#i was 15 when i started watching now im older than the third years

[whatabunchofbozos]

fuck when did i become older than all the haikyuu characters

#hq #what the hell???? #i was 15 when i started watching now im older than the third years #can they fucking age so i don't feel so weird please??????? #own

[me1ancho1y-b1iss]

Her Robin and His Little Ladybug Ch. 2

 Ao3                  Chapter 1          Chapter 2 

As soon as Marinette spoke it set off absolute chaos, everyone started talking at once, asking questions and demanding answers from the small girl. Eventually Bruce, now as Batman, spoke up. 

“ENOUGH.”  Bruce demanded of everyone in the room. 

Silence was all that remained where if a pin was dropped it could be heard. Both parties, Marinette and the bats stared at each other, until Bruce finally spoke again. 

“Who are you?” he asked Marinette. 

“I believe I asked a question first” Marinette smarted back. Jason snorted as Damian glared at her. 

“Answer our questions harlot.” Damian spoke as he glared at her. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” 

Dick or rather Nightwing now, spoke next. “Come on baby bird, be nice, we don't know her and she doesn’t look like she knows us.” 

“That’s exactly the point Grayson! We don’t know her, or how she appeared in the cave!” Damian grimaced as he glanced back at Dick. 

“Codenames, baby bird.” Dick muttered 

Hi! I’m Nightwing! OMG, you're so cute and tiny! You're in the batcave, this is Robin, that's Red Hood, over there is Red Robin, standing there with the death glare is Batman, and finally sitting at the batcomputer in the wheelchair is Oracle!”  

“Uhh… Hi.” Marinette waved. Dick visibly cooed at her while the rest of the bats just stood there. 

“I’m Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I’m from Paris, France.” She said as if that would answer all their  questions. 

Realization spread on Bruce's face as he realized what happened. He realized that this must be the work of the Akumas the league was investigating. 

“You said you’re from Paris, correct? Batman asked Marinette. At her nod he continued. “So this must be the work of an Akuma” 

Marinette nodded. “The last thing I heard before I was transported here was a loud voice yelling, that people should treasure their relationships and that people should be able to have soulmates… or something like that, I don't really know, I wasn’t really paying attention as I was suddenly transported here with no warning.” she muttered the last part under breath but the bats still heard her. 

After around five seconds of total silence, Jason started cackling loudly. “You, tiny little pixie is apparently Demon Spawn’s soulmate. Yeah, I doubt that…” Jason spoke, and started laughing again. 

After Jason said that, all of the rest of the bats realized what she said and started snickering, except for Bruce and Damian, who just stood in front of Marinette with his mouth wide open gaping at her. 

Dick asked a question next. “Wait, what’s an Akuma, and if it's powerful enough to actually locate someone’s soulmate and send them here, Why doesn’t the league know about this? Dick asked, looking back at Bruce. 

“The league is aware of the situation. It’s on a need to know basis, and only certain members are aware. Wonder Women, Superman, Aqua Man and myself are the ones aware as the situation is extremely delicate and dangerous. 

Paris has their own heros, that have been handling the situation extremely well and there has been no need to interfere. Wonder Woman has gone out and has spoken to the heroes. They are aware that if they need any help that can contact the justice league and we will send out a member to help aid them.” 

When Bruce was done speaking, the rest of the bats were sort of shocked they weren’t aware of anything happening Paris this year or any year at all. 

Barbara immediately put it into the Batcomputer and pulled up one of Marinette’s old fights. As Marinette watched the fight with the rest of the bat’s, she cringed. She remembered the fight, perhaps she remembered it too well. It was her third battle with Evillustrator. Nathaniel managed to remember that he could draw whatever he wanted. 

He turned all of Paris into a war zone. He managed to draw himself an all powerful army with a stock supply of weapons. The battle lasted almost a full day and was one of the most lethal with over 1 million dead. The second deadliest behind Syren. 

As the video ended all the people in the room turned to marinette with a shocked look on their faces. 

Dick was the first to speak. “You deal with this all the time?” he whispered in a scared tone 

“Usually they’re not that bad. That was the second deadliest attack Paris ever had, the first being Syren. All of the effects of the damage is reversed by the ‘miraculous ladybug,’ Ladybug, the main hero announces that after she broke the object where the akuma was hidden. As soon as she throws up her ‘lucky charm’ and says that phrase all damage from the attack gets reversed.” 

“What a Lucky charm? You said it helps clear all the damage, so what does it do?” Tim spoke next. 

Marinette nodded as she said, “ The Lucky Charm is something that Ladybug calls on during the battle. It’s usually just a seemingly random object, but as soon as she calls on it the battle usually doesn’t last any longer than three minutes.” 

“What are the other heroes' powers?” Tim asked again. 

“Chat Noir has the power of destruction, just as ladybug has the power of creation. All Chat Noir has to do is simply say ‘cataclysm’ and he's able to destroy anything he touches.” 

Again all the bats, except for Batman himself, started at Marinette, with wide eyes. 

“How old are the heroes’ because to me they don’t look to be any older than the demon spawn’s age. Also how long has this been going on? Jason asked of Marinette, in a demanding tone. 

“All anyone can do is speculate the ages, due to the magic, but many say they have to be around 18 - 20 years old.” Marinette said in a rather confident voice

“And how long has this been happening?” Jason asked again in a tone that made Marinette take an unconscious step back. 

“A-about four years.” Marinette said, with her voice trembling a little bit. 

“So the heroes would have been about 13- 15 give or take when they first started given the assumptions are correct…?” 

At her nod, Jason started pacing back and forth yelling, “FUCKING HELL, what the fuck they’re kids, they were babies when they started and they have to deal with the saving the fucking world every fucking week. I admit I was young too when I started, but it was my own choice and I got FUCKING killed for it!” 

‘That’s why he has such a tainted soul, it absolutely reeks of destruction and creation magic, I’ll have to talk to Tikki later to see if we can get rid of it’ Marinette thought wisely. 

“B, why in the everloving hell did you let fucking kids fight in a goddamn war alone?!” Jason yelled at Bruce while still pacing the floor of the batcave. 

“Hood, they are only one able to fight in these battle, no matter what we do, we would not be able to fight, the best we do is investigate the villain. 

Hawkmoth, the super terrorist, is the one creating the akamus. We find him, we stop the akumas.”

“You mean we just sit here while these kids are out fighting and there’s absolutely nothing we can do?” Tim spoke up, finally finding the courage to speak. 

Batman simply shook his head.

A/N: ok, so like I have five chapters of this posted on ao3 if you want to read it there, (im taking a minute to post it on tumblr bc im lazy. ok) Also I swear I’m working on chapter 6, i'm just stuck on a particular scene and its taking a minute to figure out how I want to transition. on a side note this fic is honestly just something that my brain decided it would be a good idea to write at 2am so like don't expect too much.  (sorry for the rant)

Taglist: (people asked in the last chapter to add them, so if you want to be added just ask. I probably wont respond, maybe, but I will definitely add you) 

@alyssadeliv @yannowhatigiveup @sekhmet5

#maribat #daminette #maridami #damian x marinette #honestly I don't even know what this fic is anymore #crossposted on ao3 #miraculous crossover #mlb x dc

[crew-of-the-detz]

The Prolouge

So, I may have bitten off more than I can chew. I may or may not have started working on a short little novel since Im taking a break from the TTRPG game I’m making. I decided instead of writting from the perspective of the well known Detz personnel such as Capt. Kev, Klove, Peacock, Johannson, Herkendel, etc. Why not write from the perspective of a new “asset”? The story follows a woman who has lost almost everything, and attempts to rebuild her life which eventually leads her to the Detz. Below the break is the prolouge, enjoy!

Prologue: A Miserable Little Nobody

The truth was simple, Eliza Korlin was a nobody. A daughter of nobodies, raised by nobodies. The Human-Burso war didn’t care about the nobodies, those caught in the crossfire were just another number added to the tally of active casualties. A bomb hit Eliza’s domicile when she was 10, a Human bomb meant for a Burso warship that according to the report was off by only nine degrees. Nine degrees, just enough for the bomb to miss the hull of the warship and send it careening towards the asteroid they lived on. Evacuation was delayed, a Burso scrambler cutting communications. Eliza remembered crossing the threshold from her domicile to the docking bay, her parents close behind. The asteroid shuddered and Eliza was thrown to her feet. When she looked back for her parents a cold metal shutter blocked her view. A viewport along the ceiling showed her metal fragments and corpses vented into space. A body with her father’s rucksack caught her attention in particular. An older woman picked her up and rushed her to a shuttle, the shuttle left her home and family behind. A shuttle full of nobodies. Her father was a factory worker, her mother a nurse. Her father had black hair, her mother had blonde hair. 

She doesn't remember much more than that, aside from little stories her father told her to help her sleep. She used to know their faces, but now that she’s 27 she has trouble remembering much more than the color and length of hair. She remained a nobody even after leaving that place. She was put into a foster care system, bounced from home to home. She had become a juvenile delinquent when she hit the age of 15, a mean streak emerged when she developed a habit of getting in fights. She was first arrested at 18 for the theft of a vehicle from a state employee. She wasn’t a kid anymore, she went to prison for 3 years. She learned things in an orbital prison, mostly how to keep herself alive. She got jumped near the end of her sentence, ran her mouth off too much to the wrong person and was nearly beaten to death in the showers at the age of 20. The experience “scared her straight”, well, as straight as a traumatized young felon can be. She was released at the age of 21 and realized she was still a nobody, despite the clout she had earned in prison. For a while, she worked at a burger joint. Living off of a minimum wage paycheck and instant ramen. She was a nobody to everybody, just a face in a red hat that handed them greasy burgers. She had no family, no friends, everyone she met looked at her as if she was a blur. 

Eventually she got fired, her temper getting the best of her with a particularly abrasive customer. With no friends, no family, and little to no money she grew desperate. At the age of 25 she answered an ad requesting deep space scroungers. She got out of her apartment and left on a shuttle the following day. As she looked around she noticed a few faces like hers, rough, scarred, mottled, almost blurry. Nobodies. She arrived out on an orbital platform and was trained in a zero-G environment. Scrounging was dangerous, but it paid well. Perfect for a woman alone in the world, nobody to mourn her should an accident happen. Scroungers had multiple jobs; the easiest being drone control, the most dangerous being ship incursion and extraction. 

Drone control was like playing a video game, using drones to collect cargo that had spilled or ship chunks broken off of larger vessels. Incursion and extraction could be done one of two ways: a MMU suit or a Malenshar craft. The MMU was quick, an intricate set of thrusters attached to a space suit. MMU pilots could squeeze just about anywhere getting at valuables with their cutting tools before moving them back to the collection zone using a tether tool or a good old rope and clamp. The MMU unfortunately doesn’t protect against most occupational hazards.

 A scrounger always had to worry about fire from gas lines, shock from live electrical systems, a cracked visor, or the most fatal of all: Depressurization. Depressurization was the worst thing a scrounger could deal with. Make a cut into a room with pressure you would have the whole steel wall and everything inside flying at you at several dozen meters a second. The Malenshar craft was a small orb-like craft with a gripping arm and a tool arm. It was your best defense against depressurization, able to take a beating and still keep going. However the malenshar is large, suitable only for large craft. It was also slow and required large amounts of fuel that would come out of the scroungers paycheck. You run out of fuel, you’re dead in the water with limited oxygen. Plenty a scrounger died in a spherical coffin, waiting for another scrounger to pick apart their dead Malenshar for parts. Eliza had signed on with a scrounging company working out in the belt of her local star system. Plenty of small crafts got lost in the belt as well as the occasional freighter or cruiser left for scroungers by the war or some other tragedy. Eliza had become quite skilled with the MMU suit, able to slip into ships and get their entire worth out to the collection zone for the barge to pick up. A smelter barge would come by after the collection barge to melt down the hull and bulkheads of the ship. 

Her first year on the job, she saw more money then she’d seen in her entire life. She even began to make friends, for the first time in her life she felt seen. Blurred faces brought into focus by the time spent together, the things they went through together. People took time to be around her and people paid attention to her comings and goings for once. Her second year on the job, she experienced her first loss. A good friend of hers named Jason cut a room that was pressurized. The wall blew out into thousands of shards and launched a databank through his skull, there wasn’t a body left to collect. The scroungers got together that night and poured one out for the dead man. Management let them have the night, but early next morning they had to make up for the lost time. Eliza was assigned to the ship Jason was working on. Somebody had to finish the job. Working that ship felt wrong, she always felt that she was being watched. The natural entropy of space carried bits of Jason through the ship, bits of MMU scattered about which added even more to haunted ambiance. But it was a job that needed doing, putting nerves aside Eliza did what needed to be done, even salvaging the thrusters of Jason’s MMU for a little pay boost. She didn’t feel good about it, but it felt even worse just leaving credits free floating in space. 

The job had made her a different person. She no longer felt unseen, the violent spark in her chest had died down, and she woke up every day with a purpose. However, where the anger once was greed had taken residence. She had been contracted for 5 years, and she wanted to leave with every credit she could. Not many scroungers completed their contracts, but those that did often lived the rest of their lives comfortably. Some settled down, others used the funds to reintegrate into society. Greed drove her, made her mean in some regards. The anger flared up occasionally when other scroungers tried to take contracts that she wanted, but she mostly played nice. 

The job had changed her physically too. One needed to be in good shape to work an MMU efficiently. Her height put her at a natural disadvantage; smaller MMU pilots were able to thrust easier, brake easier, and get around obstacles easier without cutting. Most of her down time was spent exercising, the scroungers had a gym that was free to use at any time. Over time, her body morphed from soft around the edges from her time in the city to a hard springy muscle bound machine. Yoga was her go to to ensure she remained limber and flexible. Every little thing about her body had to be considered since she started working as a scrounger. She kept her hair short, oftentimes buzzed completely, to keep it from getting in her face and to free up space in her helmet. She also had the piercings and metal based tattoos removed from her body, less metal means less materials that can build a charge or be affected by electro-magnets inside the ships. 

So Eliza works as a scrounger, cutting apart leviathan carcasses of ships to earn a living that she might never get to live. She is into the third year of her contract, and things are working out well for her. Too well, the universe is a grand scale with a balance to be maintained. An equalizer is heading to the belt, and Eliza has no idea what’s coming.

#sci fi #scifi #sci-fi #original fiction #fiction #humans are space orcs #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #detz #my novel

[writingsbymarie]

Its You

Word count: a whole 5.4k 

Pairing: Tom Holland x Female!Osterfield!reader

Warnings: Some steamy make outs, dancing without space for Jesus, swearing, Harrison being a cockblock lol

A/n: This is the longest Fic I’ve ever written so I hope yall like it.

Masterlist

 Harrison is probably the biggest pain in your ass. Yes, you loved your older brother, but he was extremely overprotective when it came to you. Yes as your older brother he was “responsible” for you but sometimes it could be annoying as hell. You and Harrison currently shared a flat together splitting the price in half. The college you were going to was right by his flat so he offered to let you live in the other room in his flat since he was looking for a roommate since Tom was gone a lot and honestly so was Harrison which was definitely nice. But on the topic of Tom. Tom Holland had to be the nicest guy you ever met. You had a huge crush on him and by huge your in love with him. Your crush started 4 years ago. You were 15 and he was 19. Tom came over to see Harrison, but Harrison was running late. You were sitting on the couch wrapped in the blankets with a bowl of popcorn watching The Avengers when you heard someone open the door.

“Harrison” you called thinking he was back from the store. 

“Not Harrison, it’s Tom,” he said as he walked into the living room. He was wearing a tight white shirt with sweatpants making you drool a bit. Before you had a crush you always thought he was hot, but then that developed into feelings. 

“Harrison is at the store right now, but he should be back soon. You can watch Avengers with me until he comes if you want” you smiled patting the couch gesturing him to sit down.

“Could never say no to Avengers” he laughed taking a seat next to you. You looked over at him to see goosebumps arise on his skin, so you shifted puting half the blanket over him. You also scooted closer to him and your legs were touching. He smiled at you making you blush and look down which he definitely notice making you want to hide under the blanket.

“Ya know this is gonna be you in like a year” you grinned, and he laughed.

“Yeah I don’t really know how to handle it I’m still freaking out” he laughed covering his face. 

“You’re going to be amazing, you are so talented, and soon you’re going have a whole army of fangirls, you’re gonna be a Harry Styles” you declared putting your hand on his shoulder. 

“You think so” he questioned. “Its a lot to take in, and I’m the third Spiderman what if I’m so much worse than Toby and Andrew”

“Tom, trust me, you are going to be incredible and they are gonna love you” you assured, and he smiled at you which he had done many times before, but this time your heart melted and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks yet again.

“Thanks, Y/N” he replied grabbing your and hand and giving it a squeeze. 

And that was the day you realized you had a crush on Tom, and flash forward 4 years later and that so-called crush was now love. And your love for Tom was now starting to drive you a bit crazy. Due to your crush on him you broke off things with guys way too frequently, and you knew that you would always be his best friends younger sister, but you had some hope that maybe, just maybe he felt the same way. 

“Harrison can Willow and I please come to the club with you tonight, we can’t get in without you and Tom” you begged. There was a club by your flat that was supposed to be one of the best, but it was so hard to get into, but since you knew a certain celebrity that was going tonight you could get in with him. 

“I do not need to see you wasted all over a bunch of guys, absolutely not I am not clubbing with you” he maintained causing you to groan. 

“Ugh Harrison please, it’s supposed to be the best night they have had in a while and I’m 19 you have to stop acting like im 14 please” you complained.

“Harrison just let her come it’s gonna be an awesome night” called a voice from down the hallway. It was Tom who was staying at your flat to catch up with Harrison for the week. You felt heat rush to your face but quickly brushed it off.

“SEE, Tom agrees that you’re being overdramatic so Willow and I are going” you declared with a smile on your face. You were pretty sure Harrison’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. 

“Fine, but if I see any guy touching you, ill beat his arse” Harrison grumbled as he walked to the kitchen. You saw Tom emerge from the hallway with no shirt making you feel a bit dizzy. He held out his fist and you bumped yours with his giving him a smile. 

“Thanks” you breathed looking at the ground to stop yourself from checking out his body. He had just finished filming for Far From Home and his muscles were honestly too much for you to handle. You started to walk forwards towards your room to call your friend, but of course, you ran into slipping in on the tile causing you to fall. But you didn’t hit the ground. Toms strong arms caught you and your hands were currently places on his bare chest. And to say you were gone was an understatement. You looked up and met his eyes taking a deep breath. When you realized where your hands were you immediately removed them your face literally turning tomato red. 

“Sorry” you squeaked practically darting past him to your room. You quickly shut the door putting you back against it taking a deep breath. You put your face into your hands feeling the warmth from being so embarrassed. You walked to your bed flopping down on it. You grabbed your phone and messaged your best friend Willow telling her tonight was a go. Tonight was the night you were going to get over your ridiculous crush on Tom and find a cute guy and have the time of your life. 

***

You were leaving for the club in about 5 minutes. Willow had arrived at your flat wearing a skin-tight navy blue dress with satin pumps. You were wearing something similar except your dress wasn’t as short, and it was red. You walked to your room grabbing your purse. As you walked out of your room you ran into Tom whose eyes widened when he saw you. You swore you saw his eyes skim over your body, but you pushed that thought to the back of your mind. He was wearing a black button-up with jeans and well he looked hot as fuck. 

“You clean up nice Osterfield” he smirked, and when you say you almost passed out you were not lying. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, and as he said that he for sure checked you out. 

“T-thanks” you stuttered walking away from him towards Willow who looked like she was about to burst out laughing after seeing that whole altercation. You quickly gave her the death glare. Harrison walked out of the bathroom and the second he looked at you his jaw dropped.

“Okay yeah, you are not wearing that” he exclaimed making you frown.

“Haz, I can wear whatever I want, and out uber is here, so we have to go,” you said before he could say anything else you grabbed Willow’s arm and walked out the door. Harrison jumped into the front seat and you sat in the middle between Tom and Willow. Your thighs were touching and your heart was racing and Willow could tell, so she started laughing. You just shook your head leaning your head back on the seat. The club was only a Ten-minute drive so you were there in no time. You got out of the car and took a deep breath. You were going to find a cute boy, get drunk and forget about Tom. 

You walked towards the entrance behind Tom and Harrison. Tom showed his Id and gestured for you guys to go in. You walked in to see lights flashing and music booming. Willow immediately grabbed your hand dragging you to the bar.

“Stay safe” yelled Harrison as you walked off. You turned one last time to give him a thumbs up and then you disappeared into the crowd of people. You both took a seat at the bar ordering a shot of vodka to take the edge off. The bartender poured the vodka into the shot glass and you downed it the taste burning your throat. You shook your head making a disgusted face from the horrible taste and Willow laughed and took hers. The bartender then gave you some kind of margarita and told you it was from the guy to the right of you. He was cute, but he looked a little old for you so you just smiled and looked away. Your eyes traveled to the dancefloor as you sipped your drink. Your eyes landed on Tom who was dancing with a gorgeous brunette which honesty stung. But when you made eye contact with him. He winked. The dude fucking winked, and honestly, you thought you imagined it because you were a little tipsy, but he definitely winked. You turned quickly ordering another vodka downing it once again. You were never going to get over him you thought as you leaned against your hand closing your eyes. You felt a tap on your back thinking it was just some random guy you stood up and turned around to say you werent in the mood to dance, but you were face to face with Tom.

“Hey” he bubbled stumbling a bit. He was much more intoxicated than you obviously.

“Hi” you responded a bit confused why he left the dance floor with the girl he was with before to talk to you.

“Are you having fun” he questioned wiggling his eyebrows. Making you laugh a bit. 

“Yeah” you lied. He obviously noticed because his smile turned to a frown. He grabbed you handed making your whole body go stiff.

“Come dance with me, I want you to have fun” he beamed dragging you to the crowded dance floor. You were too shocked to say anything and before you could protest you were on the dance floor. Tom started dancing like an idiot shaking his arms and jumping up and down to the beat making you giggle. You swayed a bit to the music still nervous to do anything. Tom noticed that you were uneasy. He came closer to you and put his lips close to your ear.

“Just relax Y/N, and dance I swear it feels so much better when you just feel the music and forget about your problems” he assured and then backed away and smiled. You took a deep breath. He was right you were being uptight and worrying too much. You knew you should be enjoying this because you were currently dancing with your crush. Even though this was not your goal of the night you should make the most of it. You smiled back and started to sway your body to the music. You lost yourself in the music forgetting all of your problems just like Tom told you to. You danced with yourself for a song until you were pushed into Tom by another girl. You took this opportunity to wrap your arms around his neck. You refused to look at his face, but he didn’t object. Instead, his hands found your waist. You were already steaming hot from dancing and being enclosed in so many people, but somehow you felt yourself get even hotter. You both swayed to the music and you rested your head on his shoulder. You decided to make a bold move and you turned your body pressing your back against Toms. Honestly, you were making a move, and the only reason you were was probably the alcohol. Tom’s hands remained on your waist, but his grip got a bit tighter as your bum rubbed up against his groin. You felt his breath on your neck making you dizzy. He left a couple of kisses on your neck and then he spun you around to face him. This time you looked up at his face. There was a lot of tension, to say the least. His eyes went from your eyes to your lips and his head began to slowly get closer to yours, and suddenly reality hit you. You were about to kiss Tom Holland. The person you have been in love with for way too long. It was 100% the alcohol because there is no way you could this sober. You closed the gap connecting your lips with his. His lips were soft against yours. It was a slow sensual kiss. He pulled away, your foreheads still connected. 

“You’re Beautiful” he proclaimed, and he kissed you again. This time it was much faster and needier. You pulled him as close as you could and his hands fell to you bum making you gasp into the kiss. He took that as an opportunity and slipped his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues fought for dominance him obviously winning. Your lips moved in sync and you felt as if you were on cloud nine. You made out on the dancefloor for what felt like hours until you felt your phone vibrate from the pocket in your dress. You pulled away making Tom giving you a confused look. You took out your phone to see Harrison was calling you. Your stomach dropped when you realized you just intensely made out with his best friend while he was in the place. 

“I gotta take this” you squealed in a small panic terrified that he saw you and Tom. You answered the call once you got off the dance floor.

“Harrison are you okay,” you asked your heart beating out of your chest.

“Yeah I’m fine I was calling to see if you were okay” he responded. You let out the breath you were holding thanking god he didn’t see you and Tom. you felt your phone vibrate quickly looking down seeing a text from Willow saying she was exhausted and ready to leave when you were.

“Yeah, I’m fine, Willow and I are gonna head out, but you and Tom have fun okay” you insisted as you walked towards the exit.

“Sounds good, Tom and I will probs be out for a couple more hours, just let me know when you get back to the flat okay” 

“Okay, See ya later” you finished hanging up. You texted Willow to meet you outside the club as you exited the front of the club. The cold air hit your body, and you started to process what happened. Yeah, it was wrong, but it felt so right. You couldn’t stop smiling. You turned to see Willow walking out the doors of the club the huge grin still on your face. Willow wiggled her eyebrows. 

“Girl I haven’t seen you this happy since you met Jake Gyllenhaal what happened” she questioned. 

“I kissed Tom” you squealed, and her eyes widened

“No fucking way” she gasped, but you just nodded. You both jumped up and down like two five-year-olds who got what they wanted for Christmas. “You need to tell me everything” she exclaimed. 

“Okay my first question is was he a good kisser” she pressed.

“Oh my god yes, his lips may be thin, but holy shit that man can kiss, and the way his hands felt on my body I thought I was gonna pass out” you giggled and her face was filled with excitement for you. 

In the uber, you explained how everything went down and the Uber driver probably thought you guys were crazy because you were both freaking out. Willow was the only person you ever told about your massive crush on Tom and shes “shipped it” since the beginning. You guys exited the uber stumbling up to your flat. You both plopped on the couch turning on the TV grabbing a snack. You both talked about your nights until you both knocked out the TV still playing. 

***

The next morning you woke up on the couch and Willow was still fast asleep, but she was on the floor making you chuckle. You dragged yourself from the couch to the bathroom your head throbbing. You looked honestly horrible. Your makeup was smeared you were still wearing your clothes from last night. Your hair was knotted as well and you honestly looked insane. You popped and Advil and stepped into the shower. You washed all the makeup off your face your body relaxing as the hot water hit your body. The headache began to go away and then you remember what happened last night. Your closed eyes shot wide open. You made out with Tom. you felt excitement but also dread. Questions flooding your mind. What if he regrets it? What if he doesn’t even remember? What if it ruins our friendship? What if he tells Haz? Honestly, the thought of facing Tom made you so anxious you wanted to throw up and it wasn’t the hangover talking. You finished up in the shower and wrapped a town around your body. You exited the bathroom to see Tom who walked out of the guestroom. You stopped dead in your tracks. He looked hungover just like you. You were not ready to face him so instead of saying anything you darted to your bedroom closing the door. This was going to be a long day. 

After getting dressed you walked out of your room to the kitchen to see Tom and Harrison making coffee. You avoided looking at Tom, but you for sure felt his eyes on you. Willow was still knocked out on the floor next to the couch, so you went over shaking her awake. She groaned sitting up rubbing her neck. 

“I’m so fucking hungover” she groaned standing up to go to the bathroom.

“You feeling okay,” Harrison asked. 

“Yeah, a killer headache, but yeah” you breathed. “I’m assuming your fine since you never get hungover you lucky bastard” you laughed.

“Yep I am totally fine, sucks you got the bad hangover gene” he joked making you laugh. 

“Why did you leave so early,” Tom asked catching you off guard. You finally met his gaze but you quickly looked away. 

“Willow and I were both tired” you mumbled as you sat down on the couch. 

“Did you have fun at least”  he probed. You knew he remembered which just made you more embarrassed because you were avoiding him, and you were going to continue to avoid him because talking to him about it freaked you out way too much. 

“Uh yeah” you sighed. You heard the bathroom door open revealing a sick looking Willow. 

“I think I drank too much yesterday” she groaned. You lifted yourself from the couch going to Willow. 

“Haz, I’m gonna take her out for burgers across the street, so I’ll be back later” you declared. You felt Toms eyes on you again and you looked up for a split second your eyes meeting his, and he gave you the “we need to talk look”, but you looked down ignoring it. “Willow I’m just gonna grab my shoes and we can go” She nodded and walked towards the couch to gather her belongings. You made your way to your room and once you walked through the door you went to your closet. Right as you turned around you heard your door close. You whipped around to see Tom. 

“We need to talk about last night” he pressed. 

“What about last night” you shrugged trying to act oblivious. You felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest. Your stomach was doing backflips and you were damn near about to go into full panic mode.

“The kiss Y/n, I know you remember” he scoffed. Walking closer to you.

“Oh that,” you said dumbfounded. 

“Harrison can’t know, It was a mistake we were both drunk” he addressed making your heart sink. That hurt. You felt your heartbreak, and you felt tears begin to form in your eyes, but for your sake, you took a deep breath trying to act like you were fine. You were trying to figure out how to as if the kiss meant nothing, but it honestly meant so much. 

“Y-yeah” you agreed looking down at your feet. Your nails dug into your palms and you bit your inner cheek to try and hold yourself together. 

“I’m glad we’re on the same page” he confided. You didn’t say a word though. You were scared that if you did you would break. So you simply slid your shoes on him and pushed past him not even looking at him. You walked right out the door Willow following you most likely confused. 

“You okay” she questioned looking at you with concern, and you just broke down the tears you were holding back finally flowing down your face. 

“He said all of it was a mistake” you whimpered. 

“Aw honey I’m so sorry” she offered wrapping her arms around you. You hugged her back crying in her arms for a minute, but you pulled away wiping your eyes. You weren’t going to let him hurt you like this. It was one kiss, and you weren’t going to let it ruin your life. 

***

It had been about a week since the Tom innocent, and as much as you wanted to say that you were fine you were heartbroken. You had completely avoided Tom the whole week, which he definitely noticed because he texted you asking you if you were alright, and you just didn’t respond. Unfortunately today you were going to have to see him because the Hollands were throwing a pool party which you had already agreed to go to. 

“Y/N we gotta go or we’re gonna be late” Harrison called, 

“Coming” you yelled back as you grabbed towel slinging it over your shoulder. You walked out of your bedroom meeting Harrison in the kitchen.

“Are you okay, and please be honest with me because you’ve been acting weird all week” he acknowledged hia eyes soft. You gave him a soft smile and wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m okay just having a rough week, thank you for caring” you whispered. You backed away from the hug. Harrison gave you an endearing smile that you returned and then you were off to the Holland residence where you would spend the whole afternoon attempting to avoid Tom. 

***

When you reached the Holland house you were greeted by Sam. You and the twins were pretty good friends. You were the same age as him and you guys had attended the same school. You gave Sam a small hug and then he led you to the backyard. 

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever Y/n how have you been,” he asked curiously. 

“uh, pretty good, what about you, anything new with you” you queried. 

“Nah just the same old boring stuff as usual” he laughed as you walked towards the pool. You saw Paddy swimming in the water. His eyes lit up when he saw you. You were Paddys babysitter because the boys were never home, and you didn’t go out to the clubs much. Paddy got out of the pool running up to you giving you a big hug making you yelp.

“Paddy you’re gonna get my clothes all wet” you exclaimed trying to pry him off, but he just giggled now trying to get you as wet as possible. 

“Will you come swimming with me” he beamed as he started to shiver.

“Of course just let me get my stuff together and I’ll come swim” you laughed he smiled wide then ran back into the pool jumping in. You found an empty spot and placed your belongings down laying your towel out on the lawn chair. You peeled your shirt off and pulled your shorts down. You then turned towards the house to see Tom’s eyes on you. He was yet again checking you out, and it pissed you off. You didn’t understand what he was playing at. You shook your annoyance off and headed towards the pool. There were a couple younger kids who were most likely paddys friends, and then Sam and some other people from your school in the pool. You entered the pool slowly the water cold against on your skin. 

“Just jump in Y/n youll get used to it” Sam laughed. 

“No way in hell am I jumping into this pool” you shivered, but then Sam grabbed your arm pulling you into the water with a small shriek. Your body hit the water and you felt the cold seep onto your whole body. You shot up from underwater shivering.

“Sam I hate you” you shrieked as you splashed him, but he just laughed. 

Once you finally got used to the water you joined the game of Marco polo which then led to chicken fights. You were currently on Sam’s shoulders laughing your ass off because neither of you could stay steady. You were currently up against Harry and Paddy. Somehow Sam slipped making you both fall into the water. You both came up from underwater facing each other and you both burst out laughing falling into each other. You were pretty sure Sam was flirting with you. He was being extra touchy, and he kept complimenting you. You didn’t mind though, and as bad as it sounded you hoped Tom was watching. You hoped he was jealous. When you looked over at Tom he was watching, and his jaw was clenched as you began to flirt back with Sam. You felt bad because Sam was your friend, but making Tom jealous made you feel like you were on top of the world.  

“Sam I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick” you called as you pushed yourself out of the pool. You walked to your lawn chair grabbing your towel. You wrapped it around your body and entered the Holland home. You walked to the bathroom and did your business. You washed your hands then exited the bathroom to find Tom waiting outside the door.

“Why were you flirting with my brother” he pressed.

“Why do you care who I flirt with, you have no right to question who I flirt with” you sassed.

“I don’t care” he defended his jaw clenched. 

“If you don’t care why did you ask” you provoked an eyebrow raised.

“I don’t know” he quipped his cheeks tinting red.

“Are you jealous” 

“No” he replied extremely quick.

“I don’t believe you” 

“I am not jealous” he defending moving closer towards you until you back hit the wall. He was so close to you, you could feel the heat radiating from his body. The tension in the air was thick. Your heart was beating out of your chest. You both stared at each other for what felt like age until Tom slammed his lips against yours making you squeal. Your eyes were wide open. You didn’t kiss back at first. After a couple of seconds, your eyes fluttered shut and your arms moved up his torso to wrap around his neck. His arms went from your waist moving over your bum to your thighs

“Jump” he mumbled against your lips, and you did as he said wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him as close as you could. Everything was moving fast. Tom’s hands began to fidget with the string of your bikini.

“Tom are you in here” 

It was Harrison. You jumped out of his arms so fast scurrying to the bathroom shutting the door. Tom looked just as panicked as you. He pointed to the bathroom gesturing you to go in.  

“Uh yeah, I went to go find one of the inflatables for the pool” he lied. You heard their voices get quieter until you couldn’t hear them anymore. You let out the breath you were holding. You dragged you back down the door going into a ball. You put your face into your hands wondering what the hell was going on. You were genuinely confused, because he said the kiss was a mistake, but then out of no where he kissed you again. Talk about mixed signals. You stood up rubing your temples. You walked out of the bathroom back outside. You sat on your lawn chair and watched Tom from across the backyard. Your eyes met his and he gave you a smirk. This man was going to be the death of you. 

***

After the pool party, you headed back to the flat. Harrison had a date tonight so you would have the flat to yourself. You put a bag of popcorn in the microwave and turned the TV on. You looked at your DVDs seeing Spiderman homecoming on top of the stack. You didn’t want to watch it but you found yourself opening up the case and plopping the disc in the PlayStation. You heard the microwave go off and you strolled to the microwave dumping the bag of popcorn into a bowl. You shut the lights off and flopped onto the couch. You pressed the play button and the movie began. You sat there admiring Tom, thinking about what happened today. You wondered what would have happened if Harrison didn’t walk into the house. You were off in your head until you heard a knock at the door. You pushed yourself up and dragged yourself to the door. You looked through the peephole to see Tom. Your heart skipped a beat as you opened the door. 

“Can I come in?” he asked his eyes pleading you to let him in.

“Sure, so what brings you here Harrison isn’t he-”

“I can’t get you out of my head. Ever since the night at the club, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. And this is so wrong I mean you are my best friend’s little sister, and if he were to find out I’m pretty sure he would kill me” he blurted leaving you speechless. You stood there your mouth agape as you tried to process what he was saying. “Can you please say something” he begged.

“I don’t know what to say” you gulped. 

“I like you Y/n and not just as a friend” he expressed coming closer to you. He put his hand on your cheek and leaned into his touch. 

“I like you too” you whispered. Tom let out a sigh of relief bowing his head. You then put your hands on his cheeks bringing his face up to look at yours. You smiled softly at him and then connected your lips. The kiss was sweet and slow. Tom’s hands fell to your waist pulling you close to him. The kiss began to get more desperate. Hands roaming each other’s bodies. You pulled him towards the couch, and he laid you on the couch and then hovered over you. 

“I love that you’re watching my movie darling” He goated his lips from yours making you whine. You felt his lips fall to your neck sucking on it making you gasp and let out a moan. 

“I can’t help that you are so attractive and your acting skills blow me away” You felt Tom smile against your neck. 

“I’m pretty sure you’re the attractive one” he smirked. You pulled his head back to yours kissing him again. Your hands roamed his body sliding under his T-shirt. He then broke the kiss to pull it completely off. You gawked at his build body. 

“Like what you see” he smirked making your face flush red. He dove back down to kiss your neck making you moan again. He then sat you up to remove your shirt as well. You usually would be insecure, but the way Tom looked at you made you dizzy. You were so in the moment that you missed the sound of your apartment door opening. 

“What the fuck”  

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland angst #tom holland smut #tom holland fluff #tom holland x osterfield!reader #marvel #marvel imagine #tom holland spiderman

[kickassfu]

I think you recced fma and fma brotherhood and i was thinking about starting Shingeki no Kyoji as well, but im not in the mood for those really

not a fan of SnK tbh lol i think i’ve told you that before. right i remember recommending FMA! but that was it? that’s fair, sometimes you’re not in the mood for something.

anyway i’m going for manga here not anime (if you want anime tell me and i’ll think about it better cause as i’ve said before i haven’t watched anime in years)

D.Gray-man -  Set in a fictional 19th century England, D.Gray-man is the story of Allen Walker, a 15-year-old boy who roams the earth in search of Innocence. Washed away to unknown parts of the world after the Great Flood, Innocence is the mysterious substance used to create weapons that obliterate demons known as akuma. - It’s still ongoing (only gets updated like 4 times a year nowadays i think?) and its one of my favorites ever. The drawings get really fucking pretty as time goes on. Idk how far the anime went or if it’ll ever finish.

Akatsuki no Yona -  Being in love with a man of a lower rank was perhaps the only problem in Yona's otherwise peaceful life as a princess, until her world is irrevocably changed and she is forced to flee from her sheltered existence. - also still ongoing and that summary doesn’t do it justice, it’s about a princess that runs away with her bodyguard because someone kills the emperor (her dad) and she then goes looking for the “dragons” that are supposed to protect her, it’s amazing to see how she grows and changes, very good characters tbh. the anime also only had 1 season and i don’t know if it’ll ever get a second one.

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun -  At Kamome Academy, rumors abound about the school's Seven Mysteries, one of which is Hanako-san. Said to occupy the third stall of the third floor girls' bathroom in the old school building, Hanako-san grants any wish when summoned. Nene Yashiro, an occult-loving high school girl who dreams of romance, ventures into this haunted bathroom... but the Hanako-san she meets there is nothing like she imagined! Kamome Academy's Hanako-san... is a boy! - also ongoing lol ghosts!! and fantasy like stuff, in the modern world, i really enjoy it. and i think there’s an anime as well but idk how far along it is.

Jujutsu Kaisen -  Yuuji is a genius at track and field. But he has zero interest running around in circles, he's happy as a clam in the Occult Research Club. Although he's only in the club for kicks, things get serious when a real spirit shows up at school! Life's about to get really strange in Sugisawa Town #3 High School! - also fantasy/supernatural stuff. i guess u can kinda see what kinda stuff i enjoy LOL it’s also ongoing. i think there was an announcement there was gonna be an anime.

Ghost Hunt -  The decrepit building was condemned long ago, but every time the owners try to tear it down, "accidents" start to happen-people get hurt, sometimes even killed. Mai Taniyama and her classmates have heard the rumors that the creepy old high school is haunted - this one is older, i remembered it ‘cause i was just recommending a bunch of ghost stuff, but this one is....a lil more serious. There is anime as well, and i remember there was at least one episode that scared the shit outta me, so this one is a bit more horror like, it’s really good tho. Completed.

Kusuriya no Hitorigoto -  In the imperial court, a young woman is put into servitude, Maomao. The tale is just beginning for the woman doctor/pharmacist from the red-light district, as rumors circulate about the emperor's children's lives being short-lived. Her curious nature and thirst for knowledge pushes her to action. To satisfy her curiosity, this young doctor/pharmacist will investigate the origin! What is shifting in the imperial court..!? - ongoing and very fun, the MC is very smart and a bit of weirdo, there is also an ongoing chinese (i think) novel. pretty sure there isn’t an anime.

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii -  Somei Yoshino is a high school girl, born and bred in a yakuza family, but that hasn't stopped her from living a peaceful life - that is, until meeting her fiancé, Miyama Kirishima! - completely different from what i’ve recommended so far. if you like interesting but fucked up relationships this would be a fun read, and the MC looks meek at first but when her shit flips it’s super fun, the dude is off the fucking rails tho lol ongoing

Anyway this was just off the top of my head and I didn’t think about it too hard. But if what you wanted was anime tell me so. Or if you have in mind the kinda stuff you’d rather read or watch tell me, since this was more on my kinda taste than anything else. You could always watch Boku no Hero Academia that one’s pretty big right now and enjoyable. And I love Tokyo Ghoul but i need to be in the mood for that one ‘cause it’s a bit fucked up lol

#manga recs #this list is all over the place LOL #i'm so sorry #anon #Anonymous #ask answered

[falleninlove-archive]

(does a funky little dance) OFFICIAL! LEAN ON ME! TIMELINE! HERE WE GO

1986 - carly, the oldest of the ruro siblings is born and months later adopted by grace (a former broadway actress and manager of a small local cafe) and arthur ruro (a former guitarist who now owns a local music shop), a couple living in the tiny town of misky, arizona who can’t have bio kids but want a large family regardless

1987 - cameron, the second oldest of the ruro siblings, is born and months later adopted into the family

1989 - kayleigh and mary, fraternal twins, are born and adopted at two days old

general childhood information, spanning about 1990 thru 2000 - all of the girls receive musical education and are pretty much constantly surrounded by music, whether it be around the house thru their parents always having some kind of vinyl record on or helping out at their dad’s music shop

all the girls love it but kayleigh takes to it like a fish to water and starts learning violin at just age 4, and her mother begins giving her vocal training soon after

the girls discover alternative music and subculture through the magic of the fledgling internet, and carly, kayleigh, and cameron pretty much all become baby punks at like, 10-15 years old

2001 - kayleigh is invited to a music competition for Prodigious Youth at 12 years old. she is paired with Blue Scott, a shy, lanky kid from chicago who is also a massive music nerd like her. they win the competition and over the course of the week that they are working, they become best friends

over the course of the following years, they are constant pen pals, and see each other 2-3 times a year in person

2002 - when carly and cameron are teenagers, they decide to start a punk band, except in order to use all of their parents music equipment their parents FORCE them to include their younger sisters (kayleigh and mary). there is much griping and groaning about this

2003 - hey wait, that band is actually pretty good despite kayleigh and mary being only 15. they play their first show that isn’t at their local community centre without the knowledge of their parents and officially christen the band poison pop

carly graduates much to the chagrin of her parents, she gleefully declares she is not going to college

2005 - cameron, against her own better judgement, takes a gap year because the band starts recording their first album at home with their own equipment, and also starts playing more and more shows. at this point their parents know but are trusting cameron and carly to keep 16 year old kayleigh and mary in line and safe

blue introduces the girls to his friend ryka, a teenager a year younger than kayleigh and mary, who is shockingly good at guitar. she takes up kayleigh’s guitarist spot and leaves her free to do vocals only

they get lucky and happen to play a show at a large alt rock festival in phoenix, catching the attention of rising chicago-based label dissociation records who immediately offer them a record deal. they take it on the spot and dissociation flies them out to chicago a month later to sign the paperwork

2006 - they drop their first professionally recorded single, poison killed the prom queen. it shoots to the top of the charts, making poison pop one of the biggest bands in the nation overnight

they release their album of the same name that year as well, and with their continued success with the other singles, they cement themselves as the first truly household name in emo

2007 - they tour with another emo band called watch the skies, who quickly rocket in popularity, and immediately begin work on their next album. meanwhile, the girls are dealing with their first tastes of fame and they’re not dealing with it well <3

kayleigh and blue start fake dating to get the press off kayleigh’s ass about her love life. this..................is going to go exactly how you think it’s going to go. they move to LA together <3

2008 - batwings and crowbeaks drops to another massive success, and they continue touring. dissociation records, by this time, have taken almost complete control of their image and discography, so despite the record itself being quite good, it is nothing like what poison pop originally tried to make, and they’re starting to get fed up with it

not to mention dissociation has them on a near-constant work schedule, and they can’t take any significant breaks, abandoning their family and friends and almost any social lives they mightve had outside the music world

the only good thing to happen this year is mary getting married to her highschool sweetheart, mark. it is a nice wedding and probably the last time the girls will be happy together for a long time.

2009 - kayleigh and blue “break up” and stop talking to eachother completely. six months later, as they’re working on their third announced studio album bruises, the band (except kayleigh) decides to break up. upon hearing about this decision, kayleigh has a minor mental breakdown and cuts off contact with the entire band

bruises is never released, and the band is officially broken up by the end of the year, breaking out of their contract with dissociation through a legal loophole

2010 - kayleigh begins to find a life outside the band, and starts doing songwriting work with what remains of her connections in the industry, which she’s really good at and she really enjoys.

she finally fucking gets mental health help. jesus christ my gal. im so glad u are finally getting better

2011 - kayleigh makes up with pretty much everybody, including blue, but it’s a slow process. they spend their first christmas together as a family in 2 years

kayleigh and ryka discuss the fact that they still yearn for the stage, and an idea begins to form

2012 - ryka forms sparrow records, her own record label, and its first signee becomes half-dead, a two piece band consisting of kayleigh and her.

ryka moves to LA with her boyfriend rowan, and invites kayleigh to room with her. kayleigh, who knows blue is looking to move to LA and properly start his music career, invites him to room with them.

this is an idea that absolutely won’t backfire or dredge up any old feelings i’m sure

(just kidding. they’re dating by christmas <3)

2013 - half-dead releases its first album, at which point i have to admit i do not know anything abt half-dead’s release schedule fJSDKFHSDF.

what i do know is that they tour that year with long shot for speedy as their opening act and they instantly become band moms to them despite literally only being five and six years older than them at most. they just have that energy having been in the music industry for much, much longer than they have

2014 - blue releases his first album, wallflower, to shocking success!

2016 - half-dead is relatively successful, but kayleigh and ryka are not going to make the same mistakes this time round and they take a break in 2016. ryka n rowan move back to chicago, and kayleigh and blue buy their first house together!

2017 - the girls all get together on new year’s day and talk about poison pop. this discussion leads them to decide to finally bring back the band.

2018 - jetlag life, poison pop’s first album in over a decade, drops that summer, and they begin touring immediately afterwards with watch the skies!

2019 - blue proposes to kayleigh after 18 years of knowing each other and 7 years of dating. <3

2020 - blue and kayleigh FINALLY get married and nothing bad happens because this is my timeline

also poison pop, around the end of year, start dropping hints at another album....  👀

#dakota originals #lean on me #WHAM BAM THANK YOU MAAM #IT ONLY TOOK ME NEARLY AN HOUR #honestly that's a record for poison pop timeline infodumps #there's so much that happened that i didnt even mention #carly has a girlfriend #cameron gets married at some point #mary has a baby #there's so much #SO MUCH #but i focused on kayleigh and the bands for this one #this thing is 1.3k words #it's full fic length #i go so fucking feral when i infodump lean on me man

[cozyteez]

Hii, do u have any tips for writing fics?? I’m so used to writing research reports, lab reports, and formal essays that creative writing has become something I really struggle with. I guess it’s having the freedom to write anything and not knowing how to make sure it’s not corny. I tried outlining a fic one time but it was so frustrating LOLOLOL. Anyways, I love your ateez fics. They are so cute and creative!!

hi !!!! im like rlly touched u asked me and i feel u actually that's why i started this blog; im a biomedical engineering major so as u can imagine i dont get to take much creativity with what i write because writing papers and reports and proposals are so formulaic and u gotta stick to the facts so that being said i actually tested out of all my college writing classes so all my writing knowledge is from ap english in hs lmao so take it w many grians of salt

the #1 thing i do when im feeling sort of unmotivated about a story or maybe like like dragging myself thru mud to write it is to just write the "fun" part first. to me the fun part is usually the climax or maybe the like the "wouldn't it be cute if..." moment that came to mind that inspired me to write a blurb in the first place! then usually once i sort of get the ball rolling on that my brain will help me out and keep the momentum going by thinking of maybe "oohh okay maybe this can happen next" or "oohh and what if this led up to it" or !! just stop there !! something ive learned from my mx writing blog which is like a year older than this one was that you don't owe anybody context especially for a blurb so maybe it really is just 3 sentences of a cute moment u thought of like its whatever ur the one writing it

now for longer fics im going to be honest jongho's first love is my first and only completed attempt at a multi stage coherent story. and that was fueled purely based on the fact that when i look at jongho he just gives off sort a really excited sort of innocence that i wanted to further explore and personify through the idea of him experiencing love for the first time but even then i really struggled w the last part because that's where my personal experience stopped and i had basically nothing to go off of because ive never been in love so i did have to kinda wait for ideas to come to me. for prince yunho i have posted 4 chapters but have all the way through chapter 15 drafted. and by drafted i mean it's like 3 sentences of the overall idea. again, the fic was inspired by the duality between yunho's on stage vs. off stage persona where if somebody was to watch an ateez performance for the first time they may find him very serious and maybe even intimidating but atiny would know that his off stage persona (the one he choses to create for us anyways) is very silly and happy-go-lucky and approachable, which is why prince yunho is seen as narameth's strong and stoic pride and joy but in reality he's sort of clumsy but means well. so i let that and his relationship w xenia who is an original character (OC) sort inspire stories or interactions that i force into a plot line. so for example i believe when i first started thinking abt a prince au for yunho i thought "wouldn't it be funny if the first scene started out painting him as this strong and serious man and then cut to him choking on food or something" and that sort of inspired the idea of him being nervous abt the speech and then xenia came out of that because he needed a complementary character imo since i knew he was gonna be kind of one dimensional and then his backstory with xenia inspired other ideas and then one day i was sad and wanted a hug so that inspired a piece of the plot line and so on. so basically: let an idea or even an aspect of somebody come to you and just write it down, let it inspire other ideas. and don't be afriad to completely start over. i wrote a whole chapter for prince yunho and deleted the whole thing because i hated where it was going and started back from scratch. sometimes you have to revisit things abt your characters and their relationships with others to get a new idea. there's a story in every person and every relationship you just have to find the clues

here's an example of what i mean by "write the good part first". this is typically what the very first draft of a blurb will look like for me

((( blah blah blah basically its raining and y/n is sad bc wooyoung broke her heart two weeks ago idk maybe go into it maybe not)))

y/n is all sad and feeling sorry for themselves on the couch theyre past crying but still feel pretty shitty plus it's storming and cold outside. great

there's a knock on their door ofc they have the cliche "who could that be moment" even tho they lowkey know. we literally all know

so yeah wooyoung's there soaked in rain eyes puffy y/n thinks he's been crying

-this would be the "fun part". i'll fix all that garbage up top later or maybe even change it completely idk yet-

"y/n? i - uh. hi"

he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while you crossed your arms over your chest, fighting the urge to close the door and walk away for good

"hi? really wooyoung? is that the best you can do?"

(((wooyoung does smth idk)))

"well i just -"

"you just what? showed up here in the rain after you broke my heart and didn't even bother to tell me why? this isn't some romance movie, asshole. you can't just come here late at night and expect to find me all sad and willing to take you back because i'm not. so say what you're gonna say so i can get back to my life"

your face was red hot and you trying very hard, probably too hard, to fight back tears. ((( idk talk some more abt y/n's emotions then what wooyoung is doing)))

"look, i made a mistake i-"

"oh my god! why did i know you were gonna do this. i just knew as soon as i saw you-"

"will you let me get a fucking word in!?"

well that was new. in the entire time you'd known him he had never raised his voice at you like that, your shock causing you to immediately close your mouth and fold your arms back into yourself (((make y/n seem more scared))) noticing your reaction, he lowered his voice back down and instictively reached for you, heartbroken at the way you jerked away from his touch

"please y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to raise my voice it's just that i need to tell you that i regret what i did i regret breaking up with you so fucking much and you don't have to take me back i just need you to know how much you meant, no, mean to me. i still love you, a lot. there's not a day, an hour, a minute, or a single second that goes by that i'm not thinking of you"

"then why?"

your voice was small and wavering, your tears now dangerously close to spilling down your cheeks

"why what?"

"why did you break up with me like that, just all of a sudden"

he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked away

"because that morning i woke up before you and when i looked at you asleep next to me, i saw myself spending the rest of my life with you and it scared the shit out of me"

"why did it scare you?"

"because i just figured you didn't feel the same. i was selfish and wanted to save myself heartbreak down the line and so i told you i didn't wanna be with you anymore, but that was a mistake because it turns out i can't function with out you, i can't breathe without you i can't live without you, y/n. i shouldn't have let you go"

tears were now freely flowing down your face (((okay brain no work anymore y/n kisses him duh and then ofc they make up wooyoung prob says smth cheesy and y/n is like ur lucky i love you or smth ahaha the end)))

tl;dr -> don't be afraid to get messy. creative writing is not nearly as structured as academic/scientific writing. write whatever u want first it can even be the middle of a huge fight scene or some dialogue u think is funny. if ur stuck read what you have or maybe just take a break and let an idea come to you. a story doesnt have to come together til the very end so it can be as messy and out of order as u want until u wanna post it. also i would always use the third person omniscient point of view for a longer story like a chaptered fic as a default and only change if it would impact the plot in a negative way. this is where the narrator knows what every character is thinking/feeling and im p sure a teacher in middle school told me it was the easiest to write and follow

#sorry i got carried away #also rmbr how i was like my brain cant stop imagining dramatic and disgusting love confessions in the rain? i meant like that #it's so chessy ik 😔 bleh #amanda talks

[dcnnafms]

*  taps  the  mic  * testing , testing , 1 , 2 , 3 .... hello ? *  clears  throat  * hi guys & gals & non binary pals  !!  i’m  taylor  weighing  in  at  the  solid  age  of 20  years  old  aka  a  glorified  teenager  because  really  what  can  i  do  that  a  19  year  old  can’t  lmao ?  i’m  from  the  est  & couldn’t  be  more  excited  to  have  found  this  beautiful  gem  of  a  roleplay  !  honestly i haven’t been this excited about a group in ... forever  !  so i cannot wait to start roleplaying with you all  !   but for now i’m going to leave you with this intro because i’m going to the pats game tonight  ?!  and need to run & get ready because my friends are on the way  !  without further ado though , i think it’s time for me to introduce you to my lil baby donna who i haven’t played in like 7 months so please bare with me here while i find my footing with her again !  if you’d like to plot just give this a like or shoot me an im & i promise i’ll get back to you when i get home later tonight !

note : here career is here in this post btw !

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╰   playlist .  ◞,

1. let you go by machine gun kelly , 2. bmo by ari lennox  ,  3. death by trippie redd ft. dababy  ,  4. agree to disagree by sleeping with siren  ,  5.  night shift by dave east ft. lil baby  , 6. violent crimes by kanye west  ,  7. runaway by aurora  ,  8. love song by lana del rey  ,  9. all the good girls go to hell by billie eilish  ,  10.  i think im okay by machine gun kelly ft. yungblood  ,  11. envy me by calboy  ,  12. cash s**t by megan thee stallion ft. dababy  ,  13. yellow hearts by ant sanders  ,  14. what to do? by jackboys ft. don toliver  ,  15. the git up by blanco brown  ,  16. erase your social by lil uzi vert  ,  17. everything i wanted by billie eilish  ,  18.  bandit by juice wrld ft youngboy never broke again  ,  19. bop by dababy  ,  20. candy by machine gun kelly ft. trippie redd  . 

╰   biography  .  ◞,

an only child born to a secretary for a mother & an often unemployed father in athens , ohio in late 1996 . life for young donna was nothing out of any film you would enjoy watching . a childhood full of neglect & growing up much too fast for your own good . her father , matthew , had fallen into heavy addiction just a year before donna’s birth & her mother , denise , had learned to bury her sorrows with a bottle of alcohol . well below the poverty index there were many nights she knew she wouldn’t come home to food on the table but instead a slew of addicts getting their high in the middle of the living room , keeping the young girl up at all times of the night with their rowdy antics . 

by the time she reached third grade she’d learned that her day at school would go over much more smoothly if she made sure she had her backpack, coat & on the one off chance that there was enough food in the house pack her lunch , because if she waited for one of her parents to do it for her she’d never make it to school on time . her mom often had to rush to work in a hungover state & her father didn’t wake up until after she was already due for school , so donna had relied on the bus to get to & from school each day . 

at twelve she’d realized that she was much happier the less time she spent at home & so she did all she could to stay out with her friends . she became one of those kids you passed wondering where their parents were at that time of night as them & their friends wreaked havoc in the streets of athens . picking up smoking weed at the ripe age of thirteen , she quickly learned nothing was a better fix for how much she’d hated her life than a quick blunt . she’d fallen into a dark place at a very young age & from her perspective there was really no way out of the downward spiral she had fallen into . she blamed her parents for messing her up so badly & often when she was home it turned into blows between herself & her parents the end result always landed her at one of her friends houses for the night. 

it wasn’t until she was fifteen that she befriended a new girl whose parents took a liking to donna & really took her in . it was something like a safe haven spot for her , somewhere she always knew she could go & they’d want to hear about her day or feed her . they’re the ones who learned of donna’s wanting to join the school theater club & urged her to do so . they attended her first performance & her second, third , fourth , etc . 

one of her performances at the school garnered the attention of a screenwriter who felt she was a perfect fit for a character they were in the process of creating . this was when her first hollywood deal came , initially turning it down as she had no means to so much as leave the city of athens forget travel to an entirely different state . the screenwriter offered to take care of her completely & before she knew it she was working on the first installment of the hunger games . 

when she got back to athens after spending a few months in los angeles she’d realized just how much potential there was out in the world . at this point she decided to take things within her life a bit more seriously . there was a life outside of athens , ohio & donna was craving for it now . making the conscious decision to focus on her schooling with the hopes that she’d be able to get into a decent university . college had never been so much as thought for donna before she’d left the city but after filming a movie , she realized almost anything was possible even for someone like her . 

during this same year , her parents split up & her father got back together with his highschool sweetheart , this prompted her father to admit to donna that she had a brother who was three years older than her , who was actually in college . the two got to know one another fairly well when he’d come back home from school during breaks & the two found themselves loving the idea of having a sibling . mutually upset that they’d spent so much of their time not knowing each other so much as existed . donna lived with her father & step-mother amanda in athens & the change in her father was more than visible .  she was more than happy that her father had gotten on the straight & narrow , no matter what had to take place for it to happen & who he needed in his life for it to take place . in this time her mother moved to cincinnati & the separation actually made the relationship between donna & her mother stronger . 

in 2014 , she graduated from highschool & had committed to attending ohio state university as a theater major . during her time in columbus , ohio she & her new found friends took a liking to the downtown area where they found a hidden gem bar that often held open mic nights . this is where donna was really able to cultivate her love for stand up , despite dabbling in it a few times back in high school & whenever she was out in los angeles . she took to college well & somehow managed to juggle her education , career & social life fairly well . if you ask her how she did it , she’ll always give all the credit to her brother brody & maybe some residual credit to weed . 

in her sophomore year she’d fallen in love for the very first time , with one of the quarterbacks at her university . they dated for two years before he’d decided to transfer to lousiana state university . she understood why he did it , he had a career in football he was chasing & she couldn’t be mad at him about that . despite the long distance & at times very hectic schedules between the two of them she worked on being the most supportive girlfriend she could to him & made it out to any & every game she possibly could of his . 

after graduating from ohio state she moved down to lousiana in hopes to be with him more but her career kind of kept going & so she was nearly in louisiana just as often as she had been before moving down there. they made it work for a good amount of time , but the distance just started to become a little too much . donna is someone who craves affection after a childhood of not much affection to be sparred . she caught herself at times during the relationship on the verge of cheating , but she is a staunch believer that if you truly love someone you could never do something of that magnitude to them . it was a mutual break up , that came in the early months of 2019 . 

she’s now been living in calabasas since she moved out of louisiana & is learning to get back onto her feet without someone there to uplift her  . 

╰   scandal  .  ◞,

on december 23rd of 2019 a sex tape with donna’s name plastered all over it had been released online . it was a sex tape of her & her ex who by this time has cemented himself as the likely first round pick in the nfl draft . the sex tape took off & it seemed as though every time her team managed to get it down , it popped up somewhere else . both donna & her ex knew neither one was to blame for the leaking of the sex tape & so they worked together to figure out who was behind it , today their getting closer & closer to finding the person who did it . despite this , the tape is still able to be viewed on the internet it you dig hard enough . although not many have to do that as it had gone vial upon it’s initial release back in december . 

#cala.intro #<333333

[emsartwork]

1. Aterix is my fan transformation based on the third gift of destiny in season 4! like it never made sense to me that the gift of wisdom gives you sophix, the gift of heart gives you lovix, but the “black gift” is used more like a magic object on someone else as opposed to increasing a persons magic in a specific way??? I’ll be designing and explaining more about those soon @mariloki4 2. The faunix designs are here, and i haven’t done their animals designs yet! 3. So in my version, guardian fairy is more of a title given to alfea enchantix graduates, they don’t really have any responsibilities to their planet or anything lol  @elf-from-the-ashes 4. hoo boy, like just from scratch visually with the plot the same??? probably not too different from what i draw now since i like to have the characters all look different, but again, if i have no starting point to jump off from i have no idea what decisions i would end up making haha 5. Thank you! and yes! I am planning on getting to world of winx and the season extras soon here. 6. lol right?? every transformation i try to do seomthign different with tecna’s hair cus she deserves it but sometimes its hard (also i am ALWAYS tempted to just cut the other girls’ hair like YOU get a pixie cut and YOU get a pixie cut EVERYBODY’S getting a pixie cut)  @theoretical-artist 7.  I drew daphne and diaspro here! i am gonna take another stab at diaspro soon tho, i don’t like what i did before 8. I don’t know that i have one? like whatever one im currently watching i get used to the voices eventually. Musa’s voice change in season 3 (idk which dub) is the only one that consistently bothers me 9. Sure! the hair color change is because i was trying to make her look less like a terrible clip art witch on crappy halloween decor lol. here are some other hcs! She likes to knit. She has sensitive skin and breaks out easily. She regrets what happened with Valtor, like she knows he needed to be stopped but wishes she could have saved him(this is primarily why she cuts the trix so much slack before expelling them) She’s a mix of a lot of different ethnicities(solarian, melodian, and zenithian are the strongest) and was born on Magix. 

10. Domino: Scotland/Ireland/tiny bit of China Solaria: Egypt/Greece/Italy Lynphea: Spain/Mexico/India/Persia Andros: Hawaii/Indonesia/Philipines/Afghanistan/ and weirdly a little bit of Canada towards the poles. Melody: Japan/China/tiny bit of Korea Zenith: Russia/Mongolia Eraklyon: England/France/Germany/Colombia Vaonaa: Australia/the USA if the pilgrims never happened Zhen: Mongolia/Korea Koyu: Turkey? this planet is a little fuzzy culture wise and the environment isn’t anything we have on earth.

11.  Domino: 2 Solaria: it varies. Lynphea: 1 Andros: 2 Melody: 3 Zenith: 4 Eraklyon: 2 Vaonaa: 2 Zhen: 1 Koyu: 3

12. these are gonna be a little sarcastic because of who i am as a person im sorry @beevolution Domino: Hi we’re not dead and we have some really great mountain resorts please help us rebuild our economy Solaria: Sunshine all the time! The latest fashions! Don’t get lost in the desert because you will never be found! Lynphea: If you want a relaxing cottage retreat in a meadow come here, if you want a DEATH DEFYING TOUR THROUGH THE MOST WILD TERRITORY OF THE MAGIX DIMENSION also come here. Andros: You like the ocean? you’ll like it here. You don’t like the ocean? fuck off. Melody: CONCERTS! LIVE SHOWS! LIVE TAPINGS! PERFORMING ARTS!!!!!!!!!  Zenith: Technological wonderland, probably have theme parks about technology. nerds.  Eraklyon: Wanna buy jewelry and not talk to people? this is the planet for you. Vaonaa: Wanna buy fabric and talk to a lot of people? this planet is for you. Zhen: *Communication and transport to ZHEN is currently unavailable. Please hang up and try again.* Koyu: bitch why tf would you come here our atmosphere is posion. I guess we have pretty lights and stones???

13. oh gosh i don’t know..... Im really bad at celebrities. I love gillian anderson’s voice, but she would probably voice one of the adults not one of the girls. I like zendaya, lana condor, aubrey plaza, and steaphanie beatriz too. but like. They’re all 22 and over. Ideally the actresses (voice or otherwise) would be 16-20 age wise.  14. @powerpuffninja934​ the wings can move a little! as long as the fairy isn’t trying to fly with the chronix wings they can move slowly. 15. Thank you! and that would be really fun! 16. I mean the short answer is yeah, they would. Fairy transformations are basically cheat codes. fairy magic is “earned” through little effort or practice on the part of the fairy its like a grenade, its powerful and wide range, but can cause unintentional damage. Anybody can throw a grenade, and there are different type of grenades for different purposed(flash, smoke, incendiary) but all of them can hurt innocent bystanders if not used correctly. Witch magic, and most of the masculine magic systems, is like a sniper rifle, it can take years and a lot of practice to gain a mastery of the tool, but has less risk of unintentional damage. if fairies had worse PR and weren’t thought of as “good” (compared to the witches PR being aligned with the ancestrals and “bad”) fairy transformations probably wouldn’t be allowed on the grounds that its unsafe and unnatural. @lowko​  17. So magic is like a type of radiation/energy. Core Magic is like the electrical impulses that run the human body, its normal, safe, and part of the body. Natural Magic is like sunshine, its normal, safe(in low doses), and necessary. Ethereal magic is like a nuclear bomb. Its insanely powerful, targeted, and created/manipulated by the ethereal fairies usually for a specific purpose. Wild magic is like a cross between a freshwater spring and a natural radiation/electricity source(lightning?) its normal and part of the environment, but its dangerous and unpredictable. it also only effects a small area around it.  Wild and natural magics work in tandem in the same areas. Natural sources are stable enough to link magic to(the resulting transformation is called danix), but wild magic is not. Natural sources can become/ be replaced by wild magic when the natural source is polluted, cursed, or threatened by a natural disaster. Its theorized that wild and natural magics have a limited level of consciousness, and when a natural source retreats, the wild magic takes over the sources mouth in an attempt to let the environment heal and ward off any threats. Wild magic sources can stabilize and be replaced by natural sources, but its less common. Bloom and Stella are linked to the dragon flame, and the second sun of solaria, which is where their titles come from, but the other girls aren’t linked to anything in specific and their titles are mostly personal preference. Hopefully this makes sense??? I’ll probably do a masterpost on how my magic system works here soon. 18. Yeah so i never really had a problem with the age gap because most of my friends growing up were 2-3 years younger/older than me. Also in my version Alfea is a legit college, so the average freshman age is like... 18/19? but you could technically attend whenever. 19. I love magix winx, harmonix, and bloomix! for least favorite.... butterflix................ and mythix........................... and sirenix.......(tho i do love the sirenix transformation sequence)

#winx #winxesm #ask dump #askems #mariloki4 #elf-from-the-ashes #theoretical-artist #beevolution #lowko #powerpuffninja934 #anonymous

[morganapengdragon]

An English guide to fanfic 1

So I've read a lot of fic set in England lately, by writers who don't have anyone to 'brit pick' what they've written. But everyone deserves to be able to write stuff set in this hellhole of a country so if you don't have/want a brit picker but still want some general advice I'm gonna make a series of posts which might help with making your fic sound a little more natural. I'm gonna start with education because that's the one I've seen people have most problems with.

This is a long post so be warned

Education

There are 3 main parts of the school system (for comprehensive schools in England, I know it's different for rich people and people in Scotland/Ireland/Wales).

Primary school:

Primary school spans ages 4-11 and the years are

Reception: ages 4-5

Year 1: ages 5-6

Year 2: ages 6-7 (some schools make a split after this point, with the younger years referred to as 'infant' school and the older years referred to as 'junior' school)

Year 3: 7-8

Year 4: 8-9

Year 5: 9-10

Year 6: 10-11

A couple of information tidbits:

A lot of schools teach sex education in year 5 and 6. They tell you what sex is and what periods are. The year is split into boys and girls. They don't really talk about gay people, trans people or contraception.

It's not very common now but some schools will do a SATS exam in year 6. The grades go from 1-5 with 5 being the highest. They mean nothing but we all used to get stressed about them anyway.

Kids can also choose to do an 11+ exam if they want to go to grammar school. I never did it so I can't help you there. Some places in the country put more emphasis on the importance of grammar school than others (looking @@@ Kent) and some places don't have any grammar school at all.

Hard hitting insults when I was a kid were things like 'nerd' and 'weird'. We don't really use 'geek' much. 'Damn' and 'hell' aren't swear words here and kids will sometimes say them.

Most primary schools have uniforms

Secondary school:

Secondary school ages are 11-16 and the years are

Year 7: 11-12

Year 8: 12-13

Year 9: 13-14

Year 10: 14-15

Year 11: 15-16

There are 4 MAIN types of secondary school (afaik)

Comprehensive schools (like the one I went to) are your standard school. You just kind of have to live close to it to get in.

Grammar schools work kind of like comps but you have to pass the 11+ exam. Not everyone takes this exam (I never did, my closest grammar school is fuck off miles away). Apparently you get a better education there or something. Idk man but they like to make fun of the local comprehensives.

Private/public school. You have to pay to go to these types of school. I don't really know the ACTUAL difference between private and public but from what I can tell, public is more expensive and fancier. I think their version of primary school is called prep school?? All of the years work differently and every time a public school kid tries to tell me something about their education its gets more confusing. Rich people.

Boarding school. This is basically a private school but you live there and it costs more money than all of my possessions put together. There are quite a few, with some of the most famous being Eton, Harrow, Winchester etc. They are usually either all boys or all girls schools (those three are all boys schools). Rich people.

More detailed infos:

Year 7-9 is referred to as 'lower school' with 10 and 11 being 'upper school'

The exams taken in year 11 are usually GCSEs. These used to be called O-levels for some reason and lots of older people will sometimes call them that by mistake.

Kids choose which GCSEs they want to do at the end of year 9, and start learning the material in year 10.

Maths, science and English are all compulsory and make up 5/6 GCSEs (one maths, two English, two or three science).

Most people do about 10 and can pick from all of the other subjects what they want to do.

We don't really have a 'locker room' culture????

It's quite common for people to go to all girls or all boys schools.

Schools here are nowhere near as big as American schools. We probably won't have high budget theaters or particularly large sports areas.

I've never heard anyone talk about 'funding'???? Just assume nothing is funded, arts and sports alike. We do lots of fundraisers for anything expensive like rugby tours or school productions.

We still have that weird culture thing where like if you're smart then you can't be popular or play sports???? Strange.

Sitting at a specific table at lunch time isn't really a thing. Actually most people brought lunch from home and then would just sit somewhere outside. A lot of the buildings would be closed during breaks.

Not many people really drive to school.

Sixth form/college

After you finish secondary school most people go into either college or sixth form (or a sixth form college). Years are

Age 16-17: sometimes called year 12, sometimes called lower sixth, sometimes called first year

Age 17-18: year 13, upper sixth, second year

Sixth form:

Some schools have an attached sixth form. A variation of the school uniform is often worn, or students will be asked to wear smart clothing or something

There are also sixth form colleges which are a bit more informal, less of a school environment. Students usually tend to wear their own clothes and call teachers by their first names. They're usually viewed as well.

The qualifications earned at the end of year 12 are called AS levels. They count partially towards your final A level grade. Students usually do 4 and drop one at the end of the year. You can do more if you want tho (I did five and died). You can do whatever subjects you want. Like. Literally nothing is compulsory. You wanna do art, music, dance and anthropology? Fuck it why not?

The highest AS grade is an A. B and C is a pass. D and E are fail marks. U stands for ungradable i.e you got so few marks that your exam isn't even worth a grade.

At the end of year 13 you do A levels. You need 3 to get into uni. Some people do 4. They always regret it.

Grades for A levels are the same as AS but they go up to an A*.

Some schools do a thing called the International baccalaureate. I don't understand what it is and frankly it scares me. I don't know how it's graded or what you need for uni. It's a mystery.

Sixth forms can be comp/grammar/Private/boarding same as secondary school.

College:

You can do a bunch of different types of qualifications. Most popular are usually B-Techs and Diplomas.

You usually only study one subject as opposed to four.

From what I gather, the point in doing a B tech is it's more practical and less theoretical and aims to help you get the skills necessary to go straight into the work force.

Unis kind of have to evaluate B-techs fairly, but they don't like them.

Nobody thinks very highly of B-Techs unfortunately bc they're considered to be less academic and easier. Idk if that's the case but there you go. People will sometimes refer to shit versions of other things as 'B-Tech'. For example, Pepsi is just B-Tech Coca Cola. Boris Johnson is a B-Tech Donald Trump.

I know nothing about the grading system for either of these qualifications im sorry.

In a sixth form college there will be people doing A levels and also people doing B techs all in the same building.

University:

I won't go too much into detail but basically you get a degree at the end of it and degrees usually take 3 years to complete. Years are first year, second year, third year etc.

Some courses are longer and some people will do a year in industry in their third year, making their overall degree time 4 years.

Tuition is currently £9,250 per year. I have never met anyone who hasn't gotten a loan for this.

Most people also apply for a maintenance loan. You get money proportional to your family income. The highest is about £8,500 per year. Idk what the lowest is. Some people choose not to take out this loan and their parents give them financial support instead.

The pay back plan for these loans is super lenient, doesn't affect your credit score and is wiped clean after 35 years. Most students think of their loan as more of a tax than a debt (tho we all still cry about it).

People don't live in dorms. We call them halls of residence (or halls for short).

Most people don't live in halls after first year, they leave and find shared housing.

Most halls aren't catered.

Most halls don't have shared rooms.

Because we study so few subjects at A level, we do have this system in the UK where you take a bunch of different unrelated subjects in your first year and then decide on your major later. Instead you apply for a programme already knowing your major. So when I applied to university I applied to the BA French and German Linguistic Studies course at a number of universities.

Different courses have different entry requirements. So it's easier to get into uni to study History than it is to study Maths.

Each 'class' is referred to as a module, and all of your modules are usually related to your main degree title.

Stereotypically STEM students think that humanities students are dumb. Humanities students think STEM students are arseholes who don't know how to read so if you wanna have that kinda jock/nerd type rivalry but in uni then humanities/STEM is quite a good one.

We call all of our lecturers by their first names. Sometimes we go to the pub with them. I watched a documentary about gay porn with one of them. It's chill.

I've never seen anyone show up to a lecture in pyjamas. People would think it's weird.

We refer to clubs as 'societies'. I love being part of the Musical Theatre Society. It's sounds so much more impressive than club.

The English version of Ivy League is Russel Group. The most prestigious Unis outside of Oxford and Cambridge tend to be: Durham, St Andrews (Scotland), Imperial, LSE and Warwick.

Slang and Groups

We don't really use the word 'jock'. In my school we called those guys the 'Rugby Lads' because they all played rugby.

We don't really use the word preppy/peppy whatever because I literally don't know anybody who is like that.

Try 'Drama kids' instead of Theater kids.

The kids who do drugs and don't come to school are called road men. Even the girls. To do road is to deal drugs but you don't really hear people say that much.

If we can't be bothered to say a teachers full title we will usually call them 'sir' or 'miss' but not really ma'am.

'Hall Pass' isn't a thing.

Our school did have prefects but fuck if I know who they were. They didn't really have any extra responsibility or power.

School uniforms are a thing in most schools. The things people did to make themselves seem cool were things like rolling their skirts up super short, wearing the rugby ties on match days, trying to get away with shoes that don't TECHNICALLY break the rules but are deffo not allowed, wearing as much make up as they could get away with, without teachers noticing. Our school was p strict on uniform tho in comparison with a lot of schools in my area.

If your accent doesn't fit the standard for your area it will affect you in some way (depending on your accent).

Homeroom is called registration

Gym is sometimes called the sports hall

People don't really go to school matches unless they're dating sb bc we don't have bleachers.

Home ecenomics was called Food Tech and Textiles in my school

Woodshop or whatever is called DT (design and technology)

People don't get as involved in extracurriculars in school (but they do at uni).

We DO have houses and we get points given to out houses like in Harry Potter but unlike Harry Potter literally nobody gives a fuck. In my school they added a whole new house and moved everyone into new houses and literally nobody noticed and nothing changed.

There is a BIG difference between comp schools and all of the other kinds in terms of culture. I didn't know this until I went to uni and started joking about the time some kid started throwing chairs in RE (religious education) or when so and so tried to set our French teacher on fire and literally all of the grammar school kids were like O.O WTF.

Slang and school culture will also vary a lot depending on where you live. I live in East London which is not a very well off area but it IS in london so my experiences would match with that.

Everything is completely different in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland so like.... Sorry.

#Fanfic #British fanfic #English fanfic #british #Brit pick #Education #writblr #writing resources #An English guide to fanfic

[boyfriem-moved]

pl ea se info dump about your ocs

oh boy ok you,,, don’t want this but u already asked and it’s too late to go back so im just gonna start talking

ok so i have like 2 separate oc worlds and 3 seperate groups of ocs within those (these are just the main ones, there’s ones i don’t think abt anymore and ones i’ve abandoned and fan characters and stuff but if i went over all of that i’d be here all day so i’ll just stick with these)

so the first world is just our world, modern day, but with magic. there’s this one town, barnsley, georgia, that’s cut off from the rest of the world. most ppl drive by without ever noticing it, and if someone tries to go in who’s not wanted the town will disappear or try to kill them or just do something to keep them out. it’s a vaguely sentient town. in barnsley there’s a big forest and no one’s ever gone in and come out the other side. there’s ambiguous danger in the forest, mostly faeries who will make you fall in love with them and then kill you and harvest your bones and stuff.

so there’s like 4-6 characters depending on where we’re looking at in terms of what storyline i’m following (this is the one that i did nanowrimo for three (3) times and have over 100,000 words of thrown out content for and obsess over constantly so it has the most solid plot and there’s a lot of it) so anyways i’ll just go over all 6 and try to make it as simple as possible without talking about converging storylines and alternate drafts and stuff

ok! so! vi larson-park is the daughter of one of barnsley’s 3 great magicians! her mom could do all sorts of crazy magic and i can’t get into the parents’ backstory here bc they have a whole OTHER story and that’s just. too much (maybe i’ll do that later? we’ll see) so yeah her mom did magic and also made some bad deals and stole some stuff from the woods and indirectly caused some ppls deaths but it’s like fine probably. so vi grew up with her mom, natalie, her mom’s witch girlfriend, erica, and erica’s twin brother, simon (who i’ll get into later and also who doesn’t exist in half the scrapped drafts) in this big empty DEFINITELY HAUNTED house on the edge of town where erica grew up and they were good and happy. then like a year ago natalie was killed by nick, who i’ll also get into later, and that’s kinda the end of her story, vi and erica are obviously devastated and they have a funeral and vi starts having the occasional odd dream here and there, but things go back to normal after awhile. vi has absolutely no aptitude for magic, and because of that she often feels alienated by erica and simon who are VERY magical and always talking about things she doesn’t understand. she’s fiercely loyal and protective and not really scared of anything. she’s always wanted to know what’s in the woods but knows better than to go looking

tyler is vi’s best friend and also 50% whole entire Not Human. he either came from the woods or was found outside a random gas station in like arizona or something depending on which draft i’m going by, but either way he was found around two years ago and has been clinging to vi ever since. his backstory is a big unknown to the human characters and no one really knows anything about him. he’s a faerie prince, the son of the erlking, who’s sort of the ambiguous villain of the story but i’ll get into him later. he has 3 brothers, sorrel, dain, and kell. sorrel is the oldest and known as the winter prince, then there’s kell for spring, dain for summer, and tyler himself for autumn. (btw his name isn’t actually tyler technically it’s robin but i'm not gonna get into that rn.) sorrel is cool and collected and stone cold bitch, and all he wants is to be king so he roped tyler into helping him try and kill their dad, which failed, so then he lost his position in the royal court and now he’s doing tons of morally gray stuff in an attempt to get back in his dad’s favor so he can kill him for real this time. dain and kell are sort of nothing at all and you don’t need to know anything except dain is really mean and violent and kell is an ally(?). after the whole failed killing debacle tyler ran away to barnsley in hopes that he could find something in common with the humans, since he’d been a faerie all his life and couldn’t stand it. he’s quiet and doesn’t like doing or saying things unless he absolutely has to, is generally unhelpful unless something benefits him, scared of being alone, hates being indoors, runs around barefoot and only eats food from the woods. he’s kinda like an outdoor cat.

nick and marcus jacobs are brothers and general hooligans. nick is the older one (he’s 19) and marcus is 15 and they grew up in barnsley for the first 14 years of marcus’ life until marcus accidentally killed their dad and they left town. which the dad killing subplot is really a lot to get into but basically their dad was the second magician, along with vi’s mom, except the effects of magic on a person can kinda drive a person insane and the others managed to keep it together but he slowly went crazy until he was paranoid and in pain all the time and ended up taking a lot of it out on his sons which ended in him threatening marcus and marcus in an act of self defense unleashing raw magic power he didn’t know he had and accidentally killing him and also taking out all the power in the entire town and causing a minor earthquake. it was a Big Deal. so yeah they buried their dad in the backyard and skipped town. after their dad died all his magic went down to nick so nick has newfound power (marcus btw has never been able to use magic since then and has no idea how he did it) but he also has voices in his head and weird dreams, and with all the voices yelling at him all the time he realizes that the only way to get rid of them is to get rid of the magicians. his dad did some magic bullshit that made him the vessel for the magic once he died but the other magicians didn’t so he doesn’t have to kill anyone besides them and it makes sense bc i say it does shut up. so for like a year they drive around aimlessly, meet with and kill vi’s mom, meet with and kill aidan’s dad (i’ll get to aidan once i’m done here), pick up a hitchhiker depending on which version of the story i’m telling, then go back home where they’re not really welcome anymore but that won’t stop them. nick is cold and mean and. y’know. a murderer, but he also loves marcus greatly and gets attached to people more easily than he would like to admit. he’s sort of closed himself off and resigned himself to killing “for the greater good”, but it’s hard for him, and there’s definitely people he wouldn’t kill. he fully planned to, once he got rid of the magicians, never kill again, and he keeps that promise. marcus is soft spoken and anxiety ridden and a bit of a crybaby and he hates death and doesn’t fully trust nick and doesn’t trust himself either. on the outside he appears bitter and angry constantly.

aidan mulligan is a HOOLIGAN! a whole entire rowdy boy! he’s also the son of the third magician and marcus’ ex(?) boyfriend? more like boyfriend on standby. it’s complicated. there’s nothing special to him, he’s rowdy bc his parents never gave him enough attention so he runs around with people he doesn’t really like and is always getting into trouble. his favorite activities are skipping church and running the local cryptid watch am radio station, which no one listens to and which he used to run with marcus. he misses marcus dearly and keeps waiting for him to come back. he’s loud and talkative and his mood changes drastically but is always on the highest setting. he’s either screaming-and-throwing-things angry or unable to shut up and bouncing all over the place. not to pick favorites but he’s my favorite i really love him. his life moto is “fuck you dad” basically. oh yeah nick killed his dad and stuff and it’s hit him hard but he’s not as torn up by it as he probably should be, which he feels terrible about. his mom lives on the other side of the country and doesn’t currently know his dad is dead, which isn’t really something you’re supposed to keep secret generally but the mulligan family said fuck the rules. he has two brothers, connor and seamus (connor older, seamus younger) and loves both of them though he would never admit it.

simon diederich is the secret special bonus magician!! also i think i gotta talk abt parent backstory for him so,,,, here goes: basically, simon and vi’s mom and marcus and aidan’s dads all stole magic from the forest in a way that doesn’t super make sense but it’s my story i can do what i want. and in the process simon died and they had to leave him behind in the woods, but then since the magic in the forest was weak it couldn’t continue being formless or else it would turn into nothing since so much of it had been damaged by the humans or w/e. so it took simon’s body as a vessel and resurrected him with all his old memories but also 100% more magic power. so he took that power and went back home and has been just straight chillin, unaging, for 30-ish years. he got like. immense wisdom when he was resurrected and is also possessed by a sentient forest so he does what the forest wants which is protect the town and fistfight anyone he doesn’t like. he’s obnoxious and immature and thinks he’s hot shit and loves these trees more than he loves other people probably

bonus character: lila is the ghost who lives in vi’s attic. she’s like 7. i love her

THAT HURT MY FINGERS TO TYPE. I HAD TO MOVE TO GOOGLE DOCS TO DO THIS BC TUMBLR KEPT LAGGING AND MY WORD COUNT IS NEARING 2000 BUT W/E LETS KEEP GOING

next, still in the same universe, are the residents of greywell, washington. greywell is what’s on the other side of those woods no one can cross in barnsley. how does that work? magic obviously. greywell is a lot like barnsley but more sinister, it’s a lot newer so the characters aren’t as fleshed out (with one exception) and there’s really only 3 i actually care abt so this ones gonna be a lot shorter. i’ve thought abt plot but nothing solid so there’s some...stuff but mostly this one will be short

zoe hammond: amateur teen witch who’s also cursed. she has an eye on her left hand which is always watching her and she wants off desperately. u know how i said in some versions of the story nick and marcus pick up a hitchiker? that’s her, going to barnsley bc she knows its magic and hopes someone there will know how to fix her. she respects authority and stays in line for the most part, but she also takes shit from no one. she’ll talk to nearly anyone but doesn’t particularly like anyone in town, also she sells witch shit out of the trunk of her car in the school parking lot

wesley: short rowdy trans boy with absolutely no self control who’s stoned all the time and does crazy things for the adrenaline rush and doesn’t bind safely and falls in love with every boy he meets. he skateboards bc of course he does. he’s always ready to fight and punches ppl a lot but usually ends up losing fights bc he’s tiny. i love him

noa: ok this dude went into the woods one (1) time and now there’s this magic glove stuck on their hand? and a ghost in their phone?? and they’re literally so confused and they’ve never had any friends in their entire life but all of a sudden that weird lesbian witch and her crazy skateboarder friend are talking to them all the time and they died? except they woke back up like nothing had happened even though their head basically blew up? and there’s like faeries and stuff coming after them because they want the glove and they can’t get the stupid thing off their hand and they have no idea what’s going on noa is an absolute nervous wreck who’s really fun to draw and they have no idea what’s happening to them and tbh i don’t rly know what i’m doing either but i’m having a good time

ada: the phone ghost.

last set!! i have them all done already from this thing i did with @dogstoes so i’ll just paste them in but first background:

this is a completely separate world, it’s like this 1910s era fictional city with magic and shit. the magic system is kinda complicated but basically there’s elemental magicians who are heavily tied to religion, they’re believed to be sacred and god sent by p much every organized religion. they do elements, it’s pretty simple. then there’s blood magicians who can basically transmute but they have to use their own blood to do it. anyone can learn to be a blood magician but most ppl don’t want to bc. blood ow. blood magicians are an ABOMINATION AGAINST GOD and there’s a stigma against them in religious communities so they tend to populate big cities and less religious places. there’s also healers who are born like elementals and can’t be trained, they’re isolated from both schools of magic bc unlike elementals they’re not pure (well, depending on which religion you ask) and unlike blood magicians they’re not common. born magicians are born with pure black eyes (irises? the colored part. not just all black) that differentiate them from nonmagic ppl. there’s also super intense mary sue magicians who r rare and born with red eyes (i started this world when i was 13 don’t judge me bitch) and they can shapeshift kinda? but in cool ways, it’s not just shapeshifting they could also make their skin tough or nails pointy or w/e. one of them specifically likes to harden his own blood in weapons it’s kinda metal. anyways here’s the character profiles from the google doc pasted in word for word

Characters (bc i suddenly decided this is Sharin With Rivers material If You Shall Take It):

So basically there's these 2 gangs, run by this woman Lyra Frey and this dude Lucas Sweeney, and they Do Not Like Each Other At All. Neither of them are good bc yknow...gangs….but lyra’s is like...better anyways here's characters

Lyra's dudes:

Emil Finch: 21, any and all pronouns, ace, lyra’s right hand man/ veteran of a bloody civil war (TECHNICALLY a war criminal but yknow…it's whatever). Likes cats and Arya, dislikes cigarettes and being short. Their birth name is Emilee, which they  shortened to their liking when they moved to The Big City, and they used their father's name (Finn O'Malley) to join the war. They're a healer magician but ssshhh don't tell anyone. They used their powers to hurt people when they were in The War and now don't trust themselves, so they stick to traditional medicine thank you very much. (Also knives. They’re a big fan of knives.)

Arya Frey: 21, she/her, Lyra’s adopted daughter and mechanic. She has METAL LEGS and has to walk with a cane so she doesn't go outside much, mostly makes machines and strategizes for her mom. Likes drawing, Emil, making things/taking them apart, dislikes cold weather (it makes her joints hurt), magic, Drunk Emil. She has two cats named vriska and karkat. Everyone is suspicious of these names even though it's like 1910 and an alternate universe and homestuck doesn't exist.

Jaz Anaheim: 18, he/him, big gay disaster, a pickpocket who came to the Big City with his brother when he was 16 to work and send money to his mom, stole from a kingpin, joined a gang, watched his brother die in front of him, and lied to his mom for 2 years about his job and his brothers aliveness while he sent her blood money. He's a humble farm boy, no magic, tall and uncoordinated, basically all he can do is steal and flirt badly and he's very aware. Also where he came from magicians were rare because they were all drafted for the war so when he sees magic he's way too impressed. Likes loud music, people being interested in him, his family (just his mom now :’)), his hometown, dislikes the city, feeling disliked, himself, swimming

Sweeney’s band of assholes:

Elliott Sweeney: 24, he/him, Sweeney’s son and certified dad hater. He's a blood magician which are common and not that impressive but he’s good at what he does bc he did nothing but practice for like 6 years. His dad basically controls him and makes him work for him because he's useful. He resents his dad with every ounce of his being but doesn't have the spine to do anything about it. After accidentally burning down part of their house and killing his mom his dad sent him away to the summer house in the country, where he lived for the past 6 years, obediently doing his dad’s bidding and learning how to control his magic until he got fed up and burned that house down (on purpose this time), making his dad move him back to the family house in the city so that he could keep an eye on him. he’s one of those badass mega magicians who does blood swords and stuff, he’s also spent so much time reading that he knows a lot about magic theory. Quiet, reserved, extremely petty, but shows a sense of humor around his sister. Never really knew Alise growing up so he’s more of a cool uncle than a brother. Likes his sister, learning things, astronomy, dislikes his dad, Emil, doing magic, fighting, feeling trapped

Alise Sweeney: 14, she/her, her dad named her Alise with an S because he's just that much of an asshole. She's a self trained blood magician and good at what she does. She hates her dad almost as much as Elliott does but she's also not a fucking baby about it. Is DEFINITELY planning on killing him at some point. Was raised to make jokes and do crime and her brother said if she does crime she's grounded. Has never been serious about anything ever, and probably has a screw loose. Has killed people. Is basically a tiny fighting machine. Her dad was rough on her growing up. Likes picking fights, Elliott and Atticus, pissing off her dad, causing trouble. Dislikes her dad, people stronger than her, tense situations, being alone

Atticus Grey: 16, he/him, not Sweeney’s son but hates him enough that he probably could be (in case you were noticing a theme here, sweeney is kinda unlikeable). His mom left soon after he was born and his dad ran up a huge debt and ended up working for Sweeney to pay it off, then died in a gang fight before he could get through it. Sweeney, the merciless motherfucker that he is, decided that Atticus would finish paying it off, and snatched him up as soon as he was 13. His dad used to hang out with Emil’s and so they ended up taking care of parentless Atticus (along with (extremely reluctant) Arya. Atticus is really close with Lyra’s entire crew because he's spent so much time around them. He's a fire magician who knows a bit of blood magic but barely uses it, and he's an angsty bitch. Likes Emil, being alone, dislikes everything else.

oh yeah then there’s those bitches in charge:

Lyra Frey is a [REDACTED] year old woman from [REDACTED] who moved to the city while fleeing from [REDACTED]. She was in the civil war briefly, fighting for the [REDACTED] side. Her real name is not Lyra, but is actually [REDACTED]. She loves Arya more than anything else probably. Sees Jaz as an unofficial son, is skeptical of Atticus, likes Emil but doesn’t trust them.

Lucas Sweeney is one of those rich bastards who also does crime on the side. He’s a politician but everyone and their mother knows he’s an absolute crime lord on the side. Has arguably more power than Lyra but has no idea how to use it, plus Alise has already recruited like half his employees into joining her uprising. He’s a selfish man and a terrible dad. No one likes him.

uh yeah that is. all!! this is over 3000 words jesus do asks have a word limit? i sure hope not

[dovechim]

After a hectic week I can finally sit down and dedicate the next hour or so to continue my story because I really want to get to the part which I'd like to hear your opinion - and everyone else's - about!! ☆ Long Story Anon

So we kept messaging for the following days, both busy with our respective classes; but before I knew it and I can't say I was surprised, he invited me to do something again less than a week later. We're from a considerably small city, there isn't much to do around here, so we had a hard time coming up with an idea. Well, he suggested to pick me up and we'd go back to his house to eat something, to which I agreed. I was with my friend and we were both jumping around from excitement ☆ 1

Needless to say my friends all loved him; they were happy that after such a long time and with such bad luck in love I finally found what seemed to be the last guy on earth who was worth more than two seconds of my life. I knew going to his house implied something more serious than making out could happen, but honestly I didn't mind if it did. In context, he lived with his little brother and parents; where we're from it's common at our age to still live at home since we've not graduated yet ☆2

But he'd mentioned during the first date that his parents were away for an anniversary holiday and his little brother was staying with the oldest one who lived in his own apartment with his fiance; meaning we had the house for ourselves. As planned he picked me up and took me there, had some food delivered and we watched terrible horror films on netflix. He'd cheesily try to put his arm around me on the couch and I'd move closer, ending up snuggled together with my heart about to burst ☆ 3

At one point both brothers and the fiance show up with some food, for some reason and that's when I knew half his family on the second date lol. But they moved upstairs quite quickly after eating and left us alone to watch the movies. Eventually he'd kiss my cheek, not-so-subtly letting me know he wanted to KISS-kiss me, but me being the nervous little shit I am didn't really know what to do. It'd been two whole years since I even attempted to make out with someone!! ☆ 4

So he had to move even closer and he said, which I'll never forget: "you're so shy", which I wasn't surprised about, it's not common for a 22 year old to be that reserved, I guess, but with a little bit of patience that single moment turned into the best first kiss I've ever had. I was so scared he'd be a terrible kisser, like I'd experienced before bc that's just a deal breaker for me and everything else about him was so perfect; but boy...was I wrong. We ended up making out for so long that ☆5

Our lips hurt, and he didn't even try to go too far, already noticing that I wasn't the kind of girl to tear off our clothes and start fucking (not that I didn't wish I were lol), so he just held me tight and took me home eventually. God, the memory of his kisses will never leave my mind. To this day I still get butterflies because it was the kind of kiss that makes you feel like your bodies fit together and makes your toes curl :') ☆ 6

im so soft for you and him already :”)))) it’s so sweet that he wasn't afraid of scaring you off and still went for it!! a lot of guys i know are hesitant about dating an inexperienced girl bc they’re scared they will scare her off, and once my friend asked me how he should chase after a girl who has never dated. i literally got so pissed lmao i just said “just fucking treat her like a fucking normal person!!! what are you intending to do that might scare her off???” 

We had a third date after that, about a week later. We went out to eat and it was the day he started posting instagram stories with me and tbh I was surprised. In our generation it takes more than just a couple of dates for a guy to 'announce' he's not 'single' anymore. You know, like if he had intention of seeing other girls at the same time he wouldn't be parading me around for everyone to see, which only fed my hopes of him being 'the one' even more ☆ 7

omg yes :/ the dating culture is so complicated lmao like ppl can be going out with different people at the same time and there’s a certain time after which you’re considered exclusive... it’s so tiring tbh

Another week passed and out of the blue he was asking me to meet his parents. He was very lowkey about it; he said he missed me, mentioning they'd returned from NY and asking if we could meet again that night, but "my parents would be there too, is that a problem?" lol. So I said no, obviously, even though I was shitting my pants, I'd never met a boy's parents in that context before but he seemed excited. He picked me up and we drove back to his place where they were waiting for me ☆ 8

I decided I didn't want to read too much into it back then, but still couldn't help but notice that the older borther+fiance had dropped plans to go to dinner with us so 'the whole family would be there to meet me'. Did that mean him bringing a girl home wasn't that common? Was I actually that special? As if I didn't notice myself falling fast and hard for me enough, his whole family welcomed me with huge open arms. His little brother, extroverted as they come at the age of 10 did everything ☆9

To include me in the conversations; the older brother would tell embarrassing stories. The parents, both doctors, both dating since college and pretty much the whole family (fiancee included) were some of the most welcoming people I'd ever met. They treated me like a family member from the very beginning and noticing how nervous I was they would try to make the dinner as easy going as they could. The guy in question, let's call him Jed? Would hold my hand under the table to calm me down ☆ 10

Or rub soothing circles over my the fabric of my jeans to distract me when a family member would embarrass him. I fell in love with his family as fast as I fell in love with him and I just couldn't believe I'd found someone so perfect. We'd make out until our lips were sore and he'd drop me off at home always leaving me with a feeling of sadness that I had to say goodbye. He made me so happy that I started to go out more, meeting my friends I was just in such a good mood because of him ☆ 11

no you must have been so nervous!!!!! i mean i get that he was low key but  still... parents are a big deal. i hope his intentions were rly pure and that he was that into you!! but im glad they were nice :”) 

I'd even dare to say he made me a better person in ways only I can understand. He'd text me what he was doing or who he was with every day, all the time, even if I didn't ask -which I never did. Sure, he wasn't perfect; sometimes he'd forget we had plans. I have a feeling he lied to me a couple of times but about nothing really major; sometimes he'd be in a bad mood and be sarcastic and annoying af but honestly nothing too bad. All in all I had absolutely nothing to complain about him☆ 12

It wasn't until around a month and a half into the 'relationship' that we went out for drinks and then back to his place that he tried to have sex with me (he'd waited to bring it up more than any other guy I'd ever met lol). I didn't directly tell him I was a virgin, he kinda guessed, and he was more than okay with it, even saying 'I'll wait as long as you want to'; and damn I didn't really want to wait that long, it was just that the time was never right! ☆ 13

At this point we'd both had dinner with his parents several times already. They told me in that household they'd set the habit of having dinner together every night, and were more than happy to let me into their little tradition. At more casual nights we'd sit down and watch some film on netflix, the parents and little brother always moving upstairs at the end and leaving us both alone to make out some more lol. I was even invited to his dad's birthday dinner at a fancy ass restaurant ☆ 14

this is so cute 😭 im just very ugh whenever a guy kinda hints at sex bc dude u gotta make me WANT it not just ask for it :/ but it sounds like he was super respectful!! and tbh im just very bad with other ppl’s parents, but his sounds rly perfect  😭 do such ppl even exist??? i cant even remember the last time i ate w my family :/ 

So by the third month I already felt part of that family tbh. I'd cooked alongside the mother like lifelong friends, and sat down for coffee after dinner to talk about how fast technology is moving with his dad. His little brother would tell jokes or ask me to teach him some guitar and I think they began to love me as much and as fast as I loved them, honestly. I was even invited to the dog's birthday part lmfao I was just unable to attend but was kindly provided with video memories ☆ 15

Everything was going so perfect, I think we could've lasted so much longer but maybe just the timing wasn't right. I still remember him dearly though, but back then I had my heart broken so bad that I simply wish I'd never met him. What hurt the most was growing so attached to his family and then out of the blue, and without a single chance to say goodbye I never saw any of them again. I should've known life isn't a movie or a book and nothing that starts so well can end just as happily ☆ 16

WHY ARE YOU USING PAST TENSE?????????? NO!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO SHAKEN RIGHT NOW bc this feels like that part in a book where the author’s just leading u towards that horribly devastating ending and that’s exactly what ur doing  😭

The last night I went to his house - btw we never visited MY house because MY family as much as I love them to death aren't as welcoming as his was with me, so until I knew FOR SURE this guy and I were serious, I decided to suggest activities that required not being at my place lol - the whole evening started weirdly. He'd been taking longer than usual to text me, and it was getting too late so I though we just weren't doing anything but he insisted he wanted to see me ☆ 17

And fuck, I wanted to see him to, once or twice a week just wasn't enough anymore and I missed his touch so badly. So I agreed for him to pick me up, even though he kind of strung me along for a few hours. By the time he picked me up I hadn't eaten, not knowing wth we were going to do but he said he'd had dinner before picking me up. Why would he though? He knew we had plans, which usually involved dinner, why not wait for me for eating? Either way, I'd missed him, I wasn't about to fight ☆ 18

We reached his place and his mom was already going upstairs for sleeping along with the little brother; the father was performing a surgery so we were alone at the living room together. He was a little tense and I didn't understand why, he said he was tired because he'd had class up until late and I asked if he just wanted me to leave but he asked me not to; he wanted to see me, he wanted me to stay. We cuddled on the couch and I had to wake him back up several times, growing annoyed ☆ 19

And when the dad got home he quickly got up and pretended to do something in the kitchen. The man had to eat and we had to wait for him to leave to sit back together, the whole situation was awkward af. I was wondering if I should just call a cab and leave, but he insisted not to. At around 2am (it was a friday) while making out he asked if I wanted to go up to his room, to which I said yes. He knew what that meant, so he was excited about it, going upstairs to check if his room was clear ☆ 20

Damn, I hit ask limit again :'( I'll have to leave it here right now but I swear I'll get to the point eventually lol I'm sorry!! also thank you for giving me your patience and space to tell this story, I feel like this way I can tell it without filters about what really happened or how I felt and actually receive honest unbiased opinions

omg i literally cannot believe u ended right there??????? i hate tumblr’s ask limit. im on the edge of my seat right now!!! thank you for taking the time to send me these, im so invested in ur story now its insane!! 

come back whenever you have time bb

#answered #long story anon #Anonymous

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So. This is a master post about my grandma. Some of this has already been talked about here but I posted this on my private fb and wanted to keep it here too.

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Okay.. so. This is gonna be a long and detailed one.

Ive never had a space where I could vent about my grandma to more than just people close to me without being blamed or her finding out. The only family I have on here is my mom and im hiding this post from her for various reasons. I understand if many of you can't read all the way through this because its gonna be a lot. I just want the people around me to have a better grasp on exactly why im so depressed.

Before I start im gonna add a trigger list because there is a LOT and im probably going to be very emotional typing this. A lot of it ive never spoken about publicly.

So for a list of TW:

Emotional, physical, sexual, and animal abuse, r*pe, p*dophelia, racism, su*cide, hospitals, ableism, be******ty mention, fatshaming, weight mention, f slur.

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Okay. Im going to start at when I moved in with her. She tricked my mother into signing over custody of me when I was 10. When I was 9 years old I was forced into a mental hospital after being heavily overdosed on medications meant for adults to the point I was "sitting upside down in my chairs unresponsive and talking about tranquilizers" which i have no memory of. The hospital was probably the worst experience in my entire life and I was almost murdered by one of the older kids. After getting out of there I moved in with my grandma.

Throughout my life shes said and done so many horrible things to me. She would always yell and scream about the smallest mistakes. She used to pick me up by my hair. She was just fucking horrible to me.

Around the age of 10-11 when I started going through puberty she would always make fun of the way my genitals looked. She would ask me to stretch my labia out and move it around. Specifically she would ask me to "show me your bat wings". It was fucking disgusting but as a child I thought it was just haha funny joke.

For a while I thought I just imagined that until my mom brought it up to me and how she CAUGHT HER saying that to me multiple times. So I had confirmation that I wasn't just imagining it. I once confronted her about it and she immediately started crying (ive only seen her cry 3 times in my entire life) and told me if I ever said that again she would tell everyone in my family that I was a "prostitute" and would make everyone in my family hate me, and that it was my mother who did that to me.

My mom lived with me and my grandma for a few years but eventually moved out on her own because she couldn't handle my grandmas abuse.

My grandma dated my moms r*pist, which was my moms uncle, and told my mom she never got r*ped, and said my mom only fucked him for "attention and cigarettes". My mom was 12 at the time.

My grandma told me at 15 that the "only reason you think you're trans is because you got diddled as a kid"

My grandma called me a whore when I started becoming sexually active despite her having her first child at 16.

She once told me I was "just like my father" who is a sex offender and abused me as a child. I was also forced to give my at-the-time step brothers head when I was 3-5 and was taught that it was okay.

My grandma has called me every possible name in the book. Anytime she does something wrong its automatically my fault. She told me she would believe that im trans when I showed her my dick (at 16).

Shes incredibly rude and racist, says she hates how she can't understand Asian people. She's said the n word. She's made so many "jokes" about how "aggressive" Black people are. When my cousin found out he had Black in him she said, and I quote, "I always knew he had a n***r ass" which fucking disgusted me. Shes scoffed at my mother for limping. She scoffs at anyone disabled. Always says "you wouldn't catch me looking like that in public." She would tell my mom she was faking her pain. And coincidentally of all 4 of her kids, one was born with physical deformities. she says thats not the reason why, but she gave her up for adoption. She yells at anyone standing in her way who isn't aware. She is incredibly rude when she speaks to people to the point its embarrassing.

When I hung myself earlier this year and a friend came to pick me up she was yelling at me like "Oh so you went and tattled on me didnt you? Did you say oh boo hoo shes so abusiveeee!!" As I had literally just laid passed out in the snow from hanging myself.

When she found out I hung myself she bitched about how I had her snow boots and how she would have had to climb up the hill to find my fucking body as if it were a chore. She asked me if I wanted to be cremated out of nowhere and when I said no she replied "good I didn't want to have to pick your piercings out of your dead body" when I told her she made me want to kill myself she laughed at me and said "well then you'll never survive" my first suicide attempt was at 12 years old. A few weeks ago I started carving at my throat in front of her because im so desperate for her to LISTEN to me for 5 FUCKING SECONDS. I have legitimately cried on my knees and begged her to treat me like a person time and time again. She laughs at me and turns it around to my issues. She guilt trips me and makes me think everything is my fault. She calls me disgusting for having 1 or 2 shirts on the floor. She told me to MY FACE she will never see me as trans. Misgenders me, misgenders my friends. I jokingly told her one of my cis friends was trans, and when she left she asked me "does he really have a penis?" ABOUT A WHOLE ASS CIS WOMAN. She told me she ran over and killed a dog with a broken leg to "put it out of its misery" she would always use glue traps and I told her not to tell me about it so she waits until were in public and says "yknow whenever I catch a live mouse on one of the traps I throw it into a plastic bag and then go do the litter box to suffocate it". Shes threatened to make me pay the hospital bill when I called 911 because she was unconscious. She says horrible things to me EVERY FUCKIJG DAY. She's always making everying my fault all the time and sits and smiles while I'm sobbing and pouring my heart out because im tired of the abuse. Im so fucking tired. It goes on and on and on every day of my life. I literally slit my throat in front of her and she only stopped being mean for about a week. Im so depressed and mentally ill and this is beating on me every moment of my fucking life.

In not done but im shaking and need to stop typing for now

Edit: some other notable things, when my grandpa disowned me and stopped speaking to me for over a year she told me it was probably because of how disgusting I was. And "nobody wants to be around that".

She will ask me specific random questions about specific friends and if I dont know the answer or I forgot, she goes on a tangent about how terrible of a friend I am.

When I was cutting her hair she kept telling me I was doing it wrong, so I did it her way and she hated it and told me she's glad I didn't pursue hair because im terrible at it.

When my cat was dying she originally refused to take him to the vet because he was "just gonna die anyways so I might as well let him", then gave up her cat to the vet because she was peeing but didn't wanna take responsibility for that so she lied to them and said she showed up at her door and didn't tell them her age or even her name and that was so fucking cruel.

When she starts laughing at me sometimes she'll talk to me in a whiny "baby voice" and be like awwww, waaa im so abusedddd *mocks me crying*.

And she always talks in a tone that sounds pissed off and seems confused when I feel like I'm being scolded.

She gets in my face and puts her finger in my face and backs me into corners sometimes and then when I smack her hand out of my face she says she'll put me in jail for abuse.

Oh yea and simetimes when she gets mad at me she'll be like "ok GIRL" in the middle of me talking. Like its annoying and uncalled for.

I cant believe I forgot this holy shit. Years ago (was a minor here as well) I was attacked by my neighbors dog and it knocked me down and when I got home my grandma was accusing me of be******ty and said she was "watching it fuck me" and I was so fucking disgusted and hurt.. I try to block that from my memory because it was my third dog attack and I was traumatized.

She also regularly calls her brother a F@ggot. He is the only lgbt family member (he's gay) that i have.

She regularly fatshames people while only a few feet from them. And will whisper to me about how disgusting they look.

She asks for all of my friends deadnames and gets mad when I dont answer.

"I can't be abusive because I give you a home. I could have let social services take you."

"I cant be racist because my ex husband is Black"

"You must be living in a fantasy world where you make up shit that ive done."

"Id be depressed if I stayed in bed all day too."

"I need to learn to have lower expectations for you."

"I'm starting to resent you. So ill be taking 200$ a month for rent." (She has stopped this thankfully)(edit #2, she started taking it again im gonna be here forever lmao)

When I was underweight she would say things like "you look like an aids patient." And "Are you trying to look like your mother?"

"You're a hoarder"

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Tag Time: Questions

Thank you @patriotstudies for tagging me! Love you!

LAST:

1. Drink: root beer

2. Phone call: mom

3. Text message: my friend Caitlin

4. Song you listened to: Talk About You - MIKA

5. Time you cried: lmao like three hours ago

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: nope

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: nah

8. Been cheated on: no

9. Lost someone special: yep

10. Been depressed: ya

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: no

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12. black/gey

13. dark red

14. teal

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: yeah some of my closest friends i just made last year

16. Fallen out of love: no

17. Laughed until you cried: no, but I watched my dad do it a few times

18. Found out someone was talking about you: I dont think so? but it probably happened

19. Met someone who changed you: yes

20. Found out who your friends are: yes

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them, but some i havent talked to in years

23. Do you have any pets: rn i have one dog and one cat, since two just died and my sister just took my other dog

24. Do you want to change your name: no

25. What did you do for your last Birthday: went to panera because we were busy

26. What time did you wake up: 7

27. What were you doing at midnight last night? watching impractical jokers

28. Name something you can’t wait for: living on my own

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: an hour ago

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: all of it

31. What are you listening to right now: Boom - Simple Plan

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: the fact that my family is ignoring that im leaving for college in a week

34. Most visited websites: tumblr, youtube, pandora

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME.

35. Mole/s: ya

36. Mark/s: ya

37. Childhood dream: ive wanted to be an author since i was 8

38. Hair color: lmao well pink but dark brown

39. Long or short hair: rn its long

40. Do you have a crush on someone: no

41. What do you like about yourself: im witty

42. Piercings: just my ears

43. Blood type: dunno but i wish i did

44. Nickname: ranch, glenda, ray.. i have a lot

45. Relationship status: single

46. Zodiac: cancer

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV show: i really only ever watch supernatural or impractical jokers so supernatural i guess

49. Tattoos: nope

50. Right or left hand: right

51. Surgery: i had a spinal tap like three years ago

52. Hair dyed in different color: i havent had my actual hair color since i was l in like third grade

53. Sport: used to do soccer and softball, but nothing now

54. There wasn’t a question here

55. Vacation: anywhere

56. Pair of trainers: no preference

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: nothing

58. Drinking: root beer

59. I’m about to: do like three more tag memes i havent done

61. Waiting for: classes to start

62. Want: to actually finish one of my stories

63. Get married: ya

64. Career: pathology

65. Hugs or kisses: hugs

66. Lips or eyes: eyes

67. Shorter or taller: taller than me, but im short so i suppose it doesnt matter

68. Older or younger: older, but within reason

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: idc

71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive

72. Hook up or relationship: relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: both works

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a Stranger: no

75. Drank hard liquor: yes

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: yes

77. Turned someone down: yes

78. Sex on the first date: no

79. Broken someone’s heart: yes

80. Had your heart broken: yes

81. Been arrested: no

82. Cried when someone died: yes

83. Fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: no

85. Miracles: no

86. Love at first sight: no

87. Santa Claus: no

88. Kiss on the first date: id rather not, but i guess it depends on how well you know the person first

OTHER:

90. Current best friend name: alex

91. Eye color: blue

92. Favorite movie: either Harold and Maude or Stand By Me

TAGGING: everyone!!! seriously yo i now people say this, but if you wanna do it just say i tagged you because i totally wanna see it!!!

#tag meme #r speaks #ive been hella inactive im so sorry #patriotstudies #not studyblr

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i got tagged by the lovely @missbelgium to do this ask meme. Thank you so much!! this was a nice distraction for the evening! i promise to do the rest very soon.

LAST

1. Drink: just a glass of water

2. Phone call: my dad

3. Text message: “third wheeling intensifies” that or “YOU HAVE ALL MY LOVE”. 

4. Song you listened to: Addicted To You by Avicii

5. Time you cried: Monday. you would think it was bc i had to go to work but no. it was “A Dog’s Purpose”. watched it late afternoon. made me cry like a baby.

HAVE YOU

6. Dated someone twice: nah cuz i never dated before. 

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: i … dont think so…

8. Been cheated on: nah fam.

9. Lost someone special: yes, i have. more than i’d like to admit. sometimes it was my fault, sometimes it wasnt, but it all hurt the same.

10. Been depressed: i fall in and out of bad episodes. some days are more bearable than others. 

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: i dont drink lol.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS

12-14: uhhh thats a tough one. red and blue are my colors, but purple strikes a chord with me too.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. Made new friends: yesss, many!! here and irl. 

16. Fallen out of love: hhhh in a way i did. not with people but with ideas, concepts, and dreams.

17. Laughed until you cried: ye s tahnk god

18. Found out someone was talking about you: um yeah for sure, but its nothing im not used. it happens y’know. 

19. Met someone who changed you: i did actually. in the most subtle and discreet way. the thing is, i got close to so many people in the past year and just started picking up on their little quirks and mannerisms. and suddenly im swearing in spanish. puta madre  i outta be ashamed 

20. Found out who your friends are: sadly yah. wasnt too thrilled. 

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: my parents?????

GENERAL

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them. thats why i semi-ditched fb. 

23. Do you have any pets: YESS!! three chickens and a rooster. two lovebirds. we used to have an african gray but we gave it away to grandma to keep her company. we also have this rat who’d been living in our garage for a while now. dunno if that counts.

24. Do you want to change your name: i kinda do. but i feel like i got too attached to it at this point.

25. What did you do for your last birthday: a few of my lovely flatmates and I went out for crepes. got many happy birthday wishes that day. I was on my own most of it but thats okay.

26. What time did you wake up: fucking 5:52am.

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: probably not sleeping. why u ask?

28. Name something you can’t wait for: …………………………………. havent looked forward to anything in a very long time. maybe deadpool. no clue.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: a few hours ago.

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: if i could, i’d give myself a better childhood. 

31. What are you listening to right now: Home We’ll Go by Walk off the Earth

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: probably. my memory is shit at remembering stuff like that tho.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: some of my colleagues utter inability to communicate their feelings or concerns. my utter inability to communicate my feelings or concerns.

RANDOM INFO ABOUT YOURSELF

35. Mole/s: two on my right palm. one on my left palm. another on the back of my neck. one higher in my forehead, and two others in places that shall not be named.

36. Mark/s: stretch marks around my thighs.

37. Childhood dream: a younger (and much happier) version of me wanted to become a neurosurgeon or a heart surgeon. idk about that anymore tho.

38. Hair color: ver y dark black.

39. Long or short hair: pretty long. down to my lower back. two years ago it used to not reach down to my chin. i keep changing my hair style quite a lot.

40. Do you have a crush on someone: uuhhh yeah kinda but im hopeless everything is hopeless.

41. What do you like about yourself: umm tough one. my perseverance, probably. 

42. Piercings: two in one ear and one in the other. might get more.

43. Blood type: O+

44. Nickname: Raz is actually my nickname, or rather, the english equivalent of it.

45. Relationship status: orders meal for two to have leftovers for later.

46. Zodiac: Aries

47. Pronouns: she/her or they/them but really it doesnt matter to me that much. anything goes.

48. Favorite TV Show: is this a good place to say i love drake&josh

49. Tattoos: nada

50. Right or left hand: right-handed 

51. Surgery: on my gums. 5 yrs ago.

52. Hair dyed in different color: i used to dye it with henna.

53. Sport: track & field all the way. i dont do it anymore but id love to. 

55. Vacation: yesss i love vacations. would love to travel around some more.

56. Pair of trainers: sketchers.

MORE GENERAL

57. Eating: nothin. i should go get some melon.

58. Drinking: water

59. I’m about to: go get melons. or go out for dinner in like two hours.

61. Waiting for: a sense of purpose or fulfillment in life… that or my fave author to update.

62. Want: my sister’s blueberry muffins.

63. Get married: maybe platonically but otherwise nah.

64. Career: im hoping to become a doctor. hoping.

WHICH IS BETTER

65. Hugs or kisses: HUGS. ALL KINDS OF THEM. but cheek/head/forehead kisses are also very very pleasant.

66. Lips or eyes: …eyes.

67. Shorter or taller: shorter. i dont like looking up.

68. Older or younger: than who?? than what?? 

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: nice muscular arms. on ladies. yes.

71. Sensitive or loud: loud for sure. i love people with energy.

72. Hook up or relationship: umm neither? but if i hadta choose then a relationship.

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker. life’s too short.

HAVE YOU EVER

74. Kissed a stranger: as a greeting. yes.

75. Drank hard liquor: oh, no.

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: to this day, no I have not, thank goodness.

77. Turned someone down: admittedly, yes.

78. Broken someone’s heart: i sure hope not.

79. Had your heart broken: yea </3

80. Been arrested: heavens no. not yet.

81. Cried when someone died: yes

82. Fallen for a friend: ……………………………………………..yea

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

83. Yourself: i try. i really do.

84. Miracles: ofc

85. Love at first sight: not really. that just doesnt happen. love needs time, patience, and hard work. 

86. Santa Claus: hahaha nooooo. i dont celebrate the holidays.

87. Kiss on the first date: shrugs

OTHER:

89. Eye colour: dark brown

90. Favorite movie: for a very very long time, it was shrek, but then the memes happened so 

I tag @wandschrankheld @awkwardslytherin and @snark-sniper and @of-pasta-and-potatoes. you guys dont have to do it ofc. but if you do, pls tage me!! i’d love to see it.

#i started this in two weeks ago and just now got around finishing it #im so ashamed #tage meme #long post