#< making a tag bc a bunch of people sent stuff in - you guys are the NICEST <33

[liamlawsonlesbian]

hi!!! asks for sick times im just here to ask whats ur all time fav race? hope u feel better soon!!

ooooo good question! I have only been watching f1 in real time for just about a year (?!) but in that time I would have to say LVGP 2023 (hi rissa) — it was a such a FUN race to watch, I was literally jumping up and down in my sister's living room at 1 am. All time, though, I'm going to say Austria 2022 <3

Shoutout to COTA 2023 bc I was there in person and that was amazing even if the race aftermath was...not it

[dominic-sessa]

life update!!!!

hi hello friends good morning good afternoon good evening its that time of the month again! this isnt really a big life update like the last time bcs i just thought id list down a bunch of things ive had on my mind.

first of all, im very happy to announce that i was able to watch 16 movies last march !! exciting!! i know ive said the last time that i quit the bingewatching thing but HONESTLY im in a work from home setup and the only way to keep me inspired is by watching a movie ... i am yet to find other ways to stay inspired so watching movies will just do for now... ALSO im gonna try to update my newsletter for the first time this year and itll probably be about the movies that i saw this march that i liked ! im now comfortable with turning the newsletter to be more about movies bcs nothing major has been happening in my life lol . so pls stay tuned for that newsletter post if ur interested!

another thing is ive decided to make this blog more personal! for the past year ive made this blog to be more about movies and gifs and stuff, and as much as i love getting the notes and reading ppl's tags, im going to try and make this blog work for me this time :) hope it doesnt get annoying or something... im also in the process of fixing my about pages and tags and all. ive used tumblr since 2012 so im still struggling with the setup. LIKE yes i want to maximize the fact that you can edit html pages and its cute and lets me be creative but at the same time, im on my phone majority of the time . and i dont like being on my laptop after work because ive literally just been using a laptop the whole day. for work. im rly shy to post some stuff about me (bcs i havent done it before fr insert the tom hanks dialogue from joe vs the volcano abt doing some soul searching and coming to the conclusion that hes just boring so he stops doing it) so if u see me doing it as an attempt to fix the personal pages on my blog, im sorry! AAAND as for the gifs thing, im thinking of changing my film diary tag, one thing i really enjoy is taking note of dialogues i love from a movie so i might just do screenshots. i really miss making gifs even though most of the gifs i end up with are LQ , but it just really isnt feasible now . (also some movies are just so tempting to gif LIKEEE valley girl and everytime we say goodbye 😭😭 it physically hurts me that i cant gif josh whitehouse and tom hanks in those movies....)

ALSO im really very very happy that ive gained new followers recently. i enjoy chatting with you guys and get so happy whenever i get the notif that someone sent me an ask/message!! ive been idle on stan twt/fandoms in general so its been a really long time since ive actually... talked to people... it makes me really happy talking to u and im sorry if my happiness doesnt show in my replies/posts. as i said, its been a while since ive done this and i usually go on here as soon as im off work (when my brain is semi-fried and the words are not wording anymore) . i hope i dont come across as bored/uninterested :(

and it isnt just about fandoms too, im genuinely insterested what u guys are up to lately and all... (in a non stalker way). it just feels nice to have friends in general ^__^

SO YEA, i think thats about it :) if u've read this all until here ilysm! thanks for ur interest and lmk how ur day was! or just send me something u want to talk about !

have a nice day :)

[deutoplasmic]

HELP SUSPICIOUS SHOSEI 😭 it’s like hes secretly a tanuki getting into all sorts of trouble

FENGFAN BEST BOY ITS TRUE ITS TRUE

omg same though my chinese isnt good enough to keep up with people especially if theyre from 东北 😭 theyll be saying stuff so fast and im like :D what

i love all kinds of cookies!! as long as they dont have raisins in them,,, i have the taste buds of a toddler

thats okay 😔 if we wanted to stan smart people we would be stanning men 😔 OOOO WHOS YOUR DXTEEN BIAS? i havent gotten around to most of their content yet so i dont know the braincell count ranking

okay so lets just say (jo1’s fandom name)(jo1’s fandom name)subs. has a carrd. 🫡🏴‍☠️ u get me? 🫡🏴‍☠️ have fun 😙

uh. honestly animation just takes a lot of training and patience lmaO you just keep practicing till your brain explodes 😭 and yea knitting and crocheting are so much fun to me!! i feel like a cat playing with yarn lmao

RIGHT YOU GET ME!!! i love a good ruined boy. makes me wanna give rihito head pats

i like. a bunch of artists lmao the songs i sent you are barely the tip of the iceberg 😭

you're not here to ask questions you're here to take his laundry and get paid 🤑🤑🤑 BUT TANUKI SHOSEI IS SO REAL. hes too cute and wholesome he has to be doing smth nefarious

omg i remember poking the ini ao3 tag and there are a bunch of chinese fans who keep writing kimunishi smut LMAO like goddamn nothing about your homeland boy

OK same boat same boat 😔🤝 aforementioned irl's mother is from 东北 and she's honestly pretty easy to understand but. yeah. it's the 儿话 for me bro 😔😔😔 fake it til you make it i suppose

oh my GOD YOURE SO REAL FOR NO SULTANAS cannot stand them they're so bad. sultana bread my beloathed. i can't lie sometimes i buy the custard thingies meant to introduce infants to different foods bc it's cheaper than actually buying a proper custard carton 😰

ofc 😔 all the smart people are off getting office jobs or whatever not becoming idols 😔 omg i like koshin but at like certain angles he looks disturbingly like 周深 it's a bit scary. tbh i only watch the dxteen content with premises that i find interesting...... bc i can't be bothered to watch them all.......... if it helps their academic test had 2 people get under 10/50. koshin highest scorer got 32 (?)/50 and second place nalu (?) got 25/50. so. yknow. but the quiz was a bit silly there was a quote in it which was by from some american guy in the 1800s or smth that was apparently part of like the civil smth subject

i do get you 🙏 thank you very much. i will keep it for reference 🙏

wait that is genuinely so cool. damn it (me when things take effort) ...... but YES omg i made like two beanies in like may to prepare for the winter and . never used them . it's like nearly spring so um. either way what kind of stuff do you make???

YES idk something about a pathetic flop fail boy.... so very tasteful....... rihito trying to practice confessing by pretending his cat is you and not noticing you walking in and witnessing it all.... and when he sees you he's like "UHHHH WELL GOTTA FIND THE CAT LOL" and speeds out the door like it's life or death. and his cat is still sitting there

[undercoverangell]

thinking about pok lives and goes on spring break au heres everything in my brain atm

Pok gets enough money working for the government to get a new house so they no longer live in an apartment and instead are in like a nice lil 2 bedroom 2 bathroom house and the bad kids come over freshman year bc riz is like "oh my dad should know something about these palimpsets i feel like he'd know about them" and he's not of much use but like. to give yall some perspective on how i imagine pok in this au he's like this goblin w huge scars covering him who is like?? kinda athletic?? and he is also still a spy and still goes on missions so when they first meet him hes in this fairly nice house in like a button up and cardigan w plaid pants and has his hair like tied back (bc i think he would grow it out) in a low ponytail drinking coffee. and they've never met Riz's dad but suddenly just everything about Riz makes sense this guy is his fucking dad?? and he works for the government as an accountant?? dude this guy is cool as hell wtf.

He's just very eloquently spoken and seems to know a lot about things accountants shouldn't care about (why did riz send us to his accountant dad to look at a palimpsest why would his dad know anything about this?) and so thus begins the convincing riz who knows what his dad does that his dad is in the mafia.

also doesnt help that they do have a thing in the gukgak household about bringing new people directly to the house bc obviously pok does have a bunch of like secret rooms and drawers in the home and so the very first thing he says around them is "Kid you know how i feel about strangers in the home" and riz just goes "yeah yeah sorry i know we can meet at Basrar's or something next time-" "okay well im assuming its an emergency or something important if you brought 5 people over that i've never even met so what's up?" and its immediately weird bc... wtf.. hi ig??

"dude like why is he so like ..... that. like?? dude hes not an accountant i know that at least." "guys my dad is just some dude who works in accounting hes not a member of the mafia" "the ball im so sorry your dad has been lying to you he is a member of the mafia. does your mom know?" "i dont know?? probably??" "poor woman..." "oh my god"

theyre all so confused as to why he is so casual not knowing that like since he was 13 riz has known his dad is a spy and does missions and stuff and everytime they see pok literally just getting a coffee they confront him immediately even if riz is there

"so mr.ball....whats in that coffee???"

"vanilla. some cream and milk."

"theres no mafia secrets????"

"no. i got it with two shots of espresso."

"....weird....."

"if you want me to buy you a coffee you can just ask like a normal person."

"i dont need your MAFIA COFFEE....."

"okay, the coffee here is really good though."

".....maybe i would like just a small coffee with two shots of vanilla."

**hands them 10 bucks** "go ahead."

obv pok cant just tell his sons friends he barely knows that hes a spy so he just continually insists that he "works for the department of foreign affairs as an accountant. i work in accounting kids. thats it." and they all get it HORRIBLY WRONG and are like "oh yeah kalvaxis rlly wanted to eat an accountant JUST SAY UR A MEMBER OF THE MAFIA AND GO KINDA SUSPICIOUS THATS UR WIFES A COP ARE U TRYING TO MANAGE THE POWER SYSTEM SO U CAN GET AWAY W UR CRIMES???" and he just straight up "....YEAH IM A MEMBER OF THE MAFIA! YEAH U GOT IT RIGHT. IM A MEMBER OF THE MAFIA." and riz finds it fucking hilarious bc as hes busting out laughing his dad is going "riz the mafia is serious business u know this idk why ur laughing about it : (" and the bad kids think theyve cracked the case!! theyve done it!! (they have not!)

pok and garthy know eachother very well bc pok has been sent on numerous missions to Leviathan and so there's like little hints as to what pok does "oh you're still working for the department of foreign affairs! you been moved out of accounting yet?" and the bad kids are like "garthy he works for the mafia. sorry we had to break it to you...." and garthy who knows for a fact pok is not in the mafia just goes "....oh?? the mafia?? that's new! i cant imagine the wife likes that very much!"

Pok and Riz have a little moment in Leviathan where they just sit and talk and Pok assures Riz that he's cool and his friends like him and that he wouldve kill to be as cool as riz is when he was his age. Riz falls asleep on Pok and his dad is just glad hes getting some rest. he also sees the tattoos and goes "if your mom asks you got those when i was asleep and i didnt know."

He absolutely hates fallinel but hes been there on so many missions he is just used to high elves and their bs. "Ah.... Pook GikGuk..." "Mhmm. you got it right buddy." While there he just constantly looks so done with just about everything bc he has seen this place so many times there is like no "ooo new place!" value in it is literally just "yep. high elves and their high elven shit." he tells riz if he ever becomes a spy (which he definitely would btw i will die on the secret agent riz hill) to just. get used to this bc he is going to have to deal with this a lot.

In the nightmare forest he finally is like "guys im not apart of the mafia im a spy. i dont work in accounting lol u think my wife would marry some fucking accountant when shes as cool as she is??" and they're like "???? but... u admitted... u were in the mafia.. why would u lie..." "im a spy i literally lie for a living also i barely knew you guys except when you would come over to our house sometimes and stare at me suspiciously while I scrolled through twitter on my laptop" "MAYBE U WERE LOOKING AT UR MAFIA MEMBERS TWITTER" "WHY ON EARTH WOULD MAFIA MEMBERS HAVE TWITTER" "I DONT KNOW?? THEY WANNA LOOK AT MEMES!"

everything for this au is under the "pok lives au" tag bc i have. so many ideas. i am more than willing to take drawing ideas for this please ask me about this au (srs)

[0ffgun]

The whole point of valentines day is to yell about how much you love someone (at least that’s how I see it) so that’s exactly what I intend to do! I haven’t had this blog for very long but already I’ve met so many incredible people who have all made this place a home for me! I spend a lot of (too much) time on the internet so honestly?? You guys are basically a huge chunk of my life and this is just my way of saying thank you. So here goes -- beware! Lots of messily written and emotional love notes under the cut!

In alphabetical order:

@1akorn​: TOP QUALITY TOP QUALITY EVERYWHERE!! Your blog is one of my all-time favourites and I love the fact that we watch a lot of the same shows! Your gifs are amazing and I also love reading through your text posts or your replies on your blog to see your opinions on things. I know we’ve never talked much but I basically just wanted to say I think you’re super cool sghdjs

@akingyouniverse​: Hi hi hi! Okay so we’ve never talked but I think you’re fun and I love reading the tags on your posts (I also love seeing Trinity posts on your blog bc there isn’t much content of them around and it makes me so happy!!!!) Anyway yes hi I LOVE YOU hope you have a great day *throws roses through all your windows*

@bldramagalore​: Cindy!! Wow can’t believe that if we both weren’t so damn gay we’d already be married by now! Seriously thank you though, we talk most days and you’re always there when I want to talk to you (usually it’s just to scream about Mark or uwma but still!) Ngl I can’t really remember how we first became friends because it just feels like I’ve known you FOREVER and that’s so comfy and wholesome. My favourite part of my week is when we yell about shows together - even better when we watch them together ofc! - and I just KNOW that we’ll be friends for the longest time so knowing I’ll get to do that a lot in the future too makes me so happy. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE YOU!!!! I’m so in love with you and your gorgeous face and beautiful hair and your stellar makeup skills *KISS KISS*

@blueskycafe​: Hey there!! Sorry if this is super random but you’re a blog that I see in my notes and on my dashboard a lot, and it’s always so nice when I do! Your blog is definitely one of my favourites I adore you fdjgdf I hope you have the best valentines day!

@chaeunwoo​: Your gifs are so pretty 😭😭😭 I love the content you post and seeing you enjoying the shows that you’re watching! We’ve never talked but damn maybe we should - I should send you a random friendly message sometime (if you don’t mind of course dhsjghs) but yes happy valentines day, I hope you have a good one!

@chaoticallytate​: HELLO!!! You randomly message me sometimes and it always puts a smile on my face when your little notification pops up. I don’t know you all that well but I already feel super protective over you (I’m adopting you as my little brother OKAY) and idk you just seem really down to earth and it’s so pleasant. I hope you have the absolute loveliest valentines day!

@doctorbeam​: Hello hello hello you’re lovely just LOVELY omg did I tell you that you’re lovely?? We’ve only talked a little (I’m still so happy about the time you sent me those Mark pics!!) You’re ridiculously cute and I really can’t wait to watch Ossan’s Love so that I can tell you what I think about it! Have the best valentines day you amazing person!

@dollopheadsandclotpoles​: Yeah okay maybe following you has made me get one step closer to drowning in the Merlin fandom as each day goes by I CAN’T DENY IT I’ve barely ever watched the show and yet I somehow already love it just because you do hdkjgd. Also your love for Jaylerr?? That’s my fave! You’re just a really cool person and I just... ugh I super duper appreciate you 💖 Also?? Hope this doesn’t sound weird but you post a bunch of stuff about being aro/ace and seriously I never really knew much on the subject so it’s really nice to see stuff on your blog and get a little more educated every time. Please always keep throwing Merlin onto my dashboard, it feels weird now when you’re not online and there’s no Merlin dhgdskjg 

@earthpodd​: Hey Vic!! I know you’ve probably been crazy busy these days and haven’t been online much, but I really hope you’re doing well! It’s always nice to see you when you’re around and your opinions on stuff are always interesting to see 👀 happy valentines day to my favourite tumblr crush, hope you have a great day!

@gmmtvmother​: jfghjgdhfd no idea what to say because you messaged me today and I near enough burst into flames with joy but hi! I think your blog is one of the first few that I followed, and I’m still shook by the quality. Your content is GREAT and I love it when you make funny posts like your incorrect quotes gifsets, they’re the best! We watch a lot of similar shows so it’s always nice when I get a notification that you’ve posted something and I know in advance that I’m going to absolutely LOVE it!

@idontevenwatchbl​: Hey Millie!! I love seeing you post stuff as you’re watching shows, it’s always so fun and entertaining to see hdsjghjks I’m always excited when you start watching a new show because I know I have those screenshots and funny comments to look forward to! I hope you’re having the very BEST day and I can’t wait to see what you’ll watch next!

@iplann​: sdjghjs hi hello hi!!! First of all thank you so much for always blessing my dashboard with that quality content of Plan - I love him but I can’t always keep up with his activities so heck you’re brilliant for helping me know what’s going on! And second of all I love your blog and your content, it’s fun seeing what videogames you’re into, especially when it’s ones I like too (I’m a TOTAL sucker for Dragon Age ngl.) SO yeah I just wanted to say have a nice day and always stay amazing!

@inkorns​: Oh daaaaamn if it isn’t the creator of the prettiest gifs I HAVE EVER SEEN. You’re super talented at editing okay (don’t even t r y and deny it Ada pls) and I love your blog so much. You’re fun to talk to and I’ve decided that we’re good friends and you are extremely stuck with me forever 😈 I’m gonna spend the rest of my days complimenting your gifs and you can’t stop me!!! Seriously though, talking to you is so nice and honestly?? You’re really cool and funny what the heck. You better have the best valentines day ever or else I’m gonna come over and throw heart shaped stuff at you until you have a good time 😈

@loveisactivated​: Your blog is so extreme super quality I don’t even feel worthy of just LOOKING at your gifsets because damn they look so good. You seem like a really chill person and it’s always nice when we’re watching the same shows and I get to see your amazing content! But yeah hi I think you’re really cool, happy valentines day jfdhdhfdh

@mingskit​: FRIEND FRIEND FRIEEENNDDDD!!!! (I love this “friend” thing we have going on can we do this forever please - I can’t believe we’ve never really directly talked much but we already have a cute friendship thing BLESS) Your gifs? Incredible. You? Even more incredible!! I adore the content you post, especially when you focus on the underrated girls in bl shows. You seem like such a sweet person and I like to think that maybe someday we’ll become good pals! Happy valentines day you wonderful angel 💙 

@nazaaqat​: Faiza!! Okay so yeah we’ve never talked (apart from occasional yelling in tags) but I just wanted to say hi!! You’re one of the absolute most friendliest people I’ve seen on tumblr and it’s always such a pleasure to see you replying to asks in the softest way and your gifs... ugh YES that top quality I’m pretty much addicted to your content at this point. You have so many friends and this is probably really random but I low key (high key okay it’s totally high key) adore you and hope you have a nice valentines day!

@ohbabycupcakes​: Damn you’re one of the first blogs I ever followed and you’ve always been someone who I’ve admired from afar - you’re so good at keeping your followers up to date with stuff that’s happening and you put so much time and energy into your blog and that’s just straight-up awesome. Your language skills are also so good! It’s so exciting to see how much you love learning Thai and honestly you’re so ridiculously talented, I really hope that someday I could be on your level, you’re such an inspiration really. Anyway before I gush for like 6 more paragraphs... I think you’re great and I hope you’re having a good day!!

@perthtanapon​: Pretty edits!! Pretty edits EVERYWHERE!!!! Honestly I really love your content and you post a lot of my faves which just makes me love it even more wow. Your Mark edits literally have me on the floor in a sobbing mess I hope you know that jkghjfkdgfd. I think you’re really chill and it’s nice to message you from time to time, I know we haven’t talked very much but it already feels like we’re good friends! Happy valentines day buddy 💕

@piningbisexuals​: A X E L L E 💕 You’re the first friend I made on here, I remember how excited I was when you first started following me! Your enthusiasm for the things you love is so contagious, half the time I watch new stuff just because I see you enjoy it so much. We have the loveliest most wholesome friendship where we just compliment and hype each other up all the time and I live for it. Can’t wait until the day we both achieve our dreams and can meet up in Thailand to drink some pink milk together!

@priceofwarmclothes​: Erm alright so seriously?? Your gifs are so nice please don’t ever stop gifting my dashboard with your glorious creations. We’ve never talked but you seem like a really fun and talkative person so hopefully someday we’ll have the chance to talk and become buddies! Can’t wait to see more of the gorgeous content you’ll post in the future 💚  

@purnotas​: Hello!!! I see you in my notes a lot and you send me helpful asks from time to time.. thank you so much for that!! You seem so lovely and your blog is full of great content! Please have an absolutely WONDERFUL valentines day! 💛

@rosa-leche​: Hello friend, hope you’re still doing well and that things are much less exhausting for you now that you’re done with your midterms! You always have the nicest things to say and when you leave nice comments in the tags it makes my heart so warm! Wow can’t believe you’re the sweetest person ever 💛💙💜 happy valentines day!

@rosiedaes​: One of the coolest blogs I follow okay.. you’re so chill and I always love your edits so much 😭😭😭 Ngl I’ve been following you for as long as I can remember - when I used to run a kpop blog your main was one of my faves so I was so excited when I made my new blog and I realised that you also have a drama blog!! Always stay amazing and I’ll always be looking forward to seeing what you’ll post next! 

@seoinsguk​: Okay so Alexa... we’re both seriously so BAD at replying to messages (I literally just checked and it’s been forever since I replied oh my god shsk) but really?? I love that! There’s no pressure or stress to our cute little friendship that we have like we can reply to messages weeks apart but it’ll still just feel like a normal conversation 🤣 Also THANK YOU for fuelling my kdrama needs, I don’t follow many blogs that post Korean content so it’s the best when I see you getting excited over a kdrama you’re watching because then I instantly know what to start watching next. Also can I just say... you’re so lovely thank you for being so lovely.

@thaitheseries​: One of the first thai-based blogs I followed and seriously one of the best tbh. You’re so active and I see you on my dashboard all the time and it’s so NICE (probably 90% of the things I reblog are from your blog whoops.) I love reading your tags when you reblog my content and we have similar tastes in shows which is always great! I remember when I was having a rough day and you reblogged some Mark content for me to see... and that was seriously so nice of you and it made me so happy! You’re one of my favourite people and you probably don’t even know about it djsgsfhd happy valentines day!

Wow can’t believe I’m so madly in love with all of you!! And if we’ve never talked... my inbox is always open, let’s be best friends 💕 Hope you all have a great valentines day!

[melinaajamie]

35 Questions for Fanfic Writers

Thanks @bachint for tagging me! I’ll try to provide you with the best answers I can come up with ^^

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!) Probably three stars, maybe four? Yeah, four. I know it seems arrogant but aside from the occasional “OMG EVERYTHING I WRITE IS CRAP!” that ever writer experiences from time to time, I usually like what I’m writing and especially how I write ^^

2. Why do you write fanfiction? Bc I love exploring the universes and characters I love further. Ehy accept the canon as it is? ;D

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works? Puuh, that’s a hard one? Maybe that I like to kill a bunch of characters? :D Naah, it’s probably the length of what I write. Once I get started I can’t seem to stop.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you? Since I study literature and read a bunch of books for it, absolutely. It can be any book from any author I read. But Arthur Conan Doyle inspires me a lot, Simon Beckett and Paulo Coelho.

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of? My Professor Layton fanfic “The Cogs of Time” ^^

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily? The start. I hear a lot of people say this is the hardest and in some ways I agree with them. But I usually just start writing and go with the flow. Or I immediately have the beginning of a story/chapter in my mind once I start thinking about it.

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most? Writing believable dialogue between parents and their kids. I’m fine as long as the kids are little (let’s say up to 8, maybe 10), but then I’m stumped.

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write? Like in general or specific characters? I can write any characters as long as they are not parents. Then I have a bit of a problem.

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write? Ah. Okay. Tying in with (7) here, parents (:

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for? To write for? Hm... probably adventure, crime fiction/detective fiction and Young Adult? I don’t know, I like a quite realistic approach that can and will take a dark turn.

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most? About the world. About what’s wrong. About relationships that took a wrong turn, about things that are almost right, about figure skating (big fan!), about growing up, about changing.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. Currently, I’m absolutely excited about my Layton Brothers; Mystery Room fanfic “A Game of Murder”! I’m SO close to the ending and I can’t wait to solve the murder and finally reveal the killer! Everyone will hate me XD

13. First fandom you ever wrote for? Disney’s “Frozen”

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for? That changes according to my current obsession. At the moment, my favourite fandoms are Professor Layton and Pokemon.

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for? Weird in what way? I don’t believe in that concept, sorry :)

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)? Does murdering characters I and the audience love count? Then it’s that XD

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for. Probably more of a genre but romance. If romance is the main plot/trope I’m off. If it is a sub plot that’s interesting AND supports the story in some way, I will take a look.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written? Probably also “Cogs of Time”. So much death in the end that no one expected, so much heartbreak. I admit, I indeed was a bit of an asshole with that last chapter XD

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between? I like giving the canon a little twist and AUs ^^

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff? Gen. If it’s shippy, then it’s usually just something short. Like I said, I’m not one for romance.

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!) That also depends on my current obsession. At the moment, that would be LayClaire and Lemmy (both romantic, both Professor Layton) and Lucifendi (platonic and romantic, Layton Brothers; Mystery Room). And any Pokemon couple for friendship ^^

22. Do you listen to anything while you write? MUSIC! Always!!

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas? independent ideas. But I often find myself including a line I’ve read as a prompt somewhere or making it the theme of a chapter.

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works? Multi-chapter works.

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic?Tell us about them! I have dreamt about my fics being movies or TV series, but spin-offs? If I want a spin-off I write it :D

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try? So far, nope. As Margaret Atwood once said, “The paper basket is your friend. It was invented for you by God.”

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received? Someone saying I made their day with my writing :) I love to make people happy!”

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing? It does hurt but I know people want to help so I try to be open to it and look back into the part that was given critic.

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out? I always do that when I have to write interaction between parents and older children. I always feel like it’s very stiff but my friends say it’s okay. Well.

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst? MERCILESS ANGST ALL THE WAY.

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them! Yep! I once created a Professor Layton OC whom was the dead (well, we never really got to know if she was indeed dead, she has just vanished) daughter of a character. She was instead just kidnapped by the criminal organisation her father was fighting and trained to be one of their soldiers. I never write the fanfic but it never left my mind. Might do that one day :)

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less. “Let’s play my favourite game. A game of murder.”

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process? That I put as much effort in as I can to make it as good as possible fir you guys!! And that I usually do a lot of research and put the most effort into the tiniest things to make it realistic and add another layer to make it a shade darker ;D

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of. I’m really proud of this but it’s not a fanfic. I hope that’s okay. I can’t really think of one thing that I’m proud of bc there are many. It’ from the book I’m currently writing.

He let go of him so suddenly that the cold hit him like a brick. Mikhail gasped for air, needed a few seconds until he could open his eyes again. The view was heaven-sent. Vasja was standing above him, the gaze of his icy blue eyes troubled yet so piercing and captivating that Mikhail found himself sitting up without another thought as if someone had turned him into a puppet. At times, he felt as if Vasja was the great puppet master who made Mikhail’s entire world dance as he liked. And he loved dancing for Vasja. The gaze of his icy blue eyes contrasted with his ruby red hair which surrounded his face like a bloody halo; it made his snow white skin glow even more. He remembered the feeling of Vasja’s hair between his fingers, as soft as velvet, as clouds, as a mild breeze o fair on one oft he first days of spring. He reached out for Vasja but he was quick to grab the boy’s hands and place them low on his stomach. A shudder ran down Mikhail’s spine when he felt Vasja’s finger travel across his arms until they cupped his face. He lifted it so Mikhail had to look at him. „You know the rules, right, Micky?“

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want! Like, it’s so amazing?? You get millions of words for FREE and the authors don’t get ANYTHING but STILL we have this amazing community who keeps writing and reading and commenting... It’s just AWESOME!! I’m so glad I discovered fanfiction bc the community is so awesome and I always wanted to give some canons a good twist or just think of new things with characters I love!!

[janthonyashtoreth]

Another big batch of asks!

Answering a bunch of asks under the cut! Most of them are ink and flowers centric. I hope you all are doing well <3

anonymous asked: wait wait hold up Anathema works in Azra's tattoo parlour?? amazing, when i was thinking of making my own florist/tattoo artist au, i also had Anathema be Aziraphale's apprentice :D i like when these two are friends. do you have any more headcanons about Anathema in ink and flowers?

she does!! she was doing an apprenticeship under him but has since graduated to doing her own thing (but she still works at his parlor). i can’t get into the whole plot because spoilers but angels/demons and agnes nutter’s prophecies still exist in the iaf universe, but anathema isn’t her descendant. instead, anathema is a wickedly smart computer genius and her boyfriend newt is an endearing but kind of inept descendent of agnes. anathema was azra’s good friend-turned-wingwoman once anthony shows up. i love her

anonymous asked: concept: aziraphale seeing crowley presenting femininely for the first time how'd you think he'd react? in your flower shop tattoo artist au

anonymous asked: OKAY totally not asking bc i may or may not have been thinkin abt this for like. too long. but would anthony have to like, come out as genderfluid to azra/how would azra react to seeing anthony present more fem for the first time

ooo ive been thinking about this as well! i dont think anthony would necessarily have a “coming out moment”, they just kind of do what they want. if they feel like presenting fem or using different pronouns they would just. do it. and azra would just kind of roll with it. i like to think that the first time anthony presented fem she got all dressed up for date night and didn’t tell azra and azra just Stares bc,,,, wow anthony is just gorgeous like that!! azra’s dead!!!

anonymous asked: You're a cutie pie. That's it. That's the fact.

:’ ) you’re a sweety pie!!!

anonymous asked: i deadass tried for 20 minutes to make the finger heart...... how did your friend do it......

i have absolutely no idea and it hurts my brain,,,

anonymous asked: Wahoo

wahoo.....

@alligatorsnbats asked: OK, so what's Oscar's thoughts on Anthony?

oscar LOVES anthony... he’s the worlds most apathetic cat but he actively seeks anthony out when hes around. azra is only slightly salty about it

anonymous asked: Is Anthony cross eyed?

he’s not! i made him a little bit cross-eyed in my latest post on purpose bc he was flustered but i dont know if it came across very well ;;

anonymous asked: not to be *THAT* bitch who comes into your ask box and gushes over your art but i love the way you colour things and your clean line work?? mwah. i wish i could draw like you its just so lovely

bfdkjfdh im cry,,,, just keep practicing my friend!!! i promise it’ll get you where you want to go. the last couple of months have been really nice for me in my ~art journey~ because its the first time i’ve ever really liked stuff that i’ve drawn. ive been drawing for about 7-8 years and this is only just happening and it varies so much from person to person!! some people get to where they want to go in 2 years, some people take 20. just don’t stop practicing!!

anonymous asked: your human!crowley deserves infinite appreciation and the fact that he has coloboma: that right there! is! good shit! he has snake eyes,,,, but as a human. u are a genius good sir and your art is a blessing 👌👌👌

haha thank you!! i think coloboma (i know how to spell it now!!) is such an interesting condition and it’s kind of underused for human aus!!! its so dope!!!

@bolitakawaii-senpai asked: what would crowley's and azi's fav emojies from the cursed emojis??

asking the real questions out here..... i think crowley’s would be the one with all of the teeth and aziraphale’s (assuming he knows what they are in the first place) would be the really cute one with big eyes and the pink hairbow

anonymous asked: concept for the ink and flowers au: something happens to crowley (imma b honest i have no idea) and has a lowkey crisis and chops all his hair off and just. joins his pet snake and snakes around the nursery untill azra comes in seeing crowley crying and cuddling his snake and yeah idk enjoy my the weird shit my brain comes up with

jhuyhaijodfaydgsihfujoi RIP TO THE HAIR...... i love the angst potential (and i can come up with a few reasons for the angst, but i digress) but i dont think i could part with anthony’s hair,,, i love it too much

anonymous asked: I can't handle your ink and flowers Aziraphale. I can't. His hair is TOO fluffy. His face is TOO squishy. He is EXTREMELY friend shaped. His glasses and his eyes are bright like SPARKLES. Every time I see him I want to go feral and show all my friends. I would hug him without letting go of given the chance. 1000000000/10. 💜🐝

anonymous asked: I have a cat just like Oscar (big himbo) and I got him some knit hats for Christmas and he's gonna hate me but I can't wait to dress him up like a little bee so: does Azra ever give Oscar like costumes or footies just for fun? If yes, does Oscar love or hate? 💜🐝

isldakfj im grouping these two together bc im assuming ur the same person anon!! i love your signature!!

you’re correct. his hair IS too fluffy, and he IS entirely too friend shaped. he has the BRIGHTEST eyes. i cant contain my rabid love for him and it spills out into the art. i can’t help it. he gives the best hugs

SLADKFJ YES HE DOES..... IVE BEEN MEANING TO DRAW THIS FOR A HOT MINUTE,,,, as i mentioned earlier oscar is the world’s most apathetic cat so i dont think he would care that much but he’s not super happy about it

anonymous asked: Y'know what? I'm too tired so say smth clever so just know that I love you and your art is amazing 💕💕 PS: i love that you also tag them as Ineffable partners (i guess the point is to be gender neutral)

i love you as well anon,,, and yeah i like the ineffable partners tag! i find that it fits more with their relationship for some reason. though i still tag as ineffable husbands since its such a popular tag lksdfjdfknjbh

anonymous asked: Hello! Fist of all thank you for yor art, you are one of my favorite artists in this fandom and I have Feelings about the Ink and Flowers AU. Second: Don't feel pressured to post daily, we understand that life is complicated and art can be difficult sometimes. Take care! You're the best!

anon i would die for you!!! i never imagined that i would ever be one of anyone’s favorite artists,,,,, im speechless,,,,,,,,

and yeah unfortunately i dont think ill be able to post every other day once this coming semester starts :( i’ll probably have to cut back to once every 3. but there’s more ink and flowers coming at u guys so!! stay tuned for that

anonymous asked: Good omens characters having a game night?

i know this was sent in for the au prompts i asked for but. i dont think im physically capable of capturing the pure chaos that would ensue from this. holy shit it would be so feral. 

thank you to anyone who read this whole thing!! i read all of my asks as soon as i get them and i have a lot that i’ve been sitting on for a while. if you sent me something i promise i haven’t forgotten about it!! if you’ve sent something in that you were expecting a response to and i havent responded, just send it again to be safe in case tumblr ate it

i love all of you! <3

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diurnaldays said:

I can't seem to find this one stucky soulmate AU that interwove fictionalized historical documents and academic papers into the narrative as a form of worldbuilding? And a scene early into the fic depicted Steve talking to a priest about a grieving ritual he could undertake now that he'd lost his soulmate (Bucky). There was also a major plot point where Steve used his soulmate bond to help the Winter Soldier recover his memories and become Bucky again.

princessniitza and Anon sent in The Ties That Bind by Odsbodkins (complete | 26,609 | E )

Anon 1 said:

Hello, I can’t seem to find a stucky fic where in post-WS, Bucky can’t figure out why Steve seems to be avoiding him or being strained around him, only for him to suddenly remember breaking Steve’s heart the night before he shipped out so Steve wouldn’t be left missing him and possibly never moving on. After confronting Steve with this they make up and its happy! I really remember loving it but I can’t find it for the life of me! Hope I have enough detail!

dolphinqueen10 sent in Remember Me by prisma134 (oneshot | 18,040 | M)

Anon 2 said:

Hi I’m looking for that fic after TWS where at Steve’s house/appt Bucky has relapses into the Soldier, but every time Steve sees it happening he acts like he isn’t a threat. He changes his body language to relaxed, he doesn’t go defensive, etc. Eventually Bucky realizes what is happening but it works anyway??

dolphinqueen10 sent in No Such Thing as Fighting Dirty by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen) (oneshot | 3,878 | T)

dreamsbeyondlife said: (dubcon/noncon)

Hey, do you guys know the fic where Bucky asks Steve for things by having sex with him? Bucky thinks Steve is his handler and that they have to have sex so he can get "rewards".

possibleplatypus sent in Uberrima Fidei* by asocialconstruct (oneshot | 3,075 | E) *rape/noncon, htp

capnstverogrs said:

hi! im looking for a fic where after steve’s mom dies, who works as a nurse, erskine adopts steve and he tried to go through med school but just wanted to do art? and so he does medical illustrations but then his boss peggy makes him go deal with the house erskine left steve when he died which he doesnt address until 4 years later or something

abarbaricyalp sent in Through The Woods by alby_mangroves, recalibrates (complete | 64,082 | E)

Anon 3 said:

Hey! I've lost a fic and I'd appreciate any help in finding it. It was a oneshot smut piece, from Bucky's pov. Steve is lying on a couch and acts all indifferent while Bucky basically gets off on top of him? It's only an act and he's actually turned on as well, which is revealed after Bucky's orgasm. It had definitely post-serum Steve, and I'm fairly certain it happened in avengers' tower, but it might also have been modern au piece.

possibleplatypus sent in raise the flag by mcwho (oneshot | 957 | M)

Anon 4 said: (infidelity)

Hi! I’m looking for a fic where Bucky and Steve are getting married, but Steve meets Peggy when he is taking dance classes for the wedding and she’s the instructor, and he starts having feelings for her. Stucky ending though. And I think I remember Steve not having the serum and it all being set in an alternate 1930s universe where gay people could get married. And I think Bucky’s family owned a furniture shop?? And Steve’s mum was dying. Hope you can help, cause I have tried everything :(

Anon 5 said:

Hi! I have been searching for a Stucky fic I read a while ago (can't remember if it was here or Ao3) but one of them is a struggling artist, and they meet when their art is blown into the road and the wealthier one helps them pick it up and they start a sugar daddy type relationship. If you could find it, it would be amazing!

Anon 6 said:

hi! I'm looking for a fic that's post winter soldier and at one point Steve and Bucky are in one of Bucky's old safehouses and Steve wears pearls he found there while they have sex I'm sorry this is so vague thx for the hard work

Anon 7 said:

hey! I'm looking for a wrong number fic where steve accidentally calls bucky for advice on how to flirt with the cute guy at the bar but it ends up being him?

bennettmp339 and dolphinqueen10 sent in Slide To Answer by relenafanel (series, complete | 13,064 | T)

Anon 8 said:

Thank you for this amazing resource! I’m looking for an AU fic in which a WinterSoldier Bucky is on a mission & meets up with a teenage BlackWidow Natasha whom he trained & she’s trying to impress him but also angry & rebellious. I remember she surprises him by climbing into his car & he comments on her choice of clothing; a bright puffer jacket that clashes with her hair.

Anon 9 said:

This is a very specific ask, but earlier today I started reading a oneshot in which Bucky was suffering from PTSD and something happens that triggers the winter soldier memories. I had literally only just started and I accidentally closed my browser. Could you please help me find it? I think it had something to do with some song too. Thank you so much.

Anon 10 said:

Hi there, a while ago I read a fic where Cap!Steve becomes a really good cook when he wakes up in the 21st century bc all the food is new and all the Avengers are really surprised that he likes to cook. I think he visits a restaurant in koreatown nyc a lot? Hopefully you can find it, thanks!

princessniitza sent in The Way to a Man's Heart by Niitza, whatthefoucault (oneshot | 43,837 | T)

shadow-of-a-whisper said:

I'm looking for the Stucky fic where Winter Soldier breaks into a woman's apartment to wait for Steve to show up. She was the owner of the truck Steve and Nat "borrowed" to go to Camp Leahigh, which was presumably blown to smithereens. WS knows Steve will visit her to try to pay for the truck. When he does show up, she tries to warn him. There's a dramatic angsty reunion where nobody gets hurt.

Anon 11 said:

hey sorry, i have two fics in mind that i can’t for the life of me find. there was this one fic where steve gets eaten by rats, that’s all i can remember sorry. and the other was one where steve used to go to a bunch of gay bars and stuff and i think he had a drag queen friend named marlene? i’m p sure him and rohdey dated for a lil but and i think it had pepper/tony/rohdey

awolfnamedaliac and Anon sent in the Kept Boy* by moonythejedi394, Neutralchaos (WIP | 203,653 | E) *rape/noncon, sex work, heed the tags

[turbomun]

why are the majority of the zadr shippers 20+ like god i finally see why yall dont get why minors get uncomfortable bcus of it damn

ok my guy. im gonna be real generous and treat this like it’s not a mass message sent out to a bunch of people who just happen to post about za//dr, because if you were focused on me specifically, you would probably realize that i have been in the fandom for less than a month and know approximately three people and a corn chip. im not exactly a fucking pillar of the za//dr community here.

first of all, you’re talking about a ship that was basically pioneered by teenage fangirls. you know why a lot of za//dr shippers are in their 20s or older?? probably bc they were shipping it as children and have continued to ship it as they grew up. i can’t say that applies to everyone, it doesn’t apply to me after all, but from what I’ve seen the IZ community in general has been in the fandom for decades. also go look up any video from InvaderCon where the actors are doing za//dr fanservice, and you’ll hear a room full of teenage girls screaming.

oh, and you know why my age is in my profile? it’s not so that i can brag about being 24. it’s so that any minors who are uncomfortable about following adults for any reason can know how old i am and make smart choices for themselves from there.

as for za//dr being morally wrong, yall’s only basis that it’s anything resembling pedophilia is the (never-confirmed-as-canon) word of a man who also turned around and said that if he was going to rewrite the show with a romance in it, he would do a romance between Zim and Gaz. i’m not using this to attack za//gr shippers — i’m using this to show that we’re dealing less with a staunch anti-pedophilia advocate, and more with a dude who isn’t interested in consistency or emotional depth in his work. it’s his show, his choices, and there’s nothing inherently wrong with him wanting the show to be just a funny cartoon, but it’s kind of nonsensical to treat this as proof of the heinousness of za//dr when mr. jv is like this about pretty much any ship.

if za//dr makes you uncomfortable, or you just don’t like it, you have a multitude of options at your disposal. blacklist tags. unfollow blogs. don’t go into the za//dr tag. i understand that some shit is going to slip through the cracks, but most people tag their shit, me included. trying to get everyone to stop shipping za//dr forever is going to be a waste of your goddamn time. not that i can stop you from doing it — but assuming that this isn’t a mass message, i don’t know why you’re complaining to somebody with zero fandom influence, has never posted & doesn’t even reblog nsfw za//dr stuff, has straight up said that I don’t even like nsfw za//dr stuff (I see them both as kids and think nsfw is seriously ick) and drew one fucking picture of them holding hands. like damn if you’re gonna waste your time, might as well go waste it on someone who matters instead of me.

[likeshipsonthesea]

If you're doing prompts, 19 and 24 for nurseydex

for au mash up 19. Summer Camp AU and 24. Soulmate AU

okay so in this universe, as per any soulmate universe, soulmates are A Big Thing. the way that soulmates work–let’s have some fun here– when you touch your soulmate for the first time, they leave a color in the spot they touched you. it has to be skin-to-skin. this will become important later.

so in this world, since soulmates are such a big thing–almost everyone finds their soulmate, the only typical cases that don’t are people that die young or people who are aro, though there are platonic soulmates and poly and such, bc we’re inclusive here boyos– but because they’re so big and common and everything, there are a lot of industries around them

psychics and palm readers have specialized skills to tell you what your soulmate is like, bio-medical companies sell drugs that tell you how long it will be until you find your soulmate (sketchy, but people are desperate) and the weirdest one, imo, is the send-away summer camps for children to find their soulmates young.

yeah. weird.

there’s science to back it up, saying kids who kind their soulmates at younger ages live longer, healthier lives, and the matches between those soulmates is much stronger and, now, with the advent of social media, kid soulmate findings always go viral

so now onto our story; nursey’s parents all have very big work summers coming up (his parents are one of the few poly soulmates in the world, his dad is aro and platonically bonded to nursey’s mom and mama, who are v gay and v in love, and they all live together happily in a beautiful brownstone) so they ask him what he wants to do for the summer and he shows them the brochure for the Summer Soulmate Camp in the rural part of maine.

why did nursey choose this one? he’s a romantic and thinks the greenery is the perfect place to fall in love, it won’t be too hot for the summer, he can go swimming, and they have a hockey rink. it’s perfect.

(also, sidenote, i imagine he’s about ten or eleven here, dex is the same)

so though nursey’s parents are a little hesitant, they also want their son to be happy, so they buy him all the gear he’ll need, drive him up to maine, and kiss him goodbye on the first day of camp.

nursey takes to the camp immediately–the food isn’t great, very bland, but the people are so nice and there’s so much to do and he can’t wait to find friends, even if he doesn’t end up finding his soulmate. his roommate is a great guy–named chris, but goes by chowder– and he’s so enthusiastic and he tells nursey he plays goalie in hockey so when the day comes to join the hockey group on campus, they both head down to the rink, bouncing and excited.

this is, of course, where dex comes in.

dex, a sullen, tiny, perpetually frowning little dude gets matched up with nursey for d-man. despite nursey’s initial hesitation at such a little guy being a d-man, dex soon shows his worth by checking the opposing forward hard.

“will, buddy, we’re not checking in this league, okay?” the coach, a well-meaning woman with smile crinkles next to her eyes.

dex stares up at her. “if i’m not checking anyone why am i even here.”

there may or may not have been an expletive in there somewhere. we’re not going to mention it if you won’t.

and you might be wondering, “hey why is dex being such a dick” or maybe you’re just like “mm in character” (ur wrong but whatever) but here’s the story. these summer camps are usually reserved for people who have the money–there’s only so many spaces and aside from the soulmate thing, they still have a bunch of amenities and it’s for the whole summer. by all rights, dex shouldn’t be here.

but then last winter happened, and he fell down during hockey practice, and the doctor explained to the poindexters–little mama p standing tall, resolute, her husband holding onto her waist in support, dex’s older brother j, finally not wearing an asshole’s smirk– that dex was sick. badly.

and see, dex is fine. like, the chemo sucked and his hair falling out sucked and everyone looking at him like he’s a weak little useless fucking– it sucks. but that was months ago, and it’s sort of in remission now, and though the doctor says it’s probably going to come back and they’ll have to do another round of chemo– dex is fine okay. the buzzed hair doesn’t look too bad and he’s stronger now, he can play hockey again.

but the cancer scared his parents, and his extended family, and though they all believe in the natural meeting of your soulmate, they all silently agreed that dex didn’t have the time to wait. the only thing sadder than dying young was dying without a soulmate.

so they scrounged up the cash through all the branches of their family tree and sent dex to Summer Soulmate Camp, and now here he is, angry and isolated and ready to check any rich prep kid that looks at him funny on the ice.

as you can imagine, nursey and dex don’t get along well at the start.

dex isn’t much into soulmates and doesn’t keep his opinion to himself, and nursey is so wholeheartedly romantic that he can’t imagine not thinking about your soulmate every day. “they’re the one person who can make you the best you can be,” nursey says, one day after practice, and dex scoffs.

“if you’re not good enough on your own, how the hell is your soulmate being chained to you gonna make it any better?”

they also argue about money things, but mostly brand names that dex doesn’t know, or international trips nursey doesn’t realize is a luxury. to be fair, none of the other kids know this either–nursey at least tries to listen

(he’s too young, really, to understand how his blackness has affected him in a similar, possibly more visible way. later on, he’ll read books about slaves “given permission” to marry their soulmates from masters, the interracial couples that ended in mobs driving the black man out of town–or worse– and the history of black soulmates being restricted and demeaned and made to feel less than. now, now he only notices being the only mixed boy in the room some of the time. now, at least, is a calm before the bliss is broken.)

but the thing that comes along with all of nursey and dex’s arguments is that they come to know each other better than anyone else at the camp. even chowder, who tags along with them all the time when he isn’t following after the girls’ volleyball team (he hasn’t touched farmer yet, so he can’t know, but he really likes her smile and she’s the best at doing handstands), even he doesn’t know how nursey feels about books the way dex does, after the late-night talk around the bonfire when nursey got rambly and giddy and dex just.. listened

and it takes a while before dex talks about the cancer. back home, everyone knows, but here he could pretend. nursey doesn’t tell everyone–dex almost expected that he would, but that was more on him than nursey– but he listens and nods and doesn’t pity dex, respects him maybe, cares, but no pity.

and that night, sitting on the end of the dock in a rare unsupervised moment, nursey nearly reaches out to hold dex’s hand in comfort, and dex nearly hugs nursey when he says, “fuck cancer” in the most emphatic, simple, comprehending way dex has ever heard, but neither does. they’ve learned, in this culture, the importance of touch, and both boys are too scared to find out, to break that last barrier. this could be enough. this should be enough.

the rest of the summer is spent in a haze of friendships and salt water and trees and scraped knees and laughter, and all of them swear that they’re gonna text, call, facetime, whatever. they’re going to keep this up. they’re going to be friends forever

they’re not allowed phones at the camp, so they write down each other’s numbers– just dex’s, actually, because he’s the only one who can remember his home phone number– and nursey and chowder swear to call when they get home and give dex their number (chowder also has farmer’s number, now, and her mark–smudgy and bluish purple on his shoulder from where she tackled him trying to spike the ball in a game on the beach last week. his, teal, is on her palm almost in the shape of a heart)

on the day of pick up, dex’s family shows up first–closer– and he and nursey are forced to say goodbye. “i guess this is it,” dex says, hefting his duffle bag strap onto his shoulder.

“no it’s not,” nursey insists. “i’ll call you. i will.”

“yeah right,” dex says, but he’s smiling anyway, and something about the moment–two boys, from such different worlds, somehow so similar in all the important ways, stand in front of each other, having never touched but knowing every little thing– something about the moment makes it so, suddenly, being soulmates doesn’t matter.

they’re friends. no matter what their colors say, that can be the most profound relationship they ever have.

“see you, nursey,” dex says, impulsive, and reaches his arms up to hug nursey close. nursey, startled, wraps his arms around dex. the hug is so unexpected, so quick, that neither of them feels dex’s forearm brush against nursey’s neck, neither of them notice the spread of green–on dex’s arm– or orange– nursey’s neck

later, after dex’s dad pulls in the driveway of their house, dex shoves open the door he’d slumped against when he got in the car and absentmindedly goes to wipe off the mossy-green stuff on his arm only to see it and freak

nursey, since his is behind his head, isn’t the one to notice his mark. it’s only when he’s going up the stairs in front of his mama that she yells something about “papito why didn’t you tell us you found your soulmate?” and nursey drops all of his bags and races up the stairs to the bathroom to try to use a hand mirror and the bathroom vanity to see the sunset dex left on his neck

but here’s the drama, right, nursey goes for his bag to find dex’s number and call–and he can’t find the paper it was written on. he scours his stuff to no avail. his parents call the summer camp, but they legally can’t give out information, and nursey doesn’t know the name of dex’s town and– you get where i’m going. they can’t find each other. they lose touch.

and both boy wonders what could have been, dex wonders why nursey didn’t call (probably develops a complex, whatever) and nursey wonders why dex never tried to look him up, and nursey hopes that dex’s cancer didn’t come back and dex hopes that nursey is still the romantic he’s always been, but they don’t see each other for another seven years.

what happens then? well, these hockey nerds go to take a tour of this cool college called samwell and, well. the rest i’m sure you can figure out from there.

(excerpt from the aftermath; a frequent fight

“i can’t believe you lost my number”

“i can’t believe you gave me a mark i can’t even see”

“i can’t believe you wanted to go to a summer camp to find your soulmate when you were ten”

“i can’t believe you didn’t–”

“nursey, dex, please can we just pick a place to eat and go?” poor baby chow

boys; “well, i had cancer, so i think i should get to pick–” “hey, you can’t pull the cancer card every time you want to eat at the grill, it’s not fair!” “i lost my hair, derek!” “so? you shave it all the damn time–”

chowder’s stomach rumbles. he texts chowder frowny faces and she sends back a cry-laugh and a wink. he gets no sympathy for his plight.)

[patrickbrewerisgay]

re: rpf drama again!!! 🤮

(tw for mention of suicide in regards to an anon message)

i was not going to post about this again because i said exactly what i wanted to say & got it all off my chest & felt much better about it after. actually i haven’t even THOUGHT about the whole thing since my little “rant” that i guess everyone loved (save one or two bad takes that i deleted, bc i was mad & then realized they were unproductive). i blocked everyone involved right away so i could be Done & move on & get back to the show & fandom that i really do love. but i’ve gotten a couple messages about things i didnt know about & i was just looking at wildxwired’s blog for the first time since the whole thing & i feel the need to comment on some stuff to clear things up.

(hopefully these cut things still function on this hellsite, though i don’t think they do anything on mobile)

1. i’ve never sent any “anon hate.” i feel like i’ve made it pretty clear that i am not a person who’s afraid of attaching my name to what i want to say. all i see on wxw’s blog is 2 messages (including the original that prompted her disgusting response, which i also DID NOT SEND) & then like a billion messages of “support” about the “hate,” so idk if there was more that she deleted. but i would NEVER tell someone to kill themselves?? i just want people to stop being gross, not die. also as a person who suffers from mental illness & has been suicidal in the past, & has also been on tumblr for a billion years & Seen Some Shit, i just. wouldn’t say that. you know only what people are posting about (which in this case is a very specific thing), you don’t know what else is going on in their lives & to prey on their mental health or deliberately try to trigger them is straight up vile & against every moral i hold. also in regards to anons, i am in constant contact with my group of friends who run other blogs on here & NONE of that is coming from us, or else i would know. we’ve moved on from you guys.

2. i don’t like rpf, but if you’re gonna do it, wildxwired actually did it the right way. she put it in a separate tag. she didn’t include any significant others. she even mentioned it was a sort of au. still don’t like it, but if you HAVE to do that, that’s a good example of how to help people avoid it, & also follows the compromise others & i suggested of keeping it out of the main tag. i also don’t care about your silly weird tentacle fics lol which i’ve already said don’t bug me bc they’re clearly ridiculous & in jest.

3. what i was specifically objecting to was wxw’s response to that anon, as well as those 4 drinkingstarsfic fics involving clare that everyone is supportive of, even if they didn’t write them. my main issue has ALWAYS been the involvement of real life significant others. i think it crosses a major boundary & i will continue to stand by that. idc as much about the other stuff, i obvs dont like it but it doesn’t horrify me in the same way. i still maintain that it’s non-consensual sexual content, even if it’s “only” written & even if the subject doesn’t know about it (even more non-consensual). how’d you like that stuff written about your sister, or even you? it’s violating. that’s MY stance that i stick by.

4. this has always applied to a very very small & specific group of people in this fandom that i can’t roll with. the vast majority of people i’ve met through sc have been AMAZING & honestly changed my life. i love this fandom so much & i (mostly) feel really safe here. i am getting everything i want out of my sc fandom experience & more.

5. y’all are like..... really misusing dan’s philosophy on love lol. he’s never meant “let anyone get away with anything & don’t speak out against things that you believe are wrong.” or else he wouldn’t have called out the reviewer who called him fey. or else he would just include homophobes in the show & show everyone loving them. he clearly has moral boundaries that he doesn’t believe people should cross, & he is vocal on speaking out against them. i admire that in him so much. also like he’s not a messiah, he’s not the boss of me & i’m not gonna follow all his personal philosophies like some kind of religious law lol.

6. censorship doesn’t mean telling someone on the internet your opinion about what they’re doing & how you BELIEVE they should take it down. censorship is FORCED. i’m not the government. i don’t even know HOW to report things on ao3 or if you even can. i don’t know their rules.

7. that one reply that was like “imagine being against rpf but loving your favorite actors so much that you know their anniversary” was so funny bc noah LITERALLY made an insta post about it yesterday. imagine loving your favorite actors so much that you follow them on social media.

8. for a bunch of women in their 30s, i’m like. appalled at how immaturely you all behave. get a life. stop deliberately goading people. stop harassing actual children on the internet. spend some time making a tangible difference in the world.

9. all the opinions i’ve expressed are mine & mine alone, & i do not claim to speak for anyone else, nor have i ever. so don’t take this out on others. if you have problems with me, address those problems directly to me. or get a proxy if you’re blocked. let’s behave like adults & communicate. OR let’s behave like adults & stop communicating when we can’t come to an agreement & it no longer is productive.

peace out losers ✌️

[nobume-date]

Top 10 Husbando

Thanks for tagging me! @lordbunshin @lemonicebar wanted to know my husbando  😉

I believe everyone here definitely have a crushed on 2D characters but it takes more than pretty face, great body, intelligent and super power to be the best husbando IRL or so called IkeDan*. Like, will they be there when we need their help? Will they make us a porridge when we sick? and stuffs...

*IkeDan = Ikemen Danna (イケメン旦那) = The hotties who possess husband material, recently popular word among Japanese women.

Personally I think it’s not fair for anime’s characters because otoge’s characters originally were created to be an ideal husbando. Plus all anime already finished, no more season 4-5-6 with a wedding or happy family story like otoge did. So i’ll go with 5 husbundo from anime fandom and 5 from otoge fandom.

P.S. Srsly, I had a hard time for choosing just 10 husbando from hundreds husbandos in my list.

Anime Husbando

5. Kuroba Kaito @ Magic Kaito KID

This IQ 400, playful and kind gentleman, full-time high school boy, part-time phantom thief is definitely a hero for both boys and girls in fandom. Well, he was born from Gosho Aoyama who wrote Detecive Conan after all, this character surely has a charmingly deep and various dimensions. 

Kaito might be too young to be considered as husbando but with all of his good traits, he’d definitely grow up to be the best one. Besides, I love a sweet & thrill in love life 😉

4. Kinomoto Tōya @ Cardcaptor Sakura 

Touya-niichan is my first love in anime fandom since I was a kid and still have been in my heart until now. Thanks to Clear Card Arc, I have a chance to see him in college version and more striking handsome due to advanced CG technology in anime industry. 

He is cool, kind, athletic and very popular with the girls even he is a bit loner who has only Yukito as a BFF. He did many jobs so that he can pay for college on his own, despite his father is a college professor who could easily pay for his tuition, very impressive responsibility as a mere high school boy. 

He is also good at cooking and helps with house work, yeah husband material. Even he’s always tease his little sister Sakura but that nothing to do with me ;p Well, his caring for family is the best clue for being a potential future husband and father.

3. Karasuma Tadaomi @ Assassination Classroom (VA Sugita Tomokazu 😍)

Who wouldn’t fall for this super cool badass fighter? He’s an elite agent sent from Japan's Ministry of Defense to supervise Koro-sensei. 

Karasuma is a strict but kind man, though he keeps a distance between himself and the students due to his status as an agent and his own professionalism. He is also extremely dense when it comes to love, but isn't so oblivious that he doesn't figure it out eventually. Even though he comes off as distant, he's not completely devoid of emotion and seems to be able to express happiness very rarely; most notably, during violent situations.

Judging from how he taught his students as the physical education teacher in Class 3-E, he must be a strict dad who raise his kids to be a strong fighter both physically and mentally. He is a perfect husbando for waifu who need someone to keep her on her toes. His love life is hilarious and interesting bc his waifu is a b*tch. Well, if you watch this anime you’d know what i mean 😉 Hush hush... I bet he is definitely a wild beast on bed, fu fu 😉

P.S. Let me clear this, I’m not that b*tch but I still need him bc it’s thrill for having such a cool & elite agent as a husbando.

2. Yanagi Kazuma @ Kaze no Stigma (VA Ono Daisuke 😍)

Due to his family circumstance and ex-lover’s tragedy, he has become too powerful and overprotective in an effort to be able to protect those important to him and not to lose them again. Even Kazuma shows his arrogance and egotistic side most of the time, he'll protect people who are naturally weak and have no chance of becoming stronger.

He is a snarky sarcastic and anti-social, rarely interacts with others unless business is involved. But he’s very caring and protect his beloved Ayano and his little brother Ren. He can do house chores and cooking. When he fell in love he’ll be unbelievably sweet and gentle yet still be a big tease making Ayano (and me) doki doki occasionally; e.g. licking a splashed wine on her cheek saying it’s a waste if he don’t drink it, kissing her hair when he confess to her. When he kissed her neck and said “You better get ready because I’m selfish and have a strong desire” I was melted ☺️☺️☺️

P.S. When I finished watching this anime and found out season 2 never come bc the writer had died since 2009 I cried like my own relative died 😭😭

1. Usui Takumi @ Kaichou wa Maid-sama (VA Okamoto Nobuhiko 😍)

You couldn’t count yourself an 2D otaku in Shoujou-Otome line if you don’t know him, he is a LEGENDARY HUSBANDO for Shoujou manga and anime.

He is everything as an ideal husbando for me, looks, brain and talent at everything. Playful but not wishy-washy. Flirt but not creepy. Devoted but not possessed. Helped but not spoiled. These traits also very like Masamune Ikesen too. Despite having dark past about their own families, Usui didn’t strong and friendly as Masamune, well, he’s just a normal high school boy after all 😉

But in manga, he eventually grown up to be a great doctor and also an amazing husbando who let his waifu living apart for a sake of her dream job.... such a board-mind and patient husbando 😊

Otoge Husbando

5. Kirishima Kaoru @ Our 2 Bedrooms Story by Voltage

This aloof, cool, talent editor is MC coworker who emit an aura of “leave me alone” but actually kind & gentle and very cuddle when you’re in relationship like Ieyasu but he’s a straightforward type and isn’t sarcastic or snarky at all.

His stories weren’t exciting or twist like the others but very real and relax.. his coolly cuteness and kindness somehow made me calm, like laying in a corridor under warm sunshine after the battles with all tough guys 😆

Now it’s Wedding Season already and I’m the most lucky bride in the world😊

4. Soryu Oh @ Kissed by the Baddest Bidders by Voltage

Head of Hong Kong’s Mafia who scared everyone away with his scary & cold  vibe but love omrice 😆 Hate women bc they’re reek of perfume and only chase after the rich. Anyway he is a gentleman and the only bidder who treat MC as a human being and protected her from any harms.

When you captivated his heart, he’d turned to be a doting BF who protect you with his life. Even he’s a man with a few word but his expression for love is so deep and intense. On bed? also a sexy beast 😆😆 A special story “Happy Family with Him” also show how wonderful he was as a father.

Now we’ve married and live a happily in NY season 5th already 😊

3. Okochi Minato @ Our 2 Bedrooms Story by Voltage

An ace senior editor of a big shot publisher who is arrogant, big tease and tsundere but his sexy & sweet side made me melt. He is such an sharp-tongue alfa-dog who always mocked MC as a Pomeranian but bickering with him is so much fun. Even he is a super self-confident but he secretly worked out bc he wanted to impress MC with his well toned body when they xxx ☺️ yeah... he’s a bit... horny sexy beast ☺️😆

Even he’s hopeless around the house to the point he could literally explode the kitchen but he tried hard to cook for his beloved fiancée by joining cooking lessons. He always be there to help MC for both work and personal life and also let MC helped him occasionally.

Now it’s Wedding Season 💒 already and I’m so happy with him 😊

2. Oda Nobunaga @ Ikemen Sengoku by Cybrid (VA Sugita Tomokazu 😍)

The tyrant Demon King and a dutiful BF who has an unbearable cute side I couldn’t resist. He called emergency war room to consult how to improve his GF’s mood after 3 days Silence Treat 😆 He was jealous of his own bear avatar 😊 He love Kompeito and secretly(?) steal it from his own kitchen every night😆, etc. So damn sexy and alluring, got me every event, couldn’t keep calm around him. I’ve a bunch of arrogant, intelligent, rich and powerful husbando but no one is as charming as him... srsly.

He’s sweet and kind...when he want to be 😆 An open-mind husbando who is enthusiasm  to learn new things. Also such a dutiful dad who’d read a bedtime stories for his kids every night 😊

1. Date Masamune @ Ikemen Sengoku by Cybrid (VA Katou Kazuki 😍)

Since I played his routes both Dramatic and Romantic in row on last X’mas, I fell hard for this playful dragon and he has been my no.1 since then. Who could refuse he possess a super husband material? Here, here here and here.

[bucky-smiles]

Important~

so for those of yall who don’t know how to read, I haven’t been in a good place.. and I’m bound to continue this way for a long while because I know how my life works. I’m the queen of mood swings. One minute I’m a happy as hell girl and then the next I’m a depressed motherfucker.. When that happens I normally pull away.. I once went an entire school day not talking to anyone whatsoever because I just couldn’t bring myself to. Life is hard, yes, but I know I have to continue living to gain the perks of working hard.. 

So honestly, I just want to thank a bunch of people who’ve been making themselves available or supporting me through all of my bad times recently. 

@crimindsaspe ~ Macy literally thank you for existing and responding to my useless snapchats and all the memes I tag you in. You’ve been such a blessing to me and I truly love you so much <3 Thank you for trying to reassure me whenever I show off my lack of self esteem and I just..fjadfasdsfd thank you for dealing with my persistence of getting you to respond to our rps and me being annoying in general 

@literallyprentissstwin ~ Aileen I just really love you.. I know I’m a bitch and I don’t normally talk about my feelings and stuff and ik you think I’m not a burden but I truly just don’t believe that.. Just thank you for making yourself available and being a light in my mind of darkness

@dontshootmespence ~ I know I left the group chat and it was a lot because I thought I was annoying all of you and didn’t want to continue doing that. You’ve just been really supportive to me when I need it and super funny and nice and I really appreciate you doing that for me :) 

@criminal-minds-fanfiction ~ Thank you for making yourself available to me, Cherry :) the times you’ve given me advice for my guilt and everything else has really helped me 

@illegalcerebral ~ Thank you for your amazing fics that always bring me happiness and just talking to me whenever I have a random lightbulb go off in my head. Also anytime I need certain images and you just have me covered :) 

@ssa-aaronhotchner ~ I’m an awful person to you and I’m sorry for that.. Just thank you for always smiling when I need it :) 

@bookofreid ~ I’ve already sent you an ask about this but I literally have gone through your entire masterlist reading to make me happy.. And you’ve given me small moments of smiles that I really will cherish 

@stunudo ~ Thanks for the hugs and support, grandma :) 

@spencerthepipecleaner ~ i love you bitch and I’ll always be here for you when you need some love. I don’t understand how my internet presence in comforting but I’ll just go with it so long as your mood is improved 

@coolestqcumber ~ I see you literally every school day and you always make me so happy and like... the picture you drew for me is hanging on my door and the jar with all of the stuff is on my dresser and I have so much love you for in my heart and idk what seminar would be like without you (i don’t wanna think such dark things smh) and like,, tfadcadcadfadfadf i love you so much and can’t wait to do MAT exec board with you next year with you as a senior and me a junior

@dr-pepper-cryptid ~ thank you for being the best beta reader ever even tho I’ve lowkey not written in so long

I know I have so many more friends.. And I’m not forgetting yall :) I love you guys too.. I just don’t know what to say and if I do say something, it’s going to be lame. So i’m just gonna tag yall bc I just love yall with all of my tiny shriveled heart 

@bitchinprentiss @mentallydatingspencerreid @unitchiefwives @speedreiding @marvelfanlife @playlist-reid @sam-carter-in-training (even tho we only just started talking)

~ G xx 

[gringoslur]

Hi you're one of my fav blogs (I wish I could talk to you in Spanish but I'm from Brazil and unfortunately we only learn English at school). Anyway, I'm here bc I need help with a playlist and you're the first person I could think of. I want some Latino songs about LatAm, but idk much of other countries' music, so I thought maybe you/your followers could help? I want songs that talk about being Latine, how usa imperialism sucks, etc. I can send u what I already have so u can see what I mean! Thx

Don’t worry! I have brazilian friends and we mix english, spanish and portuguese lkjfg. Yeah, send me what you got! i can give you some songs right now, putting some parts that i love:

Latinoamerica by Calle 13 (Puerto Rico, Colombia, Perú, Brasil): i feel like you already have this in your list, because is our anthem at this point. It’s a song about latinoamérica and what they did here (the video has subtitles) / I work hard but with pride. Here we share, what’s mine is yours. This nation doesn’t drown with the waves. And if it collapses I rebuild it. I don’t even blink when I look at you, so you’ll remember my last name. Operation Condor invading my nest, I forgive but never forget!”

Memoria by León Gieco (Argentina): a song in memory of the dictatorships of Operación Condór (they had the help of US) + in memory of the terrorist attacks here (in the Argentine Israelite Mutual Association building) (the video has subtitles) / Two thousand would eat for a yearwith what a military minute costs. How many would stop being slavesfor the price of a bomb thrown to the sea? / Memory aims until it killsthe people who try to silence it and don’t let it fly free like the wind.

Frijolero by Motolov (México) / video with english subtitles: a big fuck you to US from México in 2009, even before Trump. I love this song / “Now why don’t you look down to where your feet is planted. That U.S soil that makes you take shit for granted. If not for Santa Ana, just to let you know that where your feet are planted would be México”

El mojado by Ricardo Arjona / lyrics in english (Guatemala): song for inmigrants. “He said goodbye with a grimace disguised as a smile and he asked God -crucified on a shelf- to protect his people, and he crossed the border as he could / Wet.back, wet of so much crying, knowing that in some place a kiss awaits him on hold since the day he left”

Multi_viral by Calle 13 (Puerto Rico): song of protest / The one who controls, the one who dictates, wants to get you sick to sell you drugs. / A piece of news not well told is an assault with a weapon /Our ideas are free and they are awake because we think with the doors wide open. What is not seen, we are seeing. We are born without knowing how to talk, ut we will die talking out loud.

Canción con todos by Mercedes Sosa / lyrics in english (Argentina): a song for latinoamericanes / All the voices, all. All the hands, all. All the blood can be song in the wind. Sing with me, sing…american brother, set free your hope with a cry in your voice. 

Rubén Rada (Uruguay): this list is looking to sad/dark, so let’s bring some latinidad with this amazing afrolatine artist. here: cha cha, muchacha / muriendo de plena / candombe para Gardel 

Gringo maligno by Todos Tus Muertos (Argentina):  Regan, Clinton Bush, Regan, everyone is the same / evil gringo, sent by Satan ccupying and blocking, imposing your plan.

La patria madrina by Lila Downs and Juanes (México and Colombia): protest song agaisnt capitalism, agaisnt the violent kidnapping and killing of 43 students of Ayotzinapa, agaisnt the destruction of the earth / Everybody wants a share of the oil, you see? and to burn Mother Earth with urgency to make more cars, to make more money, as if you could buy happiness. 

Por si acaso no regreso by Celia Cruz (Cuba): a song dedicated to Cuba, her homeland /  Home, do not suffer. Heart, do not break. Because badness can’t last 100 years nor could any body and I never wanted to abandon you. I’ve taken you with every step and my heart will remain for eternity as a flower on your lap just in case……just in case I don’t return / In the case I don’t return, if I don’t return, remember: I loved her with my life. In the case I don’t return, I will die from pain…I’m already dying.

Los americanos by Piero (Argentina) / lyrics in english: with an ironic/sarcastic tone, he makes fun of gringxs. Every part of this song is gold. / They are born elderly and gradually become kids, throughout the lifetime of “los americanos”. And they are born convinced that there is nobody in the world more important than “los americanos” / Napoleon for them was an Italian gentleman who organized everything without “los americanos”. And they are more than sure that he wouldn’t have lost Waterloo with the help of “los americanos”. If they know anything about history, it’s not from reading it but from seeing it in the “cine americano” / If there’s something to be admired, wherever they go, it’s the grand elegance of “los americanos”. wearing native dress, they mix in with the people, and nobody realizes that they are “americanos”.

“Murciélago” by Porter: about the colonization of natives /  The elders saw them. They do not come in peace, we hear screams. There have three ships, they bring Cristo. 

La Gozadera by Gente de Zona and Marc Anthony (Cuba and Puerto Rico): a really cool song about latinidad. / If you are Latino, take out your flag!

Guerra by Calle 13: anti-war song. they talk about US, wars and refugees. just. please watch this video. it has english subtitles./  I am your defeat, your two broken legs. The nail in your foot which pierced through the boot. I am the strategy in any battle. Today you either win or lose, I am the sorrows of your joys. The war by night and the war by day.

Pégate by Ricky Martin: let’s end this in a happy song, 100% latine with my father Ricky / I come with good stuff for my people, I bring love, I bring this remedy which cheers up the hearts of the entire world. For the pain, for the heartaches. There’s nothing better than the rhythm of my drums / And let rivers of goodness flow to all the people of the world. Because we can’t forget that pure love liberates and lies are poison. As my mother used to say: dancing you can solve anything.

I’m tagging some of the latines that i know, if they want to add any song, please do it! @dasakuryo @the-mighty-microwave @targannington @alteanwitch @koganer @voltronless @bitcherovas @ceibos @duskianfae @im-not-a-real-hero @trashsenal @dixonette1013 @latinxlance @cherry-cokes @lancesazul @freckledai @pamelas​ @elbiotipo guys u are like a bunch of people lkfjg i’m sorry if i forgot anyone!!! a lot of people and a bad memory, not a good mix. 

[gukyi]

practice makes perfect (or at least, significantly better) | kth

⇒ summary: taehyung’s the drummer in a local punk band, and you’re the university’s first chair flute. this is a love story that doesn’t exactly go as planned, but then again, does anything?

⇒ punk band!au

⇒ pairing: taehyung x female reader

⇒ word count: 7k

⇒ genre: fluff

⇒ warnings: alcohol consumption and jazz solos

⇒ a/n: written for the one and only, the real mvp, the cutest peach who told me not long ago she was desperate for a punk taehyung fic, @jingukz . for u! i am also tagging @seoulscapes bc we’re currently at fic/bias wrecker war. inspired by this photo, which ruined my life to an extent i didn’t even know was possible.

In the world of a music major, there are three things you must never turn down: 1) an empty practice room, 2) good music, and 3) free alcohol, and while your local bar doesn’t have any individual practice rooms, complete with relatively soundproof walls and really shitty old metal stands, it can offer you the latter two of the options, and that sounds good enough.

For no particular reason, your music major friends have invited you out for a night of mysterious shots and sweaty dancing, complete with a small town punk band you’d never heard of as the cherry on top, and while punk music isn’t really your cup of tea—you are a flute player, after all—it most certainly makes for good stage music.

Free alcohol would be a dumb thing to reject anyway, at your age, because it means drunken mistakes and a buzzed mind without depleting the bank, and you’re already poor as hell, thanks to the age-old millennial struggle known as college debt. Fuckin’ economy.

You’re just walking into the bar, taking off your light leather jacket—because despite the frostiness of late November nights, the room is already steamy from the bodies radiating heat and you can feel beads of sweat pooling at your hairline—when your friend comes up to you, face tinged red from what must be a couple shots, swirling a bright scarlet drink in her hand.

“Y/N! You made it!” She exclaims, stuffing the glass into your hand. “Here! Drink this. We got a good spot near the front, come on! The band’s about to start!”

You barely have time to get out a ‘hello’ before she’s tugging you towards the stage, the beverage sloshing around in the cup and spilling over the sides, onto the wooden floor below. Sure enough, she and the rest of your music major buddies have secured a very decent viewing space of the platform, a little round table by stage left, allowing for an optimal side-view of the band as they set up their amps.

“Hey, it’s Y/N!” The rowdy marching band drum major, Namjoon, says as you approach the table, a lopsided smile on his face. “Glad you could come.”

“Like I would ever turn down free drinks and some nice music,” you scoff, sitting down next to him as you down some of that alcohol in your glass. It stings your throat as it hits it, a tangy taste of fruit of vodka dancing on your tastebuds. “The fuck is this stuff?” You say, holding up the glass to eye level, like it’s going to help you determine the ingredients.

“I don’t know,” Namjoon tells you, holding up his glass so that it’s even with yours. He’s got the same mysterious concoction, only he’s already downed most of his. “All Joohyun told me was that it’d ‘get us drunk real fast’, and then she drank the entire thing in one gulp.”

You both turn to look at her, her face as cherry red as it was when she greeted you. She’s clapping along to something even though there’s no music playing, only the static of an amp echoing throughout the room and the occasional loud pop! of a wire getting plugged in.

“Joohyun?” You ask, a hand on her shoulder. “You good?”

“Peachy! Y/N, did you know that you’d look really good with a chrysanthemum in your hair? Because you would,” Joohyun says, and she’s normally very positive but this is just strangely optimistic, even for her. Before you know it, she’s producing an actual chrysanthemum from her bag—where from, you don’t really want to know—and placing it above your ear, in the crook between the skin and hair, and smiling to yourself. “There!”

“Thanks, Joohyun,” you say, never ceasing to be amazed by the purity that is drunk girls, but she interrupts you with a hand over your mouth, shushing you.

“Shh, the band’s about to play, shh,” she says, taking you by surprise as you protest her hand over your lips. When she lets go, you turn to Namjoon, who merely chuckles as he shifts his focus to the stage.

There’s not much light in the bar to begin with, only the dim multicolored bulbs in the ceiling and the ever-so-faint glow of the city streaming through the windows, but the band onstage doesn’t let that distract them, letting the metal chains and rings on their clothes, their bodies glint as they catch the light, just for a second. It’s the only hint that they’re setting up, about to perform, that is, until the airy sounds of a keyboard bounce off the walls and reverberate off the wooden planks, and then the music is in full swing.

You can always trust this bar, because there’s never a time you’re here that they don’t have good music, and the group on stage is no exception. You know good music from bad—you fucking study it, for God’s sake—and there’s never a time when you don’t appreciate good music, regardless of the genre. Punk has, what Namjoon likes to describe as “rage channelled into a melody of fatalistic and existential despair” and what Joohyun likes to call “intense anger”, and both of them are equally as correct. Punk isn’t punk without passion, and what fuels passion better than fury?

There’s five of them. You haven’t brushed up on punk band lingo in a while, sticking mainly to your concert band jargon, but you know that there’s two guitarists, a keyboardist, a bassist, and a drummer. That part is easy to guess, especially since each of the instruments are so vibrant in their own way, their notes that are distinct, yet blend together perfectly. You’d vibe to this, if you didn’t spend all your fucking free time listening to the sick beats of Bach and Handel.

“Isn’t this great?” Joohyun asks somewhere between the fourth and fifth song, clapping along to the beat as she moves from side to side. One thing is for certain, and it’s that all music majors have never been the most fantastic dancers. They’d rather transcribe the music than bop to it.

“Yeah, for you,” you scoff.

“Just because I play upright bass in the uni’s jazz band—”

“Whatever, string player!” You exclaim, waving her off and pretending to disregard her objection. She gasps in mock-offense, appalled that you would refer to her as such a scandalous name like string player, and you both hold your poses for a quick second before bursting into laughter. As you turn your focus back to the band in front of you, you make eye contact with the drummer, sitting in the back and casually drumming through the second verse of the song. God, you hate it when you awkwardly lock eyes with someone, because nine times out of ten both of you just tensely smile at each other and go on with your lives, and then the interaction is stuck in your head for the rest of the night. But this time is one of those rare occurrences, where in place of a tense smile rests a smirk on the offending drummer’s face and this awful glint in your eye that has your flirt radar going haywire.

You look away immediately, not wanting to prolong the eye contact any longer than you absolutely have to, eyes shifting to your half-finished drink sitting on the table. The look he sent you sends shivers down your spine, and not in a particularly good way (not in a bad way either, though). You direct your attention to another member, avoiding the gaze of the drummer until you’re absolutely certain he’s not looking at you anymore. You don’t know what he’s thinking in that brain of his, but you’d rather not find out.

The set ends after what you think is about seven songs, though it feels like a mere instant in your mind. You don’t know how the final song came so quickly, but it comes and goes in a flash, and suddenly Joohyun is applauding obnoxiously beside you.

“They were good,” Namjoon says. “But I bet Seokjin could do better.”

“Seokjin plays jazz guitar,” you comment, a skeptical look on your face. You highly doubt Seokjin would know the ways of punk sheet music. He sometimes has a difficult time with regular concert music.

“And he’s fucking great at it,” Namjoon tells you, and you concede, because his solos are the reason your jazz band always wins Districts.

“Y/N! Come on, we should try and meet the group!” Joohyun urges, getting you out of her seat with that wonderfully bubbly expression of hers.

You turn your attention to where Joohyun is looking, and see a hefty line of a bunch of people who seem to have the exact same idea as her, waiting by the hallway to see if they can catch a glimpse of the next big thing.

“I don’t know, don’t you think that the line is a bit… long?” You ask, hesitant. You came here for free drinks and good music, not an autograph.

“No! It’s only a couple of people,” Joohyun says, waving it off like it’s nothing.

“It’s not like they’re celebrities, they’re just average guys who play instruments,” you insist, really not keen on getting out of your seat and going to try and meet them. You’d rather not risk coming in contact with Smirking Drummer, if fate allows you to have any say in the matter. “We’re like them, only less metal.”

“But we’re music major geeks,” Joohyun says, and while you know she’s not upset that she’s a nerd who likes classical music, you’re also aware that punk band member and concert band member don’t exactly go hand in hand. “They’re the cooler version of us.”

“Do I really have to go?” You ask, whining at this point.

“I’ll buy you another drink.”

Rule Number 3: Never turn down free alcohol.

“Fine,” you say, getting up and flinging your leather jacket over your shoulder. “I’ll do it for the booze.”

“You girls let me know when you need a ride home,” Namjoon says. “I’ve only had one drink tonight, so I can drive you.”

“Thank you, big, strong, heavyweight drum major!” Joohyun singsongs, and you don’t get the chance to say anything before she’s pulling you away as you watch Namjoon chuckle to himself.

Joohyun gets you your drink as promised, and somewhere along the way after that you lose her to the crowd, watching her lavender hair bounce away under the light as you’re left by the bar, sipping your cocktail and waiting for a glimpse of her. You know she’ll come around, she won’t get sucked into the fifteen minutes of fame and traipse off with a guy, because even drunk she’s decently reasonable, and she also has a girlfriend in Fashion Merchandising whom she loves very much. You just have to wait for her, which is the (un)fun part.

You set your drink down on the counter and pull out your phone, letting Namjoon know that you’ve lost Joohyun entirely and that you might end up waiting a while, when a figure clad in black and silver casually stands next to you. You pay no attention to them, shrugging it off as another person desperate for a quick fix, when the voice speaks to you.

“Why’d you look away so soon?” It asks.

You turn and, just as fate would have it—you should have known you would end up meeting him, one way or another—next to you stands the very drummer.

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“When I looked at you,” he elaborates, “you looked away. Why? Scared?”

“Of who?” You ask, arms crossed. “Of you?”

“Of me. My music, my band, my charming smile,” the drummer says, flashing you that smirk he sent you from up on stage. It’s a look that he’s probably practiced a thousand times, a smirk that he knows will work.

“I’m not scared of you,” you say.

“What do you do, hmm? You look too young to be out of university,” he asks. “I’m gonna guess. Interior design? English? Philosophy?”

“Try music.”

That catches his attention. “Music, hmm? What is it? Violin? Cello? Flute?”

You stiffen at his words. “Why do you care so much?”

“Flute it is, then. Suits you, I think,” he confirms, a smug look written all over his face. “With that flower in your hair like a fairy. You’re soft.”

“I am not!” You object, scoffing as you reach a hand up to grab the flower, pulling it out of your hair and throwing it to the floor, stomping on it like you’re putting out a cigarette butt. Sorry, Joohyun. “If you thought I was a soft spoken, innocent flute major who’d love to get in your pants, then you’re picking on the wrong girl.”

“Ooh,” the drummer says, wincing. “She bites.”

“She’s not afraid to.”

“Alright then,” he says, hands up in surrender. “How about a friend to talk to instead? You can take another sip of your drink, loosen up, and we can chat. No sex required.”

“Sorry,” you say, raising a hand quickly to get the bartender’s attention. Once you’ve got it, you hand over the drink, making up some bullshit excuse about how you weren’t feeling it anymore, and turn back around. “But I can’t trust that. For all I know, you could have put something in my Sangria.”

“She’s smart, too,” he muses.

“Not smart, just aware. Thanks for the chat, but I have to go pick up my friend before she gets trampled by your fans. Maybe some other time?” You say, knowing that you have no intention of having ‘some other time’.

“For the record, I didn’t drug your drink,” he says, grabbing your wrist but not in a possessive way. Just so he can squeeze in another couple sentences. “But I’m Taehyung.”

“I’m not interested,” you say, and he easily lets you out of his grasp. You swear you see a head of lavender by the doorway.

“Alright, Not Interested,” Taehyung says, “I’ll see you around. We play here often, you know.”

“I don’t.”

“Well, now you do.” He smiles, and it’s not that classic, signature smirk that you’ve seen plenty of times, it’s a different type of grin, one that tells you that he’s enjoyed his time, however brief it was, with you tonight. “Looking forward to seeing you at another gig.”

“Don’t get your hopes up too high, Drummer Boy. They always say that you can never trust flute players.”

With that, you’re flagging down Joohyun with a call of her name, Taehyung the Drummer Boy getting pushed to the back of your mind.

Joohyun never ended up actually meeting them, you would find out, which is the exact reason why you’re back at that same bar, sitting in the same seats, waiting for them to get on stage. To be honest, you have no idea how you ended up here again, especially after insisting to Taehyung that you would not be back. Way to fucking eat your words.

“Can’t we just go?” You ask her, tugging on her arm and looking longingly towards the door. It’s not too late to back out now. “What if they play all of the same songs?”

“I bought their album on iTunes,” Joohyun says. “I don’t really mind if I hear the songs live again.”

“I do,” you say, desperate.

“Boohoo. I wanna meet them, Y/N,” she quips back, and you know you’ve lost this battle before the following words leave her mouth. “You’d never leave me alone in a bar to fend for myself, would you?”

“No,” you huff, slouching in your seat as you brace for the worst.

When the chatter dies down and the stage lights flicker on, you immediately duck your head down in an attempt to avoid getting recognized, but to no avail. Joohyun grabs your arm and pulls you up at the same time that Taehyung walks onto the stage, and it’s not very difficult to miss the cocky grin scrawled all over his lips as you meet eyes. Goddamnit.

Rather than look away, however, you roll your eyes dramatically, knowing that he’s still gazing at you from behind the drumset. He won’t intimidate you any longer. Your reaction makes Taehyung laugh, tossing his head back casually as he chuckles in response. Normally, when you see people on stage from where you’re seated below, they look ethereal, like gods, like immortals, but watching Taehyung laugh so normally, so easily, it doesn’t make him look like any of those things. He just looks human.

“Who are you staring at?” Joohyun asks, noticing how your eyes always seem to be drifting to one person in particular. “Oh! Is it the drummer? He’s cute, isn’t he?”

“A little.”

“Only a little?” Joohyun says, one eyebrow raised in a skeptical fashion. “Come on, Y/N. I know you.”

“He’s kinda cute,” you finally relent, admitting the statement more to yourself than to Joohyun. There’s no denying Taehyung’s attractiveness, even to a stickler such as yourself.

You don’t take your eyes off of Taehyung throughout his band’s entire set, sitting back in your seat with your arms crossed over your torso, a smirk playing on your lips. Every now and then, he will turn to look your way, letting his hands do the work for him as he gazes at you. At one point, he gets off beat while you two are having another one of your staring contests, and he only notices once you raise your eyebrows to remind him that he should be fucking paying attention to the music he plays. You: 1, Taehyung: 0.

Not unlike last time, the set whizzes by, your mind once again occupied with thoughts of Taehyung, and suddenly he’s joining the rest of his members at the front of the stage for a quick celebratory bow as the lights in the seating area flicker back on the the spotlights dim.

“Fuck, the line’s already piling up,” Joohyun says, whipping her head backwards to see a heap of people by the backstage door. “I’m gonna go. You stay here, okay? So I can find you afterwards.”

“Are you sure about that?” You ask, looking down at her very large and very empty glass.

“It’s fine! I’ll remember,” she says, quickly waving you off as she shuffles away, worming herself into the herd.

At least she didn’t make you come with.

Another sip of your martini hits your throat as you down it, thinking that it’ll be easier to pass the time a bit buzzed than totally sober. It’s calming, sitting here in the hazy purple lights of the bar as the world moves around you, especially with the knowledge that Taehyung is probably trapped in that crowd, surrounded by excited fans who just want a glimpse of him and his brown eyes.

“Is this seat taken?”

“This one? Yes, actually,” you say, not looking towards the owner of the voice, though it is strangely familiar. This isn’t a good sign. Strangely familiar voices asking if a seat next to you is taken is never a good sign. Someone plops down in the seat anyway, and you know who it is before you even turn to them.

“I looked pretty cool up there, didn’t I?” Taehyung asks, taking a long, slow sip of a bright green beverage. “Is that why you kept staring at me?”

“You only looked cool because the lights were so dark and no one could see your actual face,” you quip back.

“Aw, don’t be like that. Dim light looks good on me,” Taehyung says, pouting.

You scoff, forcing a chuckle from your throat. “Sure thing, Drummer Boy.”

“Well, Not Interested, I’m pretty impressed that you managed to show up to another one of my gigs. Thought I couldn’t trust flute players,” Taehyung says, the drink giving him this warm glow to his face.

“My friend didn’t get a chance to meet you guys last time, so she dragged me here again,” you explain, trying to get the message across that you most certainly Did Not Come For Him. “Don’t think you’re so special.”

“I kind of am, don’t you think?” Taehyung asks. “Special enough to warrant a return from the girl who isn’t interested.”

“I didn’t come here for you.”

“You got me anyway.”

Oh, he’s so unbearable. Unbearably cocky, unbearably flirty, unbearably cute. Wait, what?

“Don’t you have another person to try and charm?” You ask him, a little flustered that he’s got the perfect response to every single one of your comments. “Or am I the unlucky one?”

“I’m not trying to sleep with you. I just wanna get to know you a bit better. You’re an interesting one, Not Interested,” Taehyung says as he looks you up and down. “And not in a bad way.”

“Never met many flute players that wear leather jackets and take shit from nobody?”

“You’re the first one, believe it or not.”

“I’m in shock,” You deadpan.

“Do you have an actual name I can call you by, or is Not Interested satisfactory enough for you?” Taehyung asks, chugging down another gulp of his drink.

“I don’t know, Not Interested has kind of a nice ring to it, don’t you think?” You hum. “Really gets the message across.”

“Believe me, message received,” Taehyung says, and it’s actually quite comforting knowing Taehyung’s not one of those stubborn guys who won’t take no for an answer, not one of those ruthlessly persistent frat boys who just want a quick fuck for the night. He’s accepted your answer and he’s not trying to change it.

“In that case, I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N,” Taehyung repeats, like he’s testing how the name sounds flowing off of his tongue, seeing if it’s suitable for his golden lips to utter. “I think that has a much nicer ring to it.”

“Oh, really?”

“Really,” Taehyung says, leaning over towards you and swirling that fluorescent drink in his hands, eyelids hooded. “You should tell people your name more often. Don’t you want to hear them say it? Moan it?”

There it is, the moodwrecker. Surprisingly enough, Taehyung’s sultry voice doesn’t do much to deter you from talking to him like it normally would if he were, say, a sleazy frat boy. If he keeps it up, it might give him a leg up on the situation.

“Only the right people,” you murmur in response, letting Taehyung lean closer, closer, lips puckering up ever so slightly… before you prod his chest with your pointer finger, pushing him right back into his chair, listening to it skid across the wood.

Taehyung looks sort of winded after that, palm flat on his chest as he catches the breath he didn’t even know he lost. He looks up at you, dazed and stunned, with his mouth open in something akin to shock, perhaps? He runs a hand through that silky brown hair of his, letting his bangs flop over his forehead as they leave contact with his fingers, and he smiles. “Not me, then, I suppose?” He asks you.

“Not yet, I’m afraid,” you say, shrugging apologetically but with a cheeky little grin nonetheless.

“Yet?” Taehyung repeats like it’s a challenge. And it mostly is.

“I’m not partial to anyone in particular, you know,” you inform him.

“Guess I better work a little harder, then,” he replies, and if that isn’t flirting then you’ll never know what is.

It’s simultaneously a relief and a bummer to see Joohyun bouncing towards where you’re seated, steps light and airy despite the fact that, to your knowledge, she hasn’t had anything more to drink. She pauses right before she reaches you, and you don’t realize why until you follow her eyes straight to where they’re gazing, which just so happens to be Taehyung’s smirking face.

“Is that—”

“Taehyung, at your service. Is this your friend, Y/N? The one with good taste?” Taehyung says, and he’s got that flirty vibe to him, the same one that surrounded him when he first spoke to you. It must be second nature, at this point, to see a pretty girl and immediately his brain switches off, replaced by none other than his dick.

“If she’s looking at you, I’d hardly say she’s got good taste,” you mutter. “Though you must probably assume anybody who gives you the time of day has got excellent standards.”

“Do you know him or something, Y/N?” Joohyun asks, positively astounded at the fact that she’s watching the two of you banter like old friends.

“No,” you immediately tell her, “we just met recently.”

“But it feels like I’ve known her for a lifetime.”

God-fucking-damnit, he always has such a perfectly cheesy retort for everything that you say. It’s hard to keep on top with him, but you’ve never been one to back away from a challenge.

“Can’t relate,” you deadpan, shutting him down entirely. “Ready to go, Joohyun?”

“Sure, if that’s okay with Taehyung,” she says, looking awkwardly from you to him was that hesitant lilt to her voice. “If I’m interrupting something…”

“You two ladies have a wonderful rest of your night,” Taehyung says, tipping his head like he’s the lead in a 1920’s silent film. You watch him get up and send you a sneaky wink when he knows you’re gazing at him, and the action alone makes you scoff as you turn your head around.

“You know, I got to talking with Hoseok, he’s one of the guitarists, and apparently he knows Seokjin! Isn’t that cool?” Joohyun exclaims as you’re walking out of the bar, hitting your arm like she always does whenever she’s excited about something. “I had no idea.”

“Seokjin knows Hoseok? How?” Guess the man had more roots to punk music than you thought.

“Apparently they did this guitar thing together back in high school! We’ll have to invite Hoseok to one of our next jazz performances somewhere,” Joohyun says, and the very idea is so entertaining to the both of you that Taehyung and his flirty little self once again get lost in the crannies of your mind.

Taehyung means nothing to you.

Alright, he means something to you. But a very small, insignificant something. It’s got to be the drinks that are compelling you to return to that hazy purple bar, not anything (or anyone) else.

It doesn’t even matter, because this time, when you show up to the bar alone, Taehyung’s band isn’t playing. Not that you’re surprised, especially because you did walk in without any knowledge of his gig schedule, but it is strangely disappointing to not see them setting up on stage, preparing for another performance. Like it was the only thing you were looking forward to.

Well, you’re here now, and you don’t want to practice the flute solo that Joohyun and Seokjin are forcing you to play for the university’s jazz band thing on Friday, so there really is no better way to spend the night other than piss drunk, or at least mildly hammered.

This isn’t a club by any means, which equates to no dance floor for you to embarrass yourself at, thank God. Standing by the counter has always done you well, especially because you can easily see which creepy middle-aged man is trying to flirt with you, so you stick to your spot and let your mind get hazy.

At least you’re a little bit buzzed when you see him. You’ve finished the first glass but it’s not enough to have you on the floor, so while you’re still well aware of your surroundings, your brain is moving a little slower than top speed.

What also is moving a little slower than top speed is Taehyung as he tumbles out of a hallway near the back, where things wait that you don’t want to know about. He’s dizzy and loopy, feet stepping on top of each other, but you’re not paying much attention to that. Your eyes, however foggy they may be, are focused on the girl on his arm, and from her disheveled hair and his lack of balance to the hallway they just emerged from, it’s not very difficult to put two and two together, even for a drunk you.

Guess Taehyung decided to show up after all. Only, sans band. Because that’s a thing.

Well, whatever. He can do what he wants, can’t he? You came here to forget that awful flute solo you absolutely must practice, not for him.

Even so, you can’t help but let your eyes wander their way every now and then (every two seconds, give or take a few) as they drunkenly giggle before the girl is off of his shoulder, blending in with the rest of the desperate bar-goers who thought getting totally fucking zazzed on a Tuesday night would be a good idea. Like you. Like him.

You wonder how on Earth that one-night-stand was so short that it didn’t even last a full night, but that’s a 2AM question for another time. Right now, you’re a bit occupied with the fumbling drunk man who’s approaching you.

“Y/N?” Fumbling drunk man has approached. “What are you doing here?”

“Getting drunk,” you tell Taehyung, grabbing his arm so he can prop himself up on the counter to prevent him from toppling right over, which he very much looks like he’s about to do.

“I did that already,” Taehyung groans, and holy shit, he’s a whiny drunk. This you did not anticipate under every circumstance under the sun. “I wanna do something else.”

“Well, go do something else on that couch over there,” you say. “Like taking a nap, ‘cause you sure as hell need one right now.”

“Naps are boring,” he whines. You turn to the bartender and make a desperate ‘my-sort-of-friend-is-sloppy-drunk-may-I-please-get-some-water’ face, and it has to be a face that that poor bartender has seen often, because within another thirty seconds he’s handing over a fresh, cold glass of ice water.

“Drink this,” you say, shoving the water in Taehyung’s face. “Drink this and then I’m calling an Uber and I’m taking you and your post-sex self back home. Or at least to Hoseok’s place.”

Taehyung whines again, and it’s really not a good look for him when he’s dressed up in all of this black leather and silver chains, but he complies, taking a tiny little sip of water and letting it slowly begin to wash away the taste of vodka on his tongue.

“You know I think you’re pretty, right?” Taehyung slurs.

“Yes, I assumed so, otherwise you wouldn’t keep flirting with me every time you spot me from across the room,” you say, patting his back somewhat soothingly as he continues to lap up the condensation on the glass. There are things you thought you’d see tonight, and things like Taehyung licking all the way around his glass.

“Then why don’t you like me back,” he whines, and it doesn’t really sound like a lovesick puppy question when the words leave his lips. More like a childish complaint, only with sincerity.

“You are so fucking toast,” you mutter to yourself. Before he gets a chance to slur out another soppy sentence, you’re feeling around his body, patting your palms all over his lower torso and jeans so you can find his phone and get the hell out of here. Taehyung, ever the romantic, takes the gesture a different way.

“What’s this for, Y/N?” He murmurs, and you’d find it totally off-putting if the mood wasn’t ruined by the redness of his face.

“For you to shut the hell up,” you order, locating the device and pressing down on the Home button, commanding Siri’s attention. You manage to get Hoseok on the line, poor guy, awake at 2AM on a Tuesday.

“Taehyung? What are you calling me for now?”

“It’s not Taehyung, it’s Taehyung’s temporary guardian. Um, he’s totally hammered and I need to get him back to his place or yours or just… someone’s, so could you give me an address?”

You end up dropping Taehyung off at Hoseok’s doorstep (“There’s no way Taehyung would have remembered his own apartment key”, said Hoseok when you asked), watching him tumble out of the Uber and forcing him upright so he at least looks somewhat presentable for Hoseok at 2AM.

“Thanks for doing this,” Taehyung mutters as his head crashes onto your shoulder, making you jump at the sudden contact.

“'S my job,” you say, shrugging him as you buzz what you really hope is Hoseok’s apartment. “Someone’s gotta take care of you.”

Hoseok opens the door almost instantaneously, bags under his eyes prominent, but he’s awake and prepared to resolve all of Taehyung’s drunk problems for the next however many hours.

“You both look like wrecks,” Hoseok deadpans when he sees the both of you, and the statement is hardly far from the truth. Taehyung is a messy, whiny drunk and you were given the daunting task of making sure he doesn’t die, so neither of you are really up to par on your appearances at the given moment.

“Him more than I,” you say, pushing Taehyung towards Hoseok. He stumbles over to his band mate, grabbing onto the man’s shoulders for support so he doesn’t collapse. “At least he didn’t pass out.”

“I’ll sober him up. Taehyung doesn’t get super drunk like this very often, so I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Hoseok promises. “You’re…?”

“Y/N,” you finish with a yawn.

“Y/N…” Hoseok says, like the name rings a bell. “Oh, I know! You play with Seokjin, in your jazz band.”

“Only sometimes,” you insist, not trying to let the heathens of jazz band tarnish your good first-chair-concert-flutist name. “Just when they need me to.”

“You’re doing that show on Friday, right? I’m gonna try and come, catch up with Seokjin,” Hoseok says, and he’s doing quite a fine job of both holding Taehyung up with his entire body and maintaining a nice, un-awkward conversation with you.

“Oh, well I guess I’ll see you there, then,” you say, turning to walk down his front steps and find another way home, the Uber having long gone.

“Wait, Y/N,” Taehyung calls out, and oh no, oh God, this is gonna be some romance movie shit and you are entirely unprepared for it, especially with how rapid your heartbeat has become with his eyes on you. You turn around hesitantly, already internally wincing, only to see Taehyung looking both longingly and apologetically your way. “Thank you for taking care of me.”

The night is quiet, even in this city, but your heart is loud and it rings in your ears, over and over.

By Friday, you’ve got your solo down to a science. Or at least, most of it. It’s probably fine, since you aren’t being judged and are just doing this performance for the hell of it, a good chance for you to practice should you ever decide to join the barbarians of jazz band. Which you will not be doing, but Joohyun tried her very best.

The venue is this outdoors-y picnic area, but it’s been totally decked out for the music festival you’re participating in, a gathering of the community for some good times and good music. You’re surprised to see that Taehyung’s band isn’t on the list, though Hoseok did tell you he’d show up as a part of the audience, rather than the performers. Suppose the rest of the members had this day off to do whatever they want, a music festival not at the top of their radars.

You feel so out of place with the jazz band, though you often do as the only uninitiated True Jazz Member, with your tiny little flute case in comparison to their heavy bass drum boxes and huge baritone saxophone cases. It’s like walking into a classroom where everyone has at least four notebooks and two three-ring binders, and you’re the one with a simple folder and a pencil. You belong, but not really.

“You ready to go?” Joohyun asks, and she’s running off of that pre-performance high, all bubbly before the set.

“I couldn’t be any more ready,” you say, shrugging as you tug on your black jacket. There’s no dress code for this thing, but your university’s jazz band has a thing for black and white because they have no originality, so that’s what you’re wearing.

“Great! We’re on in three,” she exclaims.

Three minutes goes by, somehow, too quickly and not quick enough, and suddenly you’re seated right by the bari sax player with your flute resting awkwardly in your lap, fingers mindlessly tapping the keys as the announcer introduces you. It’s not the solo you’re worried about, since you could probably fuck up about 18 times and no one in the crowd would really notice, not unless they were a Music Professional, it’s more the fact that you know Hoseok is out there somewhere, sitting in the crowd and waiting for you.

You finally spot him, in the middle of the hubbub, but what has your eyes widening is the fact that Taehyung is right next to him, a lopsided grin on his face that totally juxtaposes his all black getup. He doesn’t see that you’ve noticed him from that far away, and thank God, because suddenly your heart is thumping against your chest and you don’t think you’ll be able to calm it down before you have to go up to the mic and do your solo.

Before you know it, the band is starting and the music is in full swing, Seokjin opening up with a sick couple of chords before the rest of the members join in, every beat in sync. It’s pretty easy to let yourself get drowned out by the rest of the instruments, especially those goddamn trumpets, but the alarms are going off in your brain, reminding you that Taehyung is very much here and very much about to hear you solo.

The clock ticks down with each song until it’s the ballad that they all forced you to solo for, and you let your body run on autopilot as your feet bring you towards the mic as the piano part begins, both in dynamics and in instruments. You allow yourself one more look Taehyung’s way, and he’s watching you with the stage lights reflected in his irises.

One deep breath, and you’re closing your eyes, letting yourself feel your way through the music. You’ve practiced this solo dozens of times, it’s practically muscle memory at this point, and maybe you do hit a wrong F# in the middle of it somewhere, but other than that it’s flawless and fast, even if you’re performing a ballad. Jazz flute solos are always weird because they’re soft but meant to be spruced up a bit so they don’t sound like classical music, but you execute yours with ease.

It’s muscle memory that drags you back to your seat once the solo has ended, and out of the corner of your eye you can see Taehyung applauding from his seat, a little smirk etched on his face, and even though you’re no longer in the spotlight your heart still pounds, slowly beating its way out of your chest.

With the big hullabaloo over, the set finishes in what feels like a total breeze, letting the jazz consume you as Seokjin takes a killer solo during the last song that makes everyone lose their damn minds. People just have a thing for guitar players, especially handsome ones.

Once you finish your final song and shuffle off the stage, sweaty and still bouncing from that adrenaline rush, Seokjin gives you a great big hug.

“I’m proud of you, Y/N. Your solo was fantastic,” Seokjin says. “Best flute solo I’ve ever heard.”

“Aren’t I the only flute soloist?”

“And that makes you the best.”

“Y/N!” Joohyun shrieks, wrapping her arms around you from behind as she nearly picks you up, toes almost off of the ground. “You were fantastic! You totally have to join jazz next year.”

“Over my dead body,” you retort back. Concert band is your one and only home.

When you’ve packed away all of your instruments and are free to roam, you end up losing Joohyun somewhere in the festivities, leaving you alone with Seokjin, who just so happens to drag you to Hoseok, who happens to be attending the festival with Taehyung. He’s always the endgame, goddamnit.

“Seokjin!” Hoseok shouts when he sees the taller boy, pulling him in for one of those grab-hands-then-pat-each-other-on-the-back-unceremoniously bro hugs. “You sounded killer. You should come practice with the band.”

“I don’t know if the punk life is for me,” Seokjin says, chuckling, but you stop paying attention to their conversation there, too distracted with a certain someone striding his way over to you, hands stuffed casually in the pockets of his ripped black jeans.

“Sounded good, flute player,” Taehyung says. “We should practice together, someday. Have one of those solo-offs.”

You scoff. “Please, I’d beat you in that so hard you’d get whiplash.”

“I see what you did there.”

You shoot a finger gun his way. It’s nice to see he’s got the same taste in movies as you.

“I’m serious, though. You’ll, uh, you’ll have to teach me a couple things on the flute,” Taehyung says, a hand flying up to rub the nape of his neck, chains clinking with the movement. “You looked badass up there.”

“Only if you’ll show me how to drum like a professional,” you bargain, a sly grin growing on your lips. “Is that a deal?”

“Deal,” Taehyung agrees with a firm nod of his head. “Is that a date?”

And honestly, what do you have to lose with him? He already makes your heart race more than you care to admit. “Deal.”

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i went...... hard y’all this is so extra and embarrassing but i spent like,, over an hour writing this down so ur all gonna see it u better.

Why did you choose to play the character that you do at Crimson Revolt?

im gonna be honest like………………………………. i picked dirk bc i wanted to play ezra miller lmao. I KNOW HOW SHALLOW THAT IS DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT OKAY I CAN EXPLAIN!!!!!!!! alright so before i apped for crt the first time i was at…… a pretty low place confidence-wise bc i’d just left the first rpg i ever joined (also the first rp thing i ever did) and it was a pretty,,,, messy departure lmaoo i gotta admit i could’ve handled that better orz. BUT ANYWAY so i went looking through the ezra miller fc tag bc i’d just discovered this fabulous person and had vague ideas about a character that could fit the fc (dramatic, cheeky, a lil flamboyant) and was also thinking “i will never fall in love with a character the way i did my previous ones again” and more dramatic bullshit along those line bc like i said,,, bad time. obviously i didn’t find any active rpgs that had him in use so i checked crt bc i’d seen it around before and liked the look of it, so i sent the main an ask like “do you see ezra miller working for any of your open characters?” the admin at the time pointed me to barty crouch, peter pettigrew and dirk cresswell.

i just want to take a moment to digest that i could literally have played any of these three, cause all i had at the time was a vague idea of a character and a fc to match. i remember i spent days trying to decide between barty and dirk cause neither skeleton fit my vision perfectly and they both seemed aimed more towards an angry jock-type character (especially dirk his fc was miles teller which…. should give u a good idea of what the admin at the time had in mind for him) ( i mean the first skeleton. the one on the main now is one i rewrote after the main crashed back in june.) (just to clarify: the original skeleton had just as much potential to evolve to a complex and intriguing character as any other skeleton here at crt. i just had my vaguely dramatic ezra miller bby and i wanted it. lmao.) but i liked challenging set characterizations and bringing unique perspectives to contrast against any expectations the admin/s might have about a character. which is why i tend to go for skeleton rps, you get more freedom with those. eventually i decided on dirk bc i liked the sound of aversio and grey moralities appeal to me greatly. i spent a long time delving into the character’s backstory and personality and all those deep-seated insecurities and compelling contradictions that make dirk up to be the person he is now. by the time i submitted the app i was thoroughly in love with the character and haven’t stopped since. he’s my most developed and my most beloved character to play thus far.

Do you have a favorite holiday?

NOPE. as long as im surrounded by people i love and a lot of snacks im good.

Do you prefer coffee or tea? Perhaps neither, or both?

coffee. coffee coffee coffee.

What is your personality type?

INFP-T. the mediator. 86% introverted lmaooo.

What is your Hogwarts House?

ahhh. when i first read the books a few years ago i was like ‘iM A SLYTHERIN DONT TOUCH ME!!!!!’ but i…………literally have the subtlety of a bulldozing stampede of rhinos im sure y’all noticed. i took the pottermore test and had the glaring red n gold show up on my face and i shut the laptop down so fast like liES I BELIEVE NONE OF THIS. then i took a fan-made test that put me in ravenclaw and i was like…………….. ok i accept this compromise i can work with that. lmao im such a gryffindor tho don’t look at me im just *flops* pottermore was right….. i accept my place now i have stopped running from the truth orz.

What is your Zodiac Sign?

Taurus.

Three most recently watched on Netflix?

SURPRISE! i don’t have netflix. most recent stuff i watched tho are Stranger Things 2, IT (2017) and…. i can’t remember orz. but im obsessed with stranger things taLK TO ME ABOUT STEVE HARRINGTON PLS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH *SOBS*

Describe your ride-or-die friend.

don’t call me out like this…………………………………. i don’t make friends in real life people are difficult and i am awkward orz.

If you could have any superpower, what would you choose?

the ability to focus whenever i want at whatever i want for however long i want and actually manage to be productive with my time. what do u mean this is not a superpower i need it to be one.

Are you an early bird or a night owl?

i have no sleep schedule to speak of. sometimes i sleep at five am and wake up at eight am to get to my classes, then have a six hour nap when i get home and stay up until four am again. sometimes i go to bed on eight pm and wake up at four in the morning and still sleep through my classes, take a small four hour nap when im home and spend obligatory time with the fam for a couple hours lmao. it’s like im just sleeping or waking up either way im always a step removed from a zombie. there is. no reason for any of this i just do it.

What is your favorite color?

YELLOW. it’s so bright and sunny and iouwodc. i love it.

What is the last book you read? What is your favorite?

ahhhh i can’t remember my memory is failing me. which is sad cause i used to pick up a new novel every other day but i just can’t be bothered anymore ugh. i think my favorite was the whole PJO & HoO series’ – i haven’t read the last book yet tho, so i’ll start rereading all ten books when i get the chance.

Where would you rather be right now?

on a bed. sleeping. alone. with a lot of blankets. solitude appeals to me on such a deep level guys u don’t even know.

Have you ever watched the sunrise?

the ones i remember are three – once when i was a kid with my mom, bc i wouldn’t go to sleep and it was approaching sunrise and i rambled about wanting to see the sun come up so my mom was like………………… ‘*throws hands up* ok u lil monster u win’ and took me to the roof to watch the sunrise lol. it was glorious. and cold. bc winter. the second time was with my cousins who were sleeping over (for the first time in a loooong tiiiimmmeeee) and we decided to spend the night up on the roof bc why not. the last time was with my brother i think he was up there fixing something or the other and i was just there….. to be annoying lmao.

Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

oh no i can’t. i need everything and everyone to be quiet or i can’t write a thing.

What’s the one thing you especially love about roleplaying your muse/s?

what do i love about playing dirk…… his impulsive and his bright attitude and his endless optimism. he has such an uplifting presence and a cheeky sort of charm that makes it impossible for people not to love him, that makes his worming into other people’s hearts so entirely predictable and entertaining to play out. he is a myriad of contradictions – the difference between what he thinks everyone deserves and what he thinks he deserves is appalling, and with time it becomes clear that when he says things like “everyone needs someone to lean on” or “everyone could use some support” he is not referring to himself as a part of this ‘everyone’, if even on a subconscious level, does not find himself worthy of such kindness. he is a character so full of love he is spilling and overflowing with it, his raw emotions and his turbulent nature one of the dearest parts of him to me. the thin line he walks between being kind and violent, loyal and unforgiving, genuine and secretive. all the little details that make him up are reason for me to love him as dearly as i do.

What’s your favorite type of weather?

cold, but not too cold, y’know? just enough to wear a jacket but not so much you spend the night under five covers and a thermometer lmaoo.

What’s your best RP experience?

crt. no contest. and im not just saying that cause i’ve been in a bunch of rpgs by now and they all either a) lack dedicated admins/members b) are cliquey and non-inclusive at all or b) fall into inactivity a meager month or two after opening. crt is one of a kind.

Who inspires you?

this is actually a tough question cause i never really stop to think about it?? i draw inspiration from everything around me and it’s kinda like…. im constantly absorbing stuff from the environment im in and it’s like i’m always half-thinking about writing at any given moment, if that makes sense?? dunno.

Spread some love: mention someone you’ve met that has influenced you or your writing in a positive way and explain how!

ahhh okay so. before i tried roleplaying i stumbled upon this rpg in the fandom tag over a year ago and it’s basically been the catalyst for my time in the rpc. i was looking through the character’s blogs and found someone playing peter and i was like……….. not fond of peter at the time tbh but this person’s writing was so fucking incredible i checked their blog daily, just to see how this thread or that thread would go. their take on a character i’d only held distaste for before was so compelling and complex i was drawn in all the way, i’d even come to love the character so much and was constantly disarmed by the smallest to the biggest details in that person’s characterization – at least the details i could pick up on, some i’m sure went way over my head at the time. some details i still remember vividly and they’ve helped me shape my first character and have influenced my writing thereafter. i learned a lot about the duality of a character’s mind and how to express inner conflict by observing that person’s writing. (yes i sent them a nerdy af message gushing about all that bc they hadda know man…. they hadda know.)