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fatefulfaerie · 3 years

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Abnormality

Zelink Week 2021 prompt #6/7 @zelinkweek2021

Word Count: 2,225

Incarnation: Age of Calamity

Additional Prompts Followed: Timeline Alteration

“UTA” inspired by the “TVA” of the Disney+ series “Loki”

Trigger Warnings: abduction, brainwashing

Before Link knew it, he was being pushed along a dark hallway, hands tied and feet tripping on each other when he was pushed too abruptly.

“Faster.”

He could barely see, but long, blinking blue lights told him it was a narrow space, and his boots sounded as if they were walking on steel. He walked faster nonetheless. His own iron armor made even more of a ruckus.

“Where are you taking me?” He asked over his shoulder to the man who was pushing him. “What’s going on?”

He was in Hyrule Field last he remembered, returning to the castle after battling a Moblin. He saw an odd, egg-shaped robot and the next thing he knew he was pushed to the ground, landing in the steel trappings of wherever he was now. He was brought to his feet and pushed whenever his captor thought his pacing was too slow.

The man never answered. Link was blasted with light when a door opened as if automatically with the same noise as a sword slinking into a sheath. Link, who marvelled at such unprecedented technology, was pushed in before he could remark at it. The man behind him was gone when those same doors closed behind him.

Link looked behind him and there were no longer doors, just a wall. So he looked in front of him.

The room was clad with a silver material unlike stone. Angles jutted out at odd places and Link had never before seen architecture like this as he slowly paced forward towards the table.

Someone cleared their throat, a woman. Link’s head popped directly forward.

“Name?” She asked.

“What’s going on?”

“Name?” She repeated. It seemed Link found another person who would not humor his questions.

“Link,” he answered.

The receptionist seemed annoyed, eyes rolling to the back of her head and her eyelids fluttering. Link wondered what he did to upset her, but she scribbled something down on a piece of paper nonetheless.

“Birthdate?”

“August 16th,” Link replied. “But--”

“You have been charged with the crime of temporal misdemeanors,” she interrupted. “How do you plead?”

Link’s mouth moved but no sound came out.

“T-temp…” he tried, but failed. “What even is that? What did I do?”

“How do you plead?” She asked. There seemed to be no negotiation.

“G-guilty,” Link stammered. “I guess.”

She pointed her pen to the left, where there was now an opening, a doorless entrance.

“Step onto the platform for processing please.”

Link hesitated.

“Now,” she said without even looking up, and so Link did as he was asked, stepping onto the platform with oddly textured lines. With a jolt, it moved him along, Link’s arms drifting from his sides and knees bending as if bracing for danger. But before he could even get a sight of what was in this next room, his vision was clouded by white mist, a substance that shot a tingling feeling throughout his entire body until he couldn’t even feel his body. He was paralyzed completely and before he could fall, mechanized hands clutched his limbs, his arms, his legs. He felt his armor being stripped off but he didn’t have the control over his eyes to see who was doing it or where it was going, to object to showing this much skin and feeling this vulnerable in a strange place. Neither could he employ his vocal nodes to object to the last bit of clothing being removed until he was left only with a blue Sheikah-grade undergarment covering his most private area.

He could still see though, still tell he was being moved along into the futuristic building with no discernible connection to anything he had ever seen in Hyrule.

When he finally stopped, he stopped in front of a man behind a podium. Around Link were burn marks and the foul smell of burning flesh. His heart began to race.

“Link 816-D, you have been--”

But the echoey voice of doom was stopped when someone came racing through a now opened door, a woman in a blue dress with jagged and yet structured patterned white lines. The dress was far too tight and far too short for anything fashionable in Hyrule, but the dark-haired woman looked professional and put-together nonetheless. The fact that her dress almost exposed her knees was the least of Link’s concerns, it was just odd.

He definitely was not in Hyrule.

“He is to be questioned,” the woman said. Link couldn’t deny she was beautiful. He tried not to think about it. “Concerning the matter of the leading variant at large.”

“Very well.”

Link felt the greatest sense of relief when he was able to move again, permitted to step off the platform, and given garments to clothe himself in. They actually quite resembled the white and blue that everyone in this place wore, Link given white pants, a blue shirt, and a jacket that said “variant” on the back.

He stayed silent until the woman sat him down in a room, sitting across from him with a welcoming smile.

“Sorry about all that,” she said with her hands clasped into each other and her elbows on the table. “We don’t have the best reception here at the UTA. Let’s just say you are very lucky to be with me right now.”

Link didn’t quite know what to say.

“I-I’m sorry but…” Link stammered. “What is the UTA? Why...w-why am I here and...who are you?”

She pursed her lips.

“Somehow I always forget you guys come in here with no context,” she said, almost apologetically. “Allow me to explain. My name is Whitney and I am an employee of the UTA, which stands for the Unified Timeline Authority. We are in charge of making sure that the timeline is pure of contamination such as unauthorized time travel, timeline splits, and nexus events that cause timeline splits. We have worked long and hard to turn a chaotic and temporally lawless timeline of Hyrule into a unified and cohesive timeline. We work tirelessly to make sure the timeline stays straight, and doesn’t veer off from the set path.”

It sounded rehearsed to Link, but more than that, it sounded confusing. He got bits of it but he still stared, overwhelmed beyond belief.

“Okay, okay,” Whitney said, pulling out a piece of paper and a pencil. She started drawing a straight line on the page.

“Here is your timeline. You pull the sword at thirteen but you put it back, right? You didn’t tell anyone?”

Link nodded.

“Okay so time moves along and you age, as you know.”

She started drawing another line, exactly parallel to the first.

“Meanwhile, there is an alternate universe where you do keep the sword. Believe it or not, these both are heading towards the same destination until BAM!”

She stopped drawing the first line abruptly and let the second keep going straight. She continued the first with a line askew, making an angle.

“You encounter the little robot and everything changes. The destination is put in jeopardy at a rate we’ve never seen before. So we step in.”

“You have seen the robot so we took you. We also took the robot so he can do no further damage. We then go to where the robot came from in the first place and make sure he doesn’t come again. Thus, we have two robots. Both are now destroyed. Now I know what you’re thinking. Two robots but one of you, how does that fix it? Eliminating the second robot made it so that it never contaminated your timeline, and so there is now another Link that made it to the destination, the event where all alternate timelines become one. Thus you are the extra Link, a variant.”

She erased some of both lines and made it so that the two lines converged into one, drawing a dot at the exact place where they did and labeling it “the destination”.

“So I’m here because I saw the robot?”

“Not quite. You see, we could have wiped your memories or even wiped you but we took the opportunity to gain some…intel…about another variant.”

“Who?” Link asked.

“You,” she answered simply.

“What?”

She almost laughed.

From below the desk she pulled out a clipboard, the exact one that Link saw that first woman with. She handed it over to Link, who took it and knitted his brow at what he saw.

At least half of the names on each and every of the many pages were either Link, Zelda, or Ganon, each name accompanied by two to four numbers and a single capital letter.

In the middle of the last page was what the judge called him, Link 816-D.

“Yeah sorry about that,” she said. Of all the things she could apologize for, she sounded too casual to be apologizing for any of them, for kidnapping him, for stealing the armor he earned, for uprooting his life. “You are actually the fourth Link to come in with that birthday, thus Link 816-D.”

Link put the clipboard down slowly, and returned his gaze back to the diagram.

“The destination,” he said, before looking up. “What is it? Why is it so important that you can’t have it not happen?”

The destination is the singular moment where we were finally able to unify the timeline into one. We refer to it as the calamity.”

The word struck fear into Link’s heart.

“C-calamity…” he began, attempting to fight his shock at how cheery she said that word, how casually she referred to something that could kill thousands of people. “As in Calamity Ganon? Are you serious? You...y-you want that to happen? Do you realize what that means?”

Whitney nodded.

“It’s unfortunate,” she said. “But it was necessary that we let it happen. The near destruction of Hyrule was the only way to unify the parallel timelines. It isn’t the first time we took advantage of a disaster to slowly work towards unification. There used to be three separate timelines that were nowhere near parallel, mind you.”

Link went pale, cold. His eyes stung and his lungs paused. Not only did they permit the calamity but they let entire kingdoms be destroyed for their order.

For some reason Whitney assumed that Link was just as comfortable as her with the situation.

“The variant we are concerned with exists in the single timeline beyond the destination but the variant is trying to undo the calamity, and we need to know why. Activating that robot and sending him across parallel timelines was his first attempt. He is, of course, only a variant of you, but we feel that questioning you will lead to a bit of clarity as far as his motives. If you submit to questioning right here and now, we can offer you a job, you won’t have to worry about being destroyed or anything. I used to be a variant, too, you know. All of us were variants once. We’d love to have you join us.”

Link wondered how long this woman had been here for her words to sound so fake, so insincere, so rehearsed. Perhaps she was kidnapped as a child, perhaps she was raised by other people like her, who lost themselves gradually.

Thus Link most assuredly did not want the job, did not want to be a part of something that trades apocalypses for senseless organization, that trades lives for convenience.

The kingdom of Hyrule he once served not ten minutes ago was so much more…

It was...

Well he supposed they were no better, doing those same things, just on a smaller scale.

So he could either work for the UTA or be destroyed like the variants who did not comply. He could die for his morals or he could sacrifice them.

But perhaps there was a third option, one where he fought for his morals, destroyed the UTA from the inside.

“I’ll take the job,” he finally said, Whitney smiled. “But I have to ask...you said you were a variant...who were you?”

It didn’t seem like a question that was commonly asked, and she hesitated. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to answer, it was more like she genuinely forgot. Link narrowed his eyes.

“I was a variant of Princess Zelda,” she said. “I used to go by Hilda but when I got here they labeled me as Zelda 108-A. I was taken the moment Lorule got it’s own Triforce. Lorule was destroyed by the UTA, but...it was already a mess.” Whitney shrugged. “It was probably for the best.”

Her entire kingdom was destroyed and she showed so little empathy. Link could hardly believe it. She was so casual about it, like she was talking about what she had for lunch.

“A friend got taken alongside me but,” she laughed. “You know it’s funny I don’t remember their name.” She shrugged again. “Must not have been a very good friend. I’m sure you’ll be a better one.”

Link pitied that poor friend. He could very well have been her best friend, could have refused to comply and could have been erased from her memory so that she would comply, would slowly lose herself and become another drone of the UTA.

Link inwardly refused to resign to the same fate, to maybe, if possible, save her too.

“What is your first question for me?”

#zelink #I guess #the concept kind of took over #zelink week 2021 #zelinkweek2021

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gryffindorkxdraws · 3 years

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Want to start off by saying that I love your mind! I was hoping to get your opinion on: what is it in jackunzel that makes it feel so right?

EDIT: changed a few things ehe

ngl i found this challenging cus it made me think of how the answer would vary per person (yeah i went there idk why sdjkknds) so lemme get logical for a sec here haha

what exactly is the definition of “feel right”?

to make someone feel relaxed and comfortable, as merriam-webster states

simple as that, right? but wait there’s more

what makes something/someone go under that category?

now from there it expands because there are so many ways of answering that with everyone having different opinions and mindsets.

fair warning before we push on, this is going to get messy (like a word vomit) with how i’m just going to pour out everything i can think off, but just know i really like this question hence the, uh, mess? lmao

so back to your question, what is it in jackunzel that makes it feel so right?

in one POV, it could be because of how rapunzel and jack represent the sun and the moon respectively, making them two contrasting sides who shouldn’t collide and yet, against all odds and opposing forces that would come between them, they did.

and we can bet on the fact that they fought hard/struggled for it, depending on how fanfic writers play with it (reminds of this sun/moon au that sold me to this trope lmao).

just because others said it’s impossible or it’s against whatever, why should they listen to the “norm?” what even is considered “normal,” when the two can explore so much more of what they could be missing from life after stepping out of others’ shadows?

i just love sun/moon dynamics. i’m obsessed lmao i read the ones below somewhere and idk where but it’s been living in my head rent free and i can’t escape it tho feel free to correct me about any of these symbol topic!

like the Sun, thoughtful and full of energy to share with everyone, is connected with one’s self and known to, yeah, radiate warmth or light. it also symbolizes firmness, strength and power. oh and life too i guess?

while the Moon, subtle but full of mysteries and wonders, can also get emotional and sway others to be more nurturing. cus like it also symbolizes calmness, beauty, and nurture. plus eternity and enlightenment?

the list goes on if we head into more of what it both symbolize, but when these two celestial bodies get together, masculine and feminine energies unite. the Sun gives out life, while the Moon cultivates it.

i have no idea where i’m going but moving on

maybe it’s that taste of rebellion with going against the authorities/society/rules/of what has always been set to find out who they’re meant to be or, y’know, finding their identity without the shackles of others (like jack learning he has the potential to be a guardian and embracing it in his own time, and rapunzel realizing she’s the lost princess and works hard to be a good one),

or there’s something about the mystery that follows the other because they’ve never met anyone quite like them (like exploring a world they’ve never set foot on),

or finding all the good and bad in each other and in their differences, but still loving the other for who they are,

or what one lacks the other makes up for it and vice versa. with or without them realizing they can help each other grow to be a better version of themselves.

opposites attract who are bound to be full of surprises.

but on the contrary, they could also be two peas of a pod. aight this definitely goes against what i said above with all the opposites and stuff, but hear me out.

while they grew up and learned how to cope with life differently, they somehow still share the same sentiments when it comes to, for example, reaching their goals.

they have their own way to go about it, sure, but my point is they can reach a common ground better together compared when they’re with others.

like rapunzel with the lanterns, and jack with his memories. at first, one hesitated and wavered, while the other disagreed and pulled away. it was only after they saw a chance/realized this was it that they agreed in a heartbeat

they ultimately made the choice of diving in head first regardless of their initial thoughts in the first place. kinda like the moment they realized they can be a step closer to what they’ve been yearning for their whole life

bam, out of the way, they’re coming through lmao

not only that, but they can also be soft, gentle, understanding despite rapunzel’s spontaneuosness and jack’s mischievousness. we’ve seen them interacting with children and they’re so good at lifting their spirits up to have some fun and that there will always be a tomorrow.

and with their peers too. rapunzel lights up even the darkest of rooms, may it be like fireworks to bring joy or a campfire to warm one’s heart. jack meanwhile keeps things light when everyone else feels tense, easing others to relax and remember there’s always a way out

don’t forget the way they both sacrifice themselves for who they care for. like, they just do that, putting others first before them. that scene of saving eugene and baby tooth aaahhhhdjhdskdjkbkfjdkjf

and when everything comes crashing down and the world feels heavy on their shoulders, they both know they’re not alone with the other there for them.

maybe it’s the mutual understanding they have for each other after opening up, and finding a friend/partner/home through the connection they made together,

or they could be a push and pull that leads them to showing an unexpected side of the other, but in reality they always had it in them and all they needed was someone to show the way,

or how they complement each other, but they’re not two halves of a whole, no, rather they’re already whole themselves and they only reminded each other that they are,

or it’s simply because they don’t feel the need to put up walls or anything of the likes, because they know that no matter what they’ll be accepted for who they are.

opposites who have so much more in common than they originally thought

in another POV it could be because of how they give such partners in crime vibe. lowkey or highkey, take your pick. nothing would stop them from moving forward to a new tomorrow, or honestly whatever it is they put their minds to.

and i am here for that

like i said in one of my posts, “They were a magnet for trouble, with the Sun being a free-spirited and vivacious fellow, and with the Moon’s knack for mischief and being a rebel without cause.”

while both are adventurous, ready to explore whatever is out there, all the while just wanting to have some fun, they still balance each other out.

with jack usually ready to do what he needs/wants to do (which helps rapunzel to trust her gut and take the risk. that he’ll be there for her whenever she’s ready to step out of her comfort zone and jump away from her tower)

and with rapunzel knowing how to handle sticky situations properly (which reminds jack that not everything has to be done harshly and abruptly. that while freezing someone could be fun, it won’t solve things in the long run)

am i making sense? idek but you’re stuck with me lol but before i forget and i can’t believe i just remembered now. the way they can help fill in on what the other is missing

rapunzel wants to see the world, what goes out there, with the people, society, and history i feel. and jack can take her to wherever she wants to go. hell, he’ll even surprise her and bring her to places he’d think she’ll like.

with his experiences, he’s bound to have an endless list of plans for them to go through and it’s no surprise that she’ll love it, and (him) his gesture, nonetheless

jack wants to be noticed by others, to be seen and heard for who he is. and rapunzel is such a welcoming person that she accepts him wholeheartedly. give him the love he was deprived of for years.

reassure him that even he has a place to call home because why would he be excluded from that? he deserves it just as much as she and everyone else does

also i like to think they brainstorm ideas together

maybe it’s how they’re both game for an adventure, sudden or not, and this makes it easy for them to team up together and take on the world

or the feeling of familiarity as they click and everything flows naturally to them, where nothing is forced or uncomfortable between them

or how it’s like they can hold on to each other, knowing the other won’t let go no matter what because they’ll always have each other through the ups and downs

or it’s in their shared smiles, mischievous sparks in their eyes, moving together to the music of their synchronized heartbeats, as they step forward to the vast unknown

finding the ‘one’ who understands them inside out that they feel at home with them

i’ve said so many things and threw out so many brain rot, but what exactly is my final answer?

it’s simple: who knows? now before you toss me aside, and i hope not lmao, lemme just say even with that kind of final verdict, you can still find beauty in it.

you see, there’s so much more to explore and delve into with jackunzel because of their potential, that i don’t want to make a set answer for your question. i’d rather much help you, and anyone else wondering, to come to an answer yourself and maybe even share/discuss it with others.

i’m running out of brain juice, but i at least hope this helped satisfy your curiosity behind your question since this is all i can give… for now, maybe? who knows lmao

tho i’ll be honest and admit i based these on how i feel about jackunzel. so if ever someone else out there wants to add more points they thought of, feel free to add on this

#rotbtd #jackunzel #rise of the brave tangled dragon #the big four #jack frost and rapunzel #jack frost #rapunzel corona #holy hell what possessed me to type a damn essay lmao #my writing

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bittydragon · 3 years

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Warm Muffins

Notes: I’m so sorry, this was supposed to be super fluffy and I did this- I started writing this going “This is going to be super cute!” and then BAM! Sad boi hours happened. Enjoy! (Also, I think I’ma call this AU Minicraft. It popped in my head and won’t leave. It is now Minicraft.)

Before they met, this was the easiest and calmest thing to do whenever he got stressed. It was familiar motions and delicious smells, an easy way to lose yourself and relax during moments of high stress.

And now Bad was constantly stopping his tiny friend from making a bigger mess than he already has. Seriously, with his size you would not think he would be able to cause this much chaos but here they were. Bad already had to clean up a flour spill all over the counter and had to actually help Skeppy clean himself up after he somehow managed to fall onto an egg and break it. That was a gross and sticky mess Bad does not want to repeat.

He was hesitant to even leave Skeppy out of his sights, but he was starting to realize he forgot to grab the sugar for the muffins. He nervously glanced at the borrower and only received a big smile that sent Bad’s trouble senses off the rails. But he quickly turned to grab the sugar while hoping Skeppy could behave himself for two seconds.

He grabbed the sugar and turned around just in time to see his tiny friend topple into the batter bowl.

“Skeppy!” He basically threw the sugar onto the counter and reached into the bowl. He wrapped his fingers carefully around the borrower and hoisted him out of the batter. At least this time Skeppy had the decency to look apologetic at the annoyed glare instead of laughing at Bad’s frustration. The borrower reached up to try and wipe some of the batter off of himself but quickly gave up when it only seemed to get worse as he did so.

“Why would you do that? You can’t keep doing this!” Bad watched as the borrower only responded by smudging some of the batter off of his shirt onto his own hand before sticking the now batter covered hand into his mouth. Bad grimaced.

“It tastes good at least! That’s good.” Bad could only stare at the borrower. That was all he had to say? It tasted good? Bad wanted to scream. Skeppy was starting to push him past his limits. He could take the chaos that Skeppy brought with him wherever he went to an extent, but he was about to pass the line.

When Bad looked at the batter covered borrower though, he was met with a face of mild regret. Skeppy looked truly apologetic for this one, like he didn’t want to push Bad this far. Bad sighed and adjusted his hold on Skeppy so he wouldn’t drop the messy borrower. Once he was sure he wouldn’t drop his friend he walked over to the sink and reached towards the faucet to turn on a light trickle of water.

Suddenly, he felt Skeppy fidget a little in his hand which was unusual as he was always oddly content with being held. Bad glanced down and was shocked to see Skeppy flipping himself over to look at Bad. Bad could swear that he saw the beginning of tears in his eyes.

“Are you mad at me, Bad?” This was new. Skeppy was always courteous of Bad’s feelings when it came to his shenanigans, but he never got upset over an outcome like this. Something was really bothering the borrower. He offered a small smile to hopefully calm his nerves.

“I’ll admit, I am a tad annoyed. But I’m not sure I could be truly mad at you, Geppy.” Judging by the small change in Skeppy’s expression, that was the right thing to say. But Skeppy was still obviously bothered by something.

“...You won’t hurt me though right?” Skeppy must’ve seen the horrified look on Bad’s face before Bad even completely registered what the borrower had just said. Skeppy freed his arms and began waving them, fear seemingly overtaking his features. “Wh-what I mean! Is that- uh- I don’t think you actually would, but- I mean- I did mess up and-” Skeppy trailed off and looked to the side at something, a wary fear still etched on his features. Bad let his eyes wander and found what Skeppy was staring at.

He was confused at first as to why he was staring at the faucet, which was still trickling out a small stream of water. Bad didn’t want to hurt Skeppy with the water pressure which was why it was only at a trickle, but having him rinse himself off was the only way to get him clean from the batter. The eggs were easier to wipe off but the batter had to be rinsed-

Bad froze. “Skeppy?” He hesitantly turned to the borrower who returned his gaze towards Bad. “Are you afraid of the water? Do you think that I’m gonna-” he took a shaky breath and prepared himself for what he was about to ask.

“Do you think I’m gonna try and drown you?”

Bad was near tears when Skeppy’s response was a sharp laugh. “No, cause that would probably kill me.” A small pause followed before he asked another question. “How hot is the water?” Bad finally understood.

“Skeppy. I’m not the first human you’ve talked to, am I?” Skeppy shook his head. Bad took a sharp intake of breath. “Did that human hurt you, Skeppy?” The borrower only nodded slightly, keeping his head bowed down.

Bad didn’t know what to say. Skeppy hadn’t really opened up to Bad about his past. Bad just assumed it was because it wasn’t very interesting in the borrower’s mind. He was starting to realize that it may have been because it hurt Skeppy thinking about it. And now, Bad could put the pieces together perfectly. And he wanted to throw up.

Wordlessly, he reached over to the faucet and turned it off. He slowly turned around and grabbed a napkin and handed it to Skeppy. The borrower got the hint and slowly began wiping himself off as Bad slid down the cabinet to sit on the floor in disbelief.

“For the first few minutes I met him, I thought I found the nicest human to exist.” Bad quickly trained his gaze on Skeppy. “But then I turned my back to him for one moment and he grabbed me. It hurt. He wanted a pet. That’s all I was to him as soon as he saw me. But I wanted to survive. I wanted to live.

“So I fought back and bit him. He, um, didn’t like that. He quickly took my pack and the tools on my belt and threw them onto his desktop before walking off. It was hard to breath at that point but I still wanted out. Next thing I knew, I heard running water. Then he laughed and said, ‘this is what happens to naughty pets.’ He shoved me under the water. It was so hot, Bad. It hurt. So much. And I-” He took a shaky breath and looked up at Bad, tears now falling from his eyes.

“I was so scared, Bad.”

Bad brought his hands to his chest and closed his eyes. He could feel Skeppy hesitate before returning the hug. Bad let a tear slip as he held his friend close to him.

“That should have never happened, Skeppy. That will never happen ever again if I have anything to say about it. You are safe now, Skeppy. I promise.”

“Thank you, Bad.”

Bad pulled his hands away from his chest, not paying any mind to the small amount of batter that clung to his hoodie. He shifted Skeppy into one hand and lifted himself off the floor and walked back to the counter. He smiled at Skeppy as he set him back on the counter.

“Blueberries or chocolate chips?”

“Chocolate! Chocolate!”

Bad laughed and walked over to the cabinet with the chocolate and grabbed the bag. When he turned around, he saw Skeppy wiping dried tears from his cheek and smiling, truly smiling, up at Bad.

“Muffin time!”

As they finished the muffin batter and stuck the muffins into the oven, Bad thought about before he had met Skeppy.

Before they had met, this was such a lonely task. He would do it whenever he got stressed because there was nothing else to do and he was always bored. It was easy to lose himself in his thoughts doing this.

But now, this was their thing. Making muffins was Bad and Skeppy’s thing. And Bad couldn’t be happier that he lived with his best friend.

#mcyt #mcyt gt #tiny!skeppy #giant!badboyhalo #skeppy #badboyhalo #bitty writes #minicraft #oh god oh no #this is not what I planned #I just started writing and all of a sudden Skeppy is recalling bad backstory #it just kind of happened #it was supposed to be happy moments and baking muffins #it was not supposed to be sad boi hours #on the other hand #I think minicraft is an adorable name for the au and am v proud of myself for that one #enjoy!

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lnarizakis · 4 years

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SAM HIT 1K !

hey, everyone! a few days ago i hit 1k followers and i’m so excited to share with you all this news! it’s been six months of writing, posting, and making new friends, and i’ve recognized the results of all of my efforts. thank you to everyone who’s been with me on this journey, even if i met you in march, or just yesterday!

i acknowledge that in the past i’ve been selfish and self-conscious about that number, but everyday i’m grateful that i have a growing number of people who have my back, supporting me, even if it’s through a simple like or even an anonymous ask telling me they really enjoyed a particular work of mine.

and, with everything you do in life, you encounter people who will support you, make your life better, and just know how to help you up when you’ve fallen: friends. that being said, i want to write a letter to all the friends i’ve made on here since i don’t know when i’ll be able to get the next chance to . . .

TRIS , i remember seeing you appear in the comments of almost all of my posts and i just want to thank you personally for always supporting what i have. you don’t realize how much every little comment means to me, really! it always puts a smile on my face to see you comment something and it feels like i’ve accomplished something, so thank you. @tris-does-stuff

HANA , you really don’t know how happy you’ve made me when you told me you were a fan of mine. it just... shocked me? to know that i have people out there that genuinely support what i do? we only really started talking for a couple of days but i feel a strong connection between the two of us (it really may be our matching mbti types, too!) and i’m so glad to be able to call you my friend. you didn’t hear this from me, but i constantly look back at the #anon makes me happy tag and read through those anonymous messages you sent me. i love them (and you) very much! @wansseul

ELLIOT , i know you as one of my biggest supporters for coaches don’t play, and i find that really heartwarming to see that even after, what, two months since i’ve updated, you reblogged it with the tag #thank you for updating! ! i was so happy to see that, and you even proceeded to send in an ask about it afterwards too! i know we don’t really talk often—but i definitely think we should— but i know that you’re so incredibly sweet, especially after i was having that rough slump of mine i think last month. you were so kind to tell me that you’d always be here if i need to talk with someone, so thank you very much. i’m very grateful to have met you! @keiyoomi

JJ , hey, jj!!! i know we haven’t talked in a hot second, but look! i’ve reached 1k followers! i remember you were around during my coaches don’t play days, and that you always sent an ask after almost every update. sometimes i fiind myself looking back at them and smiling, knowing that you were enjoying what i wrote, so thank you very much! i want to say another thank you for being there for me when i was feeling really down in the dumps, and for taking the time out of your day to write me a message on discord. i’m so grateful that you did so, and i hope life treats you well. also! i began reading the great gatsby for school, so we should talk about it sometime hehehe. @kunimwuah

DOVE , aka uvogin anon, dovey lovey, my favorite inbox invader! i . honestly don’t know how we met. like one day u just appeared in my inbox and BAM ! we started talking! and i don’t regret every single thing i send into your inbox (even beany cock) . i always look forward to whenever you send things in my inbox and i really mean it when i say you’re my favorite inbox invader >:) it makes me so happy to see you active on tumblr and to see what you bring me everyday. i am very grateful you’re in my life, and i hope we continue to talk more and more! @fantasiesofdreams

SAL , i remember the first time i talked with you! you liked one of my posts and i was like oh she seems cool, i’m gonna follow her and congratulate her on 400 followers. and soon enough, we started tagging each other in those tag games and later we just grew closer and closer! i’m so happy that we got really close and it always brightens my day to see you on my dash; you never fail to put a smile on my face. thank you so much for being my friend and always being there when i need a good laugh! @sugaanoya

AI , ai, ai love you! i remember following you for your “be my boyfriend” series, and i hope it continues on your new blog (no promises, of course!). i also was there during your blank kita era, and it was honestly something that made me laugh out loud. i’m pretty sure i turned on notifications for you at that point because i was so invested with this drama. you’re just an insanely nice person whose kindness rivals your love for suna (or is it sakusa? your disloyalty, tsk... just kidding!!!). i know that we haven’t talked a whole lot lately but i will be sure to hop in your inbox and stay for a while some time soon. thank you so much for being my friend and i hope you stay happy and healthy! @wiintiier

KAI , aka caca wife! i remember when we started talking on rircus, and at first i didn’t really know who you were, until one fateful night when the conversation about caca happened. at that moment i knew we had similar senses of humor and i remember that i couldn’t stop laughing. it was the caca madness! if i’m being completely honest, i look up to you as a big sister that i’ve never had and i really appreciate you for that, so thank you for being in my life! @lcaita

NAOMI , aka newmie! i remember we first started talking in rircus and i want to thank you for welcoming me so kindly in the server, and especially during the first night we talked, which is when i had a problem and you helped me out immensely. i just want to say thank you for every time that you’ve helped me, talked to me, and made me feel better when i felt less than okay. i’m so glad that i’ve met you and i hope you accomplish great things in your life. @kuraomi

MICKIE , probably one of the only people on discord whose mesages i find myself laughing at a lot. you’re always brightening up the mood wherever you go, and i always find myself looking towards what you have to say today. thanks for that! i also think about that (may i say, really funny) exchange between the two of us on here when you went: “oh god i can’t believe HE’S almost dead ahhh” and i have no idea who you were talking about so i went “omg it’s sero,” and you went on this LONG RANT and it was just so funny to me!!! thanks for always putting a smile on my face. and also! thank you so, so much for suggesting that i get curtain bangs, a decision i really don’t regret! i was afraid i was going to hate them, but i find myself looking in the mirror a lot and thinking: “wow, that is a whole different person.” in a good way! so thank you very much. @tokyoghoose

GERE , aka my ex-wife... sorry about that :( . i never got to say sorry for that but the caca bond runs strong, i hope you understand. i just want you to know how much of a kind person you are, and especially how welcoming you are, too. i was so glad to be welcomed so kindly in your server and it’s become one of my favorites to talk in. i also want you to know, that especially with current times, that things will get better and i’m so glad you’re staying positive with everything going on recently. i love you for you, please remember that!!! @t-amajiki

ISSA , omg, girly pop. hahahaha!!! issa, you’re such a genuine person and i remember meeting you for the first time on rircus. you welcomed me with open arms and you were just the kindest person i met on there. you’re someone who’s just so beautiful inside and out, and the way you’re so large and in charge with your feelings is something i really admire about you. i know we don’t talk so often, but i hope we do. i want to thank you for being my friend, and especially always making me laugh! i love you very much, issa! @indigohitoshi

KYLIE , kylie!!!! the co-founder of our son, iwaizumi hajime. this was literally peak popularity and i knew i was never to get as many notifications as i did in that moment. of everyone i could have shared the account with, i am so glad that i was able to do it with you because we were able to grow closer because of that. now we have this weird inside joke that our son gets mad cooch, and that every day we must think of in another life. where are the daily in another life tiktoks??? of course, our son isn’t the only thing i associate with you. you’re such a kind, hilarious, and genuine person, and to be honest, sometimes i really worry for your wellbeing. get some more sleep, kyl!!! you deserve it. i want you to be grucchi, not tired and wanting to die. thank you so, so much for being my friend, and i am so happy that i met you! @peppermintkiddo

TO, LIKE, EVERYONE FROM RIRCUS , the best people i could ever meet. i’m sorry i couldn’t write an individual letter to all of you, since we haven’t interacted so often for me to pick out one specific memory that i could hold and cherish, but know that every time i come on rircus and talk with you, it is a moment that i will always remember! thank you so much for being my friends and i love you all so, so incredibly much. @kaoyuuuuu @reogou @haikyuu-but-low-iq @yooooooooooomi @samdwich @kenmauwus @shirasusgf @macaronnv @king-kawa

TO EVERYONE THAT CONSTANTLY LIKES, REBLOGS, OR COMMENTS ON MY WORK , you know who you are. i know who you are. i can literally tag you right now. but i think i’ll prefer to keep the anonymity. thank you so much for sharing my work, giving me feedback, and everything. it mean so much to me, especially if there’s a comment attached to the reblog. you make me do a little happy dance!!! i love you so much for what you do and i hope you continue to support me in every way possible!

FOR PEOPLE THAT I MISS/PROBABLY WON’T READ THIS

MEL , hi mel! i’m not very sure if you will read this, but i am so happy that i met you and that we began talking. i remember we began talking after i asked for people to send in memes for that meme war against my sister. i told you i won, right? well, i did. ahhaha anyways, i am very sad that we sort of grew apart and i hope that we can begin talking again soon. you were the highlight of my spring semester. i enjoyed talking with you so much. but i hope that you and your family are currently doing well and that you stay happy and healthy! i miss you very much, melon, thank you for being a part of my life!

RAENAH , hi rae! i think meeting you was a blessing, to be honest. i can’t remember a time when i was utterly annoyed by your presence, nor was i ever mad with you. you are such a kind person with such a pure heart, and during your time on tumblr you really showcased it for everyone to see. you were literally with me from literally the very beginning, during the “my name is...” days, and all i can say is that i am blessed to have met you! thank you so much for lighting up my life, talking to me whenever you made the time, and especially playing minecraft with me. it was so fun, even if it was for a short while. i hope you had as much fun as i had! again, thank you so much for supporting, befriending, and getting to know me because i will never forget you on tumblr dot com. i hope you stay well and make sure you rest often, especially with uni! @a-kaashi

MIYU , where has miyu gone? just kidding. i know you’re there. i hope you read this because i don’t want to tag your new blog. anyways, i just want you to know you make my dash ten times better. it’s literally so boring without you spicing it up, with you talking with anons and your mutuals. i definitely think i should invade your inbox more, what do you think? when i was starting on tumblr, you were a very big inspiration to me and i am very proud of all the works you write. you still are someone i look up to as a writer, because you have such a creative spirit and it makes me so happy you’re able to showcase it for everyone to see. i hope you are staying healthy and well right now, and thank you so much for being my friend!

GIGI , poop. i genuinely miss you very much, but i know that school takes a priority for you. i hope you’re doing well with your classes and that you find the man of your dreams. hopefully it is not the skater boy because you deserve someone as insanely hot as kurapika. no cap. i remember during my chrollo pfp guy craze you were there to deter me away from liking him, but let me just tell you, we’re getting closer tbh. ;) . just kidding, we really aren’t, but we’ve been talking quite a bit. i also want to tell you that you’re someone who’s made me smile with everything you say, and i find myself sometimes typing the way you do. you’re an influence, gigi! please stay happy and healthy and make sure you get lots of rest during your time at school! @gigiwrite

MARS , best for last, am i right? i’m not really sure when i first saw you on my blog, but i remember you’ve been here for a very, very long time. i think it was back in july when we first started talking. you were 🦊 anon, and it made me so happy to read that you felt comfortable enough to reveal yourself! from there, i knew we had a bond from the way we interacted with one another. you’re just such a kind person and you show that to everyone you meet. it’s a quality i wish i had in myself and i really look up to you for your genuinity. sometimes i feel like i don’t thank you enough for how kind you are to me, but just know that with every time i talk i’m always grateful that you’re in my life and that i’ve met you. i know you’re someone i can always lean on and i hope you see me the same. thank you so much for being in my life; you’re someone who means a lot to me. @maru5hka

TO BASICALLY EVERYONE HERE

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 1K!!!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. i am so grateful for each and every one of you; you guys are so hot and sexy. i am so grateful to have met you all, even if it was just a simple “you’re added to the taglist!” or a “thank you so much!” i count it as you being my friend and you interacting with me. you guys aren’t my followers; you’re my friends. thank you so much for being my friend and being here for all of my weird shenanigans i have up my sleeve, whether it be my meme war against my sister, my obsession for blue lock, and my huge crush on chrollo pfp guy. well, here’s to me for being sappy and here’s to many more!

#sam’s 1k party #no im not doing anything i just wanted to give it a label #discord server maybe

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palaugranetes · 3 years

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🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴

Sergiño: Why are you even still awake

Ansu: It's only 23:56

Ansu: I have nothing to do tomorrow

Dembz: We are discussing important things here bro

Sergiño: You are talking about a video game

Ansu: Exactly.. important stuff

Sergiño: yeah... enjoy.. I'm out

Ronald: Please just go to sleep you two.. we have a match tomorrow.

Ansu: Yes you do

Ronald: We would like to sleep. So shush

Dembz: No one is stopping you😌

Ansu: Night night sweetheart

16 December 2020

Ronald: It is too late for this shit.. Bye

Frenkie: Night night guys

Dembz: ✌🏿

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Ansu: Y'all better not make me come to the match for nothing.

Dembz: The things we do

JC: Have fun

Riqui: This should be good.

Arnau: I expect nothing quite frankly.

JC: And yet I am still disappointed.

Arnau: I mean.. pretty much yeah.

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Ansu: Did y'all see Geri's pants 😂😂😂

JC: WHat PANTS?!

Ansu: His clown pants

JC: OMG SHOW ME

Ansu: Check your messages

JC: 😂😂😂

Dembz: Bro I am trying not to laugh!

Arnau: Should you guys really be talking about his clothes?..

Ansu: What is stopping us?

Arnau: Suit yourselves😌

JC: Aha.. Alright then.

Ansu: I better not have come for nothing I swear to God.

Dembz: We shall see..

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JC:🤦🏽‍♂️

Ansu: Not even surprised anymore.

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JC: JORDI!!!!!!!!!

Ansu: Now I'm surprised!

Dembz: It was a good one.

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Ansu: Still not over Geri's clown pants..

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Arnau: FRENKIIIEEEEEE!!!!!! YES!!!!👑

Ansu: YOU LEGEND!!!@Frenkie

Dembz: YES!!!!

........

Ansu: This is getting boring

Arnau: Getting?

Dembz: I wish Riqui was here

Ansu: Why?

Dembz: I wanted him to add Geri

Ansu: ARE YOU INSANE?!

Dembz: Look.. It could be fun

Arnau: You need to reconsider your life choices my friend

Ansu: I agree with him.. Why would we even

JC: ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND?!

Dembz: Debateable

Ansu: No debate here.. You are

JC: Don't even think of mentioning it to Riqui.

Dembz: 😒 fine

JC: I mean it Ousmane.. N'y pense même pas!

Dembz: I SAID FINE

.......

Arnau: JEEZ OMG PEDRI

Ansu: Gosh that looked horrible..

JC: It hurt me seen it..

Dembz: What a Legend. Taking one for the team.

Ansu: We do not deserve it.. @Pedri you are a boss! Thanks for saving our ass.💙❤

.......

Arnau: Finally.. It is over.

Arnau: Gonna go wash my eyes with a happy movie.

Ansu: I got out of the house for this..

Ansu: But at least we won

Dembz: Yep

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Carlitos: "Ansu: His clown pants" Always representing us. Whenever Wherever..

Carlitos: No pun intended

Riqui: Everytime I sit through a match I feel like I need to take 3 showers.. And a detox..

Frenkie: 💙❤💙❤💙

Ronald: You and me bro @Oscar.. After all this time

Francisco: I really am not liking this.. we won.. but like

Iñaki: I think I dozed off for a few minutes in the 2nd half

Pedri: "Ansu: We do not deserve it.. @Pedri you are a boss! Thanks for saving our ass.💙❤" 💙❤ Força Barça

Ansu: You alright there buddy?

Pedri: Yes I'm great

Carlitos: That was some knock

Sergiño: It scared the hell out of me

17 December 2020

Ronald: Me too

Oscar: 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻A Boss

Pedri: I'm alright guys. We won. This is what matters most.

Francisco: "Pedri: I'm alright guys. We won. This is what matters most." I mean yes..

Riqui: Horrible ugly wins are still wins.

Frenkie: To be fair.. It was better than the last match

Carlitos: The bar is not set that high bro

Frenkie: No shit.

Frenkie: We'll see the match against Valencia..

Carlitos: 🙄🙄

Iñaki: Yeah we shall see.. remember they beat Madrid

Riqui: Not really a good reference there bro.. That match was pure comedy though😂

Ansu: 😂

Carlitos: The way it happened😂😂😂

Arnau: We really shouldn't be laughing😂😂😂

Riqui: I'm gonna go sleep and forget this match happened ✌🏼

Dembz: Night night

Riqui: You and I need to have a serious talk.. remind me tomorrow

Dembz: What'd I do?!

Riqui: You know what you did.

Dembz: I wouldn't be asking if I knew!!

Carlitos: Oooh someone's in trouble 😂

Dembz: WHAT DID I DO!?

Ronald: Lower your voice it's 2:00 am

Frenkie: Please stop talking.. I've had a long day

Carlitos: You got it goldilocks.

Frenkie: Thanks Curlitos

Carlitos: 💙

Iñaki: He asks y'all to shut up and you do it instantly but when I do...

Dembz: He said please

Ansu: He has a point

Carlitos: It is the magic word after all

Iñaki: 😑 Good night

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Dembz: What was it you needed to talk to me about @Riqui?

Pedri: My side is killing me now that the adrenaline is gone 😅

Sergiño: Bro you basically were wrapped around the post.. I wouldn't expect anything less.

Pedri: Worth it.

Riqui: Is it?

Pedri: Acting like you wouldn't die for this Club

Riqui: This Club absolutely.. I am dying for it everyday.

Riqui: But him?... I would maybe take a minute to reconsider my options

Pedri: Him?

Carlitos: Ronald!

Ronald: Yes?

Pedri: Ronald?

Ronald: YES?

Riqui: Not you. But Hi

Carlitos: Sr.

Pedri: Ah ... Fair

Riqui: 🤷🏼‍♂️

Ronald: Hi @Riqui

Riqui: @Dembz Are you out of your mind?

Dembz: Sometimes, why?

Riqui: You really want Gerard here bro.. you realize we made this to shit talk the adults..and kept it a secret for that same reason!

Dembz: Yes but.. it'd be fun

Riqui: NO.

Carlitos: Your concept of fun scares me..

Ansu: 😂

Dembz: We had Luis here... you really think he didn't tell them?!

Ronald: He didn't

Dembz: 😒

Dembz: As if you'd know

Ronald: I do.

Riqui: No more asking for Gerard

Dembz: Fine

Riqui: I mean it.

Dembz: I SAID FINE

18 December 2020

Oscar: Guys!!!

Oscar: The Girls will play at the Camp Nou finally!! My sister is so happy! 🥺

Riqui: They deserve it.

Carlitos: More than us tbh

Arnau: Yep

Ronald: That is fantastic news. Way overdue as well.

Riqui: And to think we play after them 😂😂

Arnau: 😂

Carlitos: You say we as if you are going to set foot on that pitch..

Riqui: Shut up.. It is and it will always be we.

Carlitos: I know... It's sad really..

Pedri: Eventually.. and hopefully soon, he'll see the error of his ways

Francisco: 🙄 Can he like see it now?

Pedri: 🤷🏻‍♂️

Frenkie: I am tired.

Frenkie: Exhausted even.

Riqui: So am I...

Carlitos: We all are.

Sergiño: I don't know what I expected when I came here, but this is not it fam

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Ansu: @Dembz you still going to the Camp Nou tomorrow?

Dembz: Yep

Ansu: Fantastic.

19 December 2020

Pedri: Can you believe it's been 11 years!?

Pedri: I still remember that day like it was yesterday!!!

Pedri: Seeing Pedro score and then LEO!!!!

Riqui: I remember.

Carlitos: Andriu with all his hair

Oscar: Puyi🦁😍

Ronald: Puyi and Geri were something..

Riqui: Xavi😍🤩😍🤩😍🤩

Carlitos: Good times

Arnau: The best of times

Frenkie: We can go back to those times

Riqui:

Carlitos: I Agree with whatever the hell Ricard just sent.

Carlitos: But I feel the sarcasm oozing out of it

Iñaki: Never say oozing ever again in your life.

Carlitos: It's a word

Iñaki: That you should never say again

Carlitos: Whatever.. gonna go get ready for the match.

Ansu: You have one job today. Win

Ansu: Please for the love of everything sacred.. WIN

Pedri: We will try our best

Ansu: You I trust

Ronald: What is that supposed to mean

Ansu: You as in the people here

Ronald: Aha

JC: If only someone else trusts the people here 🙄

Ansu: We don't hear from him for two days and then BAM!

Dembz: He is not wrong

Ansu: I know

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Ansu: I feel like Geri's spidey senses tingled when we were talking about his clown pants😂

.......

Ansu: I am so done with these idiots

Ansu: Not you @Pedri @Ronald @Oscar @Sergiño

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Dembz: WHAT. A. GOAL. RONALD!!!!!!!!!

Ansu: DAMN THAT WAS HOT

Iñaki: BRO!!!!! 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻

.......

Ansu: 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒

Iñaki: Idk how Marc still hasn't kicked everyone's ass

Ansu: Idk but he should

Iñaki: They really are making him look bad

Ansu: Ugh

Dembz: 🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️

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Riqui: Well that was horrible

Riqui: Poor Mira

Francisco: I feel bad for him.. He was supposed to go in first not me

Riqui: Not your fault bro..

Francisco: I know but still

Carlitos: I give up on him making good decisions tbh

Riqui: I gave up like a month ago

Ansu: He wholeheartedly saw the match and said let's keep Philippe most of the match and then replaced him with Clem... while we were 2-2... WHO DOES THAT!

Riqui: Again, I gave up on him making good decisions.

Sergiño: No but it's come to the point of pointless stubborness

Carlitos: We are well past that my dude

Riqui: And I am the one with the attitude.

Frenkie: We move

Carlitos: Yes, backwards

Frenkie: Touché..

#fc barcelona #blaugranets gc #blaugranets #babies gc #eps 12 #riqui #carles #ansu #dembz #ronald #frenkie #pedri #fran #sergiño #oscar #iñaki #arnau #football imagine #barça b #🙄#episode 12

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its-chelisey-stuff · 4 years

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Itaewon Class: When stories are so much more about than romance but my romantic ass ends up going back to it... always

I don’t post often about this show (in reality I don’t post as much as I used to because work gets in the way of all things I enjoy, sucking all my damn time... I curse you, work!!) but I love it. I really really do. I cannot call it my favorite show of the year (cause it’s only march lol) but I think it may be my favorite from the first quarter of 2020! And I mean, it was not even because of the romance (at the beggining). Itaewon class has such a rich story, with wonderful layered characters who have such dinstinctive voices and the revenge plot just drove me bananas (in the good way) cause damn YES! Why is it that the good and amazing parents have to die in dramaland? Why did it have to be him? And why did he ever do to anyone to deserve going out in such a dreadful and terrible way? WHY WHY WHY WHY??!! By all freaking means in all of the goddamn freaking awful dramaland, take REVENGE Saeroyi! TAKE IT!

But oh, boy. I’m a sucker for romance and people who follow my blog know it. God, the heavens know it. Everyone knows it. So when the romance started to build up and sides started to form, I knew very well which side (besides Saeroyi+happiness) I was on. And I mean, Yiseo took something from me from the very beggining of ep 3 and she never gave it back. LMAO.

However, I wanted to sit back and enjoy this show without analyzing every single thing anyone (good or bad) made. But the drama is ending next week and I after this week’s episodes, I just had the inspiration and need to write my thoughts (however controversial... because I’m sure not everyone will agree with me).

Full disclosure: First and second episode? I shipped Soo-ah and Saeroyi... after that though? Yiseo stole my heart and I rooted for her with all of my fangirl heart. Ever since, I never wavered from her side once. And last week when Saeroyi told her not to like him? My heart broke for her. My poor baby!! And you know, Saeroyi is free, like anyone, to accept or not romantic feelings from whoever, whenever, wherever! I will NEVER judge that! Never.

But... I will judge, with all that I am and I believe and stand for, his feelings for Soo-ah. Because, dude, what the actual freaking f*ck? What has she ever done for you? How has she shown in ANY WAY that she cares for you? The only time I saw her actually being by his side, was when his dad died and I mean, a big part of that was because she saw ahjussi as dad figure. She was grieving him too. But then she took that tuition money and later a job from Jangga and man...

I know you had nothing, no actual adult on your side, and no money for your future, but you kept working for those people for years to come. All while Saeroyi was in jail and later worked his ass off, every single day, for years so he could achieve his own dreams and his well deserved revenge and she still needed him (the poor guy who had a wonderful dad and lost him and with that everything) to reassure her, pat her on the back and say “hey, it’s ok, I’ll be fine. You just do whatever you need to do to survive. I’ll do that, too, no hard feelings”. Pisses me off so damn much.

We accept the love we think we deserve. But Park Saeroyi deserves a lot more than what self entitled, self centered and selfish Soo-ah ever gave him. And that’s the tea.

Yi-seo was right on ep 13:

Soo-ah basically told him: I won’t date you if you’re not rich. You said you will leave me jobless? Okay. I’ll sit here prettily, and wait for you to do all the hard stuff. While I, even if having a bit of power to help you, will not lift a finger to do so and will, not even once, tell you I like you back. You know for emotional support or something.

While Yi-seo said:

I’ll help you achieve your dream. You want to be rich? Fine. I’ll make you rich. You want to take revenge on Jangga Group? Okay. I’ll destroy them for you. You want to franchise Danbam? Okay, I will help you look for deals, inversionists, associates, etc. By the way, I love you. I love you. I love you. I’m in love with you.

Not to mention she recorded a confession from his father’s killer while putting herself in danger and actually taking a couple of hits from said criminal. Soo-ah, could have done that far more easily, had she wanted; all she needed was a flirty fake smile and couple of sweet words. She had years and the means. She just wasn’t up for it. Like our ahjussi villain said on ep. 14, she was tamed after years of working for them. After being fed by the hand of the corrupt power. And she liked it. She might LIKE Saeroyi, but she does not LOVE him.

Soo-ah only loves one person. Herself. And hey, that’s fine. That’s totally okay. Love yourself. See for yourself. Provide for yourself. But don’t ever, EVER, try to make another person do that too for YOU without giving anything back. Love is about giving and it goes both ways, not just one.

Of course, on the other side, we have Yiseo who has pursued an specific purpose for more than half the drama: to make her boss fall in love with her, to make him love her back. Yes. The motivation is kind of corrupted. But all she did, she did out of love. And that time he told Saeroyi that Soo-ah was not the one who called the cops on him showed me that she wanted to win him with honesty and not with all the dirty tricks that we, as drama fans, are familiar with. She took the high route. She went for the long run and I commend her for it. She wanted Saeroyi to SEE HER. Not to take the place that Soo-ah had. She wanted her own, big and primary, spot. And I’m just so happy that she finally got it. And I think she’s had it for years, actually.

The thing that doesn’t make me as happy is that Saeroyi realizes he is in love with her and all hell of clichés breaks loose and bam! we have the “I better tell you what I feel for you but FIRST let me tell the second lead that he is not getting you, I am” moment; a freaking kidnapping; a “come alone or else” threat and the freaking truck (in this case car) of doom.

Saeroyi, you can’t die.

He just can’t. This is not the way. He will not go out in the same, awful injust way his dad did. He still has so much to live for. He has spent 15 years dedicated to his revenge but also, has built a family that loves him and cares for him. I don’t know if he will take out of the map Jangga Group before the old man dies, but damn, he has to fully see there’s a lot more to life, HIS life, than revenge. He has to have what he has always wanted and needed, what started this ill fated relationship with Jangga in the beggining: his freedom.

My perfect ending for him would be IC live and prosper on the market, even if it’s not the first place. And Saeroyi finally able to sleep and rest well, forgetting once and for all those terrible people that harmed him greatly and realizing that he lost his father and that will always hurt, but he now has another family. Who loves him and will stand with him no matter what. And he has Yiseo, a person he has called the best luck of his life. Who he is in love with and still needs the chance to tell her how he feels. There’s just so much more left for him. So much good that outweighs the bad by so, so much.

And I want to see him tasting the sweetness of the soju, the way he hasn’t been able to for half of his life. He deserves that.

#itaewon class #park seo joon #kim da mi #kwon nara #park saeroyi #opinion #kdrama

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I secretly want to be a singer-songwriter but I have no talent (as in I dont have any training except choir and musical theater)

okay, well, first of all, you’re gonna have to stop saying you have no talent. if you start out thinking you suck, you’re never gonna recognize when you don’t. also, i don’t have any training in singing except choir and musical theatre, so you’re halfway there!

if you want to be a singer-songwriter, here’s what i recommend:

learn an instrument. seriously, any instrument, even ukulele. actually, if you don’t play anything yet i recommend learning ukulele, because they are easier, cheaper, and more convenient than a guitar or a piano, and just as functional for singer-songwriters (see: dodie). obviously playing an instrument is not REQUIRED for being a singer-songwriter, but it’s a HUGE help if you’re by yourself, and especially it’s good for keeping melodies and for taking recordings and for staying in tune and just, in general a really really useful (marketable!) skill.

listen to a lot of music. listen to so much music. listen to a ton of the kind of music you want to write, but also? just listen to all kinds of music. every song is an idea you can steal, and i mean that. (you can only steal the idea though not the lyrics)

make a list of song ideas. what that means is make a list of anything that has any meaning to you at all. big or small. you can put your mom, your dog, your favorite book, the best vacation you ever took, climate change, on and on. the list is supposed to be hella long. this is your ideas list. you can come back to it when you’re having writers’ block.

write sentences about things! i keep a document called “unclaimed lyrics” which is where i put any one-off lyrics that i think of that don’t fit into any of my current songs but i can maybe go back to and use in a future song. that’s another really good way to kick writers’ block.

as for actually writing, different people do it differently, but i would recommend the following:

think of something that makes you feel a lot, and write about it. anything you have strong feelings about. anything you love or hate, anything that made you euphoric or tragically depressed.

write a “thesis”. obviously this isn’t a real thesis since this is music not english class but what i mean by that is that sometimes it can be easy to just start Writing Words and totally lose the plot. at the top of wherever you’re writing your song, just write a sentence or two about what the song is actually about - what’s the point? what are you saying? for example: “this song is about how my sister is always there for me.” BAM. now whenever you’re feeling a little lost or unsure of what lyrics to write, refer to your thesis to remind you to stay on message (so to speak).

try to imitate the style of artists/lyricists you really like (for example i love ed sheeran and taylor swift and noah kahan and julia michaels - all fantastic lyricists whom i recommend). you can take rhythm, chord progressions, rhyme schemes, and ideas from any singer. do it!! do it. i stole a chord progression from a julia michaels song and then just transposed it up a half-step. steal. do it.

pick a rhyme scheme. ABAB? AABB? AABA? ABCB? the possibilities are endless but it’s good to know what kind of rhyme scheme you’re going to use so you have a little bit of framework.

rhymezone.com, thesaurus.com. these websites are your best friends. i promise it’s not cheating.

if you’ve done the melody before the chords (on your instrument of choice), figure out what chords work with it. the really awesome thing about guitar and (i assume) ukulele is that you can actually transpose the key suuuper easily with a capo, so don’t sweat whether or not the actual key is right for you.

if you’ve got a chord progression, write a melody to it! ideally with words. i guess some artists know how to write a melody and then cram words into that space, but i am not one of them. for me, it’s always easiest to know what i’m going to say before i work on how many syllables i have to say it.

wow i wrote a lot about this and i could probably go on but consider this a beginner’s guide. i do pretty much all of this stuff and i have it on semi-reliable authority that i am a good songwriter so you can trust me! and if you do write a song, let me know! good luck!!!

#this is the coolest ask ive maybe ever gotten #did you want all this information? probably not. but did you receive it anyway? yes definitely #songwriting guide #sunhashine #ask #answered

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jj-ktae · 5 years

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Millennials - Part 6 -

Title: Millennials Genre: Fluff, romance Pairing: Kim Yugyeom x You Summary: Life is made of stages and each of them is a hard push on the back, forcing you to forge ahead. You’re facing your biggest crisis, and then there’s him, who lives from day to day. Of course he does, he is just a kid. Words: 3535 Warning: Small age difference. Yugyeom x Noona Reader.

Please check my masterlist and reblog for previous chapters!

- Part 6 -

There’s no such thing as sadness, Yugyeom thinks. Everything is good in life. The weather is perfect, everyone is beautiful, the food tastes better than usual and wow, when did his skin become so perfect?

He communicates with you via messages because you’re busy and honestly, he doesn’t mind. You never wait for too long before answering, you agree to whatever he proposes and most importantly, you’ll be seeing each other at work tonight.

Yugyeom had no idea he would ever be excited about going to work.

“Look, it’s our Don Juan.” Jackson is the first one to tease Yugyeom when he joins his friends the day after. They’re supposed to do some shopping and Bambam is currently trying to walk around, his arms full of extravagant clothing and jewellery.

“Bam! Can you hurry the fuck up! I can’t find anything interesting in that shop!” Jackson yells before turning around to find a cutely blinking Yugyeom. “Also, don’t leave me with the lovesick guy!” he finishes, his body leaning against a huge rack of belts.

“Do I look lovesick? Because I am. God, I’m so in love.” Yugyeom sighs dramatically but his face shows nothing but pure bliss.

He cannot believe what is happening in his life. Nothing seems real, it’s like a dream dangerously close to end until he pinches his hand. Yugyeom has no idea how to function anymore but does he even care? What is reality even? He doesn’t mind staring at the wall for hours if it means reminiscing the awesome kisses he gave you.

He certainly has no problem grinning to himself and feeling full just thinking about how your hands grabbed his with tenderness.

“You look stupid.” Jackson concludes with a shrug as Bambam comes back with huge shopping bags and greets a dreamy Yugyeom.

“It’s okay.” Yugyeom doesn’t mind being teased. He isn’t even sure he is aware of his surroundings anymore. His feet are floating, taking his body wherever the hell it has to go and following his friends.

It’s been one day and he is still not over the fact that he is dating his precious noona.

He will never have enough of your cute tone over the phone. He loves your shy reactions and embarrassment whenever he becomes cheesy and sweet.

Goodnight, Gyeomie.

He starts laughing whenever he thinks about the way you call him.

“Here he goes again…” Bambam sighs as he puts the heavy bags into Jackson’s car. His friend merely pats him on the back before whispering about weird kids.

Bambam observes him one last time and laughs when Yugyeom whines cutely in front of his phone.  “She’s so cute. She’s too cute I don’t think I’ll survive. She’ll be the end of me!” Yugyeom wails again, his long body colliding with the car seat.

“STOP IT!” Both his friends warn him but he barely listens.

He is on cloud nine.

The grocery shop is empty tonight. A huge storm is threatening the whole city, worrying its people and resulting in them staying in for the whole day. You had no trouble coming to work, which is fine but as you’re staring at the wall, you’re wondering if time is going to pass as slowly as it does, now.

The door opens, turning your attention from your book and the reminder of your sentimental status enters, smiley and careful.

You don’t know how to act. Yugyeom is blooming, teeth showing because his smile is huge. He walks toward you and stops himself before he can lean for a kiss. He knows too much about you to act carelessly. Knowing you, you will probably tell him to be discreet.  How can he? He wants to talk to everyone and tell them he is dating the perfect girl waiting behind the cash-register and who looks like she wants to murder everyone.

Yugyeom takes his jacket off and waves at you, his cheeks turning pink. “Hi, noona.”

You nod, looking around the shop to make sure that the customer who just came in behind Yugyeom won’t see it. “Hey, Yugyeom.”

Yugyeom stills, his smiles dying at the mention of his full name. You seem distant, cold even, but maybe you’re just shy? He lets it go for now, not eager to feel depressed when he should enjoy your presence.

“Excuse me?” The customer asks as he peeks from behind the aisle. You simply raise your head at Yugyeom when you don’t see him move.

Is he going to stare at you all day? Gosh, it’s so embarrassing.

“Can you please go and see what he needs?” You ask, your tone harsher than intended and if you didn’t go back to reading your book, you wouldn’t have missed the pure look of hurt painting Yugyeom’s face.

He walks away, silent.

You hear him speak but he sounds dejected. It’s not like you can do anything about it. You don’t want to be this way but it’s out of your reach. Yugyeom makes you go soft and if you don’t mind being mushy on the phone, reality is harder and turns you into that bitch Yugyeom doesn’t deserve.

When the customer arrives, Yugyeom strolls to the storage room and decides to ignore you. You don’t know what to do so you let him be. It’s a pity, you both should enjoy the feeling of being together but because of you everything is ruined. 

After two hours of ignoring each other and him doing his best to hide into the storage room to apparently sort it out, you start freaking out. What if Yugyeom breaks up with you? What if he understands that you’re a bitch and will probably hurt him even more if he stays around you?

He was so sweet the day before with his flower and oh god, the way he kissed you back, how gentle he was.

You want to slap yourself so hard when you come back to your sense. You thank the last customer before she goes away and decide to go and see him.

Knowing Yugyeom, he must feel so sad about the situation.

You enter the storage you and he stops as soon as he sees you, arms full of tiny boxes. “Do you need something?” He asks, expectant and worried for what might probably come. 

What if you break up with him? What if you realised he will never be good enough for you and change your mind? He should have known; it was too good to be-

“I’m sorry.” You say calmly. “I’m sorry for acting weird and being cold. I just…it’s new to me, you know? I don’t know how to act; I feel like I don’t know how to be a good girlfriend so I push you away before I can embarrass myself some more.” You rub your face tiredly, mad at yourself for being the reason behind Yugyeom’s pouty face.

The latter says nothing and simply puts the boxes down on the floor, sighing.

He gets up and stares at you, his arms crossed over his chest and you understand he is mad at you.

But he isn’t and it takes a second for him to reach for you and wrap his arms around your frustrated form.

“Don’t think about it too much, Noona. If anything bothers you, just tell me.” He leans and hides in the crook of your neck, his breath tickling the sensitive skin. “I can understand. I’m young but I’m not stupid.” He jokes because he feels relieved and doesn’t want you to feel too bad about the situation.

“I don’t think you’re stupid, Gyeomie.” You sigh, as guilty as ever. He is still beating himself when you’re the one at fault.

Yugyeom squeals and parts from you just enough to see your face. “God, it’s even better when you say it to my face.” He leans before you can even answer and kisses you.

It feels good. Yugyeom is the same gentle person, careful and caring as his long fingers cup you chin to deepen the kiss. You let him, your own hands grabbing his shirt to keep your balance as your knees go weak. He even hums into the kiss when his tongue shyly meets yours, not afraid to let you know how much he enjoys it.

His lips leave yours when he finds himself too overwhelmed and his fingers end in your hair, threading the locks in adoration. His eyes look at you with all the love they can hold and he smiles. “I have to practice later; do you want to come and watch me dance?”

You nod, eyes still closed but fluttering open when you hear him chuckle cutely.

The grocery shop’s door opens before he can kiss you again so he merely brushes his nose against yours affectionately before walking back into the shop.

You take a deep breath and try to focus on your breathing because your heart is melting.

You ignore Naya’s messages when you sit into the dance studio. She is teasing you non-stop, sending numerous times “you’re so whipped” along with a ton of emojis and you’re sure you’ll kill her next time you’ll see her annoying smiley face. Yugyeom went to change and you’re not sure you’re ready to see him dance but the place is empty and the atmosphere is so cosy. It feels like some really professional studio where talented crews come up with great choreographies.

Yugyeom arrives rapidly, his clothes drastically different and skin out in the open. He looks rather embarrassed for his face has never been so red and goes to the speaker to connect his phone, starting the upbeat music.

“Just tell me if you get bored, okay?” He says from where he stands in the middle of the room and you nod, legs crossed and eyes wide open.

What you see goes beyond your expectations. It takes a while but as soon as he starts moving, you see it, peeking from behind the floating top he is wearing.

Yugyeom has tattoos?

They seem to be everywhere, on his ribs, on his shoulders, they come and go with every move but aren’t enough to make you forget about the way Yugyeom dances. He seems to be a totally different person, from the way his jaw clenches to how passionate his eyes are. His legs look even longer with every step he takes, his pace following the beat perfectly and matching the music heavenly.

 Suddenly, he looks like a man.

This duality amazes you. Earlier he looked like a lost boy in the middle of a crowd and now he seems in control of everything and uncaring of his surroundings. He doesn’t even mind thrusting his hips in the air and even looks at you from time to time, smirking and looking more sensual than cute.

When the music stops, he makes it start all over again and does a whole different choreography, as amazing as the first one yet even more perfect.

You don’t move, captivated and patient, like you’re in front of a mysterious movie. You could watch him for hours you decide, it’s so controlled and perfect.

He is breathless when he is done, but still glances at you to wait for your reaction. You can only clap, your hands now the only sound in the room and Yugyeom blushes again, his dark mode now off and baby boy side back.

“You’re a great dancer. I didn’t know you were…this good.” You muse, eyes shining and looking impressed.

Yugyeom merely shrugs. “Something’s off with that music. I’m supposed to do an improvisation but I’m struggling.” He smiles, grabbing the towel next to you and sitting.

You hum, nodding slowly. You don’t know much about dancing but it doesn’t look like he is struggling at all. “You’re doing amazing, in my opinion. I don’t know much about it but I loved it.” You lean to rest your head over his shoulder but he moves away, whining.

“I’m too sweaty, noona.”

You sigh. “It’s fine, Gyeomie.”

The later smiles sweetly at you. “You’re saying this to get more kisses, aren’t you? You’ve said it around twenty times already. I’m too weak for this, noona.” He leans and stops before his lips can touch yours.

“But you like it, right?” you mumble, looking at him. “Also, you said you wanted to keep on calling me noona.”

“I like calling you noona. You’re my noona, noona.” Yugyeom teases, biting his lip.

“It does sound like a kink.”

He hums. “For who? You or me? You look like you enjoy it, though.”

You smile, reaching up to get a kiss. “I do, I really do.”

The atmosphere is different. It went from being icy to being warm and you have to admit you prefer it that way. You don’t know what the future will be, but you do know that you want him to keep smiling for you.

You sit properly when you’re done kissing him and you finally remember something you’ve been waiting to ask. “So, you have tattoos?”

Yugyeom’s face instantly change, his features turning a soft shade of pink and his hand aiming for his cheek, grabbing the burning skin. “Yes, I-” he looks down, suddenly too self-conscious about his revealing tank top. “I always wear these when I practice, I forget I have those-” He stammers, obviously disturbed, “I hope you don’t mind…?”

You chuckle when you find his expectant gaze. He is too cute to be true. He must probably be thinking that you’re about to break up with him, again. “It’s fine, I like them. How many do you have? I can just see some parts peeking.” You look down and tilt your head, not daring enough to pull on the fabric to reveal what seems to be a flower on his ribcage.

Yugyeom gulps, not expecting to be showing his body after barely a day of relationship. “Ah, well, if you want to see…” He raises on both knees and starts showing you the said flower. “This one is a dandelion.” He pulls on the other side of his tank top to reveal a single sentence. “I also have this one.” He offers his shoulders and then stop, blinking cutely at you.

His hesitation surprises you. “What’s wrong?”

He smiles, the tip of his ears turning as red as tomatoes. “Well, the last one is on my back, I don’t think I should…remove...” his arms fly in the air, mimicking weird moves.

You understand right away and opt for a bit of teasing to relax Yugyeom. “You looked less embarrassed earlier with your hip moves.”

He laughs, head jerking back and acknowledging your remark. “Anyways! These are all I have. Do you have tattoos, noona?”

You shake your head, body now resting against the wall as Yugyeom goes back to a sitting position. He scares you when he claps his hands.

“Let’s take a selfie!” He takes his phone out of his pocket and raises an arm toward you. “I want to have a picture with you, noona.”

“I’m not photogenic.” You make a face but approach him nonetheless.

Yugyeom hushes you and proceeds to take a thousand pictures.

The rest of the night goes by as fast as it started. You grab something to eat on your way out – Yugyeom doesn’t seem to let you go back home – and walk around for a while. It’s peaceful yet stressing, because you have to get used to the overly touchy Yugyeom and his constant need to show you how close he wants to be. He always has a hand around your shoulder and oh god does he have to keep on touching your nape with his way too long fingers?

You like it, you like it to the point of hating it. Nothing about Yugyeom makes you find a reason to refuse his kindness. Not even the cute smiles he offers, not even his gentleman side. You accept everything and it makes your brain cells battle for dominance over which one is going to win the fight of resistance.  One side is obviously drowning into his kindness while the other one freaks out, frightened by the idea of committing to such a great human being.

Naturally, it makes you act like you have two personalities, one giggling when Yugyeom steals a kiss between two trees and another one not reacting when he does cute gesture to make you laugh.

Yugyeom looks puzzled but doesn’t ask. You notice he fears your reactions every time he does something.

And it’s true. Yugyeom is freaking out.

He doesn’t know if it must do with the fact that your relationship is new, or if you’re going to go back on full cold mood any second.

He leaves it at that when he finds himself in front of your doorstep. You barely kiss him before going inside. It’s the end of a roller coaster he isn’t sure he can keep on riding and despite his incredibly great mood earlier that day, he isn’t sure he feels as delighted as he used to.

“She’s scared.”

Jinyoung doesn’t know why he has to deal with a sulky Yugyeom in the middle of his bookstore. The young boy arrived earlier than expected with a sad face and won’t stop whining right onto his face.

“I don’t think she wants to be with me. Sometimes she does look truly happy, but then something happens in her head and she turns cold.” Yugyeom’s body is limp on his friend’s counter, who is currently typing stuff on his computer, focused.

Jinyoung sighs after a while, crossing his arms over his chest. “Tell her. I don’t know what else to say and you will probably never believe anything I try to explain to you.”

Yugyeom scoffs, barely raising his head. “So what do I do? I lost ten years of my life to confess only, what more do I need to do? Can’t we just be happy and romantic and cute?”

“You’re not 10 anymore. If you want your noona you’ll have to fight for it.” Jinyoung laughs, “Kim Yugyeom is discovering life, how interesting.”

“Please, I wanted to see her tonight because it’s her day off and she told me she was busy. What kind of busy? I’m her boyfriend. Well, it doesn’t even feel like I’m her boyfriend. Every time I feel like she is back on normal mode she does that shit again and it’s only been two days.” Yugyeom is frustrated. If he had to explain the situation, he would say it’s way too complicated. He knows nothing about dealing with his own feelings, especially this strong. If on top of that he must deal with a conflicted significant other, he might as well give up.

“I’m telling you,” Jinyoung points a finger to his friend’s forehead and pushes Yugyeom’s head away from his expensive wooden counter. “Talk to her.”

The latter nods, fingers tapping the furniture one last time before getting up. “Are you done yet? I need a drink.”

Jinyoung rolls his eyes. “You’re so dramatic.”

Yugyeom feels burdened. He has no experience when it comes to complex relationships and has no clue about how to deal with such weird dynamics. He only knows about living without worrying about the future so of course he can’t deal with you. 

He can’t understand what more he can do, but he also doesn’t know why you agreed on dating him.

Maybe you pitied him. Maybe you didn’t want to hurt him?

The bar is crowded but Yugyeom barely pays attention. He sits and avoids Jinyoung’s remarks like his friend isn’t even there. His mind is clouded by doubt; from the very first thing he should say to you next time he sees you to the possible outcome.

He looks around, barely thanking Jackson when he offers him a fresh beer.

“I don’t think she doesn’t want to be with you. She probably has a hard time accepting? I agree with Jinyoung, get that talk. It’s the only way to know and reassure her if needed.” Jackson announces when Yugyeom stays quiet. He looks back at his friends and agrees, grabbing his beer and drinking softly.

“It hurts to say this but,” Jinyoung leans on the table, “Jackson is right.”

Jackson rolls his eyes dramatically, puffing. “I, too, can be a smart-ass.”

Yugyeom smiles at the two, turning around when a group of people start singing way too loudly.

“Just enjoy for tonight, you’ll think about it-” Jackson pats his friend but slows his pace when he sees the way Yugyeom’s face turns shocked.

Jinyoung glances at the two, “What’s wrong?”

Yugyeom tilts his head, brows furrowed as he scoffs, bitter.

“She’s here.”

“What?” Jinyoung raises from his chair to get a better view and Jackson starts looking around the room, clapping his hands.

“Great, finish your drink and go talk to her!”

Yugyeom softly shakes his head, his eyes turning too dark to be considering any sort of normal discussion.

He doesn’t get it.

Why the hell are you sitting and laughing with another guy?

“I don’t think she wants to see me, right now.”

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prettywordsyouleft · 6 years

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King of Demons

Summary: he had sent you away as promised, but the longer you were away from the Devil, the more you craved to be back in his company. You were willing to risk it all.

Characters: Im Jaebum x reader / with a lot of Markson and a tiny bit of Bam.

Genre: supernatural au / fluff / comedy

A/N; Welcome to week two of Frightful October - Demonology! So I wrote this short fiction for the drabble game a couple of weeks ago over Jaebum being Satan. I highly recommend you read Havoc before reading this. It wouldn’t leave my mind, so I decided to do a follow up piece from Y/N’s POV this time. I expected this to be darker, but I added in Markson, so you know, it got a little humorous with their antics. And a couple of inside Ahgase jokes later and we have a fiction that’s open ended enough that if in the future I wanted to return to this, I can. I really hope you enjoy this; I had a lot of fun writing it.

Word count: 4558

He had kept his promise, setting you free and back into the world of humans. And in a daze, you spent the next week just going through the motions.

Had it been a dream? You had no physical evidence either way.

You were certain he had dragged you to the depths of Hell with him, and you had spent a night there in the very least. It was definitely morning when you roused from your slumber in your own bed, feeling far too exhausted for one night of absence. Did time in Hell go faster or slower than on Earth?

Although you had been ready to leave, after all you had done nothing to warrant ending up in Satan’s lair, when he had finally walked you to a rustic looking elevator, you had been hesitant to climb inside. Not because a small part of you wondered if it was safe enough to travel within, but since the Devil himself had told you his real name, you had a desire to know more about this man. It was reckless, yet as you stared into his onyx eyes, you craved more than just his name.

Jaebum.

In your second week, clarity started to return, and questions were building. You had frantically begun to search for information, using his name to find out further truths. If you could just uncover at least one clue, maybe then it would seem less of a dream world that you had conjured. However nothing seemed to match and it was maddening.

It frustrated you that there was no record on Earth about the Satan you had met.

Of course there were the biblical stories, or the anecdotes of others claiming to have met the Devil, but nothing matched. He was a fearful man who commanded a race of demons, and placed in charged of the cruellest entities in existence. There was not one account of him showing human characteristics. But you had seen them with your own eyes. Jaebum had watched you, keeping his distance for quite some time. His eyes followed your every move, and you had felt vulnerable under their gaze until you decided to stare back. And what you found was something softer and sobering. The fear that held you captive dissipated the longer you searched his face, noticing how gentle his features were. He had lost his control over you the moment he let your hand reach for his face.

Delirium finally hit. You had decided you had lost your mind, considering you couldn’t find anything to confirm your experience. And for the next month whenever your mind would slip to that night, at how he held you close as he walked you through Hell, his eyes glaring at anyone who so much as turned to see you both, or of the desperation in his eyes as he shut the door to the elevator and sent you away from him, you would laugh a little too easily, and shake the images away. It was detrimental to your psyche to allow yourself to fantasise of the Devil, of his handsome face and strong arms. You would simply push it all away until it faded from your memory.

Except it never did.

You struggled when the dreams began; meeting the man you so desperately sought after in a world that you knew didn’t exist. It was much too bright, not a sinister corner in sight. But his eyes were as they had always been, staring deeply into yours as he tried to uncover every thought you had. And so you began to tell him. After awhile you felt as if you had told your entire life story to Jaebum whilst you slept. He knew of the time when you fell from a tree and scarred your knee, or when you had graduated high school at the top of your class. You admitted to not understanding others around you enough to make solid connections passed friendship, and your parents were the most magical beings in your life. You whispered out your dreams, wanting to be more than just an office worker, to help change people for the better. Of meeting someone just like him, with a beautiful face and unyielding eyes that followed you wherever you went.

But even in the dreams you learned nothing more of Jaebum. All the same, you felt yourself falling deeper into his eyes, into his face, and into desperation.

You needed to see him again, dreamland or not.

And that had led you to where you stood now. It was dark and thundering outside; perhaps the skies were as foreboding as your mind was. Another crackle of the angry clouds boomed into the soundtrack of your evening, as you slowly and precisely drew out what you needed. It had been a last attempt to look into the dark spells of the internet, chastising yourself for becoming this pathetic. But you couldn’t not try either. You needed to find a way to get back to Jaebum, or out of this hellish nightmare that had become your daily existence.

Summoning a demon did seem like the worst thing you could do, but it was an extremity that you were prepared for.

You followed the ceremony through word for word and every required action, and then sat and waited. Nothing happened. You hadn’t been foolish to believe this would be like Disney, where a cloud of smoke would rise up and bam, there would be a demon inside. But you had hoped for some kind of indication that the sinister magic you had just played into would work. After an hour of sitting there, you scowled at the items laid in front of you and snuffed out the candle.

It all happened too fast really.

One minute you were on your knees in front of your summoning, and the next you felt like you were flying.

Or falling. You were definitely falling.

But you weren’t alone, and you gasped when you saw his crimson eyes, watching you as you fell. His lips were smirking, yet his stare was confused. It was disorientating to see two very different emotions in one face, and the longer you stared back at him, the more you wondered if all demons were this attractive. You clearly had a taste that was unfathomable these days.

And then he disappeared, your head moving rapidly to find him. Right as you landed with a thud. You heard the sharp exhale underneath you as you blinked a couple of times, and glanced down to see arms around your waist. Just who was this guy?

“Up,” he managed, and you scrambled out of his arms as he sat up and began to cough. He was slight in build which made you cringe, checking him over for any injuries from your fall. When his red eyes connected with yours again, you frowned as he chuckled. “I’m a demon, don’t look so worried.”

“Ah.” Nodding, you looked around yourself, trying to decipher if this was another dreamland or not.

“Welcome to Sheol,” he said a moment later, gesturing to what simply appeared to be a land full of fog and cracked ground underneath your feet. There was nothing distinctive about it at all, and you wondered if it was just an abyss that looked entirely the same. But the demon beside you seemed all too at ease as he walked along comfortably. He glanced down at you and smirked. “You know this is a first for me.”

“What?”

“Leading someone so innocent into the depths of Hell. You sure are something.”

You blushed, not quite understanding your situation, but you were relieved when he mentioned Hell. At least you were heading in the right direction.

“You know, summoning a demon isn’t the smartest thing you could do. Thank goodness it didn’t work how you planned,” he continued and you snapped your focus back to his face, the demon smiling at you with a gentleness that only continued to make you question all that humans knew of this land. It didn’t cross your mind for a second that you had been bewitched by this entity at all. “You don’t really think that chanting some foolish words with a few candles and a bit of drawing would bring a demon to your door step, right?”

“Well, how am I here then?”

He grinned. “I was assigned by my leader to watch over you.”

“Leader?” you repeated and he nodded once. “Jaebum?”

The eyes of the demon grew round and he all but jumped on you, his hand flying to cover your mouth instantly. You were surprised and stumbled back into him, feeling his chest rise and fall rapidly. His grip over your mouth eased a little as he leant down to your ear. “This place isn’t one we utter such niceties in. Unless you want to attract other demons here, I think we should just stick to Leader, okay?”

You nodded and he let you go, his eyes still roaming around to ensure you hadn’t attracted unwanted attention yet. Staring up at him, you sighed. “So how long does it take to get to erm, your Leader?”

“It depends, sometimes only an hour, sometimes a day. This world is always shifting. Time is rather irrelevant down here.”

So you had been right upon your arrival back home, you had spent far longer than a day in Hell. It made you feel accomplished to have one of your questions answered. Glancing up at the demon that walked beside you, you wondered how much more he would share with you.

“Don’t get carried away, I’m not entitled to tell you too much more.”

“You read minds?” you pondered and he laughed.

“I’m a demon. I do a lot of things.”

“Like?”

He hummed in thought, turning to you a moment later. “I know that if it weren’t for me in the last six months, you would have ended up here a lot sooner.”

“But this is where I wanted to come!”

“Alive or dead?” he asked and you halted, realising what he had insinuated. You glanced down at yourself then and he smiled again. “You’re alive, for now. Which is why we shouldn’t linger in these parts too long, we might come into contact with something undesirable.”

“What do we have here?” another voice crooned and the demon beside you groaned.

“Like Jackson.”

Jackson, the demon he referred to, chuckled to himself as he eyed you in a way that made you feel downright on display. You shifted behind the arm of your demon, glaring at Jackson in hopes he’d stop with his insulting gaze. He merely laughed loudly.

“Jesus Christ, Jackson, would you stop?”

“Now now Mark, just because you’re the fallen angel turned demon type, doesn’t mean you’re any better than me.”

“Oh, I hadn’t thought to ask your name,” you murmured and Mark glanced at you momentarily, nodding once before rolling his eyes at the broad entity who had interrupted your travels.

If this wasn’t such a sinister world, you would have laughed at it feeling all a little like you were on a trip to the Wizard of Oz, meeting new and different kinds of souls along the way. It seemed amusing that you could think of such a thing in this place. Perhaps all signs of your sanity had left you now.

“This is Jackson, a commander of Purgatory. Who should be watching over souls and ensuring they get to their rightful destination.”

Jackson smirked, eyeing you again. “And this soul here? Where is she off to? You should have done something better to disguise her, Mark. Flanked with a mere demon that serves our Lord, it’s hardly going to keep her alive if Yugyeom sniffs her out.”

“Yugyeom has been slumbering for fifty years, and she’s already been here once by our Leader’s choosing,” Mark reiterated, Jackson tilting his head in thought.

“Is she…?”

“Perhaps.”

You glanced at the two talking of words that made little sense and then sighed. You didn’t have time to stand here discussing the happenings of Hell. Jaebum surely had to be waiting by now. You stepped off, hoping that the internal compass inside you would direct you to the right destination, and began walking with haste. You heard running behind you and then a hand on your arm, dragging you back. Glancing up at Mark’s dark expression you attempted your best not to cower. “I want to go. Now.”

“This isn’t the right way,” he whispered, dragging you backwards.

You groaned, nothing had any distinct markings to you.

“Patience. Aren’t humans supposed to have this quality?”

“And down here aren’t demons supposed to be impatient and cunning?”

Mark nodded, looking a little exhausted. “Princess, I’ve been so patient with you, that my impatience is close to returning.”

“Will it? Then can you hurry me to Jae-your leader.”

He chuckled and you noticed Jackson was back. The broader of the two grinned. “What was he thinking, she’s far too naïve for this world.”

“And far too frustrated by your riddles. What are you talking about?!” you finally demanded and the pair glanced at each other before it all turned black. You screamed, though a hand muffled most of it, and you heard fingers click beside you, a small flame ignited that now lit up the darkness.

“Princess. I think we should name her that,” Jackson said all too casually as you blinked, Mark’s hand lowering from your mouth. You grumbled and he laughed.

“Will you answer me?” you asked after what felt like several minutes of walking in silence through the barely illuminated dark. “Shouldn’t you be able to travel in the blink of an eye down here?”

“What do they teach you up there? That Hell is a five star resort?” Jackson retorted and Mark couldn’t help but chuckle. “This is a land of damnation, Princess. We’re not given luxuries, and not even the Devil himself is spoiled by the ability to do much more than lord over the cursed.”

“You paint it like it’s the worst place in existence,” Mark chided and Jackson shrugged. “We’ve adapted, and you will too.”

“If she manages to stay. I can only imagine what up there will be thinking if they catch wind of this. I can hear that snitch Jinyoung already. Send her home!” Jackson pointed up and then shook his head, clicking his tongue in disapproval. “Mad, he’s gone mad.”

“Up there? Jinyoung? Mad?” you repeated, letting out a heavy breath.

Demons sure were infuriating.

Sensing your mood, Jackson finally began talking as you continued through this new plain of Sheol. He explained the factions of Hell - Purgatory, Silence, and Torment. He told you of how each stage had its place in housing creatures that humans barely knew to exist. He mentioned that Hell had been giving a shunt from up above to carry further souls than it could handle, and that their Leader was struggling to maintain control. And that’s why he had slipped up with you.

The knowledge was painful. The way Jackson had stared at you made you feel like a criminal, someone who didn’t belong and had made things harder for all those down here. You hadn’t thought much about the realm of Hell, just who governed it. As someone who wanted to help others, you felt deflated and greedy for only having one person in your sights.

This was all starting to become too much for you and you ached for the simplicity of Jaebum’s room, away from all this and into his eyes. At least those felt more calming than any of this did.

But were they? You were now concerned for Jaebum. Was he really struggling? The Devil was meant to be someone with immense power and control. Couldn’t he just show some of that to those acting out? It made little sense to you and you hoped clarity would arrive soon.

The darkness eased off after some time and you were greeted by the sounds of water running. When it came into sight though, it was anything but and you noticed the river to be made of lava and not something cool and refreshing. You hadn’t realised you were thirsty until then. There was a rickety bridge that looked all too unsafe to cross, but with the help of Mark’s hand and encouraging words from Jackson, you made it to the other side, thankful to see ragged cliffs and peaks that were often depicted in books that you read. As you passed through a large archway you started to feel more eyes on you. There were hundreds, all turning from within the shadows to stare at the three of you, some curious, some menacing. You clung to Mark’s side for a bit, his smile comforting you somewhat. And then you saw it, the elevator you had ridden that night. Rushing ahead and crossing a stone bridge, you ignored the cries behind you, sliding to a stop when someone stepped out in front of you.

“Who is this delicious entity?” he spoke, smiling a toothy grin of daggers. You swallowed roughly; he seemed the epitome of danger.

Until he laughed. It was loud and piercing, much too juvenile to be truly frightening, though his smirk and smouldering eyes seemed out of place. It seemed like demons where full of misconstruing appearances to you.

“Bam, you already know who she is,” Mark said exasperatedly as he reached your side and gave you a reproachful stare. “And you know that if you so much as lay a finger on her, he’ll cut you into shreds.”

“It’s tempting.”

“It took you two hundred years to get back to this shape after your last mishap,” Jackson reminded and Bam growled in frustration.

“Always the gatekeeper, never the fun. Why doesn’t anyone ever stop to have a glass of wine with me, huh?”

“I will,” Jackson agreed, eying you both and nodding to the elevator as he slung an arm around Bam. “Do you have any meat? It’s been awhile since I’ve been treated to a meal.”

“After smiting you for eating with me last time, are you sure you want to go against Jinyoung’s judgement?” Bam asked with a laugh and Jackson’s shoulders bounced as he joined in the pleasant sound.

“That bastard’s done well to secure himself up there away from Hell, cunning demon that he is. I’m waiting for the day they realise he’s nothing but a fake.”

There was a loud crack of thunder suddenly and Jackson screamed.

“Always testing his luck,” Mark muttered as he took you over to the elevator and opened the door. He helped you inside and looked at the panel before pressing a number. “You might want to hold on.”

“Why, last time it was--”

You couldn’t finish your sentence as it suddenly took off, and you fell to the floor with a thud, your eyes wide as you tried to make sense of this death trap. Mark leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, seemingly unaffected except for the tightness in his jaw. You attempted to get to your feet but it was far too dizzying and so you remained on the floor until the elevator stopped with a ding.

The doors opened and you weren’t possibly as ready as you thought you would be. The ride up had completely disorientated you, and you had almost forgotten why you had joined Mark and Jackson in this journey across Hell to get to here.

But his eyes found yours immediately, their deep onyx showing flames of anticipation. His hand was soon held out and you reached over to grab it, allowing Jaebum to pull you to your feet.

He existed. He was real. And he was holding you.

“Well, my job here is done, right?” Mark’s voice cut through the reunion and he smirked, not even affected by the glare Jaebum was giving him. “I hope to see you around, Princess.”

The elevator departed, and you watched it leave before you turned back to the gaze that hadn’t left you once. “Princess?”

“It’s been a long trip,” you admitted, waving off the nickname with a smile. Jaebum’s eyes widened at your gesture, his features softening and having a boyish charm to them. You watched as his eyes crinkled up in enjoyment from your smile before he realised where he was and all the eyes that could be watching him, the Devil himself, itching to smile at you.

“Come,” he instructed, leading you down a path and into your favourite place. The lair hadn’t changed much. The fire still roared in the fireplace with such energy that you knew it couldn’t be without magic. His armchair was still positioned in front of it, though there was a second one beside it now, and you eyed it happily. You knew it was for you.

Jaebum seemed apprehensive, watching you roam around his special place, your eyes not meeting his once. You could feel him boring a hole into the side of your face, but you perused his belongings a little more, wanting to relish in this moment. Finally you turned to him and he allowed himself to smile.

To say the Devil was beautiful in that moment was an understatement. You were overwhelmed with his big grin, enveloped in a rush of feelings that led you right back into his arms. You couldn’t tell if the smile fell from his lips at your forwardness then but he didn’t hesitate to hold you gently to himself either.

“I missed you,” you told him and he sighed deeply. “I didn’t know if you were real or not.”

“You did know, I visited you as much as I could,” he replied earnestly and you glanced up with confusion. His eyes were warmer than they had ever been. “Your dreams. I’m bound to this realm for all of eternity except for one night every two years. But I have other ways of reaching people if I need to.”

“So all that time…” He nodded. “I wasn’t crazy after all.”

Jaebum laughed and you smiled at the sound. He shook his head at you. “Oh, you are more than just crazy. You’re impetuous, and not at all what I expected when I brought you here the first time. God only knows if I hadn’t of sent Mark to you what could have happened.”

“So maybe I was a little crazy,” you retorted and Jaebum gave you a look. You blushed. “Okay, completely insane. Because of you.”

Jaebum sighed shakily then, admonishing you with his gaze. “What have you done to me?”

“It can’t be any worse than me, a mere mortal walking into Hell for you.”

“And when will you leave?” he asked, sizing up your lips, moistening his own as he continued to focus there. “Will you leave me again?”

“Do I have to?” you breathed and his lips were on yours, passionate, unbridled, and demanding. It felt fitting given how gentle he had been with you up until now. It wasn’t long until he showed you into another room that you hadn’t seen last time, blindly falling onto the large bed within it.

You had been completely seduced by the Devil as long as the night wore on. Which, given your information about this realm, could have been days long. You were exhausted and fell into an equally long slumber, full of travelling around Hell at Jaebum’s side, helping ease his burdens with ideas that he hadn’t yet thought of, and using kindness to dispel the frustrations of the many souls. You continued until they called you Queen, which was fitting since he was the King of Demons, and your King.

Your Jaebum.

As you opened your eyes, you groaned heavily to find yourself back in your bedroom. It wasn’t as warm as Jaebum’s lair, and you shivered immediately.

A sense of déjà vu succumbed the room as you darted around, trying to decipher something, anything to guide you away from the stress that was building. It was then when your eyes found it, the mark upon your wrist. It was small, but it hadn’t been there before. You fingered the little cross; smiling to yourself at how ironic his mark had been on you. There was a knock at your bedroom door and you glanced at it, lifting your blankets up as it soon opened.

Mark grinned. “Now, I know I’m not the Devil himself, but I’m sure you’re glad to know it’s not a dream much more quickly, huh?”

“Are you going to tell me what happened?”

“Something to do with up above. You were being too good for Hell.” He sighed dramatically as he handed you a cup of coffee and then watched you apprehensively. “I don’t really know what I’m doing in a kitchen.”

You spluttered at how sweet the drink was, and then laughed happily, taking another sip all the same. It was just like Mark to be this way. “How do we get back?”

“Well, there are a few options,” Mark said, coming to sit down on the end of your bed. He then let out another sigh, following it up with a pout. “But he said that whatever it was that we did this time, your heart still had to be beating in your chest. I don’t know about you, but this whole keeping a fragile human alive is exhausting. Jaebum needs to find a better kink than a beating heart.”

You hissed at his approach and Mark laughed.

“Should we try up above then?” you questioned, and Mark raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you know someone up there?”

“A couple actually. Jinyoung’s not half as bad as Jackson makes him out to be. And there’s a guy who is literally like sunshine too.”

“Sunshine, you know someone that pure?”

Mark snorted. “He’s like sunshine. But he’s far more wicked than all of us combined. Youngjae would be a good asset to have on our side when trying to win over the Gods to allow you back to Hell.”

“Well then, how do we get to Youngjae?” you asked as you threw back your blankets.

“Won’t you miss all this, Princess? Your family?” Mark stared at you for a moment and you ceased your movements, thinking to your parents that had raised you so well. But this world didn’t need your help. Not like Hell did.

Smiling softly, you looked at your new friend, the only one you still allowed to call you Princess, and Mark was unable to hide his own lips curling up to mirror your action. “I can visit them, right?”

“I mean, a living person down with Lucifer himself couldn’t maintain that position for very long, so I guess you could say it would be easy to just tell them you’re moving away for work.”

“Come on then,” you said brightly, gesturing for him to leave so you could get dressed. Mark smirked but stepped over the threshold after eying your bare legs from the edge of your tee appreciatively. “Once I’m ready, we’ll go try those up above. He’s waiting for our return.”

You knew you would do all it would take to get back to Jaebum, taking on Gods and all.

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adhdontbotherme-blog · 5 years

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the tiny problems: how to avoid losing focus with adhd-school edition

Have you even noticed that it’s always the tiny distractions that end up ruining your focus the most? Well, here’s a step-by-step guide to helping to alleviate some of the agony that comes from doing stuff that you just know will distract you.

While Studying:

Finding music:

study music is.....that bitch. attempting to find her is always a struggle, especially when she’s hiding on youtube under a cloak of video that you “just have to see!!!!!11!!”

so here’s what ya do:

you get yourself one of those super duper cheap 8-gb USBs from staples or whatever. then, you allow yourself half an hour to find all the study music that you will ever need, and put it through a youtube-to-mp3 program. take the mp3s, and load ‘em onto that sweet new USB.

take the USB wherever you go, and whenever you need some study music, just plug in that USB, and BAM: instant productivity

now what’s your excuse for getting sucked into the Youtube Void?

Using the interwebs to your advantage:

alternatively titled: your notes are all online and google is An Issue.

this one is actually really simple, but also agonizing and will likely make you cry.

if you have notes online, literally just copy and paste them into microsoft word, and save that fuckin document, babey! now disconnect from wifi, put your phone on airplane mode, and study ur lil ass off.

if you have questions that you need to answer, go through the questions and highlight the ones that you need to research. solve all the ones you know, and only let yourself google the question and stuff directly related to the question.

Going on wikipedia:

ahhh, wikipedia, the bane of my fuckin existence. you go on there to search for the function of the golgi apparatus and within a minute you’re on an article about grammy winners from 1964.

but sometimes, wikipedia is your only option. and you gotta take drastic measures because you forgot about that paper due tomorrow and really need some quick research

so here is an only-slightly cumbersome method for avoiding distraction well on wikipedia:

load all necessary pages. emphasis on “necessary”.

open each page twice. trust me.

disconnect from wifi. it hurts, i know

do all the research you need, if you click on a link, you will get an angry notification from the google gods, so close that page and go to the duplicate page i had you open before

please bear in mind that this guide is in no way perfect or complete. i only made it because my brain hyperfocused on this idea halfway through the school day today and it’s not letting me study until i finish it.

nonetheless, i hope this helps you to be a little more productive in your day to day life. i personally use all of these methods, but my fave has gotta be the one for music. case in point, i actually studied for 45 minutes today without getting distracted by going on youtube for music.

chances are, this guide will never have a part two. this hyperfocus doesn’t feel like it’ll last much longer. however, on the off chance that I do return, please feel free to send me requests for advice. i am a somewhat credible source, as a straight-A weirdo with ADHD, i know some stuff about school.

peace out, homies

#actuallyadhd #adhd #adhd advice #students with adhd #studying with adhd #study tips #adhd tips #adhdontbotherme #adhd-friendly guides

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guessimaclotpole · 6 years

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Alright, I know that it’s obnoxious, but you like MIKA and I can’t resist. So here’s my request for you to answer all of the music asks. Just.. all 30 of them. You can of course skip whichever you like, ignore me entirely, or whatever suits your fancy. I just had to ask because you seem to have great taste and I would love to see your thoughts/recs!!!

Oh wow okay hahaha. Was not expecting this at all!!

1. your favourite album opener

Angelsand Airwaves – Call To Arms (I-Empire)

2. a song starting w/ the same first letter of your first name

Journey– Any way you want it

3. a song outside of your usual genre

I don’thave a usual genre tbh. I’m pretty open to most music but lets go with…

LouBega – I Got a Girl (this song is fucking great, listen to it)

4. a song that reminds you of your favourite season

ObadiahParker – Hey Ya. I performed this with my uni class in Autumn a few years back.

5. a song from a lifelong favourite artist

blink-182– Online Songs

6. your current “on repeat” song

I hate repeating songs so can’t answerthis one!

7. a song your friend introduced you to that you ended up loving

MaximoPark – Our Velocity

8. a song that speaks the words you couldn’t say

Angelsand Airwaves – Rite of Spring

9. a song that captures your aesthetic (can be ideal!)

Honest,like I’m so analytical of music that I don’t think I can honestly answer. AlthoughI can say that Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles is pretty much flawless in composition.So musically, probably that one.

10. a song about the place where you live

I don’tknow a song that is shit enough to represent this place hahahaha

11. a song from an international artist

Fucking Lordi – Hard Rock Hallelujah. It wonEurovision and is the only good song to ever do so.

12. a song you can scream all the words to

OhLORD there are loads. Lets go for Abba- Waterloo since I’m still feeling the film.

13. a reboot of a song/songs you already loved (remix, mashup, acoustic,etc.)omg so cover songs are either shit or amazing so here are some corkers:Wheatus – A Little RespectJonas Brothers – Hello GoodbyeReel Big Fish – Take on MeSpunge – Oliver’s ArmyGoldfinger – 99 Red Balloons

Proclaimers– King of the Road

14. a song with the name of a place in the title

Proclaimers– Sunshine on Leith

15. a song that reminds you of traveling

TheBeatles – Penny LaneSimon and Garfunkel – I am a RockBilly Joel – Piano Man

16. your favourite childhood song

jesus there are a few…Shakira – Whenever, WhereverThe Corrs – BreathlessCher – The Shoop Shoop Song

17. a song that reminds you of a good timeOwl City ft. Carly Rae Jepson – Good Time (I’m not joking)

18. a song that reminds you of a bad time

BiffyClyro - 57

19. a song from an artist whose old music you enjoy more than their newmusicPanic! At the Disco – Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothesoff

20. a song that empowers you

I knowI’ve used this as as an answer butttttAngels and Airwaves – Rite of Spring

21. a song from a local artist

22. a song you related to in the past and present, but for different reasonsMy Chemical Romance – I don’t love you (how depressing lol)

23. your favourite cheesy pop songI can’t choose one favourite. Like I can’tMika! – Love TodayMika! – LollipopSteps – 5, 6, 7, 8The Original Chin Chins – Hey MickeyAqua – Dr JonesCher - Believe

24. a song from a soundtrack (musical, movie, video game, etc.)ShitThe whole Harry Potter score – John Williams?Never Enough – The Greatest ShowmanMean Green Mother – Little Shop of HorrorsTell me it’s not true – Blood Brothers

25. the song currently stuck in your head OR the song you are listening toright nowSong stuck in my head:Brimful of Asha – CornershopSong I’m Listening to Wig Wam Bam - Sweet

26. a song that taught you a lessonShake Your Tailfeather – Ray CharlesTaught me how hard it is to play the god damn piano and this man did it blind.

27. an instrumental songYiruma – MaybeNeil Zaza – I’m Alright

28. a song you always skipped, but ended up loving once you listened to itTravelling Wilburys – End of the Line

29. your favourite album closerAngels and Airwaves – All that we are (Love Pt. II)

30. your all-time favourite songI don’t have one. Like I seriously don’t.

Sorry if I disappointed!!

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daehwifi · 6 years

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WINTERS WITH WANNA ONE .

- admin xion [collaborating with my bby cyn @longquos]

genre: fluff member(s): wanna one ! word count: n/a requested: no side notes: aHHH THIS IS SO CUTE I CANT AISUHDNIMLKW

prompt: for the cold days with wanna one

jisung

every time you guys meet, he buys you heat packs

or if he doesn’t have t time to stop buy a store and buy some, he’ll share his with you

like it’ll be in between both of your hands as you guys are holding hands

when going to cafes together, he’ll place his face into his hands and smile as you drink your hot chocolate

finds it the most cutest thing ever when you place your hot drink near your face for a while to heat it up

would play little mini games to see who pays

like he’d purposely google “how to always win at rock paper scissors”

if he does lose, he’ll be like “practice round,”

if you do end up paying, he’ll like swap your credit cards or something

but if you catch him in the act and you do end up paying, he’ll become all pouty and child-like mad

he’ll only forgive you if you hug him and apologize

avoid dangerous or possible dangerous places, especially when he’s with you

always drives

he’ll purposely turn up the heat in the car to make sure your warm

from time to time, he’ll cup your cheek and run his finger back and fourth ever so softly

a pure gentlemen

make sure you enter the passenger seat first

puts on your seat belt

will do the parking trick (where he places his arm over your seat) and you just look at his jawline

and you could smell his cologne

which melts your heart because he puts on the cologne he knows you love the most

if your hand is resting on the space in between the seats, he’ll draw circles on it as he’s driving out of natural habit

if you fall asleep in his car, he’ll purposely park and pull out an extra jacket and throw it over you

giving you a light peck on your cheek and having the smallest smile before he drives again

will send you healthy tips (like good tea’s to drink) especially during the winter if you ever get a cold

sungwoon

would sing you to sleep after a date

or like if you’re falling asleep on his shoulder, he’ll sing (or hum) softly as he pats your head really gently

karaoke dates are common (yes you guys yell a lot within them)

but so are lazy days (spending dates within his dorm or yours)

trying to make small things together (like origami) or even bake)

if you run into taehyun, he’ll smirk at the two of you

or be like “shut up taehyun, y/n’s mine,”

“if you had a girlfriend, in which you don’t, you’d be even more whipped than i am right now,”

at a chirstmas party, he’ll try to out sing jaehwan

and you’ll be there like

“oh shit”

“i won right babe?”

and you’ll tease him and pretend to think about it and he’ll just pout

would want you to always have fun

tucks strands of hair behind your ear and gummy smiles because you melt his heart away

tries to hold your hand when you both are walking and once you’ll notice he’ll pout and be like “babeeee” when you’re doing your makeup and sungwoon is in your room

he’ll know all your makeup products by heart

“sungwoon can you pass me the nars pallete with the p-”

and he already has it in his hand and is handing it to you

if you’re ever using olive young products, he’ll know all the products even more

“babe don’t use that one, the lip tint isn’t long lasting and you won’t like the texture of it,”

“take this one instead”

knows you like and what you dont

like he can order for you, knowing your mood, what you’re craving

if your breaking out, he’ll buy cosrx pimple patches for you

lol this just turned into skin care routine with sungwoon-

minhyun

not a lot of outside dates

he wants you to be as warm as possible 24/7

would cook up a meal for you as you help

highkey when he’s rushing in the kitchen, he’ll purposely stop and give you a kiss on your cheek and it’ll be all worth it for him

he’ll buy home essentials for the winter and give them to you

purposely buys a kotatsu for both of you to use

if anything, he’ll let you borrow his sweaters

especially if you came with clothes and you weren’t so warm

he’d force you to wear a sweater when going home

doesn’t really mind you stealing his hoodies since he knows you’ll be warm and cozy

finds you to be the most cutest thing in the world whenever you wear them and you have little “bear paws”

baking is a must

when it becomes a mess, it’ll bother him

but you wipe frosting onto his nose

“let’s focus on that later”

if you bring cookies you made yourself

he’ll become so protective over it and hates it when his members eat them instead of him

scolds members when they try to interfere with both of your cookie baking together

purposely lay his body on top of yours when your laying down

and give you small pecks on the lips

he’ll give you small pecks everywhere man-

when napping together, he’ll sneak a arm around your waist

and nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck

make sure your body is close to his because he knows you feel extremely safe in that position

“i love you,” he mumbles softly

and you become a flustered mess

kisses your cheek when you fall asleep

he’ll find anything about you adorable

your sneezes

your laughs

even you crying

he finds you to be such a beautiful human being

seongwoo

he’d start snow fights with you and would want to build a snowman together

make sure you bring gloves all the time but when you don’t, he’d hold your hands throughout the whole entire date

would buy you a giant scarf and wrap it around you

whenever your back hugging him, he’d take your hands and shove them inside the pockets of his jacket, still holding your hands

his hands are heat packs themselves

smiles a lot when you back hug him because it’s something he finds to be so adorable when you do it especially

places his forehead on yours when he has the oppertunity

loves teasing the height difference (if there is one) if you guys go see fireworks, he’ll stare at you instead

cups your cheeks a lot

when you sit down, he’ll take off his jacket and place it onto your lap

he likes doing cheesy stuff

he’ll pay for dinner

when you reach for your wallet he’ll be like

“brb gotta use the washroom”

and highkey pay

always wants you to be comfortable

prioritizes you way more than himself

gets lowkey jealous easily

you two would be walking down the street, holding hands as a attractive male comes up to you to ask you a question (like where is the nearest train station) and he’ll compliment you within the process, despite your boyfriend is right beside you

and seongwoo would squeeze your hand as he compliments you

and deny it later on that he was jealous

he drapes his arms over your shoulders often

jaehwan

jaehwan would be all bundled up and have his guitar case swung over his shoulder when you guys meet

stops at a park or in front of a cafe and whips out his guitar

sing songs he wrote for you or really soft songs he knows you enjoy as he gives you this stare that makes you melt every single time

and afterwards you’ll compliment him on it

and he’ll become shy then cocky

tries to act cool and do the “you hands are cold so i’ll stuff them into my pocket” but then forgets that he zipped it up

and when he attempts hes like

“sHIT”

and fumbles to unzip it

you’re dying of laughter as you end up unzipping it for him

he’d be both cocky and grateful for you

“what would i do without you?” and

“pffttttt, i was just testing you, this was all apart of my plan,”

if you ever told him you were could, he’d highkey tease you

“jaehwan, i’m cold,”

“sorry, i’m cold too,” and pulls his scarf tighter around his neck

but afterwards, you feel something warm around your neck and it’s jaehwan’s knitted scarf

daniel

wOO MY BIAS

holds your hand on the street

giggles whenever you pout

you guys would meet and there’d be snow falling

and daniel would instantly embrace you with his warmth

if you’re cold, he’ll open up (hAHHAHAHHA) his jacket and wrap you around it

gives you kisses on your nose since your nose gets cold easily

kisses the top of your head often

smiles really widely when around you

covers your ears just in case if their cold

if you’re still cold, he’ll run to the pharmacy and buy you heat packs for you

hugs you wherever you go

especially when waiting in lines at a cafe, he’ll sneak his arms around you and back hug you

also would kiss your cheek within the process

girls are highkey checking him out because who wouldn’t

but you’re the only one he sees

daniel doesn’t really prefer it when you guys are together and are not making any contact at all

like if you’re not hugging, you’re arm would cling onto his

if not that, you guys would be holding hands

he’s just clingy overall, not that you mind

he’ll feel a bit empty if you guys aren’t doing anything

but if you’re realllllllllly not in the mood which is extremely extremely (x52) rare, he’ll understand

daniel would also wear trench coats often

i love him in trench coats

that by itself is a thread

wOOO BOI

and him in a huge ass scarf

yes pls

jihoon

the two of you like to go out and eat then go home cause none of you guys want to burn down the kitchen

so at the dorms, he’ll attempt the classic, “let’s watch horror so you get scared and cling onto me!” but he ends up getting scared and clings onto you

“jihoon, it’s not real,”

“sHHHHH YOU’RE THE ONE SCARED WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT”

but in actuality he’s not scared

you just weren’t clinging onto him liked planned so he pretends too

and you highkey know it

you guys would be the type of couple to spend christmas together (lol let’s pretend chirstmas didn’t just pass)

he’ll spoil you with small gifts that cost a lot

writes you cards because he knows you treasure cards a lot and have a box of just past cards you’ve received

i feel like he’s too weak to carry a huge ass gift so therefore he buys you small ones instead

abuses nae maeum soge jeojang to get you to do stuff for him

“babe can you get me the remot-”

“no”

“AHEMEAHEMAEH M NAE MAEUM SOGE JEOJ-”

and bam you’re giving him the remote

jinyoung always third wheeling

and jihoon just pulls that on you and jinyoung’s like

“what the actual hell....” and just leaves you both from that, shaking his head as your dying of laughter

making weird faces is a habit of both of yours

he’d just look at you and make a weird face as you’d do the same

and they’d always end off with both of you giving a small kiss on the lips

woojin

dates to lotte world or everland

he seems like the kind of person who enjoys those kinds of dates

he’ll want to buy those headbands and take pictures with you to show off to the members later

and drags you onto rides

at the end of the day, he’ll take you to the ferris wheel

and once the two of you are at the top when it stops woojin begins screaming and you’re like

“GODDAMMIT”

and can’t stop laughing because the sounds he was making is so funny

and the car starts rocking because you’re laughing too hard

“imscaredlet’ssittogether,”

once he sits beside you, you give him a small peck on the cheek and begins to blush really hard, staring off into space

as his iconic snaggletooth smile appears and he giggles softly

and then he leans in again and plants a firm kiss on your lips

as the ferries wheel begins to start again, the two of you scream and then start laughing

when seongwoo comes to pick you two up

“dID yoU Two hAVE fuN? (;”

highkey seongwoo the dad in this situation

you two begin laughing as seongwoo becomes confused

jinyoung

date movie x52

inclduing arcade machines

and jinyoung would have no mercy

“can you let me win once?”

and he’s like

“lolol no,”

no one escapes the wrath of jinyoung

when he claims all of his prizes, he’ll just walk off with them

he’ll debate if he wants to give them to you or not

also, him choosing which prizes to get is a story itself

“dammit, they have the gudetama sleeping but they also have the yugioh card deck that doesn’t sell anymore!”

makes you chose a prize for him

doing any couple-like stuff will make him really flustered

like really flustered

holding hands itself will make him blush so much

jinyoung’s probably a back hugger

he’s fine with it and all but he really likes wrapping his arms around you and putting his head on your shoulders

he’d probably kiss your cheek too when he does it

if the two of you took a nap together, he’d hug you so close to him and it’d be the cutest thing ever

you can’t even sleep because your heart is beating too fast

daehwi

when you two meet, he’ll hold your hands and jump up and down

when he has a date with you, he’ll carry a lot of stuff in his backpack just in case (stuff like checkers and has snacks, heat packs, scarves, gloves, etc)

he’ll enjoy squishing both of your cheeks together

fixes your bangs

gives you really soft and gentle kisses

and he’s really shy at first about the holding hands thing

but as time goes by, he’ll lace his fingers with yours

if you blush, he’ll ruffle your hair

“you’re so cute,” and then you’ll peck him on the cheek

and he’ll turn his head because he’s too embarrassed

if daehwi was taller, he’d back hug you

texts you “make sure to dress up warmly!” and stuff on the days he has a schedule and not with you

when he’s free, he’ll pick you up

the two of you take the train together and he leans his head against your shoulders and takes a nap

and you’re like

“asiudhnilwkmaduasonim he’s too cute”

guanlin

guanlin would do some really cute things that makes you completely flustered

he’d secretly buy things you said you wanted like ages ago

and when you unwrap it, you lowkey cry on the inside because he remembered

he’d highkey have a whole note on his phone of shit to buy you

whenever he see’s you cry, he’d be like

“oh shit what’d i do?”

“nO THESE ARE HAPPY TEARS”

and he’d do his iconic gummy smile

highkey from time to time you’d laugh your ass off cause guanlin would mispronounce something in korean as you’d correct him

hugs you before pecking your lips

and jisung just walks into the room at the same time and is like

“awh young love,” then walks out

the rest of the day is spent cuddling with guanlin in bed

and he’s extremely warm

when he’s sleepy, his voice gets really deep

he’s overall really whipped for you

becomes even more of a kid then he already is whenever you do something extremely cute

like he’ll smile really widely and do little jumps or kick his legs around

cOUGH

COUGH

CYN

@longquos (she did this collab with me <3 ily cyn also her birthday is right around the corner so pls <3)

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