#and also i tried to use a react tutorial to figure out how to do it one nextjs

[bf-rally]

i swear building the front end is the most painful part

[maliciousandcrude]

Hey. So. See this?

I'm gonna now info dump about this AU. Also, a lil note, the reason why it probably sounds like a YouTube comment is because it's based on this all stars cover I found (I also posted this in the comments section.)

Anyways. Time to dip.

After the events of Mario Madness, Ultra M was just chilling with Omega. After a while a strange black void esque portal opens up. The two look up at it in confusion, before Ultra M gets bonked in the head by a.... Computer? And a blue flashdrive. Confused, they put the computer on a desk and inserted the flashdrive into the puter before turning it on. It was almost empty. There were hardly any applications on the computer. The only thing on it being... Friday Night Funkin. Except the icon for the game was red. Upon realizing what it is. Ultra M attempted to turn off the computer. But it refused. He tried to take the flashdrive out, and that failed too. He tried many other ways to get rid of the computer, and all of them failed. He then decides he should just walk away and- Wait, where's the door? In its place there was a message in bloody handwriting.

"IF YOU WANT TO LEAVE. PLAY THE GAME."

Eventually he gives up and realizes he's forced to play a possibly cursed version of FNF. He opens the game and at first, it seems... Normal. But he still had his suspicions. He plays the tutorial song and after beating it, the game seemed to have stopped responding. Before he could react, an arm comes out and pulls him into the computer alongside Omega. Once they were pulled in they fell on the stage that was from the tutorial and Week 1. Except, no one was around. It was completely empty. Ultra M looks around before he notices someone in the distance. Curious, he goes up to the figure. It looked like... Boyfriend. He taps the figure's shoulder and...

"Boo yeah... HAHAHA!"

It was a demonic version of Boyfriend?! Ultra M was surprised, though not shocked, the demonic Boyfriend (who'll be named BF.LMX) starts speaking. "HAHA! I genuinely didn't think I could get myself into your world! But here we are!" He then looks over at Omega and chuckled. "And it seems I brought ya lil furry slave along beh?" To which Omega grumbled at. BF.LMX was about to speak up again but suddenly M attempted to attack him with his abilities. Only to realize... He couldn't. "What's wrong big guy? Can't use ya powers?" BF.LMX taunted before speaking up again. "I don't think ya noticed this, but you're actually prrrreeeettttyyyy weak outside of ya world. You're an absolute beast in your realm, but here? Ya nothing more than a mutated Mario round these parts."

Ultra M grumbled before BF.LMX spoke up again. "I suppose I should just cut to the chase. Basically, ya killed the good me. The normal me. And I can't let that slide ya know? That good side of me allowed me to be contained here. But since he's dead, I can do whatever I want. And what better way to start then to terrorize the dude who killed the normal me?" He stated. "Lemme tell ya something real quick. I'm an omnipotent bastard. Just like you. I can do anything I want except leave the flashdrive I'm stuck in. And I have a lil deal for ya." He then pulls out his microphone. "Ya know how you usually have to beat three songs in each week? If ya can beat my ass in 3 songs, then I could let ya out of that lil cartridge hell Mr Dearest trapped ya in." Those words made M lit up in excitement, and LMX could tell. So he speaks again. "Ya seem excited bout that deal beh? So..." He throws a microphone at him. "Whaddya say?" M picks up the Microphone before agreeing. "Boo Yeah Haha! This'll be fun!" And so the first song starts. Funking Familiar (Name for Its-A-Me LMX Mix (It sucks I know)). Halfway through the song, LMX lets out a deafening laugh, and after that, the stage suddenly begins to levitate off the ground. Once the song ends. LMX let's out a laugh, before him, M and Omega are suddenly rap battling on a floating stage which then falls apart. Leaving them on their own platforms, the ground beneath them having been replaced with a toxic sludge. And the second song Rapping Rampage (Starman Slaughter LMX Mix) begins. A little while later, a messed up version of those weird background dancers from Week 4 shows up, playing a guitar. Shortly after that, LMX falls off the platform due to a knife and soon his versions of Nene and Darnell appear. Once their parts are done, they get hit in the head by microphones and they fall into the toxic sludge. And soon, LMX reappears, due to the sludge, not only did he lose a leg, but a bit of his face melted as well. Once the Song ends, LMX throws his Microphone at Ultra M and Omega's platform, causing them to fall. But just before they drown in the sludge, Omega grabs M by the arm, and using his raccoon powers carry him up into the air. LMX, enraged, goes after them, before he could get to them though, Omega uses a warp whistle he brought along to help him and M escape. As LMX watches them escape. He muttered under his breath. "Ya know what...? I might as well make ya both suffer the same way ya made THEM suffer... BOO YEAH HAHAHA!"

[putschki1969]

2024/05/30 Blog post by Wakana アフタートークイベントのこと！〜自撮りチャレンジは続く〜

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After-Talk Event！〜The Selfie-Challenge Continues〜

I was asked a lot about my nails during the online after-talk event on the 17th, so I'm going to post a few photos of my nails! I asked the nail artist to paint my nails in colours which aligned with my releases from the past five years. Funnily enough, I got so engrossed in talking with the manicurist that I ended up getting my fingers painted in the wrong order! ＼(^o^)／ By the way, when I decided to take some pictures, I really struggled to figure out how to get both of my hands on a photo. I eventually thought that a mirror would probably be the best idea. For some reason, decided to include my face, even though these pictures were meant to be about my nails😎This way, it automatically became part of my continuing selfie challenge! ＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و //／／Let's go! The truth is, ever since I uploaded my first selfies, the back of my phone has been decorated like this with Kid-sama and Conan-kun, but maybe no one had noticed it before? Unfortunately, when I tried to get all of my fingers in the frame, I ended up covering the faces of Kid-sama and Conan-kun's. It may look like I'm purposefully trying to hide Kid-sama from you, but I really just wanted my fingers to be the focus of the pictures. No matter how many times I tried, I couldn't get all my nails in the frame, so I was ready to give up and tried smiling a bit. (At this point, I think everyone is just super curious about Kid-sama and Conan-kun's faces.) And this is how the nail edition of my selfie challenge ended.

Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／

Taking pictures of your nails is hard! (Am I the only one struggling with this?)

Well, it was a lot of fun chatting with everyone who participated in the online after-talk event on the 17th😊 It was my first time looking back on a live performance together with all of you so I was a little nervous😳💓 On the way to the studio, I was a little overwhelmed by the number of people in the city, I felt a little dizzy🌀💫 It was very soothing to interact with you through the comment section🥰Thank you...🥰 During the broadcast, we looked at photos from the live performance and reflected on the setlist. I also shared some stories from the rehearsals and a couple of backstage anecdotes from the day of the live. Occasionally, I would also read through everyone's real-time comments and react to them. It was only five days after the live performance so the timing was perfect. Everyone's memory was still fresh so I was very happy to hear your thoughts😆It was a refreshing experience✨

During the event we also played a mini-game called "Following the trajectory of my 5-year solo career!" It was a pretty difficult game in which I had to arrange a number of photos from the past five years in chronological order within three minutes😂 I had to judge those pictures based on what I was wearing and while I was able to figure out most of it, I also made a few mistakes 😅I was quite confused whenever I got multiple live photos from the same year. And I got my dress colours mixed up with all those Classical Live photos... 👗 I played three rounds of this game and if I managed to get 2 out of 3 right, I would receive a reward from the staff members. It was really exhausting 🤣 I asked everyone to participate in the comment section, you were amazing!! ! You knew everything right away 😳 Your memory is so much better than mine 😂 At the end, I got 2 right and my reward was a big smile from my staff members!! ! ! Yup, that's it〜〜😂 Kinda underwhelming but still, thank you! 😂

I also read the messages everyone had submitted in the Fan Club section "Bokutachi no (=our) VOICE"📖 You shared your thoughts in such a detailed and articulate manner... I don't really know anyone else who is able to express their thoughts so meticulously 😭✨I'm really grateful 🥺 The messages bring me so much joy and strength that I will still go and read them sometimes. 💪💪💪 By the way, I addressed a lot of your comments during the event but for some reason the comment that stuck with me the most was "When you pulled out the chair, it sounded like the roar of a lion!" 🤣🤣🤣Thank you for this hilarious comment! It really was the sound of a lion roaring!!

Thank you to everyone who participated in the after-talk event!! !Last but not least, I'll post all the live photos that were shown during the stream＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و //／／ (Photos by Ushijima Kosuke)

Well then, until next time~☆( *'▽'*)/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

[the-bjd-community-confess]

making bjd eyes is one of the things i’m THE most passionate about, but i’m struggling a bit finding the best way to make them, both in regards to their longevity, but also my health. im going to talk about it and ask if anybody has any ideas :3

i want to use the least toxic materials i can. i started off using uv resin as everybody seemed to use in their tutorials, and because of that i didn’t know how ridiculously toxic the fumes are. be careful with that stuff!!!!!!!!!! im now using non toxic slow cure resins, which is less convenient, but i’d rather not die for little plastic eyeballs!!!!!! be mindful of your health please!!!!!!

im also worried about the yellowing rates of all materials i could use. i’d like my eyes to hold up for as many years as they can!! for eye bases, im currently experimenting with said non toxic resin that’s also meant to be quite uv stable, combined with titanium dioxide powder for colouring which is also used as an anti uv ingredient in sunscreen…but im not a chemist and don’t know what fumes they make together. the resin on its own can be nontoxic because it doesn’t react with anything but itself, but i don’t know what adding the titanium dioxide will do. so far it’s working okay! i just need to find ways to grind the powder better as it likes to clump (pestle and mortar isn’t working super great for me rn). i did try polymer clay for the bases, but found it really hard to get into all the nooks and crannies so they came out wrong!! as well as it being near impossible for me to keep ALL the dust out. painting over it with acrylic paint made them a bit sticky…and therefore dusty again…

for the irises i use polymer clay! i tried pan pastels, but i can’t get it to look anything but grainy and muddy, so polymer clay is best for me. im currently waiting for some new moulds that should fit the irises, so i can cure them separately and then insert them into the bases. i am NOT !! putting resin in the oven after all that work to detox the process

it’s so difficult!!! but i want to make sure i can deliver the best product i possibly can while keeping myself safe. im so passionate about my craft but it’s so hard to meet problem after problem!!!! and it’s so stressful to see people sell uv resin eyes they didn’t use proper ppe to make!!!! stop that!!!! also while i’m at it, cure your polymer clay inside the resin, the polymers will break down the resin eventually and it’ll just suck and be nasty!!

a lot of my other ideas would be super expensive to set up too, so they’re going on the back burner for now. i hope all this is worth it and people will like my eyes once i figure it all out. im still happy just to make them for myself, but i don’t have enough dolls to justify sitting and making eyes all day for that!! if anybody has any experience or ideas for how to reduce fumes and increase longevity, please tell me!!!! im trying Everything i can get my hands on. sometimes i feel like i’m losing my mind thinking solely of little plastic eyes all day long

~Anonymous

[lazar-codes]

16/08/2023 || Day 66

React To-Do App - Log # 2

I struggled a bit today with this project and almost just looked up how to create a to-do list app with React, but after watching the first 5 mins of a tutorial, my stubborn genes kicked in and I exited out of the video and tried to figure it out. Essentially, the logic behind the app is that I will have an array of objects, in which each object is a Task and each Task object has a field for a description, which is what the user wants to add to their to-do list. Now, when a user creates a new task, the description is empty, and it's only until the user types something in the input that the appropriate Task will update its description field. With React, I iterate through the array of Task objects and pass each entry into it's own component which comprises of the checkbox, input, and delete button.

So far, I have semi-functionality with adding tasks and deleting tasks. I still need to save info to local storage and then retrieve it, so that way the user's tasks are saved upon refreshing the website/app. I'm really happy with how I have the code for updating the task description:I'm using a parent callback function to pass the input from the child component to the parent component when the input field is no longer in focus, and setting the task description to the input from there. Here's the code in the child component:

Once the data is passed up to the parent component, here's the code to handle the event of saving and updating a specific tasks' description:

And then once everything's down, we iterate over each task in the list of task objects and create components while passing down the task's description:

I also got the basic CSS down, but will obviously fiddle with that more (though I really like the colour scheme). Next up will be to improve on the way I give input data (i.e. right now, the text in the input field are serving as the "placeholder" variable, so if I were to click on one and type in it, it would remove what's currently there).

Here's a WIP shot:

[tippenfunkaport]

if ur still doing fic requests, can u do how all the SPOP characters react to Elon Musk and the twitter implosion?

I got this ask few days ago and wrote this but didn't post bc I left some characters out but I’m never going to have a better chance to post it than now so, here ya go!

Catra and Glimmer immediately went on the assault, using their verified status to impersonate the Muskrat… were both promptly suspended. Catra a few hours before Glimmer, which won her the bet between them, and she will never, EVER let Glimmer live it down.

Catra does still maintain Melog's Twitter presence (Entrapta buttered the cat as part of an elaborate experiment and Melog went viral) because its platform on unions and worker's rights was too important to squander.

In the spirit of Adventure!, Sea Hawk took advantage of the unregulated verification system to sow chaos by registering as a number of political figures and brands. At last count, he'd managed to tank the value of Amazon stock with what pundits are nicknamed the "wick in a box" stunt and was the direct cause of Old Spice suing Twitter for “damaging the sanctity of the brand and also several nautically theme shooting sets.”

Mermista claimed that the whole thing was, like, too stupid to join in but that was because she was secretly hoping to use her Twitter account to participate in #pitmad this year and finally get a book deal for Dead in the Water, the first in her series of undersea murder mysteries.

Adora immediately made accounts on Mastodon, Cohost, and every other Twitter alternative she could find and is trying to build up a following. She has tweeted the exact same joke on no less than five platforms as of this moment and is frantically researching tips for increasing engagement because social media is a game and she WILL win.

Bow's Twitter account was also suspended for impersonating Musk. Glimmer again. But he never really used it. He's more into making helpful YouTube tutorials. He has a Tumblr account too, but it's mostly filled with embarrassing old posts from his old Pirates of the Caribbean roleplaying days.

Netossa and Spinnerella finally ceded their long standing competition to see who could get the most Twitter followers and decided to concentrate on their popular YouTube channel where they document their ongoing prank war. They are currently competing to see who can stack the most verified checkmarks on their Tumblr account.

Kyle said it was a shame about Twitter going down but he wasn't too worried, since he still had his parasocial fanbase of 50 million fans who watched his gaming streams. Despite his underwhelming face reveal last month, he is still currently part of 3 of the top 10 ships on AO3.

Lonnie also streams and 99% of the comments on her streams are about how she's so underrated and deserves so much more popularity. She and Rogelio also have a big following on their fitness TikTok where they participate in funny trends and bully Kyle.

Entrapta does not need a social network. She IS the social network. She's so deeply tapped in she knows about every trend or breaking news story five minutes before it happens and has personally overthrown at least two governments without leaving her desk chair. She has an account on every major social network, but her close friends know those are just bots working off highly developed AI. If she does feel like actually socializing online, she makes a burner and hops on Reddit to start trouble in the Linux subreddits by recommending ethically dubious hacks for the lulz.

Hordak used to be a bit of a darkweb edgelord with an extensive collection of NFTs, but he's stopped hanging around with that bad crowd. These days, he's proudly not online at all, but always listens very patiently whenever Entrapta tries to explain the latest memes.

Frosta's deep into the Club Penguin fandom on Tumblr and has written 400k words of Jelsa fanfic she would die if anyone in the princess alliance found out about.

Castaspella only uses Facebook, where she shares nothing but wine-mom Minion memes despite the fact that she is not a mom and has never seen any of the Despicable Me movies. The day Farmville went offline, she wept openly.

Micah also only uses Facebook. His wizard roleplay group uses it for meetings. He signs every single one of his status (“Had a lovely with my daughter today! -Micah”) and no one can convince him to stop.

George and Lance share a Facebook account and also sign every post so when the three dads start talking to each other, it's too #cringe #oldfail for anyone else to look at.

Adora banned Swift Wind from the internet because he's too gullible and has fallen for every online scam there is.

Perfuma left Twitter at her therapist's suggestion because it made her too angry. She was incapable of not trying to “patiently” explain to people why they were wrong, no matter how bad faith the argument. She was once ratioed so hard in the comments of RoudUp’s official twitter account that she started a four day flamewar that only ended when Scorpia had to physically stop her from getting into her car and hunting down the other users. These days she just looks at the pretty pictures on Pinterest and takes a deep, calming breath. Though her eye still twitches at the idea that somehow, somewhere someone is probably being wrong on the internet.

Scorpia herself was at first heartbroken when she heard about Twitter’s potential demise until Perfuma showed her that there are also cute animal accounts to follow on Tumblr and Facebook and then she was all good.

Double Trouble has said they will be going down with the ship, keeping their dozen+ different troll and sockpuppet accounts going until the very end because they enjoy the chaos.

Wrong Hordak does not use Twitter but he would love to show you this most amusing meme he found that you definitely already saw four months ago.

[ursie]

Pjo influencer au hcs?

Literally so mad I can't find the messages I had w Yona :( @tsigililimclean / @royharper (who has the best hcs ever stan Yona or die)

anyway :

goes w/o saying they're a known friendgroup ect and the internet?? has sm theories on them fdfggf

Percy : you know those family/couple youtubers/bloggers?? that's them. does gf/bf challenges-the only reason they aren't cancelled is because they're actually v cute and love each other but. thin ice. even more popular for sitting in the back of Annabeths vids listening to her infodump w heart eyes. somewhat of a cryptid on his actual personal media. does not answer personal questions. people will be like?? why do you know x or did x happen and he's like <3 read at 5:23. great at snapchat and facebook. banned from twitter.

Annabeth : see above, also has a youtube series where she explains stuff. not quite breadtube but adjacent. and i'm sorry to say but you know she has L*ndsay Ellis vibes when reviewing media :( shit at social media save for youtube , facebook, & pinterest (has a really really popular pinterest-literally her main site)

Rachel : lotta diy vids!! def gets clowned on for doing those whilst being rich but most people appreciate the fact she tries the hacks to see if they work because she can afford to waste the money. also and I'm sorry but you know it's true. def a weird asmr girl. lotta painting vids. most popular on tumblr/snapchat/youtube. also banned from twitter

Jason : try guys type vids w Leo and Piper (along w a podcast) except he's actually getting dragged along and doesn't want to be there. has a booktube. has social media stuff for contacting friends (Nico) ect but also. just doesn't understand any of it. still has the default icon on most of them. the internet is in a constant frenzy trying to figure out if hes that Jason Grace. no one gets how and why he knows these people

Leo : see above except he likes pyrotechnics, also twitch streamer. banned from twitter constantly making new accounts. really fun snapchat, insta, & tiktok does not update his stuff enough to justify the amount of followers he has.

Pipes : see above also I'm sorry but. leftube but in a valid not annoying way. also def a lgbt+ commentary channel, reaction channel very popular for reacting to and mocking her dads films. does a lot of beading tutorials. Very popular public twitter because she's like. her dads kid. not very popular private twitter she actually uses. really popular insta and extremely popular tiktok

Frank : niche tiktoker where he posts his archery vids but is most popular for posting vids of/with his more popular friends :(. twitch streamer, pro mythomagic player-known for streaming w Nico & Hazel more than anything else. has a facebook and snap-does not have anything else. shockingly was the first one from their group to be banned from twitter for threatening to kill someone

Hazel : comically popular tiktoker (shares account w Nico so their followers are p split), posts horse vids otherwise is just known for being Nico's adorable lil sis and appearing in his stream/games (along with his friends)

Drew : really popular makeup/fashion blogger on literally all sites. genuinely so pissed Nico was verified before her. everyone gueststars on her channel for makeovers. Will and her had a very public relationship and subsequent breakup but to everyones surprise Nico probs guest appears on her channel more than anyone but maybe Rachel. appears on his mythomagic stream. posts a lot of very popular cosplay vids once she embraces her nerdy side . famous for getting into discourse

Clarisse : stopped posting because she didn't like all the inappropriate comments on her workout pics/vids ect but is starting to do it again. tiktok/insta lesbian icon

Will : see Drew, also has a decently popular tiktok for his music, along w an insta/snapchat. along with that he does sign and acoustic covers of popular songs. niche youtube but is popular to his target audience. wants to be voiceplay big someday but his channel and group just isn't there yet. appears on Nico's game stream.

Reyna : guests on sm channels. also and I'm sorry but she does true crime/ghost stories whilst doing makeup/hair tutorials. otherwise does a lot of politcal vids. famous for not getting into discourse. on Nico's game stream. has a twitter but only for events. otherwise just. isn't into social media that much tbh. literally just wants to look at horse vids

Nico my bestie : I'm sorry but the absolute Eugene try guys energy he has. has a wildy popular channel where he posts everything from diy vids, to how to play vids, to tutorials, alot of niche history vids. some leftube vids, some ,makeup vids...his range. appears on like everyones stream. pro twitch streamer where he plays vintage arcade games whilst infodumping on completely random topics. has a very popular mythomagic & dnd stream going on w some of his friends. verified on everything. no one can figure out how he's posting pics from paris and new orleans in the same afternoon. gets banned from twitter all the time but has a sep stan twitter that's even more popular. lot of really cool pics on intsa and snapchat (really just him telling people where he is rn), lotta Cr*pplepunk stuff, lgbt+ stuff, & Romani activism. doesn't get into drama but always ends it. known for having & posting receipts. sorry to say also has a popular tumblr..like...you just know he has like 6 diff blogs for his hyperfixations :)

[dimayeon]

ʟɪᴘ ʜᴜɢɢɪɴɢ 101 — ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs

synopsis — how do the boys kiss you?

characters — artem ; marius ; vyn ; luke

warnings — may or may not turn into steamy town IM LOOKING AT YOU VYN AND MARIUS?1!2?2! also its shorter hcs tis time bc i usually only write two at a time sob

ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍ ᴡɪɴɢ.

— he's one of those types where he has no idea what the fuck he's doing, but once he knows what the fuck he's doing — he knows what the fuck he's doing

— it won't come as a surprise to say that artem's a novice in love, nor would it come as a surprise to say that artem has no idea on how to kiss.

— he tried turning to google, but it only ruined it for him instead

— "am i supposed to eat their face out???"

— trashed google figuratively — it isn't good for reliable sources OR tutorials smh

— though, after much trial and error (do NOT ask him where and how he practiced), he was able to experience just how great it could really be.

— SOFT KISS SOFT KISS SOFT KISS

— this bb does not want to hurt you even if it's just lip hugging :'( omfg he's so precious i caNT

— often has a hand at the small of your back and the other hand gently cupping your neck to angle towards him

— kisses you as if you're made out of glass, touches so feathery and gentle and sweet and soft

— you will forever remain confident that there is nothing more meaningful

ᴍᴀʀɪᴜs ᴠᴏɴ ʜᴀɢᴇɴ.

— this bitch i swear

— he think hes the master of all masters and will have your knees incredibly weak, and that no kisses from him WON'T turn into make-outs

— the most infuriating part is that he's right

— he gently nips your bottom lip then soothes the sting with his warm tongue, cupping your jaw or even taking your chin and forcing you to face upwards (gently, though), and you fucking bet he's kabedon-ing against the wall glass panes of his office in pax

— bro he'd totally try to go for that string of saliva when he pulls away bc he thinks its cool hELP

— always tries to carry you bridal style every single time his lips press against yours at some point in the kiss (THAT ARE SO ANNOYINGLY SOFT WTF MARIUS WHAT ARE YOU USING???) and your hand usually smacks his arm away as a sign to not push the limits

— though, there are a few rare times when he actually is successful at carrying you and that's when your knees can literally cannot work anymore from how powerful and intoxicating his kisses are

— can and will always leave you breathless in the best way possible

ᴠʏɴ ʀɪᴄʜᴛᴇʀ.

— his kisses is what i'd describe as baiting the prey...

— then going for the kill.

— it's kind of like a mixture between artem and marius, except he's far more aggressive than marius if he wants to.

— this sussy bitch istg

— there are times when you actually feel lightheaded at times from the intensity of his kisses, when he places a hand on the back of your head and the other arm looped around your shoulders and his other hand resting comfortably on your shoulder cap

— he knows exactly how to push your buttons in the most wrong and right ways possible, knowing how you react to certain things — knowing what'd you be like mentally during and after the kiss.

— he's not only a genius in psychology but also at kissing

— move out of the way maribitch, vyn's taking your throne

ʟᴜᴋᴇ ᴘᴇᴀʀᴄᴇ.

— oh, luke.

— it's mild kisses.

— not that there's anything wrong with mild kisses, rather it is quite endearing and cute, just like he is.

— his kisses are honest, loving and soft. not quite as gentle as artem is, not as aggressive as marius, either—right in the middle. yet somehow, he manages to hit your sweet spots.

— the way he caresses your lips with his is just like his personality. sometimes clumsy yet playful, confident but earnest — and ever so loving.

— nothing to mention that has the word "bitch" in it this time. he wants to make sure that he treats you as if you're his world (and you are, literally) but he isn't the most experienced in terms of kisses compared to someone like vyn.

— ok im going to tease him a little, he dEFINITELY PRACTICED ON HIS FUCKING PILLOW I CANTHWNEHQRHWKEJ

— ahem, all jokes aside

— you might need to see the dentist more often from how sweet luke and his kisses are.

dimayeon © 2021

all rights reserved.

[thatfrenchacademic]

hey! you seem like you're a really good TA (? idk if that's the right term but you seem to have some prof/teacher tasks?) and i was wondering how you got the confidence to do that? i'm basically on your level of education but i wouldn't think i was smart/capable enough to judge other students' writing and stuff, i feel like one of them more than one of the teachers if you get what i mean. do you have any advice?

Hello !

That is such a thoughtful question - and I am sure all postgrads who suddendly have to start teaching feel the same at the beginning. In my opinion, it is a fairly healthy mindset to have, as long as it does not inhibit your own teaching and remain just some healthy awareness that, hey, you are still learning many things yourself.

I am very touched you think I am a good TA - I hope I manage to be a helpful one at least.d I definitely still often wonder "am I qualified to teach this ? To... grade this ? Who am I to say whether this is good work or not?" But here are a few thingsm coming both from my experience so far and my discussions with other TA, which could maybe be of help to you (each developed under the cut)

1. You know more than your students, and that will be enough to help them.

2. Teaching is a two way street : you are not lecturing to them, you are working with them.

2bis : Give constant verbal feedback to your students !

3. Your own experience of being an Undergrad may not be the best point of reference

4. Talk to other TAs ! You all face the same issues !

5. Try out things, and if they do not work, it's fine.

6. Organize your session alternating moments where you take the lead, and moments where students take the lead.

7. Help, My students are not talking !

8. Grading is tough, but we can make it easier.

I hope they will be of help, but no worries, it takes practice, trial and errors, and time will help you figure it out. Do not hesitate to come back here if you have any question or something you want to discuss ! (And tell me how your teaching went, I would love to hear it!)

1. You know more than your students, and that will be enough to help them.

It means you do not have to be an expert in the topic you teach. You may even just be familiar with it. But by virtue of being a postgrad student, you know how to do the reading effectively, you will get very quickly what is important, what to retain from this or that reading. And you just need to know more than your students. Which you absolutely will.

I think being passionate, showing that you are excited about what you are teaching, giving them this energy, this interest, is much much more important than being a full-blown expert in your area.

2. Teaching is a two way street : you are not lecturing to them, you are working with them.

And that is not me being vaguely pseudo-inspiration ; it is something I have learnt and truly realized when I took a course on teaching. There is much literature on this, but the take-away is that especially as a TA, it is helpful if you see your job as working with students. Engage with them, offer them different options to choose from during the session, explain that you are here to support their learning, and give them some space to have some agency over what happens ! Trust them to at least try their best - many are!- and they will trust you in return, and will be more likely to give you some feedback.

2bis : Give constant verbal feedback to your students !

This does not come easy to me, but students NEED to be told when they said something good ! Because if you do not tell them explicitely, how would they know that, hey, this was a pretty cool comment !

But also, be clear when answer or a point raised is not relevant or wrong, because it also guides their understand of the topic. "Ok, I can see why you would say that, but it's actually abit trickier...". "Ah, yes, it is very interesting that you raise it, it is a common misunderstanding and I am glad you are pointing it out, because it is an interesting discussion to have!"

3. Your own experience of being an Undergrad may not be the best point of reference

When I started teaching, I made the mistake of thinking "ok, what sort of TA/tutorial do I wish I had, in Undergrad?", and went with what I know I would have enjoyed. Except I am a passionate nerdy introvert who hated talking to my peers and doing group works, and wanted a TA who was no-bullshit, clear, professional. Most of your students are probably not, and may indeed enjoy group work, or the opportunity to connect with their peers during your tutorial. Most of your students will appreciate a TA who is more forthcoming, friendly, and may crack a joke or two. And it is a weird role to have, it may clash with your personality (it definitely clashes with mine), but it's ok if it takes time to find the right zone for you ! It is absolutely part of the process !

4. Talk to other TAs ! You all face the same issues !

Pooling experience with other TAs is fantastic. Because no matter what issue you are facing, one of them faced it already. How do you teach in the shitty Room 605 where the computer does not work ? How do they deal with students who do not do the readings ? How to they handle lack of motivation from students ? What sort of group work do they organize ? Who sort of online tools do they rely on ? How do they deal with all the emails they get ? And on that note...

5. Try out things, and if they do not work, it's fine.

Do not be afraid to try things. I tend to stay away from "complex" activities which can confuse students, or rely too much on technology. But group work ? There are so many types of group work ! Why stick to just the "think of this question in group of 3 for 5 minutes", when you could do a syndicate, snowballing, 2-minutes essay, fishbowl, think-pair-share, buzz groups...

And sometimes, it will not work. Just... a bad session. And you feel that it's on you, that you did not manage to do your work, that you are a bad teacher... And refer to Point 2. Then, calmly, talk about it with another TA. Explain what you did, and try to get their opinion on it, reflect on it. But it is never all on you.

6. Organize your session alternating moments where you take the lead, and moments where students take the lead.

Teaching is exhausting, learning is exhausting, genuinely, so balance out moments where you do the heavy work, and moments where they do. I like to have a rough session plan with all the activities I have planned, and indicate for each if it is "ME", "STUDENTS", "ALL". And also ensure that your students are given the opportunity to really take an active role, which is way better for learning !

7. Help, my students are not talking :

This will happen. You will ask a question, no one will answer. Big, awkward, heavy silence. You reformulated the question, but clearly it is not working. Here are a few ways I have reacted to it :

- Show of hands 1 : for a quick diagnosis. "Can you raise your hand if you have done the reading for this question ? Just so I know if this is maybe the problem". Encourage the ones who have done the readings to explain it to the others.

- Show of hands 2 : "Ok, there are two ways to answer this question X and Y. Can you raise you hand if you think Y, and lower it if you think X?". Encourage some who picked Y to explain why, then same with X.

- Show of hands 3 : "Ok, let's lower the pressure. Who thinks they kind of have an answer, but is not sure about how to word it, or properly argument it?". Ask whoever raise their hand to start, and pick up yourself from there.

- Switch to think-pair-share : "Ok, how about we think a bit about this on our own for a few minutes, and then you can compare your own answers with your neigbour"

- Collapse the classroom : "Ok, I can see that this is not working. It's ok, can you tell me if it is because the topic is not super interesting, or the reading ? Are the questions not what you expected?"

- End of the session clear-up : [once everything is over] "Ok, so now that the session is over, can I ask you guys why it was difficult for you to talk today ? Just so I can make sure I can come up with questions that are useful to you, next time. If some of you want to stay a few minutes to talk about what you would like to change for the next tutorials, we can talk about it now ; you don't have to, of course"

8. Grading is tough, but we can make it easier.

Especially if you are grading things like essays, we can often feel uneasy, unsure how to grade them, how legitimate we are to grade them, especially with the sheer impact grades can have on students. Ideally, you want to have a list of things that are PLUS POINTS, and perhaps some that are MINUS POINTS, and have those strictly guide your grading, to be fair to all students and assess them similarly. I also found that it is helpful to grade the paper, only the paper. When there is a really, really bad essay where clearly the student barely tried, it's easy to get frustrated, because you did your best, and clearly the student did not care ? But you never actually know what happened. Real examples of students submitting absolutely terrible work include : a student who was grieving her mother, a student who had been in hospital and did not know she could ask for a delay, an adult student whose child had gotten sick the days before, a foreign student with a poor grasp on English... When you are grading the 78th essay of the week, it is easy to forget that each of them is from an individual, and we get to judge the work they do, but not why they did it. Even in your comments and feedback, always be compassionate.

[honeym4rk]

station (jjh)

college! jaehyun x reader word count: 3.0k summary: four times you find yourself alone with jaehyun at a bus station.

There is comfort in the silence.

With every step you take, there is a crunch of fallen, juniper leaves at your feet. Your canvas tote bag is looped around your shoulder, your fingers clinging to the straps like it would shield you from the awkwardness of the current circumstances.

He’s got his hands hidden in the cavity of his hoodie. His knuckle cracking is sporadic, and you cringe at just how many times they’ve made an encore in the past two minutes.

You really should have begged Mark to tag along and leave the shindig so that this wouldn’t have happened- but alas, the boy was still hooked by the prospect of winning the next round of Mario Kart against Donghyuck. ‘It does some good to my self-esteem,’ he’d said. 

So here you are, sauntering bashfully to the bus stop with Jaehyun.

“So, uh- what bus are you taking?” You muster up the courage to speak up after a few minutes of painful reticence. 

“I’d have to take 922 or 153 from the opposite stop to get back to hall,” he sighs. It’s clear that he reciprocates the weird, distinctive tension here.

“And you?” He faces you with his raised eyebrows and you’re baffled by the sudden eye contact made. Your eyes dart elsewhere.

“Oh, I’m taking 922 from here.” You nod your head imperceptibly at the bus stop ahead of you.

A few metres away, there’s a zebra crossing, and you thank your lucky stars that you’re finally about to part ways. Oh, you’re sure Jaehyun is a nice person and all, but that doesn’t change the fact that the unspoken, kind enmity in the air is capable of being taut so hard around your neck that you asphyxiate. 

Ten more steps. Come on.

Five steps. 

Three steps.

“I’ll see you next ti-” 

Yet he doesn’t stop at the crossing. Instead, he continues his stride in tandem with yours towards the station. You stop in your tracks, slowly gesturing towards the beaconing street light with the hand you raised to bid adieu. 

“Aren’t you going to, you know..?” Eyes hinting at the yellow streaks of light, at the bus stop across the road, anywhere away from his own. Jaehyun notices your halt and follows suit.

“Well, I mean, Mark did ask me to see that you got home safe....”

You immediately wrack your brain for an appropriate response to his chivalry. It’s unclear how you should react; he really caught you by surprise. And from the way he’s gnawing at his inner lip and raising a hand to scratch the nape of his neck, you infer that he’s abashed too. All you manage is a small, “Oh,” as more silence ensues, before you start to blabber,

“No, no, thanks, Jaehyun, but it’s really fine, you don’t have to.”

His lips are taut into a firm, straight line and he lets out a surreptitious hum.

“Let me just wait ‘til you board your bus. Is that okay? It’s getting pretty late.”

You want to vehemently object. 

And you’re about to, but you let out a consenting “Yeah, alright.”

He’s invading your desiderated solace- yet something about his offer seems so genuine and saccharine that you comply out of curiosity. You’d heard things about Jaehyun around in school before, good things, especially seeing that he was well acquainted with your friends like Mark, but you’d never really encountered him until tonight, thanks to Donghyuck’s birthday celebration. Being a Linguistics student, fate hadn’t really presented many opportunities for him to meet someone majoring in Pharmacy. 

Therefore- you think to yourself- it wouldn’t be so bad. It’s unlikely that you’ll actually talk to him again, since you’ll probably never be within a radius of at least ten metres from him again. It’s alright, it’s okay. You decide to let him be a gentleman.

So you bask in the quietude shrouding the two of you, as you sit on the metal form, awaiting the arrival of a yearned 922. 

After all, there is the slightest hint of comfort in the silence.

There is also comfort in the familiarity.

You’re sure there’s a sense of déjà vu. It’s a similar scene to what had ensued a few weeks ago, at least, and you’re definitely surprised to be here again, with him . However, you’ve both abandoned the multi-layered cake of unease. It’s almost been completely devoured now. Fortunately.

Jaehyun’s chuckling relentlessly- nearly doubled over laughing- as you recount the earlier occurrences of the Friday night. 

“Yeah, no, but I’d give anything to see the look on Donghyuck’s face again.” His eyes crinkle into small crescents as he runs a hand through his silver hair.

“He looked so confident that it was going to work and I’d already told him otherwise, but I really don’t know what he expected.” 

Tonight, there had been an effort to study in Donghyuck’s apartment; considering the looming exam season. This purpose was indeed fulfilled, to some extent. 

Then Donghyuck, feeling rather ravenous, decided that he wanted to indulge in a quick and easy two-ingredient Oreo mug cake. The video tutorial truly looked too good to be true- you’d seen multiple YouTubers debunk the content-farm produced recipes. 

The wide-eyed boy was too desperate, however, as he credulously decided to fill his mug with crushed oreos and milk to the brim. He swore that it looked and sounded promising until a loud Pop! reverberated in the kitchen 30 seconds into heating.

Everyone gathered around to watch Donghyuck cry over his spilt milk, literally, as his appliance perpetually emitted smoke, its glass door burst open. Burnt mounds of moist black and white cookies were thrown at the white, metal walls of the microwave. Donghyuck fanned the plumes of smoke hastily.

“It looks like a volcano erupted.” Mark added, coughing, as he tried to swallow the chuckle bubbling at the back of his throat.

“Dude- I don’t want to say I told you so but,” You began to implore, before Donghyuck interjected.

“Maybe I should just try again, I think the microwave setting just wasn’t right.” 

And so he did- but to no avail.

The two of you approach the tiny station side by side, and you relish the warm, fuzzy feeling establishing in your stomach. Not quite butterflies, but maybe more like a tiny sprout popping out of the ground.

“To be fair, though, it didn’t taste half as bad as it looked.”

You snort. “Sure, because it’s literally sugar and milk with a dash of hidden carcinogens.” 

He lets out a low chortle. Jaehyun nails the bellowing dad laugh right down to a T, and some part of you finds this endearing.

A flash of bright light emerges as you look up from your feet. 922 has arrived and you’re rummaging through your bag for your bus card. 

“I feel like I left my card at Donghyuck’s, shit,”

The bus halts. 

“Here, use mine, I’ve got a spare.” Jaehyun offers without a second thought, pulling his card from the pocket of his denim jeans. 

“Go on, the bus driver’s waiting.”

You would have thought this through for a little while longer, but he was right. A scowl that said ‘Stop wasting my damn time,’ is plastered on the driver’s face, and it urges you to carefully pick the card slotted between his fingers. 

“Thanks so much- I’ll return it tomorrow, or something.” Your eyebrows furrow together and you clench your teeth together in a grimace.

“Yeah! Yeah, whenever. Good night, Y/N. Get home safe,”

“You too, thanks again!”

Boarding the bus hastily, you wave at him through the glass door as the bus sets off. He doesn’t leave until you’re out of sight.

You can’t help but grin as you examine the portrait on his student pass. He’s handsome, skin clear and glossy, hair parted such that there are a bunch of strands obstructing his forehead. It’s black in this image. You wonder how many colours it's been dyed. His dimples replicate the poked slime in the myriad of videos you’ve seen, and his cheekbones are incredibly prominent. 

It dawns on you that you don’t have his number, or follow him on Instagram, or have any means to contact him at all. You guess that you’ll have to fish something from Mark, but Jaehyun seems to beat you to it.

Unknown, [2340]: hey this is jaehyun lol hope you get back safe :-)

A sudden flash of the many possible outcomes this could entail breezes past your mind. You’re quite uncertain about how this will play out, and you unlock your phone to reply.

Y/N, [2341]: hii hahah thanks again! i can return your card tomorrow, just lmk where i can drop by

Jaehyun, [2341]: yeah sure, i think i’ll be cooped up in starbucks doing work w my friends lol 

Jaehyun, [2341]: u can join if ud like :o

There is comfort in the unknown.

There is comfort in the noise.

Your whole herd of boisterous friends are walking uphill from yet another study session at Donghyuck’s- there’s been quite a number of them since the first. You’re honestly amused by how many people can fit in his apartment. The study group has expanded from a mere four to a whopping seven people in total.

Thankfully, there haven’t been any microwave oven explosions since then, but you’ve had your good share of fun and company, and more importantly, productivity. 

The pack of young adults currently divulging the extensive, latest gossip and hall horror stories, you and Jaehyun stray further behind. You’re trying to listen in and pick apart information, but you’ve joined the conversation a bit too late for context. 

“Oh my god, Lia, you’re going to hate hearing this, but…” Jungwoo begins, his voice entering a decrescendo.

“But Jeno has a girlfriend? Yeah, I figured.” Lia wails. “I saw them together in the library the other day, being all cute and shit. My heart shattered .” She emphasises this by hitting Jungwoo’s shoulder out of pure frustration. 

“How long have they been together, though?” Ryujin quips, to which she gets a reply, but you try to drown out the rest of their conversation.

You tug at the arm of Jaehyun’s sweatshirt, and he leans closer to you as you query, “Who’s Jeno, again?”

“Cute dude that she keeps bumping into at hall, I think,” he mumbles. His words are semi-intelligible, because of the commotion right in front of you.

“Sorry? I didn’t catch that.” The infinite frequencies are hard to tune out, and it gets increasingly arduous to do so when Ryujin gasps.

“Oh shit, the bus is here!” Your friends are immediately ready to break into a sprint, but Jaehyun’s feet seem heavy as he continues to meander with you. 

“Jae, aren’t you coming? The next one’s in thirty minutes!” Jungwoo shouts as they begin to dash across the road.

“It’s fine, go on! I’m just a little lazy. See you!” Jaehyun dismisses him with the wave of his extended hand, and receives an incredulous look. The lame excuse confuses you, bamboozles you, but you wave goodbye to your friends anyway.

It’s been long since you’ve been caught alone here at the bus stop with Jaehyun- you usually head home with Mark every Friday. He’s not here, though. He’s crashed at Donghyuck’s for tonight.

“Uhm, what was that ?” You chuckle nervously, the little sprout in your belly magically reappearing. Truth be told, after the many lighthearted, late-night messages exchanged over the past few weeks, and after unravelling Jaehyun bit by bit, the sprout has grown into a pocket-sized garden. It brings its own butterflies, but you don’t quite have the audacity to admit this. There’s a different kind of trickiness lingering in the air tonight.

“Well, you know- Mark…and it’s- it’s getting late, kinda.” He’s timorous tonight. Under the luminescence of the bus station’s lamps, you see the pink tint land on the tips of his ears, something you’ve learnt happens when he’s rather shy. 

“I wanted to ask you something, too, though.”

“Okay, shoot.” You take a seat. He sits a modest distance away from you, cracking his knuckles instinctively.

“Well, I uhm, I’m not quite sure how you’ll react to this but,” he licks his lips.

“But?” You encourage him to carry on, staring as you await his continuation.

He looks as if he’s got the words at the tip of his tongue, the sea of sentences about to overflow from his mouth, and they’re spilling when he starts speaking again.

“Would you-” You listen intently, attempting to read his lips. However, he’s cut off by the booming wails of a velocious ambulance. You whip your head around to watch the vehicle pass by. 

Jaehyun breathes sharply, exhaling in frustration. The cries subside, so he tries again. 

“Y/N,” he clears his throat, and you face him once more.

“Yeah, sorry.”

“I was wondering if-” 

A fire truck zooms past the bus stop, and your attention is grabbed by the monotonous siren that raids your ears. Jaehyun notices your bus approaching, and he panics. The air-raid isn’t becoming distant; the truck’s obstructed by the imposing red-light flashing. There’s only so much time left to ask what he’s been dying to- and he can’t believe he’s getting cockblocked by the emergency services right now. 

You’re hearing Jaehyun spill a string of words but they’re incoherent- all you can seem to comprehend is the blaring repetitions that are relentless.

“What?!” You shout, fighting past the cacophony. “I can’t hear you!” You’re signing this to him, pointing to your ear and shaking your hand vigorously.

Your bus halts before you. Jaehyun’s in an absolute frenzy now. He doesn’t want to do this online. Something about hiding behind his screen sounds so ingenuine to him, and you’re already standing, shit, but he can’t win against the absolute pandemonium and doesn’t want to embarrass himself in front of the small crowd that’s alighted the bus, but he’s also not sure when he’ll get to talk to you in private like this again, 

So he clamours.

“Do You! Want To Go Out! With Me!” He’s cupping his large hands around his mouth, screaming into the makeshift amplifier with all his might, as you walk towards the front doors of the bus.

You look like a deer caught in headlights, eyes wide open in disbelief as you gawk at the boy who’s sheepishly glancing at everyone and using his hand to defend himself from their stares. The butterflies that have erupted in you are merciless.

And then you burst into a fit of laughter- Jaehyun curses the sirens for piercing through such a pleasant sound- and you nod profusely, one foot already boarding the bus.

The glass doors shut close, and you’re enthusiastically gesturing to your handphone, waving at him. The bus whizzes away.

He’s shell-shocked, and he’s unable to will his hands in drawing his phone from his pocket. The sudden series of vibrations brings him back to his senses.

Y/N (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝),[2257]: WAIT ask me again

Y/N (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝), [2257]: idk if i heard u right

Jaehyun, [2258]: k

Y/N (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝), [2258]: dude come back </3

Y/N (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝), [2258]: YES lol

Y/N (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝), [2257]: yeeeeeeees

It heavily hinders Jaehyun that night, but there is comfort in the noise.

There is comfort in the isolation.

It’s only the blinding fluorescent lights and the cool breeze presenting company at the bus stop- you’re grateful that the occasional cars speeding by are helping you break down the very last walls of tension between the two of you, if there are any.

Whoosh. 

“I really enjoyed today.” He smiles and steals a quick glance at you. You’re at a different bus stop now- a month later and you’re amazed that you’ve gone out with Jaehyun at least three times now.

You catch the slight twinkle in his eyes as he scoots a whole foot nearer towards you on the cool metal bench. The distance between the two of you is closing slowly yet your heart rate is augmenting. It’s accelerating now- faster than any of the rambunctious vehicles that race down the road, their engines revving dirtily.

Whoosh. A black BMW zooms past you both and you take the opportunity to reciprocate the cheeky glimpse.

“Me too.”

There’s fumbling of fingers and twiddling of your thumbs before you notice the sudden influx of light and buzzing and realise that your bus has arrived. Pure languish rushes through every vein in your body- you don’t want this night to end.

Jaehyun begins to stand and shoots a quizzical expression when you don’t follow suit. 

“Let’s wait for the next one,” you grin, your legs swinging back and forth as you continue to glue yourself on the elevated seat.

The sound of his chuckle envelopes you into a warm hug- it’s deep, and strong, yet soft at the same time- and then you’re pulled to your feet by your wrists before he embraces you with confident hesitation too.

“Is this- it’s okay, right?” He just wants to be sure.

“Yeah- very.” You breathe, and his boyish smell fills your lungs. There is difficulty in naming what scented cologne he’s used today; but you devote no more attention. You just wallow in the tangy, mellow fragrance that has permeated your senses.

He’s got his arms coiled around your waist, his palm extended to press your back closer to him. You’re playing with the sharp, freshly cut hairs on the back of his neck. You run your fingers through them and he dives his head further into the crook of your neck. Jaehyun’s muffled voice is tickling your shoulder-

“Your hair smells really nice.” The corners of your lips edge upwards into an unrelenting grin.

“Thank God.”

There is comfort in Jaehyun.

[spitalofatalo]

May I ask, if Afterimage ever became canon, and got his own episode, how would that go?

this is such a cool question, thank you!! i'm SO glad there's interest in him

i don't have a full script, but i have several key points in mind for how an episode with him would go! it got very long, so i'm putting it under a read more

i'm imagining it as another halloween special, only more lighthearted in nature because of who the villain is. highlights include a scooby doo-esque chase through krei tech. please enjoy

i imagine his intro ep taking place about a week before halloween. the team would catch a glimpse of a strange figure during night patrol on a foggy, spooky evening - but he seems to disappear before they can get a good look! but there WAS definitely something there, right?

fred is convinced they just saw a ghost; hiro of course is skeptical and looks for answers. based on the footage they have, the most baymax and/or basemax can come up with are a bunch of strange blurry "ghost images" that people have taken all over the city recently. hiro figures it's some sort of viral halloween prank, but the team decides to keep an eye out just in case

hardlight has also recently escaped, so they've got bigger things to worry about, anyway

one night during a battle with hardlight, bh6 manages to knock his glove several feet away from him but then it starts... floating? moving on its own? and somehow tosses ITSELF back to hardlight, in a series of motions that leaves the team very confused. they're even more confused when things start hitting them out of nowhere - gogo is tripped on something invisible and crashes into fred, wasabi's hit with lasers from thin air, honey's suddenly ensared by a net. hardlight gets away, for the time being, and the team is left wondering about all these new tricks he's got up his sleeve...

“could it be GHOSTS?” “we know for a fact hardlight is not a ghost” “but DO WE?”

the next day, bh6 receives a report from alistair krei that there's been a strange figure showing up outside krei tech for the past few nights. nothing's been stolen - yet - but it's worth looking into. plus, a rumor's been spreading that krei tech is HAUNTED, and that's not good for publicity!

using security cam footage, they recognize the figure as the "ghost image" that's been popping up around san fransokyo. they're also able to determine that the subject is wearing some kind of robotic armor, which they recognize as the buddy guard technology - and it's confirmed even more when the figure disappears on tape! everyone wonders what this "ghost’s” goal could be, and why they'd be using the decommissioned tech. bh6 asks for a list of everyone who worked on developing the buddy guards, which krei gives them (mel meyer, notably, is NOT on that list).

in the next days, people begin to report sightings of afterimage more frequently, usually with blurry distorted photo evidence if they catch him mid-vanish. he tends to show up at big gatherings and events and sabotage them, usually by cutting the power and sending everyone into a state of confused panic. strangely, it seems to affect personal devices too, and happens too often to just be a coincidence...

big hero 6 makes note of the fact that afterimage's appearances seem to line up with hardlight's - they tend to strike on the same day, sometimes even the same place. the same is true for the photos people have been reporting; they line up with hardlight sightings. however, hardlight hasn’t been near krei tech, so that seems to be the outlier

so the next time they face hardlight, the team are prepared to confront afterimage as well. luckily for them, hardlight's on the same page. there's a line like "allow me to introduce... my player two!!!" and afterimage makes himself seen, in a dramatic, but silent, flourish. he and hardlight do a cool pose together, and there's probably some fun sparkle effects

wasabi would say something like "...does he not talk?" and hardlight would reply that the two of them agreed it was more mysterious and threatening that way

and so the battle continues. with afterimage switching in and out of visibility so fast, hardlight's menagerie of light weapons, and the two of them protecting each other, it's difficult to get a hit on either of them! and the duo escape again, much to the frustration of the team

the heroes probably do a little pondering on how the two of them can be so in-sync. even if we don't see them react to it, i'm assuming bh6 knows that hardlight = ian, so they start looking for potential connections of his. they'd probably check out retired villain dark volt (who i headcanon as ian's father), olivia (who i hc as his half-sister), and even judy (under the assumption that them being co-workers means they might have co-conspired), but of course those are all dead ends

soon enough, it's halloween eve, and bh6 figures something big is likely to go down the next night, so they try reaching out to krei again for any more information. but they can't get through to him. uh-oh... the power seems to have been cut at krei tech!!

they rush over to check on krei, and find the building encased in one of hardlight's force fields. hardlight tells them that afterimage has been in tutorial mode, and now he's on his first big solo quest - the one he's been gathering XP for all this time!! and hardlight's NOT gonna let them sabotage it, so he'll just have to dominate them in single-player >:]

so of course they have to take hardlight down first. which they do, because all they have to do is get his glove and i can't think of a cool detailed way that they do that right now

with the light shields gone, they get into krei tech and - since baymax is scan-jammed - they have to search for krei and afterimage in the dark facility. on the way, they run into a few employees who have been trapped in the building, many believing the intruder is an actual ghost! hiro is still patiently trying to convince people it's not, but the others, to his frustration, seem to be getting more open to the idea

they finally reach krei's office and find him pleading with this mysterious invisible force to leave his company, and his face, alone. he doesn't deserve to have his company haunted, he says! is this a vengeful spirit come to throw his past mistakes at him, in the form of his own obsolete decommissioned tech?? :’(

a modulated voice finally speaks, to everyone's surprise. "oh, like you decommissioned ME??" afterimage is now visible, in the moonlight coming through the large window

"i thought you weren't speaking," gogo quips, to which afterimage stammers and replies something like "ugh, i totally messed that up. but anyway-"

he proceeds to let his lasers do the talking and battles it out with big hero 6 once again!! until honey lemon jams his blaster with a chem ball. and he realizes that while he may still be able to disappear, he doesn't have the advantage of open space in krei's office. so, amidst the chaos, he manages to slip out the door

the team proceeds to chase him down the halls of krei tech, each taking different paths (this part could be a little haunted house montage where they run in and out of different doors, if you wanted a little comic relief) and fred beats him to the door. as afterimage runs toward the exit, fred finally decides on the most effective way to fight invisible with invisible, and simply sticks out his tail to trip him

AND HE TRIPS!!

the team catches up as afterimage tries to collect himself. fred and wasabi quickly grab him. hiro, excited at the opportunity to prove once and for all this is not a ghost, removes his helmet, exposing him as none other than.....

former krei tech employee mel meyer!!!! cue GASPS from everyone. "sur...prise," he manages, still a little dizzy from all that

krei is, of course, extremely upset (and pretty embarrassed and trying to brush off having ever been afraid), and demands to know what's been going on

mel explains that ever since A Certain Someone convinced him that sometimes villainy is empowering and lets one do the things they can’t as a civilian, he'd been wanting to teach krei a lesson about how he treats people. you can't keep getting away with using others!! and that's why he became the ghostly apparation, because the REAL monster looming over san fransokyo is YOU, alistair krei!!! and he would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for these meddling kids and their robot!!! >:[

“you really think THIS is what would have stopped him? trust us, he’s seen worse.” krei stubbornly nods

and, frankly, mel's a little hurt that krei never even suspected it was him. to which krei responds that he forgot about mel entirely after getting him arrested, and so did everyone else, probably. big hero 6 nods sheepishly

...well, not everyone. cut to hardlight, who is Still standing outside, long after being subdued by bh6 - he’d had the opportunity to escape when they raced off to save krei, but clearly didn’t. he calls mel's name (and would be waving if he weren't handcuffed and surrounded by the SFPD at that very moment). mel is pleasantly surprised, and a little confused. "wait, you stayed and kept watch for my WHOLE mission? you didn't even try to get away?" he asks

to which ian replies, "of course not! i wasn't gonna let anyone break up our co-op, and i wanted to make sure you got out alright. after all, you're my... player two :)" they smile at each other, seemingly unaffected by the fact that they failed and are both getting arrested again, and it's a nice moment

cut back to krei and the gang. everyone is quite confused

so, the double damage duo is in custody (for now), and it's still the night before halloween. cue some jokey banter amongst the team about what they should do to celebrate - DEFINITELY no haunted houses, and no movies about ghosts. fred accuses hiro of being disappointed that it wasn't a real ghost, and by now the whole team is in on that joke, so he begrudgingly admits that, yes, maybe it WOULD have been cool if ghosts had been real this whole time :/ so there.

The End!

(but hopefully not the end of hardlight and afterimage - ideally there'd be more in store for them, even if they just got cameos!!! 😌)

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I’m Gonna Make This Place Your Home (Part 7)

Bakugo X Reader 

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Runaway reader finds a home with Bakugo. But will trouble follow?

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You had gone over the plan over and over again with Bakugo. You had to make sure  it went perfectly otherwise... well let’s just say you had no plans of being anyones prisoner ever again. If you had to go into what Bakugo affectionally refers to as your “Dark mode” to get it done then you would. 

You two along with several other heros were going to infiltrate the meeting the Pure was holding. Surely Bruce had warned them by now that you were coming, but it’s a good thing you can make people see what you want them to. You and Bakugo were going to go in alone at first and try and track down The Puppeteer. Once you had him you’d call for backup to shut down the rest of the party. You had no idea what his quirk was but based on his name you assumed he could control things, possibly people. You shuddered at the thought of another person controlling your actions. 

You were pacing now as you waited for Bakugo to return to your hotel room. He had met up with some other heros in the lobby to catch them up to speed. Your heart jumped when you heard the door opening. You knew it was Bakugo, but you couldn't help but grip your hairbrush tighter. Not that you thought you’d be able to do much with a hairbrush. Maybe you could make an intruder think it was a gun... or throw it at someone. 

Sure enough Bakugo walked in, and he was holding two garment bags. “Kirishima pulled through and got us some outfits for tonight. Hopefully it’ll make it easier to blend in.” You could see how tense he was. He was always at some varying degree or grumpy but this was different.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and nuzzled your face into his chest. “Whatever happens today... Promise me you won't do anything stupid.”

He chuckled as he ran his fingers through your hair, “You mean other than crashing a powerful criminal cult party. I’ll do my best. But I can’t promise anything.” 

You sighed, “I figured as much. I thought I’d at least try.” 

He pulled you back to look you in the eye, “You know its not too late. We can always leave. I heard Mexico is great this time of year..”

“I think we both we could never do that. You’re a hero. Your job is here.” You took a seat on the bed, “Besides they’d find us no matter where we went. We’d have to constantly be on the run.. and that's not a life for anyone.”

He took a seat next to you, “Any life with you is a life worth living.” 

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Who are you and what have you done with Bakugo?”

He rolled his eyes, “Oh I’m sorry I thought after professing my love to you I was aloud a soft moment every once in a while. Forgive me it’ll never happen again!” 

You laughed, “I didn't say I didn’t like it! It just took me a bit off guard is all.” 

He tossed your garment bag to you. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Get dressed would ya? We have an operation to run.”

You giggled as you unzipped the bag but gasped when you saw the most gorgeous red dress you have ever seen. “Oh my god! This is beautiful!” You held the dress up next to Bakugo and squinted. 

“Oi what are you doing?”

You smiled, “Just trying to see if it matched your eyes... which is does. Even better.” 

You both quickly changed. You needed a few more minutes to figure out what you were going to do with you hair, and makeup was a whole other nightmare. You had to ask Bakugo’s friend Mina to help you. You tried to follow a youtube tutorial but it was so hard! 

Finally about two hours later you were as ready as you’d ever be. You slipped out of the bathroom and into the hotel room. Bakugo was deep in conversation with Kirishima and a few other people you didnt know. One of them had green hair and the other had red and white hair. They must be his former classmates. He had something about keeping this as quiet as possible to help prevent it from getting leaked. He only wanted people that he trusted one hundred and ten percent. We still didnt know who could possibly be a secret member of this group and he had no intentions of finding out the hard way. 

He took one look at you and stopped talking mid sentence. He left his conversation completely and approached you with an outstretched hand. “You look.... amazing.”

You blushed, “It’s a long way from your hoodies.”

He leaned in and whispered in your ear, “Honestly I prefer the hoodies, but this is definitely a close second.” His hand very softly found purchase on your elbow and rubbed a soothing circle there with his thumb. “You ready?”

You drew in a huge breath and nodded, knowing your voice would give you away. You were terrified. You had run away from these people for a reason. Now here you are. Running right back in of your own free will. 

Kirishima helped equip you with some final touches. He gave you some earrings that also had tracking devices in them... just in case. You didn't have the heart to tell them that if you were to be taken it wouldn't matter. Kidnapping was their specialty. They know how to be careful about it. You would be stripped of all possessions. But if it made Bakugo feel safer thinking you could be tracked then you wouldn't tell him. 

Bakugo himself had a pen in his pocket that acted as a discreet transmitter. All he had to do was click it and it notify the others that it was time for them to crash the party. 

You started to tremble as your car approached the castle like fortress hidden away in the woods. This place wasn't on any map and was in no databases. To the rest of the world this place didn’t exist. Neither did the organization who owned it. The thought gave you chills. Bakugo’s hand rested in your lap. “One night here and it’s all over. We go in, get our target and get out. We can do this.”

You didnt know who he was trying to convince, you or himself. Your hand gripped his and gave it a quick squeeze before he opened the car door and stepped out. He walked around to your side and opened your door for you, offering you his hand as you stepped out. You had gotten out early and far enough away from the villain base that you wouldn't be seen yet. Now you just needed to wait. 

Sure enough it didnt take long for another car to pull up that had exactly what you needed. Two people, a guy and a girl and more importantly invitations. Bakugo made quick work of tying them up and leaving them for the others to come pick up and question. They were some rich CEO and his mistress. You wondered how his wife would feel when she got the call that her husband was in a cult with another women. You also wondered which news she’d take worse. 

You both finished the short walk to the mansion. Your quirk was tricky. It only worked on a few people at a time and you had to be able so see them. So any cameras would be able to pick you up. That’s why you had to wait and try and walk in with a large group. Thank god this group was paranoid about their identities because that meant you got to wear partial masks. You still used your quirk to make you and Bakugo look like the couple you had stolen the invitations from as a precaution. You didnt know if anyone here would recognize you, or the fact that you weren't who you said you were. You both kept your heads down and stuck close together as you approached the front door. Bakugo’s arm was around your waist protectively. He honestly wouldn't have even let you come tonight but he knew he needed you. 

He handed the guard your invitation not even bothering to make eye contact. You hoped he just looked like an entitled asshole instead of like someone who was trying to sneak in to a party. The guard scanned a code at the bottom and you could practically feel your heart try to beat right through your rib cage. Finally the device blinked green and he was showing you inside. 

You didn’t hesitate as you moved inside pulling Bakugo behind you. There were plenty of people around the entrance. All mingling with glasses of varying alcohol. 

You were taking in your surroundings when suddenly strong hands gripped your shoulders. You panicked and tried to pull away but they just pulled you back. Bakugo noticed but before he could react strong hands were grabbing him as well. Had they really found you out already? 

“Excuse me, sorry if I scared you but we are under strict orders to frisk everyone in search of any weapons or recording decides. Both are prohibited and will result in your expulsion from this event. Now with your permission, may I?” 

You gulped and nodded your head as his hands began to travel down your body. You looked over and saw a man doing the same to Bakugo. His eyes remained on you the entire time. Attempting to keep you calm as a stranger practically felt you up right in front of him. 

“All clear. Thank you ma’am, enjoy your evening.”

Bakugo’s hand was on your waist in an instant almost as if to claim his territory. “Alright we’re in. Now let’s find Puppeteer and get this fucking over with.” 

The meeting was scheduled to start in approximately ten minutes. Right now neither of you even knew what he looked like but you were hoping that he would show his face for the meeting. He is the leader after all. 

You settled in the back corner of the large room and tried to look like you belonged there. There were definitely more members to this secret society than you would have thought. 

Bakugo gripped your hand, “Stay on high alert and let me know if you see anyone you recognize. I doubt they’d have any of their thugs at a high class event like this. But we still need to be careful.” 

You nodded just as you heard a microphone turn on. You looked over to the front of the room to see a tall man in a very expensive looking suit. “Excuse me everyone if I could have your attention. Before we start our monthly meeting I would like to thank you all for joining me. Tonight’s selection is top of the line. Believe me. We’ve worked very hard to bring you fine people the best of the best. My assistant will be passing out pamphlets to everyone before we begin the bidding. As usual after the auction we will be joined by our great leader for a few orders of business and then we will party until the break of dawn.”

A younger boy walked around passing out pamphlets. He handed one to Bakugo but not to you which you found odd. 

Bakugo opened it up to reveal the most horrifying thing you had ever seen. They were auctioning off girls... There were pictures of girls along with their measurements, their test scores, and a lot about their quirk. These people were here to buy girls for... lack of a better word... breeding. It made your stomach turn and you wanted to throw up. Had your quirk not been so valuable you could have ended up like one of these girls. Is this what Bruce had meant when he said he thought you were just another one of the bosses pets?

Your hands started to shake so Bakugo simply stood behind you and pulled him. “It’s okay. Just breath. You can't afford to panic. You need to maintain focus. The only way to help these girls is if we take down Puppeteer.” 

“I want him to pay for what he’s done.” 

He could hear the desperation in your voice and it tore at his heart, “And he will believe me. He will rot in a fucking cell. We just need to be patient and make our next move exactly right.”

So you sat there as girl after girl was paraded on stage and sold to the highest bidder. You wanted to cry. To scream at these monsters for partaking in such an evil thing. These were people, not things. With every slam of the gavel marking another one sold, your grip tightened around Bakugo. He wiped a stray tear from your cheek before anyone could see that beneath your mask you were a weeping mess.

“Y/n. I’m not trying to sound mean or insensitive but you need to fucking pull it together. We are surrounded by the enemy and we can not risk blowing our cover. If they see you crying they will most definitely know you don't belong here. I’m sorry you have to see this, I really am but you need to be strong.” 

You sniffled and used a compact mirror to fix your makeup. When you had finally composed yourself you snapped it shut, “Sorry. I’ll try and keep it together from now on. I promise.” 

You went to turn back towards the stage but someone was blocking your view. “Archaic isn't it? The auction? I wish it could be done differently but not everyone see’s the world like we do. If it makes you feel any better some of them were volunteers.”

You looked up and locked eyes with a taller, leaner, version of Riku. Fuck... This had to be one of his brothers... was he Puppeteer? 

“Hell some of them were cunning enough to make their buyers fall in love and are here tonight as guests. How quickly one can climb the social ladder...” He looked at you with an evil smirk, “And how quickly one can fall.”

Your nostrils flared as your face struggled to hide the disgust you were feeling. It didnt matter though because he continued on his way to the front without waiting for you to answer. 

There was loud and excited applause as he approached the microphone. It’s like he was a celebrity to these people. He waved a few times, giving them all his best evil smile, “Hello everyone! I hope everyone is enjoying the festivities! Usually at this point we would discuss orders of business before the party starts and we all get to try out our new toys...” You could practically taste blood as you but your lip to keep your composure. You knew he was watching you. “But, as it turns out we dont have much business to discuss. There is only one thing... I’ve learned that there is someone here tonight who has taken something that belongs to me... Rather than create a fuss I would like to respectfully ask that this person return what is mine and leave. I will be waiting in my office, with no guards and no witnesses. Return my property and all will be forgiven. If you do not... well I know who and where your little friends are right now. So I wouldn't recommend taking your time...” 

With that he shoved the microphone into the hands of the younger boy who had been passing out pamphlets earlier and stormed off. 

Once he was out of sight your turned to Bakugo but he was already shaking his head, “Nope. Hell no. Not a chance. I’ll go meet him but you will most definitely not be there. I’m not putting you at risk.”

“Bakugo I’m already at risk just being here. So what? You go in alone and leave me out here by myself? I dont think so. Besides if you walk in there without me he’ll kill you, and then all of your friends. At least if I go with you it can buy us time. Go ahead and send the signal before we walk in and that way we can keep him distracted until backup shows up.” 

He groaned and leaned his head against the wall behind him, “You’re fucking killing me.”

You pulled his chin down so he would look at you, “It’s because you know I’m right but you dont want to believe it.” It was your turn to calm him down, “Come on Bakugo. You need to think logically. This could be our only shot at getting him alone.” 

He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, “Alright let’s do this... what happened to not doing anything stupid?” 

Bakugo clicked the pen several times as you followed Puppeteer to his office. Your breathing was getting tighter the closer you got to him. Finally you reached his door and gave Bakugo one last loving kiss before knocking. 

“Enter”

Once inside you felt like it was at least ten degrees colder. You had chills running down your spine. Puppeteer sat at his desk with his feet propped up, “Ah, if it isn't Ground Zero and my beloved Y/n. What a treat this is.” He abruptly stood and and slammed his hands on his desk, “You caused me quite a headache Y/n... I didnt know you had it in you but alas you surprised me. And now you've come back home...”

Bakugo moved so his body was blocking you from Puppeteer’s view, “She’s not going anywhere with you!”

Puppeteer laughed, “Oh my poor boy has she bewitched you too? You must know by now that she can control what you see? Who knows what else she’s capable of. How do you even know what you feel for her is real?”

Bakugo growled, “Shut the fuck up!” 

“You must have noticed how weird it was that of all people she chose you! How did she even find you? How did she happen to end up exactly where she needed to be to find you? Your hero agency is clear across town is it not? So what I would like to know... is how a poor, defenseless, ignorant girl, with no money, and no knowledge about how the outside world works... managed to escape a high security prison and make it across town to you... Makes you wonder?” 

Bakugo’s hands balled into fists, “You dont know what you're fucking talking about!”

Puppeteer smirked and started to stalk towards you. “Oh but I do... That is my burden. I know everything... including how to do this.” 

He held out his hand towards Bakugo and all the sudden Bakugo’s body tensed up. “What the hell are you doing?” Bakugo stepped away from you before turning and putting his hand up to your face. Sparks danced across his fingertips just like they did before he set off an explosion. “Shit Y/n! I can’t control it! You need to run! Get out of here before I-” 

“I dont think so!” Puppeteer was grabbing you now and throwing you to the ground by his feet. “There’s only one way we all make it out alive so listen carefully. There is a helicopter waiting for Y/n and I on the roof. Ground Zero... you will let us go or I will make you kill all of your friends who are on their way right now. You will watch as you burn them all alive with your own hands!” 

Bakugo’s eyes looked wild. This was an ultimatum. Fight for Y/n and risk the lives of his friends... or let them go...

Puppeteer picked you up and gripped your elbow, “Y/n dear.. how about you make his decision a little... easier? You know what to do.”

With tears streaming down your face, “I’m sorry Bakugo... there's no other way....”

And just like that you made him see nothing but blackness. He couldn't fight Puppeteer if he couldnt see him.  

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Wakana Winter Shark Festival Vol.#2 ~ Birthday Eve Cross Talk Event ~ LIVE COMMENTARY

It’s almost time for Vol.#2 of last year’s “Wakana Winter Shark Festival ～ Special Cross Talk Event ～ ”. As always I will be doing a live reaction to the event. Tweet by Wakana |

‖Event details Botanical Land members-ONLY streaming event Title: “Wakana Winter Shark Festival Vol.#2 ~ Birthday Eve Cross Talk Event ~” Date: December 9, 2022 (Friday) Time: 19:00~ (JST) Cast: Wakana, Yuuka Nanri (guest)

‖Ticket details Ticket sales: Bitfan tickets ; Livestream: Bitfan Live Sales period: November 18 18:00 to December 14 23:59 Archive period: ~December 18 ● Event viewing ticket ¥ 2,000 (tax included) ※ For FC members ONLY In order to buy a ticket, please refer to the tutorial provided by Botanical Land! I have also written my own tutorial for her previous FC event so feel free to check that out! Bitfan is a very foreigner-friendly platform so be sure to use this opportunity!

Ohhh, her hair looks darker here than it did in the recent pictures. Makes me happy. I was sad to see her darker go but it seems it was just the lighting that made it look like she had dyed her hair. She definitely cut it though but oh well, she obviously still looks gorgeous.XD Hearing Yuuka and Wakana reflect on last year’s live is getting me so excited for this year’s concert!! Also, they are planning to hold another event like this together. This time to celebrate Yuuka’s birthday in March.

Question Corner: Q1: To which prefecture would you like to travel together? Wakana would like to go to Shimane prefecture because she received some amazing omiyage from there a while back (Yōkan). Q2: Recent items that have a healing effect on you? Obviously it’s plants for Wakana  Q3: Do they buy Year-End Jumbo Lottery tickets? Yes, Wakana does indeed buy them and if she won, she would use the money for her plants Q4: Ways to calm down and work on blood pressure? Concentrate and think about the universe Q5: How would they spend a day if they lived together? They imagine it would be fun. Wakana is ready to do all the laundry because she loves it. Wakana doesn’t eat carbs in the evening so they would have trouble figuring out dinner since Yuuka prefers to eat carbs. Wakana is jealous that Yuuka manages to stay so thin even though she eats a lot of carbs. Wakana warns that she loses a lot of hair so that might be annoying for anyone who lives with her. Q6: If they could change voices, which of their respective song would they like to sing? They pretty much just praise each other’s voice here. Yuuka would love to sing Christmas songs if she had Wakana’s voice because she feels like Wakana’s voice fits these types of songs perfectly. Q7: Someone asks Wakana if she has bought a new microwave (since she mentioned last time that it’s super old and barely working anymore): She didn’t. It’s still working somehow. However, she did buy a bunch of other stuff but more on that later. Q8: Anything they would want as birthday present? Wakana wants a cordless vacuum cleaner (as we know, she bought one for herself at the beginning of the new year) Q9: Recommended cooking method: Wakana talks in detail about a gluten free version of an Okinawa Champuru dish. Q10: Something they like about each other? Here they are supposed to describe a positive character trait about the each other. Then they each react to the other’s thoughts and confirm whether that’s an accurate description of their character. Yuuka describes Wakana as very bright and cheerful. Mainly because she has been talking a lot since the get-go. Wakana is afraid this particular trait of hers might come across as annoying but Yuuka really likes it. She admits tough that she did feel a little overwhelmed at first because she couldn’t explain how someone’s switch was just always turned on, no breaks, no downtime, nothing. Q11: Any recommended instruments for playing and tips how to stay motivated? Wakana tries to play a bit of piano but she hasn’t been very diligent with her practicing so she is really not the right person to provide any type of encouragement or support. Wakana recommends just listening to the sound of instruments and choose what you like best when deciding on what to start playing. Q12: How have they progressed in the past year? Wakana has made some improvements on her neck by doing lots of exercising and stretching. Q13: How to spend Christmas as an adult? Eat chicken and cake. Have some red wine. A good meal is more important to her than presents. Q14: What was the most surprising thing that happened this year? Wakana finally realised that the right combination of air-con and humidifier is the best way to stay warm in winter. In the past she refused to use air-con heating due to the dry air. Q15: How to memorise lyrics for a live? Endless repetition and trying to come up with a simple story that makes it easier to memorise everything. Q16: Ever experienced a time leap or deja vu? Not really. She is often reminded of other stuff or experiences nostalgia but nothing else. One weird thing though: Sometimes she will dream of people contacting her and then they actually end up contacting her soon after. Q17: Have they visited Ghibli Park? Any other such places they would like to visit? No, unfortunately Wakana hasn’t been able to visit yet. But she wants to, especially after seeing everyone’s reports. Q18: Any artist/work (anime, drama, show, etc) that influenced your life a lot? They go off on a tangent and talk about idols. Wakana mentions a group called “Travis Japan”. Seems like she used to be quite obsessed with them. They even were on America’s Got Talent. Q19: The thing you worked hardest on this year? Wakana worked hardest on her music. Basically what she always does. But she also tried to drink more water and focus on skincare. Q20: Recommended Christmas book? She shows a few books

Present Time: Wakana introduces items she bought for her birthday (seems like she likes to buy presents for herself XD). She got herself a cordless hair iron (Ya-Man Shine Pro) that can be used in the bath. And a lint remover by Kedamatori.

Cake Time:  So cute to hear her sing for herself. The fruit tart looks absolutely delicious!

Game Corner (personality test): God, there was a lot of complicated stuff XD

Live Goods Introduction: I honestly wanna buy everything. The keyholder looks so pretty! And the pink gloves are cuter than I expected. Might have to buy two pairs. I wonder what that big spoiler in the pamphlet is all about? Probably her album release?

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Some black youtubers I like you can support

So I’m not a very big blog. Obviously. But I figured what little influence I have I can use to direct people in this time to some underrated black creators I like since I spend all my time watching YouTube and feel free to add as always. Also this was originally supposed to be in order of sub count but that didn’t work out at all.

1. Jarvis Johnson.

Probably one of the most popular creators on this list with over 1 million subscribers but extremely funny and if you haven’t heard of him and you like comedic Cody Ko-esque commentary videos, go give him a sub. He’s reacted to many of the same channels Danny Gonzalez and Drew Gooden have such as Troom Troom and 5 Minute Crafts. He’s also a software engineer which is pretty badass.

2. Lana Summer.

Does mainly fashion and hair related videos but is very chill and easy to listen to. Sometimes I like to put on her videos while I’m doing things even though I 100% have straight hair and she does mostly curly hair tutorials. But she’s covered a large umbrella of beauty topics in her videos and if you’re the least bit feminine it’s highly possible she’s covered at least one topic that’ll be useful to you. She’s very pretty (lowkey crushing on her) and lovely and I enjoy her channel a lot.

3. The Curly Guy.

A highly underrated channel that does content similar to Lana’s but for guys! He’s a guy with long, curly hair and talks about how to take care of it. I am always here for nontoxic male positivity and getting more guys involved in taking care of their appearance. It’s very sweet to watch. He’s also reviewed bad hair products which we all like to watch bad reviews of things on YouTube, right, and once pierced his ears at home. So. Idk about you but that sounds great to me.

4. Jolie K.

We’ve got some black queer representation in here! She’s a queer woman who makes videos about queer women. She hasn’t uploaded in a minute but I think she’s still worth supporting. She’s done some cool story times about being gay as well as some beauty stuff.

5. Honest.

Honest is a drama channel run by a black guy who talks about drama between music artists and sometimes youtubers. He’s not only a black person in the drama side of YouTube but he’s a black man in the drama side of YouTube two demographics that feel excluded from that world. If you do like drama videos like Teaspill, it’s cool to support a POC in that world. I can’t say I agree with everything he says but that’s drama channels for you.

6. Ranting Minority.

This guy’s super new and super underrated! He makes spicy political content, is extremely eloquent and chill, which makes him good to listen to, and is a leftist. If you can’t stop watching left-tubers like I can’t, I would totally recommend this guy. He makes videos on racial and societal issues from a liberal and anti conservative perspective. He has less than a thousand subscribers, so I’d highly advise giving him a sub.

7. MacDoesIt

So this guy is also one of the more popular on here. Basically if you watch any LGBTQ+ content on YouTube at all he pops up. He’s like the Strange Æons of the mlm community in that respect. He’s super funny, does reaction videos, does some very comedic red carpet fashion reviews, just if you haven’t subbed to MacDoesIt, what are you doing?

8. Kat Blaque.

Kat Blaque has been under fire for certain opinions before, but all in all she’s a good leftist, political youtuber who is also a black trans woman. She does videos on LGBT+ issues, racial issues, lots of other things, and is a smart, beautiful lady. Basically you can’t be a political youtuber without being controversial so, decide for yourself if you wanna support her, I personally do. Also I am not a trans woman but I know trans women who have said she helped them figure out certain things, so that’s good.

9. Rickey Thompson

A black gay comedian who does story times and random funny videos. I also think he’s an ex viner. I’m only a comedic fan of this one but I do know he’s very handsome and I came from his LGBT+ story times. Just someone you might wanna check out. He’s kind of like Mac in some ways just like. Much chiller.

10. WiseJae

I love how this is a mix of semi popular youtubers and super obscure youtubers I like for very specific reasons. WiseJae is a very small youtuber with a little over a thousand subs last time I checked but she does videos about jobcorps and trade school and has recently started making videos about college. So basically. A cool guide for how to get your life started if you’re a young, low income adult or late teen. She’s also got a very pretty accent, soothing voice and . . . is just so fucking beautiful . . . so. So gorgeous. So like. If you’re like. 18. And you’ve been thinking about a place like jobcorps but don’t know how to start. I would say her channel would be the first place I’d go for information.

11. NotYourMommasHistory

I actually love historical fashion. And this black woman named Cheyney is a historical reenactor with a focus on African and African-American history, and often overlooked part of history and fashion history in general. She’s done stuff like historical head wraps and similar as well as talked about serious issues like sexual harassment. Most recently she did a video on white people misrepresenting Martin Luther King Jr. Basically if you like channels like Rachel Maksy, Bernadette Banner, or our meme mom Karolina Żebrowska, you’ll probably like her. Or maybe you’re just curious about African history. That’s cool too.

12. Rebranding Autism.

Black autistic rep! Jen is a black autistic woman who talks about autism, the struggles she’s faced and she was literally sent to the notoriously abusive Judge Rotenberg center and talked about the atrocities committed there. She’s amazing and has also made vlogs about her life, made advice videos on mental health that are relatable for many people not just people with autism specifically, tho certainly those too. She also makes music.

13. Tater Tatiana

Small youtuber who is in the anti Onision community. She reviewed Onision’s shitty books. She writes, does drama videos and does beauty videos as well. She read Onision fanfiction on her channel, Lilee Jean tried to take down her channel and she bounced back. I highly recommend the channel, I love Tatiana and I’ve loved watching her channel grow these last few years.

So, that’s my list, will definitely add more later, I hope this didn’t come off as pandering or me thinking black people are charity cases, which they aren’t, this is simply me, a white girl, trying to share some black creators I enjoy instead of just spouting my opinions on tumblr, since I come from a privileged place.

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Past And Present (Choose What I Write Story)

Summary: you believed that you had met your soulmate as a child but you had been wrong.

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x reader (ft Im Jaebum)

Genre: soulmate au / university au

Trope: enemies to lovers

Warnings: none

A/N: Well, he’s done it again. This time it was intentional though! For the longest moment during the voting period, it was a battle royale between the JJP boys and Jinyoung just cinched it in the last day. So I decided to add in Jaebum to help bring an obstacle to this storyline. Originally, like most of my Jinyoung stories, the plan was much simpler than this. Of course, you throw in a supercharged Park Jinyoung who hasn’t had a story written for him in over a month and a soulmate au on top and well, this is a bit of a lengthy piece than what I had hoped for!

I also was a little concerned about writing another soulmate au with Jinyoung after Destined, but this world is far different than the one in my first soulmate attempt, so hopefully it won’t feel like something you’ve read before.

Word count: 5869

You were certain you had known who your soulmate was for your entire life. 

Im Jaebum had been your first friend as a child and when you touched for the first time, the gasp that left you both had your parents rejoicing.

Just like that, you had met your destined partner.

With that title between you and Jaebum established, you continued your childhood at each other’s sides and moved easily into teenage years where exploration further enhanced your connection. It was an effortless relationship, with every touch, kiss or stare, you each felt cherished, overwhelmed, connected.

And that was why when you both got into different universities as young adults, neither of you were phased about the separation.

Of course, you voiced how hard it would be living so far apart when you were used to being only five minutes away from each other. But you had prepared for the lack of physical stimulation from Jaebum, with scheduled video chats and using other technological advances to make the distance work. 

On a deeper level though, you trusted your connection.

Nothing had disturbed it yet. And you had believed nothing ever could. Your life was set. After university, you would marry Jaebum, move in together, have a couple of kids and live out your predestined lives together. The guesswork had been completely taken out of your hands.

So why was your life in chaos ever since you met Park Jinyoung?

At first, you were hopeful that seeing him in all your classes would help you settle into tertiary life with a common link. Perhaps, that was your first mistake. It wasn’t as if Jinyoung was unfriendly either, he had a similar thought process as you, taking a seat next to you in all your shared classes for the first week of your semester. 

And that was when it all began. You hadn’t ever experienced being irked by someone as much as you were by him. Jinyoung was just as smart as you, rivalling you in answers and provoking endless debate. You could have dealt with this if he wasn’t so egotistical in his approach whenever he beat you, his smug smile causing you to seethe instantly. You were no longer comrades taking the same papers, yet he refused to let up about sitting next to you.

Jinyoung had figured out your buttons early on, purposely winding you up at any chance he got. And when he wasn’t focused on annoying you, it gave you too much time to sit and anticipate his next move. Some days, he would leave you alone entirely, aware that he still had your full attention. It was those days where you realised that every little action he made could bother you. His breathing, the way his hand would run through his hair, his laughter, everything was capable of spiralling you into a state.

You tried to separate from him, of course. Once you established that he was a major distraction to your degree, you took active steps to avoid him. It wasn’t easy, given every day was full of hours spent in the same lecture halls, tutorial classes and library spaces, but you made a solid effort to ignore his existence as best as you could. 

Yet, this bothered him greatly.

“Why aren’t we sitting in our normal row today, Y/N?” he asked as he sat down beside you, blinking all too innocently for someone who could read your emotions well. The ghost of a smirk was tugging at the corners of his lips and you rolled your eyes, reaching to pick up your supplies to move seats. Jinyoung’s hand came down on yours to stop you and you gaped at him incredulously. He merely pouted. “I’m offended.”

“I sat here to actually get some work done.”

Jinyoung nodded. “What’s holding you back from doing so?”

A thousand curse words and snappy statements flooded your mind in response; instead, you smiled forcibly at him. “Surely, you could befriend someone else.”

“I have friends,” he agreed casually, shrugging a little as if having a vast amount of friendships was normal for everyone. Jinyoung then stared at you, eyes alive with amusement. “But none of them react as well as you do to me.”

“Honestly!” you breathed and a couple of groups around you both glanced in your direction. Feeling your cheeks redden as Jinyoung positively glowed from your outburst, you slumped back down into your chair, resolute on ignoring him for the next fifty minutes.

Jinyoung was having none of that. 

He bounced his leg consistently until you shot him a warning look and then he started with his little sighs, each one sounding louder in your ears than the last. You reached to pinch his arm in protest and he gaped at your assault, acting as if you had gravely injured him. He decided instead of moving away from you that he would shift even closer on his seat, pressing right into your side. 

You threw your pen down in defeat. It was impossible to get anything done with him playing dirty like this.

When class ended, you spun to face him, Jinyoung now smiling triumphantly at you. “Yes, Y/N?”

“I’m done with you.”

“Are you really?”

You nodded firmly. “Why can’t you leave me alone?!”

“Now where’s the fun in that?” he asked, standing up and slinging his bag over his shoulder before leaning down into your face. “It’s not my fault you’re incredibly easy to make this flustered.”

“Flustered?!” you repeated an octave higher, shaking your head. “I am not flustered!”

“Really? Then how come your cheeks are so pink, hm?” Jinyoung reached out to poke one before a soft chuckle left him. “The colour suits you.”

“Park Jinyoung, you are positively the most annoying human to ever exist!”

He grinned, stepping away from you into the aisle of the emptying lecture hall. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Over the next few weeks, you suffered at the hands of his insistent behaviour. You grew increasingly frustrated, wondering why he was being like this with you. 

You regretted the day you had openly reached out to befriend him.

“And so today, he overheard me telling my friend Nora that I planned on having sushi for lunch and when I went to the cafeteria and fell in line behind him, he purposely took the last tray of sushi when he never eats it. He always has one of the sandwich packs so he can study at the same time as he eats!”

“Maybe he was feeling like sushi today?” Jaebum offered over your video chat but you shook your head immediately.

“No, he did it to spite me.”

“I’m sure you’re reading into this too much, Y/N. The guy probably doesn’t have anything to bother himself over you about. Maybe he’s just messing around with you because you are easy to rile up.”

“You too?!” you cried and Jaebum chuckled. “No, I’m not easy game! And even if I were, I’ve asked him to leave me alone, so shouldn’t he?”

“Well, what have you exactly said to him?” Jaebum became thoughtful for a moment. “You have told him you’ve met your soulmate already, right?”

“No,” you answered, wondering why it was needed to do so. You didn’t view Jinyoung in a romantic light in the slightest. Even considering it for a mere second made you shudder. “I don’t share my personal life with him.”

“Maybe he likes you.”

You smirked, readjusting your laptop. “Just because to you I’m irresistible, doesn’t mean everyone thinks the same way. Jinyoung is just annoying me because he is an asshole.”

“Don’t you remember when Jackson wouldn’t leave Glynnis alone in middle school? He annoyed her until she screamed at him in front of everyone in class.”

You thought back to the time, smiling lightly. “He blurted out he was in love with her and made her cry from embarrassment.”

“Jinyoung could be doing the same thing.”

Trying to compare your situation with the juvenile one of your past, you shook your head. “He’s an adult now Jae, surely he would know there are better ways to approach someone if he felt that way.” 

“You never know. If you state it to him that I exist, he might stop.”

“Maybe,” you replied, still in thought. And then you glanced back at the video representation of your boyfriend and pouted. “Doesn’t any of this bother you?”

“No, why should it? You’re capable of solving this issue yourself and I’m not threatened if he does like you. I know you only have eyes for me.”

You grinned, nodding happily. “Of course, you’re my forever.”

Deciding to put Jaebum’s advice into action, you attempted to throw it out that you were in a relationship with your soulmate more than once but it never quite eventuated. Either Jinyoung would steer the conversation away or you would be disrupted by something around you. At night, you would consider new options on how to tell him, chiding yourself for holding back from doing so when you could have just pushed forth. Once he knew you were in a relationship, hopefully, he would step back and give you some space.

It was three weeks later when you both had hired a study room to escape the noise of the main library floor to get some actual work done that you finally announced it. You were both silent for most of the first hour, and for once, Jinyoung was more involved in preparing for your upcoming exams instead of harassing you. It was a perfect opportunity and yet you stalled for twenty minutes, trying to word it right within your head.

Jinyoung sighed heavily. “What is it?”

“Do you believe in soulmates?” you wondered and he didn’t look up from his laptop, his tapping on the keys persistent.

“Doesn’t everyone?”

“Have you met yours?” you continued and finally his hands slowed down, now hovering over the keys without any direction to keep moving. Jinyoung blinked slowly and you leaned over the table unconsciously. “Whether through dreams or in person?”

Whilst you hadn’t dreamt of Jaebum, you had always believed you never needed to since you met him at an early age. Most other people dreamed of who they were destined to before they met them and suddenly you were curious if Jinyoung had or not. Maybe you could help him find his soulmate so he could leave you alone.

When he looked up at you, his eyes were darker, swirling with several emotions. You were taken aback, jumping and hitting into the back of your seat in the process. “What if I have?”

“You have?!” you asked, eyes widening. “Really?!”

“Does it matter if I have or not?” He went back to typing, albeit at a slower rate.

“Well, not to me it doesn’t I guess.” You weren’t sure why his vague answer troubled you so much. You almost didn’t say the next part in your thought process, and when you did, it came out weaker than you intended. “I have.”

Jinyoung tilted his head but didn’t otherwise respond. It irked you. “Did you hear me?”

“You have what?”

“I know who my soulmate is,” you told him and Jinyoung glanced back up you, his eyes now hesitant. You searched his vulnerable expression for a moment, blinking rapidly when you felt your heart thumping in your chest harder. “I uh, I’ve known my soulmate since I was a child. We don’t go to school together but we’re very much a couple.”

No response. 

You watched Jinyoung until your cheeks were burning with embarrassment, wondering why you had even listened to Jaebum in the first place. Jinyoung hadn’t reacted how you expected him to and you felt increasingly uncomfortable.

Just when you thought he was going to ignore you entirely, his head snapped up, a smile that you had never seen before now greeting you. You didn’t have enough time to examine it as his next words distracted you. “I didn’t know we were that close to share personal details like that, Y/N.” 

“Oh, well uh-”

Jinyoung scraped back his chair, still smiling yet the force of shutting his laptop conflicted the cheerful gesture exhibiting on his lips. “I’m done studying today, you can have the rest of the time to yourself.”

You watched him leave and it hit you then, the fakeness of his response. His eyes had said otherwise. 

He very much so cared. 

Jinyoung was bitter from your announcement. And instead of giving you immediate relief, his reaction only troubled you further.

Why did you feel like you had broken him?  

You snapped up with a jolt, breathing heavily as you attempted to shake away the dream. You had found yourself standing outside the same unfamiliar home you always dreamed of, seeing the back profile of a man who you had never been able to distinguish. Desperation overwhelmed you still; just as much as you wished to reach out for him in your dreams, now back within reality, you craved to know who this man was. For some time, you had been convinced it was Jaebum with how much you felt a need to be around the mysterious person. You did eventually realise his figure was different than your boyfriend’s and it puzzled you that you wouldn’t ever dream of anything but this one person. 

Everyone believed dreams were the gateway to your past life’s connection to your soulmate, so it always bothered you when Jaebum wouldn’t turn around and face you within this alternate reality.

Reaching out for your bottle of water on your nightstand, you unscrewed the lid and gulped down a couple of mouthfuls, your eyes still searching the darkness surrounding you for clues. You knew the dream world wouldn’t be waiting behind your eyelids again, no matter how much you would try to force yourself back to that house, to that view; it was never in your control.

You were comfortable with knowing your destiny wasn’t fully within your hands, but you also required clarity in your life. Whenever the path looked unclear, you would dream of this other lifetime, never finding out anything further than what was shown to you.

And ever since you had told Jinyoung about Jaebum, the dream had reoccurred every night for the past twelve days.

Which was the same amount of time that Jinyoung had disappeared from your world. 

You had rejoiced initially. The one thing you had always hoped for was just this, freedom from his teasing, space from his close proximity and yet you didn’t appreciate this feeling at all. Your eyes sought him out across the room longingly some days, watching his back view often. It felt too familiar to you, something you had seen so often within another world. 

Tonight you were slowly starting to entertain something conflicting. 

Why would it be Jinyoung in your dreams? He had no place in there and you laughed incredulously, as if the sound could dislodge your disillusioned thought process. What would your past self have to do with Jinyoung? Jaebum was your soulmate. You had the feelings, the connection, everything you were meant to. With Jinyoung, you had merely frustration. You had touched him before and there had been no sudden revelation of feelings to overwhelm you with. 

Before you placed too much weight in it, you picked up your phone, letting it ring until a sleep-filled voice mumbled in answer. “Hello?”

“You dream of me, right?” you pleaded, chewing on your lip in anxious anticipation.

“Y/N it’s four in the morning, why are you calling me about dreams?”

“Just answer it. I’m in your dreams right?”

Jaebum paused, evidently wiping the sleep away from his face with the sigh that sounded into the receiver. He didn’t answer right away, and you blinked back your emotions. Why was it so hard to respond? If you weren’t dreaming of Jaebum, you would feel at ease knowing he dreamt of you instead. His silence was confirming suspicions that had been growing underneath your relationship for some time. 

“You don’t?” you whispered and Jaebum groaned.

“Y/N, why are you getting hung up on dreams?” he wondered but even Jaebum knew that dreams meant something to one’s soul. The lifeline of your past had brought you to this point.

You existed and so did your past. It was an intertwining bond of past and present that shaped your destiny. Being ‘hung up’ over dreams was kind of expected.

“You really don’t?”

Jaebum sighed again. “I’ve never dreamt. Not once.”

The very next day, you walked across the lecture hall to where Jinyoung sat, his gaze widening when it connected with yours before he looked away to his textbook. When you didn’t move on, he let out a heavy breath, glancing back at you. “Can I help you with anything?”

Was he always this cold towards you? It made you blink rapidly whilst your chest panged with heartache, as if he had just attacked you physically. Breathing felt difficult and you placed your hands down on the top of the desk for support and to hopefully break free from the pain. 

“I dream of you.”

Such a simple sentence to blurt out but the reaction from Jinyoung was instant. He looked as if all the air had been sucked out of him, his dark eyes unblinking as they bored back at you. At first, you saw fear. The hope that swirled within his panic. The multitude of emotions reached out for you one after the other, overwhelming you until you could no longer take it and you turned away, departing the class before it began. 

For the rest of the day, you avoided the world. You hid in your dorm room, trying to decipher all that had happened in that moment. You connected it to the conversation you held with Jinyoung in the study room that day, linking the reactions as one and the same. You had been right; it bothered him greatly when you mentioned having a soulmate already. Your proclamation this morning only convinced you further that Jinyoung’s attention on you had more reason than that of a fellow student. 

Did he dream of you as well? Of that quaint house you had never entered? Was it a home he had once lived in? You were riddled with questions, yet you ignored every message you received on your phone as well. You knew it was him. The incessant buzzing reminded you of his constant appearance at your side this year and eventually, you silenced your phone, throwing it down on your nightstand and yanked your covers over your head.

At some point, you fell asleep.

The house stood before you yet again, though this time, you saw him. Not within the house, no, you were there instead. Why had the angle changed? It was you who had the home, the fence behind you keeping Jinyoung out. He seemed so far away yet you could make out that gaze all too well. He was hurting and you couldn’t fathom why.

And then you heard someone calling for you, or at least, it felt as if it were a name you once went by. You turned to see Jaebum standing before you, pulling you within the home and shutting Jinyoung out behind the door.

When you sat up from this dream, you were breathing heavily, the tears streaming from your eyes effortlessly. You should have rejoiced, you had finally dreamed of Jaebum. Yet you felt a loss like no other. Even when your grandmother had passed away when you were a teenager, it hadn’t hurt this bad. You wanted to close your eyes again, to go back to the door and open it. You needed to see Jinyoung again. The gaze he held before Jaebum pulled you inside was haunting you now that you were awake. His pain felt like your own.

Somehow, you noticed the sudden glow in your room despite your eyes seeing a different world still. Blinking, you turned to pick up your phone, unlocking the device and reading the latest message from Jinyoung with a tremble.

I dream of you too.

Sitting across from Jinyoung the next day felt awkward. You gripped onto the burning hot mug within your hands and yet it was all you could think to do. 

That and reach out for him. Strangely, all you had wanted since meeting up with him at the campus coffee house was just that. Part of it was juvenile. You wanted to see if you felt something this time touching him. But more so, you craved a comfort from him that you never expected to desire. 

So you held the mug tightly, ignoring the warnings your fingers were sending to your brain about the heat and stared back at the dark haired man before you.

Silence had sat between you both for a good ten minutes before Jinyoung finally spoke up. “Since when?”

“When what?”

“Are you sure it’s me?” 

You stared at him then, properly this time. There was no humour, not a playful smile in sight. Instead, he was scared. You knew you were as well, but noticing the emotion in his eyes made you wish to remove it. And that only frightened you further. 

Blinking away your thoughts, you mumbled, “For as long as I can remember. And it’s you, I saw your front view for the first time last night.”

That dream continued to repeat over and over until the morning finally arrived, your mind and soul fatigued from such a constant workout. You noted the lack of quality of sleep within Jinyoung’s gaze too and it made you curious. 

“When did you start dreaming of me?”

He shared a wistful smile. “When I was eight.”

“You remember a distinct age?”

“Well, of course,” he replied with a grin, easing you somewhat. “When I told my Mum I dreamed of some weird woman, she freaked out and made me tell her every detail. Then she explained to me what the dream meant.”

“What did she say?” you wondered, leaning forward, encouraging him to share more. Jinyoung’s ears flamed pink and you smirked. “What?!”

“She told me one day I would meet you and to record every dream I’ve had because you were my past and eventually would be my present and future.”

You slumped back in your chair immediately, cursing yourself for being eager. You willed your heart to slow down. 

Finally, you found the courage to talk. “I have a soulmate, though.”

“Doesn’t everyone,” Jinyoung murmured, taking a sip of his coffee. He sighed softly. “My soulmate is in love with another man. History is repeating, huh?”

You glanced up then, eyebrows knitted together. “What?”

“Have you dreamed of much?” Jinyoung asked, posing himself within the chair, exuding confidence that only confirmed what you had assumed on your way here. Jinyoung had dreamt of you a great deal. And whilst you had as well of him, it had always been the same angle. What had he seen that you hadn’t? You stared at him for a moment, jealous that his connection with his dreams seemed stronger. 

He smirked. “Unlike you, I’ve had years to wait for this opportunity. You weren’t even looking for me, so why would you dream in-depth?”

“How do you know what I have and haven’t dreamt of?”

“You face gave you away,” he admitted with a chuckle and you pouted at his teasing. It was nice though, to see him like that again and your childish reactions to it.

It didn’t last long, Jinyoung’s expression faltered, much like his mood. He still couldn’t slip back to before.

Back to when he thought you were his this time around.

You groaned with how confusing this all was. “What am I like in your dreams?”

“Someone who I missed the opportunity with in another life. We didn’t cross paths until it was too late. I chose to let you remain with the man you had married.”

Wait… married? Your mouth fell ajar as you tried to keep up to speed. 

“My mother urged me to not let you slip away this time. If soulmates miss their opportunity in one lifetime, it can lead to complications in another. If they miss twice, they may never meet again in the future. At least, that’s what is written whenever I researched it.”

Of course, Park Jinyoung and sought out the knowledge of the phenomena unlike you.

Not that you had believed you had a reason to.

And what made you think you did now? Because you dreamed of him? Just because that happened didn’t mean your life had to change. You had been happy with Jaebum. You had always believed it was him. He was familiar, like a home.

You thought back to how he pulled you within the house in your dreams and you grabbed at your throbbing head. “It’s too much.”

“Is it?”

You glanced up then, the vulnerable way Jinyoung was staring at you catching your breath in your chest. He blinked back his own emotions, trying to smile. “Too much is dreaming of never being the chosen one. Too much is hearing from your own mouth that you’d known your soulmate since a child. I don’t know, Y/N. Was I truly destined to suffer so much over and over?”

Your world blurred then as the tears welled within your eyes. Had he really suffered that much? Since figuring it all out, the last two days had been a whirlwind of emotions you had never anticipated to experience.

Especially not with him. 

For the first time, you doubted who Jaebum was to you. You even doubted who you were.

You didn’t want anyone to suffer. And yet, it seemed inevitable. 

Exams were done with, and semester break had arrived. Heading home signalled a crossroads within your life. You would leave Jinyoung back in your schooling world and immerse yourself in the one you had once felt confident within.

You were nervous to see Jaebum, however.

Things had been somewhat strained since your phone call that night, with you now knowing that your soul had two men within its past journey and neither was a right or wrong. Jaebum hadn’t pressed the matter either, which upset you more than you had let on to him. You had hoped he could break you out of the funk you were in over Jinyoung. That he could say something to make you forget about all the dreams, the newfound feelings, the continued battle within you to spend more time with someone who wasn’t your boyfriend. At one point, you had considered Jinyoung an enemy! Now you considered too many things about him. 

The solace you craved from being home again was short-lived. You met with friends, you laughed with family and you reminisced of the old times. 

With Jaebum especially. 

Sitting across from him in your family home felt strange now. At first, you had bounded up to his arrival at the door, smiling when you saw him and wrapped your arms around him as he hugged you back. You had hoped that hug would remove any niggling insecurities. It hadn’t, if anything, his embrace felt different. Not cold, because you could never imagine Jaebum to be that way with you. Yet there was no warmth like there once was. 

The barrier between you was evident. 

After catching up on school stuff, your conversation fell short, neither of you immediately addressing the elephant within the room until the silence became unbearable. Why was it hard to connect with him now?

“Are you still dreaming?” he finally asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Mm.”

“Have you seen who the man is in person at all?” Glancing up, you were surprised that Jaebum had asked the question at all. He was watching you intently, a sad smile crossing his lips. “You have, huh.”

One time, you had told Jaebum about your dream. Hoping that he had seen it himself and could shed light on what it meant. Now and then he would ask you about it, and in the past, you had assured him that you were none the wiser.

Had Jaebum known you weren’t his soulmate all this time?

“Is it him?”

“Who?”

“The guy who bothered you, is it him?” Jaebum continued and you nodded once, only listening to the sigh that left him as you were too ashamed to look up now. Even though you hadn’t done a thing, you felt as if you had cheated with Jinyoung. It was a precarious feeling, and you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

Jaebum didn’t respond for a while. You couldn’t speak of your thoughts either. Nothing made sense, and clarity remained out of reach.

And then he stood up. He smiled down at you, chuckled even. “I always wondered why I didn’t dream of you. Now I know why.”

“I wish it was you.”

“No, you should wish for your real soulmate.”

You shrugged. “I’m kind of over the whole concept, to be honest.”

“And we thought our teenage years were hard, huh?” he mentioned with a grin and you rolled your eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth all the same momentarily. 

“What do we do, Jaebum?” 

He reached out to rub the top of your arms, still smiling down at you. “Are you sure of him?”

“How can I be sure of anything? I’m with you.”

“Maybe you need to step back from me and find out who he is. I’ll always be in your life, perhaps just not as how we originally thought. Who knows, maybe I’ll start dreaming now too.”

And just like that, your first love had given you the sacrifice you would need to figure everything out. 

When you returned to your dorm after your break, a package was waiting for you. Once settled in from your journey, you reached to open it, finding a plain notebook inside. There was no note from the sender, and you frowned before placing it down on your desk and taking a shower. When you returned, the puzzle of the book grappled at you until you flipped to the first page.

The handwriting was legible but definitely youthful. What it lacked in style was made up in the content. It felt as if you were reading some fantastical storyline about soulmates for the next several pages. You felt the years go by as the writing style changed, the neatness improving, and losing that story-telling charm. Some pages only had a few words on them. Others were longer, more time spent on the feelings experienced rather than the actual happenings. 

By the time you reached the last entry in the journal, you felt as if you had ridden a rollercoaster and as you climbed off, you found you knew more about yourself through the eyes of someone else than you had ever expected to. 

It made you leap up from your chair, hurriedly place on some extra clothing, and then head out into the brisk evening. You had an idea of where Jinyoung lived, but not the exact address and yet this didn’t deter you from making your way over there at all. After bumping into a fellow classmate, you found out the information you needed and went into a building, taking a few deep breaths outside of the door before you knocked on it.

When it opened, Jinyoung stared at you quietly, not inviting you in, nor greeting you at all. It made your cheeks flush with embarrassment, unsure now as to why you were standing here. The item you held tightly to your chest reminded you of your rushed emotions and you held it out towards him feebly. “I read your journal.”

Jinyoung still didn’t respond, eyes hard, searching yours for something. 

You smiled weakly and rocked on your heels, thrusting it out towards him further. “Thank you for letting me read it.”

“Really? That’s all?” he wondered and you blinked, frowning slightly. “You’re thanking me for showing you the most personal thing in my life?”

“Well, I … I mean… can I come in?”

You glanced both ways down the hallway, feeling exposed. Jinyoung was still for a moment and then scoffed. “Do you really want to?”

You knew the added implication despite his response. That was his way of protecting his feelings, it always had been. Despite this, he was searching your eyes for a sign that he could let some of them show. Hope infiltrated his stare once more. You smiled and that was enough for him to grab a hold of you, pulling you inside his room.

And once the door was shut, he pressed you against it. 

The swiftness of this new position winded you, though breathing became all too difficult to comprehend once Jinyoung’s lips met yours. They merely pressed into yours, connecting yet unmoving. Even with just the weight of his mouth on yours, a fire burned within you, unlike anything you had felt before. Every inch of your body felt as if it was alive, the colours around you both now vivid, blinding. His kiss began to build languidly, and within that moment, your eyes fluttered shut, still feeling, seeing and hearing too much. Stars rained down behind your eyes, and the hairs stood up upon your skin. You could hear his equally staggered breath, the hot air blowing out from his nose onto your cheek. The thumping of your own heart rivalled by his own and when you finally pulled away to catch your breath, your hands were now threaded through the ends of his silky hair, anchored there. 

Jinyoung slowly smiled. “I can actually do this with you, right?”

“I wouldn’t have come to you if I couldn’t do this with a clear conscience.”

Somehow, his smile grew. And then you were tasting him again.

You didn’t rush. But as the weeks went by, you realised that the past that you had once lived, both in this lifetime and beyond that was definitely not your future. 

It eased you when Jaebum messaged you telling you he had dreamed of someone as well. It was as if this whole puzzle had pieces that needed to be put in place before the next one could be discovered and placed down as well. 

And there was still a whole lot of pieces to go. After all, you had so much to discover about Jinyoung. You hadn’t grown up with him, and over the months of getting to know him so far, well, you had kind of disliked him.

Perhaps your dislike towards him was because you couldn’t figure out why he bothered you so much. And even though you now had a reason behind his place in your life, he still was the same guy you had sworn was sent to drive you insane. Which Jinyoung had innate skill at doing, whether it was by getting your attention during class, or taking your breath away in endless kisses, he was always there right at your side.

And you knew in this lifetime, he always would be.

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Anon 1 said:

Hi, i'm looking for this fic that consists of buckys diary entries after tws. It ends right at the beginning of civil war i think? There's something in there about him learning how to make plum dumplings or something like that from this old lady in bucharest. Thanks sm!!

Anon sent in The Season for Plums by whatthefoucault (oneshot | 2,027 | T)

Anon 2 said:

hi! i took a look through the sex worker steve tag but couldn't find this, apologies if i've missed it... i'm looking for a pre-war fic where steve was doing sex work to make money and bucky finds out by accident walking on him. steve is mad at first but eventually they make up and end up sleeping together, and bucky also had an on and off thing with a girl named liv!

princessniitza, dolphinqueen10, bennettmp339, saccharinemornings, so-much-purple and Anon sent in you go to my head* by alby_mangroves, brideofquiet (complete | 43,529 | E) *sex work, /others

lady-x-red said:

I'm looking for a fic and all I can remember is that he used to be Pierce's slave, who would paint him up and make him entertain party guests.

Anon sent in training motions by Nonymos (complete | 19,186& E) *rape/noncon, /others, HTP, dead dove

Anon 3 said:

hi!! im looking for a fic about preserum Steve and bucky that help out a travelling carnival or a group that moves around and practices magic... Romani maybe... anyway they do bucky a favor and bucky now has the ability to make steve do whatever he wants and Steve figures it out and likes it and then they do the dirty with steve as a submissive and Bucky as a dominant (still with safewords), there's no underage or character death that I remember, and not much violence if any... thanks!!

Anon 4 said: (polyamory)

Hi!! Do you know a fic that bucky and steve are the reader's neighbor and one day she hears them having sex with another girl, later the three of them start having threesomes and a polyamorus relationship?

goalsofmindandbody said: (rape/noncon, budcon)

Hey! I’m looking for a fix where Bucky has been rescued and now thinks Steve is his handler , Bucky was raped by hydra agents is expecting the same from Steve but Steve isn’t doing that obviously so Bucky thinks he’s playing with him and tries to hold out(getting blue balls) until he finally cant take it anymore and goes to Steve naked and bent over for me , Steve is shocked and tells Bucky he needed to have been getting off because of being a super soldier, Steve then helps with said blue balls

princessniitza sent in Deep-Six by Claudia_flies (oneshot | 3,474 | E) *past rape/noncon, post HTP

givenachonce said:

‪Hiii I’ve been trying to find this fic where bucky tries to take off his metal arm with his bare hand and Steve finds him and has to hold bucky’s arms under his legs and there’s blood everywhere in the bathroom. It’s set in avengers tower. I think Steve cooks bland food bc bucky can’t handle spice in other scenes..do you know this fic by any chance?

Anon 5 said:

Hey there I’m looking for a specific fic, I’ve already checked the Disney tag and nothings come up. So anyway, it’s a fic with three parts and ones a fairytale with little Bucky and little Steve at Disney world? It’s modern, no powers AU and they have kids and work at Disney at one point. I think Steve’s Peter Pan? It was really good. Thanks in advance!

Anon 6 said: (/others, cheating)

Hi! I was wondering if y'all could help me find a fic I've been looking for. I can't remember the name of it for anything and I've tried looking it up through y'alls tags but no luck. It's a college AU where Steve and Sam are friends and roommates in college and Sam and Bucky know each other and eventually Steve and Bucky sorta get together and then Bucky sleeps with someone else. Thank you for your help!

mohnjjayer said:

Hi I’m so sorry to ask but I can’t remember ANYTHING about this fic except at the end Bucky and Steve move out to LA and Steve can turn the serum on and off except he lives with it off in LA and then can go back to big Steve in emergencies. I’m pretty sure there’s a line about how the serum is the governments property so if Steve doesn’t have it then they don’t own him?

Anon 7 said:

hellooo :) i lost this one sticky fic and thought maybe you could help me?? i don’t remember that well but it was something with steve being married to tony (but tony died) and they have a kid and tony was working on something (something secret and bad guys wanted it) and bucky comes and protects steve and the kid,, and i know that the project or the thing tony worked on was on a necklace the kid had,, thank u :))

Anon 8 said:

hi!! i'm looking for this fic where steve gets off to the idea of bucky in the mask, and when bucky finds out he puts the whole winter soldier uniform on and surprises steve with it as a sex thing. steve thinks at first bucky's reverted to being the tws and is like trying to calm him until bucky reveals what he's actually trying to do

princessniitza and dolphinqueen10 sent in straight from your heart by luninosity (oneshot | 10,516 | E)

Anon 9 said:

Hello, can you help me find a fic where Bucky and steve are on some sort of stake-out mission I think? Anyway all I remember is that Bucky and Steve were on a roof and Bucky was focused with his gun ready and trying not to be distracted, and Steve was blowing him, trying to get him to move, react etc. I can’t remember the name or author that’s all I know, thank you!

time-lord-no-more sent in S is for Steve Rogers is a Little Shit by OhCaptainMyCaptain (oneshot | 23,613 | E)

wouldilietome said:

hey guys!! first i just wanted to thank y’all for your hard work, this blog makes my life so much better like fr:) also, i was wondering if y’all could help me find this doc where steve rescues bucky from being the winter soldier and then bucky leaves to go recover. steve then goes dark killer mode and goes on a killing spree of all the hydra people that had anything to do with bucky. eventually natasha gets steve to go to bucky and he promises to stay for like a week or something. THANKS ILY :)

dolphinqueen10 sent in The Ghosts Of Who I Used To Be by Brenda (complete | 107,289 | M)

Anon 10 said:

Hello, I am looking for a fic where Steve and Bucky work at Disneyland ( I think) and Bucky is trying to woo Steve. But Peggy comes back from England and Bucky sees them dancing and gets jealous. I thought it was fantastic but it didn't have that scene with Peggy...Thanks!

Anon sent in Fantasmic! by mambo (oneshot | 11,464 | T)