#I have nawt made all of them yet rip me

[incendiorum]

tag dump #1

[petrichor-han]

the only thing i know about bahiyyih is that she's stunning 😭 hyuka's whole family is drop dead gorgeous it seems.

perfectionism is definitely a curse, because even if it makes our work higher quality... we be strugglin to write it and enjoy our own work. i'm getting better at being proud of my fics, and i hope you'll get to that point soon—especially with your feedback, that always helps reassure me that no, it's not horrible, and it's a good work.

nawt the koreaboo 😭 that's horrible. the way they type and stuff? i'm sick what the fuck is an oppar. as someone who is learning korean (but like... not well i do not be knowing anything),,, at least say the damn word right if you're gonna steal it (was going to use a different word but my head went Empty LMAOO)

short and sweet is definitely the vibe i'm going for, but we'll see if i get carried away. and i figured out how to fix the fic part i was stuck on... it was a time skip 🚶‍♀️ do i use those as a crutch? yes. am i going to stop? naur.

mmm, question for the day, because i saw your clothes tag game—if you could only have one staple item, what would it be?

and/or if you could automatically change your closet/fashion to have something in it, what would it be?

hi secret santa!! <3

for sure, the huening genes are chef's kiss everyone in their family is so beautiful!

feedback definitely helps with that curse of perfectionism, i've been getting a lot more lately and it makes me so happy!! i even got a message complimenting the length and quality of my stories from an anon and i just know that i'll be cherishing that ask forever 😭🤍 i hope we someday get to a point where we can be confident in our work with no doubts!! i know we can do it~

AND IKR LMAOOOO oh god, koreaboos scare me. i'm just glad that my family and i can make jokes out of our experiences, although it sucks that we've all had some sort of strange interaction with a koreaboo at some point. (and damn it's okay i'm "learning" too but ummm i have not made much progress!! the only reason i know anything at all is because i just know some korean from growing up around it.)

time skips are so useful ngl, i try not to use them too much though but you can definitely tell when i'm struggling to switch scenes in one of my fics 🧍‍♀️ rip

and as for your question of the dayyy i would say that a simple black turtleneck is a vital piece in my closet. in like half of the pictures of me i'm wearing mine LOL it's just so good for layering, and for wearing it on its own. it's super versatile and comfy! as for changing my closet to have something in it, i would say more pants... even though i prefer skirts and dresses. i just dislike the way i look in most pants so i feel like i just have to find the right, flattering cut on me but i haven't found a good one yet, so i'll just have to keep looking! i have really short legs so i have to buy special jeans / pants and it sucks because there usually isn't much variety then, and i want to find pants that make my legs look longer not stumpy 💀 i swear sometimes i hate my height, i get sooo jealous of idols with beautiful long legs (looking at you somi and wonyoung)!!

ty for your letter secret santa! looking forward to talking to you again soon~🤍✨

[crystalbesson]

Deal ~ Barry Allen x Best friend! Reader

A/N - I’m SO sorry for not posting this sooner! I’ve been really busy this Summer with summer homework (ugh) and going away on vacation and things like that. But now I’m back and have an empty schedule, so feel free to send in requests! Also, sorry in advance if Barry is a little out of character.

y/n ~ your name

y/ebf ~ your ex-boyfriend’s (I couldn’t think of a good name for your ex so you can pick for yourself)

     Breakups.

     They sucked. You knew this because you had lots of first hand experience with them. Whether it was face to face, by text, a phone call, or simply being ignored, you had been through it all.

     But none of them had been as bad as this one. You thought y/ebf could be the one. He shared interests with you, knew how to make you smile when you were sad, and made you laugh when you were angry. You thought he really was a nice guy. That was until he ripped out your heart and squashed it like a bug.

     So there you were a half an hour later, swaddled in a blanket on the couch, eating ice-cream and watching Disney movies. You had only told one person about the breakup, your best friend Barry Allen. The two of you had been friends since you were little. He had always been there for you and you were always there for him.

     So it wasn’t a surprise when he showed to your house with chocolate and a box of tissues. 

     “Hey y/n how are you?” he asked as he sat down next to you on the couch.

     “Horrible. I really thought y/ebf was special. He was sweet and kind. But I guess I was wrong about him.” you said turning to face him. “But anyways, how are you?” you asked lightly punching him in the arm.

     “Peachy” he said in a dull voice while handing you a tissue. 

     “What’s up with you?” you asked placing the now ~used~ tissue back in his hand.

     “Firstly, ew” he said dropping the tissue and wiping his hand on his jeans. “And secondly, its just some Eddie and Iris stuff.” he said as a look of annoyance crossed his features. 

    “Oh, so just the usual.” you said giggling as he rolled his eyes at you. 

     “Wow thanks for caring about my feelings” he said making you roll your eyes at him this time.

     “Is this better?” you asked as you shoved a spoonful of ice-cream in his mouth to shut him up.

     “Nawt wheally” he said, his words muffled due to his mouthful of ice-cream, which made you laugh.

     “Are we gonna be alone forever?” you asked.

     “No y/n your gonna find an amazing guy one day. I mean he won’t be as cool as your best friend/super hero aka me, but he’ll do.” he said making the both of you laugh again.

     “And one day Iris is gonna come to her senses and realize that she is madly in love with her okay looking second best friend. And yes, I mean you Barry” you said laughing as he hit you with a pillow. 

     “But what if that doesn’t happen?” you asked him after you finished laughing.

     “Well then well get just have to marry each other.” he said

     “Ew. No way I’m marrying you Bartholomew Allen” you said crinkling your nose in disgust.

     “Thanks for insulting me yet again” he said with a sarcastic smile. “But I meant that if were both not married when were like 40 we can just marry each other.” he said.

     “How about 45?” you said holding out your pinkie.

     “Deal” he replied hooking his pinkie to yours. 

     “Then it is done!” you said dramatically punching the air.

     “Oh and I’m not just okay looking.”

     “Oh so your just ugly?” 

     “Thanks for nothing y/n.”