#I love piercings so much tho :( tragic.

[x-ladydisdain-x]

This fucking piercing omg

[mingi-s-dimples]

splash of desire - wooyoung

pairing: enemy & teammate!wooyoung x fem!reader

rating: 18+ (filth)

genre: enemies to lovers, filthy smut (mdni ty)

summary: your captain makes you share a room with your death enemy, who also happens to be your teammate.

WC: 3.1k

warnings: non idol au, dystopian (strictland), brat dom!wooyoung x even brattier!reader, cocky!wooyoung, cursing, cussing out, threats (once or twice, death threat once and knife once), size kink, shower sex, overstim, orgasm control, ruined orgasm (twice f), oral (m), foreplay (f & m), blowjob, choking (both by dick and by hand), handjob, hair pulling, pet names ( ), making out, deepthroating, slight dacryphilia, one scene with pleading/begging, completely consensual, unprotected (booo use protection irl!!!), death enemies to lovers, completely unedited & might edit later, totally forgot to mention something.

Author's Note: Enemies to lovers... shower sex AND Wooyoung? give me 14 thank you. I wrote this in ONE DAY... like 4 hours or something? I think it took me longer to actually re edit/write the entire fic rather than initially writing it 😭. My utmost fave part was when Wooyoung said he wouldn't back off if he kissed her !?!??! I'm afraid I'm in love with how I wrote this fic keisjs (I always say this). Anyways, enjoy my fic ! 🫶🏻 (also I'm on the rollll I'm still on vacation LMAO I got really bored.. and horny so, once again, enjoyyy) - wrote this together w my bestie, she chose a plot - i only had the smut in mind upsi - tysm Lis for helping me ajisebs love youuu .

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction & does not represent in any way the reality of the member.

You were apart of ATEEZ, a well known group of outlaws, rebelled against the Strictland Government. They were some.. entities, which distrupted the initial normal world with all of their activities. Hongjoong, your captain, suddenly decided to part the whole team on small groups, of 2 people, because the latest mission almost failed tragically. He thought that it happened because we were too many in the same place. In the end, he chose Wooyoung to team up with you and.. neither of you were happy about it. In fact, you started bickering with both Hongjoong and Wooyoung, because for some reason Hj thought that you's be better off on a mission with Woo. Little did he know that you'd actually kill him even before the mission started if you had the chance.

You looked at Hj in disbelief.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I AM ON MISSION WITH WOOYOUNG?"

You let out a heavy sigh, giving a piercing stare to Wooyoung.

"WHY HIM, OUT OF ALL PEOPLE? Captain. Please... please... put me on another team.." you said pleading, almost begging Hongjoong, but to no avail.

"Nope, end of discussion. You are going to do as I said. You both have one hour to prepare and pack things. I already made a reservation for a hotel hot too far from here. We gotta stay united but not in the same place, it's too risky."

"Guess we'll need to tolerate each other, y/n. I won't try to kill you, I promise." Wooyoung said, giving you the death stare with a smirk.

Hongjoong left the room, giving you a stare. He tried so hard not to burst out laughing, knowing you were pissed at him for pairing you with Wooyoung.

And here you were, in your own, nice and little room... but private. In 2 hours you were gonna live with your death enemy, which happened to also be your teammate, in the same hotel room. Ironic, isn't it? How much you hated him, his face, his cocky and bratty attitude. Everything about him made you curse at him on a daily basis. But now, you were gonna be closer to him than ever. You didn't even know what to say about it... you were just.. in disbelief.

*2 hours later*

"Oookay guys. Here is your room, you only have one bed tho, we can't afford a bigger room for now. Please don't fight, don't try to kill each other and please, for fucks sake, don't bomb the place. Enjoy your time" Hongjoong said, letting out a small chuckle.

He knew sth you didn't know.

"Okay. Dissappear, please. I don't want to see you this early in the morning." you said to Wooyoung, staring him down. You took a cigarette out of your pocket and lit it, going om the balcony to ease your mood.

"We both know you love me, y/n, don't act like this" He said teasingly, approaching you slowly.

"Fuck you, don't piss me off. Go away! " you said, pushing him away.

"Fine. I'll be in the room if you need me" he whispered.

"Fuck off you bitch" you whisperer, not letting him hear you.

You took your phone out of the pocket and dialed Hongjoong.

"Joong please! I can't live with this brat! We've been in the same room for 3 minutes and we already started bickering! Please change the layout... " you pleaded.

But you didn't hear anything. Instead, he hung up in you, giving you the final answer.

"Oh cmon, you fucker" you said to yourself.

*several minutes later*

You decided to go back in the room after smoking quite a few cigarettes. After all, you were trying to distract yourself from the situation.

But it didn't last long.

"Huh? where the fuck did he go?"

"Well, better for me, I won't see his face for a while. Maybe he's planning to kill me? I wouldn't be surprised"

You later decided to go take a shower to ease your muscles after the mission you had 2 days ago, but to your surprise and horror.. you met Wooyoung's gaze in the hall, right besides the bathroom's door. He was halfway naked, t-shirt on the floor and only in his briefs. You were trying to look away but.. froze. You stared him from head to toe, stopping at his collarbones, then at his waist... his underwear. He was.. packing.

"For fucks sake, Wooyoung! What are you doing?" you finally said, after eye fucking him for a long minute.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Chill, I wanted to take a shower. Unless you wanna join me?" he said laughing, but seeing your flustered face made his gaze darken.

"Oh.. maybe you want to join me after all, judging from your stare, hm?" he said, approaching you.

"Fuck off! Don't you touch me, what the fuck!" you said and slapped him, looking horrified in his eyes at what you just did. You always bickered and fought with him but never in your right mind thought about hitting him.

"Ouu, feisty." he said and slammed your wrists to the wall, right above you.

"The fuck are you doing?!" you said trying to escape his grip but to no avail. He was strong.. and besides being strong you made him mad.

"Oh kitten, I've seen your gaze. You've been eye fucking me for a while, is that right?" he whispered right into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

*click*

He closed the door with his left hand. You had nowhere to go. But... did you want to leave?

"Wooyoung it's not funny, I hate everything about you."

He tilts his head at your words.

"Come again, darling? I didn't quite hear you."

"You're fucking annoying, don't get on my nerves" you said, squirming and trying to get away from his grip. But with every word and every sentence he was saying, your force dissipated and you were starting to give in... maybe you wanted him after all?

You had a window of freedom and took something out of your pocket.

"Ouuu, a knife? Are you trying to perhaps flirt with me?" he said smiling, tightening his grip on your wrists.

"Drop it. I can't guarantee your safety with that shit around me, y/n." he said and took it from your hands.

"Shut the fuck up"

"Make me, love"

You gulped. You never thought that your... death enemy would turn you on but.. here you are, arousal pooling in your panties and trying to keep your composure and not jump on him in that instant. He was staring you down, you could feel how his eyes were eating you right there. He closed the gap between your bodies, you could feel his briefs getting thighter against your thighs.

"Wooyoung.. ? The fuck are you doing?" You said flustered, looking at the bulge forming in front of you.

"Perhaps I want to fuck you or... leave you hanging? Either way... it's so much fun seeing you this flustered... you've never been like this. It makes me go insane" he said, leaning in, hovering his lips over your collarbones.

You didn't try to run away now. You almost fully gave in but... there was still something holding you back. Was he always like this? Was he.. always into you.. like this? All these thoughts were driving you insane as you felt your cunt wetting your jeans. Did you want to give in? Did you want to leave? Your body was telling you something.. while your mind was telling you otherwise. But... you wanted to give in. Truth is... you've always wanted to fuck him. To fuck the cockiness and brattiness out of him. To see him flustered, to find out why he's always been bratty with you and only you.

Though.. he continued before letting you say something.

"You know... the problem is.."

He said as he leaned in, staring at your lips with hunger and thirst.

"If I touch you... or kiss you... I don't think I'll be able to back off."

He said... waiting for the slightest response from you.

"Wooyoung -" you mustered your courage to say, touching his lip with your thumb after he loosened the grip on your hands.

He took that as a yes.

Wooyoung leaned in for a kiss, one of his hands holding your wrists above and the other one on your waist, all touchy.

"To be honest with you, y/n"

He stopped for a moment.

"I've always wanted to do this"

He said as he leaned in for a deeper, sloppier kiss. His hand going down to your ass, trying to feel you up in every way possible.

"I hate you, Wooyoung."

"No. babe. You hate the fact that you actually want me" he said, planting a kiss on your neck.

And that was it.. you were making out with your death enemy. Tongues interlocking, lewd sounds being heard in the whole room. His hands going down to your pants and your hands on his shoulders, he took you in his hands and put you on the washing machine in the bathroom. In the meantime, you could feel his hands all touchy around your waist. He was not that shitty, after all. He was waiting for you to fully give in before making any move that would make you uncomfortable. But as he said... you'd been eye fucking him for a while now.

You unzipped your pants and he took them off. His hands going back to your ass, now tugging at your panties. As soon as he touched your thigh, really close to your cunt, you flinched.

He stopped.

"Hm? why did you stop"

"You flinched. All good w me all over you?"

"Yes."

"Okay, good girl" he said. smiling.

"Fuck you, Wooyoung"

"Oh yes, please." he said and went in for a wild sloppy kiss, biting your lower lip while he took of your panties and bra. You were already bare in fron of him while he still had his briefs on... which you took care of in a second. You first started touching his tip through the cloth, feeling how hard it has gotten these past few moments. He didn't lie, after all. He really wanted to fuck you... judging from all the pre cum leaking through. You tugged at them and took them off only halfway before his cock sprung up out of the enclosed briefs.

You gulped.

"Hm? did you say something, love?"

"Are you... perhaps.. surprised?" he said, chuckling at the view he had. Your hand was resting on his dick, which was halfway out of his underwear. He was right... you were fucking surprised at how big he was.

"N-no" you said flustered. He could see the look on your face. You wanted to fuck him right there.

He left you sitting on the washing machine.

"Where the fuck are you going? Don't piss me off, you started this" you said, staring at him.

"Wait a moment, I'm just gonna do something" and as he finished talking, he turned on the shower.

"Oh, my fucking god." You gasped.

"Wooyoung.." you said but couldn't finish your sentence as he took you in his grip and dropped you off in the shower, the water dripping off your collarbones.

"Didn't you want to take a shower, woman? The fuck you looking at" he said before one of his hands went straight to your neck, receiving a choked whimper from you.

"Ooh, you're a cocky one, hm?" he said as you stopped showing him how much you wanted him.

"You're one to talk, Wooyoung" you said and right after you finished your sentence he pushed you on the wall, your breasts against the wall and your back arched for the man behind you.

"Stay still, babe." he said as he slapped your ass, holding onto it for dear life. He was resting his dick on your folds, rubbing against them for a moment.

"Fucking god.. y/n. I hate how good you feel"

He said as he pushed only his tip in.

"It makes me want to destroy the fuck out of you"

He said as he pushed himself fully into your cunt, receiving a loud moan from you.

"Wooyoung ! " you shouted, trying to hold onto something. He had other plans. He took your hair into a fist and with his other hand he held onto you, bottoming out with every single one of his thrusts. It hurt but oh god... you never thought he'd fuck this good. You were holding on for dear life, the wall slippery from the water running on you and your knees weak.

"I'm not even - oh"

"Sweating yet, babe." You said, stopping in the middle because of one of his thrusts.

"Is that really all you - g-got?" you muffled.

"Hm? You want more, huh? What a needy cunt you have." he said, burying his face into the nape of your neck, still holding on your hair, pulling it back. "Isn't this good to you, darling? Hm?" he said as he slowed down his thrusts, but going deeper as ever.

"Oh - my god" you whimpered, arousal dripping from your folds, as he pulled out for a moment.

"The fuck are you doing" you said annoyed, cause he stopped you from catching your high.

"You said you didn't even sweat so I stopped. I thought you meant I'm not good enough to you"

"You're a damn nuisance, Wooyoung. I can see your dick throbbing. Did you really want to stop?" you said, smiling at the view.

"Not your damn business. Quite a mouth you have, it seems like you need someone to put you in your place" he said as he manhandled you. He turned you around and pushed you on your knees, his cock on your cheek, rubbing on it while his hand was holding your hair.

"Got something to say, y/n? Are you finally.. quiet?" he said, looking down at you.

"Never, you fucker"

"Ohh, bratty. I love it" He said as he pushed his dick in your mouth, feeling it right in the back of your throat, tears swelling in your eyes. His dick was girthy... you could feel how it stretched your mouth so well. This brat also didn't let you adjust to his size. Having no room to breath, you were choking on his tip, but little did he care. He loved seeing you helpess, fucked dumb and being sucked by you.

When he pulled out for a short second you coughed, gasping for air.

"You're.. cute" he said chuckling, stroking your head while you had his dick on your lips.

"You bet" you said and you softly bit his tip, receiving a moan from him.

"Fuck you, y/n. This is how we are, hm? Fuck that hurt" he said, looking down at you, plotting something.

He kneeled and pushed you around. He wanted you to sit on all fours.

"Ass up, babe. On all fours. Turn around, on a side. Now." he said and even before having time to move, he manhandled you how he wanted. You were now sideways on your knees and hands.

"Suck."

And you obeyed. But little did you know he had completely other plans that you were bound to find out as soon as you felt the free hand, the one that wasn't holding your hair, on your spine right down to your ass. He used two of his fingers to spread out your wet, dripping folds. One of it rubbing on your clit, the other one slowly finding it's way in your cunt. He curled his finger inside you, making you arch your back and stop sucking him off. You gasped at the sensation.

"Damn, I never thought you'd be this hot sucking me off like the little whore you are. Wanna cum, hm? I can see it on your face. All flustered up and weak for me" he said, pushing two fingers inside you.

He was right, you were so close to finishing, barely standing on your knees. Your hands were slipping, trying to hold yourself up on his thighs.

"Stop" he said.

"W-what why" you said angrily, looking at him and gasping when he pulled out his fingers, your cunt clenching on nothing.

"You fucker, it's the 2nd time you've fucked with my orgasm. What's your problem, want me to kill you?" you shouted, weak in your knees as soon as he put his hand on your neck.

"Hmm.. maybe I love seeing you so desperate for me. For my dick, for my fingers. But... did you just say you'd.. kill me? Is that right, babe?" he said as he choked you, staring you up and down.

"We'll see about that. Get up and face me. Now." he said, waiting for you to obey.

He then lifted you up right on his dick, placing your hands on his shoulders. One of his hand was holding you from below and with one he was leaning against the wall, not letting your head hit the hard tile in the shower.

"Wooyoungh-h, I gotta-" you muffled.

"Use your words, pretty. I didn't quite understand"

"I gotta, mhhm, c-cum"

"Like, now" you said and let out a muffled moan, trying to look back at Wooyoung.

"Nu-uh babe, I didn't yet."

He stopped for only a second.

"Let's make a deal. Cum at the same time as me. Won't be that hard, right? I can see on your face that you're out of it. Now... cum." he said and started wildly thrusting into you, with so much speed and deepness, with the hand he was leaning against the wall on your clit, rubbing circles on it while closing the distance between you two.

It was like... what? the 3rd time you we're close to it and he was playing with you. But he wasn't a brat until the end and you both came, still thrusting into you so you could take up his load right up your cunt.

As both of you were coming down from your highs, he leaned down to put you down in the tiles and sat besides you.

"Y/n... I never thought this would happen but.. oh my god. You felt so good..." he said while giving you soft kisses on your forehead. He hovered the shower over you, washing you up. You've never seen that side of him. The nice, loving one.. but you loved it.

"Wooyoung.. when I tell you I GULPED when I saw you in the hallway. I was going insane !"

"Then.. up for a round 2?" he said laughing.

"Shut the fuck up, it's late and we need to wake up early as fuck!" you said, scoffing.

"Fine, fine. I'll pass on it tonight. But... what about tomorrow night? We could try the bed, too. It looks pretty sturdy." he said smirking.

"Wooyoung, for fucks sake! SHUT UP!" you said running out of the bathroom, your cheeks flushed from what he just said.

"Dammit, this fucker"

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARI MLL IM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS SENT OUT SO LATE HSJSJS. I FEEL SO BAD FOR NOT REPLYING EARLIER 😭 it was assessment week and istg everyday was just filled with assignments/exams/pracs etc. i just wanna go back to high school already!! i’m not mentally prepared for this ☹️☹️

UR SO REAL ABT THE JJK DILFS THO. like they’ve raised my standards up for men so high haksjsj. i so badly want, no, NEED a college bf! geto in my life to make my very own uni life a lil more bearable. HES SO BF CODED OMG 😻 okok but hear me out. geto playing guitar?? i repeat. GETO PLAYING GUITAR??? more specifically ELECTRIC GUITAR PHEWWW. i’m sorry it’s been plaguing my mind for the past few days but i so believe that geto can play guitar w ease. hsjsjsj guitarist! geto has me melting icl 😭✋ with his piercings nd tattoos nd the reading glasses he wears at home hshshshs. its not a want, it’s a need 😔

AHHH UR SO RIGHT ABT STEM GIRLIES AND LIBERAL ARTS GIRLIES HOLDING HANDS HSJJSJ. us stem girlies have sm respect for you guys 🙇‍♀️ from what i’ve heard, lit is a pretty tough major (i took lit as an atar subject back in hs and i FAILED LMAOO). plus lit girlies are so knowledgeable it js blows my mind away. like give me ur brain please 🙏

i’ve tried getting out of my reading slump (WE’RE GETTING THERE WOOHOO!!) like i’ve recently started little woman by louis may alcott (a classic ik idk why i’m even referencing it shshs) and so far it’s pretty good! sometimes the dialogue throws me off a little since it was written so long ago and my mind just goes blank as soon as i read anything that’s not modern day english (i’m talking anything published before the 2000s 😭). i watched the movie a while ago so i’m kinda excited to see if there’s any major differences between the books and the movies. apparently there are a few but i didnt listen in further bc i didn’t wanna spoil myself hahah. welp ig i’ll k when i commit to actually finishing the book.

i haven’t heard abt the travelling cat chronicles yet but i’ll sure be adding it to my tbr 🫡 I LOVE LOVE LOVE CATS SMMM!! ive always just preferred cats more than dogs idkk. speaking abt cats, i have two ragdoll cats hsjsjs. funnily enough, someone pointed out that they somewhat remind them of gojo 😹😹 whelp i fear that i might as well grow up to be an old cat lady hsjsj. not that i’m complaining tho 🤭 really out of the blue question but dy have any pets? 👀 i’m just curious hahah.

also thank u so so so much for the advice ari! i’ll definitely be checking out the summaries + quotes for any future books i wanna read. and nooo ur not incompetent at all, don’t worry!! and thank u sm for being so supportive bby i have sm love for you 💗 AND YEAH I AGREE, READING IS SM FUN WHEN YOU’RE NOT BEING FORCED INTO IT.

and aww the tags were absolutely no problem at all! ur geto drabble was written SO WELL. like ari bby you are so talented and i cannot emphasise that enough. you have a way with words and it’s so admirable!! ++ you nailed geto’s characterisation so well, i was genuinely in awe while reading it. ahhh i still think abt it even to this day!! cult leader geto plagues my mind once a week istg. SAME W HIM AND HIS DYNAMIC W SATORU. like hello?? every time i hear abt satosugu i wanna BAWL MY EYES OUT. they’re soulmates (both platonically and somewhat romantically?? idk if you can have both hahah). but omigosh they’re so tragic shskajsjs. brb i’m not crying, i’m chopping up onions!! !! !! 😃

OMG THAT RESEMBLANCE BETWEEN GOJO AND RHE KITTY CAT OMFDDHDH. someone tell me they’re twins and i’ll believe every. single. word. thank u sm for the treat ari, i hope ur day/night is going well!! i’m so sorry that this is long overdue but i genuinely LOVE talking to you bby <333 remember to take care of urself too! ilysm 💞🥹

p.s hes so fine i swearrrr 😍 i saw this on twitter and it’s been my roman empire ever since

UKIIIII MY BELOVED PLS FORGIVE ME FOR THE WAIT 😔😔😔 i’m finally here !!!!!!

first of alllll i hope your studies n work have gone well!!!!!! 🥺🥺 you know i’m always cheering you on hehe. i just have a month left n then i’m free but i’m not sure how it is for you :’3 i hope you’ll get to rest properly soon!!!!

ANDDDDDDDD GUITARIST!SUGU. GOOD GOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 your hcs of him made me LOSE it i hope you know that…… he’s literally so bf…… PLSSS PIERCINGS AND TATTOOS AND READING GLASSES ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 OUGHHH UKI I NEED HIM SO BAD….. he would strum his pretty guitar for you on nights you couldn’t sleep 🥺🥺 i just know he would!!!!! he’s such a loverboy…..

LIBERAL ARTS GIRLIES 🤝 STEM GIRLIES FR….. from my perspective stem subjects are a LOT more difficult i rlly can’t overstate how impressed i am by how much you guys study …… 😭😭 i’ve heard . horror stories abt it LMAO…..

AND THE BOOKSSSSS i’m so proud of you for trying to get out of your reading slump uki!!!!!! i actually haven’t read little women yet hehe, pls tell me if it ends up being good!!!!! i’ve heard great things abt it….. AND AND ANDDD i get you!!!! i think it’s important to pick books that are written in ways that you like!!! it’s easy to think that older books are like . harder to read and relate to but that’s usually more bc of the author than the time period!!! i prefer mine to be from around the 1800s-1900s and they aren’t difficult to understand at all!! some classics are super hard to get into bc of how just. Heavy they are writing wise (side eyeing shakespeare n dostoevsky rn) but others aren’t!!! one classic i absolutely adore is the stranger by albert camus, idk if you’re interested in existentialism but!!! the writing is very pretty :3

anyway anyway…. FELLOW CAT PERSONNNN i knew i could trust you!!!! and you have ragdolls!!! 🥺🥺 my current housemate has four of them LMAO and they all look like gojo ngl …. act like him too……. this little guy just follows me around n sleeps in my lap and yaps <33333

BUT YES i think you’d really love the travelling cat chronicles!!!! i read it so quickly bc it’s just. so lovely!!!! and pretty!!!!! and cute n sweet :(((( i love it lots!!!!! but it made me sob so much… so pls make sure you have tissues close by if you read it……

ANDDDD again 🥺🥺🥺 thank you sooooo much for being so sweet …. you rlly are too kind!!!!! i’m so happy you like my geto, i loveloveloveee yours too <33333 AND . YES. i cry over stsg all the time too…. sniffle……. they’re soulmates both platonically and romantically imo :’3 they just . belong together no matter what!!!!!! wish they weren’t so doomed by the narrative tho…..

THANK YOU SO MUCHHH FOR CHATTING W ME SWEETIE <33333 i hope you’re doing soso well!!!!! and i rlly am sorry abt how long you’ve had to wait for this response 😭😭 my brain has Not been braining correctly recently. but i adore you sb 🥺

[cheswirls]

once again 1098 stuff w a disclaimer that the RA is the most interesting thing abt one piece rn aside from the mystery of the void century. their drive and motivation match most of the core themes of op beat for beat. if this chapter broke my heart w every little reveal then next chapter is gonna be the nail in my coffin

ginny's sapphire disease has smth to do w seastone. VP mentioned earlier in the arc abt seastone's properties in an expansion of what was mentioned in skypiea. idk if they injected it into her or altered her DNA so that it formed in her body or if literally this is one giant clue to seastone being born from human DNA or whatnot. we still have no idea where the wg is getting it from!!!

where bonney has the mark is where her piercing is now tho. )':

i love. how op does the found family trope. it's so good. it's SO good!!! kuma rly is her dad blood related or so!!! it's like toko and yasuie!! that was her dad for the last few years of his life!! same thing! kuma raised bonney! it's so! so!!!! aaaaaaaaa

the fact that she's never left the church since such a young age is miserably heartbreaking.

when kuma asked her where she'd want to go if she could!!!!!!! aaaaaaaaa god not me realizing that save for a rock at TB kuma's only ever used his teleporting power on ppl to get them out of harms way. even in peronas case she was trying to flee TB so it counts. that's such. that's so tragic.

and ginny. )))): god how long do you think it took for betty to become east blue commander? was there anyone between her and ginny? how long do you think dragon sat on his hands abt that, knowing what happened to ginny and not wanting to risk anyone else, especially someone presenting as female???? how much do you think ginny's capture rocked the RA to its core? fisher tiger freed the slaves at mariejois 17 yrs before present, several years before ginny was captured. five years after ginny and kuma joined RA. do you think they inspired each other? do you think tiger took notice of all the chaos the RA was causing and decided he took could take matters into his own hands? do you think the RA viewed tiger as a martyr, as a symbol that the celestial dragons were not infallible?

kuma calling bonney's mark her jewels. and her epithet is born. god. i'm not crying you are

the last doctor looks so familiar but i can't place him. i don't think it's crocus but it would make sense that he's researched countless rare diseases in hopes of curing roger's.

is this roger's disease???? crocus said he had a stopgap fix for it so roger could finish his voyage so maybe that's what was given to kuma for bonney? it ticks all the boxes of 'inevitable terminal illness' but there's still questions unanswered if that's the case. was bonney's DNA altered along w ginny's and that's how she got it? surely it can't be contagious. is it hereditary?? that wouldn't explain ace if it's the same illness but would explain how bonney has it and no one aside from her mother has had it before (that we know of.)

what if. what if kuma let VP experiment on him in order to find a cure for bonney :( she did mention she's met VP before. and dragon has that connection w him.

aaaaaaaaa so much in this chapter. i feel so bad for ginny :((( guess that's why bonney was never targeted as a buckaneer. she never was one

i wonder if she would recognize luffy as the embodiment of nika. if she would if saturn mentioned the fruit's real name. if she says smth to him out of spite and jest and that's how luffy finds out what his fruit is called (and rly is)

1099 botta be so crazy insane

[streets-in-paradise]

Hi Lu!! How about E and J for the fanfic writer asks?

Hi, Chel!!! Thanks for sending some in!

E - What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

This is a complex question given the introspective sight it requires.

Personally, I think I tend to identificate with over burdened eldest brothers ( Boromir from lotr, Hector of Troy) or tragical sisters/daughters/ women in daughter - like positions to a male character ( like Eowyn from lotr )

Even since I was a kid I had a weird attachement to both Iphigenia and Cassandra from greek mythology. Across my fics in various fandoms I have sprinkled referenced metaphores to those two mythological figures in situations that justified it.

For example, in one Chucky fic I wrote working on the " teacher foreshadows through a lit class" slasher horror cliché, I developed a connection between Nica Pierce and Cassandra. Also, my longest fic to date is a still on going Troy (2004) canon character x reader prequel fic where the reader started originally inspired on Iphigenia before the fic grew too long in my mind and I developed her more properly.

When it's time to get very self indulgent or when it's all about comfort, for some reason I love to read or write the little sister with two protective bros dynamic. ( you already know this lol)

J - What’s your favorite fanfic trope? Have you written it?

I have a lot, but I will reference the ones i remember to have written about more frequently:

Friends to lovers

Child of a villian in love with a hero

Found Family, that can ( sometimes, but not always) be combined with Accidental Child Adquisition ( gotta stop giving children to Andy Barclay lol)

Chaotic siblings

Arranged marriage ( in historical or fantasy settlings, and I have a small list of characters i prefer for it)

Only one bed ( even tho not in a smut way, i overuse this one in Troy fics given the greeks live in tents. Same with bath scenes when character b assists character a and the scene exposes aspects of their relationship or growing feelings)

Anything involving a character singing to their loved ones, either in contexts that are romantical or platonical.

I know I have many more, but those are the ones i remember now.

Thank you so much again for asking!

[bubblewhale]

Im catching up on reading jjk manga so spoilers i guess - if there is still someone who truly hasn't been spoilt yet

Gojo vs sukuna is the most STRESSFUL shit i've ever read (and i know the outcome) how did anyone ever think he would win?? Any reading comprehension there? The whole setup is so tragic and dramatic with the date and megumi's body and everybody kicking him for good luck he is a literal sacrifical lamb

(Lots of gojo-jesus metaphors btw. I do think he'll somhow be reviwed in christmas chapter for the story symetry sake and if you don't know it's that one tiktok user theory that gege is writing a cyclical story and since he even matches up anime and manga i'm inclined to believe it)

Also last time i was this into fan theories was before tobi-madara-obito reveal...

And it does NOT seem like gege dislikes gojo to me - it feels like he's bluffing so we'd believe he'd really off him the confirmed death seems sus aswell to me

Also i love yuji he is my fav mc since naruto

Hot take - i don't care about yuuta at all lol i was mad at him for killing geto but he was reedemed by keeping his promise of not letting gojo kill his bff again

I love maki and i think that the twin thing with mai repeats the theme of a protagonist integrating their ego-shadow to get stronger/win ex yuji winning over mahito after he accepted him as "him"

Also sukuna is my most beloved and simpped upon viliain right up there with madara and i adore uraume i like the kitchen theory tho

I rly love geto too and i haven't liked a snarky plain brown hair brown eyes ponytail and pierced ears twink that much since SHIKAMARU i have ton of hcs for him

Hate hate kenjaku tho so glad he's offed

People being horny for choso, toji and nanami... even togo... i get it but it doesn't get me. I like higuruma and kusakabe and yuji and sukuna.

Also i don't rly get why gojo is most loved char ever lol. But ok

[taeyamayang]

hi pea!!! i am joining your 1k event!

I choose Suna from haikyuu. the numbers i choose are 7, 13 & 3. thank you!

I hope you are doing okayyy! Congratulations for 1k!♡

Can we do another entry too?

Ps: i hope it isnt angstt ending!😦

a/n: hello hello!! it's lovely to see you in my ask box 🥰 thank you for joining and i hope you like this one tho your last request may... not... (:

and yes! you may do another entry :D

• suna rintarou ; flings

• fall seasonㅡpumpkin patch

• hurt/sad/tragic ending

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fallen leaves, cinnamon dusted coffee, and long coats. fall could have been so much better if you were with him but unfortunately, as he said, he couldn't make it today. he told you that he has errands to run for the day. although, from the tone of his voice and the way his face crumpled in an expression you are unfamiliar with lets you know that suna may not like your idea; he's making up excuses not to come.

from how he reacted you figured that pumpkin picking may be the lamest first date for him. as the thought grows in your head, you begin to feel the embarrassment crawling up to your face. why did you have to ask him out to an event that does not fit his style?

on top of of that, you remember the way one corner of his lips tugs up, tongue rolling on his lips as he softy huffs. he hides a sneer behind the lid of the porcelain cup as he gazes at you through his lashes, eyes pierced through your unguarded state.

"i'm sorry but i am not free on that day and i just want to ask..." he trails off, cocking a brow as his face wrinkles to a look you are never fond of. "what do you think of us?"

his question gobbles your mind since the day he asked. you assumed that sharing intimate nights with him means that you have taken your relationship to the next level but with how he threw you off guard with his question coupled with a belittling a smirk on his face, you are gradually convinced that maybe you are being played.

but you also remember the candied words he said to you the same day you asked him out. he was sweet and his actions proved it but still you are bothered with doubts even though he told you that it's only you.

your sibling might have sensed your focus fleeting away from the pumpkin picking event. hence, they pulled your coat to get your attention. you shake off the negativity clouding your head and try to enjoy the event with your overly-excited younger sibling, which you find endearing.

not long, your attention was snatched by a vendor calling out for costumers and as you whip your head up, to your surprise your vision lands on a person other than the man behind the stall. his tall figure, slim yet well-built, hair roughly styled with gel, and his side profile that once made your heart beat so fast that it almost feel like it jump out of your chest. you can never be wrong.

suna?

what is he doing here? i thought he's busy-

your internal monologue was cut off when your orbs spots a woman next to him. her hand wrapped around his arm as she enchants him with beguiling eyes.

"kiss me, rintarou." she coos, pouting her lips as she gently wriggles her body in a flirty manner.

just as he was about to cave in, electricity shoots in your veins as your eyes meet. as you are stunned and unable to utter a word, suna keeps his eyes on you for a brief moment before leaning towards the woman. and as if he lacked mercy, he kisses her with eyes wide-open. without a sense of empathy, he watches your heart break into pieces, twisting it dry and dead until you no longer feel anything as he finally shuts his eyes to deepen the kiss with one arm pulling the woman closer to his body.

a/n: i've never written anything related to cheating nor toxic relationships 'cause i want to keep my works (as much as possible) light hearted BUT DAMN THIS *dramatically sucks air* i'm sorry yall but i... kinda enjoyed writing this gemdbs lmaoo

side note: genshin players, i couldn't be the only one who read "fallen leaves" in kazuha's voice, right? lol

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[ly-sona]

[❀] ❝ addiction 。park sunghoon ❞

❀ pair: sunghoon x fem!oc ❀ tags: tension, enemies/lovers, action, makeout (idk if its good tho) ❀ au: enemies (work for violent opposite parties) ❀ warnings: violence, blood, gore (minor), fighting, language, please tell me if i need to add more! ❀ word count: 1,483 ❀ status: completed 

they may be enemies meant to kill each other, but they were too addicted to care.

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The line of war was evident—clear as day and dark as night. Blood and death floated around the room as the few left remaining realized the sheer amount of bloodshed they’d caused. Used bullets littered the ground. Arrows pierced the now dead. Pools of blood formed around each body, staining the metallic floorboards a deep mahogany.

As the last few remaining dueled it out, two of the strongest stared at each other.

Park Sunghoon stood nonchalantly, confidence oozing out of his body as he stared at the girl in front of him. He found her ethereal when so determined, eyes clouding with a confounding desire. His icy skin and calculating eyes wouldn’t leave her as they circled around, waiting for each other to make the first move.

Jeong Hyera returned his gaze with a softened, underlying and border-line psychotic glare masked with a hint of determination and lust that remained even in such an unfated situation like this. Even when she knew one of them was about to meet a tragic end, she found herself heavily attracted.

They thrived for the danger.

They’d known since the beginning that their story would be tragic. They knew, but they were addicted. Addicted to each other, to their relationship, to the idea of risk—they were addicted to everything their relationship entailed.

“Are you gonna come at me, love? Or will you just stand there with that lovely gaze of yours?”

Hyera only rolled her eyes at him, tightening her stance as she got ready to fight.

“We seem to always meet like this, Park,” she voiced, her soft voice resonating within Sunghoon’s ears.

He was addicted to the sound of her voice, soft and filled with raw emotions even at times like this. Her confidence only fueled him more—fueled this unconscious attraction for each other.

They were like two magnets, meant to move toward something stronger but too attached to leave.

“How many times has it been now?” she questioned, a look of feigned ponder fluttering onto her face. “Seven? Eight?”

Sunghoon chuckled, finally bringing out his knife. They had to fight sooner or later—the secrets of their relationship couldn’t be disclosed to either side.

“You must love me a lot to be keeping count, Jeong,” he teases, getting in a more offensive stance.

He wasn’t going to back away from this fight, just as he hadn’t backed away before—every time they met.

Maybe they were so insane that they enjoyed being enemies.

Hyera made the first move, tired of waiting through the thick tension they tended to thrive in. She delivered a double kick before gracefully spinning, striking her black dagger right toward Sunghoon’s heart. He quickly dodges, smirking before stopping her hand. Easily, he pushes her back, opting to catch her off guard by knocking her off her feet. Hyera narrowly dodges, going for a more elaborate fake by striking near his vital points. They tumble, spin, toss, fall, get back up, and even lunge for each other.

Hyera ends up chasing him into another room, fighting him with every ounce of power she could.

They never held back when they fought, always aiming for a true kill.

Eventually, Hyera tried to get his heart once again, lunging at Sunghoon. His hand instinctively stopped the motion, tightening his grip to make sure she had no power to push forward. The dagger had made it much closer than the first, resting above his heart.

The air around them froze.

The time seemed to slow as Hyera slowly looked up to his face, breath hitching at the beauty his handsome features held. He returned her stare with two times the intensity, clutching her hand tighter and pulling her closer.

The distance between the two was practically nonexistent, tension heavy within the air. Both of them tuned out the other voices around them, focusing only on each other. Sunghoon’s gaze was hooded as his eyes flickered between her eyes and lips.

The were trapped in their positions, neither putting in effort to move away from their positions. Instead, Hyera only moved closer, slightly leaning on her toes to elevate herself as she tilted her head up. Her gaze matched his once again as Sunghoon towered her, no matter how much she elevated herself.

Hyera leaned closer, barely feathering over his lips, causing tingles throughout their bodies from the practically nonexistent touch. They could feel every breath the other released, every movement the other made. They’d forgotten their surroundings, falling deep within the moment.

Sunghoon leaned in as well, finally reciprocating the movement by pressing his soft, plump lips against hers. Hyera’s grip on the dagger loosens completely, falling from the hand was resting against her side before snaking around his neck. His right hand wrapped around her waist loosely, his palm hovering above her waist. His left hand had done the same—only the grip on her waist was tight, possessive, and risky.

Instinctively, Hyera’s right leg lifted from the ground, wrapping around Sunghoon as she tried to move closer—as she tried to close the already minimal distance between them. She bit his lips, taking over the kiss instead. Her tongue glided over his bottom lip which only caused his grip to impossibly tighten.

They should’ve pulled back by now for even the slightest grasp of air, but they didn’t. Hyera could see the stars dance in her eyes, black spots slowly filtering in with each passing moment. Only when their throats begged for oxygen did they pull back for a millisecond, hooded eyes meeting before he attacked her again.

She knew she could’ve attacked him now. She knew she should’ve before someone walked in. She knew she should’ve distanced herself from him—he was only toxic and risky within her lifestyle. What could she do, though? She was addicted to him.

Once again, Sunghoon pulls back, shifting his right arm as he lingers for longer than usual.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

The question startled Hyera, and she pondered on it for much longer than she thought she would. In a situation like this, most people would find the question to be suggestive, but she knows it’s much deeper than that.

He’s asking if she really was stupid enough to trust him.

Maybe she was. But, she wouldn’t tell him that—she didn’t need him to be cockier than usual. She knew she could never trust him fully, though. She could never understand what his next plan was. He was too unexpected. One moment, he’d be kissing her like they’d never meet again. The next, he would be shooting her in the leg. Sometimes, she returned the favor as well.

“No,” she stated, her tone wavering as she still tried to regain her drastically depleted breath.

Sunghoon nodded his head, still holding her just as close as he seemingly contemplated. That look of pondrance, though, quickly transformed to a smirk.

“Good.”

“Fuck!”

She was an idiot.

How did she expect the Park Sunghoon, her enemy with benefits, to leave her perfectly unharmed. They were enemies in their line of work—he couldn’t leave her without anything. And sometimes, it would be the opposite—sometimes, she’d shoot his shoulder.

As of right now, a knife was lodged in her leg, left in there as courtesy to make sure she doesn’t bleed to death before she reaches her allies.

Idiot, Hyera.

Unlike Hyera, who dropped the dagger in the spur of the moment as all thoughts left her mind, Sunghoon tightly gripped the knife in his right hand, hovering it a meager distance away from her hips.

She should’ve known right then.

“Damn it! Sunghoon!” she voiced out, her voice determined to mask the pain with staggering annoyance.

She immediately started cursing him out as she tried to figure out a comfortable position to stand and walk on. Her curses only multiplied when the pain struck through her spine, causing her to screw her eyes shut before reopening them.

Sunghoon only shrugged. He had to do his job, and that’s what he did. That what he always did. How else could he come back to the girl he was addicted to?

“Sorry,” Sunghoon spoke as he walked away from her. His voice resonated within the room, the nonchalant tone carried throughout the minor echoes. “Just doing my job.”

Even if she was annoyed that she’d gotten injured, Hyera couldn’t help but marvel at him as he moved to leave the room, completely unharmed. The risks weren’t normal for them—they were lethal. Yet, they both still chose to stay.

“Fuck,” she muttered under her breath, forcing herself to look away and pay attention to her leg for at least a moment.

I’ll get him back next time, she thinks.

Sunghoon paused at the door, turning to look at her again with a small grin that bordered a smirk—Hyera couldn’t tell as her vision slightly blurred from the pain.

“Till we meet again, love.”

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unedited

started and finished—10/17/2021

a/n: hahahha why do i feel embarrassed writing this one—ALSO if i missed any tags or warnings please do tell me cause i highkey suck at that

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[dabisqueen]

Pfft okay I have two embarrassing/tragic moments that come to mind right away—was gonna go anon for this but fuck it it’s fine. Both involve blood tho so…

1. (Milder) my ex went to slap my face during sex (and like had been listening when I was like it’s okay to hit me hard I’m chill with it) but he misaimed and hit too close to my nose… made my freshly pierced nose (like only a week or so so still sore as is) start bleeding —also did something similar bout a year earlier with my freshly pierced tragus

2. Right when I started dating my ex, it was like covid time and we were both taking uni classes but like they were all online and we didn’t have to have our vids on so I was like shit… what if I just like sucked you off while you were in class… (I hadn’t yet in the relationship yet and I’m pretty proud of my head game so I’m like lemme show off). AND WOULDVE BEEN FINE!! But like he’s uncircumcised and right when I put it in my mouth he jerked his hips up too fast and I wasn’t expecting it so I hadn’t opened my mouth enough for that and it pulled on the skin and basically he ripped the skin a little bit and he started bleeding SO MUCH. We couldn’t have sex for three weeks and I was TRAUMATIZED—couldn’t bring myself to try to do it again for months

KAZE!!!!

What...?

How...?

I mean... omg, I should just make this a blog about most embarrassing moments during sex.

Haha... I'm so sorry! For both of you. Here, lemme hug u 😘😘😘

Gawd, I love u so much!

💙💙💙

Tell me your most embarrassing sex moment

[buoyantsaturn]

Oh my god the no love au description thing was so fun to read would you consider doing one for the baby driver au (for uh, no reason)

OKAY BYE

haha yeah for no reason yep <3

NICO. i wouldn't necessarily say that his hair is LONG like it probably isnt even shoulder length but a little bit shaggy. MAYBE long enough to pull back into a little stubby ponytail but it certainly won't last long. for the most part he only owns long pants and long sleeve shirts so any short sleeve shirts he wears are wills or something he wears only in private (like to sleep or lounge in). tragically no ripped jeans for him in this au, i know it's like his whole character </3 he might have had one or two tattoos pre-accident but with so much scar tissue they're not really recognizable anymore and he hasnt gotten more. might have his ears pierced but only the once and would probably only wear studs in them at most. poor guy is so fricken bland in this au. hes like a businessman grim reaper.

WILL. that boy is in College. yes he has money no he will not buy new clothes if he doesnt have to. what nico lacks in ripped jeans in this au, will makes up for in wearing the same pair of jeans for 3 years straight until they are falling off of him. the holes in his jeans have holes. he's a thrift store shopper. yes he still wears plaid shirts that's a requirement for his character. yes he bought all of them at thrift stores except for one or two that probably belonged to his dad 20 years ago. his shoes look nasty as hell the mud is like straight up stained on there. he probably had white converse hitops that he drew on but you cant even see the drawings anymore bc those shoes are just so fricken nasty. he probably got a bunch of different piercings during his "finding himself" period and maybe a tattoo or two but nothing special / nothing he particularly really likes, so at least the tattoos are hideable and he doesnt ever really wear anything in the piercings. probably wears so many fricken bracelets tho. like those little woven string bracelets and things that he got while he was backpacking through europe. in every country, he got something for himself and something for his mom, and the thing for himself was always a bracelet but half of them were like the kind you have to tie on so he can't ever get them off

[untaintedtea]

oc profile

Tagged by @yennas a few months ago lol thank you! I'm doing it for Ririka bc I thought I did a basic profile thing for her before but never did? and bc the parents thing made me actually think about her mom lol. Tagging @dani-dear​ (hello I am Looking at ur recent character art) @elmha @euxiom @maybeimawhale @yenanng um idek anymore bc I haven't been around much so pls lemme know if you want tags bc I wanna finish a few more this month if possible haha

GENERAL

name: Ririka Shepard alias[es]: none (but yeah Allison Gunn I guess lol) gender: female age: 29-32 birthdate: 11 April 2154 place of birth: Mindoir hometown: some town in Mindoir spoken language[s]: Galactic, whatever's taught in the N7 linguistics program (I assume council race major languages)... old meme so I don't ramble sexual preference: bisexual occupation: Alliance Commander, likely other(s) bc I don't think she can just go back to that soon after ME3. Won't list any tho bc I mostly joke and don't know which would actually happen

APPEARANCE

eye color: dark brown hair color: dark brown, dyed pink. Roots show in ME3 since she stopped maintaining it height: 5'7"/171cm scars: highest renegade scarring everywhere. Prior to this she had a scar on the left side of her mouth, one diagonally across her right cheek, and a slash on her forehead under her bangs so you never see it. She probably has a bunch of regular small/light scars everywhere but they're insignificant. Also stretch marks everywhere if that counts lol

FAVORITE

color: sap green (on the darker end -- like the oil paint from Winsor & Newton/Gamblin) hair color: dyeing her hair pink in ME2 made her happy bc her mom didn't let her dye her hair but I don't think she has a preference really; it's only ever natural or pink song: probably something classic but I don't have wide knowledge of that outside the compositions everyone knows so idek lol food: steak. I actually don't think she cares too much about specifics for once drink: gyokuro, Kenyan Tinderet, and either whiskey/gin idek which she prefers more

HAVE THEY

passed university: no. I think she'd like to go sometime though; she was preparing to go before the Mindoir raid happened had sex: yes had sex in public: I wanna say no but she gets stupid horny so. maybe lmao gotten pregnant: no (she's infertile) kissed a boy: yes kissed a girl: yes gotten tattoos: no gotten piercings: yes been in love: yes (but she won’t admit it lol) stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes

ARE THEY

a virgin: no a cuddler: no a kisser: no scared easily: no jealous easily: no dominant: yes submissive: yes in love: yes (but will deny it) single: no (see above lskdjf. Trolling the news outlets who have the audacity to ask tbh)

RANDOM QUESTIONS

have they harmed themselves: yes thought of suicide: no attempted suicide: no wanted to kill someone: yes have / had a job: yes have any fears: failure, people she loves dying…and probably getting married, which she never wants to do anyway so it's super irrational, but we love an irrational fear

FAMILY

sibling[s]: three older brothers, deceased. The age gap between her and the eldest is pretty big (like ~18-20 years) parent[s]: Kazuhiko Morinaka and Tatyana Shepard (they're married but nobody changed their name), deceased. Ririka has her mom's name just because she said so when asked about the surname on the birth certificate. Tbh I don't think about her mom much since in every other universe she dies when Ririka's born, but I think she's a pretty cool and fun person (basically unlike Ririka, who personality-wise takes more after her dad. Tragic since she doesn't like him much lmao. But she shares many interests with her mom, like cats, chess, flowers, music, etc) children: none significant other: Kaidan Alenko, Miranda Lawson pets: Kalinka II the cat, the space hamster, all the aquarium fish

(PS: I don't think I ever mentioned it on here but I didn’t take the thing about Ririka being unable to have kids from Yen; I’ve had her like twice as long as I’ve known Yen. I took it from Ushio from Shinshi Doumei Cross/Gentleman's Alliance Cross instead LMAO anyway just didn’t want u 2 think otherwise ok bye)

[incorrect-koh-posts]

Adventures in Kingdom of Heaven Fanfiction 1 / ? : Fandom characterisations

Soooo ... yeah. Story time.

On occasion, I like to indulge myself in fanfiction. Which means, more or less, that I have read an ungodly amount of it. So one day, inevitably, I went online to see what the KoH fandom had in store for me.

Quite a lot of stuff, it turned out - and some of it quite entertaining. But whether "good" or "bad" writing, throughout my reading I noticed certain patterns of characterisation that permeate basically all the fics, and I, at least, happen to find them quite hilarious.

Before we start, though, I want to preface this by saying that I do not mean to drag anyone's writing in this post, which is why I will not mention specific authors or titles. Like fanfiction, this is done purely for fun and - despite my somewhat dry tone - not meant to be derogative or taken overly seriously.

That said - I hope this gives you a giggle or two :)

Balian: tortured, brooding sex god (so basically the same thing canon would have him be, just not quite as bland)

Baldwin IV: you won't believe it - tortured, brooding sex god! ... who has a weird tendency to fall madly in love with female time travellers ... Alternative takes on him are: semi-angelic, endlessly wise being that is above the concerns of these petty mortals ... OR poor little leprous baby that seems to have an affair with every knight at court (chief among them ... *drum roll* ... Balian and Tiberias)

Hospitaller: who is he, fanfic doesn't know him

Tiberias: either perpetually angry, crotchety old man OR snarky-but-secretly-soft seducer of people who are half his age ... or even less (does that surprise us? no. does that make him tortured brooding sex god #3? maybe)

Guy: rarely shows up; if he does, his two personality traits are "incompetent" and "bitch" (tho I have to say ... they're not wrong)

Reynald: see above, but with worse hair

Sibylla: either brooding, whimsical and mysterious OR has an incestuous relationship with her brother (as you do 🤷‍♀️)

Baldwin V: cute little scamp uwu (female OCs and time travellers love him!)

Godfrey: if he shows up - which he rarely does (except to die tragically, so Balian and his designated love interest have a reason to cuddle) - he's usually like Tiberias, only marginally less grumpy and with a weird fixation on his arrow-pierced testicle ... OR, in those old 2005 fanfics, he has an incestuous relationship with his son (lovely, right?)

Salah ad-Din: rarely shows up, usually just a faceless threat on the horizon (seriously, there is like one story that features him in a prominent role) ... OR is gay for Baldwin IV (yes, really)

Salah ad-Din's sister: whomst???

Nasir / Imad ad-Din: rarely shows up, but if he does he's always very polite and poetically inclined and sometimes even manages to score with the girls if they haven't already been snatched by somebody else (*cough* King Baldwin *cough*)... OR he has a thing going on with Balian

Bonus: this wonderful, much-needed piece of information our favourite Leper King gives us about himself ...

... and this marvelously concise characterisation of the Count of Tripoli

[mccall-me-maurice]

Here’s a headcanon list because I haven’t made a proper one apparently ((under the cut because it’s super long shsjsjjsjsjs))

Jack

Definitely Scottish and that’s why he was called ugly

Comes from a stupidly wealthy and high class family

The oldest out of everyone, also the tallest after puberty

Has 6 siblings in total, making them a family of 9

Head of the debate team because he can carry a debate for 35365382 years

He LOVES 80s rock music and wouldn’t tell a soul

Is very self conscious because of his fathers words to him but will never admit it

Has an emotionally abusive father, who divorced his mother and remarried his physically abusive and homophobic stepmother

Jack is hella dyslexic and i will stand by the fact that he struggles with reading

Ralph

GLASSES. HE DESPERATELY NEEDS THEM TO READ

Has a lot of beauty marks on his face

He’s also very much French and will speak it when he’s really really mad because he finds it easier

Born on Halloween (October 31st) and plays the “it’s my birthday, you can’t be mean to me” card when someone insults his costumes

Very athletic. Like VERY ATHLETIC. Captain of the schools soccer team

Also the student council president and kind of a suck up to the teachers lmao

Really good at violin because he got pressured by his father to play an instrument

His mother passed when he was 10-12, leaving him alone with his father who just tries his hardest to parent a sarcastic teenager

Listens to Taylor Swift and Avril Lavigne

Pyromaniac 100%. Loves fire and will light candles whenever necessary

Simon

Helps his mother run her flower shop and spends after school hours working there

Usually holds the parties the choir throws because he’s the most social and his parents are very friendly

Has epilepsy and faints very frequently

A huge fan of musicals, specifically Grease, Dirty Dancing, and Hairspray

Rarely spends time indoors, he’s usually out biking by the park or walking around with someone

Paints rocks and gifts them to people when he thinks they’re feeling down

Roger

Huge emo phase as a teenager. Lip piercing, ear piercings, eyeliner, MCR, the whole 9

Comes from a Russian background and taught himself how to speak it to remind himself of his parents

An orphan and lives alone, both parents dying in a tragic accident

Spends most of his time with Jack or Simon, probably being a bad influence

He does have a soft spot for certain choir members and has fought on their behalf before (Simon, Robert, and Henry)

Has a pet black cat that he cares for with his life because it was the one thing that survived the accident

Sam

Super smart, like takes chemistry and advanced classes because he dedicates his time to his education. He usually does Eric’s homework for him

Fluent in German, Italian and English and was born and raised in Germany. However, he is best at English

Hates birthdays because he doesn’t understand the big deal around them

Gets very anxious in social situations and usually comes off as extremely awkward

Once dyed the tips of his hair a soft pink but quickly got rid of it because he was teased for it

Younger than Eric by a total of 12 minutes, which Eric uses to his advantage

Into super cheesy Romantic Comedies because he’s a sucker for a happy end

Maurice

ITALIAN. LIKE VERY ITALIAN SO VERY ITALIAN. A PASTA BOY

Born on April fools day so roger calls him a joke

His closet is somehow made up of flannels and two t shirts and he still wears different clothing every day

Uses different humour styles on different people because he wants to make everyone laugh

Very into affection, even if it’s from friends. He’s heavily touch reliant

Also really smart but plays it off as though he isn’t

Eric

Sarcastic little boy

Very easily picks up on languages. He’s fluent in German, English, Italian, French, Spanish, and Japanese

Not as smart as Sam, in fact he majors in art and his parents are like hey what the fuck you vs Sam?

Really likes the nighttime over the daytime

Not very open about his emotions which leads to a lot of bad things

Spends most of his time around Sam and cracking jokes. He also makes fun of Ralph very often

Robert

Comes from a family of 7, most of them being younger so he plays older brother a lot

Likes his popcorn burnt and nobody knows why

Very persistent, he never gets bored of doing anything

Percival’s older cousin so he’s very protective of him

Generally friends with everyone, despite Jack and Ralph not getting along

Not the best student but really doesn’t care enough to work on his grades. He has potential but wastes it

A sci-fi nerd and will ramble about it

He’s still baby tho, I love him

Piggy

Heavily relies on Ralph for anything even slightly aggressive

Helps his auntie run the sweet shop and spends most of his free time there

Is also extremely smart but everyone is aware of it

Used to be a boy scout because I said so

His name is Peter, that’s generally agreed on though

[fishoutofcamelot]

Yves Montand's les feuilles mortes is Merwen as Gwen ages and becomes old, memories flitting in and out of her consciousness as Merlin tends to her last moments on her death bed, her hand caressing his cheek as she says the final goodbye. Merlin clutches into her hand tight, his shoulders tremored as he sobs, losing his last friend and lover.

Dude it’s MY job to make people sad about Merwen! If you keep this up, I’ll be out of a job!!! And I can’t afford that in this tragic fandom economy.

Ngl tho, you’re absolutely right about the vibes. Although if I might add, I also kinda get a reincarnation vibe from it too.

The scene: France, 1947. WWII is finally over. Merlin, or Michon Epinette as he goes by now, is walking down a wet cobblestone street. His face is sullen. As he walks, hands stuffed into his pockets and head bowed, flashbacks are interjected into his mind. Brief snippets of his time in Camelot - meeting Arthur, hanging out with the knights, saving the kingdom. But above all, his time with Gwen. All the memories and laughs and tears they shared together. 

The flashbacks increase in frequency the further along he comes, only now they’re all focusing on Arthur’s death, Leon and Gaius and Percival’s deaths, until only Merlin and Gwen remain. Until Gwen ages and dies too, until Merlin is left weeping over her dead body. But in none of the memories do any of their faces appear. The faces and appearances of his loved ones are just some of the many things he’s forgotten after all these years, much to his distress.

Merlin shakes his head to force the memories away, and enters a bar. It’s pretty empty. Everyone is fairly quiet aside from the clanking of glasses and occasional murmurs here and there - and on the stage, a slow, morose jazz performance.

He sits down at the bar and gets a drink, watching the performance and trying not to cry over how deeply the mournful lyrics speak to him. It’s the 1400-year anniversary of Gwen’s death, and it stings just as intensely now as it did back then.

The woman singing wears a yellow dress that is elegant yet simple, back exposed and black gloves deftly holding the microphone. Her own eyes are tearful, she herself affected by her own lyrics - Les Feuilles Mortes, now that he thinks about it - and if not for some impressive self-control then her elaborate makeup might have been running.

But looking at her face, her dark, gentle face and deep brown eyes, a most profound sense of deja vu settles into his gut. As if he should know her somehow. 

But Merlin has lived for many, many years, and has met many, many people. If he’s met her before, he doesn’t remember, and likely never will. And besides, it was probably nothing important.

Still, the clenching of his heart pulls him to her. As if something terrible will happen, as if he’ll suffer a loss worse than he can ever imagine, if he doesn’t hold her in his arms this very moment.

Instead of sweeping her up and never letting go, Merlin waits for the song to end, politely applauds, and then greets her as she sits down at the bar stool next to him. Another performer walks onto the stage in her place.

They speak in French as she asks if she’s seen him before, a puzzled look creasing her features. He says that he’s just got one of those faces, and reaches out his hand to shake hers. He introduces himself using his current alias, Michon Epinette, but his ribcage screams at him to tell the truth. To tell her that his name is Merlin. He ignores the impulse.

She calls herself Guinevere Laurent, and oh how his heart aches at the familiarity of it. Another Guinevere, just as kind and soft as his own had once been. He commends her performance, admits that it had made him cry, and she tells him it has that effect on people - especially those who have recently suffered a loss. 

Ms. Laurent asks him who he’s lost, then gets flustered as she apologizes for being so forward. He instead tells her that he lost a great deal of friends. Everyone he’s ever known and loved is dead now.

“The war?” she surmises.

“Yes,” he says, because while they’re not thinking about the same war it’s still true.

She sips from her cocktail glass. “I lost a great deal of friends to the war as well. My brother Elouan, my best friend Lazare, and my father Thomas. Normandy, all of them.”

He shrugs. “If they had to die at war, at least it was Normandy.” Then, flustering - “Oh no, I’m so sorry! That was so insensitive of me. I didn’t mean -”

Ms. Laurent - Guinevere - shakes her head. “It’s fine. You’re right, though. Normandy is...heroic. As good a place to die as any. I just...I just wish they hadn’t had to die in the first place.”

Merlin has nothing to say to that, so he doesn’t. And the two of them sit there at the bar counter, nursing their cocktails - which are, coincidentally, the exact same - and ruminate over their respective losses. Guinevere Laurent is likely thinking about the second world war, and Merlin is thinking about Camlann. And both of them are thinking about after. What happens next. Where they go from here, when everyone they care about is six feet under.

While the similarity in names is likely a coincidence, Merlin can’t help but feel drawn to this Guinevere too. She speaks and acts and feels so much like the one he lost that his chest burns with sorrow. But also, perhaps, with something else too. Something he hasn’t felt in a long time.

Hope.

Merlin ventures out his broken heart and cracks a joke, trying to lighten her spirits. For the life of him, he will never be able to remember what the joke is, but it does its job in making a tentative smile splash onto her face. 

Warily, with an uneven and rough voice, she murmurs out a joke of her own. He won’t ever be able to remember that one, either, but he laughs just as quietly and genuinely as she did.

After an hour their laughter has transformed into something loud and unending, and it fills up the entire bar with an orange, jovial mood. Other people are talking amongst themselves with more liveliness than they had before, and now Merlin and Guinevere are not the only people smiling in here. Even the scrunched-faced bartender is cracking a grin.

It feels familiar. It feels like he’s been in this situation before - laughing with someone as loudly as possible to chase away their mutual pains, until their desperation turns into sincerity and sincerity into passion. 

For one glorious evening, Merlin allows himself to exist in a fantasy world where Gwen isn’t dead, but sitting right next to him. It’s weird and wrong, for sure, but he can’t help pretending that Guinevere Laurent and Guinevere Pendragon are the same person.

The crowd raucously, drunkenly cries out to Guinevere for an encore, begging her to give them another song. She shakes her head and says she’s done for the night, and all her songs are too sad anyway, but the crowd remains insistent. 

Merlin nudges her shoulder with his own. “You can do this, Gwen.”

And for some reason, just locking eyes with him is enough for her to acquiesce.

She dusts off her dress and reluctantly shuffles onto the stage once more, and the current performer steps aside to let her have the microphone.

Guinevere discusses something with the people manning the instruments, and after a moment they appear to reach an agreement of some kind. 

As the music swells to life, she casts one final glance at Merlin. He nods encouragingly, and she nods back, then closes her eyes and begins.

“Je suis seul ce soir,” she sings in a soulful cadence.

He loses himself in the music, lets the medieval nostalgia consume him like a snake devouring a field mouse - and just as the snake’s venom strikes the mouse, so too does a heartbreaking realization strike Merlin.

He called her Gwen. He referred to Guinevere Laurent as Gwen, his Gwen.

But she’s not. She’s not his Gwen.

His Gwen is dead, and she’s not coming back.

Suddenly, the whole world flares harshly at him. The lights are too modern and bright, the music is too loud and lively, the crowd is too busy and young. And Guinevere Laurent stands on the stage, eyes closed as she sings from the heart. 

And it’s not Gwen. It’s not Gwen, it’s not Gwen, it’s not Gwen, and the reminder of this truth is a slap to the face. Gwen didn’t dress like that, didn’t speak that language, didn’t sing in French bars or drink cheap cocktails. 

Gwen died. She died in pain, and she died gasping for air, and she died pushing him away in fear because her senile mind could not recall who he was. She died afraid, surrounded by faces and places she didn’t recognize, tearfully asking for a brother who had been dead for decades.

But even despite with all the differences, Guinevere Laurent looks so horribly similar to Gwen, back when she was young and innocent. The similarities, the memories, are enough to shatter whatever shaky pieces of his heart he had managed to cobble together.

Merlin presses a trembling fist to his mouth as tears pierce their way through his eyes, clouding his vision and sapping his body of any resolve it might have had. 

He fumbles out of the bar to get away from it all, lest the agony bubble out of him like blood. The cold air stings his cheeks, but the bitterness of it provides a momentary distraction from the memories left behind in the bar.

Determined to find some other hole-in-the-wall at which to drink and forget forget forget, Merlin stumbles away, not even bothering to wipe away the curtain of tears shuttering his face.

But back in the bar, Guinevere Laurent begins to remember things. As the melody holds up her heart, as the fondness that ‘Michon’ had born within her chest lifts her ever higher, flashes of a distant life spark in her mind. 

A boy with an impish grin, stuck in the stocks but still shaking her hand. A young man with a colourful scarf, sitting on a hill and braiding flowers into her hair. A friend, back pressed to hers as they both hold swords and fight to defend their kingdom. A companion, holding her wrinkled hands and helping her get up the stairs.

The name whispers into her mind. Merlin.

But as the final notes of Seule Ce Soir  rumble to an end, as Guinevere opens her eyes in the hopes of soaking in the rays of her old friend’s presence, she finds no sign of Michon - Merlin - and instead a vacancy in his place. 

Thanks for the ask! <3

[archival-staff]

thinking a lot about jon’s story and how truly tragic it is that he essentially stumbled into everything and how much he both tried to stop things and just let things happen and how much both of those hurt the people around him (putting under readmore bc it got long. note: does include a small comment abt my hc as cane-user jon! its just a side comment tho as this is v minimally edited and got away from me also heads up for it being written in second person!)

you, a traumatized child who found comfort not in the empty embrace of those who were supposed to love you but in the smile of a girl who lived without fear and how you wished you could do the same. How that smile turned hollow but how could you blame her, after all she’s just another person supposed to love you. And so, change is required and friends are lost and gained in turn, and you are drawn back to that time you watched your tormentor go to his doom and remember how all at once you were complicit and helpless in it and are thus drawn to an institute. It is similarly cast off in the eyes of academia, and you wonder whether the eyes on your back that when you turn disappear are from the cane in your hand or the scars in your heart, or if they’ve just seen you from the start. Your interviewer asks strange questions with piercing eyes, but this is a strange institution after all. You answer “I do not know” to the question of belief, to which your silver-eyed adversary (Adversary? No, that’s not right. He is simply a potential employer, though that thought does not quell the knot in your stomach.) replies “Would you like to?” The flash of cobwebs in your eyes and the shape of a square book in your hands weighs heavy as you all but choke out a yes. They have not left by the time you are standing to shake your new boss’ hand. 

There is confusion, and joy, and fear all the same. Everyone here holds a lock closed around a part of themselves, just as you. Still, you feel eyes on you. Then there are birthdays, and promotions, and friends in earnest, and holiday parties, and a few of your own locks are released. Never the one that sent you here; only visible in small jumps and cries and an assistant’s mug and paper. It is comfortable, down here. With your small group, though you do not forget the whispers of your predecessor you heard when you were with a more populated crowd, before your unexpected career shift. You keep these with you as you begin the seemingly endless task of righting her wrongs and are faced with your first step into the descent. 

The system becomes routine, after a while, no one willing to admit what the tapes mean for these statements, or for the people within. Each of them came to the institute, each of them after leaving were, well, you hope that writing it down had some benefit to them. You still feel the eyes on you; even down here, even this long in, you cannot shake them. Your shaky yes in that interview has strengthened to a firm answer, now. You knew since that day that things weren’t… right, but now you want to know just how many ways things can be wrong. And eventually, slowly, so, so, slowly, that want becomes a need and that need becomes certainty. And with that certainty comes fear, and worms. 

Suddenly your nerves, both psychologically and physiologically, are wrecked, and so are your assistants’, and somehow this is your fault, you are certain. This certainty begs to fester, like worms writhing under your skin, and you are once again complicit and helpless to stop it. You are seeing enemies where there are friends until your friends see an enemy in you. You learn of your newfound opponents, one of them you were right to fear. She is gone, and no one knew to mourn her. Then there is static in your ears and a body at your feet and you are to blame, no matter your innocence. So you run, to the only person you haven’t caught up in this, with that hollow smile turned warm again with time. The bloodhound catches your scent, though, adding another scar to your pile.  And from there everything is fast and bloody and messy and then it is halted and everything is false except the ties around your limbs and the promise of mutilation. You are saved by the falseness and then that in itself is false and true and changed. You do not know whether to grieve or rejoice, so you simply leave. 

You speak to a dead man, he asks you to kill him. You give him the peace you cannot obtain. The static brings you back to those who at some point considered you friends, now changed, not from any monstrous doppelgangers, but from simple human emotion. You agree to their plan, certain not everyone will make it out, but certain you don’t mind if it’s you. And everything is swirls and voices and you are not you but her and him and them and they are not them but you and then it is bright and loud and then it- 

You wake up, and it is once again your fault. You are The Archivist now and your Assistants do not deserve what has been wrought upon them. Those that are not dead are- absent, at best, but there is nothing you can do about it now. All there is is the eyes on your back and the doors in your mind. You ignore the one in the far reaches, bright red and with a steady knock… knock… knock… 

You allow yourself, however briefly, to give yourself to the thrall. Force their traumas from them with yours still carefully locked away. It is too long, and you are brought back, however lacking your old-turned-new ‘food’ source is. You don’t remember when you became so afraid of yourself. You finally, finally learn a way out of this, all the eyes burning holes in your sweater. You pay them no mind, they will only match the scars you already wear. You rejoice, to be free, but you do not wish to be free alone, and the last of your remaining Assistants is too far gone and far too sane to go with you. At least, in this, you will not find blame in your newly blind friend, but peace you once again cannot obtain. 

Then, you are Seeing and yelling and calling and grabbing and holding and asking. Feelings long ignored for favor of the next thing to go wrong take hold, lifting the fog from you both. And then there are road trips, and laughter, and love. Even with the eyes on your back, you feel free. Freedom, of course, is never without a price. And the eyes from your back crawl over you, onto your arms and in your hair and in your mouth as you speak the words on the page, desperately trying to put it down. The sky is red, and once again, you are to blame. 

[selfcareparker]

yesss the letter format 💝💓💘💖💞💕💖💞💓 (lovely anon)

my dearest aria (a hamilton reference lmao),

i’m home alone (bc i wanted the house alone to get my head together after my brothers were mean to me 🙃) and i’m so hype LMAO but i’m watching chloe x halle’s tiny desk concert and honestly just vibing. (this is so random) besides zendaya like they are my badass black women role models. my one accomplishment would be to learn to body roll like them LMAO

oh nevermind i can’t have anything nice, my dad just came home 🙃 WHAT A WAY TO START OFF THIS ASK WTFFF

i’m liking tfatws, the second episode was veryyy intense imo but WANDAVISION IS SO GOOD😭 i knew it was going to be my favorite from the really old trailer but it’s really good and i promise it’s not just sitcoms, girl especially cuz you’ll have all the episodes already out- we were having to wait every week😭 BUT ITS SO GOOD I PROMISE HDJSHDJSH lmao reading this i was like “i- the episodes aren’t an hour long” but i feel that, it’s hard for me to watch tfatws bc they are an hour long and i’m like 😐 but wandavision episodes are less than 30mins bc I KID YOU NOT they have the damn 10 MINUTE CREDITS DHDJSJ no i don’t think we’ve talked about this b4 lol but it all depends on the series for me. i binged love island uk in less than a week bc i was so invested and LITERALLY LOVE IT but uh those episodes are like an hour and a half, but say i was binging tfatws (it’s so hard to type that ohmigosh) i honestly would not be able to do it bc of the intensity (you may be like what intensity but if you’ve seen episode 2 by the time you’re reading this.......... isaiah and the scene afterwards is all i have to say, esp me being black it was so tough :/)

girl you’re fine, as long as you’ve experienced it once hahaha i think the reason why it’s so important to my family (this letter feels so personal and extreme HSJSJA IM SORRY) is bc my grandmother loved it and in my family i guess it’s just important to us lol like my mom and dad love it too and we have the literal VHS tapes LMAO, but it only came up recently cuz my youngest brother was watching lion guard HAHA and he wanted to see the originals :) and fun fact (unless you already know) but there’s a lion king part 2 and 1 1/2 and i have all three ON VHS HAHAHA but i love lion king 1 duh (the og) but part two’s music and love story..... is so good. anyway. 🦁

I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING DURING THE WHOLE MOVIE THEATER ENCOUNTER THING HAHAHA AND WHEN SHE WAS SAYING AWKWARD I WAS LIKE WTF THE NOISE LMAOOOO i don’t think there’s a better way to describe that whole situation than ZKDHDJSHAJAJSHDJSNAHA. yeah. yeaaaa at the cinemas (i like the word cinema more than movies 🥰) here they have chips (fries), some have ice cream, nachos, drinks, hot dogs, the cinema we were at had pretzels and like BURGERS I WAS LIKE HUH OKAY and ya know obviously popcorn but i don’t know why the theaters (or cinemas) here do that, it started a long time ago though like yearsssss

PLEASE i have the longest movie watchlist and uhh haven’t seen any of them JDJSKA (istg i use HSJSSKSH as a period - like . ) i’m still hype for cherry but very hesitant (idk if i can handle it) but i’m thinking about watching it in the next couple of weeks? i know it’ll take me forever bc i’m gonna have to keep pausing and shit but idk. i’ve asked around for very specific trigger warnings and time stamps so i REALLY know what’s coming (even if it spoiled the film a bit for me) but i do really wanna see it (i think? writing this now i’m not so sure lol) so whooooooo really knows lol, but chaos walking YES i was really excited about it :))) and about my friend uhh dude you don’t sound mean at all i was literally thinking the same thing but worse HAAKL idk what she was there for???? she bought my ticket tho so 💁🏾‍♀️ whatever

“SIMS ahh, BUNK BEDS ahh” had me cracking up lmao and you know my sims status JAJAHHAJ but i’m gonna become like you, saving every 5 minutes 😭 but that’s exactly what happened to me, i really didn’t know whether to shut it off or not but after 2 hours i was heartbroken lol i’m literally making a list of things i need to redo that wasn’t saved lmao

CAN I JUST SAY UR A MASTERMIND THOUGH??? UR SIMS GAME SOUNDS SO *chefs kiss* IM CRINE university is PAINFULLY long and LITERALLY I FEEEL THAT like you can’t do anything else without failing, i had my sim go to a party once for like a few hours and i felt so dumb afterwards like urgh he should’ve been studying LMAOO just cracking down on work honestly. UR NEIGHBOR!AU IN THE SIMS PLEASEEE i am very much in love with it, yes. (pouring rain has just suddenly begun where i am rn wow ok) i love that you put them on the same lot, that was really really smart and i love that ur living out your sexuality in the sims😭 i was abt to say “now you can say you’ve got experience bc of the sims” but ANYWAY IGNORE ME fhdhs THE ALIEN BABY DHSJSK i hope it’s not a dealbreaker for enisa. that’d be tragic. IM BACK IN UPPERCASE THO BC YES MAKING OUT IN THE SIMS IS SO HOT TO ME??? I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE STFU OH MY GOSH- all the stuff, whispering sweet nothings, and the making out, and JUST ALL OF IT!!! AM I TOUCH STARVED????? there was this time i made my sim just continue to woohoo bc it was turning me on big time. ANYWAY

half way through that i had to go to my grandmothers house (not the one that likes lion king, but uh hmm idk if you remember but i was talking abt my shit family so yeah that grandmother lol) so now i’m finishing this 🥴 and instead of chloe x halle i’m watching a tom interview lmao & if this takes me longer than 30 minutes.... imma cry

I REALLY WANNA ASK- IS IT BC UR GERMAN LIKE YOU CAN JUST WRITE OUT THAT LONG ASS WORD???? i mean i can’t write out supercalafrag- anyway, but that word is a bit nonsense, UR WORD IS A REAL WORD DUDE HDJSHS i love how ur like “maybe i mixed up these words” YEA OK.

lol i had to google what are waveformers lol (lol makes a comeback) and they look like curlers that you would sleep in (here we would call them curlers or uhm i forgot uhhhhhhh rollers i think) but ur fine when am i ever making sense?? i think the best part about these is the chaos yet we understand what the other means 😌

H20 H20 H20 OH MY GOODNESS SHE BROUGHT UP H20 OK MY LIFE WAS H20🥲 I HAVE THEIR LOCKET NECKLACE AND (short storytime) when i was younger i thought they were american despite their accents (idk i was dumb) but then i figured they weren’t when lewis went to go study in america HAHAH ALSO FAVORITE COUPLE CLEO AND LEWIS UGH WATCH ME REWATCH THE SHOW NOW THANKS (also i hated elizabeth so much) but anyway back on topic, when lewis went to go study in the US i looked up where the show took place and all that good stuff and i found out they were australian HAHAH and that started my obsession with accents LMAO the uk :’)) (i’m proofreading AND AUSTRALIA IS NOT A PART OF THE UK LMAOO IM SOO DHSJSSHS) also it is now one of my many goals (besides the body roll HAHAH) to go to mako island (that’s what it’s called right??)

about music, i googled stormzy and i might listen to a song of his.. LOL I WANNA GIVE IT A TRY IMMA DO IT FOR YOU NFDVSFSG lmaoo the german rapper had me cackling (autocorrect once again being helpful and said raper and i’m like nOO) i mean we all have that one person. can’t lie, won’t lie. my one (IM SORRY BUT AUTOCORRECT HAD “MY ONE TRUE ACCOMPLISHMENT” SITTING AND READY HDJSJA I DONT EVEN TYPE THAT wHAT) person out of my white soft boy with brown hair and brown eyes type would beeeee pete davidson. love me some petey. i was gonna say rex orange county as well lmao but i don’t really loveeee him i’m just in love with his music... and wanna be friends with him..... so 👉🏾👈🏾 (i never do that fdshsh)

oh my goodness, i love tattoos too- GASP what are you thinking of getting 🥺 i want tattoos too but i’m too indecisive to figure out what to have & where. especially in my family... idk they aren’t frowned upon but my mom’s not applauding the thought lol, if i got one it would have to be meaningful but i am absolutely in love with (for example) ariana grande’s finger tattoos !! they’re so cute and simple :’) i don’t even know if i can get tattoos? my skin is... interesting. not in a bad way!! just like.... idk how to explain it??? keyloids run in the family & i got a piercing once and it got infected soo :/ the doctor also confirmed that if i wanted tattoos they couldn’t be in color so LMAO

ONCE AGAIN THIS WHOLE THING FEELS SO TMI DHSHSSJ IM LIKE OHMIGOSH SHUT UP SHE DOESNT CARE JESJSKS

in regards to you not sleeping, i wanted to mention that dumb bird, what was the reason it was up so early aT 4AM???? SIR WHO YOU CALLING TO??? also it’s 11:30pm and idk why i’m tired???

yeah i was never SUPER into justin so i don’t know exactly what albums you’re talking about lol, i do know yummy though.. but everyone did hahaha also i listen to so much pop 🙈 i mean maybe... idk what would count as pop and what wouldn’t. that new person feeling though.. i get that. it’s like who is this new person..? i kinda feel like that with taylor swift (i was never THAT into her either though so it’s like oh wait i didn’t know you from the beginning instead of hello old friend but you’re different lol)

about the concerts, thanks 🥰🥰 that’s so sweet what you did for your mom too, it’s nice seeing them so happy like 🥲 awh AND GLEE IS AND WAS MY LIFE FOR A V V LONG TIME, i’ve been meaning to rewatch it for the longest time lmaooo but i’m just so lazy and it’s such a commitment... i’ll have to get emotionally involved again and idk if i want that rn. but i have a friend on instagram and she runs a glee fan account and it’s such a big part of her life i really don’t think i could ever be THAT obsessed with something. like another one of my friends loves tom holland so much that she changed her mom’s name in her phone to what tom’s mom’s name is in his phone (that was confusing lol) and obviously i’m not judging them AT ALL, it just couldn’t be me lol

CONCERTS LOOK LIKE SO MUCH FUN 😩😩 LIKE THE EXPERIENCE AND THE FEELINGGG URGHSJS i wanna see a few people live like ari and chloe x halle and- hmm.... idk who else FJDSJ rex orange county i guess huh anyway, the experience just sounds so amazing and the atmosphere is just ✨✨✨ yeah

aria do it do it do it do it do it- watch hamilton!! but with subtitles bc you won’t catch half of the things they’re saying without them LMAO (me and my family watched it and they all didn’t like it bc they didn’t know what was happening lol) BUT DONT WATCH IT AT 4AM LMAO ITS LITERALLY 3 HOURS LONG

yes!! superior peter fics 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and it just shows how much of an incredible writer AND PERSON you are through your fics that you can turn a blurb into 2k....... like what.

LMAO the annoying thing, sometimes i feel like i’m bothering people (like right now HAHAH) but i think it’s my antisocial side being like yeaa no one wants to talk to you like you wanna talk to them :’) idk it’s strange!! sometimes i get really ✨insecure✨ and overthink everything LOL like is this too long, im talking too much, i’m swearing too much, oh lord i’m a pain, all that good shit lmao so that’s fun:))

ALSO YOUR BLOG IS SO FUN TO ME HAHAK LIKE ITS JUST YOUR OWN AND I LOVE THAT!!! like you talk about everything and anything on here lol,, and i say that bc what you said lmao how if i was someone else i would want to fuck me so bad😭 i honestly don’t understand how i don’t have people lining up though..... but if no one’s gonna tell you... then you tell yourself, period (and sometimes telling yourself is fucking yourself HSHAJKS OK NEXT)

ohmigosh the realization you had that you graduated last year and are going to uni this year🤧 but the fact that you had a teacher who LEFT THE GROUP CHAT bc she was mad at y’all i- 😭 but yeah about your maths (i always wondered why you guys call it maths and the US calls it math. like i know so many people out of the states, not just in the uk that say maths) teacher- i saw this post that said online school is looking a lot like dora the explorer😭😭 “you have any questions?” 🦗 “okay bye then” lmao and please i love when tests have nothing to do with what you studied like ??? thanks? sometimes i get scared that my teacher will somehow find out that i googled everything? or like my answer is too close to the answer sheet or something. i get sooo nervous lol but i’m already past that point of not being able to do anything myself DHJS i mean i’m still learning like i said!! read the question, read the answer. boom. now i know the answer to the question and i learned!

THANKS 🙈🥰🤧 idk how else to explain my feelings LMAO i feel it’s cool that you find my dance lessons and voice lessons cool so thanks :’)

oh god not headache season 😭😭 allergies are the worst like it’s not even funny. is headache season just when the seasons are changing or is it like... all throughout the summer? cuz i love the summer lmaoo i love the winter too but i just love wearing as little clothes as possible LMAO

GIRL IF THAT BIRD DONT STOP CHIRPING- i am 100% convinced that it is the same bird trying to give you headaches and no sleep and it needs to stfu 😤 and pLEASE ur theme is adorable and pretty and cute but also it just feels like you? idk if i’m explaining this right or if it’s bc i’ve been talking to you for a bit but it’s cute but not innocent in a way that i’m surprised that you write smut and- yeah, that didn’t make sense!! but ur new theme is gonna look pretty too and as long as you like it, it’ll be amazing🥰

yessssss the fact that megan is gonna be ur pfp YES JUST YES

edit: ok i just need to 🥺😭 sometimes u make me wanna cry cuz i feel like you’re just a kind person. i truly mean this, the fact that you celebrate yours & others stretch marks makes me so 🥺🥺🥺 i honestly don’t know anyone who has said they want need more stretch marks and it’s just all very lovely to me :’)) OKAY IMMA STOP BEING SAPPY

#yes my fake tags are back #by popular demand #aka me #and look i have actual tags this time! #i’m seriously craving water ice rn....... huh #but it’s past midnight and i fr fr want a snack #aw man #i wrote that last paragraph while doing my tags yes #and i hope you become responsible for that anon’s orgasm #assuming they had one #and i saw your response to the tom thing and yeaa when they only look like that for something and it’s like aw bae be yourself #i’m gonna shut up now and find a snack but goodnight!! morning?? IDK #IF THESE TAGS END UP AS ACTUAL TAGS I AM SO SORRY HAHAHA #alright proofreading done and i’m gonna go eat cereal

okay i‘m on my way to a driving lesson rn and afterwards i have a zoom uni thing, and then another uni thing lmao. but hopefully i can reply to this in between because i‘ve been dying to talk to you since i got this ask dldjds💘💘💘 (i really like this heart. i had a 💖 phase for a while and now it‘s 💘 (seems like a very romantic heart but.... it is what it is idk dkddj)

^okay that was literally all i wrote before my lesson lmfao. just had the worst driving lesson ever dbdvsnylkxsksj i think i‘ve gotten too used to being good at driving and now i‘ve gotten too cocky with it 🥴 anyway i‘ve had such a stressful day and overall week but tbh i‘m already feeling better bc i can (indirectly) talk to you <333

omg i went to chloe or halle (i don‘t remember who out of the two)‘s instagram the other day and found out that they are not twins alejeleksjsksj but yes oh my god their voices are literally angelic and i can‘t wait to see Halle as Ariel (Arielle??)🥰 and omg it‘s literally 2021 and we‘ve only had......... one(?) black Disney Princess like it‘s about fucking time (I might be forgetting someone, I‘m not too familiar with the new Disney films, but as far as I remember there‘s only Tiana right? (who is literally a frog for 3/4 of the film 😭😭) so yes i‘m here for it too😌😌😌 (obviously she‘s not a cartoon like tiana ekdlek but she‘s a disney princess you know what i mean ddkjdh)

pfkejdj i‘m already overwhelmed with my parents i can‘t imagine having siblings too 😭😭 (sometimes i wish i had siblings but then other times (like after reading what you wrote dksjj) i‘m glad that i‘m an only child lmao like your brothers being mean to you and i remember when you cried and he was just like 👁👄👁 ok. like i’m totally okay being an only child sksjsj———and he doesn‘t listen to music 🤧🤧🤧 (although i guess that‘s good for you because at least he can‘t annoy you by listening to loud music that you hate dmdn)

okay okay i might watch wandavision then??? I‘ll definitely let you know!!! and yes omg i‘m loving tfatws (that really is so fucking hard to type omg) but same i totally get what you mean, i‘m not used to watching action series at all and every episode so far has been like a little movie so i‘m glad that i didn‘t wait until it was all out cause there’s no way i could binge watch that lol) and yes last episode was really intense. i‘m glad that marvel are talking about racism because (from what i‘ve seen) they haven‘t been the best in that department, and i‘m really curious to see what they‘ll do in the next episodes (curious isn‘t the right word but excited isn‘t the right wort either, like i‘m excited but in a neutral way ? i‘ll shut up dslsksj i hate that german has so many words that you cant translate because theres a really good german word that describes how i’m feeling but i cant think of a good translation ugh)

okay i absolutely need to watch lion king (and part 2 and 1/ 1/2 dksksj) AND hamilton, i might even do it soon 👀

BURGERS AT THE CINEMA? EBEEISNDBEKSK i‘ll come to the US just to go and watch a movie lmaooo, i think all the popcorn sizes and drinks are bigger as well, i‘ll come and watch chaos walking with you 😌😌 does next week work?

and yeah i‘ve seen posts with specific time stamps and trigger warning for cherry too so if you haven’t looked on tumblr yet i’ve def seen some! (but ive also seen some on twitter and yeah- i mean idk youve probably looked on tumblr but yeah- then there’s also imdb which doesn’t have time stamps i believe but quite specific warnings, mostly without spoilers!)

Tbh i don‘t think i would have even considered watching cherry if tom wasn‘t in it... (i’m personally fine with most of the triggering topics/things like for some reason i’m just stoic when i’m watching the most tragic films ever dldldldlbut the plot just... idk if it‘s for me you know? just entertainment wise?).... and even with tom in it i‘m unsure skeldls, i‘d totally get if you decide not to watch it but let me know if you do i‘d want to hear your thoughts! <3

SKSLSJJ my sims both finally graduated!! i think i played sometime last week, and i literally got the achievement/notification that i‘d been playing with this household for 24hours.... and that was BEFORE they graduated dldjdldkdksjjs

oh no my tumblr broke and three paragraphs of me talking about sims were deleted 😭😭😭

WAIT NO I TOOK SCREENSHOTSSKSK because i couldn’t press save so i knew they might be gone okay okay okay i‘m a genius

*move out

oh no idk if the quality is too bad to read... idk how good your eyes are dkdkdjjd (also sometimes it will be really bad quality for some but not for others so i hope that the you can see the pics in a normal/good quality)

Okay let me continue

OMG THE ROMANTIC AND SEXUAL STUFF IS THE BEST PART ABOUT THE SIMS DIDLDKJIkdkj i kind of miss how in the sims 3 they would be making out basically lying on top of each other if they were on a bed— but in sims 4 when they‘re sitting next to each other and everything that‘s definitely hot too 😌😭 or with hot tubs dkdkdk how one sim climbs on the other sim‘s lap before they woohoo (i used to make them skinny dip in the hot tub and then make out and woohoo so they’re like naked on top of each other even if you can‘t see anything- en e waysss)

Dkdkdkdj so @ Rindfleischet.. blah bla. so it‘s basically just loads of individual words put together/connected and that‘s a really big part of german. so yesterday i had an online Einführungsveranstaltung for uni (like it was a zoom meeting where they just talked about general stuff about the uni and i was really anxious before, idk why, but it turned out absolutely fine so) and that words consists of the two words Einführung (introduction) and Veranstaltung (event) which are also two individual words but you can make a new word (Einführungsveranstaltung, so in english that‘s basically “introduction event“ lmao) by combining those two words. there are obviously some rules like you can‘t just combine random words in a random order but you can basically make infinite words (technically). for example (i feel like i‘m teaching a class just skip this if you don’t care 🙃🙃🙃djdjdkdlns)

for example i could say Einführungsveranstaltungsteilnehmer (which is not underlined with red by tumblr because it is a grammatically correct compound word (i think that‘s what they‘re called?)) which is the words introduction + event + participant, so that word just means “participant of an introductory event“ but instead it‘s one word? i hope that makes sense? dkdkkdksks i mean it makes sense in german but idk if it makes sense to you cause idk if i‘m explaining it very well lmao,

(I just deleted a really really long paragraph that i wrote about gender in the german language and grammar, you‘re welcome slsksksj)

my capacity to think has now been used up for the week 🥴🥴🥴 i absolutely do not blame you if you just skipped over that part or can‘t be bothered to (re)read my awful explanation edkflsksjdjdj (again, i had double the amount of words but i just deleted it dkdkdlslsl but what‘s left lf my german lesson is probably confusing enough already😭i‘m sorry🥴)

so to answer your question LEJDKSKJ: it‘s really common to have long words in german, words that are just word+ word+ word + word made into one long word. obv rindfleischetikettierung..... is a very extreme example and it‘s normally just 2-4 words made into one! So yup i think that comes mostly from german and talking german and growing up here and going to school here and everything dmdfnsksx

i think the best part about these is the chaos yet we understand what the other means 😌— YES. YES. Yes. I love that about us 😌😌🥰🥰/ I love us. Yes.

okay but your friend changing her mom‘s name into tom‘s mum‘s name (was that right? Dkdkdjh)—— so Justin Bieber once posted something where you could see that his Dad‘s number was saved as „Daddy Cakes“ (which, thinking back, sounds very weird ekejjej) and till this day I have my Dad’s contact name as Tata (which is serbian for Dad lmao), “Tata🍰“ in my phone because of it 😭😭😭😭🙃🙃🙃 it‘s not because of justin anymore like i‘ve just gotten used to it by now but at first i did it because of justin lol........ but nowadays i don‘t think i‘m THAT type of fan of anyone- like you know how people have fandom names (Justin‘s fans are the Beliebers, One Direction fans are Directioners (writing that hurt my soul💔💔💔)) and I wouldn‘t consider myself a fan of anyone like that. like even with tom i wouldn‘t call myself........ does tom even have a name for his fans??? Well if he does, I wouldn‘t call myself that. Like i used to be such a hardcore stan for any celebrity that i liked and now it‘s just... okay, i like em. (She says on her blog where she writes fan fiction about Tom Holland — WJDJEJDKELSKSKKSNSNDXB🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃)

Omg rex orange county!!!!!! I don‘t know that many songs like I‘ve only listened to the album pony, but i love it 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘

thanks again for what you said about my fics/writing I‘m🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Pete Davidson Pete Davidson Pete Davidson I‘m-🥰🥰🥰🥰 and I can‘t explain why. But as blissfulparker said the other day (i don‘t want to tag her and make her read through all of this lolll) “I like my men when they look like they are on the brink of death 😍“ (or something along the lines of that) eskkejs okay pete isn‘t that bad, he looks quite good on some days but other days you‘re like... is this man alive? Like i don‘t want to be mean I love Pete so much The King of Staten Island is literally my favourite film ever (although it‘s not my #1 because of how he looks, but i mean he does look good) VUT ALSO

(Okay i was gonna look for a terrible picture of him but he really doesn‘t look as bad as people say??? like. i think he‘s hot. can‘t necessarily explain why. so that‘s that on that.)

i‘m not going chronologically right now (i just keep scrolling up to your ask and replying to whatever i see first sksksksh) so i might miss a thing or two that you said

Okay Stormzy, you really really don‘t have to dkdkdjd like i think you said you don‘t really listen to rap, and uk rap is a whole nother thing from us rap because of the accent i feel like??? (That sentence did not make sense) BUT if you‘re looking for a few songs that aren‘t like RAP rap, then I‘d recommend One Second (feat HER), Superheroes, Own it (which you might know?), ummm maybe the song Lessons?, he has a ton of Lion King references by the way dkdjdj for example in Rachael‘s Little Brother but that‘s like more RAP again if you know what I mean?😭 and it‘s also like 5 Minutes long and tbh i only started liking that song a year after that album came out lmao but Rachael‘s Little Brother is possibly my fav Stormzy song, then there is Shut Up which you absolutely need to listen to just for fun dldjdjd like it‘s just pure fun and also a little funny lmao, especially if you‘re not British (i imagine so at least) cause he‘s like shuTTTT up idk dldkdjdldkjdhdhfjfbfldlsksksks

Vossi Bop is one of his classics, and then maybeee - ok so there‘s Blinded By Your Grace Pt. 2 lmaoobdjsj it‘s very (Christian/) religious but i like it a lot even though i‘m not really Christian (at least not practicing or anything) so idk about your views on religion but i do like the song a lot just by like the sound lmao

Okay so again you absolutely DO NOT have to listen to any, especially not for me dlskdj but I really do recommend the songs Superheroes, One Second and Rachael‘s Little Brother (and all the other ones i mentioned but if you don‘t listen to a lot of his songs you should at least give these three a try <3333) also let me know some of your songs? 🥺 like i dont care who they‘re by but i‘d love to listen to some that you like and Recommend 🥰🥰🥰

Okay so skdjdjdjddhhddhdhjsk... I used to watch all of my series in German (like H2O) bc obviously they were on german tv so they were german- and i knew that most of these actors i saw on tv were american and i was always SO fascinated that they all learned german for this show??? Like I actually thought they were the people‘s real voices and that these English and American actors were learning german so they could re-record the whole ass show and do everything in german dkdkdldjdjjd... i swear I thought that until I was like 14 omg. And then the first time that I watched H2O in the original version i was sooo confused about their accents because to me all actors who spoke english were American?? I mean MOST of those shows are American so I wasn‘t completely off but yeah i was definitely caught off guard when I heard all of their Australian accents for the first time 💀💀😭😭😭

@ math vs maths, math actually makes more sense in my opinion. like you have the word mathematics, then the abbreviation would obviously be math... why would English people randomly add the s from the end??? Or maybe it makes more sense after all because it‘s like plural??? Now I‘m unsure dkdkdkdj but i do say maths because that‘s how i was taught to say it and i hear the word maths more than math but yeah dldkdjs i think math might even make more sense (okay i just tried saying math and maths is easier to pronounce but again tjat might just be me, oh god i‘ll stop talking about that disgusting thing (mathematics).)

not the crickets and dora LMAOOOSNSNSMDNBS yeah that teacher was... a lot. a lot a lot a lot didjjd but she kinda liked me so she always gave me good grades/marks but the people she didn‘t like..... ooft. OOF.

Fksksjsj idek about headache season like i just know that i get headaches from the sun and i‘m allergic to only one.. type of...pollen??? (I don’t understand the science of that whole pollen thing and idek if it’s called pollen in english i just know sex pollen from fan fics😔)and yeah we have this weird wind that makes a lot of people get headaches yeahd dkdkdj. i loved the i just love wearing as little clothes as possible LMAO lllioool i love that i really do. i always struggle so much in the summer cause i never have anything to wear. i feel like i buy so many new summer clothes every year but when i end up looking for an outfit i don‘t ever find anything 😭 (so i just go naked— lmao jk jk) but i‘m generally not the biggest fan of summer so-

OMG THIS FUCKING BIRD ISTG, okay the first time i heard it i went to sleep at like 5 am, so the next day i was like let me go to bed earlier so the bird doesn‘t keep me up, so i went to bed at 4 am (🥲) and THE BIRD JUST STARTED FUCKING CHIRPING SO LOUDLY, so the next day i went to bed at 3 am AND IT FUCKING STARTED AT 3 AM and it‘s still there 😁 every. night.

and since you said you‘ve gotten used to my theme and everything (idk where this transition came from😭) so tomorrow (2nd april) we have our... wait what‘s an anniversary but for a month.? I think month is like mensus in latin OK NO THATS DEF WRONG DKDKDJ wait

So Tomorrow is our... mensiversary💘💘💘💘💘💘 or at least from the first time you sent an ask. i couldn‘t find it on my tumblr anymore because tumblr is a bit of a bitch but i remember the first thing you ever sent (in an ask) was something lovely about my writing and i always take screenshots of stuff like that, and i found it in my gallery. and i took that screenshot of your ask on the 2nd of march so i‘m assuming that‘s when you sent it 🥰🥰 i feel like i‘ve known you for a week not a month like how is it a month already????? (i mean this in a good way lmao but i really can’t believe that its been a month wtf)

omg no you make me want to cry because i just love you so much 😭😭🥺 but about the stretch mark thing it‘s just.. it‘s not even me trying to empower other women (or anyone else who has stretch marks) to shake off these dumb insecurities that the patriarchy and capitalism have instilled in us— ok no it‘s definitely that too lmao. But i mean I‘ve always loved stretch marks, i‘ve just always loved loved loved them so much so it makes me genuinely sad that people don‘t like them. so yeah. i dont really know how to explain it lol, like i‘m not (only) hoping that people realise that hating your stretch marks is giving the men and the patriarchy what they want per se- (that made no sense) it‘s just because i love stretch marks and think they‘re beautiful and also sexy. idk dldkdjls and omg the fact that you called me kind 🥺🥺🥺 like i don‘t really have a goal in life or anything, but if i had to choose a ‘goal‘ in life it would just be to be kind. (i‘ll end this here otherwise i‘m gonna talk about being kind for 30 more lines—)

And please. Do not ever feel like you‘re annoying me or sending too much. never ever ever. I get so happy when i see that you‘ve sent me an ask. No matter if it‘s a long one like this or just a short one where you‘re saying something about a post that i reblogged or something. I love hearing from/about you and talking to you 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘

P.S: i‘m so sorry for the tags you‘re about to read they make even less sense than this post, also i reached the tag limit dkdkdj but i said some butterfly tattoos look tacky... and the next thing i said was since we‘re already speaking about Ariana- I DID NOT MEAN THAT SHE WAS TACKY dldkdjsj, i meant since you already mentioned some of her tattoos lmao