#although i would absolutely wear the red jacket irl

[galaxia-art]

[image description: an illistration of all the one for all holders from the anime my hero academia. they’re all holding hands in a chain, in order of succession, with all might and deku in the bottom foreground, all the way to the first user at the top in the background, and behind him is all for one’s hand reaching for his head from the top of the image.

they’re in the ofa mindscape, surrounded by green tinted smoke framing them in a triangle shape, and behind them is beams of rainbow light reaching outwards. where each of their hands are holding, there’s a light emitting int he colour theme of the previous holder, and where all might is, the light is brighter and shining and he’s holding it out for izuku who is reaching towards that light. end id]

i am absolutely going to have to edit colours later so i can make this into a print.

also fun fact i coloured this al before 6, 4, 3, and 2nd’s colours were revealed. like a day before. and then my art program crashed and i lost all the colouring. life was telling me i needed to slow down a bit there.

anyway im super proud of this!! dont have time to do much big drawings so this was. a pain but i’m very happy!

also close up’s and alternate colours under the cut

[id: close ups of all of them, and unshaded close ups of the 6th, 4th, 3rd, and 2nd users with different colours. 3rd and 2nd have the same clothes, but 2nd has a slightly more reddish and lighter hair, while 3rd has a light purple. 4th has pale pink hair and light purple eyes, and indigo and black clothes. 6th has a slightly blue tinted jacket with grey arm bandages, and blue eyes. end id]

[streetlight11]

Deep Scar

Summary: He used to be the popular kid in high school where everyone has a crush on him. He always gets Valentine's Day gifts be it presents, chocolates, homemade brownies, etc. He somehow brought his name to college where there were people who still finds him attractive. What happens when he bumps into a girl who treated him a lot different compared to others? Will he find out the truth behind her behaviour?

Theme: college au, childhood schoolmates but with a bad past

Genre: a little angsty, fluff ending though

Warnings: mild swearing (literally just one word), slight mention of harassment but nothing too crazy

WC: 4.6k

Pairing: Han Jisung x Fem!Reader

a/n: Hey hey :) I've had this in my google drive for quite sometime so my writing might not be so good here but bear with me. P.S the words in italics are his flashback, and hannie might sound like a jerk at one point but this doesn't portray him in real life because irl he's an absolute sweetheart :') Anyways, enjoy reading!

Coming to campus every morning only to find gifts and plenty of love letters in his locker has been becoming a daily routine for Jisung. Although he has never actually reciprocated any of them, he must admit that he did love the amount of attention that’s been drawn to him since back in high school.

He was the popular kid in school where he was known for his intelligence, charming personality and of course, his good looks.

Back in high school, girls would often slot in their confession letters in his locker almost everyday. Every Valentine’s Day, his table would be filled with chocolates and homemade brownies specially for him.

But all of those gifts would eventually be passed to his close friends for them to finish it for him.

Even now when he’s already in college, words spread around the campus of his status back in Saebom High, making everyone in Hankuk College know about him. Despite this new set of attention that was being directed towards him, he managed to make friends with a few people that he trusts.

Some of them were his classmates in college, some were his friends from music class, and some were his good friends back in high school. 

That day was no different as he walked down the hall to go to his designated locker, only to find a pink paper that had been folded into a cute little heart.

“Another love letter? Dude, at this point you should really date one of them so that this whole shenanigan would stop.” Chan said with a soft chuckled as Minho and Jeongin nodded in agreement with the elder boy. Jisung rolled his eyes as he unfolded the paper and read the confession, that was pretty much the same as the other notes he received.

All of which, never got reciprocated simply because Jisung believes he hasn’t found anyone that peaked his interest yet.

After about 5 minutes, he slammed his locker shut as the four boys began to walk down the hall, not missing the constant shy giggles and whispers from every direction. Jisung simply walked with his charming smile plastered on his face, making some girls feel their heart flutter in their chest.

Just when they had made a left turn, a figure smaller than them came crashing straight into Jisung’s shoulder, causing both individuals to stumble back a step from the impact.

“Watch where you’re going, dumbass.” The girl who was rubbing her shoulder said as she locked eyes with him firmly. Jisung was slightly baffled as no other girl would even dare to look at him straight in the eye.

“Excuse me?” He said, his voice clearly confused but the girl simply rolled her eyes at him, slightly annoyed.

“You heard me. I don’t have to say it twice.” 

“Do you even know who I am?” He asked, slowly starting to feel anger boiling through his veins.

“Do you think I care?” She taunts.

“Other girls would be scrambling away by now.”

“Oh, how exciting. Next time, wear side goggles so you can watch where you’re going.” Was all she said before she shoves past him to continue her journey down the hall to go to her class.

Everyone in that hallway was surprised with their little interaction. Some of them even snickered at her for behaving that way in front of him. As far as he knows, all the girls in school never dared to speak to him in person, nor would they even look at him straight in the eyes for they would either run away in embarrassment, or their face would turn flushed red.

Jisung tried not to think much of it as he continued his walk to his class.

During lunch, the boys had gathered at their usual table. However, Hyunjin and Seungmin were running slightly late this time. They were just a few bites into their meal when Hyunjin’s voice caught everyone at their table’s attention.

“Hey guys! Is it okay if our new friend joins us? She just transferred here so me and Seungmin offered her to have lunch with us.”

At the mention of a female, Jisung whips his head around, only to lock eyes with the same girl he bumped into just a few hours prior.

“You again? Try not to miss your mouth this time when you eat.” She said as her gaze locked on Jisung, leaving him speechless.

Hyunjin and Seungmin exchanged glances at each other in confusion but decided to just carry on with lunch as they ended up sitting with her. If she weren’t too direct, Jisung could almost agree that she was acting quite the opposite towards Hyunjin and Seungmin. Maybe with the others as well. She seemed genuinely friendly and almost effortlessly bright with them. 

If he was being honest, it almost upsets him that she treated him like an outcast as compared to the rest of his close friends. Days slowly but surely became weeks as she started to grow visibly close to Hyunjin and Seungmin probably because they were her classmates.

It was a Friday evening and they all decided to go to a pool bar where they had pool tables for people to play and also have light drinks if they wanted to.

They rented out two tables for themselves as they divided into two teams.

“Y/N! Join our team!” Hyunjin called as Y/N giggled, only for her to catch Jisung staring at her from one of the high stools beside the bar.

“I’ll join if he does.” 

She said as she nodded her head towards Jisung, only for the others to immediately drag him to Hyunjin’s pool table. The game soon started as Hyunjin served first. She seems to surprise them everytime she serves because all her shots were smooth and almost effortless. It was as if she’s done this multiple times.

“Wow, how are you so good at this?” Seungmin asked as she smiled at him, only to answer his question.

“I guess I’m pretty good at aiming.”

The boy giggled as they watched Hyunjin score a ball. All the while, Jisung was silently watching her by the side. 

Not in a creepy way but more like in a confused way. After they finished their one hour at the pool bar, they left to get dinner but she decided to call it a day for her and that she needed to go home to feed her starving kitty.

The boys bid her goodbye as she left, only for Changbin to question his friend.

“Jisung ah, you cannot tell me you’re not the slightest bit intrigued by her…”

With that, Jisung frowned as his mind came swirling back to all the times they’ve hung out with her and gotten to know her better. From all the mean comments tossed at each other like they were flat bread, to the time where she seemed genuinely concerned when Jisung nearly got run over by a speeding truck.

“No… No I’m not.”

Only he knows that it was a total lie but he wasn’t going to admit it to his friends. 

His ego was too high for him to easily admit that after all these years of girls trying so hard to win his attention, all he needed was Y/N to come into the picture and that was all it took for him to finally fall for someone.

Nobody needed to know his true feelings for her. He didn’t think it would be much of a big deal so he opted to keep his feelings to himself. It was another week into April, when Chan decided to invite them over to his apartment to hang out and chill on a chilly Saturday. Chan of course included Y/N in the list, hence the reason why she was currently standing outside his apartment door.

She was wearing a brown fitted crop top, her favourite denim ripped skinny jeans, a bomber jacket and her white converse.

She was greeted by Chan as he opened the door wider for her to enter.

She made it inside only to find Felix and Minho challenging each other in a game of Mario Kart Race. Hyunjin, Seungmin and Changbin were busy playing Call Of Duty on their phones. Jisung, Jeongin and Chan were in the kitchen, cooking up some hot kimchi stew.

Y/N took off her jacket as she went to snuggle in between Changbin and Hyunjin, watching them play an intense game of COD.

She was just laying her head on Changbin’s shoulder when he jerked forward, making her body shake as he turned to Hyunjin and high fived him after winning first place. Just then, he noticed the sad pout on her face at the loss of warmth, making him giggle as he sat back down to let her rest her head on his shoulder again before he whispered.

“Sorry baby.” She giggled as she pinched his abs, making him squeak. He laughed as he corrected himself.

“I’m just kidding.”

She smiled as she nuzzled into his shoulder while they were all occupied with doing their own things. A few minutes later, the 3 boys from the kitchen came back to the living room with the pot of kimchi stew and a rice bowl. 

However, Y/N didn’t miss the subtle frown on Jisung’s face when he saw her leaning her head against Changbin’s shoulder.

The 9 of them began eating diligently as they fit in almost any possible topic they could think off. After they finished their meal, she offered to wash the dishes since they were all busy. Chan told her not to trouble herself but she insisted on helping him.

She was scrubbing the second last bowl when she heard Jeongin’s voice calling from the living room.

“Noona! Come join us after you’re done washing the dishes okay? We’re gonna play truth or drink!”

“Okay Jeonginie.” She sang in a sing-song tune as she could hear some of them chuckle in the back.

As promised, she joined them after she was done with the last bowl, only to sit in between Minho and Seungmin. They went in a circle starting from Chan. It was in a circle until it reached her, only for Changbin to eagerly raise his hand.

“Oh! Oh! I have a good one!” Changbin said as his inner corner of the lips curved up into a cute smile, making her giggle.

“If you could go back to your past, what is the one thing that you would choose not to do?” His question was good. It was theoretical but good.

Suddenly, her eyes just instantly found Jisung’s soft brown ones as she told them her answer.

“The one thing I would choose not to do? Probably allowing myself to think that whatever people said to me was true.”

The guys started to frown as they asked if something bad happened to her back then but she simply shrugged them off and told them to continue the game. It went on until it was Jisung’s turn, only for Y/N to speak up.

“I have something I wanna ask him.”

This came as a surprise for the others but they let her do the honours anyway.

“Do you remember the girl who confessed to you back in high school?” She said. His eyebrows began to link together as he frowned at her sudden question.

“Huh?”

“The one where you rejected her confession by humiliating her in front of the whole school?”

“What are you talking about?” 

“Think harder.” She said.

Suddenly, memories start to flood in his mind like a flash flood.

“H-Hi. I made these for you. I hope you like cupcakes. I k-know a lot of other girls do this for you too, b-but… I-I just thought maybe I should give you something too. I- umm, I like y-you Han Jisung.” The girl confessed as she held out the box filled with her homemade cupcakes that she took time to bake for him the night before.

She bit the inside of her cheeks nervously as she diligently avoided his gaze. Just when she saw his arms reaching out to her thinking he was going to take the box from her, he forcefully smashed the box down making it slip out of her hands.

The students around them began to laugh as Jisung lifted a brow at her.

“Did you really think I’d accept your confession? Look at you. Who would date a girl who ties their hair in pigtails, have her tummy sticking out of her uniform shirt and constantly push the bridge of your spectacles up every 5 minutes? Have you seen yourself in a mirror? Nobody will ever fall for you.”

With that being said, he kicked the metal box away to reveal the fallen cupcakes as he went ahead and stepped on them like it was an insect.

The whole school laughed at her as she ran to the girls bathroom and locked herself in there as she cried her heart out. She was only 13 so it was slightly depressing for her to go through this terrible rejection.

Not only did he reject her in cold blood, he also humiliated her in front of everybody in the process. However, what made her even more upset is the fact that he didn’t seem to feel the slightest bit of remorse for saying those things to her.

That memory was as clear as day as he winced at the thought of how immature he was back then. Nevertheless, he didn’t forget the question he got from Y/N as he went ahead to answer her.

“Yeah… Yeah I remember…”

“Do you remember what you said to her?” Her voice softened as she kept her eyes on him while the rest of them had their eyes trained back and forth between Jisung and her.

“I said… I said she should look at herself in the mirror and that no one will ever fall for her.” 

The boys were shocked by how harsh he was to that said girl. Y/N could only smile sadly to him as she slowly continued. 

“Do you feel bad saying those things to her now?” 

Without much thought, he replied something that broke her heart.

“Why should I?” With that, she tried to hold back her tears as she looked at him dead in the eye before saying these next few words.

“Looks like you’re still that same cocky bastard huh?”

She soon got up from her seat on the floor, only to grab her things to leave when Jisung stood up to grab her wrist, stopping her from taking any more steps further.

“What are you talking about?” He asked, now genuinely confused as to what was going on.

“You’re really dense for someone as arrogant as you.” A scoff left her lips as her eyes bore into his, hoping he understood what she meant. After what felt like forever, Jisung finally realized as it was as though his life just flashed before his eyes.

“Wait… that was you?!” His voice was loud as it was laced with confusion and slight disappointment.

“And what happens if I say yes? Are you gonna ask me if I’ve looked into the mirror and realize that no one will ever fall for me?”

Her words stinged like venoms as he winced yet again but this time, at how hurt she seemed. She didn’t realise this but her tears were no longer held back as a few droplets rolled down her cheeks.

“Your words hurted me back then. So I tried to ignore it and move on. But when you said your answer just now, I realized that maybe you really are just an arrogant jerk.”

She finally pulled her arm out of his grasp as she left without sparing a glance to the others. Jisung has never felt so utterly remorseful, today was the first time. He mentally scolded himself for saying those words back when he was young and immature.

He has never felt so fucked up before, this was definitely the first.

A few days went by, Y/N hasn’t talked to either of the boys, not even Hyunjin and Seungmin. Every time Jisung tried to reach out to her, she would always successfully avoid him. It has been almost 2 weeks since they last talked to her as the boys agreed to go release their stress by going to the downtown club.

They had booked a booth for all 8 of them as they sat in there with some girls coming back and forth to try and get laid with either one of them.

Just then, Jisung’s eyes seemed to scan the room only to see a familiar figure dancing freely on the dance floor. He frowned as he rubbed his eyes to make sure they weren’t playing tricks on him.

He double confirmed that it was in fact Y/N, as he got up and left the booth ignoring the boy’s calls.

Right when he was about to reach the dance floor, he saw her deliberately get dragged through the sweaty, intoxicated humans and towards the back door. He followed them close behind as he saw her struggling to free herself from the man’s hold.

The minute she was out the back, the man pushed her against the brick wall as he attacked her neck forcefully.

“Stop!” She begged.

The man ignored as he started to caress her waist and moved up.

“Stop it!” She tried again as tears started to roll down her cheeks desperately.

The minute she managed to put a distance between herself and the man, the metal back door swung open harshly only for her to lock eyes with Jisung as he rushed down the steps, only to land a solid punch to the man’s jaw.

The man fell to the ground drunkenly as he struggled to stand back up.

“What the fuck man? Get your own girl!” The man said as he grabbed Y/N’s wrist and was about to pull her when Jisung roughly shoved him off again.

The man threw a few drunk punches to Jisung and soon they were both in a fist fight. The two males were starting to have blood clots and bruises all over their bodies and faces when Hyunjin and Changbin came to stop the fight.

“Jisung! Jisung! That’s enough!” Hyunjin yelled as they both grabbed Jisung by his arms and pulled him back.

“Don’t ever touch her again.” Jisung growled as the man stumbled back into the club.

Y/N frowned as she visibly hugged herself, only to see Hyunjin and Changbin give Jisung a subtle nod before they both went back inside, giving privacy to Jisung and Y/N. Once they were alone in the dark alley, that’s when she spoke up.

“Why did you come? Afraid someone might fall for me?”

“You clearly weren't comfortable with him.”

“So what? Why do you care? It’s not like he would fall in love with me. Who am I for someone to even like me? Right?”

Jisung frowned as he called out her name softly but she was quick to intercept.

“I didn’t go to Hankuk to get back at you for what you did to me. Never in a million years did I think I’d even see you again. But now that you’re standing here in front of me, that very day comes back to haunt me again. Because of your words, I have been so afraid of falling for someone, even just a tiny crush. That’s what you did to me Han Jisung and I don’t think I can ever forgive you for that.”

With that being said, she turned in her heels and left. Jisung stood there like an idiot as he cursed himself for letting her walk away yet again. 

If this happened back in high school, he would probably laugh at her. But now that he was actually starting to like her, he has never felt so upset and disappointed. This was probably even worse than a break up.

She refused to speak to him for days after as she avoided everyone in the friend group.

It was a gloomy Friday night as she was laying on her couch sideways, watching a sappy romantic movie to drown her sadness. She was wearing a loose sweater that made it look like a dress on her. Her calf high socks and a pair of shorts she always wore to sleep.

She had just thought about what she could get for supper when there was a knock on her door.

“Who the hell comes at a time like this?” She thought to herself as she went over to her door and opened it without checking the peephole first. She almost stumbled as she locked eyes with the same pair of brown orbs that she’s been trying so hard to avoid for the past few weeks.

“Jisung? What are you doing here?” She asked, genuinely shocked at how he knew her address.

“Y/N, can we talk?”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Please just hear me out. I don’t need you to say anything, I just need you to listen.”

She fell silent for a moment before she opened the door wider for him to enter. Once inside, he followed her to her living room, only for them to sit 3 feet apart. She urged him with a slight nod as he took a deep breath and soon began.

“Look. I know whatever I did to you back then was horrible. It was my ego talking. I didn’t know any better. We were so young… How could I possibly feel bad at the time when all I thought was to reject you?”

Just then, she cut him in by saying something that made him rethink his choices.

“You’re telling me that everything you said to me meant nothing to you just because it wasn’t you who received it?”

“I… I wasn’t thinking. I was young-”

“Bullshit. Even a 5 year old kid knows what’s nice and what’s hurtful to say to others. Don’t pull the young card on me.”

“Y/N please-”

“Get out. If you’re still gonna be the same arrogant, highly egoistic jerk then get out. You’ve said things that left a deep scar in my life and here you are saying it doesn’t mean anything? Get out.”

“Y/N-”

“I said get out!” She finally screamed as her chest was heaving, her tears streaming down her face in anger but she didn’t care. She got up as she dragged him to the door, while he tried to fight back. The minute he was out, she slammed the door behind her only to lock it as she found herself sliding down the door, only to sit on the wooden floor.

Her cries were soft, but they were filled with so much pain. On the other side of the door, Jisung could hear her cries as he too kneeled on the ground with his hands against the door.

He could hear her loud and clear as he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. He couldn’t bear to say a word to her as he remained quiet.

The next morning, Y/N woke up suddenly wanting to get herself breakfast to clear her memory from last night. She got out of bed, took a warm shower, got changed into her sweatpants, a big hoodie and a cap. She unlocked her door and had just taken a step outside when she jumped at the slight of Jisung seated on the ground beside her apartment door.

Since he was a light sleeper, the sound of her door opening, woke him up as he quickly got on both feet.

Before she could re-enter her apartment, he pressed his palms against the door to prevent her from closing it as he spoke up softly.

“Y/N, please, please let me explain.” He begged as she wasn’t sure why but she decided to let him in. Once he was inside, they didn’t even bother to go anywhere further into her apartment as he stood by the door and began to explain himself.

“Y/N, please listen to me. I know what I did was bad. At the time, I didn’t realise how humiliating it was for you. But now that I’m an adult, I realized that my actions were extremely horrible and I would never, ever do that to anyone now.” He paused before he continued on.

“I know that whatever I said and did back then, I can’t take any of it back. And I don’t blame you for not forgetting or forgiving me for it. I admit that I deserve this from you. All I ask is for you to give me another chance to start over. But I understand if you want nothing to do with me.” He said with a tiny hope laced in his voice although he wasn’t so confident that she would forgive him this time.

She knew he felt guilty for whatever he did back then so it wasn’t wrong for her to give him a second chance right?

“How would I know you’re not just acting this way to set me up for humiliation again?” She asked.

“Would I say all those things and bring my ego down just to prove that I felt like utter shit after everything you told me, only to humiliate you even further?”

“Nobody knows what your ego is capable of.”

“If my words won’t convince you, would my actions do?”

“What if you do it, only to leave and tell on me to everyone else?”

“I can’t seem to get your trust now, can I?”

“Try being in my shoe and you’ll know.”

“Y/N please… I know I left a deep scar on you emotionally and mentally back then, but please… I beg you, please just… let me start over. I need you to trust me just this once.”

“Fine. But if you abuse my trust, I’m never speaking to you again.” 

“Believe me, you have no idea how fucked up I felt that night at Chan’s.”

Right after he finished his sentence, he didn’t waste anymore time as he reached up to cup her face in both hands and soon kissed her. She instantly melted against his body as he pulled her closer by the waist. His kisses were so gentle, as if he was afraid he would break her again.

His touch was soft as he slid his hands under her shirt only to draw random patterns onto her waist.

Just then, he pulled away from her lips but it was so addicting he couldn’t help but peck her lips one last time before he spoke up.

“I’m really, really sorry Y/N for everything back then. I couldn’t help but feel like complete shit after that night when I found out that was you. You don’t have to forgive me, I totally understand.”

Y/N just smiled as she gently tangled her fingers in his hair at the nape of his neck before she spoke up.

“Would I have let you kiss me if I was still mad?”

He remained quiet as she then continued.

“Besides, I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourself so please, don’t take advantage of this.” She warned gently.

Jisung kissed her for slightly longer before he pulled away and whispered against her lips.

“I promise.”

With that, she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest while he snaked his arms around her smaller figure. 

Ever since then, Jisung did everything he could to redeem himself for what he did to her back in high school. She slowly began to fall for him as she gave him a solid second chance and she could see how genuine he was now whenever he did something nice for her. Even if he didn’t say it out loud, she knew that he really tried his best to win her heart. And it worked.

~~~

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bouquets and picture frames

[ao3 link]

[alternate title: i made like 3 posts in a row talking about my grievances with a lot of habismal content and i feel like that gave people the idea that i hate it so i tried to get this out in time for sfmweek but that didn't work out and now enough time has passed that i'd feel weird posting this for sfmweek so then i just finished this as a way to make myself feel better after going through a rough patch irl. anyways have some post-canon fluff, i’ll post some meatier stuff hopefully soon.]

 “So, uh… surprise! I hope!”

Boris stares ahead without a word. Kamal is standing in his doorway. He’s wearing a brown suede jacket, and his favorite turtleneck, the one with the red stripe that’s full of pills. In his hands is a bouquet.

The bouquet is a bit of a mess; a gaudy slurry of yellows, reds, purples, off-purples, and an odd brownish-pink courtesy of the king protea in the middle. In other words, it’s absolutely perfect for him, but it seems out of place on someone like Kamal. And he should know - the two of them had labored over trying to make it look cohesive enough for an hour and a half before calling it a day and hoping that whoever it was for wouldn’t notice. But whoever it was for...

Kamal rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “I know you like when people call ahead… Sorry, I should’ve thought of that before I planned this whole thing out.”

“No, never! I mean - you are always welcome here.” Boris steps aside to let Kamal in. “But, I thought you had somewhere to be?”

“Yeah.” Kamal closes the door behind him. “Uh, here. Is where I was supposed to be, I mean.”

Boris blinks. “Oh.” He looks down at the bouquet, then back at Kamal’s face. Then back at the bouquet again. “So, this…”

“Yeah. Yes.” Kamal suddenly seems content to look anywhere but at Boris. That little...

Boris nods like hearing that didn’t just knock the wind right out of his lungs, and reaches for the bouquet with a careful slowness. “Can I…?”

Kamal does that little breath-through-the-noise laugh, and holds it out towards him. “I got it for you, didn’t I? Here.”

It’s a bit wilted, Boris notices with a small frown. That’s what he gets for letting Kamal talk him into using flowers that he knows are starting to go out of season, he supposes. Yet another part of him finds the phrasing a little silly - he makes it sound like Kamal is some sort of rugged outlaw rendering him helpless against his charms, which, in all honesty, isn’t a bad mental image… but not one that suits Kamal, he decides.

Realizing he had probably let too much time pass without saying anything, he clears his throat. “Would you like to sit down?”

“...Yeah. That’d be nice.”

So they make themselves comfortable in Boris’ living room, on the couch to the left of the TV. It’s set to some music channel, an easy source of background noise without the risk of distraction. There’s a pot boiling on the stove - Habit’s dinner, at least before Kamal showed up. The bouquet is temporarily housed in a mug of water on the coffee table. “Kamal?”

“Hm?”

“Why these flowers?”

“Oh! Uh,” Kamal sits up a little straighter. “So, the idea was that, because I know you love what you do - more than I think I’ve seen anyone love what they do, actually - the best gift to give you would be, uh. Something we both worked on, and that you were proud of. And also money.” He narrows his eyes. “Although now that I’m saying it out loud, maybe I should've just gone to another shop. Probably would’ve made the surprise more of a… surprise.”

Boris shrugs. “Maybe. But, I meant - why these flowers?”

Kamal’s brow furrows in confusion. “You’re a florist right? You’ve gotta know some things about flower language.”

He snorts. “Which one?”

“...Which one?”

“There are hundreds, maybe thousands! All over the world.” He smiles at Kamal, adjusting his position so that his side is pressed against the back cushions of the couch, his chin propped up on his hand as he looks at him. “So, which one? I have been wondering ever since you made the order.”

Kamal’s mouth hangs open for a moment. “I… Man, I just used the first guide I found on Spyder.”

“And what did that guide say?”

Kamal rolls his eyes and mutters something under his breath about Boris watching him squirm, and to be fair, he’s not completely wrong. “So, uh… the asters are for patience. Because, y’know. You’re real patient with me whenever I overthink. Or something. I’d like to think I’ve been patient with you.”

“You have,” says Boris. “You are.”

“Mhm. And then, uhh,” he draws out the last syllable, snapping his fingers as he tries to settle on the next flower. “Heather. Heather’s for admiration.”

“For what?”

“For - God, I dunno. Lots of things. You love what you do, you’re in touch with your emotions, you care about other people but you never get fatigued by it, you have good hair at 42. I could keep going all night.”

“You make me sound like a saint,” Habit sighs. “You helped with all of that, you know.”

“Just telling it like I see it. Anyway, then you got, uh, proteas. For daring. Chrysanthemums for loyalty, and then, uh…”

“...Yes?”

“Um. Amaryllis. Splendid beauty.” The last two words are said so hastily that Boris almost doesn’t catch them.

But oh, he very much does. He elects not to comment on it just in case - friends could call each other beautiful and it could mean absolutely nothing. Right? Right. “How poetic!”

“Yeah, well, when you’re best friends with a guy who asks you to do table readings of his scripts with him, some of it rubs off on ya.”

“Mmmhm. What about the roses?”

“What?”

“The roses. What do they mean?”

“C’mon, you know what a rose means. That’s like a universal one, ain’t it?”

“Well, maybe your guide said something different! I wouldn’t know.”

Kamal looks thoroughly unamused, but he relents. “Fine. It’s, uh, love. Like a love confession, when it’s red and yellow like that.”

“...Oh.”

“You weren’t expecting that?”

“No, I - I was. I think. I was expecting something.” He swallows. “It… is different, hearing it out loud.”

“Yeah, no kidding. It feels different saying it.” A pause, followed by a deep breath. “Um. It’s okay, y’know, if you don’t have an answer right now. Or, ever. I know it’s a lot to think about, since the last time we were - together, together, it kinda didn’t, y’know, go too well-”

Boris reaches for Kamal’s hand mid-sentence, engulfing it in his own. “I want to,” he says, holding Kamal’s hand to his chest. “I want to be with you, Kamal.”

He’s hoping the enthusiasm will comfort Kamal somehow, so he can’t deny that a little part of him withers when Kamal only stares back, eyebrows raised and mildly incredulous. 

“Jeez, uh,” he laughs, but not at him. “Listen, I’m glad we’re on the same page, but it’s not like we’re getting married! It can just be a date - no pressure at all.”

“Wh - You were the one who bought a gift!” He points out, letting go of Kamal’s hand. “An extravagant, symbolic gift! That’s something worth taking seriously!”

“Come on, you’re one to talk - this has nothing on Valentines’ Day ‘93. It’s not like I’m giving you a framed photo of myself!”

“I remember you liked Valentines’ Day ‘93, for the record. And I think a photo of you would be nice!”

“I did, until I cried in front of the entire - … you what?”

“I… think a photo of you would be nice,” Boris reiterates, lowering his voice as he does. “Maybe even to kiss, if you let me.” He crosses his arms defensively, raising an eyebrow at Kamal. His face feels like it’s on fire.

Kamal gives a thoughtful hum and nods to himself. “Uh huh. I’ll, uh, keep that in mind for next time, then.”

Boris can’t help the way the corners of his mouth quirk upward at that, the realization that yes, there will be a next time leaving him a little giddy. He presses a kiss to Kamal’s forehead.

“Next time,” he says warmly. “You can just get me a rose.”

Kamal wrinkles his nose. “Isn’t a rose kinda… basic?”

“Kamal.”

“Kidding, kidding. But I do think you deserve something a lil more personal. If you’re okay with that?”

“I am very okay with that. Thank you, Kamal.”

“Hah. No problem, Boris.”

[sonny-ray-of-goth]

Ahhhh I thought I posted this but nooooo it was deleted.

Anyway.

I love Phineas and Ferb

And I like to draw.

Sooooooo

I redrew the Phineas and Ferb gang a bit older and in more modern styles.

So let’s see shall we?

First up we have Phineas!

(Who is totally a trans guy)

I feel like Phineas definitely had some form of attention deficit disorder so I gave him a fidget toy, although I suppose he would probably make his own little gadgets to fidget.

I kept his design pretty much the same as his original but tried to give him a bit of a TikTok boi vibe with the puffy jacket over his pretty standard summer look.

I really wasn’t planning to give him the triangle head and just give him angular features but my friend insisted he wasn’t Phineas without the triangle head, sooooo.

And I gave the boy a butt load of freckles because that’s what he gets for those king summers.

Up next we have my personal favorite, Ferb!

First of, Ferb is definitely non binary he/they aro spec ace. I don’t make the rules. I just head canon.

Anyways..

Ferbs design is pretty much the same just with a bit of a more e-boy vibe.

Exchange the purple high-waisted pants for black high-waisted skinny jeans, and a purple sweater over his white button down.

And the iconic ace ring.

And dyed purple hair because we know Ferb would have that phase.

Also lots of piercings that he probably let Phineas give him and the freaking skater boi vanns.

AYYEEE PRETTY LADY, Isabella!

Preppy fighter girl vibez with this one!

Isabella definitely is an upstanding student but absolutely no one would mess with her.

Again kept her style pretty similar with some more modern touches, changing her overall dress look to a skirt with suspenders and a white king sleeve blouse instead of her original t shirt.

I darkened her skin tone because I just feel it suits her better and put her hair up in pig tails since she’s a very active person and would probably want it out of her face, similar to the braid we see in act your age.

The gloves are mostly fan service to me along with her being a BA.

You know she’d beat the living shit out of anyone who even tried to hurt her friends.

The nerdy babe is up next, Baljeet!

He basically got a similar revamp to Isabella, overalls being replaced with pants and suspenders and long sleeve instead of t shirt.

I gave him the whale dress socks as both a reference to the whalemingos (that his boyfriend won’t shut up about) and as a reference to my irl friend who wears funky socks all the time.

I gave him those cute little glasses because I can see him wearing them as reading glasses and that’s his justification because why else would someone wear glasses that small they are simply illogical-

And the bling.

Pocket watch is a reference to my other friend... and the necklace was just a nice touch.

The man, the myth, the bully! BUFORD!

Ok so act your age did my mans so dirty.

Let Buford be thicc.

I get the long hair, I can see it but also,

MAN BUN.

Otherwise I think Bufords style probably wouldn’t change that much, he’s got that grungey vibe , so I kept his shirt and turned his cargo shorts to pants.

I added the letterman jacket because he probably joined football but I added some patches I think he’d have, like the theater patch as an allusion to his directing passion, the drums from the Baljeetles, and a feminist patch because this man chugs that respect women juice.

And the ace ring because you can fight me on the fact that Buford is a gray ace.

Finally we have the queen of Mars, Candace!

Ok so Candace is definitely a trans girl (future post coming about that)

I can totally see Candace being a harujuku girl, 100% inspired by her obsession with ducky momo, who is on her tank top.

I kept the elements from her initial design like her red sweater, but I lengthens the sleeves and for her skirt I changed the white accents to a trim rather than her belt.

I also added a bunch of references to her personal tirades and just the show in general

For example, Chicago joe and Mary in her hair accessories and the hair wrap around her bun being zebra print, the skull pin from when Buford worked for her for a day and all the references on her shoes.

Anyway...

That’s all for now, if anyone cares to hear more of my Phineas and Ferb rambles, my asks are always open

Or if anyone’s interested in more of my art

Have a swell day!

[punchmedanny]

Chicago II July 25, 2018

Alright strap yourselves in cuz this is gonna be a long ass post WITH SPOILERS for Interactive Introverts. I will mark where spoilers begin if you want to read about pre show stuff. If you don't want any spoilers whatsoever, don't feel obligated to read this even if we're buddies! Feel free to send me an ask/dm instead 😅

Alright folks, let's go!

Playing the Waiting Game

I was supposed to get to the venue at 4 for m&g, but I got there before 3 because a) i'm terrified of being late and b) my uber driver made excellent time.

The venue was not open yet, so my bf and I walked to a nearby mall. We passed by the tour buses (presumably dnp's plus other performers'). There was a group of people hanging around them looking v stalkerish (please don't hang around the buses before the show)

We got back to venue around 3:50 and waited in line outside till 4 when the venue let us in. We were near the middle of the line, so if you want to be closer to the front, get there sooner lol

Turns out I was behind the lovely @noodlephil in line (although I didn’t know till after!)

Two internet friends were meeting for the first time and crying (it was adorable)

Inside, there was a table with staff that checked and marked our tickets then gave us silver paper wristbands

We got in a second line where we had a bag check (our venue allowed sealed water bottles, but that might vary) and were scanned by a wand metal detector. After that, staff scanned our tickets 

We went to a third line which was the actual line for m&g and were told the m&g itself would start around 4:30

Marianne came by and said we would be waiting a bit longer for "latecomers" (im p sure dnp were the latecomers because most people were there at that point haha)

Marianne walked like a frickin goddess and her voice was beautiful

She made a speech giving us a rundown of how m&g would work, which I recorded

The m&g area was set up in the lobby to the side of the theatre doors

Dan and Phil entered from our left (towards the back of the theate)

They jogged across the m&g backdrop where we could see them better and waved. Dan did the cutest bouncy jump ever while waving. He stayed out longer than Phil

There was a table to set your bag on as you approached the backdrop

The music was loud af and there was NO WAY to see or hear other people's m&g - it was v private even though there were tons of people

Marianne was at the very front of the line and asked what she could do to help. I was like uhhh (because I'm eloquent like that) and she asked if we had anything for them to sign. My bf had golf balls lmao and gave them to her. I said I wanted to take a Polaroid for them to sign. She had me turn the camera on because apparently they’d had issues with Polaroid cameras in the past

I thanked her for the way everything was being run and joked a bit while we waited

When it was our turn, the people in front of us were completely gone (I repeat: v private). Marianne gestured and verbally told us to go on in

Meeting Dan and Phil

Phil was wearing his red jacket and good vibes t-shirt just like the beginning of "week in the life" He welcomed us with open arms and I went in for the Phil Hug. Wow. Phil is an excellent hugger and his arms felt a lot stronger than I imagined. And, yes, he waited for me to let go first

As soon as I let go of Phil, I stepped to the side and and looked at Dan. He was wearing his II denim jacket over a white t-shirt. He also had his arms wide for a hug. And lemme tell you, that boi has a fuckin wingspan. Dan gave a more gentle hug than Phil and we let go at like the same time

I am not a hugger and wasnt even 100% sure before I went in that I would hug them tbh

After the hugs, I stepped back and took them both in that's what she said. My initial impression was confidence and class. Literally, the most confident people I've ever encountered irl

Everyone says they're tall, but they are, as my bf said, taller than advertised. He's 6'2 and still looked up to both of them. I feel like they're both close to the next inch up honestly

They are wide. Like we've all noticed the Phil is wide, but Dan is too! They are literal giants

The cameras do NOT do them justice. Phil looks his age irl and I mean that in the sexiest way possible. He does actually have pores and tiny wrinkles (gasp), but I think they only make him more attractive. He oozes understated masculinity. But he also has serious nerd energy and idgaf attitude. Basically, he seems kind of badass

Dan looked flawless. Like I know every so often people wonder about if he wears makeup and all imma say is either he does OR he has the best damn skin care routine and/or genetics ever. He looks like someone after they use a filter

I'd say dan is suave and phil has swagger

(I'm about to sound real fucking weird) They both had such strong auras or energy or whatever you want to call it. It was palpable and BIG - like it extended off of them a couple feet. Dan's felt more static-y, while phil's felt more like balloon about to burst. It merged together between them to where I couldn't tell where one stopped and the other started

Marianne handed Phil the golf balls and he and Dan just stared at them in his hand in confusion for a second then Phil said "golf balls?" before my bf explained it was because they were the caddy lads. They chuckled and Dan said it was "the only series that has any value"

I am now the proud (?) owner of photos and video of phil holding two balls in his hand and I feel really weird about it

Dan asked if I had anything for them to sign, so I told him I wanted to take a Polaroid to which Dan replied, "D'ya want me to attempt the rare Polaroid selfie?"

Then I actually gently teased Dan (!?!?) because I'm a little shit lol I said, "I successfully did one this morning, so I hope you can"

They both seemed mildly amused and he did the thing where he touched his chest lightly in mock offense and said, "Well, let's see"

Tbh I think this was why I got genuine smiles in my pic

Dan said, "Beautiful" and Phil said "Amazing" lol (it really was tho)

Dan described the signature he'd be doing as "the tiniest little dan" and he used the highest voice ever

Phil's signature was so bad im pretty sure dan laughed at it lmao

Dan offered another selfie with my phone (i love him)

I shook their hands before I left and they seemed surprised, but appreciative. They both had excellent handshakes: firm, but not too hard. They both had soft, warm hands with Phil's being about average and Dan's being warmer than average

Overall, they were incredibly kind and professional. The vibe to be was sort of like talking to a boss who isn't your direct boss at a work party: fun, but still guarded

The saying goes "Never meet your heroes," but whoever said that obviously never met dan and phil. This was one of my happiest memories of all time

1500+ word description of the meeting including a sommelier worthy account of how the boys smell

And here’s the (real shit) video of my m&g

The Pre-Show

After meeting the bois, we were immediately given our goodie bags (one of them was double stuffed, lucky me)

Staff asked if we’d be staying in the theatre or not. Upon telling them we’d be leaving, they let us know we’d need to scan out so we could re-enter later

We bought merch (tie-dye/marbled look tee, long sleeved tee, and denim jacket). The line was basically non-existant, so if you have VIP 100% get your merch at this time

We scanned out and were told we could re-enter at 6 along with general admittance ticket holders

We had dinner then got back around 6:10. There was no line this time and we went through security and ticket scanning again

There were so many people everywhere and everyone was so cute! Why are we such a good looking fandom??? The line for merch was EXTREMELY long. RIP those folks

So was the line for the restrooms (and multiple men’s rooms were turned into ladydoors women’s restrooms)

We got 2 drinks (both for me) then went to our seats. We were front and center - I could literally touch the stage with my shoe from my seat. At this time I met @phandommom and @crunchytoasted1

The pre-show music was loud af where I was seated (I actually put in ear plugs lol). Lots of people were dancing and I got to witness crunchytoast dance to “Ladydoor” live which was a treat. At one point various people were running across the theatre with various LGBT+ flags to plenty of cheers. ‘Twas glorious. People did the whole waving the phone flashlights thing and sang along during “Welcome to the Black Parade”

My bf got me 2 more drinks

Showtime! 

THIS IS WHERE THE SPOILERS START!!!

It was so, so weird to see them onstage after having the m&g. I legit wanted to climb onstage and like be close again, but, ya know, I didn’t cuz I know what’s socially acceptable

We were called Susan. Classic

Phil was wearing waffle socks. As in socks with tiny waffles all over them

We sacrificed Phil to Satan and Dan died in a furry nightclub

None of mine or my bf’s answers got chosen and I’m a bit salty lol

We sacrificed Dan (the only correct choice fite me)

At intermission the line for the bathrooms was sooooo long omg. I got myself 2 more drinks at this point and called @h-owllslide to gush about the show. I spilled one of my drinks on my bf a little when I sat back down.

Danny was 3 centimeters away from loosing his dick and he got paint on his shoe. He seemed legit irked lol

Nick Jonas was in Dan’s box, but I don’t recall the other two cuz that was the only one that mattered imo

I got a piece of the sign and when they threw it into the audience it was a bit disturbing how everyone tore into it like a swarm of pirahnas

They wore Cubs baseball shirts over their usual shirts during the rap/song finale which was absolutely precious. I LOVED the finale so fucking much - it was magnificent

END SPOILERS!!!

Closing Thoughts

I wish I hadn’t drank so much (6 wines for those of you keeping track at home). I was getting real embarrassing by the end (as in screaming excitedly too much/ too often) and I don’t remember it as clearly as I wish I did. I was just freaking tf out and my anti-anxiety meds weren’t cutting it

I was struggling incredibly hard not to disassociate the entire time

I wish I could go to another show. It was so fun!

The following day, I had a major mood drop. If you’re prone to this, maybe have a plan to hang with someone and do something nice, but lowkey the next day

This was literally the most fun thing I’ve done in at least two years and was one of my happiest memories ever. We’re talking patronus conjuring levels of happy

If you can go, go. If you can’t, don’t feel too bad. It was EXTREMELY intense and not for everyone (especially m&g). Plus they are putting it up later, which I’m looking forward to because I think I’ll be able to better absorb it

Please feel free to ask me anything about the show! I’d love to go on about it lol

[lolbtsaus]

Street Racer!Taehyung

And now it is time for the second half of the Daegu line, the love of my life, an absolute prince with the voice of an angel like I’m still not over Stigma, I’ll never be over Stigma bc my bby just sat there and proved to anyone that doubted him that he was a talented bub and that he could sing his cute ass off and I’m so proud, Kim Taehyung aka V aka tae tae

First up are the visuals bc I need to talk about this it’s so nice

Orange!Tae bc I gotta

Orange!Tae was such a blessing it is still my favorite hairstyle on Tae (which is saying a lot bc I love tae’s hair and it’s hard to choose just one favorite) I gotta stay loyal to it and choose it for this AU

Plus Vmin (for anyone that didn’t read Jimin’s part of this AU, I gave him his orange hair as well) it all works out great

But also I think that his hair would change a lot I don’t see him sticking to one hair color for too long

So he’s got the blonde for a while then he pops up at the next race with red hair and then it’s black and then it’s green

Side note I feel like Tae’s green hair is so underrated like that shit was nice as fuck I would love to see him try that type of hair out again bc wow oh wow that was a good look

Just gonna add in some bad boy!tae (here) bc once again Vmin, Jimin’s a bad boy, tae’s a bad boy and also my brain is just going in this direction so I gotta add some barista!Tae too (here)

Just to sum up bad boy!Tae’s visuals for anyone that hasn’t read the original post, he’s got a few piercings (snake bites, a tongue piercing and an eyebrow piercing) and he has a sleeve on one of his arms

So all of the boys have tattoos to represent Bangtan right, they all have a lil “B” on them

Side note quick head canon that Tae and Jimin get their tattoos together

Tae’s is on the back of his neck bc it’s another one of those spots that’s pretty easy to hide when he wants to but also show off when he wants to

He can very easily just wear a shirt with a higher collar or a jacket and there you go no more tattoo

But if he wears just a t-shirt or anything with a lower collar, he can show it off pretty easily

Like when he’s at work, he doesn’t really hide the tattoos but he also doesn’t walk around in a muscle tee pointing at his arm

He’s a total favorite at work, he’s so bubbly and happy and if you asked them, not a single one would even think Tae was a racer

They all see him as this total cutie who somehow knows how to make every single drink and WILL ask to pet your dog, even if he’s gotta go outside to do it he is petting that dog and getting a quick cuddle

The same thing happens when he’s with all of the racers, nobody expects him to be a lil badass bc he’s so smol and cute and giggly and he’s got that infamous smile that melts hearts

He’s friends with literally everyone, we’ve all seen how quickly Tae can become friends with someone he’s just so outgoing

  He’ll race you and then make you a super nice coffee of your choice 

Okay but I have this head canon that Tae is a street racer long before Yoongi finds him

I just have this vision in my head of Tae being lowkey about it and only going every now and then to goof off but then Yoongi sees him race

Tae is the first one to join Bangtan but Jungkook is quick to join like literally the next day Jungkook’s in and then it’s Jimin then Hoseok then Namjoon then Jin (and Yoongi is the one that starts it all)

Tae’s specialty is handling tracks that have a lot of turns

He’s not a full on drifter (although he can) but if the course is gonna have a lot of turns, they all know that it’s gotta be Tae bc he’s hands down the best at those type of tracks

He does it all while being in the lead, he’s another driver where you know once he’s in the lead, that’s it you’re done might as well just stop bc you aren’t passing him

He’s also really good at somehow knowing a l l of the shortcuts which doesn’t help with that whole not passing him thing

Tae is like lowkey really competitive irl like in that question game they played where they were sat on the pillows and they had to scoot forward to answer, this kid was racing forward with zero time to spare even if he didn’t have the answer bc he’s just so competitive

He’s gonna do his best to win every single time and he’s only lost a handful of times bc he doesn’t like letting the boys down

Tae’s reputation isn’t squeaky clean so when he brings you to one of the races you aren’t surprised at all

“I should’ve figured you’d be into this tbh”

You aren’t fully on board bc there are so many down sides to it like he could get hurt, especially since he’s the driver that handles the windy roads the most but all of the boys agree that they’d never send Tae out if they felt he was gonna be in any danger

You let it slide for now and you can’t help but smile when you see the excitement in his eyes after he wins

“Did you see me??”

“I saw”

“I was fast wasn’t I”

“That’s kinda the point of a race but yes, yes you were”