#ps if anyone knows how to put a read more on mobile can you let me know thx ily

[shinsoups]

Student No. 22 —

m a s t e r l i s t

pairing: shinsou hitoshi x f!reader x class1a

genre: 1tbsp of crack, 1 tsp of fluff, a sprinkle of angst and 1 cup of chaotic randomness

synopsis: y/n was certain she would never be a Hero. She had a different goal in her mind, and that is to be a great doctor someday. With a terrible past she wants to forget, she vows she would never use her Quirk and will never let the world know what it is. Not until she finds out that the invincible quirk she thought she has can also have a certain weakness.

super random updates

a/n: canon Shinsou is joining hero class for their second year but I'm gonna make him part of Class 1A already yay! ALSO IM ON MOBILE IDK HOW TO PUT A *KEEP READING CUT* will edit this tomorrow 🙏🏻 sorry for the long post on your dash

OO5 : Acceptance...Is that a Threat? —

"You're already enrolled and your safety was entrusted to us."

"No, I'm sorry but I think I had enough." You hoarsely whispered. "I already got the answer what I was looking for."

Aizawa stopped in his tracks, his hands buried in his pockets as he watches you struggle to reply. "And that is?"

"The Hero scene isn't cut out for me." You bravely look at his eyes, slowing down your pace and faced him, catching Shinsou's gaze just behind your teacher.

"I don't want to fight nor hurt anyone to save lives. I want to save lives as a doctor if possible. And if you think that proper guidance is that one thing I need then you're wrong, sensei. I don't need that, please don't patronize me."

Aizawa tried his best to remain calm but the way you somehow push the wrong buttons and say things so straighforward makes him want to knock some sense in to you and tell you that there is more to being a hero. But the way you fidget somehow caught his watchful eyes. Aizawa squinted as you kept glancing towards him and behind him, catching a certain purple head boy passing you two.

You fiddled your hands nervously, seeing another gaze settling on your figure. Still feeling the pain on your shoulder, Aizawa walked closer to where you stood.

"You're scared of him," he said in-a-matter-of-fact tone.

"I am not."

"Because he can control you," he taunted.

Is Aizawa even a teacher right now? Why is he so pressed into this matter? You thought to yourself as you felt his presence even closer, caging you and your thoughts... your fears that someone actually exists that can easily negate your own self defense quirk. You bowed your head, averting your gaze.

"l/n-san, you don't like being controlled don't you?" Aizawa sighs seeing how your body trembles at the mention of the word.

You looked up wide eyes, straining to retort something but words fail to escape your mouth. Instead a nonsensical challenge transpired between the two of you. Shinsou held his breath, wanting to intervene the moment he saw Aizawa’s eyes glowing red and hearing your whispered exchanges. Only for Bakugou to block his way, enjoying the scene unfolding in front of them.

Everyone was silently hoping there was a good reason why Aizawa was suddenly fighting you just after finishing the Hero Training exercise. His hair flared up as he tried to capture you with his scarf, only for you to dodge and glare at your teacher.

“You didn’t fight Shinsou and Bakugou. Is that how you like to win?,” Aizawa’s voice echoed as you run towards the exit. Trying your best not to bump into someone along the way.

At the back of your mind there was a tiny voice telling you that they’re all judging you and your intentions was so unclear to be there at the Hero Course. That you don't deserve to be there. And they were right. But...

"You can become stronger if you train against him and with him. Maybe find a reason why he of all people can do that to you..."

You scoffed, amazed by how a teacher can agitate you with such simple words. Your grandfather was worse, his training methods were the worst, the hero exercise earlier pale in comparison to what you experienced. You only learned self defense in order to protect and not fight.

And to see this class filled with hopeful heroes to be are trained in order to fight for the justice they believe is such a ludicrous notion it made you wonder... why train them in the first place only for the HPSC to control everything? You gag at the toxic hero worship everyone seems to adapt. Is everyone foolishly blind? Foolishly following such trend? Or were you the blind one?

Gritting your teeth, you spat the words angrily. You stopped running and charged into him instead, “I still won. You got what you wanted, sensei. My Quirk... you saw it with your own eyes. So why do I have to hurt someone if the only goal is to win?”

With that said you side-stepped away from the white material coursing your way only to meet another set of it the moment you evaded Aizawa’s.

The rest of the class tried their best to avoid the both of you, still confused about what's going on. "She really likes to pick a fight doesn't she?" Kaminari watches as you gracefully dodge each of Aizawa's attempt to capture you.

"Sensei's erasing quirk is useless against her too," Midoriya mumbled, amazed once again with this new information. "I thought it was only fire quirks that were affected but I'm guessing she can --"

Midoriya's words were cut off when he saw Shinsou walked closer, carefully threading in the sidelines.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"I-I think everyone should calm down." Shinsou looked over you then to Aizawa who was shocked that his own protege captured him with his own binding technique.

"y/n-san" Shinsou pulled you into him, trapping you with his binding cloth for the second time after releasing Aizawa. "I don't know what's going on, but -" he looks at his mentor then back to you.

"Release me."

"No."

"Shinsou!"

"No!" he pulled you closer.

"Take it off."

Shinsou raised his eyebrows, smirking at the tone you used. He tried to hold his smile but the way you whispered those three words somehow made you two blush at the weird notion.

You bit your lips in embarrassment as you felt his breath on your cheeks, "No."

"Please?" you sighed, trying to calm yourself down. Too close...he's too close.

Shinsou looks back up at his teacher. "Sensei-"

Aizawa’s face was more unreadable as he walks closer, Shinsou was trying to figure out what his mentor's expression means. Aizawa simply stares at the both of you, a strange look both of you can't read.

Shinsou takes a deep breath, and goes on, “I shouldn't probably intervened but she's...she's injured because of me.” he looks away, too shy with the reason he came up with, now a small tinge of red powdering his nose.

There was a long pause. Aizawa merely nods. Shinsou opens his mouth, wanting to say something more but the words don’t come.

Giving into another temptation and succumbing to the curiousity budding, you rationalized the choices in your head. Do you want to fight him? Or do you wanna know how far he can use his quirk against you. About what he said earlier, were you scared people will resent you or maybe you really are scared of yourself.

"Fine." you murmured. "I accept the offer."

"Offer?" Shinsou looks momentarily confused about the exchange.

"Good. Now please do me a favor and stop being another problem child." Aizawa pats your head and walks away as if nothing had happened. "I'm not getting paid enough for this." he mutters to himself as he looked between you and Shinsou leaving you two behind and calling the whole class to go change back into their uniforms.

"Were you always a pushover?" Shinsou asks out of curiosity as he frees you.

"I am not!"

He watches as you contorted your face into a pout, your nose scrunching in annoyance as you rub your arms. With cheeks puffed out you glared at him, "I'm going to crush you, so you better know what's coming.”

"Is that a threat?"

You pat his shoulder bravely making him flinch at the sudden contact "No. It's a declaration of war."

The heat rises to his cheeks, his cool and passive demeanor suddenly melts aways as he chuckles lowly, accepting the declaration you just announced. "Then be ready to taste defeat this next time."

Curiosity was one thing you don't like but what you really hate the most is not finding answers to satisfy your own. So this time, you might as well go all the way in satisfying the curiosity growing.

"Then try me. Bring it on, hero."

a/n: the story is progressing so slow skdkkskec i just want to stress the part that y/n hates the idea of hero worship... Probably due to one of the many traumas she endured during her childhood.

But still she's a very curious cat, Shinsou unknowingly being the reason why she accepted Aizawa's offer once again.

ps: this is not proofread 🤧 will edit laters~

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[idy-ll-ique]

Doubts.

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff, tiny bit of angst.

Requested: By @just-trying-to-survive-marvel

"Can you do a tom hiddleston x reader with the quote "it's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today"? Maybe they dont get to see each other often since they live in separate places. As long as it has a happy ending I'm down 😁"

Summary: Tom is in America for a film shoot so his wife Y/N, and his 2 year old daughter Rosie decide to give him a surprise visit.

Author's Note: Wassup! First of all, a huge thank you to @just-trying-to-survive-marvel for requesting the fic and sending the prompt. I had a lot of fun writing it! I hope you all have the same amount of fun reading it :)

Y/N - Your Name

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Tom turned to look at his wife of 3 years, Y/N. They were at the airport, his flight would leave soon. He was going to another country for a film; he had to stay there for 8 months, which was going to be his longest time away from her in a long, long time. Y/N stared back at her husband, tears shining in her eyes. "I'm going to miss you." At her softly spoken statement, Tom rushed forward.

He took her in his arms, hugging her tightly. "Same here, darling. Don't worry, though, I'm going to call you every single day, maybe even twice if I get the chance." Y/N chuckled, pulling away from him. She wiped her tears and leaned on her tiptoes to give him a sweet kiss. "I love you, I'll see you later," she whispered upon pulling away. Tom nodded, still in a daze.

He soon snapped out of his trance. "I love you too, darling." With one last smile directed towards Y/N, he walked into the airport while pushing his luggage which was kept on a trolley. Y/N turned towards the exit, quickly booking a cab as she walked. When she got home, she fished out her keys and opened the main door.

As she turned on the lights, the thuds of soft footsteps echoed around the room. The babysitter Y/N had hired to look after Rosie, Tom and Y/N's 2 year old, gave her a grin. Her name was Sofia, she was 14. "Rosie is asleep," Sofia told Y/N, who nodded. She checked the time, it was nearly midnight. "Are you leaving? Stay the night, it's very late."

Y/N's motherly instincts kicked in when she saw the young woman putting on her sneakers. "It's okay, Mrs Hiddleston, I called my dad a while ago. You said you'd be back before midnight, I told him to come pick me up at 12:15. I'll just wait outside," Sofia laughed. "I'm waiting with you," Y/N smiled and the two walked outside.

They sat on the porch, talking for a long time. Turns out, Sofia was babysitting to earn money for a new mobile phone. Sofia had arrived at the Hiddleston residence at 4 in the afternoon, to look after Rosie as Tom and Y/N went on a long date before his flight. Y/N paid her a lot of money for that, she was here for 8 hours!

Soon, a white car pulled up in front of the house, which belonged to Sofia's father. Only when Sofia was safely inside the car and had driven off, did Y/N go inside again. She walked up the stairs and peeked into Rosie's room. The baby was fast asleep, a soft smile on her face. Y/N grinned and quietly closed the door.

She went to the bedroom shared by herself and Tom. She put on her pajamas, taking off the sweaty, dirty and itchy clothes she was wearing. After doing her nightly skincare routine, she went to Rosie's room again. There was a bed installed in the baby's room and Y/N just didn't feel like sleeping in her own room.

She laid down on the bed, watching Rosie before she herself fell deep asleep, tired from the day's activities.

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"And… cut!"

Tom sighed, immediately dropping his facade. He walked towards his trailer, running a hand through his hair. Once he was inside, he sat on the small bed and took his phone in his hand. He opened his chat with Y/N, his disappointment flaring. Last time he checked, the message was delivered but not read by her… now it was delivered and read, but she hadn't even replied!

What was up with her? He had sent a simple message: Hi love, how are you? How's Rosie? I hope you two are well. Why she hadn't responded… well… he didn't know. Nearly 4 months had passed since he left their home in London and came to America for the film. Since around 2 weeks, though, Y/N had been acting very weird. She barely spoke to him, made excuses if she couldn't talk and didn't reply to his messages.

That caused Tom's mind to go to the gutters instantly because let whatever be the intellect of anyone, everyone becomes a stupid piece of shit when it comes to the ones they love. What if she didn't like him anymore? What if she found someone else? What if she divorced him and took Rosie with her? What if, what if, what if… Involuntarily, tears pooled in his eyes. He held his palms in front of his eyes and sobbed silently, ignoring the message that popped up on the screen of his phone.

Y/N ❤✨

Sorry I haven't been responding! Everything is amazing, Rosie is fine. She misses daddy too much, though… I hope that miraculously the shooting ends early so you can come home!! We miss you a lot!!!! I love you, forever and always 💙

PS- I'm going to give you a surprise ;)

Without even looking at the message, Tom switched off his phone and kept it away. He cleaned up and wore different clothes, deciding to go for a walk to clear his mind. Here, Y/N was confused. Her phone showed that he was online just a couple minutes ago, yet he wasn't viewing her message. Was he okay? She shrugged and kept her phone away; he might be busy.

The surprise she had planned for Tom was that Y/N and Rosie were going to visit him on the sets a week later. She purposely limited her conversations with him so she wouldn't give her secret away. A loud cry from Rosie's room had Y/N up in a second, running to the kitchen. She was probably hungry. At 2 years old, Rosie ate anything she could chew and swallow well. Her favorite was the fruit apple.

Since she couldn't chew an apple well, Y/N always mashed the apple on a plate and gave it to her. For some deranged reason, it was Rosie's favorite meal. Sure, Y/N was proud of her for eating healthy, but… who demands the same fruit for every meal? Nevertheless, she quickly prepared the mashed apple and went to Rosie's room.

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"Tom! Tom, get up!"

Startled, he nearly fell off the small bed in the trailer. Why would someone be waking him up at 6 in the goddamn morning? He sat up, rubbing his eyes. Without bothering to put a t-shirt over his pajama pants, he got up and opened the door to his trailer, still blinking the sleep out of his eyes. What he saw in front of himself, though… he couldn't have been prepared for it at all. Y/N stood outside, a huge grin on her face.

How was she here? He didn't even know she was going to visit him! What a pleasant surprise indeed. Rosie was in her arms, too, staring at him with a grin similar to Y/N's. The mother-daughter duo looked ethereal in Tom's eyes. He ran out of the trailer and jumped into Y/N and Rosie's open arms. He hugged them both to his chest, eyes shining with tears of joy. "Hi daddy!" Rosie giggled into his shoulder. "Rosie… Y/N… I—"

"Surprise!" Y/N laughed, pulling away. Rosie motioned towards Tom, urging him to pick her up which he gladly did. "Is that why you didn't text me back? Or talked to me?" he asked. "Yeah, sorry if it made you doubt me. We had been planning it for a month," she chuckled. "We?" He looked around in confusion. "Yes, we. The crew, the other cast members, the directors, everyone knew!" she informed him.

Tom's jaw dropped. "Everyone? No one told me!" he blurted out. "Well, if someone told you, it wouldn't be a surprise now, would it?" Y/N chuckled, hugging him. He put an arm around her waist, holding Rosie in the arm. She was in her own world, looking around the place. "It's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today. My day is made," he mumbled, placing his chin atop her head.

Y/N burrowed closer to him. "How long are you gonna stay here?" Tom questioned a few seconds later. "One week. We wish we could stay longer, but we don't want to disturb you and plus, my job starts next week," Y/N said with a smile. He was about to reply when a sudden urge to sneeze overcame him. "Achoo!" Rosie burst out laughing as Tom sneezed loudly. "Put on a t-shirt, Mr Hiddleston, we're not going anywhere!" Y/N wheezed, clutching her stomach.

He laughed too, passing Rosie over. Y/N and Rosie waved as Tom walked into his trailer. He grinned at himself in the mirror, hating himself for doubting his wife. He quickly put on a t-shirt, combed his hair and made himself slightly more presentable. When he walked back outside, he saw Y/N and Rosie chatting with his coworkers. More like, his co-stars were crooning over Rosie.

She was replying enthusiastically as well. He smirked to himself, quietly sneaking over to Y/N. He put his arms around her from behind, smiling as Y/N placed a kiss on his cheek. "I love you, Mr Hiddleston," she whispered. "I love you too, Mrs Hiddleston, so much."

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[utapriyanderes]

Heylo! It's me again! First off thank you for answering the last, I really enjoyed it. Just curious, what other Otome games do you play/ have played? I wanna play more but don't know where to start.

You’re welcome~ and I did read your tags and comment! I’m very excited to see what you do with them! Also, I’m going to go a bit on a rant here, but everyone has their own taste is otome games when it comes down to story and theme overall, so just play what interests you that I say here or if you find anything else!

Otherwise, let’s get to it~!

The games that I think would be fitting to start would be the mobile section of otome games. These otome games were also the ones that got me into otome games, but since there are free ones it’s nice to start with without having to spend money so you know what you like or what you’re interested in.

One of the best mobile otome companies (in my opinion) is Cybird. Cybird does the games:

-Midnight Cinderella

-Ikemen Sengoku

-Ikemen Revolution

-Ikemen Vampire

& -Destined to Love

Though they also were the ones to English localize the game A3!

Note though that they do have a ticket system where you get five free tickets a day and can read only five tickets worth unless you pay for more (though you can also get tickets for free either as gifts or end of route rewards. (Also as event rewards, I think?)

Though currently I’m playing Ikemen Revolution and Ikemen Vampire, which I both enjoy but I do enjoy IkeRev a little better since it is “Alice in Wonderland” themed. Also my first otome was Midnight Cinderella which I don’t play anymore but highly recommended if you're into fairytale-esc things since it is also really good.

Other mobile otome games that I think are really good that are free is “Court of Darkness” by Voltage inc as well as their “Liar! Uncover the Truth” (though Liar is a bit different compared to the others, but it’s still pretty enjoyable.)

I actually don’t play many mobile otome games anymore since a lot of them are “freemium” now. Though these are some worthy mentions (that aren’t freemium):

-Once Upon a Fairy Love Tale (kinda hard to get the ending you want though, unless that’s just me.)

-Sleepless Cinderella: PARTY (Voltage has a few more free games which all have “PARTY” at the end of it.)

-NTT Solmare games (Specifically, “Blood in Roses” but also their stand alone ones too. (Their app Story Jar is their freemium app (also if not all of it is freemium please tell, though I’m sure it is), which I’m not particularly fond of.)

-Mystic Messenger (The story is really good and it is also made by the same people who did Nameless and Dandelion.)

Though the list might be small but a lot of the old otome games I would play have either gone into group apps like Story Jar and turned into freemium or their company just kinda went out of production shutting down the apps. Like NTT Solmare’s old otome games that were free were highly enjoyable but now a majority of them just shut down and went into Story Jar which saddens me since a lot of those otomes were with my first.

There are also free PC otome games on Steam like “Seduce Me” and “Cinderella Phenomenon” which “Seduce Me” is really good and I have yet to play the other. Though if you look on steam you can find a few free otome games.

Though the otome games I really like are the paid ones on Steam. I have mentioned “Nameless ~The One Thing You Must Recall~” ($30) which is a great game personally and I also really like “Amnesia: Memories” ($10), “Dandelion -Wishes Brought To You-” ($30) (By the same people as Nameless, also their first otome game), and “OZMAFIA!!” ($35). There are other paid otome games on steam, but these ones are my favorite.

Anyways, this is actually quite a long post already and sorry for ranting(?) about everything so much and I hope this was helpful? If I said too much and made it confusing then just ask about the confusing parts and I’ll make it clearer. Also if you have a PS Vita and/or a Switch then I can recommend you otome games for those too!

To be honest though I’m also kinda out of the loop with otome? I don’t really buy new releases anymore (though I want to and am going to start again since I’m getting back into them and I love playing them, which is why I’m getting back into Nameless and I hope to play more in the future and get new games that came out that I haven’t got.)

Yet also the reason as to why is because of how deeply into Utapri I am, haha. So I kinda just stopped wanting to play otome since I wanted to focus on Utapri, but now I’m going to be doing both. (Hopefully, my moods always change.)

Either way! I hope this was helpful and not confusing and honestly otomes are so much fun and some tell really good stories so I hope you at least find one you really like and are into! I’m also going back into the otome game and I don’t have all this knowledge for nothing, so I’m happy it was put to good use!

Thank you, and I wish you (and anyone else) good luck in your romance journeys~!

#Not proofread so there are probably expected typos. #Thank you for asking about otome games I love and missed talking about them! #There is a lot of variety so there is going to be something for everyone! #Also sorry for not posting anything I ended up spending time with my family this week and forgot to update everyone but I will hopefully- #get something out during the weekend! #(Also side note- I highly yume myself with Jonah Clemence and we are engaged and I love him with my whole heart.- #Thank you for coming to my ted talk.) #Anyways thank you again for this ask and I really hope I was clear and that it helped in starting up this new journey! #not yandere or utapri related #Also if any of you just want to generally talk whether about this or utapri or yanderes or really anything then feel free to send in an ask

[bitchiha]

A/N: I accidentally posted the request before I finished LOL. So I don’t know much about Tsundere relationships, but I did some reading on it just before I started writing and I hope I did the request some justice! Also I’m literally Kankuros bitch <3

Ps, I’m sorry I didn’t put a keep reading thingy idk how to do it on mobile and my trash laptop is broken 😭😭

Also I didnt include tobirama bc I absolutely hated how his turned out and I had to delete it im sorry 😖

✎ Tsundere relationship! (Hidan, Kank, Naruto)

Kankurō

Ahh, where to start? I think you’ll meet on a mission co partnered with the Leaf...

You and Shikamaru are sent to assist the Sand on a mission. Now, we already know Kankurō is a bit of a sassy mf when it comes to the Leaf like I think he whole heartedly believes the Sand is superior and you also have those feelings about your own village... So there’s an instant dislike for one another. Kinda like an instant rivalry.

Literally the first thing you say to him is “So, the Sand can’t take care of their own missions?” And that sets Kankurō off, “What, how dare you- ack! Temari, that hurt! I’m not gonna let her walk all over us like that, I’ll fight you right now you Leaf Village bi- ow! Temari!” Shikamaru has to hold you back LMFAOO you’re ready to throw hands “Huh, what’s that? Sounds like you’re really determined for me to kick your ass?” He lowkey liked when you said that to him lol.

Anyways, the two of you are bickering the whole entire way to the missions destination. You’ll tease eachother about anything and everything you can. So, once you find out about his puppet master jutsu its only natural that you fall on the floor with laughter. Like full on tears and strangled breathing. Now this is something you can really tease him about.

“What! You still play with dolls? I bet you have little sleep over parties with them and do their hair-“

You’re cut off because he tries to trap you in the Ant. Temari has to strangle him and force him to let you out. You’re lucky he didn’t iron maiden your ass LMFAOO.

This is the kind of the energy you guys carry whenever you see eachother from now on. He’ll see you more often too because you carry out a lot of Leaf and Sand allied missions and duties. Rip to anyone who gets put on a mission with you two tbh.

But on one particularly hard mission it ends up down to the two of you fighting off like 10 enemies. He’s trying to focus on fighting them, but he can’t stop thinking about if you’re okay. His distractedness earns him a particularly hard blow.

You end up having to fight off the remaining enemies yourself, all the while protecting him. The last thing he remembers is you screaming his name when he gets hit and the fear that was in your eyes at seeming him like that. It slowly turns to anger and then you kick the bad guys asses. He’s like half conscious but is laying there like: whatta bad bitch. Then he passes out.

Starts to really admire you after that and his comments aren’t as snarky when he sees you next. It’s more like little jabs and teases because that’s how he shows his affection, but they were no longer the hardcore roasts he’d dish out before. You probably stop flaming his ass too because let’s be real here; you’ve both obviously been attracted to each other from the start you just didn’t want to admit it.

Like cmon, he didn’t wait for you at the gates every single time he knew you were visiting just to insult you first. No. He came there to see your cute ass first!!Same goes for you, like you didn’t take all the missions to the Sand for nothing. You came there to see your fav hot headed puppet master.

He’ll ask you out a few months later, when you end up at the Sand again. Probably takes you to dinner before going back to his place. I 100% see him showing you his puppets and this time you’ll actually show your interest and not just tease him lol. Probably ends up making out with you on his workbench. Ok that’s all.

Naruto

You meet eachother for the first time at Ichirakus. Second to Naruto, you actually bring in the most cash for the place. So it’s surprising you two had never met each other before.

Until now of course. He’s just gotten back from a long mission and he’s dying for some ramen. He strolls right in and orders a miso pork ramen, but the old man tells him there’s no more pork left.

Probably flips his shit like who tf ate it all?? Then the old man points at you. You’re sitting there chowing down you’re literal 15th bowl, the giant stack of empty bowls next to you proving it. You watch the blondie charge right at you while you eat the last miso pork bowl of ramen for the day.

You put the bowl down and wipe your face just as he stops right infront of you, very close to your face. You can see the anger in his eyes, but you are not giving up. Also, the guy looks sorta comical so you basically laugh in his face which gets him more worked up.

“What are you laughing about? You just ate all of old mans pork for the day!! That last bowl is mine, believe it!” Once again you laugh in his face because you just can’t help yourself. Probably end up fist fighting eachother on the spot. Neither of you win because one of you ends up smashing into the bowl, sending it flying right at the old man. He kicks you both out, right after you pay your tab of course.

This arises a competition of who will eat all the miso pork ramen first, it goes on for a good few months. Ichirakus is swimming in your money now. Until one day, when you two arrive at Ichirakus at the same time. You basically have a show down. Unfortunately both your wallets are cleaned out and you can’t even pay off your bills anymore so you’re now indebted to the ramen place.

Narutos mission money won’t even cut it anymore and you can’t pay your debt off either. So you both have to get a job doing Ichirakus dishes until you can pay your debt off.

At first you two wanna strangle each other everytime youre in each others line of sight. But slowly — veryyyy slowly, you start to bond over your love for ramen. Like you can probably sniff the bowls before you clean them and tell instantly what ramen was eaten out of it.

You discover you both have the same favourite instant ramen, the same favourite Ichirakus order, etc... Then before you know it you actually start dating. Nobody knows how it happened because you were rivals for a good couple of months, but now all the sudden your holding hands while and eating ramen together peacefully. Mind blown.

Hidan

You’re a brand new Akatsuki member and you’re cute. Really cute. Not only was Deidara drooling over you too, Kakuzu just asked to file your taxes. Do you even do taxes? You’re a rouge ninja. Anyways, Hidan is so sure that Jashin would love to have you.

You two start taking to eachother and actually getting along pretty well, until he mentions Jashin. You shut him down so quickly after that. Like you’re not interested in his fake God, no matter how cute he is.

From then on he tries to ignore you or is just super petty towards you all the time. Like you just got back from a failed mission with your Akatsuki partner and he’s at the hideout mocking you like “if you prayed to Jashin with me this wouldn’t have happened.”

Literally so fucking petty.

Anytime you suggest an idea to the Akatsuki he immediately tears it down. It doesn’t really matter when he does though because nobody really listens to Hidan anyways, it’s just annoying.

You two get put on a mission together one day because Kakuzu has some important money buisness to take care of. Hidans so pissy about it, “oh come on! Out of everybody you picked y/n? She doesn’t even respect my religion, how are we supposed to work together!?” Kakuzu just looks at him and is like “Hidan, I don’t care about Jashin either.”

Butthurt the whole journey. If you guys get bombarded or run into trouble he probably doesn’t even bother backing you up. If anything he tries to feed you to them LMFAOOO. Such a jerk.

Then, once he thinks that all the bad guys are gone he turns to you all confidently because you got your ass whooped and he’s like “see, I bet if you prayed to Jashin you wouldn’t be injured this bad-“

An enemy just stabbed him right through the chest and he watches the look of shock on your face. That’s when he gets an idea. He falls on the floor super fucking dramatically and you have to take the last guy down for him.

Then you kneel next to him and cradle his body because yes he was such a petty bitch but he actually started to grow on you. So you cry and in this distressed moment you probably even attempted to pray to Jashin because you’re desperate as fuck.

This bitch really makes his eyes flutter open and is like; “y/n?” Really fucking plays off that he was unconscious, “Jashin... Jashin saved me.”

Your ass just got clowned but I mean you believe it because like he just got stabbed right through the heart. Even immortal people should die if they were stabbed in the heart, right? It seemed like it was the case.

So yah he basically just emotionally manipulated you into being semi interested in his religion.

Then he stops being petty with you and probably asks you to sleep with him as an offering to Jashin. “It’s only fitting! He just saved my life afterall.”

Literal definition of a sleeze bag <3

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[sunflowerhae]

Linger

Episode • 7/8

Mobile Masterlist •

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Authors note• the next part will be the last part I promise guys

Warnings• language, mentions of death I think at this point I can’t remember

Songs• Something - the Beatles/linger - the cranberries/possibility- Lykke Li/ requiem on water - imperial mammoth

•never

•in your entire life

•were you more surprised than when you opened your locker one morning

•and saw a little note float out, and rest itself in the floor in between you and the locker.

•you honestly didn’t want to pick it up.

•what the hell did that asshole have to say to you now?

•you finally lean down and pick up the note

•and you have to hold your hand over your mouth once you open it to stop the crying

•bc you’re in the middle of school

•that’s

•so embarrassing

•lol don’t even ask what school was like the Monday after prom

•right there

•on the page

•is a poorly drawn sun.

•but this sun was different

•it’s eyes were closed

•and it had tears running down its cheeks

•Jaemin wrote you another note for a number of reasons

•the main one being

•he just wanted you to feel beautiful in your skin again

•he regretted everything he said to you

•but the one he regretted the most was telling you you’re not beautiful

•bc wtf

•who

•wtf

•Jaemin had known you for 8 months

•he knew your insecurities

•he knew what to use against you

•and he used it

•and that made Jaemin worse than some of the worst ppl he’s ever talked to

•and he literally can’t look at himself in the mirror anymore

•one time he got so mad he just fucking punched his mirror and it like, shattered

•really fucked up his hand but he didn’t even care at that point

•he was drunk

•felt numb

•so the letters were a way for him to feel something again

•and for him to express his love for you still

•bc no matter what he says to literally anyone

•all he does is love u

•he like truly believes ur his soulmate

•and that he’ll die alone

•and to top it all off

•his parents loved you so they’re always asking where you are

•and vice versa but you told ur mom what happened

•and Jaemin tried to keep it in but one night at dinner his mom is like “i really miss y/n! I told you what we were having earlier bc I knew it’s y/n’s favorite and I wanted you to invite her!”

•and Jaemin starts eating quietly but then starts remembering the first time you met his parents and you ate this so mid bite he just breaks down and starts sobbing

•bc hes like kept this all in

•he doesn’t want anyone to know he actually cares abt u

•but these are his Parents

•so he tells them

•and they are like “bro what”

•and they ask him if his reputation as a high school student was more important to him than love

•and he already knew it wasn’t

•but he was already 10000% sure u hated his guts

•and you did

•but you also still loved him and u hated it

•so you open the letter

•”Sunshine, it’s been a while. I know what happened between you and Jaemin, and I’m so sorry. I’m doing this again, not because I want you to be with me just because you’re single now (you don’t even know me) but because I was there that night. And I heard him. And y/n, I have never heard a more wrong and idiotic being in my life. And I need you to know he was wrong. I need you to know how beautiful you are; inside and out.

First things first, I didn’t get to say it to you that night, because I’m an idiot, and I wish I had, but you looked so beautiful at prom. You’re hair was curled and hanging over your shoulder, and your pink dress with the flower heals; I wanted to marry you right then and there. You took my breath away, even more than the first time I laid eyes on you. But even then you were absolutely stunning. You are so gorgeous in everything you wear. It doesn’t matter to me. I wanted to kiss you, and hug you, and tell you how much I loved you.

But I didn’t.

And I’m so sorry sunshine. I wish I had. I really do.

If you don’t want these letters, then throw them out without ever looking them, I get it. I just want you to have self confidence again; to feel beautiful and smart again. Because I think - no, I know - that you’re the most stunning person I’ve ever seen, and the smartest. And you teach me everyday how to be a beautiful person inside and out.

I love you sunshine.

Always and forever”

•knowing it was Jaemin

•his letters used to make you so happy

•now it upset you so much

•bc what was the truth

•but you didn’t tell him you knew

•you wanted to see what he had to say

•and if you were being honest, you craved his affection still

•bc u were in love with him

•unfortunately

•but it ended up hurting u more

•he would write more letters than he used to

•before, you would get maybe three of four a month

•now you got at least three a week

•and they were all about how amazing you are

•and in a lot of them

•Jaemin would subtly tear himself down

•u read in between the lines to see it

•and you were honestly scared he was gonna kill himself

•you knew all the pressure he had on him; football captain, honors and AP student, the popular boy, the good kid (although that on was a bit tarnished after prom lmao)

•he used to sit with u for hours venting

•and then you would be there to help him

•he no longer had that support

•bc he was such a closed off person, he didn’t tell his friends much of his problems

•well

•no matter what, you were not having it

•it wasn’t that you were weak. you like to think of it as you being strong. bc even though everything he had done, you still wanted to make sure he was okay in the end. you still had the courage to say something to him.

•so you left a note in his locker

•”Dear my secret admirer,

Not so secret, huh? I was bound to find out, what with all the notes you used to give me in third period?

I’m not writing to you for any reason other than to make sure you’re okay.

I can tell when you’re stressed, I think you forget

I don’t particularly like you. But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you

And as someone who loves you, it would be in your best interest if you don’t put yourself down in the letters you write.

No matter what you say Jaemin, you will always be a good person.

You are an amazing captain that your team members are lucky to have. You lead them in a way that they learn to take pride in the accomplishments AND their failures, and to grow from each.

You are a beautiful friend, Always looking out for the dreamies and making sure that they’re happiness is above your own. You listen and you give advice.

You’re a beautiful son, as is no surprise due to the beautiful people that raised you.

You’re one of the top students in the class, you don’t even have to study and you get A’s.

And no matter how much I want to fight it in my head, you were an amazing boyfriend. Until the end LOL.

What I’m trying to say is life is going to continuously beat you down.

So stand up and swing next

It’s going to want to silence you.

So scream.

Fight back, because it’s what you deserve.

And please, stay safe.

I will always love you,

Y/n

Ps. Please stop with the letters. They hurt too much. “

•so

•you slipped that in after the last bell

•and Jaemin didn’t go to his locker right after school, he rushed to practice

•he did have to get a book from his locker afterwards though, so he was in the hallway alone when he opened his locker and the note floated its way onto the floor

•Jaemin was thankful he was alone, bc he sobbed like a little baby

•you were such a beautiful person, so kind and such such a good soul

•and he hurt you so bad

•and yet you still felt the need to tell him all of that

•he started off by sobbing into his locker

•but after about 5 minutes of that his knees gave out and he slipped onto the floor

•and just put his head in his hands and sobbed

•you

•you were at school

•just down the hall actually

•you were in the music club, and you had a meeting after school to bc you had to write a song for the school club banner parade

•(side note. remember previously when i said that you had this club w mark? tell no one, but you were actually still regularly talking to mark! on the first meeting after prom, mark practically ran into the room and when straight to you, and before you could even open your mouth, he was word vomiting how sorry he was and that he had known you longer than any of those assholes and you were an amazing friend and that “ifyoudontwanttobemyfriendanymoreiunderstandcompletely-“ but you had to literally cover his mouth and you were just like “um, well. let’s just start writing the next assignment together, okay?” and before you knew it, you and mark were laughing again together. he actually made you feel a lot better, a lot closer. you both refused to talk abt any of the other dream members, or yerim and miri, but sometimes, something would slip. those were secretly your favorite moments, when mark would joke about something that happened that day, or when he would bring up an old memory of all 10 of you. over the course of the two months since prom, mark had made you laugh the most, and was your biggest reason to smile, honestly.)

•for a timeline, your meetings are about an hour long, sports is two hours long

•you stayed in late to finish some stuff up, as you were the leader of the club

•so you were walking out with ur bass in hand when u heard someone crying really loud in the hallway next to the one you were in

•you went to check and

•who do u see but Na Jaemin sitting on the floor sobbing into his hands

•you didn’t want to pry but you knew it was about u

•so

•you felt like u kinda had to

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[i-believe-in-soriku]

La Bella Notte

It was a hot summer evening at Twilight Town. Orange light lit up the streets. People were out, some enjoying the theater, others the ice cream shop, and some, finally, the terrace of the famous Grand Bistrot. 

A boy was sitting at one of the tables, his arms crossed behind his head, and seemed to be waiting for someone. His blue eyes watched the crowd. He was smiling: the warm atmosphere of the city put him in a good mood. Besides, he hadn't been able to enjoy such a moment for some time. As he glanced at the menu, Scrooge McDuck, Donald’s rich Uncle who owned the restaurant, approached him.

“So, Sora, aren't you with my lazy nephew? You usually stick together, right?”

“He was called to the Palace.” (Sora didn’t specify that Daisy had asked to spend time with him). “I'm waiting for Riku, we're enjoying our free time!” he replied cheerfully. “I see that your business is going well.”

“Oh yes!” announced Scrooge proudly. “Oh ! I will leave you.”

Sora was going to ask why, and followed the duck's gaze. He saw the silhouette of a rather tall boy approaching. Riku. Sora waved his hands quickly to get his attention. His friend joined him in a few more steps. He pulled out his chair and sat down at the table.                                                        

                                                                 ♥♥♥

“Hi, Riku! So, what do you think of this place?” asked Sora, pointing to the terrace.

"That’s nice. Didn’t you order?”

"Of course not, I was waiting for you!”

The remark strangely pleased Riku. He bent over the table to grab the menu from Sora who protested just for the fun of it. Riku took advantage of being hidden by the flyer to look at Sora. Since they were very young, Sora and Riku had spent many moments together- just the two of them. Even after Kairi’s arrival - even if Kairi had turned their relationship upside down and reduced their time together. He missed it horribly and it had ended up making Riku jealous and had pushed them away even more. Fortunately, their recent adventures had finally brought them together again, to the relief of the two boys.

Of course, their relationship was completely different from what it was then, Riku was aware of that, but maybe... maybe it was for the best.

“I thought we could share one of their Giant Meals, what do you say?” suggested Sora. 

"’Giant Meals’?” 

Sora laughed. 

“Come on, Riku! You have the menu right in front of you, right?”

Riku blushed, ashamed that Sora noticed he was distracted. Fortunately, he didn’t know by what. Riku scanned the content of the menu, and found the category Giant Meals: “The Giant Meals are meals to share. You can choose one of the normal meals offered and we’ll make a Giant Meal of it! The Giant Meals are served on a common plate. You will save money and enjoy a moment of sharing with your loved ones!”

Riku, not knowing what to take, let Sora choose.

“I want spaghetti bolognese. Olette told me they were very good here.”

“Oh really ?” said Riku, not really paying attention to the answer.

They ordered. 

Sora, who had found Riku rather distant, did his best to distract him, telling him anecdotes from his friends of the Twon, with whom he had spent the day. Riku listened to him, and realized with satisfaction that he no longer felt jealousy - the fruit of long work on himself. He was just happy that Sora was loved by many people.

                                                               ♥♥♥

Sora finally saw a waiter bring them a huge plate of pasta.

“WOOOOOOOOOOAW!” he exclaimed, amazed. “Do you think we're going to be able to finish everything?”

“I bet you do.”

Sora felt the delicious smell of the meal rise to his nostrils, and his stomach manifested. He grabbed his knife and his fork and wondered how he would get spaghetti from this huge, tangled heap. He hoped he wouldn't get dirty while eating: he would look ridiculous in front of Riku who, he knew, would make fun of him.So Sora planted his fork in the dish and wrapped the noodles around, then aspirated it gently so as not to splash himself. He glanced at Riku and saw, to his surprise, that he looked as clumsy as he was. He chuckled.

 “It's good, but it's not conveniant!”

Riku laughed too, which pleased Sora. They more or less managed to eat their pasta while sharing jokes and anecdotes, commenting on what they saw around them.They played a game they had invented when they were little and get bored: trying to guess what people around them were thinking, and what their dreams were.  Sora thought they had never tried to ask each other this question, and suddently asked:

 "What about you, Riku?”

"Huh?”

He was puzzled.

“U ... I mean, now that we have explored the worlds, what is your dream?”

This question muted Riku. He stared at him, visibly in the middle of an introspection. What are you thinking about? wondered Sora. Then their eyes met, Riku's eyes evoking thoughts that Sora couldn’t read.

Then it all went very quickly - actually, their exchange of looks had only lasted a fraction of a second. Sora, suddenly embarrassed to have asked this question, looked down at the mountain of pasta and took a big bite. At the same time, Riku swallowed. Sora felt his spaghetti slide from his mouth and thought he had taken too much; so as not to put sauce everywhere, he tried to swallow the pastas by putting his head forward. And there... He was paralized. 

The two boys had tried to swallow the same spaghetti, without even realizing it. Therefore, they got closer and ... Oh, this situation was so embarrassing! Sora wanted to move away from Riku, but the damage was done: their mouths met. To make the situation even more… strange, Riku, who had not yet realized what was going on, sucked in the pasta, and, unwittingly, Sora's lower lip. It had only lasted a second, but the two boys turned red and jumped back.

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Riku's first reflex was to look if they were being observed - the answer, unfortunately, was yes. Fortunately, he didn't recognize anyone among the customers. Then he covered his mouth with his hand, not because he felt dirty, but because he still felt the feeling of Sora's lips on his, and it was very, very unusual.

He looked at Sora who was not at ease either - but he recovered much more quickly, and he exploded with a nervous but frank laugh. Riku couldn't help but follow him, relieved that Sora wasn't upset - it wasn't his fault anyway.

It was a funny coincidence that such a thing happened after Sora's question, thought Riku. He tried not to think too much about what had just happened, confused and unsettled.

"I'm sorry", he finally said. I don't know why your question caught me off guard. Anyway, uh... sorry."

"It doesn’t matter", Sora reassured him with a wave of his hand to illustrate his words. "But that doesn't answer my question!" he added with amusement.

Riku did not comment on this statement, and shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess... I guess I want to spend time with people who matter to me."

And this was true.

 Sora stared at him, then finally gave him a big smile. He could at least be proud of the fact that he was helping Riku to be happy. After all, he mattered to Riku - he was sure of it.

The two boys finished their meal, being careful what they were doing, and went to pay the bill. Then they were walking through the streets of the city, when Sora saw the stand of the ice cream shop.

 "Hey, Riku, do you want to eat an ice cream?"

 Riku gave him a malicious look:

 "One condition."

"Which iiiis?" asked Sora.

"We don't share it!"

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You saw it coming right? But the idea was fun and cute, and I couldn't resist! I had the idea of the two boys going to the Grand Bistrot, and it mixed with the scene from Lady and the Tramp, and ta-dam! I enjoy to write about those boys being awkward, so I hope you'll enjoy it too :)

(PS: as always, I post on my mobile phone. So I'll add the readmire when I can access to a computer.)

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[msbowser]

My Top Games of the Last Decade

The year 2020 is here, ushering in a new decade to live in. Instead of looking at the bad events that occurred over the years, I instead want to look at my favorite games over the last 10 years. It’s crazy that back in 2010, I was only in my second half of the fifth grade. Oh how young and naïve I was and an even worse gamer. Now in 2020, I am in the second semester of my second year of university, studying in the psychology field. I feel how I was raised over the last years shaped of how I am as a person and I am still learning, no one is perfect. Those developments shaped even the gamer I am now. Back when I was younger, I just liked games that were fun to play. But now I am a person who puts Character Development and Story before Gameplay. You will see this shift as the years go by.

Well let’s start with 2010. And I will try to limit how much I write each game to about a paragraph each. Don’t want to make this post too long. I can give a more detailed explanation at a future date if someone is interested. 

PS. All the games are Nintendo Games. I’m only a Nintendo gamer so sorry if you don’t see like Persona 5 or Last of Us.

2010: Kirby’s Epic Yarn

Gosh this game is too freaking cute for words. I remember the stories about how much I wanted this game when I was younger, even the embarrassing ones. While this game is easy even for Kirby standards, this game is so fun to play. The levels are enjoyable to play, you can get lost hours doing minigames and playing music (Frosty Wheel is still the best), and is just cute. This game is cute incarnate. And if you don't want to play the original version, you can play a port of it on the 3DS with even more goodies on it.

2011: Pokémon Black and White

My favorite Pokémon games and generation even if I started with Pearl. Gen 5 of Pokémon is super special to me as I know it is for many others, being the first game I bought the day of release. I was also pretty blind in my playthrough, finding new discoveries as they came along and finding new Pokémon that I might have not liked at first but became my favorites. Pokémon like the Krookodile line, Emolga, the Leavanny line and so much more. The game also first brought to my attention to how characters can be written well and still is my favorite story in a mainline Pokémon game. 

2012: Rhythm Thief and the Emperor's Treasure

So I’m kinda cheating with this one since I didn’t play it until 2013 but damn it, I don’t care! This game is awesome. I am super terrible with rhythm games but this game is one that is very enjoyable with an excellent story and characters. Phantom R is such a cool guy that you just want to hang out with and go dancing with and not the fact he’s a gentleman. The rhythm minigames are mostly enjoyable and have a wide variety to play so you can't bored very easily (the gyroscope one can go die in a fire though). All I want to know is where is the damn sequel already Sega?! It’s been 8 freaking years with that teaser you showed at the ending of the game and no I don't count that bad IOS game you made a year later. We fans need our fix and answers now. 

2013: Mario and Luigi Dream Team

Bowser’s Inside Story will always be my favorite Mario and Luigi game but this game comes to a close second. As part of Year of Luigi, this game did not disappoint. Luigi is front and center and he is the best of the part of game, with his dream abilities and overall character. The story is also very good with the adventures the bro’s have on Pi’illo Island and the soundtrack of the game is my video game soundtrack of all time. There is also the fact that giant battles return and if anyone knows me, knows I love me those giants <3

I also have two honorable mentions for 2013 that I will give a brief note while I like them

Fire Emblem Awakening 

First Fire Emblem game, got me in the series. Characters are great and story left me generally shocked at points. Make a yearly tradition to one playthrough each year

Super Mario 3D World

Favorite Mario platformer, Peach being playable and being a cat. Yes please

2014: Kirby Triple Deluxe 

I freaking love Kirby games :D Triple Deluxe was the first Kirby game on the 3DS, using an engine that looks beautiful on the 3DS that was used for the next game they did. The game is super colorful with its vibrate worlds and use of pastel colors. The new abilities is super fun to play with as well, Archer being my favorite. Supernova is also a neat gimmick for the game and glad it was present in many of the levels and used in new ways to solve puzzles. 

2015: Dragon Ball Z Dokkan Battle

Surprise! I said favorite games of the decade and mobile games count. This game means so much to me, being the one of the mobile games I keep track of everyday, even looking at what the JP version gets. I am proud of my account and how far it has come over these past years. Though I was not there right when it released, it has felt like that long as I have had my account for over 4 years now and don’t plan to quit now. One day I will have my full husband team, just you watch <3

2016: Dragon Ball Fusions

This game was my answer to a playable Dragon Ball RPG to play on Nintendo consoles (before Xenoverse 2 got ported over on the Switch). The chibi artstyle gave this game its own identify from other games like it. The gameplay was fun as you can make your own character and fly all across the world fighting characters from the Dragon Ball timeline. The game is all about the fusion mechanic, but with an expanded roster of characters to fuse and the ability to fuse your favorites is a blast. 

Brief Honorable Mention to Pokémon Sun and Moon for a fun region to explore, new pokemon to love and pretty good story.

(Lillie is so precious for this world I swear. And Snowy as well :D))

2017: Miitopia

A lot of people would write off this game as a simple Mii game, but it is so much more than that. This game has much more personality than one might think, with its class system, characters even when you chose who is what role and the story as well. The story and characters allows many possibilities of ideas for stories and art for creators to make and enjoy, as this game and Tomodachi Life was used as a template for a rp that me and my bf do. And this game can get hard, like wanting to rage quit hard, so be prepared for grinding. The OST is also a charm of the game, being one of my favorite OSTs ever. 

Like with 2013, I have two honorable mentions that I will give a short comment on.

Splatoon 2

Love it more than the original, Aerospray is still the master race and Off The Hook is better than Squid Sisters, don’ t @ me XD

Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia 

Amazing story, characters and unique experience from other games I have played. Berkut x Rinea OTP

2018: Dragon Ball FighterZ

As much as I like the Super Smash Bros games, I was more excited for this game to come out. I was glad it did come to Switch so I can play it. FighterZ was my first proper fighting game with button inputs and it threw me for a loop, but eventually I got the hang of it and is still learning. The story is a fun experience if you don’t think too much about it, me loving Android 21. And of course I main my husband that is in the gif above <3

2019: Pokémon Sword/Shield and Super Dragon Ball Heroes World Mission (That’s right, a tie)

I was excited for SwSh since day 1 and was not disappointed even with the dex cuts. The Wild Area has been a blast exploring, finding all the new raid Pokémon to catch and train. The new Pokémon are super fun to use, some of my favorites being Ponyta, Scorebunny and Dreepy. My baby Eevee also got a GMax form and she is super freaking fluffy, big and I want to hug her <3 I’m excited for the Isle of Armor and Crown Tundra DLC when they come out.

This game was huge to us USA fans of the series as this was the first time we ever got anything DB Heroes related here. The cards were fun to make teams with and make even custom cards. It was a full experience without to play the irl game, which would still be fun. Though the game is slow to add updates, I will be waiting for what will be coming. I am glad the game came out so we can finally enjoy all of what the game has to offer. (Though I played the previous game in the series being Ultimate Mission X through Citra, so I got a headstart XD)

This is it for this post. Even though I am late at posting it, better late than never. If anyone is interested, I’m glad to give more detailed descriptions. I realize I have to do better at explain my opinions in a more detailed matter.

Thank you so much for reading :D

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[yievie]

whew! what’s up everyone! my name is crissy and yes, i am the clown who sent my account ask on anonymous last night. luv that for me! I GOT A COOL FAMILY ICON IM CRYING!!! now this is yi eun hye, better known as evelyn yi or evie, paging dr. sexy md don’t call her that though, she’ll kill you omg the second eldest princess of the four neglected korean princess sisters aka the mom friend sister or the buzzkill responsible sister. 

~`click anywhere here for a link to my app ~

under the cut i’m gonna throw some important personality and background stuff along with maybe? half-formed plot ideas? if not i’ll make a follow up post later, but pls like this plot if you wish to plot, i’ll try to come bother u. my ims are open hmu anytime (also bc im anxious af to b first message bc im BABY) and I ALSO have a discord located at quarantine queen#2918 where i’m usually v v v active. (lmk if u cant add me shoot me a message on here and ill fix it) ok imma shut up here is cranky daughter! ITS LONG SRRY

( pS: also if my blog is too hard to read just stick /mobile on the end of the url xx )

background 

the empress and emperor of korea had 5 kids, 4 daughters, 1 pampered son and evie was the second oldest daughter after dianna but like, she’s bossy and high strung and acts like the oldest anywayS so it doesn’t matter!

woo! however, korean tradition is rooted deeply in patriarchy and other backwards thinking,  >:(((( so evie’s parents basically pretended like their son was the only kid they had and sent evie and her 3 sisters off to swedish boarding school to ROT as they each turned 10 and forgot abt them while they groomed their son for the throne! thx mom n dad! luv u too! sdjlaksjd

during her time at boarding school evie was expected to not learn much of anything, not do anything spectacular, she wasn’t expected very good grades or to be smart or successful or anything bc that was Men’s Work and so evie did . . . THE EXACT OPPOSITE.

evie EXCELLED in school, straight a’s, top of her class, honors, ap valedictorian, which meant all nighters, nose bleeds at 2am from studying too hard, looking dead walking through the hallways, eating ramen 25/8, falling asleep w her face in her textbooks, getting bullied a lot for being a nerd and Not looking like her sisters and like...the creature from the black lagoon.

her parents, understandably, were not very happy with this but it wasn’t until she wanted to go to medical school that her parents were like FURIOUS. to them, women, esp the princesses, were only supposed to get married, have kids, THAT WAS IT. so evie wanting to be a doctor enraged them. STAY MAD!

they tried to have her engaged SO. MANY. TIMES. but she has a really repellent personality, she’s very kat stratford from 10 things i hate about you. and is rude and states her very liberal very socialist opinions often, dresses sloppy and hurts mens feelings a lot just for fun so they all went rUNNING from those match appointments! her parents literally are losing their minds they don’t know what to do w her theyre like god why did we give birth to the aNTICHRIST!?!?!?

not wanting anything to do with her parents, evie got into college and medical student on scholarship based on her own merit and skill. evie went to the seoul national university for 4 years then did a 2 year residency at the country’s top hospital, becoming one of the best on call heart surgeons there.

the korean media likes to clown on her A LOT! bc shes scary and angry and cares very little abt her appreance is A DOCTOR and not a princess really for the opposite reason they clown on dianna but evie does not really care she doesn’t care abt impressing people, just saving lives and proving people wrong. finger guns

but yes! thats what u missed on glee. evie was a heart surgeon in korea before being shipped off to thailand! shes v salty by the way ... even more than usual.

fun facts?

evie wears massive grandma glasses to see bc shes BLIND when shes in line with her sister people do not think she’s related and are like “OMG OMG THE PRINCESSES!!! BUY WHATEVER U WANT ON THE HOUSE I--oh? maam? uh? can we help u, ahjumma?” HELP

very dry, mean, will call you out on ur shit and hurt ur feelings probably. doesn’t really know how to Chill or have fun, stays out of drama and parties for the most part literally that old man that tells u to get off their lawn

LOVES HER SISTERS!!!! LOVES THEM!!! moms them and nags the FUCK out of them tho abt everything. wear a sweater its cold, drink water, dONT DO THAT GET DOWN FROM THERE, i told u to eat before u drank all that soju pabo!!!! skhaslkfh BUT SHE LOVES THEM VERY MUCH HER WOOOORLD the only people shes kind of nice to

as stated, has tried to been matched up before but has basically scared away all her matches by being A Lot and not polite or dainty and burping probably

her mom calls her all the time to talk abt how shes having a heart attack bc her second daughter is an unmarried, childless, spinster with a cat who is embarrassing her by being a doctor and being loud and obnoxious and outspoken against the royal heirarchy and right wing politics. evie just puts her on mute and lets her keeping yelling at no one for the next hour

loves beer, loves fried chicken, very unladylike, wears oversized sweaters and her hair messy and watches love island australia and the bachelor just to make fun of the people being in love and stupid i think secretly she kind of wants it but...thinks shes unlovable and will die before she says that shh

bisexual legend! cue mr and mrs yi screaming somewhere

not that it matters bc she cares little abt romance and sex and always put work and school before everything so everything touchy like that she either ends abruptly or stays the hell away from

never parties or goes out but when she does get really drunk gets very cute and touchy and happy there is one video on the internet of her like on a table ashdkh yikes 

is soft deep down just like *shrek voice* donkey, orges are like onions they have layers and u gotta get past a lot of them for her to get past her level 4 tragic backstory and into the soft, vulnerable part of her personality its nice i promise she is SQUISHY

weird plots???

best friend? im sure she has one somewhere. or friends at all? people who arent scared of her who shes nice to....mostly

enemies woo! hate her its very easy to hate her so do it

u want to do a daredevil thing like when matt shows up bleeding and dying or after a fight or something and she patches u up

just anyone need a doctor bc paging dr sexy md~

past loves? boyfriend? girlfriend? weird flings? weird tension unresolved stuff WOOO

ANYONE who broke her heart for the angst and drama

hit on her itll b funny

anyone who she was previously matched w who she scared off

someone shes currently trying to be matched or betrothed to GOOD LUCK

someone she has a crush on YIKES or vice versa

any of the college kids need a tutor? 

roommates? 

ANYTHING PLS HMU <333

#;;ooc ( out of crissy ). #hello this is angry daughter shes scary but we stan #sorry this was so long pls hmu #ALSO LOOK AT MY COOL ICON!!

[bi-marvel]

A PSA About Making Gifs W/out Photoshop

Obviously, everyone has their own ways for making gifs. I used to have Photoshop but now I have no access, so this is for the people who want to start making gifs but aren’t sure how without PS.

Now, before I start, you can still make good quality gifs without PS! Obviously Photoshop is better with editing, especially sharpening, but it’s not impossible to make amazing gifs without it.

I know people do it different ways and this is how I usually make gifs, so if anyone who makes gifs without PS can add any recommendations, it’d be appreciated!

So, here we go.

1) Getting the frames (from YouTube)

Before I get into this, here’s a few YT channels I recommend using that use 4k quality; Filmic Box, TopMovieClips, BestClips, FilmClips4k, JoBlo Movie Clips. And also less quality channels like CinemaSins and CinemaWins, even scene packs, are really helpful if you’re looking for something specific.

via mobile

Now, I wouldn’t recommend make gifs on mobile, just because the quality will automatically be worse because you can’t go higher than 720p (at least on my phone). But if you don’t have a laptop, here’s some friendly advice:

DU Recorder helped me with this gifset and, IMO, is the best one in the Playstore. It lets you cut the video (which will help out later on). Skip to the second step if you don’t have a laptop!

via laptop

I don’t use a screen recorder for laptop because I like making my life that much more difficult. I set the quality to the highest it can go, go full screen, screenshot each individual frame (pressing Windows & Prt Sc, and switching between frames using the comma and full stop keys), which will save it into a screenshots folder in your files. This is how I organise everything;

2) Putting it all together

There are two sites I use for this; BOTH WORK ON MOBILE, TOO

gifmaker.org - upload the frames and set it to 50, or slower if you want something more slo-mo. Scroll down, click ‘create amination’ and then save. You have the option to crop the image, but I recommend using the next site for this.

ezgif.com/maker - upload the frames and set the delay time to 5, or slower if you want something more slo-mo. click make a gif to, well, make the gif. This is the one I use the most.

3) Cropping, editing, all that jazz

I primarly use ezgif.com for this, which is why I recommend using it for putting the gif together, too.

Once you select ‘make the gif’, your photos will now be a gif! Like so;

3) Cropping, resizing, editing and colours

I’m sure you know how to crop, resize, etc, if not;

540

268 - 268

177 - 177 - 177

For editing, lunapic.com is literally a lifesaver (I use ezgif.com for brightness/contrast). The only bad thing I have to really say about it is that it’s awkward to navigate and it might take a few tries to properly get used to it, it isn’t great with anything under 4k quality, but other than it, it’s amazing.

Here’s a before and after of sharpening and colouring: (this is a bad example because there’s 0 colour in this clip but) the more colour in the gif, the better. you’ll see it with my most recent gifsets

4) Optimising the gif

If your gif is over 3MB, then you’ll have to go through the fun process of optimising to make sure it’s under 3MB.

ezgif.com/optimise is the best bet. It’ll give you the automatic choice of lossy gif, and you never usually have to go over 40, but this is an example of before and after using lossy gif. You’ll notice it makes the gif fuzzy, but you can never usually tell (I way overused it).

I commonly use ‘optimise transparency’ idk why, lossy gif is actually better. Here’s a (dramatic) before and after of using this one

5) Now you’re done!

I don’t think I’ve missed anything here, but if you have any questions please feel free to message me and I’ll happily answer! I see a lot of tutorials for people with PS out there and not many for people without it, so I hope this helps.

Thanks for reading through this wreck of a post!

#tutorial #gif tutorial #lucy talks

[petty-revenge-stories]

Angry Parent tells me to do something, so I do.

Sorry if it looks weird, I’m on mobile. I’ve also never been good writing certain details, so be aware for small jumps.

For clarification, AC=Angry Child AP=Angry Parent Me=Me

This happened about 1 week ago at my fencing club. And someone who I didn’t recognize shows up. They ask about the whole thing and sign up for it. Then and there. I wasn’t fencing at the time and AC was in his gear. I thought he was newer to the sport (spoiler: he was) and thought that he was an easy challenge. Then I saw AP. And I knew that something was going to go wrong. I immediately noted the short hair. I asked a few people to fence and I had a few bouts (a bout is a match). Then I went over to AC. I asked AC for his name and if he wanted to have a bout. AC excitedly accepted. I walked over to my reel side and got plugged in for scoring. Our short lived conversation went like this:

Me: So are you new to the sport?

AC: Yeah!

Me: Alright. How many do you want to go to?

AC: Ten.

When I say “how many do you want to go to?”I refer to amount of points. Short conversation is kind of a courtesy in fencing to do before a match. Just exchange a few words and be on with it. We started and it went pretty well. I noticed AC attacked with his arm, not his wrist. I said nothing. We fenced to the halfway point (a 5-1 game) when I hear: “AC! Come here please!” It was AP. I took off my mask and took a breath or two and. AP whispers to AC something and then something more. Then this exchange occurs:

AC: My mom thinks you should let me win

Me: What?! I’m no sore loser, but I won’t just LET you win. You have to work for it.

AC: No, just let me win.

Me: No. That’s not how sports work.

AC: Gets visibly angry Just do it!

I put my mask back on and prepare to continue. I make it to 6 and let him start scoring EASY shots. I mean, you didn’t even need to know how to fence and you could hit me. AC gets up to 7, and I score twice, putting out score up to 9-7. I let AC also get up to 9. Then, AP starts getting excited. I knew what I had to do. To teach a lesson that you don’t always get what you want. I lunge forward and stab AC in the crook of his elbow. The score machine beeps white (an off target hit). I back up a step, as you would in rule with an off target hit. My lunge was a hard lunge, And I knew it hurt. I had been stabbed in a multitude of areas. And I can tell you what hurts and what doesn’t. Your elbow, depending on a few variables, can range in pain. I notice AC rub his elbow and AP turn a bit angry. I then give the signal to start. And then, boom. I aim and hit directly where I want to. AC’s hip. I won 10-9. We do a formal handshake (I’m lefty, so it’s a right hand left hand handshake). AC’s face is red as a pepper (it could be from anger, sweat, tiredness, I couldn’t tell). I go and detach, as does AC. I see AC walk up to AP and talk. AP signals for me to come over. The following ensues:

AP: Didn’t I tell you to let AC win?

Me: It’s a game. And it can go either way.

AP: But he’s new to this!

(I’ve been fencing for about 2 months)

Me: So am I. I rarely win against better opponents.

AP: Well it would be nice for him to win once.

Me: I’m not the one to allow pity wins. We work hard to win.

AP: You are such a brat. You can’t let anyone have fun?

Me: You’re supposed to have fun doing the sport, not winning the sport.

AP: Just go away then. You unsympathetic brat...

Me: Alright then.

Now, me being me, I usually would retort back heavily with anything when being insulted, even if I’m being insulted in a minor way. I go sit down and continue on with my night. I notice then AP is giving me death glares all throughout.

Thanks for reading folks!

PS: Next week, the entire incident was forgotten about by everyone but me. We usually don’t carry on things like this in our fencing club.

(source) story by (/u/SuperSoviet22)

#pettyrevenge #by /u/SuperSoviet22 #petty revenge #revenge story #petty revenge stories #revenge stories #last10

[thestaytinies]

Ateez: How you meet in college

Hello it took me some while but i finally finished this scenario. My vacation is also over so it might take some time before I finish a project but I will keep on doing my best! So now enjoy reading :)

Ps. Does someone know how to add a "keep reading" thing when you are on mobile? I tried a few things but it didn't work.

Hongjoong

Your roommate just got a new boyfriend. There where never any problems with her previous boyfriends but this one had no shame and it started to affect your roommate. She invited you to watch a movie together but you couldn't enjoy it because they were heavily making out beside you. So you went back to your room and put on your headphones to listen to some music. After some time you looked at your clock and realized you had to sleep because college is a bitch and you had morning classes. You removed your headphones because you couldn't fall asleep like that and just before you reached the light switch you heard your roommate say: "So the save word is bananarama". You knew you had to get out of here or else you would be traumatized for life. You took your pillow and blanket and dashed out of your apartment. You didn't know where to go but then you saw a guy down the floor, trying to open the door to his apartment. It was probably a mixture of shock and tiredness to make you do this, but the next thing you did was to walk up to this stranger and say: "My roommate's boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor?" He was startled because you came out of nowhere but then he laughed. "I know how that is! Come in and don't worry, you can sleep here but not on the floor. I have a spare bed. Oh and by the way my name is Hoongjoong, will you tell me your name cute stranger?" Let's just say that wasn't the last time you stayed over at his place.

Seonghwa

You always had a passion for animals and wanted to get one when you went to college but unfortunately your college did not permit any kind of animals in the dorms. Because you had a single room you often got kind of lonely, so when you saw that a pet shop was giving away 3 little hermit crabs with everything you need for them because no one wanted to buy them, you just had to take this opportunity and took them home with you. They were really cute and you had a lot of fun with them but you knew you had to be careful because the RA on your floor was very strict. At least that's what people told you. You never actually met him and the only thing you really knew was that he was strict and his name was Seonghwa. But hermit crabs were quiet so there was absolutely no chance that he was going to find out about them. Well that's at least what you thought. One day you let them out into your room so that you could clean their aquarium in peace. It wasn't too big so you could carry it with one hand and sneak it inside the dorms the they that you got them. When you were finished, you looked around your room and only saw 2 of your hermit crabs. That's when you noticed that your door was slightly open. You placed the other crabs back in the aquarium as fast as you could and dashed out of your room while still trying to be as careful as possible, because you were afraid that you might step on your little friend. You turned around the corner of your floor and that's when you saw a guy had just picked up your little crab. You didn't know what kind of person he was and what he would do next so you quickly spoke up. "Excuse me, that's my hermit crab". "Oh is that so? But you know that pets are prohibited right?" That's when you knew you fucked up because the very strict RA Seonghwa was standing in front of you, with your hermit crab in his hand that you clearly shouln't have. Just as you began to form an excuse in your head he spoke up again. "How about this, I'm not going to report you but you have to let me play with it for a little while". Oh so hermit crabs seemed to be his weakness. "Sure I have even 3 of them". "Is that so? Then I'm going to visit them whenever I want okay?" You agreed because even though he looked strict you could tell from his voice that he was actually kind of excited. And that's how you met the strict RA of your floor who really wasn't as strict as everyone believed him to be.

Yunho

It was 3 am and you were still in the library studying for finals. To say that you were losing your grip on reality was an understatement. As you mixed your coffee and your energy drink together, you saw something white flashing by in the corner of your eyes. You just imagined it right? You started to pack your things because you were obviously going insane. But then you heard something fall to the ground and when you looked in the direction of the sound, you saw the same white thing going to another aisle. At this point you were sure that this thing must be a ghost. So you did what every person in your situation would do. You took your book, ran to the aisle you saw the ghost went to and when you saw the white thing you striked it across the head. "AUUU!!", oh there was an impact, seems like the ghost was just another person. The guy looked at you like you were insane (which at this point you were) and asked you "why did you hit me with your book, what have I done to deserve this?" In your shock you replied with the first thing that came to your mind, the truth."I thought you were a ghost". "So the thirst thing you do when you see a ghost is strike it across the head?", "Yes". The guy thought for a while and you debated if you should just run away but then he spoke up again. "Well my name is Yunho and I'm not a ghost, and you are probably studying for finals because that would explain so much right now", "You are right and may I ask what you are doing here?", "I was looking for a book that I really wanted to read", "at 3 am in the morning?", don't judge me, at least I'm not going around hitting strangers". You had to laugh at his last sentence and he did too. He continued "how about this, you are going to sleep, cause you obviously need it and tomorrow we will meet again and you'll buy me some coffee to compensate for my head injury?". "Yeah let's do that". And this is how you became friends with the library ghost.

Yeosang

You took the course in photography because you thought that it would be an easy way to earn some extra credit and if you improved yourself you might be able to earn some cash with it. But the project your teacher gave you was kind of an obstacle. You had to photograph someone. Doesn't sound so difficult but the teacher is very strict, you thought the only way to get a good grade was to photograph a celebrity. It was already hard enough to get a B in his class, so your hopes for extra credit were crushed. But if you were able to get a good grade on this project then your plan would succeed because the grade would count twice! That's why you couldn't think of anyone who passed your standarts for this photo. You're not arrogant but the person you choose holds your grade in his hand so you had to be picky. Days went by and you still haven't found anyone, the deadline was also getting closer so naturaly you started to panic. You were walking around the campus trying to clear your head when you laid eyes on the most beautiful beeing in the world. The boy was just sitting on a bench, reading a book but it seemed like he was doing something extraodinary. You knew, if you took his photo you would get an A for sure. You wanted to ask him if he would be your model but decided against it and just took his photo then and there. The best photos always come out when they're not forced you thought and thanked yourself for bringing your camera with you. The picture came out great but you felt guilty for taking it without his permission. So you walked up to him and just started to ramble "Hey I just took your picture because you are extremely beautiful and I have to take a picture of someone for my class and I really need this A so please don't make me delete it!" The boy looked puzzled for some seconds but then he smiled and looked even more angelic. "That's okay, I'm flattered that you think you will get an A for my picture. I'm Yeosang and if you feel so bad about it then you can just take me out for lunch if you want". Even the way he spoke was beautiful, so you introduced yourself and exchanged numbers with him to figure out a date for the promised lunch.

San

Your college had a large computer room for students that didn't have one at home or just needed this place to do their projects in peace. You were really thankful for that because you didn't have a printer and your laptop decided to break down because apparently it didn't want you to finish your super important project. So you choose a computer that was in a peaceful corner and worked on your project. You were on a roll and finished almost the whole thing. As you saved your project you noticed that a USB drive was still on the computer. You didn't mean to spy but your curiosity got the best of you so you clicked on it and opened a file that was named "shiber". Whoever the person was, was obviously obsessed with their plushy but you had to admit it was pretty cute. You didn't want to intrude on the privacy of this person even more so you logged yourself out, unplugged the USB stick and went to the cafeteria to tread yourself for your hard work. You wanted to toss the USB stick into the "lost and found" box your college had but decided against it when you saw a boy with a cute plushy in his backpack. He was sitting alone munching on a sandwich. You knew you had to tell him that you looked into his file but it was better than dropping the USB into the box because there were some people who took some things even though they didn't belong to them. So you tapped him on the shoulder and started to speak: "Hi, I found your USB stick still plugged in one of the computers in the computer room. I didn't mean to spy but I clicked on the file named shiber that's how I knew it must be yours. I'm really sorry but I have to say that your shiber is very cute!" The boy smiled at the last statement. "Thank you, I didn't even notice that I lost it. And it's okay that you looked at it, honestly I like showing him off. I'm San by the way and I would like to buy you a sandwich or whatever you would like for giving me my USB back and for complimenting shiber". You accepted his offer and spend the rest of the evening and many following ones with him and shiber.

Mingi

College was stressful. You knew that before you decided to apply for it but you still got overwhelmed with the amount of work you had to do. So when you found a cookie shop not to far away from campus you were more than thrilled. The cookies looked so good and when you went inside you were greeted with a cute smile from the cashier. After you ordered your cookie you realized that they were not only pleasent to the eyes but also really tasty. From then on you went to the shop almost everyday and it was somehow always Mingi's (that's what his name tag said) shift even though you went there at different times. One might say it must be fate but you were just embarassed because he knew you came here everyday and was probably judging you. That still didn't stop you from going there though because you needed the cookies for your sanity. But then the day came you were long dreading. You tried all the cookies you had so today you had to decide which one you would buy for the second time. This wouldn't be such a problem if you didn't feel like crap today. You just couldn't think of one that would make you feel better. You entered the shop and stood a litte away from the display so that Mingi knew you had to think a bit, but to your suprise he spoke up: "Hey I can make you a new cookie you haven't tried yet if you want". So he knew that you tried every cookie in the shop, how embarassing but you still agreed and he went to the back just to return with the most delicious looking cookie you've ever seen. "Here it's for free since it's just something i was experimenting with, let me know how it tasted when you come here again". You thanked him and left the shop because you noticed that your face was getting tomato red. As you bit into the cookie you felt all your energy come back, probably because the cookie was so sweet but that was just the thing you needed today. Then you noticed something written one the napkin your cookie was wrapped in. "Hey you looked like you needed the extra sugar today so I hope you don't mind that I made this cookie for you, my loyal and cutest customer. Tell me your name the next time you visit our shop, I would really like to know you better :) - Mingi". You smiled and now you couldn't wait to return to the shop that saved you from the stressful days in college.

Wooyoung

You felt like a creep. 2 weeks ago you noticed that you can see the guy who lives in the hall opposite to yours through his window. It wasn't your intention to watch him but you had to admit that he was very attractive, so it was only natural that your eyes glanced to the window now and then. At first you only looked to get your daily dose of handsome man but after a while you somehow got some motivation from him. When you saw him study, you also got some energy to study for your classes. When you saw that he was drinking, you also remembered that you didn't drink something for a while. When he got some friends over at his place you also texted your friends to hangout. He somehow got his life together even though college could be hell and you took some inspiration from him to improve your life. You never spoke to him but he still helped you through rough days. Even though you had no bad intentions while watching him you still felt like a weirdo so you decided that today would be the last day of watching him and thanked him in your head for helping you so much. But you needed to learn to do this things by yourself, because he wouldn't be there your whole life. What you didn't expect though was him undressing in his room. He never did that, which you were very thankful for, so to say that you where shocked was an understatement. You just couldn't take your eyes off when he took his shirt off and you saw his slight muscular chest. But when his hands started to unbutten his trousers, you knew you couldn't keep watching and closed your curtains as fast as you could. Your heart was racing but at least you got the best out of this last day. You opened the curtains slightly when the next morning arrived but didn't dare to look at the direction of his window. When you opened your door you saw a piece of paper on the floor. You picked it up and started to read. "Hi, my name is Wooyoung but you probably know me as the hot guy from the window opposite to yours. I noticed you looking at me and found it kind of cute how I made you remember to do the same things that I did. But I liked it even more how you didn't intrude on my privacy when I was changing yesterday and closed your curtains. So how about you come over when you have time so I can give you some advice in person? ;)" You were embarassed but also quite happy about the message and when you turned around to look outside the window you saw him standing at his, waving at you and giving you a cheeky wink.

Jongho

You were on your way to the study hall in your college. Exams where just around the corner and you had to study a lot, you were unfortunately one of those people who couldn't study at home because you would get distracted by everything there. The study hall had many secluded desks where you could study in peace. They were small so only one person could sit there comfortably. As you entered the room you saw that every desk was occupied. You should have figured as much. You were almost losing hope but then you saw one desk that wasn't occupied. It was only 3 meters away from you! You cheered in your head and looked at the end of the hallway. That's when your eyes locked with another boy. The look in his eyes told you everything. He wanted the desk and he realized you wanted it too. He also had about 3 meters to the desk so you did what any logical person would have done and started to run! He had the same idea. You both reached the desk at the same time and grabed the chair. "I was the first one", you shouted. "No it was obviously me!", "I need to study for my exams", "What do you think am I here for?" The other students looked at you annoyed and you didn't want to disturb them more, so you whisper-shouted "we settle this with rock, paper, scissors!". He agreed and you played, only for you to lose. Not accepting your defeat you said: "You have to win 2 out of 3!" He rolled his eyes but complied. You lost again. This time you had to accept the results and you turned around feeling crushed. As you were walking away thinking about failing your exams, the guy spoke up: "Hey wait! I know how stressful it can be to study at home. It might be cramped but how about we just share this desk for now?" You thought about it but it was the best option at the moment. You somehow managed to share the desk without disturbing anyone around and as it turned out, it was really great to study like that. Jongho (as he had told you was his name) didn't distract you and even helped you with some subjects. After this incident you continued to share a desk with him for the next days, even though there where many unoccupied desks beside you.

(Thats you fighting with him over the desk)

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho

[aimhighbabe]

Not All Friends

Not all friends start off the way we did.

New neighbours who bickered across the brick wall that separated us, arguing over the most trivial of things; like how your football constantly made it's way to my garden and always ruined my parent's flowers and how all my complaining supposedly caused your trees to die.

Yet through these stupid arguments, we found out we were not that different from each other after all.

And then it began,

A promise we made to be friends forever.

And so we grew.

Not all friends we make in our childhood last till the final year of high school.

When we were discovering things we would like to be in the future; when you discovered you loved to dance and I loved to write. A period when we had separate groups of friends, had first crushes, fussed about prom and worried about our future.

Yet we stuck together all the way till our graduation caps were swung in the air with a shout of victory.

And then we pushed forward

Not all friends end up at the same university,

But we did.

We planned it in advance and was it one of the best decisions we had made.

From the thrill of moving out of our parents homes and being housemates, to the jarring realization that this was a new phase of life; we stood together.

We learnt to navigate through ups and downs of life together,

Rushed to finish assignments last minute together,

Binged favourite shows together,

Everything was done together.

Life seemed to be going exactly the way I wanted.

But then came my first real heartbreak.

Not all friends can comfort each other the way you could comfort me,

And I will never forget the day you came home only to find me crying my eyes out over a love I thought would be with me forever.

And the look on your face;

You were fuming, but didn't say a word.

You only pulled me in for the tightest hug, and we stayed that way for a while till all the tears I had were out and I had drifted into sleep.

And I will always remember you whispering softly about how I deserved more, how I really deserved more

And for a moment I could have sworn my heart felt warmer than anything else.

And then came learning to move on

Not all friends get to see their friend slowly change into someone you thought they'd never be

But you did.

You saw me drinking a bit more than I should have,

Saw me go to more parties than I ever have,

You saw me lose interest in things that i adored

You even heard me putting myself down more often than you liked.

It got to a point where you had to do more than telling me to stop

Infact, if I remember right, you had to forcibly remove me from a party because I was too drunk to walk even though I insisted I was sober.

By the time we got home I was knocked out and you dead tired

and I dont know what happened in between,

but i woke up in the morning to find you snoring next to me.

I knew I was grateful to have someone like you in my life,

But another feeling was slowly growing inside of me as i watched you sleep peacefully.

And it was then I realized I was screwed

Not all friends stick around for a healing process.

A process in which I learnt to love myself, yet you stuck with me.

We did our best to get our lives back on track,

Found jobs that could sustain us,

Worked on our savings, had weekly let loose sessions and all other forms of self care you learnt would help

You cheered me on when I got promoted, and we threw our own mini party when you got accepted into the job you dreamed of

Eventually life seemed perfect

A perfect life we built together.

And then love came along

Not all friends get to witness their best friend fall in love like I did.

You two met at the cafe during rush hour when you ended up sitting next to each other

From there a conversation started with a small spark that ended up igniting the start of a relationship.

Soon I saw you less as you spent more time with them

But you were so happy

And so was I,

I truly was happy for you.

But yet there was that small feeling within me that I could not ignore.

And so your love grew

Not all friends get to see their friend stand at the altar

Nor do they get to witness the exchange of "I do" to the promise of eternal love

Nor do they get to give a toast and wish them well like I did.

You were ecstatic,

And you were emotional.

Yet before you had to leave

You hugged me and reminded me of our promise

"Always remember, we will be best friends forever."

And with that you were gone

Not all friends last as long as we have,

Nor do they have memories together like you and I

Some have it better and some have it worse.

I'd say for us, the good outweighed the bad,

But that didn't stop the sinking feeling in my chest.

For not all friends fall in love with their best friend

And not all friends have to learn to fall out of this love.

And as I'm on my flight out of the country,

I have to stop my thought from drifting to you and what we could have been

Instead I tell myself

Not all friends turn to lovers

And for once

You and I weren't any different,

Not all friends had to learn that not all friends become more than friends like I.

Note: this is actually the first writing I've done that I've actually completed so feedback would be amazing to me. Also I ended up not putting anyone's names in this but I was thinking of Minho when writing it, if you thought of someone else let me know ♡ hope you enjoyed

Ps. If any of you make it down here can any one tell me how to put a read more on tumblr mobile because I for the life of me cant figure it out

#stray kids #bang chan #3racha #changbin #seungmin #felix #woojin #jisung #hyunjin #jeongin #lee know #minho #writing #not all friends #stray kids fanfic

[pokemagines]

guzma, sycamore, lysandre & colress + mute s/o hcs

ask: Guzma, Sycamore, Lysandre, and Colress with a mute s/o hc?

a/n: I Memed This Ask. also, it got horribly long, so after guzma’s there’s gonna be a read more so it won’t take up so much space on the blog!! signed, mod elesa. ps rip mobile users

guzma

when guzma first met you, he thought you were just a quiet kid. you reminded him eerily of those twins, Sun and Moon.

so, after endless hours of trying to get a word out of you, he starts getting angry. he thinks you’re mocking him by not answering his questions, when in fact, it’s quite the opposite. he’s ready to throw hands when you start signing frantically to him. please don’t hurt me.

thinking you’re throwing up gang signs, he looks at you, confused. it clicks after a moment of your panicked breathing and his brain putting two and two together... “you a mute?” you nod, and it’s like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders.

since guzma doesn’t know a lick of alolan sign language, he resolves to assigning hand gestures and head nods as a form of communication so he can understand you. at first, you laugh at his outlandish sign for “i’m hungry” when, in fact, it meant “tauros shit”...      + “how the hell was i supposed ta know it meant ‘tauros shit’?! i’m no linguist! hey, stop laughing!”

while he was uncomfortable with the idea of silence, he soon realized mute people make noises just like regular people do. they just can’t... conversate. he found that out after you spilled hot tapu cocoa on your favorite shirt, and also after the two of you had-- “hey, keep it pg in there!” hau yells in the distance.

guzma: what the fuck are you trying to say to me [y/n]

you: [signing furiously] U R M O M G A Y

guzma: FUCK YOU GOT ME AGAIN

sycamore

augustine’s first encounter with a mute person was... well, with you. safe to say, his good looks couldn’t really save him the embarrassment he must’ve caused you when he flirted with you at the supermarket and you couldn’t really... say much. of course, he had assumed you were just speechless he was talking to you — but you can’t be speechless if you can’t even speak, can you?      + “oh, ma cher, am i bothering you? you haven’t spoken a word to me this entire time.” you’re clenching the cold pack of Krabby to hopefully calm down the blush on your face, but you’re pretty sure that only makes it worse. “do you not talk to strangers? i don’t usually give out my number, but you seem so interesting i don’t think i’ll regret it.” he leaves you be after registering the number in your pokedex, and you immediately text him.      + i’m mute. that’s why i didn’t say anything to you. he’s in the checkout line and the look he gives you is one of pure horror and mortification of what he just did.

you make it a goal of yours to tease him about it every time you two go to the supermarket. somehow, his faux-paus ended up with an apology dinner, you offering your guest bedroom to him, him cuddling you as a form of apology and you panicking, red-faced, at the intimate contact.

a part of you doesn’t believe he’s actually a pokemon professor, but when he shows you his lab, you realize... wow. this guy actually has a brain. he’s genuinely intelligent, attractive, and... would you call him funny? i mean, he can’t seem to take jokes at his expense very well, so... perhaps not.

sycamore is more than willing to learn kalosian sign language to communicate with you. you had no knowledge of his understanding of sign language prior, so when he signs a deliberate “how are you doing this morning?”, you assume he knows what he’s doing.      + “m-ma cherie, i don’t know what you’re signing! i only learned that this morning to try and impress you!” oh. that definitely makes more sense. you snicker and sign at him, amateur. he has to search it up on Voila to know what it means... you can’t help the fit of giggles when he yells down the hall of the lab, “YOU CALLED ME AN AMATEUR?”

in comparison with everyone else, sycamore is relatively silly and lets his guard down when he’s around you. it’s initially why you thought he was a total bag of rocks, only to find out he’s one of the greatest minds in the kalos region. a part of you feels special that he only shows this side to you — another part wishes he would use that intelligence of his to get a clue that you’re trying to ride his dick into the sunset, but hey. 

lysandre

lysandre has so many employees he doesn’t ever get to know them by name. he has an especially hard time remembering you at first because you’re so... plain. one thing that stands out to him is the fact that all you ever do is nod and smile rather than say dumb shit like his other employees.

the obedience is definitely a plus (or at least the appearance of obedience), as he knows he can count on you to get your job done. once you get promoted and you can sit in on executive meetings as a note taker, he always notices your subtle smirks and facial expression changes based off of what people are saying.      + you’re more than knowledgeable about what goes on in the lysandre company, so you’ve definitely formed an opinion or two. you shock lysandre one day after sending him an e-mail detailing why he shouldn’t approve funding for a new project until the pokedex has been ‘perfected.’       + when the new pokedex update is released, stocks shoot up and critics praise lysandre for somehow managing to achieve god-like levels of innovation. the next day, he approaches you at the office and nearly pulls you into a hug as he thanks you for the e-mail...

he realizes you can’t speak on the first date when you point silently to what you want on the lavish dinner menu rather than say it aloud, an action that strikes him as odd. “can you speak, [y/n]?” you shake your head, and his eyebrows raise. “mute?” you nod and point to your throat, as if saying vocal chords don’t work. he nods, understanding.

lysandre falls in love with you after a few months of knowing you, intrigued at how you get around without the use of speech. he even goes on a ‘cleanse’ of sorts to communicate exclusively in kalosian sign language so he could talk to you, something that makes you blush profusely.      + after all, it’s not every day where you’re sitting on an expensive couch and a gorgeous red-haired man signs at you, want to go to the bedroom? 

colress

although a man of many talents, he lacks a prowess for linguistics, despite putting it on his resume and claiming he’s fluent... the lie shows itself when you start working in the alolan lab with him, and you approach him and ask him a question. where exactly do we go to the bathroom if we’re in this cramped space? he stares at you, confused.      + don’t you know alolan sign language? he manages to get out something along the lines of an “uhhh” before you sigh, drop your hands and mouth ‘bathroom’ and ‘where’. he seems to understand you at that point and chuckles awkwardly, because... “well, there really is no bathroom around here...”

he confesses to you he doesn’t know a lick of ASL and you snicker, shaking your head as you go back to your work. colress makes you promise to not say anything to anyone, and you just shrug and continue your work. 

the first few weeks of knowing each other was nearly impossible to communicate. he would speak to you, asking complex questions and expecting you to somehow be able to communicate just as complex answers. how the hell were you supposed to do that without rudely gesturing for him to look through your microscope and your notes??? defeated, you resolved to handwriting your responses.

a few months of knowing each other and colress can finally communicate in understandable ASL, although he still asks for you to slow down when you sign too fast. it’s odd for the other lab workers, seeing the two of you move your hands and bodies to communicate, but they eventually learn to ignore it. 

you’re the only person in the office who makes colress nervous, mostly because his intellect is finally challenged. he’s never been the ‘weaker’ person, so to speak, so when he finds himself stumped on how to communicate with you... he makes an effort to learn how to.       + you’ve seen him nervous, you’ve heard him beg, you’ve watched him sweat profusely as he tries to understand your thought process without the aid of spoken word. it really brings people closer together, these panicked and stressful experiences.      + it takes a year and a half but when colress finally takes the opportunity to bed you, you end up domming him. a shocker, yes, as colress has never been one to completely submit to a partner, but... the mysterious air you give off during sex is enough to make his hands clammy and his dick harder than diamonds.       + “this is the only relationship i’ve had where there’s been a switch dynamic, [y/n]... you do crazy things to me, i must say.” you smile, cheeks rosy, and plant a kiss on his cheek.

#guzma #sycamore #lysandre #colress #guzma (pokemon) #sycamore (pokemon) #professor sycamore #prof sycamore #lysandre (pokemon) #colress (pokemon) #alola #unova #kalos #pokemon bw #pokemon b2w2 #pokemon xy #pokemon sm #pokemon usum #mod elesa #pokemon headcanons #x reader #pokemon imagines

[goingknowherewastaken]

This is a writer shaming post.

Maybe “shaming post” isn’t the most accurate description for this post.

“Tip/Heads-Up Post On How Writers Can Get More Readers” is a more accurate description...with the twist that it is written in a salty and Done^TM manner thanks to the amount of bullshit that’s happened in the past year.

Basically, I am fucking done with it. Done with the pathetic bullshit that has been going on for the past how many fucking months - hell, this goes beyond months! Fucking years this shit has been happening in the fanfiction community and I am done with seeing this shit continue to happen. 

Fucking. Done.

Anyways first and foremost before I get into this, I am not forcing anyone do any of these. Then again maybe I should be because these things are all things that have been repeated by all of a lot if not all of us writers and many writers have not bothered to improve on different points that I am about to make. So maybe consider these and how badly you want to improve your writing and note count, yeah? And dear god please stop with the bitching and moaning.

*sips tea* So, let’s get started, shall we?

♦♦ No one is obligated to read your work because SURPRISE everyone has their own preferences. 

What does that mean????? It means that not everyone likes everything so they may skip it if they don’t like what their reading. If what you put for the fic is a turn off then they won’t bother reading it or if halfway through they realize they don’t like it then they will leave it. 

So maybe the reason you aren’t getting notes is because it’s simply something that some people aren’t into. And don’t you dare get mad at the readers for that nor should you be trying to force them to read your stuff.

► Follow up point! There might also just be a small fandom for whatever it is you just wrote for!! Just keep writing!!! You never know, people might become curious and join the fandom for your content :D

♦♦ You gotta know your audience (for Reader Inserts).

Who are you writing the fic for? Women? Men? WOC? Trans men? Everyone?

Everyone has preferences for their fics, but the preferences get more intricate when you look at various demographics. 

Women of Color are not going to finish a reader insert if they see details (from terms to gifs) that would make the reader a white woman. Men are not going to read a fic for a female reader. 

It’s fine to tailor a fic to a specific demographic. Great, actually! But you need to be mindful and respectful of it. If you say the fic is going to be a gender neutral fic then you gotta make sure that it is gender neutral. Reader Inserts should always be race neutral unless you are tailoring it to a minority. Don’t try to get high and mighty about the “what about white people????” shit. Just don’t.

Speaking of which...

♦♦ Step away from what you know.

A phrase that many cling to often gets brought up in these moments: Write what you know. 

A dangerous phrase.

“I don’t know how to write for X because I’m not X.” It’s the usual statement said when people are asked to write for something that they are unfamiliar with.

Now, if you’re a new writer - I mean brand, spankin’ new - and are still figuring out the writing world - you get a pass to say this, but the longer you’re writing...

No. N - fucking - o. 

Sticking to what you know and not exploring new themes and views stunts your growth. You do not improve. You do not grow as a writer. You do not grow as a person.

Challenges and learning new things help us grow and become better...and get more readers.

♦♦ Just because you can write it doesn’t mean you should.

Oooooh boy. 

Everyone raise your hand if you’ve ever had a bunch of people come at you telling you that what you wrote is bad. By bad I don’t mean that they’re saying that it was badly written, but that what you wrote was insulting and/or wrong and you should never write that again.

If you raised your hand then I sure as hell hope that you heard those people out because if you didn’t and you just went into a pissy “waaaah these people are being mean and telling me to stop this and I don’t understand why and I don’t want to stop” mode then you need to pull your head out of your ass.

Sometimes, we do get readers who just want to nitpick everything and it’s easy to dismiss them. I had a person once tell me that I needed to stop using large spaces between paragraphs because they didn’t like large spaces. You’re damn right I ignored them because it was a stupid thing to pick at. (The spaces were due to the writing program I was using fyi.)

Other times, though, if many people are bringing it up, then it is something to be listened to. 

► Example - Cisswapping. I said Cisswapping not Genderbending. Both deal with changing the gender of a character for a work. Now there are instances of genderbending that are acceptable - like if the character can canonically shift their gender at will and/or identify as genderfluid; there can never be enough fics written about trans characters or readers.

But Cisswapping - just changing the character’s gender...now that is a massive no-no. Like, saying that James T. Kirk (Star Trek)(male) is going to now be Jamie T. Kirk (female) - not making the character trans or genderfluid, but saying that from birth Kirk is actually female in your work - that is shitty. How do I better explain how bad this is? Hmmmm...you guys know how shitty it is when a POC character is whitewashed? 

It’s that shitty and insulting. 

Cisswapping characters erases and disregards so many people and their stories and struggles. See, fandom ships usually M||M and the majority of the time the people that are disregarded are people who are gay and/or trans. These are people who have gravitated to fanfiction to see themselves and those like them reflected in works because popular culture is still trying to catch up to them. We can now see more gay and trans characters and celebs in our movies and TV screens and such than we could years ago, but fanfiction will always be a sure place to find that representation. 

So to suddenly find that Jane Doe decided that she wanted this popular M||M ship to be M||F ship... You bet your ass people are gonna be pissed. It takes strength and bravery to transition...but you just said that that means nothing compared to having an M||F ship. 

If you are that desperate to have a character in an M||F ship, just make an OC. 

Just leave the idea of Cisswap behind. 

(PS - thank you @insane-sociopath ♥)

►► Follow-Up Point - Do your research before going and writing your fic. There are plenty of sources online - not to mention people to talk to - that will help you out.

► Example - And rpf ships because those involve real people whose personal lives you are disregarding for your “fantasy” and no matter how many times you cry “but I respect them!!!” the dozens upon dozens of fics and fanart you post (both sfw and nsfw) about the rpf ship says otherwise. And the hyper-analyzing of photos and stuff to say that they’re in love…it’s on the creepy side of obsessive.

Not to mention you guys tag the celebs in the ship in your posts... Like, you guys do realize that the internet is not a vacuum right? Celebs and those who know them personally can see your shit and the process is made all that easier when you tag the celebs so it shows up in the celeb’s tag. Platonic and romantic relationships between celebs have been damaged after finding out about the rpf ship you guys have been creaming your pants over.

If the rpf ship in question are both single it’s just a tad bit less weird (still weird though) and if they are a legit couple in real life it’s definitely less weird to ship them (writing nsfw stuff for them is disturbing as fuck though). If one or both are in a committed relationship with someone who is not the other half of your rpf ship then uh-uh no way did you not read the start of this example?????

Reader inserts involving celebs can be looped into this as well if you think about it. There’s usually more acceptance for reader x celeb fics, but it doesn’t mean that they are accepted by all nor that you shouldn’t be treading lightly.

To wrap up this point, you might have scared off readers because they are tired of seeing you writing something that you shouldn’t be writing. This isn’t a “well you just said that people can have preferences and don’t have to like everything” thing. This is a “you’re probably being a tactless dick” thing.

*note - many do get a lot of notes on celeb content, this section was more addressing the hate that gets sent 

♦♦ People rarely have time to read your work right the minute it’s posted.

Did you know that mankind created this thing called Time and that the Earth is divided into timezones? No? Well, you’re education failed you. 

See, when you post a fic online, the following people will see it - those who you tagged in it, those looking in the tags you tagged it with, those who have selected the option to be notified every time you post something, and those who are simply scrolling through their dash. The latter point is what we are going into right here, right now.

Posting it once and assuming that everyone else will do your dirty work on spreading the news that the fic is up for reading only allows for a certain number of people to see it. It is highly encouraged to reblog your own shit. A lot. Like, ten times a day or even days on end. Hell, you should still be reblogging it long after you posted it. When you reblog your work you are putting it back into people’s dashes and giving it a better chance of being seen by other people. Depending on when you post could mean if an entire country and it’s residents (aka - followers and readers) is enjoying their free time, sleeping, attending classes, or working. 

So maybe the reason you’re getting no notes on it is because barely anyone has seen it due to it being posted at a bad time for them. 

Also, even during free time people are busy; they could have also seen it and are waiting until a later date to read it. Or they just aren’t in the mood for whatever theme your fic is. Regardless, don’t fret or be like “well I guess no one wants to read this now” or shit like that. Give them time. Patience. 

♦♦ How is your fic written? 

You don’t become a fantastic writer overnight. It takes time and effort and practice. Sooooo much practice. Some people who have been around for a while will only read fics with good grammar. A thing which is actually rather rude considering those writers with “bad grammar” are usually people who are in the early stages of their writing career or they are writing in a language that is unfamiliar to them. And I give you writers in those two categories a damn huge KUDOS. Do not stop writing because a reader is rude and is like “blah your writing sucks!” 

Writing takes practice and with every fic written and read we all get better and better. 

►► Some extra tips for us all to look out for:

+ Research! Research! Research!

+ Massive blocks of text scare people off. Try breaking them up into smaller paragraphs when you can.

+ Take a look at your tenses. This is something I myself am working on improving in my own writing.

+ Find yourself some beta readers! They are a huge help when it comes down to figuring out your fic!

+ If it’s a long work, please use the read more option. Hitting a long post on tumblr mobile without a read more is one of the worst things and it puts many readers off. 

+ Use a mix of said and adverbs; don’t be afraid of either. Adverbs can help set the scene more, but too many or using the wrong ones just makes the writing tacky; said gets boring after a while and only brings forth so much to the table. 

+ Make a masterlist - preferably a mobile friendly version!! You can do this by making a text post and linking your works and then embedding that link in your tumblr bio!

+ Read! Read! Read! Reading a wide variety of fics can help improve your own!

+ Don’t steal anyone else’s fics!!!! This is just really obvious people.

♦♦ Did you do anything at all to introduce your fic to people?

This is a huge point. See, most people don’t bother reading a work if they don’t know what it’s about. I don’t. If I can’t immediately see the ship or characters involved (not everyone likes every character or ship), warnings, a summary, or even the fandom (there’s so many Steves guys...you gotta include the last name of a Steve if you’re not gonna put their fandom) then I don’t even bother reading it. Books and movies and TV shows introduce us to these things; why can’t you?

And warnings.

♦♦ Did you post any warnings about your fic?

There are two types of people in this world. Those who see no warnings and don’t bother reading it because they don’t know what’s in store for them and others that will see no warnings and will then assume that the fic is safe. 

Big surprise when they’re caught off guard by something serious and they refuse to finish the fic. If people know that you are a chronic non-warner of sensitive content then they will not be returning to read any of your work. SPOILER - NOT WARNING PEOPLE ABOUT SERIOUS AND/OR SENSITIVE CONTENT NOT ONLY EARNS YOU NO NOTE ON THAT FIC BY PEOPLE BUT IT ALSO MAKES YOU A FUCKING JACKASS IN THEIR EYES

Warnings save a writer’s ass.

I cannot stress this enough - include warnings for your fic!!! Ao3 is built on warnings (the tags are warnings people) and people seem to get readers fine there. What’s your issue with putting warnings on tumblr fics? And they help summarize a fic (summaries also can act as warnings fyi)!!!!

Some people will argue that warnings = spoilers. They don’t want to give a heads up about sensitive content in lieu of not letting anyone know a single detail of what happens. Do I need to point out what’s fucked up with this statement? You are putting spoiling your fic above the mental and emotional health of your readers? (I swear to god if you try to argue that a trigger is only something that sets off self destructive behavior you need to check yourself. What about those that end up suffering panic attacks or emotional breaks? Or that writing doesn’t trigger anything? How does seeing other visual stimuli set off a trigger but not text? People can be triggered by any number of things; it all depends on the person. We can’t tag or warn for every trigger because there are so many, but the least you can do is warn about the mains ones (sexual assault, violence, abuse, self-harm, injury,...).) If you’re really gonna be anal about that then a trade off will be putting them in the tags and then telling people they can find the list of warnings there. But you gotta tell people where to find the list of warnings.

Not to mention that this stuff will dictate where someone reads your fic. Now, a lot of people read some really sexy or violent store bought books in public, but that is strictly text. I’ve seen a lot of fics with some nsfw gifs and moodboards slipped in. Most of us are already fearless when it comes to reading nsfw stuff in public, but the visual things can get people into a shit ton of trouble. And of course you have plenty of people who are mindful of what they read in public.

Or that they don’t have to use warnings because movies and tv and such don’t give warnings. Oh, yeah, you read that sentence right. There are people who have not been paying attention at all to movies and tv and such created over the past several decades. 

Or that ‘real life doesn’t have warnings’... I’m sorry have you checked the labels on medicines and other products? Or have you seen road signs? We have warnings everywhere people!!! It’s about fucking time that written works got better with it. 

If you don’t have anything serious to warn about then don’t put any warnings, but if you do then dear god you should probably do some warning.

♦♦ Make sure to tag!!!! 

On tumblr there are two different types of tags - the @ and the #.

The @ tag - Tagging people means that those people will be notified that you posted a fic (or they should be assuming tumblr is working properly)! If you don’t know who to tag, pose a question to tumblr asking if anyone is interested. A lot of people also are open to and encourage you to tag them if you have something that you think they may be interested in. And regardless of if you do tag people or not, people will often times approach you through comments, replies, asks, and DMs with requests to be tagged in future works. 

The # tag - using tags on your fics is so fucking important. These tags are how people find your stuff. Tag wisely. 

► Example - Let’s say you wrote a Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers fic; expected tags should be - bucky barnes, steve rogers, captain america, the winter soldier, marvel, stucky, bucky barnes/steve rogers, bucky barnes x steve rogers, captain america x the winter soldier, avengers,... 

Honestly, I could add more tags to that. 

Another example - A Bucky Barnes reader insert fic; expected tags should be - bucky barnes, marvel, reader insert, bucky barnes x reader, bucky barnes/reader,  the winter soldier, bucky x reader,...

You get the idea? 

Tag your shit, but don’t over tag it. Stick to the necessary tags and don’t skimp on those, but don’t tag the unnecessary tags.

What are unnecessary tags? These tags are tags that have nothing to do with the fic and/or are not the main focus. Bucky Barnes x Reader fics should not be showing up in the Sam Wilson tag if Sam is not a main focus in the fic. Spirk fics should not be in the McKirk tag if McKirk is not the main focus of the fic. 

Many people will not read your work on purpose if you pull this shit because they’re pissed that your cluttering the tag with unrelated work for not reason.

But tumblr used to say that only the first five tags will be counted towards where a post shows up in searches, but I’ve sort of found this to be false? I’ve found many posts show up in searches where the tag I searched is actually far past 5 tags in. Basically, all of the tags are valid.

So tag responsibly people!!!!

And I think that wraps it all up.

I was going to do a section dragging readers, but I think that will be for another time because this is a little on the long side. Because sometimes us writers can follow all of the above and still have no notes. 

Anyways, once again, I am not forcing anyone to do any of these; it’s all up to you what you want to do in regards to your writing. I and a whole bunch of other people are just exhausted with the bitching and moaning people are doing in regards to not getting readers when there are several easy actions that could be taken to change that.

#long post

[brokestminimalist]

Minimize your bills!

 We have five bills.  Here they are: Utilities, Phone, Internet, Car Insurance, Car Payment. That’s it.  Those are the five things we pay every month.  How did we achieve this?  Partly, we’re just broke as shit and can’t afford any extras.  Partly we don’t like extras.  Extras take up time we don’t have and money we don’t have.  Let’s go over a few common types of bills here and see how you can reduce how much money you are paying to various companies every month.

Rent/Housing payment: We are very fortunate to own our own house.  It is paid for.  If you do not own a house, paying rent or a house payment is unavoidable.  There are arguments to be made in favor of both renting and buying.  We like owning our own house because we can do whatever we want with it.  Purple light bulbs? Totally.  Glitter walls?  You can’t stop us, motherfucker!  The truth is that there’s not much you can do to reduce your rent or house payment, it’s just going to be there.  Make sure to prioritize it over everything else; there’s no point having cable if you’re homeless.

Phone: We consider cell phones a necessity.  Chuck out your landline and get a cheap pre-paid cell phone.  We favor Boost Mobile but there’s also Virgin Mobile and a wide variety of others.  Don’t get yourself locked into a contract, it’s way more expensive and you don’t need upgrades every year.  If you don’t smash it or drop it in a toilet your average cell phone can last several years.  Right now we have a Samsung Galaxy J3 that we bought in 2016 and it’s still going strong.  We pay $30 a month.  Even if you are currently stuck in a contract, it’s always worth calling to negotiate. Also eliminate extra stuff like app and ringtone purchases and any bs insurance plans attached to your line.

Cable: No.  You do not need cable tv.  If you must have shows to watch, look at Netflix or Hulu or Crunchyroll or a dozen other cheap streaming services.  You do not need to waste 20 minutes per show seeing commercials; that is time out of your life that you will never get back.  You do not need 3000 channels when you can only watch one at a time.  Get. Rid. Of. Your. Cable.

Internet:  We can say yes to internet because it’s so intertwined into modern society.  You need it to fill out job applications, file a claim with your insurance company, to talk to loved ones across the country.  In our state you need it to apply for food stamps.  You don’t need to go broke for it, though.  Find a reasonably priced plan at a moderate speed.  Do not let anyone tell you that you need 150mbps to stream movies or play games.  10 is sufficient for SD, 25 for HD.  (If you have a 4K device then you need to go find a different blog to read, Scrooge McDuck.) If you can’t afford it, there’s always the library and many fast food restaurants that offer free wifi.

Insurance: Whether it’s health insurance, auto insurance or homeowners insurance, you probably need to prioritize this.  We are of the opinion that the young and very healthy can go without it for a few years, but when you hit your 30′s it’s a good idea to start doing the kind of preventive maintenance that comes with a health insurance plan.  Auto and homeowners insurance policies vary a lot, so contact your company and see what extras you can cut out to shave a few dollars off your bill.  If you drive an old beater, drop the full coverage and just hang onto liability.  Your deductible may be more than your car is actually worth. (PS, one cool perk we do recommend is roadside assistance if your insurance company offers it.  It’s often 3-5 extra bucks and they will come get you off the side of the road.  Worth it.)

Vehicle payment:  We can’t wait until our car is paid off.  We were very lucky to have been given a car when we were 18 and we drove it until it just wouldn’t go anymore, and then we kept driving it anyway.  From 2004 to 2017 we did not have a car payment, just liability insurance and getting the tags renewed once a week.  It was beautiful!  Right now we still owe about $600 on the used car we bought last year and life is going to be sweet again very soon.  Driving for free is a great experience.  To minimize this bill, pay extra when you can, put as much into your down payment as you can, and never buy a new vehicle.  The subject of minimalist vehicles will get its own post later.

Life Insurance: We know for some folks with kids and grandkids this is a necessity, but uh... frankly there are none of our relatives who deserve to get a ridiculous sum of money in the event of our death.  So let the state cremate us and auction our house off to the highest bidder.  Whatev.

Utilities: Unless you’ve got a roof made of solar panels (and if you do, we applaud you!) you probably are connected to municipal electricity, gas and water.  After rent this is going to be your second priority.  You can see our post about conserving electricity and water to reduce this bill as much as you can.  You can make a huge difference by doing simple things and most of them are low or no cost!

Cards/Loans/Debt: It’s always worth calling to negotiate interest rates.  The bottom line is, you’ll just have to pay these as you can.  We’ve been as broke as we can be for the last year or so, so we’ve got a credit card that was charged off because when you don’t have food to eat or heat in your house, you kind of don’t give any fucks about your old Visa card. We’re catching up though, and we’ll pay it.  Don’t let yourself default on loans if you can help it, stay in touch with credit card companies and be straightforward with them about what you’re able to do.  DON’T take out any new loans or cards.  

Misc. Other Stuff: This is stuff like gym memberships and house cleaning service and that kid that mows your grass and walks your dog.  You can reduce or eliminate all of these by going “Derp, I’m an adult who can do things for myself!”.  Mow your own grass.  It’s a great workout.  Scrub your own baseboards, you’re burning calories.  Walk your own freaking dog.  If you’re wondering how you can pay your light bill then you do not need to spend money on things you can do for yourself.  Grow a pair and do your own chores.

Childcare: This one is tough, and we admit we don’t know a lot about it.  From what we’ve read, swapping childcare with a neighbor or friend is effective if you’ve got someone you trust.  Don’t go cheap on this if you have to hire a sitter. The person caring for your child in your absence deserves to be paid well for their services.  So if you can’t afford to pay that person what you would expect to get paid for the same amount of work, you need to skip that movie you were going to see and stay home.  As far as finding daycare for while you’re at work goes, we will kindly ask our followers to chime in with suggestions. 

There are lots of other types of bills that you might have, but take a day to go through your finances and see which ones you can do without or can trim down.  Also give our post about Needs vs. Wants a look, maybe it can help you put things in perspective.  We know this blog is only tangentially about personal finance, but consider minimalism a tool for every area of life.  By reducing the bills you don’t want, you’ll have more to spend on the ones you do.

Links: Seven Common Bills

#minimalbills

[dong-hyucks]

Beautiful ; Seongwoo [pt!two]

Characters: Seongwoo / Reader / ft. Wanna One Genre: Non-Idol!AU, angst, slight fluff // swearing Word Count: 4.6k+ A/N:  this part wasnt supposed to be angsty // ps. now that the full ver. of the mv is out, this is based on the original one lol Admin: Jade

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    “I miss you, your last words as you grew far away. It’s strange, I’m afraid – I need you. I hate myself for realizing this just now.”     - Beautiful, Wanna One

      Taking a step back, he stared at the paper. Looking at his, at them all, he clenched his fists. So many children were missing. Too many. He closed his eyes, setting his jaw as he turned away. “Will we ever find you?” he asked, his voice disappearing into the darkness that surrounded him.

   Morning light flooded his small room, brushing against any visible surface and engulfing whatever it could touch in its warmth. Seongwoo let out a groan, rolling over in bed to cover his face from the blinding light. He always hated having his bed sit right across from his window, yet part of him was grateful for the wake up call every morning. Opening his eyes, only to shut them tightly quickly after, Seongwoo blindly grabbed at his side table, searching for his mobile device. When his hand finally came in contact with the electronic, he turned it on and checked for the time.

   11.59.

   Seongwoo sighed, turning the phone off before rolling over to face the wall. A few more minutes of rest couldn’t hurt. After all, he had stayed up until the early hours of the day hunched over his desk, only to sleep once the melodious birds begun their morning hymn. He could still feel the uncomfortable cramp in his hand from writing such a bundle of notes in one sitting. A small breath of exhaustion left his lips as he pressed down into the comfort of his bed, hugging his thick blanket to his body.

   Wait.

   As if he wasn’t sleep-deprived, Seongwoo leaped from his bed and onto his feet in a clumsy matter, almost falling over as he reached for any clean clothes he could grab. Panic began to set in, his palms growing warm in the midst of his rush. Pulling a shirt – a blue and white flannel you had gifted him for a past Christmas – roughly over his head, he grabbed his jacket and stumbled out of his room, his socks making him slide into the wall. His mother, tired and confused, walked out from the dining area, only to feel the wind hit her face as her own son rushed passed her. She could only chuckle at the sight.

   Panting, Seongwoo ran as fast as he could against the slowly crowding people in the streets. Hasteful ‘sorry’s and ‘excuse me’s escaped him as he ducked, twisted and turned between the plethora of strangers. He could see it, his bus stop, right in view. When he heard the familiar clanking of gears his old, rickety bus made, his heart raced. His hair wisped around him once the large vehicle sped past, halting to a stop soon ahead. Seongwoo, worried, ran faster than he had before and to his relief – made it in time for his ride.

   By the time he boarded the aged bus, he was panting, cold sweat adding onto the discomfort he felt, even in the already run down and tattered seats. Seongwoo’s eyes roamed the bus, not surprised to find it empty. He heaved a sigh, falling back against the seat. His head fell back and he stayed that way for a while. Finally, his eyes fluttered open, his hands clumsily reaching for his bag. Staring out the window, Seongwoo knew that he had enough time for some review. Opening his textbook, he flipped to a bookmarked page. His eyelids, still heavy with sleep, drooped as he read over the highlighted passages. He read the words, but mere moments later the information would escape him.

   Seongwoo groaned, dropping the heavy book upon his lap. Rubbing circles onto his temples, he furrowed his brows. His head pounded so painfully, it was as if a tiny man stood on his heavy shoulders with a hammer, pecking away at his head almost torturingly so.

   “Hangover?” asked the inquisitive bus driver, looking over at his only passenger through the rearview mirror with a gaze packed with curiosity and concern. “You don’t look too good over there.” The elderly man paused to take a turn down a road riddled with cracks and potholes.

   Seongwoo barely expressed even a smile, but shook his head. “No hangover,” he clarified, rubbing the back of his neck. “Just tired and stressed, is all.” The bus driver nodded, but said nothing more. Seongwoo appreciated the silence, noticing the way the bus swerved ever so slightly as to avoid potholes. Sniffling, he looked back down at the textbook, his finger tracing the words slowly as they processed.

   You’ve reviewed all of this so many times, he told himself, his nerves running on end, you can do this. Seongwoo looked out the window once more, seeing the academy draw near. Hastily, he shoved the textbook back into his bag and swung it over his shoulders. His foot tapped as the bus pulled to a stop, his shaky legs bringing him up from his seat. As he approached the doors that swung open so quickly, he worried that they’d chip the already chipped white paint on the exterior, he thanked the driver.

   He watched as the bus wheeled away, before turning on his heel to face the school he had worked so hard to get into. Suddenly, it felt intimidating. The shadow cast over him made it seem like the mighty building loomed over him, daring him to enter. Swallowing almost painfully, he walked in. Staring down at the marbled flooring, he avoided eye contact with anyone he happened to pass. Then, he stopped. He looked up, staring at the metal numbers pasted onto the wooden door almost twice his size. Room 617.

   Taking a deep breath, he opened the door, twisting the knob slowly. He winced when the old thing creaked, gaining the attention of a couple of his peers, including his friend – Minhyun. While his classmates just ignored his tardy presence, Minhyun kept his head up, smiling reassuringly at Seongwoo. Holding his finger to his lips, Minhyun passed his notebook onto Seongwoo’s desk. ‘Thanks,’ Seongwoo mouthed, smiling appreciatively.

   As he took down the pre-exam notes, he didn’t notice the amused gaze he had earned from across the room.

   Sungwoon bounded toward his group of friends, holding a bundle of papers. Not minding the plate of food one of them, Daniel, was holding, he showed them the flyers he had stayed up making. It wouldn’t have taken long if not for his computer crashing. “Look, look,” he prompted, an excited smile on his face. “They’re done!”

   The three, Daniel, Daehwi, and Guanlin, looked over Sungwoon’s shoulder at the pile of papers. Daniel’s eyes widened, staring down at the photo he had grown so accustomed to. It was the only photo he had of him, his only brother, after all. He felt hot, painful tears prick his eyes, swallowing thickly and blinking the tears away rapidly. He slowly smiled, a smile that grew into a grin, as he nudged Sungwoon. “Thank you,” he said, his voice bright and excited.

   “Of course, man. This,” Sungwoon nodded toward the papers, “is important to you. So it’s important to me too!” Behind Daniel, Sungwoon caught the eyes of Daehwi and Guanlin as they nodded, voicing their agreement quickly. “C’mon, let’s go put them up.”

   The four walked across town, equipped with the missing papers and a roll of teal duck tape. After an hour, almost all of the papers were gone, taped up onto walls, posts, and windows alike. “Hey,” Daehwi began, looking into the distance. “Why don’t we hang one up there?” The opposite three looked over, immediately eyeing the large centre. The large, fluorescent white sign that read ‘Missing Child Centre’ was almost blinding despite the sunlight that still shone bright. Daniel pursed his lips. He’d put up papers there before, but to no avail. He’d never received a call, nor an email about his lost family’s whereabouts.

   Guanlin glanced at Daniel with worry. Right away, he noticed the faraway look that was etched upon his soft features. His heart churned for his friend, having seen how his loss had effected him, just as it had effected the rest of the boys. Somehow, Daniel seemed worse off. He remembered his family, but he – the boys couldn’t relate, not a single memory of their loved ones could come to mind, for they were far too young when they lost them. “Let’s go,” he agreed, a patient smile blossoming over his cheeks. “Who knows? Maybe something will turn up this time around.”

   The four made their way into the centre, quickly meeting the tired face of the man behind the front counter. His eyes saw the paper in Daniel’s hands, a look of empathy mixed with pity becoming imminent over him. “The missing children board,” he pointed off to a room, “is over there.”

   Sungwoon thanked the man before ushering everybody into the glass room. They stood across one of the biggest boards, one completely covered with papers upon papers, each one expressing more and more despairing as they piled up. Daniel’s chest tightened as he skimmed over them. Sungwoon, realizing Daniel was frozen, gently took the paper from his hand and stuck it onto the board, not realizing what he had covered. “There we go,” he huffed, looking over to Daniel. He smiled, patting the male on the back. “Right in the centre! We’ll get a call in no time.”

   Daniel took one more glance at the board before following his friends out the door.

   He hummed, bobbing his head to the music that blared in his ears. “Tonight, the star is me,” he sung to himself, pushing through the aisles with the small mop. He looked up, seeing the small television the store had attached to the wall. A boxing match was going on, one of Jihoon’s. He paused, watching with great interest before looking over his shoulder. Not a person was in sight and he was the only one in store. Taking one more cautious glance, he shifted his feet and squared his shoulders. Jumping on the spot, he threw small punches at the air, breathing in and out just as Jihoon had taught him.

   “Um – excuse me?”

   He jumped at the sudden voice, straightening his back immediately and taking hold of the broom once again. He turned around, meeting [E/C] eyes. “Sorry about that,” he stammered, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment. “How may I help you?” When you didn’t answer right away he chuckled nervously, ruffling his brown hair.

   “Well,” you glanced down at his name tag, “Daniel, I’ve been waiting to pay for this.” You held up your hand, revealing a basketful of foods and drinks. Daniel nodded, clearing his throat as he guided you to the cash register. After paying, you bid the strange male goodbye and went on your way.

   As the glass doors swung closed, Daniel slumped over the counter, tousling his hair. He barely let out a breath before bells resonated within the convenience store, making him jolt upwards. “Hello,” he greeted the woman and her child with a smile.

   Daniel walked, not minding his steps as he shoved his hands into the warmth of his hoodie. He couldn’t hear the noisy street or the bustling commotion from strangers who walked the night, having drowned everything out with his music. He hummed, a regular occurrence, and looked up. Soon, he came to a stop, his eyes shining with admiration.

   An electric blue motorcycle seemed to shine in the darkness of the autumn night, drawing him closer without him realizing. His jaw went ajar as he stared at the vehicle in amazement, his hands tapping across the glass that separated him from it in excitement. Pulling out his phone, he turned to take a photo. Before he could even press the button, he heard a familiar voice that strung him out of his reverie.

   “If you want it, it’s on sale this week. Fifty percent off.”

   Daniel jumped, looking over at wherever the voice came. To his surprise, you stood at the entrance, arms crossed, hands rubbing up and down your arms as you jumped from foot to foot. “It’s you,” he said without hesitation, recognition flashing in his eyes. He glanced at the motorcycle, admiring it for but a second, before turning back to you. “I was just looking,” told he, subconsciously feeling at his almost empty wallet.

   You nodded, seeing through his lie. “Well,” you pushed yourself off of the wall, “if you’re still interested, chances are it’ll be here tomorrow.” You shrugged, your nonchalance alarming him. “People haven’t been too interested in this model.” You managed a smile before you disappeared inside. Daniel looked at you through the glass before turning around and heading home.

   Having turned, he didn’t notice the wide-eyed look you suddenly adorned, or the way you ran out of the bike store. “Wait,” the yell ripped from your throat, echoing into the cold night. Daniel stopped, looking over at you over his shoulder with a raised brow. You jogged up to him before narrowing your eyes. “Do me a favour,” you said suddenly, washing a wave of confusion over Daniel, “meet me over there tomorrow.” Daniel looked over, staring at the wall at which you pointed.

   He turned to you, his brows furrowing together. “Why?” he asked, unable to grasp at any reasons as to why you, a complete stranger, would want to see him after only having met twice.

   You smiled sheepishly. “Just do it, okay? Tomorrow at this time. I’ll even give you a bigger discount on the bike if you accept.” Daniel’s eyes passed you and at the motorcycle in the window. He didn’t answer for a minute or two, his eyes darting from you to the bike repeatedly.

   “Fine,” he gave in, sighing. “If I think there’s anything fishy going on, I’m leaving.” He looked over, mentally reminding himself of the meeting spot. “Tomorrow, this time. I’ll be there.”

   When he looked over at you, you sighed in relief. “Thank you so much,” you bowed your head in gratefulness, confusing Daniel even further. “I have to get to work but,” you pointed at him, “please come. You can talk to me any time after that for the discount.” You took one more glance at him before rushing back into the store.

   Seongwoo grumbled incoherent words as he ran through the flooded streets, puddles splashing muddy water onto his jeans. You puzzled him at times, yet he couldn’t find himself saying no to you. He shivered, the cold rain that pelted him making his jacket feel useless.

   “Seongwoo,” you had called earlier in the day, rushing past your peers to reach him. “Meet me at the small store across my work later, okay? Eight o’clock.” He couldn’t even ask why before you were rushing off.

   Why did they want me to come here anyway, he thought, ducking under the extended roof of the store. He messed with his hair, practically spreading the rain that had collected. He breathed out, watching as a cloud of his own breath gathered before him before dissipating.

   He looked over, seeing a man stand almost next to him, a circular garbage can separating them. He thought nothing of it – he was probably just someone seeking shelter from the rain. Seongwoo tried to peer into your store, almost immediately catching your eye. You waved, he waved back. You seemed to be pointing at him, making Seongwoo frown in confusion. After a while, he got that you were pointing beside him.

   Slowly, he took another look at the man. It didn’t take long before he gasped, his jaw dropping slightly as he stared at him. His almost inaudible noise managed to get the ‘stranger’s attention, even over the loud rain. Seongwoo’s heart pounded as they made eye contact, staring at one another with wide eyes.

   Hesitantly and full of cracked hope, Seongwoo gulped. “… Daniel?”

   You watched from afar, a small smile growing on your face at the sight of the two. As they hugged, you felt your eyes burn with tears. “Ah,” you sounded, turning around and rubbing at your eyes. “Why am I crying now?” As you looked down at your sneakers, your chest constricted. A feeling of happiness enveloped you in its welcoming hold – so why the tears?

   You took another look at the reunited brothers, their excited expressions as they spoke almost animatedly. In that moment, a single tear fell down your cheek.

   It had been almost a fortnight since your last conversation with Seongwoo. His absence was odd and unusual. At the academy, whenever you’d try to call out for him, he’d already be halfway out the door with Minhyun hot on his feet. Ever since that night – when he had reconciled with his long lost brother – you barely even saw him. At first, you rationalized this with Seongwoo merely spending time with him. But two weeks later, he never answered your calls and left you on read.

   In fact, you had even talked to Daniel more in those two weeks. Only two days after he and Seongwoo had met, he came to the store and bought the motorcycle. As promised, you gave him an extra ten percent off – it had been as much as your boss would allow. According to him, he had visited with Seongwoo the day before, when you didn’t have a shift. It was obvious, to you, that you had been cast to the side – forgotten.

   Yet, you couldn’t help but feel happy for your best friend. You lived almost your entire life watching him grow up without his brother and it was heartbreaking. You knew, at least, that Seongwoo had made more friends. You saw them one day, hanging out – all eleven of them. It warmed you, knowing he was in the hands of kindhearted people. “It’s okay,” you told yourself as you walked home, not caring for the light rain that fell from the sky. “He’s found someone who’s been gone for years. This is fine.”

   Somehow, you couldn’t believe your own words.

   “How’s Seongwoo,” your mother asked as you entered your home. You didn’t answer, bending over to slip off your shoes. “He’s usually over after your classes. Did … did the two of you get into a fight?” You looked up, eyes blown wide at her suggestion.

   “No, mom,” you shook your head. “He’s just been busy lately. I told you before, he met his brother after over ten years. They’re spending time with each other.” You winced at how dreadful you sounded as you spoke, making your dejection feel obvious. You headed to your room, not noticing the worried look your mother sent after you.

   With nothing else to do, you opened your textbook and threw it onto your desk. I have to pass time somehow, you sighed before slouching over your desk. For hours on end, you stayed in the same spot, your back aching. Despite the dull pain, you didn’t move and continuously wrote away in your notebook, the noise of pen against paper sounding deafening.

   This, you thought, is fine.

   Things, in fact, were not fine.

   The next day you got a call you never thought in a million years that you’d receive. You could remember reading the caller ID and feeling faint. At first, you assumed it was for something you had done. Oh, how wrong you were. As the voice droned in your ear, your eyes widened and your hands quivered, barely holding your phone up to your ear.

   “He … what?” you asked, your voice soft and broken. A feeling of panic was rising, squeezing your torso and suffocating you painfully slow. At that point, your senses dulled, weakened. Everything around you blurred and spun, making you dizzy and weak. The phone felt like air against your fingers, light and docile. Just barely, you could hear the people who surrounded you, asking if you were alright or if you needed a glass of water. You couldn’t answer, fear striking your core.

   “Your friend, Cha Seongwoo, is being held for the assault of seven men. You are one of his emergency contacts, so …”

   You couldn’t believe it. Seongwoo and assault? The two words sounded foreign next to each other. You didn’t even hear the rest of the officer’s words, dropping the phone in shock. Seongwoo would never assault anyone – it just wasn’t in his nature. He was a kind soul – under his constant jokes and jests was a heart that glows with warmth and love. Attacking another was practically unheard of, yet he was in jail for assault.

   Picking up the, now shattered, phone, you mumbled almost incoherently, “I’ll be there in a moment.”

   And you were, having rushed to the station. By the time you got there, not having a licence, you were panting, heaving heavy breaths as you walked over to the first officer you saw. “I was called,” you began, “about my friend, Cha Seongwoo.” The officer looked lost for only a moment before a moment of realization hit him.

   “[Y/F/N]?” You nodded. “Follow me, then.” You did, following the officer down a number of hallways. Soon, he brought you to a single corridor with a glass window. You looked in and almost instantly it felt as though someone was holding a hand to your throat. True to the officer’s word, Seongwoo sat in his confinement, his posture uneasy and tense.

   When his eyes met yours, Seongwoo immediately stood up and rushed to the window. “[Y/N],” he gasped, his eyes moving back and forth between you and the officer. You turned and asked for privacy. The officer complied, staring at Seongwoo with paranoia before disappearing down the hallway you had entered. “Thank God you’re here, I–”

   “What …” you interrupted him, “… did you do?” Your soft spoken tone surprised him, and the distant look on your face chained his heart and tugged hard. “Seongwoo – did you really …” You couldn’t even finish your sentence, the words getting caught in your throat. You managed to swallow them down, only to feel them expand in your chest, making it feel heavy and pressed.

   Your distrust made him take a step back. “You really think I …” he trailed off, similarly to you. “[Y/N], you know I would never hurt anyone, never mind seven people.” He tried to meet your eyes, to convince you that he was innocent, but alas, you didn’t dare look at him. A frown etched itself onto his face.

   After a pregnant pause, you willed yourself to look up at him with a worried look. “What am I supposed to think, Seongwoo? I don’t hear from you in two weeks and when I do it’s from a cop and he’s telling me that you’re in jail for assault! What am I supposed to believe?” you asked, your voice heavy with concern laced with anger.

   “You’re supposed to believe in me,” he pressed, furrowing his brows, “your best friend!”

   You looked at him, taking a step toward the wall behind you. You nearly scoffed, “Best friend? You’ve ignored me for half a month without explanation. How am I supposed to feel right now, Seongwoo? Supportive? Believing? How am I supposed to feel like that when you haven’t told me anything about what’s been going on? You threw me aside – you can’t just expect me to be some cheerleader for every little thing you do.” Every word was like a punch to the face, both to you and to Seongwoo. As much as it pained you to speak so harshly to someone whom you’ve looked to with adoration and love, to someone who has your heart – even if he doesn’t realize – it was the truth. In truth, you knew nothing. And given the look in his eyes, you don’t think that he’s going to enlighten you.

   Still, you tried. “What happened?” You crossed your arms, forcing back the bile that gathered sickeningly at the back of your throat. To no one’s surprise, Seongwoo stayed quiet, looking away at the question. You sighed, your eyes burning with a familiar sensation. “How could you be this careless?” you wondered aloud, not expecting a response.

   “Careless?” he finally replied.

   You looked him in the eye. “Yes, Seongwoo. Careless. Do you have any idea what this is going to do to you? Innocent or not, this,” you waved your arms, gesturing to the confinement, “is going to be on your record. Employers will see that you’ve been arrested for the assault of not one, not two, but seven men. Your future, the one you’ve worked so hard for all these years, and you don’t even look like you care.”

   You narrowed your eyes. Thinking back, a thought crossed your mind, one you sincerely hoped wasn’t true. “Was this because of him?” you choked, disbelief coursing through your veins. When Seongwoo remained silent, something inside of you snapped. Your fear for Seongwoo turned into burning anger – a red, hot fury you couldn’t explain. “You’re throwing away all of your hard work, all of those years spent cooped up in your room studying – all for a group of people you’ve only known for a fortnight?”

   Your question made Seongwoo grasp at words. Then, “He’s my brother, [Y/N]. What do you expect me to do? I didn’t want him …” he stopped himself, looking down at the single metal bench in the room. An image of Daniel, and all of the friends he had made, flashed in his mind. He didn’t want to see any of them sitting on that cold chair, with their head between their knees as they slumped over.

   His selflessness made you scoff. “So you took the blame for whatever the fuck happened? Be selfish for once, Seongwoo, think about yourself! Have you ever thought about that? About what this’ll do to you?”

   Seongwoo fought back, his own anger bubbling beneath the surface, threatening to spill out. “So what? You’d rather I be selfish and get them all locked behind bars? They have futures, [Y/N]. I’m just some nobody trying to get into the force.” His breath was short, uneven. Fighting with you was never pleasant – he did his best to avoid it. He hated the look on your face, a mixture of vexation and hurt. Hurt. One look he absolutely never wanted to see on you ever again. Seeing you, with your tense form and glossy eyes, brought pain onto himself. He felt every word pierce his heart with a blade sharp as a spear.

   You looked at him with disbelief. A small breath of a scoff passed your lips, making your nostrils flare as you looked away, forcing yourself not to let go at that moment. “You’re an idiot, Seongwoo. An idiot, but not a nobody.” Your voice alarmed him. He had expected you to yell, to shout profanities at his face and to curse his name. What he hadn’t expected was to hear your voice, broken and almost mute. He wished with every being that you’d get angry and yell. Anything but that. He opened his mouth, your name just at the tip of his tongue, but it was too late. You were turning on your heel, your head down.

   “Wait, [Y/N]–”

   You only turned your head, the sight of tears cascading down your cheeks killing him. The next words you uttered were the worst you could’ve said, leaving Seongwoo empty.

   “Goodbye, Cha Seongwoo.”

i was going to write the fight/billiard scene bUt i actually wanted to get this out before sunday so i kinda just scraped it bUt if u guys want i’ll write it as a bonus scene when this series is over

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