#bye my first book edit ever lmao

[krlstenstewarts]

Long before there were sponsorships and British bad boys, there had just been tennis and her simple love for the sport. She still loved it, of course, but everything was just so complicated now.

[beyoncesdragon]

title: have a look yourself

× pairing: Jae x f!reader ((I think?)), (established relationship)

× summary: Spending Christmas with Jae sure is entertaining and full of surprises. 

× warnings: none, FLUFF

× wordcount: 1.3k

× a/n: listen, I don’t know? I kinda lost myself there at the end tbh, I never meant for it to go there. Also, I put f!reader because I used the term “wife someone” and I don’t KNOW IF YOU CAN SAY THAT TO A GUY/NON BINARY PERSON I’m sorry. Pls educate me. (also, watch me pretend to know anything about guitars here, lmao bye) Merry Chrism y’all!

main masterlist | day6 masterlist

“Your Christmas gift for me is…my own album?” Jae asked, looking up just slightly confused. You had troubles holding back your laughter as you nodded, trying to muster an innocent expression. How you had waited for today, longed for the moment you could finally give him the gift you’d planned out so carefully. It had taken you months of planning and messaging back and forth with the company, countless nights spent editing in front of your computer.

Jae flipped the red and black box over, suspiciously eyeing the back of it. “Uh…thank you?” you rolled your eyes. “Open it, Jae come on!” he gave you another confused glance, only hesitatingly fumbling with the lid.

“Will it explode? Hey, why are you filming?” you shook you head quickly, motioning him to just finally focus on the task on hand. He sighed, having decided that questioning you or your choice of gift wouldn’t bring him any further now. All that was left was opening the album. With another sigh he flipped the cover open, facing…the completely regular content. There were the preorder-gift polaroids, a bookmark (with Wonpil at that) the lyric cards, photo cards, the photobook and in its back, as Jae knew, would be the CD. Nothing special. Jae was more than confused.

“I’m sorry, did I miss something? Did like, a fairy elevate from it or something?” you only laughed, shaking your head.

“Nope.” Jae sighed, giving you big, very confused eyes. “Jagi, help. I don’t want to seem ungrateful, I just really don’t…get it?” you gave him an innocent smile once again and nodded towards the album.

“Unpack it. Oh come on Jae, have you never unboxed an album before? Do it like me when I get mine in.” he snorted.

“I only make them, what would I unbox them for. And what do you mean, do it like you. Does that mean I’m supposed to squeal over Jackson Wangs face when I see him pop up somewhere?” you threw the discarded wrapping paper at him.

“You’re no fun Jae, seriously. Just go through it, Jesus Christ!” he sighed dramatically before finally, tilting the box so it’s content would fall into his hands. He gave you a quick look and you just nodded, urging him to continue.

“Am I supposed to go through the photobook?” you shrugged. “I mean, what would you do first if you were a fan of yourself and would get this in the mail?” he pursed his lips slightly. “I am a fan of myself. Y/N you’re no help at all.” you only snickered amused. “Jae, you’re a stoic little boy. Hurry up.” He gave you a glare before opening the photobook…and almost dropping it again.

“What the fu-?“ you couldn’t help yourself any longer and burst out laughing. Instead of the group pictures he’d probably expected, there was…something else. Still a group picture, with just the tiny difference that all the members wore Wonpils face. Jae flicked through the pages of the book, scanning over every picture before looking at you with a horrified look on his face. “What did you dooo?” he whimpered, opening the book at the page where he’s supposed to be – and was – but with Wonpils face montaged over his own. You couldn’t answer just yet, your breath hitching with giggled as you watched Jae stare at this army of Wonpils all over the pages of the book with a look of disgust.

“I’m speechless. How did you even get this done, who helped you. JYP himself?” he ran his fingers over the smooth surface of the pictures, now fighting a small smile.

“The demon, indeed.” Jae mumbled, and a tiny smile started to tug on his lips. You were on floor laughing, more than satisfied with your gift, more than happy with his reaction.

“So you wanna tell me…that you went through all this trouble…all of this…just so I would have a book with Wonpils face?” you nodded, teary eyed, sore throated  but happy. “For my favourite boy. A special edition, only copy that has ever been made. You like it?” he narrowed his eyes.

“C’mere you little minx…” and he leaped towards you. With a shocked squeal you scooted out of reach before getting on your feet as quick as possible and speeding for the kitchen. The chase did not go on forever, actually it ended almost instantly. Jae was faster (also because you wore fluffy Christmas socks which made everything dangerously slippery)  and had you trapped in his arms in no time. He picked you up for half a second maybe, right before he fell backwards onto the sofa, where he took it upon himself to tickle the living hell out of you. Only after a good ten minutes he stopped with it and pulled you into his chest.

“You’re so annoying.” Was all he had to say, the fond smile on his lips betraying him. You only grinned, turning around so you could comfortably rest in his arms. He glanced down at you, a smile dancing over his lips. You reached up to press yours against them, as if to catch the smile before it vanished.

“Now did you like it?” he laughed softly, pulling you tighter for a second. “Sure. Would you be mad if I burned it or something?” you stifled a laugh, intertwining your fingers with his, resting them on his belly.

“I kinda expected you to at least frame a few pages. You could hang it up in the studio, right over your guitar stand. The colours would look great with that deep red Gibson you got.” Jae hummed amused before he snapped up.

“Wait the what?” you bit back a tiny smile. “The deep red Gibson Les Paul Studio, you know that guitar. It would go well with the red aesthetic moment you guys got going on in the album.” You repeated, acting as if nothing was wrong.

“I…I don’t have a red Gibson…? I only have a black one, you know the old one…?”

“Are you sure you don’t have a red one?” he sat up, giving you a weird look. “What are you…”

“Oh come on, you didn’t really think I just got you the Wonpil photobook, did you?” his jaw fell slack.

“You got me a guitar?” you grinned proudly. “Younghyun helped me pick the right kind, since I have less than no knowledge about guitars. It’s waiting for you behind the coats in the hallway…I had to hide it somewhere. Go have a look.” Jae was on his feel faster than a chicken on speed and sprinted towards the clothing racks, slithering coming to a stop in front of them.

“Holy shit.” You laughed. “She’s beautiful! I can’t believe…are you serious?” he brushed carefully over the shinny ebony, placing the guitar in a way where it would rest safely on his lap. You leaned against his shoulder as you watched him brush over a few strings hesitatingly. The dark red fit beautifully into the scenery, the light up Christmas tree and cozy atmosphere, accentuating everything with a more Christmas-sy feel. “Damn. I know I shouldn’t swear on Christmas out of everything but holy shit, she’s beautiful.” you shrugged lightly, shooting him a wink. “Suits you perfectly then!” he clicked his tongue and gave you a slightly unbelieving look.

“Keep that behavior up and I’ll wife you before this year ends.” You huffed amused. “Yeah I mean I would, but I do not have the financial capability to do that, good Sir. You can still wife me, tho.” He shot you a quick grin before diverting his gaze back to the guitar.

“You know, I’m gonna do it anyways so...” Jae mumbled almost absentmindedly, gaze still fixed on the guitar. You looked up surprised, feeling a tingle rise in your chest. 

Was he…serious?

“Oh yeah?” he looked up at you, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “What? Did you think I only got you a box of chocolates and those lame ass concert tickets for Christmas? The ring is in the top drawer of my nightstand, I had to hide it somewhere.” This time, it was your turn to stare at him blankly.

“Shut up Jae, you’re kidding.” He leaned back with a smug grin, shooting you a wink.

“Go have a look yourself, babe.”

— ✩ thank u for reading ✩ —

[dewdropdeku]

armin has a crush on you

↳ armin arlert x gn!reader

↳ genre: fluff, modern!au, slight college!au

↳ w.c: 1.2k

↳ warnings: none

↳ a/n: this is the first time posting any sort of fic writing so i hope you enjoy! (criticism is appreciated but pls don’t be mean)! also, i use "reader" as a placeholder name rather than "y/n".

↳ not proofread/edited!

ok first of all armin best boy

i feel like armin’s the type to know how he feels but not necessarily know how to actually tell you

y’all probably share a few gen ed classes

maybe you were introduced by a mutual friend

like one day your friend mikasa invites you to study with her and armin and from then on you guys start to hang out together

is touched when you invite him to study with your friends

and when he gets there to the library and you wave him over to your table he probably goes to sit in the chair opposite you but you grab his wrist and encourage him to sit next to you so he takes an extra long time getting his stuff out of his bag bc he’s trying to hide the blush on his cheeks and ears

after studying at the library your friends are going out to eat but he doesn’t wanna intrude on like casual friend time so he says he has to continue working on stuff and starts heading home

armin is kinda surprised when you jog up next to him as he walks to his dorm once you say goodbye to your friends bc you’re “tired and want a nap”

you look over at him and smile and ask if you can join him

and he’s like,,, “i’m just gonna be working on some stuff it’ll be boring to hang out with me. didn’t you tell them you’re tired? you should rest” but rly he’s nervous bc he wasn’t actually planning on working on stuff he just didn’t wanna intrude in your friend group

and you’re like,,, “no it’s okay i just said that…” you kinda trail off bc how do you tell your crush you just blew off the chance to hang out with friends for the chance to hang out with him. “i can just keep you company while you work”

cue blushy min but who is he to say no really

so you walk together to his dorm and while he sets his stuff out on his desk he tells you to make yourself comfy

so you jump on his bed and take out a book

he gets butterflies~~ when he notices it’s one he recommended to you

actually melted when you asked him for book recommendations by the way

and when you fall asleep on his bed armin thinks he might just die

pulls a blanket over you and lets you sleep while he works or reads to watches netflix or smtg

when you wake up all flustered and embarrassed he brushes it off with smtg like “guess you were tired after all” but on the inside he thinks it’s so cute omg bye

oh backtracking to books!!!1!!1!1! if you ever offered book recs to him he would short circuit i think

pls could you image “armin! i read this book recently and i think you’d really like it here take my copy i hope you enjoy!”

he would combust bye

anyway after a while of you kinda inviting yourself to hang out/study with him often eventually he actually expects you to come w him/meet him/hang out with him

“aren’t you coming?”

“oh, i thought you were gonna hang out with eren, i was just heading home”

“eren doesn’t care, come with me”

now it’s your turn to blush omg

after a while of y’all hanging out regularly he feels himself get more and more comfortable talking to you and not so nervous all the time

probably finds it attractive when you are genuinely interested in what he has to say so if he rambles pls smile and nod and rest your chin on your hand dreamily

so when he realizes he’s rambling and he notices he gets embarrassed and is like “sorry,,, i was rambling, wasn’t i?”

you can respond with a smile and reassure him you like listening/are interested and encourage him to keep going

and he’ll look bashful on the outside

probably scratch the back of his head/neck and avoid eye contact

but is internally excited that you wanna listen so he does continue

he’d be so touched if you ASkeD quEstiONS bc like,,,, that tells him you’re actually listening and not just letting him talk absentmindedly

i can see it now; armin texts you to confirm that your weekly study date is still on and you respond with “actually,, i wanted to go see this new movie with this guy i like,,, rain check”

and he gets rly sad omg like his chest tightens up and he goes “oh. ok, have fun!”

but then the next day eren’s like,,, cmon man no use in moping around get dressed and armin is like

no disrespect bro,,,, but stfu and leave me alone thanks haha lol

but after a while he does get dressed begrudgingly and then a few minutes later there’s a knock on the door and eren gets a text and looks up from his phone w like a grimace or some shit and he’s like,,,, “oh shit,,, armin,,, dude,,, i forgot i had plans” and armin’s like

(ಠ_ಠ) you made me get dressed,,,, while i was brooding,,, for nothing

and then eren opens the door and looks apologetically at armin and he’s like “i’t’s okay reader’s great company” and that’s when armin notices it was you who knocked on the door

and you smile at him and he’s now starting to put two and two together as eren slips by you and shouts a farewell down the hall and when you smile at him nervously and wave two movie tickets as a greeting he realises that no he wasn’t reading the signs wrong, and yes you do like him back (he’s a Smart Boy) and when you’re like,,,, “so,, you are free, right?”

and he’s like “........you could’ve just asked me to see a movie with you” and he mumbles the next bit but you still hear and it makes you blush “instead of making me think all jealous and mopey thinking you liked someone else”

in conclusion yes he has a fat crush but yes you’d have to make the first move bc he would Not Know How

but you absolutely have a cute dinner+movie+walk in the park date that definitely ends with a kiss and both of y’all not being able to fall asleep bc the matching face-splitting grins are too distracting

like you both just sit in your respective beds for hours that night staring at the ceiling and probably eren and mikasa and sasha and connie are all giggling deviously over mikasa’s phone after you text her that the plan worked lmao and he kissed you goodnight and omg mika he’s so cute and sweet and it was such a good date and dsfjsnjfgijf

and when armin notices a sticky note on his computer monitor from eren that reads “took you long enough” he may or may not shake his head fondly at his best friend’s antics except he’s got a blush on his cheeks bye

and if you wake up to a “good morning❤️” text from him and your heart explodes who’s gonna know

thanks for reading!! 

[ready-to-obeyme]

Can you do a weeding head canon for Satan pls? Please please please. Thank you so much for you time

Wedding Headcanons for Satan/Reader

wow four pages just like his birthright lol

*:ﾟ*｡⋆ฺ(*´◡`) I love thinking about weddings!! hope you like it! 🌺 kept it gender neutral as usual

EDIT: ltskjdlafskj tumblr didn’t save my FORMATTING (cries) hhhhh but hope it looks okay now!

where they get married

England, probably, if you chose a human place to get married at, but not in the city

i can imagine a cozy little cottage near a lake, set up a veranda and tables and chairs and there you have it; definitely outdoors 

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. )

Early spring, late morning

very peaceful time of the year

If we want to get specific, most likely March when the breeze is cool and gentle and the foliage is lush and green

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. )

It probably sprinkles a little bit the morning of the wedding-- which is good luck, Satan reassures you

Throwing rice at the newlyweds over confetti-- mainly because it’s biodegradable and the wedding is outdoors 

(had to search this up but) Satan, devious as he is, asks to do the garter toss

Basically, you wear a garter (that can match your wedding night lingerie wink wink) and he takes it off using his teeth or hands

Satan uses his hands-- but that doesn’t mean he can’t make it as intimate and alluring as he possibly can, making sure you’re aware of where his hands are on your leg as he shoots a coy look up at you just to see you blush

if you’re uncomfortable being that intimate in front of your family, no problem-- he can always just take it off later when you’re alone together

definitely hands or tosses the garter smugly at his brothers next time he sees them just to watch them scream

what their wedding cake looks like

small, four tiered cake decorated with pink peonies and light pink roses, accented by green leaves and gold

matches the bouquet!

….who smashes cake into whose face

you think and even plan it the moment the two of you decide to get married that it would be you

Satan surprises you by getting the jump and smushing cake onto yours first

gracefully lets you smash cake into his face too, a wide smile on his face the entire time

who proposed to who first

you think the cake is revenge for the fact you beat him to the punch and asked him to marry you first (after he says yes)

Satan was slightly miffed because he planned a whole getaway and everything to ask you 

tells you as much with a pout as you laugh 

gives you the ring he bought you and gifts you with something else during the getaway instead of the ring

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither )

Satan refuses to be walked down the aisle by Lucifer, so he stubbornly stays at the altar (with Asmo as his best man and probably Lucifer as one of his groomsmen)-- which honestly, works for him

the flutter in his chest and the way you look incandescently beautiful as you walk down the aisle takes his breath away

loves the traditional wedding, Satan is a sucker for romantic cliches considering his proclivities for novels-- he's undoubtedly has thought of you in this very moment before a real proposal was ever on his mind the sap

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like

one thing is for certain: Satan does not get to dress himself

And honestly neither should I but here it goes

Asmo and Lucifer help him choose the tuxedo to go with the color theme (green) 

Grey, three-piece suit with an accented forest-green signature bowtie

White button-up shirt inside

Accented with a very, very pale pink rose pinned on the lapel of his suit

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have

Pastel and forest green with gold accents

Very nature-esque considering the outdoor location 

Considering this happens on a grassy area, the walkway is scattered with flowers, the arch is decorated with peonies and roses 

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? )

Pink Peonies - represents honor, romance, beauty, and bashfulness

Pink roses - playful innocence/sensitivity

White daisies - true love, new beginning

Satan would have loved to thrown in an orange lily somewhere, but considering his color is GREEN, Asmo fought against it heavily -- but it would have symbolized a passion for life

Throw in some green in there too to match the theme and balance out the bouquet 

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. )

It's not that Satan can't be original, but it's more like he believes the traditional vows are still true and romantic to this day; definitely customizes it to fit him more 

“With this ring, I give you my heart. I promise from this day forward, you shall not walk alone, may my heart be your shelter, and my arms be your home.”

He definitely does add the bits of poetry he's written about you-- highlighting the ways he has fallen for you and how you make him feel at home with you

Levi calls him a sap but he dries his tears with a tissue during the proceedings so his comment is invalid-- this scene is too perfectly anime to not love 

he's an intellectual and a man of books: he's definitely got a way with words and spent weeks forming the best vow that encompasses everything he would ever want to say to you

if there was a day he’d say all the tender feelings he had for you, today was the day (out of the many days from thence on)

is surprised when you cry and secretly pleased-- makes (more) vows to tell you how much you mean to him more

if anyone’s late to the wedding

bye jk

wedding would be pretty small so doubtful there would be late comers (unless you have a large family and would like to invite them)

wouldn't roast anyone on your side for coming late; very understanding about it

if any of his side comes late, he'll say something to playfully tell them off or be exasperated but not surprised 

but honestly it doesn't really matter to him because at the end of the day, he loves his family and he couldn't be happier to know they're there for him on his special day

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other

Lucifer -- and not just by default; Satan asked him specifically to be a part of his groomsmen

Lucifer was very soft about it, not that either of them will acknowledge it

tbh kind of hard not to just assume all the bros wouldn't be the groomsmen but if we had to choose a typical three, the other two would be Asmo (best man) and Mammon

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? )

Lucifer was the one to bear witness to another side of Satan when he made a pact with you, so undoubtedly he would talk about that just to embarrass Satan

Satan would never say it, but he’s warm thinking that Lucifer would remember something like that

I actually think his speech would be very emotional, considering the rocky relationship those had had and how much they each have grown and mended their bond

Satan tears up and squeezes your hand, though he is embarrassed when you smile at him knowingly

his other brothers probably sneak in speeches of their own about Satan's angstier days-- hoping to squeeze as many funny stories they’ve collected over the thousands of years living together as brothers

they're lucky Satan is in a good mood the entire day so he won't throttle them lmao

who catches the bouquet( s )

Solomon, the crafty bastard

Satan wishes he was more surprised

Asmo doesn't stop whining to Solomon the entire night

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? )

Satan is a photographer-- of course he's going to go all out and memorialize the event

probably has been keeping a scrapbook of your relationship ever since you both went steady and tbh he might have to start a completely new photobook just for the journey from engagement to wedding

the wedding photos of you in your wedding outfit are personally taken by him-- there is no one else that can capture the way your eyes crinkle with joy or the soft glow of your smile at dusk

if beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then you would be the most beautifully wedded person the world has ever seen in the photos Satan has taken of you

literally cannot get enough of you in your outfit that you have to tell him to stop so you can actually have photos of him and with him

trusts Asmo to make sure that they look on point and that the photographer takes good pictures of everything during the reception and wedding itself

just as much tender moments as there are silly moments; Satan loves them all

what sort of food they have at the reception

if they have their wedding in the human realm, then Satan would let you handle the food considering he knows more devildom food (food which may alarm normal people)

agrees to most of your choices, taking into consideration any allergies

what can I say? he's a reasonable guy

also he knows Beel would finish everything if anything

Definitely chooses the tea to be served during desserts though 

who cries first during the ceremony

in comparison with Satan, you probably cry first, but Satan is definitely not far off from joining you after

it's one of the happiest days of both of your lives after all

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. )

I stand by the fact Satan has pretty low tolerance for alcohol and you bet Asmo (and Mammon) helped plan everything and bought a TON of alcohol 

Satan gets drunk quick and is extremely sappy with you the entire night cannot stop saying how happy he is that you chose him of all people, that he promises to make you as happy as he can, and that he loves you

bless Lucifer for keeping his brothers in check during the wedding; god knows what would happen otherwise 

what their rings are like

Satan likes a simple gold band on his ring finger, though he wouldn't mind an engraving inside

if you do get something engraved, he'll get melty if it's a message for him or something that commemorates your relationship (he probably likes thay it's like the engraving on the One Ring in Lord of the Ring)

he gets you a diamond ring on a gold band 

simple can go a long way!

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalized candy etc. )

I actually don’t think you have any party favors; I imagined it to be a quaint, small wedding

Guests can take home the centerpieces and decorations though-- and the rice, if they didn’t throw it all at you lol 

where they go for their honeymoon

somewhere with a lot of history and lots of things to see and do the man is an explorer and the next chapter of his life is with you

type to keep the romance alive by whisking you away into experiencing something new

idk why but I'm getting Belgium or Germany vibes for the honeymoon 

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. )

asides from the typical House of Lamentation excitement (ie. Asmo flirting with everyone, Beel eating out every table, Mammon trying to steal the silverware, Belphie sleeping underneath every table at some point)

they run out of alcohol pretty quickly so Beel (almost completely sober) and Mammon (drunk) go out to get more while being supervised by (an admittedly tipsy) Lucifer-- and come back with a boatload of more alcohol and McDonalds froes two hours later 

(i mean, combine a voracious appetite, a big spender, and a man who doesn’t make the best decisions when drunk is basically ASKING for something memorable to happen)

dear lord guys its almost 12am who do you think is gonna drink all of this wine and beer

also asmo definitely steals the wedding bouquet from solomon 

who officiates the ceremony

definitely not a priest (haha) 

I have an odd feeling it would be Barbatos

I think people would think he’s a priest anyways, asides from the teal highlight in his hair 

what song their first dance is to

Everything - Michael Buble + Choreo gotta love youtube

Playful, happier dance

Lots of swaying motions and looking at each other’s faces and just laughing 

(im so soft aaaaa)

A celebratory dance to start off the rest of your life together

sidenote: My friend was kind to note that the guy in the video’s outfit matches Satan’s butler where there’s a funky tie tucked into the vest too alskdfjsldkjf

Asmo couldn’t convince Satan otherwise to not wear the vest but it’s okay because all the two of you can focus on is each other anyways

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle

Satan doesn’t walk down the aisle, but Asmo (as best man), Lucifer, and Mammon stand beside him

Lucifer thinks it's endearing how much Satan fidgets until he sees you, then he's too enamored to remember to be nervous

Asmo thinks everything is picture-perfect; all according to plan

Mammon keeps crying into his sleeves

Satan watches you walk down the aisle, sees you beam at him, and it takes his breath away

nothing can take his gaze off you now 

[forbidding-souda]

About Mod Souda

You guys should talk to me in the ask box more smh you guys are fun

Like just tell me about your day but I won’t guarantee that like 1000% I’ll respond but I’ll read them all.... efkjlwdbsc or or ask me questions or something idk I like talking

1500 followers face reveal when (shocked emoji) /srs

Anyways here’s some things about me because I never really introduced myself (since this is my account and why would I do an introduction)

THIS IS LITERALLY MY LIFE STORY GOODBYE BAHSBAH

-Mod Souda 

Hi I am Mod Souda and I go by he/him ofc ofc I am a gay man.

Uhh I am an a native amercan mixed kid AND an Aquarius ugh I’m so unique right. I was raised by a raver and a metalhead skater in Vegas. I’ve been in the pit since I was 4 years old (specifically at a Primus concert LMAO).

The first fandom I was in was Creepypasta, and I was about 8 years old. It’s funny because the first musician I ever actively liked was Madame Macabre. 

As a child (like 7-11) I mainly listened to Vocaloid, Madame Macabre, and Nicki Minaj.

When Avengers came out I was still in elementary school. And .. Loki... wrjhfbwejdhb bro!! gay awakening!! holy shit. I was in love with him but I didn’t want to admit it smh shhh.

The first anime I ever watched was Black Butler. I was IN LOVE with Joker from Book of Circus ehbwdjqshdfb. The last episode of that season ended the day I moved to California. I remember crying bc of the last scene inside of the moving truck.

I also got into Fairy Tail a lot. Also tragic. I had the hugest crush on Gajeel Redfox mmmmmemdwkgsnekfdjsglkvcx

I live in the Bay Area, and grew up in the same house, compared to living in Vegas where I moved every two years. There are ... so many poc here ... and in vegas I was in a class with all white people. Being around so many poc was so like ?? fun ?? idk how to describe it but it feels like how life should feel like; not stressful at all.

I started listening to goth music when I was 12 because I was in the Mr. Creepypasta amino and somebody was like “you guys should join the goth amino” and I was like oh that sounds so fun !!! Boom... goth Mod Souda arrived.

I was all about Sopor Aeternus and Switchblade Symphony. 

I discovered my lifelong favorite artist in like 2016. It was because I was making playlist for my Fairy Tail oc (tragic) and I added this song I got off of a “Creepypasta Theme Songs” and it was Bernadette by IAMX (which was assigned to Laughing Jack). And I listened to the song and was like meh this is cool. Then one day I played the playlist and it just.... hit different. LMAO I was like waiitittttititit. The next day, on the way to the airport, I downloaded all 7 (at the time) of his albums and listened to them the whole way. I’ve seen him live too like mm chris corner I love you.

I got into DR in 2015 because of an edit of (anime) Syo and Junko to Pound the Alarm LOL. I was like “this looks cool” so I watched it on my phone while sitting on the couch all in one go. Spoilers but I cried the most when mondo and sakura died, fun fact. Life went down from there smh!! 

I really believed that I was dating Gundham Tanaka. Like everything in my life was Gundham Tanaka related like I was ... obsessed with him. And I coudln’t see art of him and sonia because it would make me have a breakdown bc I thought he was cheating on me PLZ BHDSABHJBAHAAHHA it’s funny because I kin sonia now and I’m in love with her.

This was the same year where I ???? got bruises on my eardrums somehow (I asked my dad recently how I got them and he went uhh idk) ???? and I couldn’t hear anything for like three years plz. My hearing has gotten better but idk if my ear percentage is 100%/100% or if I’m just grateful it isn’t what it is before LMAO so that’s when I started learning ASL.

This is also the same year where I got hospitalized for being a neurodevelopmental schizophrenic lol OOPS !

A funny story of me growing up with danganronpa is uhh when future arc was still airing ,,, Spoilers,, and the episode with Juzo passing aired,, I literally printed the frame of him talking to himself confessing his love and BROUGHT IT TO SCHOOL. I LIT A CANDLE FOR HIM TOO LIKE BYE

Freshman year of highschool I started dating an emo kid who brought his electric guitar to school. TRAGIC. We dated for like two years please what.

Sophomore year I started getting into metal and punk. This is mainly because I went to a Slayer concert. I was trying to branch out of my goth bubble and !!! metal really stuck with me. My favorite subgenre is goregrind. It’s mmm so good. Punk... was a miss. I absolutely hate punks. If anyone in the alternative community is reading this right now I’ll tell you this: the punks that I interacted with to learn more about the community were from OC .... goodbye

I still listen to Glass Street tho ^ they are hc/crossover and I really like their music omg I have their merch now plz HBSAJKH and I still like the patch pants / crusties I made so that’s cool. A lot of kids look up / glamorize me just because of my fashion but at least they give me clout ig ...

The year after that I downloaded Spotify for the first time. I was an apple music/youtube person (tragic). Uhh what else omg. I finally figured out that I was neurodevelopmental and that it affected my way of thinking and that ,, it wasn’t JUST because I am sch so that was an awakening.

Anyways now trying to get a minor in asl interpreting mmmm and trying to get a job SMH !! why is it so hard. I’m into DND now oo that’s new and I’m collecting the dice.

I started this blog in July 2020 when I was staying with my friend in a tent in New York for a couple of months. I forced her to watch despair arc (LOL) and now she’s a junko cosplayer so B^)

Metalhead anon and everyone else who’s been here for a long ass time make me SOOO happy like woah.. it’s been so long omg. I used to post fics three times a day like wtf the EFFORT (that was before school started lol oops my bad)

Since then I’ve got a boyfriend and a whole wave of danganronpa cosplayers who are my friends now. It’s really cool to talk to so many young people (sometimes) who are hella into like,, open conversations about gender and politics and whatnot. I’m used to talking to 20 year old goth people you know? 

Whenever I do something “cringey” (like if I want to do dr character impersonations or if I want to rant about how much I love this anime character or if I want to try out neopronouns) I’m like hmmmm I can go to the danganronpa cosplayers and I know they won’t judge me for this.

Anyways that’s it. It’s 22:50 where I am right now aaaanndd I go on this blog way more than I should LOL

[i-have-feelings-bitch]

some thoughts on ÉLITE s4 immediately after finishing it

MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD, obviously

so. i have some thoughts.

i really disliked how they kept on piling up problem upon problem and i’ve seen that a couple dozen times by now and it always ends the same - nothing gets solved. Not really, anyway. The solution usually is; another problem happens, but its bigger and far more important and severe than all of the other ones combined and it overshadows everything that had happened before.

on that note, and to be fair, this is a teen’s drama show. So i don’t mind it, just to be clear here. i enjoyed the heck out of this season, right now, it’s my favorite season of all. That might change later, as all of this still is so new and fresh and exciting so my mind naturally snaps onto it.

first things first; Omander went just like i predicted - they broke up just so they could get back together eventually, after some hardcore drama. (i cried anyway. a lot.)

there’s one character i liked throughout the whole season. no, wait, two actually. first is rebeka. i feel like her decisions made sense. i liked her story arch a lot. the second one is azucena. what a queen.

.........guzman has a really bad temper. always had and probably always will. (to the samu/guzman/ari drama; why couldnt they have a pretty threesome, ari was quite obviously polyamorous (but i guess nobody has ever heard of that lol) and samuel and guzman almost fucked any second anyways so what exactly was their problem)

surprisingly enough, i liked Patrick in a lot of moments, about 50%. i absolutely despised him in the other 50%. tbh im really not sure about his character like with him, i don’t see any reasoning or goal or whatsoever. i have no clue what he wants to achieve?? guess he just wants to be gay and fuck around and honestly? fair enough

Mencia. Oh, Mencia. i liked her a lot from the get go and i still think her character is cool as shit, but there were quite some moments when i wouldve loved to smack her across the face. i also cried a lot when it came to Mencia/Rebeka. when Samu said “Fuck, you two are cute”? i felt that. i very much cringed at the chocolate scene, but to each their own i guess.

Ari; about 95% of the season disliked her. i didn’t hate her, but she was like a knockoff version of Lu? listen, i know i’m being biased here and it’s very unfair towards her, but to me, it just felt like she always tried to be the mean girl but never really succeeded. my opinion of her skyrocketed in the last few minutes of the last episode, though. we love some good sibling care in this house. not like it had been like that in the beginning, mind you.

i. fucking. hated. Benjamin. like the whole time. i think there was legit one single moment when i thought like “okay hold on that was the first (and last) good move you made this whole season” and it was when he offered Mencia to listen to her anytime she wanted or needed to. otherwise. fuck him. his attitude, his way of talking, his way of acting, fucking everything. (in the very last scene, when he destroyed the table? like yeah, i get that you’re emotional and angry and shit but my dude, your youngest daughter just told you she basically got r*ped on a daily basis by the guy *you* invited to your house because you only saw his money. can you please show some motherfucking self-control and not scare said daughter to fucking death oh my god i hate this guy so fucking much) also because he kicked out azucena. on that note, ander being protective of his mom? absolutely living for it.

aaand Ander. here we go. oof. i did not like him for a good part of the season. actually, i think it probably started in episode one and ended in the last one, lol. i just felt like there were little things that made sense? i appreciated him telling Omar that he finds this other guy (aka Patrick) hot, but like some time later, they break up in this really horrible and heartbreaking sequence and a minute later, Ander goes whoring around like there’s no tomorrow? like, literally? huh? i found myself really torn between who to dislike more; Ander or Patrick. nice el desorden reference. (both the shot where he masturbated alone in the shower and the book, lmao)

as for Omar; can the writers just leave him the fuck alone please? what did he ever do to yall to ever deserve all this shit he has to go through constantly in this show holy fuck i HATE how he got treated by Ander and Patrick and Benjamin. This boy deserves so much better. he did seem a little out of character sometimes, i gotta say. not sure why tho. most times, he was the sweet, empathetic cinnamon roll we know him as. like idk man he does so much for his friends?? the thing with Philippe and Caye at the bar was adORABLE

which leads us to

Philippe. dude. what. was his character. most of the time, i felt kinda bad for him, like his so called friends literally all just saw the royalty in him (not that he made the impression that he didnt like that in the first few episodes, but yeah it’s a thing so i reckoned that would come up later on). also i was so happy for Cayetana ughguhghguhghh they were really cute together......but then he gotta pull this shit, like what??? in the actual fuck. he’s just like “yeah some girl tried to sue me, saying i r*ped her” and then later he’s like “so yeah i’m actually a r*pist, whoops, sorry, can you stay pretty please?” like ex fucking cuse the shit out of me sir. no. the problem is i *want* to like him because pol granch is a fucking sweetheart and i’m catching myself thinking stuff like hes kind of aware that hes a borderline r*pist and that hes also very aware that it’s not okay? but like? he doesn’t try to change? don’t even get me started on his mother. ugly ass bitch. that’s all i have to say.

so i didnt like Cayetana for a major amount of s3, like at all. but yeah, what can i say. shes just a sweet girl okay and now i have a soft spot for her. much like Omar i feel like, she gets a lot of shit, completely uncalled for and there’s nothing she can do against it she just like stumbles into the pile of crap and then is knee-deep in. i feel very sorry for her man i just wanna hug her.

just for the record, there was not a single second that i thought Amomrdm(shit i forgot his name lmfao) -the bad guy- was just being nice and helpful. tbh he just deserved what he got. whoops, there, i said it.

the build up in the last episode was very nice, i gotta say. it was low key obvious who would be the one to attack Ari, but it’s alright. i did not expect the thing with Guzman tho lol. You go man. (but still, aggression problems.)

side note; dude it really sucks that guzman and samuel were too busy fighting over Ari to actually notice her missing lmao

oh also - Rebeka’s ninja kick on the dock??????? HELLO????

guzman and ander leaving made me so fucking emotional?????? excuse me??? who gave them the right?????

edit; (a day later)

just noticed i completely forgot Samu, lol. hes just so far away from my type and i dont really have an opinion on him like yeah hes kind-hearted and cares for his friends, and thats sweet, but uuuhhhhhh. i was only there for the lil gay moments between him and guzman. there were a lot of them. i was really happy when he and Rebeka made up and talked to each other again, that was kinda wholesome. aside from that tho? idk hes just kinda [shrug-emoji] for me (like he had been from s1 all the way on to be quite honest)

that said, i’m sure theres lots more thoughts in my mind but the heat is making my head hurt lol ok bye

[st4rphobic]

*internally screams*

hiiiii, so I’m writing (already mostly written) a 18+ vampire/demon novel on wattpad which, and when finished & edited, will be on amazon just like my first published novel “inquisitive” which I will put the link for below. here are the visuals, descriptions, & characters for ARCANE.

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SYNOPSIS

In which Ava love, a wedding planner and musician, encounters a photographer named Katori Yu whom shoots her album cover and quickly becomes intimate with his client. Ava, not knowing that the man she slept with is a vampire who unintentionally drags her into his dangerous world, meets Katori's younger brother Dante whose been searching for his brother for years. Dante informs Katori of their parents' passing by the hands of their demon cousin Slater who currently is taking over their family empire in Korea and is hunting down both Katori and Ava. The only way Katori can keep the woman he adores alive, is for him to kill his own blood. Can he succeed?

CHARACTERS

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KATORI YU

age: 29 race/ethnicity: asian, korean height: 6'0 hair: black, wavy, touches his neck eye color: red but can change to emerald green when in contact with humans occupation: photographer sign: scorpio power: vampire

KATORI’S POWER

Katori is a vampire. He can walk around in disguise as any other human. He can change his eye color to make him look normal, he can eat human food without the worry of vomiting. The longest he can go without a dose of blood is two days before he begins to grow weak and rot. When in predicaments, or for his own use, he can use his eyes to compel humans to do what he commands or to make them forget something. Katori’s ability, Smother, paints both of his arms black, soon prickling into red flames of fire which he can use to throw at an enemy or transport Smother into his cursed weapon, Wicked Truth, to make more powerful. 

Katori has a guardian animal only accessible in Dalnim named Amala. He can use Amala for combat or simply as a shield. When Katori gets pushed to his limit, a demon inside him named Rive can take over and possess him, making him almost impossible to stop without sealing it away. The only way it can be sealed is if a witch catches it, or death reaches him. 

guardian: AMALA

weapon: WICKED TRUTH

ability: SMOTHER

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AVA LOVE

age: 23 race/ethnicity: black, caribbean height: 5'6 hair color: red, curly eye color: gray occupation: wedding planner, musician sign: pisces power: human 

AVA’S POWER

Although she's human, she will be taught how to fight to protect herself. Dante gives her weapons for combat after she completes her training. 

weapons: CLAWED REAPER & BLADES OF BURDEN

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DANTE YU

age: 20 race/ethnicity: asian, korean height: 5'8 hair: white, straight, touches his ears   eye color: left side is red, right side is pitch black. gray when in contact with humans occupation: royal son, likes to assassinate demons on his free time sign: virgo power: half demon, half vampire

DANTE’S POWER

Dante is half demon, half vampire. His left eye is fully red while his right eye is pitch black to represent both sides of his supernatural being. His ability is the same as Katori’s, able to transfer his power into the weapons he uses. Dante owns three cursed weapons, one is a demon pistol and the other two are swords. Both weapons become equally deadly when his ability, Spike, emerges into the weapons, making them ten times stronger. It can only be wielded by him. Any supernatural being that tries to use his weapons will have their ability drained from them. Spike submerges from his right arm in flames of blue, swarming around his skin. Dante has a guardian named Clore that he only ever uses to travel, never for combat. He considers Clore to be his best friend since he is able to communicate with it verbally. He associates Clore with a friend he lost as a child. 

guardian: CLORE 

weapons: DARKHEART & HELLS SCREAM

ability: SPIKE

•••

CHI BODARI

age: 26 race/ethnicity: white, italian height: 5'8 hair: white, shaved eye color: brown occupation: interior designer sign: aries power: human

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SIANNA FOSTER

age: 27 race/ethnicity: black height: 5'4 hair: blonde dreadlocks eye color: brown occupation: vet sign: capricorn power: human

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SLATER CHO

age: 29 race/ethnicity: asian, korean height: 6'2 hair color: white, long and straight, touches the middle of his back eye color: black occupation: none sign: leo power: demon

SLATER’S POWER

Slater is a demon, born and raised. His main ability to create black smoke from his right hand which can be poisonous, turn to snakes, turn to spiders, or anything he desires it to be, is called Reign of Misery. He’s able to transfer Reign of Misery into his cursed weapon, Echo, making it stronger. He is the only one who can touch his weapon. Slater’s guardian animal, Zedo, can be called in if needed for combat. Reign of Misery’s aura surrounds Zedo, giving him the power to fly, charge at the enemy with armor protecting him, or blow out lethal smoke to disintegrate its owners enemy. 

guardian: ZEDO

weapon: ECHO

ability: REIGN OF MISERY 

•••

VEX YIN

age: 30 race/ethnicity: black, japanese height: 5'8 hair: black with blonde highlights eye color: brown occupation: owns a shop sign: sagittarius power: witch

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CRYSTAL DION

age: 26 race/ethnicity: afro-dominican height: 5'5 hair color: brown, usually in braids eye color: brown occupation: slater's fiancée sign: cancer power: witch

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VISUALS

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CASTLE DALNIM

Dalnim is a Korean goddess of the moon. In one version of her myth, she climbed so high into the heavens, she reached the moon, becoming the goddess. Their town is named after her because it's so high that the moon surrounds it. Dalnim lives underneath Korea. 

THE PORTAL TO DALNIM

The portal, located in Korea, is the only access to Dalnim. No human can enter alone. 

I’m super excited to finish this book, I’ve always wanted to write something fantasy/supernatural-like. Remember, this book has adult content so if you’re not 18 or over please don’t read!!!!!!! or at least skip the smut, I don’t want to ruin anyone innocent lmao. okay, bye, thank you! also, be sure to like & comment on wattpad. here are the links!

ARCANE

INQUISITIVE

If the links don’t work, just search up my wattpad acc. @ 99FILMS! ♡

[unfortunatelyilikebnha]

If you don’t stan Midoriya what are you DOING he is so GOOD the core of his character is just. CARING about every person he comes across & trying to HELP them even though most of the people he’s encountered before yuuei had been real nasty to him like he could’ve given up! He could’ve said “you’ve never cared about me so why should I care about you” & turned his back on the world, used his talents for himself or even become a villain (like. My dude has plenty of motive I don’t even think I’d blame him) but he DIDN’T he tries SO HARD he just wants to be able to help people!

“But he‘a a crybaby :/” And?!?! First of all being in touch with your emotions enough to cry isn’t a bad thing!!! Second of all he’s been through a lot and is constantly under so much pressure god forbid he cry a little bit!!

His idol crushed his dreams! & yet he didn’t harbor any ill will toward all might and he still acted & ended up helping save bakugou (& then got SCOLDED FOR IT WTF. Like the pro heroes were all like “you could’ve died!” but they weren’t doing anything!!! Bkg would be dead if Midoriya hadn’t intervened and he got YELLED AT FOR IT. the disrespect is astronomical). He cares about people so much even when they’ve given him nothing but reasons he SHOULDN’T care about them but because he’s so good (and stubborn lmao) he cares about them anyway!! If I was bullied for 10 years I sure as hell wouldn’t care about my bully but because Midoriya’s a literal angel he still does?!?! Like wtf. He’s just so good!

& the most irritating part is that because of aforementioned 10 years of bullying and being let down by everyone (even his mother which while Inko is a great mother & loves Izuku so much she did screw up by not believing in him) he has like no self worth and doesn’t realize how amazing he is?!? He breaks his bones CONSTANTLY bc he doesn’t care about the cost to himself as long as he can save other people he literally doesn’t rlly care if he dies like when he was being killed by muscular he was scared but his thoughts were “sorry Kota, sorry all might, sorry mom” he was more worried about “letting people down” than the fact he was dying!! He only stopped breaking his bones bc he was told that if he did it again he’d permanently damage his arms which would make it rlly hard for him to be a hero like he didn’t even consider using his quirk in other ways before then even when he was constantly in pain from shattering the hell out of his bones!! He was just like “it’s working I’m saving people who cares if I’m in immense pain every time I activate my quirk that’s fine” like holy sh*t kid please care about yourself more!! In the sports festival he broke the bones in his hand TWICE OVER for someone he’d hardly ever spoken to!! Like please PLEASE get some self worth you finally have real friends they can help you! You don’t have to do everything alone PLEASE let them help you!

Also he’s so smart?! Not just book smart (even though he scored fourth in the class on midterms so he’s obviously that too) but he’s super observant and has crazy analyses on ppls quirks and beyond quirk observation he’s really good at observing people too?! He analysed that the slime villain’s weak spot was probably its eyes & threw the backpack at it startling it enough that it temporarily retreated? He observed Bkg enough that he knew exactly how he’d act in the battle trial and devised a plan to help them win (which btw was NOT SAFE FOR HIM AT ALL & HE KNEW THAT & HE DIDNT CARE AS LONG AS HE COULD HELP THEIR TEAM WIN, another point re: last paragraph) & when he found out that Uraraka didn’t have anything that she could float to combat Iida with, he improvised by punching thru the building so that Uraraka had rubble she could use against Iida & he thought of that while in the middle of fighting Bakugou like!!! He! Is! So! Smart!!! He managed to hit the nail on the head about exactly what Todoroki needed to hear during their sports festival fight & made him remember that he could be his own kind of hero & that he wasn’t his father! He figured out the fake Uraraka wasn’t Uraraka at all just bc he KNOWS her and believes in her!!! He figured out some of mirio’s strategy while he was completely wiping the floor with the rest of 1a and so figured out where he’d pop up & tho he didn’t win that fight he did last longer than the rest of his class had! He figured out that he could use Eri’s quirk to CONTINUOUSLY SHATTER & HEAL HIS OWN BONES (again he has NO self preservation and I am sad for him) so that he could fight with 100% of his power and hold on to Eri without being rewound out of existence & traumatizing her further & ALSO TOLD HER THAT HER QUIRK IS A BLESSING! I haven’t rlly gotten farther than that in the anime and I don’t read the manga but I KNOW I’m forgetting things but POINT IS he’s really freaking smart which is another thing that makes him so interesting to watch!! Like how many characters do you know that r both really smart & really kind the stereotype seems to be one of the other but bc Midoriya’s awesome like that he’s both!!

ALSO something else I rlly like about him is that he’s kind and cares about people but when someone hurts a person he cares about he gets MAD & will do whatever he needs to do. He was scared of Bkg but when he implied Midoriya gave Uraraka her plan, he snapped at him & was like “it’s her plan not mine you better respect her strength she did this not me!” He was also scared of End**v*r (I don’t blame him! The guy’s freakishly tall, literally covered in fire, and always angry!) but as soon as he insinuated Todoroki was just his pawn or smth Midoriya TOLD HIM OFF he was like “Todoroki’s not you also f*ck you I hate you” (ok the last part is a lil exaggerated but still). When muscular was threatening Kota? He went FERAL & used 1,000,000% of his power (which. How tf is that even possible but I digress good for you Midoriya ily) to beat him just so this little kid (who literally punched him in the balls earlier) wouldn’t die like he was MAD mad. And when he found out what Ov*rh**l was doing to Eri? I thought I’d seen feral before but HOLY SH*T. He literally tried to KILL HIM (good for Midoriya. Child abusers & transphobes have no f*cking rights) he tried to stab him with that sharp piece of rock & THEN he did 100% full cowling with that absolutely chilling expression like he’s so kind but there was NO trace of kindness on his face while he was fighting Ov*rh**l (good he doesn’t deserve it).

ANYWAYS ALL THIS TO SAY Midoriya is so smart and so strong and so genuinely kind & I love him & I wish he’d love himself bc he deserves it! I’m glad 1a cares abt him so much bc it’s!!! What!!! He!!! Deserves!!! Stan Midoriya ok rant over bye

Edit: ok wait rant not QUITE over I’ve got one more thing: with Uraraka’s help he took a childhood nickname that he always HATED (like he specifically says that in the story don’t y’all try to downplay how much it hurt him) & completely changed the meaning. He even made it his HERO NAME he was like “this isn’t gonna hurt me anymore I’ll make it into something I can be proud of” and like. Even tho I don’t like the nickname and refuse to refer to Midoriya with it unless I’m specifically talking about his hero persona, THE POWER THAT HAS. Once he realized that he wasn’t alone anymore he just DECIDED to take something that had hurt him in the past & turn it not something that could comfort people in the future (bc we KNOW that he’s gonna b the no 1 hero & ppl r gonna be comforted at hearing he’s on the scene). He did that. I’m so proud of him.

[thosefookinavacados]

Thanks for the tag @stolen-kisses-pretty-lies!!

name: I go by A on here :)

pronouns: they/them

star sign: Scorpio

height: I'm over five feet dw

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song stuck in my head: happier, Olivia Rodrigo

last show: Never Have I Ever (m not really a show person)

last movie: I don't remember???

when I created this blog: Sometime around November end 2020

other blogs: @hlhome28 is my larry/edits blog, @browndaughterthoughts is a writing blog and I'm on projectotb!

do I get asks?: Ocasionally

why I chose my url: I first made a wattpad acc with the username ThoseFookin_Avacados. I don't like avocados, so does Louis. And it's iconic. But I ended up spelling avocados wrong on there and I had to make it a trademark, so I spelt it wrong on here too.

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followers: why do ppl follow me lmao

lucky number: Don't have one but if I have to: 26. In second grade, I had this best friend, her roll number was 2, mine was 6. Lost touch when I moved, haven't seen her or heard about her in almost seven years. Still think of her a lot.

instruments: None :/ Wanna learn guitar and piano tho

what I’m wearing: dark green and dark blue Provogue shorts and a black and white chequered flannel

dream trip: Somewhere alone

favorite food: Instant noodles? Biryani? Pasta? I really don't know

nationality: Indian

favorite song: changes from time to time, but rn 'Aap ke nazron ne samjha' from the movie Anpadh, sung by Lata Mangeshkar

last book read: Last book I finished reading was Da Vinci Code, but the last thing I read (the book I'm currently reading) was 'A Vedic Reader For Students' by Arthur Anthony Macdonell

top three fictional worlds i wanna live in: I really wanna go to camp halfblood or hogwarts. and then there’s the London Institute too <33

Tagging anyone who wants to!

[acaciafollows]

Ace/Alex for the bantz bye

why would you do this. 

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you (Expecting Edition) | acacia & alex.       ( @tastethediff )

Who cries when they find out about the pregnancy: lmao, acacia. and let me tell you, my guy, they are absolutely not happy tears. alex actually finds out from liam, who found her having a full on mental breakdown in the bathroom when alex was off doing his 9-5, and he isn’t necessarily... allowed any reaction other than concern after that, in his own mind. 

Who says it’s a boy and who says it’s a girl: ace prays it’s a boy. alex genuinely doesn’t care, he’s one of the peak “as long as the baby is happy and healthy” type of people, but he low-key pulls for a girl. 

Who suggests ridiculous names: alex, mostly to make ace laugh. my guy offers literally every type of tree name there could possibly be, even with in some other languages. oak is ace’s personal favorite, mostly because can you IMAGINE their baby in a professor oak get up? starts crawling and the first activity lil’ thing does is have to crawl to their first pokemon. 

Who suggests using a family name: neither, really. it’s very much a new start for the both of them, to make their own legacy and their own future. holding anything back in that way seems to work against that. 

Who says ‘veto’ to the most names: neither veto, honestly. despite ace being absolutely fucking erratic and terrified the entire time due to a plethora of reasons, alex insists on making it... fun. lighthearted. it is a very, very serious thing that they’re about to do, but he wants to make the entire experience... not anxiety-ridden. fun. a journey, together. they’ll have to have their important, real talks, but when it comes to something like names or anything that could ever be ridiculous, neither are going to reject the other unless a name holds something very, very negative.

Who reads the most ‘What To Expect’ books:  alex. ace makes fun of him. and reads them when he’s off at work because he’s not going to be better than her, goddamnit,  also so it settles in a little easier. it’s less terrifying. it’s more real. they’re more connected. and they’re literally on the same page.

Who insists on having a ‘gender reveal’ party: ace, but with the stipulation it’s horror-themed and is an absolute shit show. the cake is the zombie baby from dawn of the dead. the gender reveal is in some saw-trap recreation that won’t actually kill a person but is just gross and weird. ace is DELIGHTED the entire time. 

Who thinks ���Maybe a home birth is a good idea’: neither. don’t you dare wish that evil on them, ricky bobby. 

Who is in charge when it comes to decorating the nursery: it’s truly and honestly a complete collaboration. alex tries to hand it off to ace, but she genuinely wants his involvement and he can’t say no to it. they’re both artists, they’re both have feelings and things they want involved. it’s nerdy and musical and soft and warm and comfortable and just a place of Good Fucking Vibes. 

Who talks to the unborn baby the most: to the world’s knowledge, alex. in actuality, ace. alex sings to the baby a lot. like a lot a lot. reads to the baby, tries to prepare the baby for all the funny and wild things in the world. ace doesn’t shut up when she’s alone. singing, making promises, telling the baby and convincing herself that nothing bad will ever, ever happen.

Who suggests having sex to kick start labor: the answer is acacia and i am so, so sorry, alex.

Who cries the most when the baby is born: it’s a goddamn moment for BOTH of them. and honestly, it wasn’t something that either of them had ever expected or prepared for until they learned she was actually, really pregnant. ace refuses to cry in front of people, but she tries-- she tries so goddamn hard, which leads to the most humiliating pictures after since her makeup is a mess and she has a raging headache from keeping in her dumbass sobs. alex has had a fucking life. a journey. and look at where he’s at, what he’s accomplished-- it’s all phenomenal and unbelievable and yet, here’s this little human that he created and he cannot fucking believe it, at all.

[wiener-blut]

Why do you hate Anar?

awh man why did i know this would be coming my way lmao

okay so disclaimer: i don’t know this man personally and i could be all wrong and this is just my own opinion from what i’ve been seeing on the internets k cool cos this is gonna be one hell of a rant

so first off i just think it’s disgusting how he treats Till as his “best friend ever” and how he continually has to refer to him explicitly as his “good friend” and they’re oh so close whereas Till’s face in most pictures is just... missing of any emotion lol (altho i’m aware that’s probably just Till’s default face so that doesn’t really prove anything) but like idk man. i’ve seen a lot of these kinda men quickly refer to other men as their “good friend”, especially if it’s with famous (or dare i say, rich) people. it’s just so shallow and two-faced and flat out fake.

a whole other thing is, that when u want to call urself a manager and a businessman, its a real no-no to answer to a simple “fuck u” with a punch of ur fist. like sorry but how old are u that u can’t even deal with a “fuck u” to ur face holy crap dude get ur shit together and be a decent human that has the ability to TALK i get it wasn’t cool of that other dude to insult u but yeah. just don’t start a fight over a weak insult. following up, don’t be a pussy when the whole thing comes to light and set ur instagram on private. just own up to it, be the fucking man u pretend to be.

and well, the thing u most probably have heard of, the incident with Till, a hotel room, and his poem book. people are sentencing Zoran to death for recording a porno with Till and “obsessing over him sexually”, but everyone forgot about how Till’s fucking blood ended up on the pages of the russian edition of his poetry. look, i’m one of those people with the opinion that Till is a grown ass man and can make his own decisions so i’m not holding Reiband 100% accountable for that, but it’s just another point adding up to me not liking him.

also, it was Jonathan’s birthday yesterday and suddenly, Reiband loves him oh so much and theyre such good friends now! like idk it makes it seem like if it wasn’t for Jonathan being in Lindemann, Reiband absolutely wouldn’t care about him

thats really about it and some other minor things i’ve noticed him doing over and over again but they’re not even worth going into detail about.

so uh folks please don’t make a whole ass drama out of this pls ksjndfkjsf we all have people we like and don’t like and in the end, we have not the slightest bit of influence on who the boys are friends with k cool love u bye

[silverlightqueen]

Ruin My Life - Part 5

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fratboy!jimin - so much smut !!! fluff, angst to come

Summary - good news for y/n ! and then fratboy!Jimin gets angry after you tease him

Word Count - 5.8k+

Warnings - this is just disgusting ngl. explicit sex, unprotected sex, possessiveness, degradation, explicit dirty talk, DOM!JIMIN, fingering, multiple orgasms, oral sex (male and female receiving), overstimulation, use of toys, lowkey bondage, pussy slapping, tit-fucking, sexting, cumplay, edging, forced orgasm, basically e v e r y t h i n g lol

a/n: I know this is really quick after part 4 but i was so excited and it’s nearly 3am here and i was just on a mad one so here ya go. I am so sorry about how filthy it is (and the lack of editing too) lmao

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‘Guess what?’ I exclaim, running into the kitchen. Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin and Taehyung are all in here, eating breakfast, and they all look up in surprise when I come in. ‘Good morning to you too,’ Yoongi says drily. ‘Okay, good morning. But guess what?’ I say, practically jumping on the spot. ‘What, princess?’ Jimin asks me, and I grin. ‘I got my period!’ I exclaim. Jin jumps up and wraps his arms around me in excitement, Namjoon and Taehyung doing the same. I go over to Jimin who grins at me, pulling me onto his lap and pressing his lips to mine. ‘Congratulations,’ Yoongi says drily as Jimin smothers my face in kisses, coaxing giggles from me. ‘Happy, princess?’ he asks, and I nod, smiling widely. ‘I guess little Taemin doesn’t exist, huh?’ he says, almost sadly, and I supress a laugh. I’ve already cried in the bathroom because I got my hopes up about having a kid with him, but then I realised that it’s better this way so I’ve put on a brave face and mustered up some excitement about it. ‘Aww, poor hyung wanted a kid,’ Taehyung says jokingly, and I shake my head at him in annoyance. ‘I’m relived though, to be honest. Now I can still wreck her shit without worrying about hurting our baby,’ Jimin says, the boys groaning. ‘Maybe I can join this time instead of Kook,’ Tae suggests, both Jimin and I sighing. ‘He’s already asked me twice this morning,’ Jimin tells me, and I laugh despite myself. ‘You’re nothing if not persistent, Taehyung,’ I say, and he nods in agreement, laughing. 

‘Do you mind giving me a lift back to mine and Mija’s apartment? We’re going out for coffee in a couple hours,’ I ask Jimin, and he nods instantly, pressing gentle kisses to my jaw. ‘Oh, so you haven’t moved in here then? I thought you had?’ Namjoon teases and I stick my tongue out at him. ‘Not yet anyway,’ I say, and he laughs. ‘Where’s Mija?’ I ask Tae, and he shrugs. ‘When I went back upstairs last night, she was gone,’ he says, and I feel a little bit of panic. ‘Did you two… you know?’ I ask, and Tae shakes his head. ‘Clearly she’s not into me like that,’ Taehyung says, and I pat his shoulder. ‘She’s just closed off, Tae. I’ll speak to her later,’ I say, and he nods. ‘Keep visiting us, okay, y/n?’ Jin says, and I nod. ‘Don’t worry, you won’t be rid of me that easy,’ I joke. ‘We’re having a party next Saturday again, okay? Make sure you come,’ Namjoon says. ‘I will, definitely,’ I say. ‘And not just for a booty call this time. Actually spend some time with the rest of us,’ Yoongi says, and I nod, laughing. ‘Go get your stuff and we’ll go,’ Jimin says, and I nod, getting up. I run up to his room, trying to avoid anyone else on the way, and collect up all my stuff, putting into the big bag that Mija brought all my stuff in yesterday. ‘Ready?’ Jimin says from the door. He’s wearing just his black sweatpants from last night, socks on his feet too now. ‘Shall I take the morning-after pills and pregnancy tests?’ I ask him, and he shakes his head. ‘Leave them here. We fuck here more than at yours,’ he says. ‘I bet you just want them for your other hoes,’ I joke, and he grins, pulling me into his arms, our bodies flush against each other. ‘You’re the only ho I have,’ he says, and I gasp. ‘I love it when you’re romantic,’ I say, and he laughs, pressing his lips to mine. ‘You’re cute, babe. Take some of the tests and pills just in case,’ he says, and I nod, laughing. I pack them into my bag and we head downstairs. I’m dressed in the white hoodie Jimin gave me last night and a pair of black cycling shorts that Mija brought over yesterday.

‘See you guys later. Next weekend, yeah?’ I say, and the boys all nod, bidding me goodbye. Jimin and I head out to his car (a flashy sports car because who would expect anything less from fuckboy Jimin?) and he holds the door open for me. I thank him and take the passenger seat I’d sat in so many times, turning on the radio as he comes to take the driver’s seat. As soon as he’s started up the engine and reversed out from the large ASP driveway (doing that insanely attractive thing that has me actually salivating for him - when boys put their hand on the back of the passenger seat and look behind to reverse, manipulating the wheel with just the one hand), the hand that isn’t resting gently on the wheel comes to rest on the bare skin of my thigh. I don’t even flinch, because his hands are on me more often than not, and he starts to make small talk with me. We talk about our lessons and stuff, and then he brings up something very interesting. ‘So, yeah, I’ll be getting extra credit towards my degree and being paid if I teach this dance class to dance majors. It’ll only be for a couple months, I think, and it’s on a Thursday morning, which is perfect, because I spend my Thursday mornings in the studio anyway. And a few of our friends are in the class which is nice. Jeongyeon was the one who told me about the vacancy, actually,’ he says, and I try not to react to the name. ‘Jeongyeon?’ I ask, and he looks over at me, nodding. ‘Yeah. You two are friends, right?’ he asks. ‘Were. We were friends,’ I correct him, trying not to physically shake with anger. ‘You fell out? What happened?’ he asks, and I supress a laugh. ‘Nothing, nothing. We just grew apart, I guess. It’s not the end of the world,’ I say, and he looks at me curiously, obviously wanting to know the details but not pushing me for them. ‘Oh, well, recently, we’ve been speaking a bit more, I guess, and she texted me about it last night,’ he says, and I nearly laugh aloud.

‘Well, it sounds like a great opportunity. What time does it start?’ I say, and he grimaces. ‘7.30, until 11.00. We have a half-hour break at 9.00 until 9.30 though,’ he says, and I grimace too. ‘That’s tough. I’m free on Thursday mornings, though, so I can bring you breakfast or coffee or something during your break,’ I say, and he smiles softly, squeezing my thigh gently. ‘You don’t have to wake up that early,’ he says. ‘I go to the gym at 9 anyway. I can just delay it half an hour to come see you first,’ I say, and he grins widely. ‘That’ll definitely make my morning better then,’ he says, and I smile despite myself. ‘You flirt,’ I say half-heartedly, and he chuckles. ‘It’s true! Anyway, anyway, have you not got any cramps? You usually get really bad on your first day, right?’ he asks, and my heart warms at the fact he remembers. ‘I do, but I’ve been fine today so far. I’ll probably get bad later though,’ I say, deflating at the thought. ‘Well, keep me updated on when your bleeding stops. Just so I know when I can come over,’ he says with a grin, and I slap his thigh gently. ‘I’m kidding, I’m kidding! I was thinking I can come pick you up tomorrow night, and we can go out for dinner. I would suggest tonight but I’ve got training,’ he says, and I’m not even surprised anymore.

He clearly wants a relationship, without the commitment, which is something I realised this morning. He wants to do absolutely everything that’s involved in a relationship, especially the sex, but he doesn’t want the relationship itself. God knows why, because he managed to stay loyal to me when we were fucking a couple years ago. There’s no point questioning it anymore. It is what it is, I guess. I’m gonna end things soon, hopefully. Maybe. I don’t know. It’s just so hard. He can just shoot me that killer eye smile of his and I’m a goner. He’ll bust out a romantic line and I’ll be swooning. A flash of his abs and I’m slavering. How am I supposed to end things with him? I’m an absolute mess. A sucker for him. He could step on me and I’d probably say thank you because of how whipped I am. If he asked me if he could piss on me, I probably would let him. Okay, no, that’s a tad too far.

‘y/n? Are you even listening to me?’ he asks, pulling me out of my reverie. ‘Sorry, I was daydreaming. What did you say?’ I ask, and he smiles to himself. ‘I said, do you want to go out to dinner with me tomorrow night? I’ll take you somewhere fancy like you always wanted to?’ he says again, sounding nervous this time. ‘Yeah, of course,’ I say, smiling at him, watching as a grin breaks across his face. ‘I’ll book somewhere nice, and I’ll keep it a surprise,’ he says as he pulls up beside my accommodation building. ‘Okay. Text me what time we’re going,’ I say to him, getting ready to get out, and he nods. ‘See you later, princess,’ he says, pulling me towards him by my chin and pressing his lips to mine briefly. ‘Bye, Jimin,’ I reply, getting out of the car. I head towards the building, listening out for him to leave but he doesn’t yet. When I get inside the building, I turn to look back and he’s still there, grinning at me. I roll my eyes, waving, before heading up to my room, my head in a whirl.

I’m horny. Hornier than I’ve ever been before. Normally, I would blame it on my period, but getting home yesterday, changing my barely spotted pad, only to wake up this morning and find it completely clean of any blood, has me believing that I’m no longer on my period. I’ve always been relatively irregular, and I’m slightly stressed at the moment, so maybe I’ve been blessed with a really short period. But maybe it’s a curse. Because all I can think of is the fact that I could be having sex right now, but I’m not. Because Jimin’s in a lecture. I’ve every mind to call Jungkook instead, but I know Jimin would punish me, and not in a pleasurable way, so instead I lie on my bed, trying to stop myself from either touching myself or texting Jimin until his lecture’s finished. Unfortunately, my self control’s never been fantastic and so it’s not long until I’m typing out a message to Jimin.

y/n: daddy

y/n: I really need you rn

It’s only a few seconds later that I see that he’s typing, and a shiver runs through me. Out of nerves or excitement, I don’t know.

Jimin: y/n I thought you were on your period ???

y/n: I was, but it finished already

y/n: you know how irregular I am

y/n: but Jimin, I’m so fucking horny right now

y/n: I need you so bad

I already know I’m in for it when he’s typing for a while, obviously not sure what to say.

Jimin: y/n I’m in a fucking lecture

Jimin: can this not wait another half an hour ?

y/n: but daddy I’m so desperate

I hesitate to send what I want to send but then decide. Fuck it.

y/n: I need your fingers filling me up

Jimin: y/n I swear to god

y/n: I wanna choke on daddy’s cock

y/n: I want daddy to fill me up and fuck me full of his cum until I’m crying

Jimin: y/n you’re playing a dangerous game

y/n: but daddy I’m so horny

y/n: I’m gonna have to touch myself if I don’t have your cock in me soon

He and I both know I never would, but I decide to push it that bit further.

Jimin: don’t you fucking dare

y/n: but daddy I’ll send you a voice note of my moans

y/n: I’ll send you a video of my fingers trying to fill me up the way yours do daddy

Jimin: I’m going to fucking ruin you when I get out of this lecture little girl

Jimin: you’re not getting away with being such a dirty little slut

y/n: more daddy send me more

Jimin: is my little whore getting off to these threats ?

Jimin: you want daddy to wreck you ?

y/n: yes daddy, please

y/n: make me your bitch daddy

y/n: fill me up with your cum

y/n: I want it pouring out of me

y/n: I want people to be able to smell it, to know that my daddy fucks me so good

I don’t send another, waiting for a reply, and when it takes ages to get one, I fear I’ve pushed him too far. And then he starts typing.

Jimin: I want you ready when I get there

A bolt of fear but also anticipation runs through me, and I instantly jump up from my bed, pulling off my sweats to run a razor over my legs (and other areas), just to get rid of the few stray hairs that seem to never want to leave. I run a brush through my hair and put on some perfume before putting on some pretty black lingerie. I quickly put a bit of makeup on, just doing my lipstick when I hear the front door open and close. It must be Mija, because Jimin won’t have been that quick (it’s only been ten minutes) and he can’t get into the apartment anyway. She usually gets home this time anyway. I feel sorry for her because I’m pretty sure she’ll be scarred when she hears me and Jimin in a little while. Just as I’m about to step out of my bathroom, the door flies open, Jimin stood in the door way. He looks fuming, eyes hooded and hair wrecked from his hand running through it. His also looks delectable, dressed in a black playboy sweater and blue ripped jeans, a black cap on his head and silver earrings and rings setting off his tanned skin.

‘In the bedroom, and on your fucking knees,’ he spits at me, and I feel the slick pooling in my expensive panties already. He moves to the side to let me past, and I do instantly, not daring to disobey him. I drop to my knees, facing him, and watch as he slowly walks towards me. ‘That shit you pulled, that’s not gonna happen again, is it, baby girl?’ he asks, voice lower than normal. ‘Depends whether or not I enjoy what you’re about to do,’ I reply in my sweet voice, the one that always gets him to do what I want. He strides towards me, bunching my hair up and tugging it down, forcing my head backwards so I look up at him, my neck bent at an awkward angle. ‘Whores always enjoy their punishment,’ he spits down at me, our eyes locked together. ‘Look at you, all dressed up, hair done, makeup on, just to get dick, right?’ he asks, and I nod as best as I can with his hand gripping my hair. ‘Fucking whore. You don’t deserve my dick,’ he says, releasing my hair harshly and walking over to my wardrobe. I already know what it is he’s getting, and I sigh internally. He pulls the box out from the top drawer, throwing the lid across the room. He pulls out the handcuffs and one of the vibrators, discarding the rest of the box on the bed. He holds out the vibrator to me and I take it in my hands. It’s the one that he controls with a remote. ‘You know where to put it, slut,’ he says, and I do, putting it in my panties, pressed up against my dripping wet core. He steps around me, bending down and cuffing my hands behind my back before going to the bathroom.

I watch as he gets the clean glass sat beside the sink (for the nights when I’m too drunk or tired to go to the kitchen to get water) and fills it up, downing it and putting the glass back down. He heads back towards me, undoing his belt as he does so, watching me with a smirk. If I could imprint this image onto my brain, I would. He pushes his jeans and boxers down slightly, rock hard length springing up against his sweater. ‘Open up, whore,’ he says, and I do so. He plunges into my mouth with no warning, and I splutter around him. With my hands tied behind my back, I can’t even grab onto anything to steady myself, and I feel myself trying to clear my throat around him. He watches me amusedly, the sadistic side of him coming out. ‘I thought you wanted to choke on daddy’s dick, princess?’ he says teasingly, and I look up at him, tears collecting on my lash line. ‘Ready?’ he asks, and my heart warms at the momentary break in his cruel demeanour. I nod as best as I can, and he pulls all the way out of my mouth before plunging all the way back in, balls slapping against my chin. ‘You don’t even know how angry I was in my lecture. Turned on but fucking angry. I had to leave so I told my professor that you’d had an accident and I had to go help you. You’re lucky I didn’t say what I wanted to say. That my princess wanted to act like a little whore so I had to go put her back in her place. I’m gonna fucking wreck your shit, baby girl. You won’t even be able to walk when I’m done with you,’ he says, voice strained as he thrusts into my mouth.

‘I don’t wanna hear a single moan out of your mouth, and if you cum before I let you, I’m gonna make you regret it,’ he says, his hand moving in his pocket before the vibrator in my pants starts to… vibrate. I clench immediately, completely forgetting about Jimin’s cock in my mouth, focused on the gentle vibrations against my folds. He stills in my mouth and I look up at him in confusion, knowing he can’t even be close to cumming yet. ‘Swallow,’ he says, and I do so, taking him further down my throat. He lets out a low groan, the sound going straight to my core, before he collects my hair up in one fist. The vibrations increase in speed and intensity, and I have to supress my moans. ‘And again,’ he says, and I do, taking him even further, my lips at the base of his thick cock. He increases the vibrations again, and I squirm slightly. ‘Ah, fuck, your lips feel so good wrapped around me. Letting daddy fuck your throat like a good little cockslut,’ he growls out, before pulling out of my mouth completely and pulling up his jeans and boxers again. ‘Get up. Let me fuck you,’ he says, and I get up quickly, my hands being tied not hindering me at all. He increases the vibrations further, my knees weakening, and I nearly fall the floor once more. He lets out a harsh laugh, grabbing me by my waist. ‘Look at you. Already struggling? We haven’t even started yet, princess,’ he chuckles, pushing me towards my bed. ‘On your knees,’ he says, and I get on my knees, resting my shoulders against the bed. He pulls my pants aside, removing the vibrator from my folds, and replaces it with his fingers. He scoops up my slick before reaching forward, holding out two of his fingers beside my mouth. I take them into my mouth, tasting myself as he laughs. ‘Look how wet you already are. Just from getting your throat fucked like a whore,’ he says, removing his fingers from my mouth.

‘I don’t wanna hear a sound from you, understand?’ he asks, and I nod. I hear him rooting around in the box again before the noise stops. He tugs my pants down just past my ass, pushing one of my knees slightly further away from the other. And then I hear it. The aggressive vibrations of Jimin’s favourite present that he’s ever bought for me (it was more for himself, let’s be real). I tense up completely, and he lets out a low chuckle. ‘Is my little slut scared now?’ he asks, and I don’t answer, not sure what to say. It seems he doesn’t want an answer, just pressing the Hitachi Wand to my folds. I instantly lurch forward, and he tuts, one palm landing on my ass before he pulls me back into position. ‘Move again and I’ll leave your fucking apartment. I can get myself off without you. It’s not so easy for you, is it?’ he threatens, pressing the wand against my core once more. I try my best to stay still, as he gradually increases his pressure, the head of the wand completely disappearing in amongst my folds. ‘Does that feel good, princess?’ he asks teasingly, and I nod, trying not to verbally convey the waves pleasure coursing through me. ‘You’re doing so well at being quiet, princess. I’m not used to not hearing your pretty little moans,’ he says, making it even harder to stay quiet.

‘Can I hear your pretty moans, princess? I wanna hear you,’ he asks, free hand gently skimming over my ass. ‘Mmm, daddy, feels so good,’ I whimper out, the vibrations making me so weak. ‘Feels good, baby? How about this?’ he asks, moving the wand to gently rest on my clit. I let out a high-pitched moan, back arching further from the bedsheets. ‘Fuck, daddy, don’t stop,’ I whine, and he chuckles before increasing the pressure, the vibrations much more intense. ‘Oh, God, daddy, feels so good,’ I moan, feeling myself nearing my high embarrassingly fast. ‘Does my little girl wanna cum?’ he croons amusedly. ‘Yes, daddy, please, I need to cum,’ I moan, already knowing he’s not gonna let me. ‘Too bad,’ he replies in the same tone, the wand disappearing from my core, my orgasm diminishing. I know better than to complain and so don’t move or say anything, just attempt to get my breath back. He turns off the wand, putting it back into the box, and wraps a hand around my hair, pulling me up towards him. I balance on just my knees as he pulls my body flush to him, his free hand appearing at my throat. Unable to stop myself, I grind back against him, feeling the bulge in his jeans press against my ass. His hand at my throat tightens and I gasp at the feeling, having never been choked by him this hard. ‘Don’t fucking play with me, princess, this is not the time. I’m still deciding what to do with you,’ he growls against my ear. He tugs my pants back up and pulls me up from the bed, waiting until I’m steady on my feet until he lets go of me.

He inspects me, probably looking at the saliva and tears on my face, the messed-up hair and the weak knees. He lets out a low chuckle before his hand appears at my hands, uncuffing me, before they move up, unclasping my bra and pushing it off my shoulders. He pushes the small vibrator back into my soaking panties again, and I try not to shudder. ‘Will you let me try something new with you, baby girl?’ he asks, lips pressed to my ear. ‘Yes, daddy,’ I reply, and he chuckles. ‘On your knees,’ he says, and I drop to my knees, ignoring the pain. He comes to stand in front of me, pulling down his jeans and boxers again. ‘Here’s what’s gonna happen, princess. You’re gonna get me nice and wet again, and I’m gonna fuck those pretty tits of yours. Is that okay?’ he smirks, and I supress a moan at the words, nodding with my lip pulled between my teeth. ‘Open your mouth, princess, gag on my cock again, get me all wet,’ he says, and I close my mouth around him. He thrusts in and out a few times before pulling me off him, his length already covered in my saliva. ‘Push your tits together for me,’ he says, and I do as he says, watching as he admires them. ‘I’ve always loved these. Always wanted to bruise them up, make them mine,’ he says, slapping the flesh of one breast, and I gasp. ‘Hold them together so I can fuck them, princess,’ he says, and I watch as he positions himself at the bottom of my breasts, slowly pushing up and emerging through my cleavage. The pink tip of him pushes through, and I supress a moan at the sight.

I feel the vibrator in my panties start up and I bite my lip as he begins to fuck me harder, his precum leaking all over my chest. ‘That feels so good, princess, hold them tighter,’ he says, and I push them closer in, hearing his breath hitch in his throat. He increases the vibrations again, and I let out a moan unintentionally. Wordlessly, he slaps my other breast, making me gasp again. ‘Shut it, whore, I don’t want to hear you,’ he says, and I bite my lip again. ‘God, I’m gonna cum way too soon at this rate. You’ve got such amazing tits, baby girl, better than any I’ve ever seen,’ he groans out, thrusting a few more times before moving away from me. ‘Hold them there for me, princess,’ he says, watching me in amusement. He lands a few more gentle slaps on each breast, and I know he wants to see bruises on them later. ‘Up, baby girl,’ he says, and I get up, standing in place and waiting for further instruction. The vibrator is still violently throbbing in my pants and it takes every ounce of my strength to not moan.

‘I think I wanna taste your needy little pussy, princess. On your back,’ he says, and I follow his instructions, lying on my back on the bed. Before I can even get comfortable, Jimin’s settling himself between my legs. He tugs my pants down my legs, the vibrator falling to the bedou . He picks it up, grinning, and presses it to my clit, his sinfully plump lips appearing at my slit. He laps up my slick like there’s no tomorrow, having me winding my hands into his hair and pulling him even closer. The long and quick licks from Jimin combined with the vibrator on my clit have me hurtling towards my orgasm. And then his mouth disappears, replaced by his hand sharply coming down onto my swollen lips. Before I can even register the pain of the slap, his lips begin to suck at my core again, curled up into a smirk. I let out broken gasps and moans, Jimin alternating between harsh slaps and eating me out. ‘Fuck, daddy, I’m gonna…’ I trail off, writhing beneath him. ‘You wanna cum, princess?’ he murmurs against my heat. ‘Then fucking cum,’ he demands, and it’s like my body is hanging off his every word, my orgasm hitting me instantly, with such intensity that I’m rendered silent, back completely arched off the bed.

‘That’s my good whore,’ he murmurs, replacing his mouth with his fingers now, pumping in and out of me at an almost painful pace. ‘Daddy, it hurts,’ I whimper, twitching at the overstimulation, and he chuckles. ‘I thought you’d have learnt by now that I don’t care, princess. You wanted to cum, baby, I’m only giving you what you wanted,’ he says amusedly, his fingers curling inside me. I clench around him, the pain slowly becoming pleasure, as the vibrator becomes even more intense, having me whining and whimpering with complete abandon. ‘You take my fingers so well, princess. Such a good little slut, aren’t you?’ he says affectionately as I feel yet another orgasm approaching. ‘Daddy, can I cum?’ I ask, and he laughs. ‘Already? Such a good whore, baby girl. Go on, cum for daddy again,’ he says, and, again, my body complies with his demand, my orgasm washing over me, leaving me completely still on the bed. ‘Did my little girl cum too hard?’ he asks mockingly as I pant, body tensionless. ‘You still haven’t had my cock in you yet, princess, like you wanted,’ he taunts, getting up from the bed and stripping off all his clothes. His dick rests against his abdomen, painfully hard and an angry red, the vein on the underside prominent.

He hovers over me, my legs instinctively coming up to wrap around his waist, and he chuckles. ‘Are you sure you want me raw, princess? I know you said it in your texts, but you were horny and stuff, so I don’t know,’ he says gently, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders. ‘Yes, Jimin, I’ve wanted you raw since you first fucked me,’ I breathe out, and he grins. He slowly sinks in to me, both of us letting out a moan, until he bottoms out, completely filling me up. ‘God, princess, I’ve wanted to raw you since the moment I first laid eyes on you,’ he says, beginning to thrust in and out of me at a slow pace, both of us savouring the initial feeling. ‘Wearing that short skirt and that tight shirt, I wanted to fucking rip it all off you and take you right there on the sofa. Eunwoo was all over you, marking your neck up, to claim you, and all I could think is that I’d do the same if you were mine,’ he says, increasing his pace ever so slightly. ‘You were such a pretty little thing, so good. You tried to push him away, embarrassed that it was in front of everyone, and you gave me the strongest desire to corrupt you. To make you the bad girl, the cockslut, the whore I knew was hiding inside. And look at you now. Texting your daddy to tell me you’re horny, waiting for me in pretty lingerie, letting me fuck your throat and your tits, and begging me to let you cum. God, you were freshmen-me’s dream, princess,’ he groans, his sentences punctuated with moans and whimpers from me. Being able to feel all of him inside me, the veins scraping against my walls and the tip brushing against that spongy spot inside me, combined with his confession has me unable to control myself.

‘Daddy, harder, please,’ I moan, and he chuckles. ‘Beg for it, dirty girl,’ he demands. ‘Please, daddy, fuck me harder, I want you to fuck me so hard I can feel you in my stomach, so hard I can’t walk for days. Turn me into your whore, daddy, make me your little slut,’ I beg, not even thinking before the words come pouring out of my mouth. ‘Fuck, you’re so hot,’ he groans, instantly increasing his pace, the bed beginning to move in time with his hips, the headboard nudging the wall with each thrust. ‘Fuck, I’ll make you into my little bitch, you greedy slut. Such a dirty little whore. So desperate for daddy’s cock,’ he growls, my nails raking down his back as his pace increases more and more, his hips meeting mine again and again. He slams into me, his cock feeling better than ever before, and I moan out his name repeatedly. ‘Cum over my cock, princess, show me how good daddy makes you feel. Soak my cock, baby girl,’ he demands, and only seconds later, I’m clenching around him, body tensing as my orgasm washes over me with a shout. ‘That’s a good girl,’ he praises as I tremble beneath him, body beginning to twitch when his pace increases yet again. I don’t even bother complaining, knowing he won’t listen, so I just lie there, letting him fuck me to his heart’s content.

‘Look at you, princess, letting me overstimulate you with no complaint. You really are turning into a good little cockslut, aren’t you?’ he praises, voice strained as he drills into me. ‘Rub yourself, princess,’ he instructs, but I shake my head, eyes rolling back with the overwhelming feeling of approaching my fourth orgasm. ‘I told you to rub yourself, slut, so fucking do it. I want you soaking my dick again like a good little whore, and I’m not gonna stop until you’ve milked every last drop from my cock,’ he growls, my limp hand appearing between our bodies and rubbing at my abused clit. ‘Cum for me, baby girl. I wanna feel you clench around me while you cum, princess,’ he groans out, moaning when my body follows his command. I see stars as I orgasm, screaming out his name. My vision is swimming and head spinning as I feel Jimin’s hips stutter, hearing him moan my name against my ear as he cums inside me. I can feel his thick release coating my walls as he cums, both of us revelling in the way it feels to have our releases mix together filthily.

Jimin starts to mark up my neck and chest, still buried to the hilt inside me, and it’s only when I get enough energy to swat at him does he cease his ministrations. ‘God, why didn’t we do this before?’ he grins at me, and I roll my eyes. He pulls out of me, coaxing a shiver from me, before moving further down the bed, watching our mixed releases slowly pour out of me. ‘Fuck, that’s so fucking hot,’ Jimin murmurs, fingers collecting up the release and pushing it back into me, filling me back up. He grabs my pants from the foot of the bed and pushes them between my folds, trying to plug our releases inside me. I shudder at the feeling, watching as Jimin gets out of bed, holding out a hand to help me follow suit. ‘How did you even get in?’ I ask, only just remembering the fact that he got in without me letting him in. ‘The key you gave me, two years ago. I kept it with my house and car keys in case of an emergency,’ he tells me. ‘And this was an emergency?’ I ask teasingly, and he nods seriously, before grinning. ‘Right, you need to get ready for tonight, baby girl,’ he says with a smile, reminding me of our dinner date later. ‘I need to have a shower first then,’ I say, and he chuckles, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him, our naked bodies flush against one another. ‘No, princess, you can’t,’ he says, grinning, and I look at him in confusion. ‘Remember your text? You wanted my cum dripping out of you so other people could smell it and now your daddy fucks you well,’ he reminds me, my body shuddering at his words. ‘You’re gonna keep this panties in you until we leave the apartment later so my cum can keep you filled up all nice and then drip down your leg for everyone to see when we go to dinner,’ he smirks at me devilishly, hands roaming over my body, ‘because after all, your wish is my command, princess.’

[shushvera]

*toy story shark vc* howdy howdy howdy ! i would like to make it known i’ve been unabashedly eyeing this since it opened ! anyway ! i’ve lost my ooc intro groove so we gonna move down to my ic intro down below:

oh hi there, welcome to holiday, VERA FLOROS. you’ve been here for TWO MONTHS? awesome! you look just like MARINA DIAMANDIS, it’s crazy. oh, so you’re a 30 year old ‘FORTUNE TELLER’/’MUSICIAN’. and you’re FEMALE and use SHE/HER? okay, just checking! oh, people say you’re INTUITIVE & DILIGENT but DECEITFUL & RASH? well, i’m sure that you can prove yourself here. you’re looking forward to the HALLOWEEN celebration? that’s a good one, you’ll love it. i have to get going now, bye! [fleur, 19, est, she/her]

i would like to start by saying i’ve played vera once (1 time) before and it was,, so much fun,, the dumbest smart person to exist. i’ve tweaked her bg a little (because..... that’s what happens when you read lucille ball’s autobiography that was SUMN.....), but ! who cares !

update: this got rly long so there’s a tl;dr at the bottom if that better floats your boat !

INTRO-WORTHY STATS

aka, stats that aren’t that deep™

FULL NAME: Vera Floros DOB: August 17th, 1989 AGE: thirty FROM: Abergavenny, Wales OCCUPATION: “fortune teller” & a musician who doesn’t understand marketing ORIENTATION: bisexual CLASS: middle class ( that inheritance kicked in ! )

BACKGROUND: 

CHILDHOOD

triggers: parental death, brief mentions of child abuse

alright, vera was born to a very young couple in wales. they’d gotten married fresh out of high school and had a child (her) just two years later. that being said, for about two years after, her mother began distancing herself from the father... not because he was a bad guy, but he moved cities entirely and she was NOT about that.

to be perfectly redundant, for about two years, it was just vera and her mother. 

grandparents weren’t about their daughter being married. at 18. did they help pay rent for a separate living space? until vera’s mom was 21, yes. but was she welcomed in their house? lmao!!!!!

THEN her father blew back into town. they reconnected, they both began working more so that vera’s mother didn’t have to rely on her own (we’ll get to her dad’s parent’s in a second). 

vera, at the Tender Age of Three™ learned that she was a complete Daddy’s Girl™. although she loved her mom for obvious reasons, she connected with her dad on an entirely different level. he was fun! he was playful! he was young, but he was the perfect dad! he even told dad jokes! which she didn’t get until she was five because three year olds usually aren’t that smart! they did little ‘acrobatic’ things! it was cute and fun and good!

but? this is a roleplay character?

our man died from unexpected heart failure. the autopsy showed an abnormality that hadn’t previously been discovered, and we know our man rarely went to the doctor. vera was six at the time.

her mom: married at 18, mother at 20, widow at 26. 

because she and her mom had never developed that Close Bond™, it was difficult for her mother to figure out how to... like... keep her from wandering around... because just telling her not to wasn’t working... so she was like “you know what.... a leash.”

we love ‘puppy’ by george saunders

so whenever her mom was at work and vera wasn’t in school, she was tied to a tree in the backyard.

cruel and unusual punishment!

eventually, her mom kind of just... threw in the towel... she left completely for a change of pace. she said she would be back and that vera would be under the care of her father’s parents in athens until then.

her father’s parents had always been more accepting of the young marriage. they’d been more supportive of them being young parents, in spite of her father having left for a while. they’d definitely been supportive of vera and her mother during that time because they were like “omg mood”

there were a few other kids under their care, all related or not. they did some work for her father’s parents, but nothing very laborious – just sort of... Bonding™ ja feel?

so her mom DID keep her promise and returned three years later when vera was nine. mind you, vera had never held any feelings of resentment towards her mother. when she was six, she... just didn’t get it. at nine, she was old enough to be like “i get u.”

BUT her mother DID get remarried. she didn’t resent her for that, but... she was not fond of the new husband. he wouldn’t accept the ‘dad’ title, was very stern, very serious, made her mom seem like an absolute joy, etc. 

but her mom was in love, so what could she do? and then they had a son together, so what could she do? nothing.

that summer, to learn more Discipline™, vera was sent to live with her step-father’s parents in london. boy howdy, it was nothing like her father’s parents! they had a knack for pointing out flaws, induced actual laborious work, constantly quoted the bible at the worst of times, and thought that a single head nod was the equivalent of “good job!” there were a couple of other kids there too, but yikes.

TEENS ( *hang ten emoji* ) + COLLEGE

triggers: brief domestic abuse implications

early was filled with Drama™ surrounding her step-father’s parents and her step-father himself. the overall consensus was that he was not a dope dude, nor were his parents. vera’s mother filed for divorce and gained sole custody of their son (keeping in mind.... she basically already had sole custody of vera.... considering she was her only legal guardian left lmao)

after the divorce was filed, vera’s mother was like “u kno what. my parents hate me. my first husband is dead. my second husband was a douche. i have no reason to be here anymore.” so they went to the land of golden opportunity

but wound up in america instead

(joke patented by dr. doofenshmirtz)

vera, around sixteen at the time (y’all i’m figuring out ages as i go along bear with me), now attended some strange high-school where they were like “fahrenheit.” 

by the way! it was in holiday! that’s important to note for possible future connections!

it wasn’t an unwelcome change, though. starting over... was nice...

but the problem was that she was like her father in that she always acted before she thought... which made her a very dumb smart person. 

alright get ready for the single idea that drove this entire thing:

she majored in philosophy then was *pikachu shocked face* when she realized there were no jobs out there for philosophy majors.

ADULTHOOD

alright... so what do you do when you have no good opportunities for things in your major?

you would think you would do something like... idk... find a well-paying job that doesn’t require a major?

or maybe a job that just requires experience in ___?

or maybe a job that just requires a bachelor’s degree of any sort?

or maybe a job that doesn’t require a major, but would like a major similar to yours, thus giving you a leg up?

etc.?

lmao no. you go to new orleans and become one of many phony fortune tellers using the one good thing you got from your weird upbringing: easy analysis of body language.

in addition, you try to make something of your life through music, but have no clue what ‘marketing’ is because you really don’t understand social media and probably still have the egg as your twitter profile picture.

what do you mean print is out of style?

what do you mean no one listens to CDs anymore?

what do you mean garageband isn’t acceptable to record on?

that being said, it’s not like... she wasn’t good at it... i mean she was v good at it... but musician is in quotes because she has made NOTHING of her LIFE with it. DOES NOT UNDERSTAND MARKETING.

*sonic kid vc* WHEN WILL YOU LEARN? WHEN WILL YOU LEARN? *end vc*

she got some decent pay from being a ‘fortune teller,’ though. tourists totally flocked and using a fake russian accent helped, as did... just speaking a language they didn’t know while pretending to contact spirits...

at least she’s a good scam artist

can’t market very well, but could probs create the next big ponzi scheme

returned to holiday when she heard news from her brother that her mother had fallen ill.

honestly rest in peace.

is still around because... that’s her home! sentiment! also rip!

also marketing isn’t as hard in holiday so???

also testing fortune telling out in holiday is more interesting so???

DOPE.

PERSONALITY

either really dumb for a smart person or really smart for a dumb person.

still has a childlike trait tbh. i mean when ur growing up just laying beneath child labor laws, ur gonna have to become a kid again eventually.

really bad at technology for reasons unknown to... everyone, but really good at scams.

has not thought before she acted even ONCE.

hasn’t used her degree since she was 22. the closest she’s come is buying some misc. philosophy books and sharing tidbits with strangers. 

“now this is a taoist anthem” - vera @ ‘soak up the sun’ by sheryl crow

so many ragrets.

will find a way to bring up she’s half greek in every conversation. 

“and i’ve had mental illness since i was in middle school. good night.” - that video someone edited of professor tox

im so bad at personality sections but she’s got a fun one y’all one of the few characters i’ve played who’s had a Sad Backstory™ but wound up being a Fun And Comedic Character™

TL;DR

that was my first time ever writing this whole thing out, so it got real long. so we gonna give a tl;dr:

triggers: v brief mentions of parental death, brief mentions of child abuse, v brief implication of domestic abuse

born to a v young couple in wales. dad was like “brb” then he did, indeed, come rb. loved dad. but dad died when she was six lmao get wreckt this is a roleplay character.

mom was like “idk what 2 do” so she took notes from george saunders’s ‘puppy’ and just tied vera to a tree when she was gone adjsflka. went away for a while and vera stayed with her dad’s parent’s in greece. came back three years later and reunitedanditfeelssogood.mp3.

got married tho and vera was like “i don’t like this guy” and mom was like “i’m having his child.” lived with his parents over the next few summers. they almost violate child labor laws. like. just a hair more. hare? became source of any self-hatred lmao get wreckt

vera’s mom and step-dad divorced bc he was horrible and they moved to holiday when she was sixteen. she left for college when she was eighteen. she decided to major in philosophy which was a bad idea and the source of her entire character. 

decided to become a phony fortune teller in new orleans instead of... idk... just getting a job that didn’t require a degree or sumn? pretty successful tho! talked in a fake russian accent around tourists bc? why not? 

also did/does music but has no idea how marketing works. bad at social media. records things on garageband. an overall fool. good but a fool.

back in holiday bc mom died lmao get wreckt we’re an orphan now boizzzz

Sad But Rad™

WANTED CONNECTIONS

it’s 2:38AM as i write this part and i still have to go back and include a stats thing bc i love those then post ic but i’ll update this w/ some when im done i suppose?? but we do love brainstorming in this house!!

like this or hmu if you’d like to plot !

[hwangskz]

k thanks bye | bookstore customer! felix

• u studied at a school where reading gore and violent comics termed u as something similar to that

• yk like how a murderer would like to know more about murders and killing techniques so they read a book which is vvv violent? ye everyone had that mentality

• and then u were there who always thought what if murderers were actually reading my little pony comics inside them to hide their duality hhhh

• well that was one of the many ways to hide the fact that u read stuff like that too

• NO NOT MY LITTLE PONY CONTENT JESUS CHRIST

• so u were in the middle of hiding ur face and going to the bookstore

• when u entered it u felt aLIVE

• "now i'll finally get to read these babies ヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉ"

• so u hid ur face and went till the corner when u found the section that u had been looking for

• "GRAPHIC COMICS!!!"

• so u slowly slid down ur mask and reached for the book on the middle shelf

• bUT

• "????"

• ur hand brushed with someone else's so u looked at them

• "um excuse me,, i reached out for this first"

• even though he was kind u were nOT GOING TO LOSE (۶•ᄇ•́)۶

• "yeah but i came here fIRST so it's mINE NOW"

• u tried to tug on it but the guy kePT PULLING IT TOWARDS HIM

• "wow ok that was rude but i nEED TO READ IT TODAY PLS"

• "SO DO I!!!"

• u both paused for a moment before tugging on the book and yelling so loud that the manager had to LITERALLY snatcH the book away from u two to stop the fight smh

• u only put ur mask on and left the store after scoffing at him

• next day,,, while u were taking ur breakfast in the cafeteria, u suddenly hear two male voices (ONE VERY FAMILIAR) speaking to each other behind u

• "yeah and when i asked her POLITELY to give it to me, she sTARTED TUGGING ON IT LIKE WHAT NO I WANT TO READ IT DON'T U UNDERSTAND"

• u were 1982626% sure that it was the guy from the bookstore that u had a fight with yesterday

• and u avoided eVERY way to ignore him but ur plan was ruined by ur friend who tapped ur shoulder only to make u turn around

• and u almost forgot about him until ur friend left and u were about to turn back bUT UR EYES MET

• and he INSTANTLY KNEW WHO U WERE

• but before he could approach u or smthg u quickly bOLTED AWAY

• few days later, when u had fINALLY decided to visit the bookstore again (and since u two hadn't met at the school ever since)

• u walked in to see a new collection of books stacked right beside the ones that u are so fond of

• u picked one of them and started reading it cause why not

• fast forward to an hour and u had already decided tHIS is THE best book u have eVER read

• AND IT'S NOT EVEN A COMIC CAN U IMAGINE

• "this is it, chief."

• u really wanted to buy the book but when u saw the price,,,,,

• "yeah i guess i can live without this book,,,,"

• u ended up coming every day to finish this book because !!! this book !!! was eNORMOUS OK

• one day while u were reading ur books somebody lightly tapped ur shoulder and when u looked above

• there he was,, the guy who u had been running away from

• u really wanted to go away but hE HAD U CORNERED SHSHSG

• "hi,, look i know u have been probably running away from me because of that incident here,,, but i just came to apologise i guess,,, my inner fanboy just came out,,, you know?"

• u couldn't help but stare at the boy in disbelief

• THIS BOY

• WHOM U HAD BEEN RUNNING AWAY FROM FOR 3 DAYS

• SO THAT HE DOESN'T EXPOSE U

• IS ACTUALLY SUCH AN UWU AND NOT A BITCH LIKE U THOUGHT WTF

• "and if u had been running away because of the judging looks and comments from the people at school...guess we really aren't that different, right?"

• I WOULD BE LYING IF I SAID UR HEART WASN'T MELTING

• u lightly chuckled at his words and skdg

• I WOULD BE LYING AGAIN IF I SAID THAT NOW U AREN'T MELTING H I S HEART

• ",,,,do u mind if i sit here?"

• "o-oh,, yeah sure"

• u made space beside u so that he could sit with u

• there was an awkward silence surrounding u two before he broke the ice

• "i'm felix btw,,,"

• "i'm y/n.." - u say as u smile at him and take away that last tiny bit of his heart with u again

• that day u brought out ur inner fangirl/fanboy and u felt so ???? relieved???

• like the huGE knot from ur chest was gone and u could actually bREATHE

• needless to say, u and felix became best freinds

• u would go to the bookstore to read the book (that u couldn't afford) and after an hour or so, felix would come to the graphic comics section to read the newest edition or re-read the old ones with u

• he would usually go to ur house too and dAMN u are one huge of a fan hhhhh

• "wow ok my bank account can't relate"

• "same lmao"

• "y/n u bought this,, plus did u really just say lmao oUT LOUD HHHH"

• so one day (like everyday) u walked into the bookstore an hour earlier before felix to read the book

• but today it was gone ??? it just wASNT THERE

• and THAT SHIT TENSED U OK

• well until u had heard felix talking behind u

• "searching for this?"

• he held up the book and it was ?? wrapped up ??

• u kinda wanted to ask him about it before u could,, he just shoVED the book in ur face and was like

• "i bought it for u"

• KSSVJSHSHW EXCUSE ET MOI LE BICHÉ WTF

• U WANTED TO SCREAM BUT UR VOICE ??? WAS G O N E

• UGH THE POWER OF LEE FELIX

• "HOW WHAT" - u, whisper-shouting at him

• "i saw u reading these everyday but not buying it so,,, i did it for u"

• u legit surprised him when u hugged him

• i mean yeah sure hugs and cuddles were common with u two

• but today felix just felt so weird in his stomach like someone had let loose all the animals in his stomach

• so he pulled away

• and looked at u

• ",,,hey y/n?"

• "yeah?"

• "can u look for a chit in there" - felix, pointing at the book in ur hands

• u searched for a piece of paper until u dID find one and u held it up in front of him

• u could swear he was holding his breath

• "what's this...?"

• "open it."

• u opened it to find a small message written from him to u

• "hey uh...y/n...i know this must be very very... weird for u...since we met like 2 months ago or something...but from that moment on, when i saw u in school, i didn't feel alone anymore, you know? it felt like i could take all of those judgments when i'm with you..but that's what my brain told me.

but right now? my heart has confirmed the message to be true. this is vERY CLICHÉ OK BUT,,,, i really like you. like alot. i hope u won't be ignoring me again >:((

k thanks bye - felix."

• u looked up from the chit to see felix extremely red

• "felix?"

• "yeah?"

• u kissed his cheek and as u pulled away, his eyes were widened and his entire face was bRIGHT RED

• "i will never ignore u again."

[philosophiums]

hello! this isn’t a ship ask, but i wanted to know your thoughts on canon aftg? bc the more time passes, the more i hate the original bc it’s so Messy and it sucks because i love the characters and the concept and potential of it so much, but the way andrew’s mental illness is presented is genuinely so bad and i feel like the columbia scene is completely fucked up and something that andrew wouldn’t have done bc he has so much respect for consent and there’s a lot more i could go on about but...

hey listen my dude you’re not alone

here’s a hot take: nora’s not a good writer. i’m not trying to be mean i’m just!!!!! the books ain’t good!!!! the first one was the most well-edited and then they just went downhill from there. the plot is shaky. the continuity is basically nonexistent from scene to scene. not all of the facts are in place. the grammar/spelling isn’t great. there was a LOT trying to be crammed into those books like??? japanese mafia, a hitman, the son of a hitman, a completely made-up game, gays in sports, abused kids, Explicit Torture/????? like god there was So Much Going On and obviously not everything made it into the books because there’s an overwhelming amount of extra content

also good sweet jesus fuCKING CHRIST the way she handled andrew in the first two books pisses me off like???? don’t write a mentally ill character if you don’t even know what mental illness he has???? like she admitted to not knowing??? lmao wtf she literally just wanted to write a mentally ill and improperly medicated character with zero research and zero consequences? like,,,,,, sorry no that’s not how this works do your fucking research. also??? the illness that she “diagnosed” him with in her extra content is manic-depression which is Not The Fucking Case because his only manic episodes are while he’s medicated. when he’s sober, all we see is the depression. ALSO like i know the point of andrew is to build him up so that not a single person in his life has ever done good by him except cass but Holy Shit if a psychiatrist prescribed (fake) anti-psychotic medications to a kid with major depression and anger issues then they need to lose their license because hoooooly shit that’s just fucking bullshit and would not happen irl sorry bye

BUT!!!!!! nora wrote good characters otherwise. the reason the fandom is so large and the books so popular is because her characters are somehow - even through the mess that is the whole rest of what she wrote - really good? they’re real. they don’t feel like characters, they feel like people i’ve met and known my entire life. when i think about them, it feels like coming home to a family i’ve missed dearly. they’re all (except aaron bc neil doesn’t like aaron and neil’s really like on par with harry potter for being the least observant pov character ever lmao) 3 dimensional characters who are shown interacting unapologetically with the world around them. like imo nora didn’t do very much right EXCEPT these characters, but man,,,,, if i could build characters like she does, i’d be one happy bitch because fuck me man,,,,, those are the most realistic characters in any series i’ve ever read and that’s just the tea

[albertserra]

tagged by @prestige2008

star sign: taurus

name: chwissy

height: 5′7...?

put ur music on shuffle what are the first 4 songs:

philip glass - kyoko’s house (mishima ost)

frank ocean - biking

loona - starlight

demi lovato - daddy issues (scream!)

grab the nearest book and turn to pg 23 what does line 17 say: i also cannot read

have you ever had a song/poem written about you: nope....  

when was the last time you played air guitar: ....

who’s ur celebrity crush: some old guy who makes wine and takes selfies with his farm animals :/

sound you hate & one you love: trains screeching on a track, favOriTe by LOONA

do you believe in believe in ghosts: i think so

how about aliens: yes

do you drive: i have a license but i havent driven in a year

if so have you crashed: nope

last book i read was: .... i think a single man by christopher isherwood?

do you like the smell of gasoline: no

what’s the last movie you saw: dead calm (1989)

worst injury you ever had: probably when i went to the ER as a kid bc i fell and hit my head on a bed frame when i was jumping from bed to bed pretending to be sailor venus with my (also gay) cousin... now i have a scar across the middle of my eyebrow

do you have any obsessions rn: when do i not..... to list a few: sam neill, alan from sharp objects, abbas kiarostami, loona and mitski’s discography, also the fire scene in eighth grade

EDIT: forgot  do you tend to hold grudges against people who’ve wronged you: --- absolutely lmao

i tag.... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i cant think of any bye!