.”

“Omg B, I’m so happy for you! What did I tell you about that accent? I can’t believe he told you about his family. I’m pretty sure Archie is the only one who knows what really happened. The only reason I know is because my dear, sweet, lovely Archiekins is the worst secret keeper ever. Jughead seems to really like you.”

“I really like him too. We haven’t really talked about it but it feels right, you know?”

“Yeah, I know. You guys are the cutest together!”

“Umm thanks, I guess V. By the way, how did you find out?”

“You two were sooooo obvious at the football game. And by the way, that kiss at the end of the game was totally hot.” Veronica teased before getting up and sashaying out of Betty’s bedroom. Betty flopped down onto her bed, her cheeks on fire. She quickly fell into a peaceful slumber, dreaming about grey beanies and flannels.

——————–

Fred had the boys helping him out on the construction site all weekend so Betty didn’t get to see Jughead until Monday at school. The two girls found Archie and Jughead leaning on their lockers waiting for them.

“Sorry for the delay boys but this hair doesn’t look like this by itself.” Archie smiled at his girlfriend whilst Jughead rolled his eyes. Betty leaned up and kissed him, leaving a surprised look on his face.

“What was that for?” He asked Betty before looking over at the other pair that made up their friend group. Archie’s faced was shocked but Ronnie just winked at the blonde girl.

“Oh, um, Ronnie saw us at the game so I just kind of assumed she would’ve told Arch already.” Betty trailed off, trying to hide her embarrassment by picking at her nail polish.

“Hey.” Jughead said softly. He grabbed her hands, forcing her to look up at him. He kissed her softly before pulling away and flashing her a butterfly-inducing smile. “I think it’s pretty safe to say he’s figured it out by now.” Betty smiles back at him. He wraps his arm around her shoulder and kisses her forehead. The duo walk together to their first class, leaving Ronnie to deal with an awestruck Archie.

“But, but, but I never even saw it coming!” Archie explained to Ronnie as she slowly dragged him in the opposite direction.

“I know my dear Archiekins. I know.” She replied, a smile crossing her face as she thinks back to Betty’s display of confidence. “But it kind of makes sense doesn’t it?”

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hi guys it is 10:46. i was busy until literally right now. rest in spaghetti, zero regretti. well, maybe some regretti.

anyway, nonsense aside, i woke up kinda late... i didn’t want to get up when my alarm went off. i went to bed kinda late last night due to my feelings adventure.

i guess i had a dream where i was kind of struggling with gender and maybe the kind of family i would have wanted to have. i didn’t like being a boy at all as usual. looking at myself was like “nope. no good.”

i can’t quiiite remember enough about the actual plot to say why it was about the family i would have wanted to have as a kid. i just have a strong feeling. and nothing to say about it. ha ha, joke’s on you! you don’t have to read five extra paragraphs.

anyway i lounged around at home for a long time. i had woken up at 8 but i didn’t leave for the department until 10:15 ish. i got there at 10:30 even though i had been riding my bike in a skirt and that was awkward.

i was wearing shorts underneath so that wasn’t a problem, i just felt like something was going to snag on the wheel i guess.

i sat at my desk and worked until 11-ish when keegan showed up. he looked kinda weird today... not sure how to describe it. he collected most of us to head over to the homecoming parade. it was a “fun group activity” he had put a lot of effort into planning. by which i mean he asked in the groupme last night and soham was like “yes count me in” and then a couple others were all “yeah ok.”

suzanne said it was friday and she was having a game night with her family so she’d have to work all day. i forgot it was friday. it feels like saturday part 1.

so we went to the parade! i had a lot of fun. we were there for like two hours though and when we finally got moving again to go back to the department my knees and ankles were stiff and swollen.

turns out keegan wanted to go to the parade to see his girlfriend march and just didn’t want to go alone because that would be weird. we ran into his girlfriend’s parents there too. they seemed to like us a lot. they seem like very pleasant people.

when the fire brigade passed by i shouted “yeah, fire rescue!!!” and clapped and my classmates turned to stare at me. jennica had her hand over her mouth.

“what?” i said.

“that sounded... REALLY sarcastic,” jennica finally said.

so i did that every time something cool passed by. eventually they stopped flinching. after like seven instances.

also at one point during the conversation jennica got all up in my face and i kind of laughed unhappily and then harrison did it and i punched him in the face. i didn’t tolerate it any more.

not hard. but i told him i’d sock him for real next time.

anyway after that soham and jennica and harrison and keegan and i went to the student union for some lunch. yannis (it is his nickname. it is pronounced the same way as his formal name.) went to get his backpack from home. then soham and jennica left when we got to the union even though soham was the one who wanted to go there. then keegan and harrison changed their minds but went inside with me. i was the only one who got food. i got a peanut butter smoothie.

then after that i got back to work! it was about 2:30. i got all the way through the classical homework except for the second half of the last problem. and i did a quantum problem, and i arranged to talk with adamya and suzanne about e&m later after we’ve spent some more time studying. adamya is an upper classman but he was helping suzanne out with grad e&m.

i talked out a classical problem with suzanne that jennica actually figured out later. i had the right idea but couldn’t figure out the right combination of substitutions. jennica realized that the professor had replaced the mass in his equation with a derivative, which is... not... the usual thing to do? we couldn’t figure out why the professor did that in his solution. she kind of had to reverse engineer it. suzanne said that the solutions aren’t really solutions so much as using confusing unexplained techniques to get an answer very quickly.

at... 6:40? i came home. i took out the trash and tried to cool off. it was almost 90 today all day.

i was going to make dinner at 7:20 but gilbert wanted to talk about politics and despair a little bit so i didn’t cook anything until 7:45. i had wanted to make tempeh chili or maybe mac and cheese but i didn’t wash my dishes!!!!!!!!!!!! so i had to make one of my microwave meals.

i screwed around until 9:10 or so, after i usually check for comic updates. then i got to business. i dug up suzanne’s class notes, which we had finally gotten to me in a readable format, and caught up on the class stuff... one of the lectures was actually exactly what i had needed in the quantum problem i did today and i would have figured it out a lot faster if i had the notes beforehand haha. oh well. good to see it twice at least.

then i organized my schedule and identified 5 important urgent tasks i need to complete tomorrow and then a bunch of optional important ones i can knock out on sunday. i don’t anticipate having any time tomorrow for anything but the five things after i get my groceries and stuff. i’d like to wash my bedding but i don’t think that will happen unless i’m super quick about it first thing in the morning.

and then i made some notes on stuff i need to tell the psychiatrist when i see her on thursday. she wants to know basically my life story... so i tried to put everything i should talk about in order so i can give a coherent continuous story instead of jumping around as i think of things. it’ll be quicker and easier that way. i might have a little more time to study for the e&m test on friday.

i dropped everything on my to-do list that isn’t either completely necessary or something that the grad coordinator highly recommended i do as soon as possible. like revisit basic calculus and get a solid idea in my head of the purpose of each operation to make it easier to derive or inspect equations i need when i get confused during tests.

i also read and revised my notes in classical... i had to kind of bite the bullet and ask harrison for help on a really basic question. i understood it a lot better after i articulated to him exactly what it was i didn’t get about the concept. because when i just asked “what does this mean” he crossed out the like terms and looked at me like it was a fraction problem when it was not about fractions. when he described it as a matrix though i caught on pretty fast.

learning how different classmates describe concepts and figuring out who to go to for which help and how to ask each of them for that help is a long process.

so now it is 11:15, which is not obnoxiously late, but it is later than i’d like to continue staying up night after night.

i think i’ve got a handle on tomorrow... it’ll be busy but i just gotta try not to screw around in the morning. i want to wash my bedsheets, and swim for a little bit, and make a solid breakfast, and then clean snoopy’s water bowl, and then get the groceries, and then put everything away and get over to campus maybe right after lunchtime to work on homework and studying. and hopefully a little grading... i’ve been avoiding it. it’s stressing me out. the lab reports are so heavy this time. they are twice as long as anything i’ve graded so far. i keep thinking if i start i’ll have to pull an all nighter... but really if i DON’T start i’ll have to pull an all nighter the night before my midterm.

jennica said she was behind on grading though so maybe i will get some forgiveness if i don’t quite have it done this week. that will leave me with even more grading to do though and my quantum midterm is the week after next...

no. gotta stay on top of it.

ok something positive about me. i did get all the way through my classical problem for the day, so i only have half a problem to do tomorrow instead of the whole 15-hour assignment. and i know how to do that problem! and i did a quantum problem, so that is on schedule. AND i even had the energy to study for an hour somewhere in there! and i had fun at the parade, which let me be outside for two and a half hours. i only got really tired and burnt out in the last 15 minutes we were there and when i asked to leave everyone agreed. so that was nice.

so i guess... the thing today was asking for help and getting it? between the parade and adamya and harrison i got a lot of things i wanted. and by things i mean “rest” and “questions answered.” as long as i hold on to the knowledge that it’s better to ask dumb questions you genuinely don’t get than to not ask them it might be easier to do that kind of thing every day instead of just when i feel kind of panicked. and friday was a way better time to ask a basic question than, like, monday night.

oh and taylor asked how to log in to the classical solutions server and i cut in with an answer before soham. then i said “i got the fastest draw in the west soham there ain’t enough room in this chat for the both of us.” i got a couple likes for that.

i think... i think i did pretty good today. i also have to do good tomorrow. hopefully that will leave sunday and monday to be more cleanup days than cramming days.

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Appearing before The Dramacourt: 20th Century Boy and Girl Eps 5 to 8

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Issues:

Whether it’s reasonable for Young Shim to be such a noob lawyer

Whether the Subway ad was reasonable

Whether Ahreum still has a the romantic mindset of a teenager

Whether it’s reasonable for Jiwon to be distant with his current family

The Rule(s):

No!!

Yes, we’ll let that product placement slip in for this time . . .

Yes!

Of course.

Analysis:

Jubiemon J: These episodes didn’t disappoint me at all and left me wanting for more! Give me more of this drama please! I honestly haven’t been this excited about a drama in ages. (Redrosette knows . . . just how quickly I drop dramas. Ha! I really admire her perseverance!) Seriously though, this drama has continued on with its good writing, music, directing, and acting, etc. I barely have any complaints. My biggest gripe would probably be the work scenes with Yong Shim and her boss…I’ll get to why later.

Fans!!

Relatable fan girling Lol!

Adventurous Ahreum!

Dead! LOL.

Smart Yong Shim

What I really like about this drama is the flashbacks with the present. When a character’s memory is being cued, I see why it is so. I think it’s because the flashbacks only happen when a character sees something or hears something that reminds him/her of something. I vividly remember that scene where Jiwon and his subordinate are talking and his subordinate was complaining about how his father wanted him to marry soon before his dad died. Then we were back to the past, seeing what Jiwon’s dad’s wish was before he passed away. (That scene was extremely touching . . .)

Remembering first love like…

Reliving memories of your first love like…

Hopefully this isn’t as sad as the actual movie

Such a sad scene!

When you end up having to stay in your crush’s childhood bedroom and see a life-size poster of your stepbrother…

Sure, there are a few plot devices that were kind of obvious like the part where Ahreum’s crush didn’t like her back or how Jin Jin would star in We Got Married with Anthony. However, I don’t mind them so much as the actors carried on their parts well and the scenes were still relevant. It’s reasonable that Jin Jin would meet Anthony that way. She’s an actress and he was a popular idol. It was also normal for Ahreum, who has never dated before, to start believing that her crush liked her back.

Trying to make things happen like…

Overall, this drama really is living up to my expectations and . . . I can’t wait till next week!

Analysis:

Issue 1: Whether it’s reasonable for Young Shim to be such a noob lawyer

Jubiemon J: No! I’m super surprised at how Young Shim seems to have never worked in her life, yet she’s 35? I highly doubt she got into law school later because she was depicted as a very smart girl in high school. If she was not rich enough to attend law school immediately, she must have had SOME work experience before landing this job, albeit in any other field, to earn her tuition. She seemed totally lost like she wasn’t even taking notes when he was talking to her about her assignments. She didn’t even ask extra questions to clarify those broad questions like research some case decisions related to this. Okay, well how many years do you want me to go back? When do you need this by? What format do you want the work in? Man . . . so many questions she could have tried to ask . . . except she stood there and just said yes.

I don’t mind her being late a bit if she were an efficient worker. However, it seemed like when the boss wanted to ask her about an assignment, she was scrambling to find it. Okay, don’t you type up your assignments, which is what people do these days? She could have just summarized some findings while looking for her assignment too. Nope, she was just panicking. Sigh..

Is this your first job ever? like ever, ever?

Issue 2: Whether the Subway ad was reasonable

Jubiemon J: Usually I’d be all annoyed at seeing an obvious product placement, but this time, it’s acceptable. The Subway part was incorporated well into the plot. Jin Jin, as a teenage fan girl, was always hanging out at Subway to try to meet Anthony. Jin Jin then confessed that she never did and ended up hating eating Subway because she ate too much of those subways. Then her first We Got Married meeting would be held at Subway, which made sense. It would be a romantic way for them to meet as Jin Jin had always wanted to meet her idol there when she was a young girl.

Issue 3: Whether Ahreum still has a the romantic mindset of a teenager

Jubiemon J: Totally! Ahreum thinks that one little thing like the guy sending her a game invite would mean that he liked her. Anything he did or didn’t do would be a sign that he had a crush on her. Sure, the guy approached her first and asked for her number, but it wasn’t like he led her on later and started flirting with her or what not. He didn’t ask her out as well. Ahreum was just imagining all these things in her mind to paint the picture that he liked her back like how a teenage girl who has never fallen in love with someone would do.

I actually don’t mind it so much that she’d act that way because she has never been in a relationship before. It’s nice that we’ll later see her probably change and get together with the doctor. Haha.

Hot stuff girl LOOOL

Issue 4: Whether it’s reasonable for Jiwon to be distant with his current family

Jubiemon J: Totally! In fact, I think it’s clear that he is sort of the outlier in the current family. His mom remarried because she got pregnant. She had his younger sister and Jiwon also has an older brother. We’ve also seen how close Jiwon was with his biological father and I think in a way, it was hard for him to just accept that his mother would move on with another man. Sure, her mother didn’t remarry as soon as Jiwon’s biological father passed away, but I think she married at a time when he was still kind of vulnerable. He was in his early teenage years, arguably the most rebellious time, so that must have been tough on him. Finally, his mother seemed to really favour Anthony more than Jiwon. Jiwon came all the way back to Korea and then his mother made . . . Anthony’s favourite dish and gave Anthony some of it. She totally ignored Jiwon at that time…..It was later that the step dad gave him some pork cutlets that things became slightly less awkward.

When you realize that your soon-to-be-stepbrother is the idol your crush is crushing on

Awkward family dinners…

Conclusion: Appeal Dismissed.

Rating: 4 = I’ll Give You A Cookie! (Had to deduct 1 point mostly bc Young Shim was too noob of a lawyer…sorry.)

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