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taekooktimeline · 1 year

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April 25, 2023

On April 25, 2022 - Hours after the movie premier, Jk goes live! In my opinion, he came online to read our thoughts and assurances after such a loud, momentous occasion with Tae, especially considering he was silent and primarily seemed to be reading comments for the first seven minutes of his live. He also mentions later in the live he comes on live when he has a lot on his mind. It makes it all the more disappointing how some reacted and what they possibly could’ve commented for Jk to say he wouldn’t read comments. Please remember boundaries as a fan. Use empathy, respect, understanding, kindness and consideration - all of which isn’t hard to do. Be a fan that supports, rather than a “fan” that acts entitled and tries to dictate their lives (like telling him to cut his hair - how shameful of whoever said that) which is no fan. I like to hope and think that Tae and Jk saw more love and support than anything else, factoring in things like Taekook trending worldwide. They’re very much aware of the unfortunate hate from past occasions, yet they continue to prioritize each other, and they always will, so I wish some would take note of this and stop projecting their anger and fear onto them. Nothing will change. Understand that and respect it or be quiet, if you don’t have anything nice to say.

Anyway, getting into his live:

A little over fifteen minutes in, Jk comments he hasn’t said much but there still is a lot of comments coming through. He gently suggests fans take a break from commenting. He then says to not leave messages, that he came because he missed us and then notes that the temperature of the questions differs. At 22:22 he says with a smile he won’t read comments and he wants to just turn the comments off, as the color of the comments is so different. He then says no matter his mood, happy or uncertain, he’ll seek us out.

timestamp 23:52

Summary -

He played the song “I really want to stay at your house” by Rosa Walton and Hallie Coggins on repeat for well over the first 24 minutes of his live. There surely is a reason he played the song on repeat, at least, in my opinion. One person noted it’s an OST for an open world RPG with main character “V.” I also read it’s a very gender neutral game. I won’t even try to deduce the meaning behind Jk playing the song on repeat so please decide as you like, though I’ll leave the RPG info below since it was circulating on SM.

Jk was surprised when, after 24 minutes of the song playing on loop, his player moved to another song.

Timestamp 24:38

Jk mentions now and in the future to not be sick. He then says he’ll also seek out his own personal journey of happiness, as he has until now and will continue to do so. He then reminds us we should too (find our own pursuit of happiness, which will differ for everyone).

Timestamp 25:38

This reminds me of his final live of the four lives he did on March 14, 2023, when he repeatedly and emotionally stressed to be happy, even without BTS (and then asked ARMY to type APOBANGPO).

Back to this live - he mentions again to not be sick. He wishes for our good health, physically and mentally. He says even without reading comments he feels peace because we’re connected right now (through his live). He also turns off the star projector.

Summary -

He then talks about the movie “Dream,” which goes without saying is the momentous event he and Tae attended hours ago. He says he enjoyed it.

He encourages us to focus on the plot of “Dream” as it’s about everyone having individual stories. This ties back into his comment about everyone finding their own definition of happiness - which we all should very much do since it differs for each individual - and working towards our individualized path towards that happiness.

He says the movie was therapeutic, emotional and fun, and that he enjoyed it, despite not sleeping well the past couple of days (he also mentioned not sleeping well in his March 23, 2023 live). He ends his thoughts on the movie by asking us to give it a lot of love when it releases. He also says it was filmed a while ago, overlapping with Covid, but it’s still meaningful.

Timestamp of start of “Dream” -31:15 - 32:01

Summary -

He says he’s been working hard on music (can’t wait for JJK1!!!! 🙏🏽) and mentions ordering takeout lately. Jk comments he likes the perilla oil in makguksu.

A cute summary of the recipe of what Jk makes in his live - (by Taekook_Rainbow (IG) )

timestamp 35:45

And this the comment is interesting in itself since we know Tae really loves makguksu. He mentioned eating it for lunch on Weverse, February 7, 2022.

Tae mentioned makguksu to Wooga during filming of ITS Friendcation.

https://twitter.com/thv2023/status/1550471881861767168?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg https://www.instagram.com/p/Crc7K1rNdxz/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Tae and Wooga ate at a makguksu restaurant during filming of ITS Friendcation.

Seo-Joon mentioned in “Jinny’s Kitchen” Tae is eating a lot of makguksu -

and Jk mentioned it in his March 23, 2023 live.

Timestamp 11:40 https://twitter.com/cookiesandtea26/status/1650666730593693700?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg https://twitter.com/heaven_borahae/status/1650816921703694336?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Jk posted the recipe on Weverse. A lot noted he mentions doubling the recipe. Since Seo-Joon recently said Tae likes makguksu, it seems awfully coincidental Jk posted this 2 portion recipe, but someone could also argue Jk has a hearty appetite, so I’ll just leave the information and you decide as you like 😀

#taekook #taekooktimeline #2023 #lives

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thepepsislvt · 1 year

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"I love you too Capo"

sobbing ig I'm writing again lmao I fell into a loop from when I was 12-14 anw enjoy this

Bruno Bucciarati x Reader

Type: Fluff Warnings: Abuse :( mentions of drugs, blood, big meanie weenies, is okie tho bruno helps and comforts you :D slight autism from reader but is oki, reader is 19 Pronouns: Non mentioned

The young adult doesn't remember much from the previous day so when finally gained consciousness they were startled to find two investigators hounding them out for answers. They were being asked questions like "who was the leader?" and "where was the gang hideout?". Now they finally put the pieces together. Their, now ex, was caught in a drug trade and the only one who was left alone on the scene was them. When they got out of this they were gonna kill him. But just because they were caught doesn't mean they will snitch. just gotta keep playing the silent game.

"This will be much easier on yourself of you just tell us who he is and where he went" the first cop, who is now overly tired of repeating himself, stated. Were you promised freedom? they wouldn't answer.

"Captain I don't think they're gonna talk, its been 3 hours." the shorter cop tried to explain after a long silence from the original question

"fine" The supposed captain says while standing up from across the table they were seated at. "have it your way" he made is way next to them

Next thing the kid knows is their head being slammed into the table breaking the only thing keeping their Stand calm, their ear bud playing their favorite band.

The taller Captain laughs out loud while gripping the kids hair "maybe that's why they weren't answering! They weren't listening in the first place!" He continued to laugh and slammed the poor kids head into the table 3 more times.

"sir! I don't think we should be doing this" the female started to protest and defend them

"I guess we'll see, feel like talking yet?" The kid couldn't talk, the only thing they could do was focus the tears rolling off their face and the blood on the table from their nose.

'thats not good' they thought knowing the mess they were about to witness 'this is not good' they tried to hum a little song only to be met with another slam to the table.

The thing about their Stand [Falling In Reverse] is that its a violent Stand that will do anything to protect their user. The music they constantly listened to not only kept [Falling In Reverse] calm but it kept them calm from a melt down in which they would have no control over their Stand. and now that the users shed blood they knew it was about to go down.

"Awwwe what a poor cry baby? feel like answering a simple question yet? or are you too cow-" the tall man was immediately cut off by an invisible punch to the throat. once he hit the ground he was met with a deep cut in the chest in the shape of an 'X'

The female cop immediately called for back up as the kid fell to the floor crying. The kid hates the sight of blood so upon seeing the Captain on the floor bleeding out and the sight of [Falling In Reverse]'s arm, which was a blade, covered in blood, they promptly passed out on the ground where they were taken into custody.

After 2 days of doing nothing in their prison cell besides trying to keep themself and their Stand calm, one of the prison guards came to let them know all charges have been dropped and they were free to go. They weren't sure what happened but after being walked out they were met with a tall man with a black bob and blue eyes wearing a white suit with polka dots and zippers. he was smiling softly at them.

"Ah finally, its nice to meet you. I am Bruno Bucciarati. I am the one that paid your bail, follow me if you would, I would love to talk to you" he greeted them softly. They didn't have any other choice but to follow the strange man named Bruno.

They went to a restaurant where he explained who he was and why he was doing what he was doing. He was the capo of his gang and treated his team like family. He explained what a Stand was to them in hopes they would tell him what abilities their stand has in which they didn't but Bruno kind enough to ignore the topic for now.

after several months they got to know his whole team including Abbachio, Mista, Fugo and your new best friend Narancia. Narancia went through something similar as the kid and they know this because Nara is not afraid to trust them. The two instantly clicked the day met.

Which brings us to now, Nara was sitting next to Y/n complaining about how Fugo shouldn't have authority over him considering he's older than Fugo. Mista, who was on the other side of you, chucked to himself as he set his can of sparkling water on the coffee table in front of him.

"you know Y/n probably isn't even listening to you considering they have their headphones on like always" Mista gestures to your headphones Nara gave to you for your birthday

"Mista shut up I know they would never ignore me like all of the women you tried to get with" Narancia came back at him with which left you giggling so hard you slid off the couch gripping your stomach

they started bickering and trying to roast each other, Mista even tried to pull a "yo mama" joke in which Narancia bluntly said "my momma is dead, baldy" this when on for 5 minutes and the entire time you were laughing your ass off. It ended abruptly when Bucciarati came into the lounging room and told them off. Mista went to his room and Narancia just played his music. who knew he liked ICP. Y/n decided to get up after they finally caught their breath and followed Bruno to his office.

"you doing okay?" they quietly asked the taller man once they reached his office

"I'm fine, I'm just trying to get this report filled out for signore Giovanna before the weekend" He sighed from how much work he has left.

He was obviously tired and working so hard the last two days. It was currently Thursday and he ha barely slept all week. Y/n decided to change that and get that man at least a nap in before he finishes. Y/n grabbed the pen from Bruno's hand and moved it aside. Before the Capo could protest he was pulled up from his chair and brought to the couch in his office to sit down with the younger person in the room. The male just playfully shook his eyes and shook his head

"alright 10 minutes" he put his arm around the kid's shoulders

all the younger one could do was giggle and give Bruno a side hug. after about 5 minutes of nothing but just sitting and relaxing they both started to get slightly tired, Bruno more than Y/n. He played his head on their and yawned.

"I love you Y/n, please don't leave me yet, I need you here with me" he spoke quietly and promptly fell asleep

The kid, also about to fall sleep, was surprised to hear those words from him. they felt something for him but they never thought that Bruno would feel the same way towards them. but they shook it off due to extreme tiredness.

"I love you too Capo" they spoke to him hoping he would hear it in his slumber

The kid carefully adjusted to where they both were laying on the couch, Bruno on top of them, before they fell asleep together.

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anw I'm taking requests if y'all want lmao hope you enjoyed

#bruno bucciarati #bruno bucellati x reader #x reader #jjba #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jojos bizzarre adventure #jjba x reader #fluff #crying I tried

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cametek · 1 year

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My personal opinion on Pokemon Scarlet Violet

While I'm trying my best to avoid spoilers, it might contain some info that you might not know yet - please be sure

Visual : Definitely unpolished and unoptimized. The game runs at 3FPS the whole time, sometimes the camera behaves weird, and some objects have kinda glitchy motion that are absolutely visible even from far.

Gameplay : Despite the visual issues - it's insanely fun. Though sometimes we can find glitches or minor issues, fortunately they are all not fatal or major problems to progress the story (as I understand the glitch hunting scene correctly). There are a lot of things you can do, exploration, taking a detour, or just catching Pokemon, all of them are wild. Usually I stop playing after beating the champion, but it's not the case for SV somehow. Though it would be super awesome if the game runs at least stable 30 FPS constantly though. Also Terastal gives it a lot more depth to the battle and the raid mechanics. It's a very simple but crazy idea without exaggerating. Unfortunately we still feel the Terastal raid battle is also not polished while we definitely enjoy the raid with friends or with random people, I just believe they will improve it more in future.

UI / Mechanic : Okay - Meh. Some are cool - like scrolling text is much faster compared to the old titles, it even allows us to completely skip some dialogues that we often read frequently - but some are definitely with space to improve, like the map or the bag. I believe there is nothing really game-breaking, that's at least good and probably they paid the effort to patch out.

Characters : Absolutely wild. Since this is just a personal note, I'm sure I'm just saying my personal favorite - they are all super unique and vivid. I can talk forever about them. Ortega, Grusha, Rika - who hates Rika, Iono - yeah I know some people hate her, I don't actively like her either but we definitely feel like she's a new breeze to the world of Pokemon so yeah I take it - actually all the team star leaders and gym leaders are super cool, I need to appreciate all the designers working on creating them. I really really wish we could meet all of them after beating them since they were toooooo adorable to just fight and bye. Especially the elite four - once you beat the elite four, you can't re-match them for good. Yeah... Rika...

New Pokemon : like how could they think it was a good idea to add just flamingos???? I mean it's funny so I love it though. You might feel some Pokemon are disappointing, like Dudunsparce, or Flamigo, I have no argument with that. But otherwise I feel they are crazy and broken in a good way, like we got chilli pepper, twin-headed chilli pepper, bread-puppy, earthworm, just a rock salt - I couldn't stop making the pog face after finding that tiny mushroom-ish pokemon that I ran into was just a tiny rock salt crystal - tumbleweed, a chibi megaman, two megamans that have flame and sword respectively, and a flamingo. How?? Let me repeat it - I absolutely love these crazy new Pokemon ideas, they make the adventure much more fun to try to find and catch a new one.

Music : Fantastic. I definitely want to point out the elite four music issue - the background music for the elite four battles can be stuck at the intro loop forever and it doesn't progress the music somehow, unless you restart the game. That's... probably one the worst audio glitches, feeling as a composer. Since it is one of the climaxes of the game... Let's forget the bug since I remembered to restart my console before meeting Rika. They are absolutely fantastic. Some tracks even seamlessly continue between the exploration and the battle phase, it makes me - wow. Plus Toby Fox made a lot of more bangers, it would be a spoiler so I don't wanna talk in depth here though - they make me absolutely hype. I'm sure for music - it's easier to understand it by listening, not talking, so yeah I recommend you to check some tracks from it. Oh please be careful the Ed Sheeran jumpscare (I love the song tho).

Story : Holy Dudunsparce. Not gonna lie, this is the first time that one of the main series of Pokemon titles made me cry through the story. Even twice! They really tried and it worked. I mean I know it's kinda cheap, straightforward and very simple because it's Pokemon which has the largest diversity of players, some are not familiar with playing games, or some are literally children, like 6 yo (right?). But dang that was something.

Overall : I think other people already said it, but - it's the most broken pokemon but so far the most fun pokemon at the same time. That's crazy.

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv #spoilers #spoilers?#text post #long text

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cowboy-robooty · 5 months

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Let me show you the world of my hell hole of a playlist

Obviously I need to share the good word of the Sonic Vocal Tracks like dude i will make you sit and listen to all of them if i have to but my personal favorites are “This Machine” from Sonic Heroes, “Find Your Flame” and “Im Here” from Sonic Frontiers, “Live & Learn” from Sonic Adventure 2 and “I Am… All of Me” from Shadow the Hedgehog. They are a little more metal/rock ish sorry if my music terms are off but yeah you will be screaming you will be so pumped

Also literally just any track from any Lupin III media is so fucking good omfg. So Jazzy and upbeat you will feel so radical. My favorite intros are from Part 2 and also “Superhero” is a transcending experience I lives in my head rent free. Yuhi Ohno’s work is honestly just so good just skip immediately to his entire discography

Ok im sorry im a hardcore MARINA and Girls Love Shoes fan its just who i am inside. I need to come clean. Girls Love Shoes’ “Supamedicine” is my godsend its my holy grail. MARINA always drops bangers the people know her not much to say than that.

Also some random out of pocket ones. Any minecraft parody ever, any pop song from the 2000’s, animation meme songs that haunt you for life, the living tombstone and specifically She Wolf but nightcore. Just night/daycore / slowed down/speed up just to get a little cray cray.

Alot of my own music taste is just a bunch of Punk Rock and other random artists scattered about, sorry if you already listen to these guys </3 My entire playlist is a tonal nightmare its older than most average playlists. Been going strong since like 7th grade

DONT WORRY LOL MY PLAYLIST IS AIDS TOO ive had it since i got my first phone in 6th grade because i like to put all the songs i like ever in one playlist and hit shuffle on that ^_^

SONIC SHIT: I LIKED THIS. ROBOOTY WAS A FAN OHHH YESSS... DONT WORRY IDK HOW MUSIC TERMS WORK EITHER LOL BUT THIS IS GOOD. **nods head** ITS LOUD ITS GOT A VERY FULL SOUND I LIKE IT A LOT YESS!!!

LUPIN SHIT: DUDEEE I FUCKING LOVE THE LUPIN SOUNDTRACKS TOO!!! I FUCKING LOVE JAZZY SHIT ITS SO GOOD ITS SO FIRE I LOVE IT I LOVEEE WHAT LUPIN IS IN I ALWAYS DO BE PLAYING THAT LUPIN OPENING ON TAIKO!!!! I need to check out yuhi ohnos discography properly.... i always am slacking ok

GIRLS LOVE SHOES: i listened to supamedicine and it was pretty good! it was pleasant i was like **nods head** if my buddy put it on i wouldnt go "well... if you wanted to go to teen sex cove you couldve just asked 😏" but id be like **nods head in approval** and then continue talking about how my soundcloud almost got deleted for reposting yaoi christmas carols. anyways secret.. im actually not really a marina fan. like primmadonna and oh no is okay theyre like 5/10 to me but idk i just aint into her shit

RANDOM SHIT: IM NGL I DIDNT LISTEN TO A LOT OF MINECRAFT PARODIES BECAUSE THEY WERE PARODIES OF POP MUSIC AT THE TIME AND I HATTTTTEEDD POP MUSIC LOL. i think some are ok like dont mine at night but i cant really think of any others i liked. i still am not really big on modern pop in fact i kind of hate like a lot of it lol im a hater by birth 💔 I ALSO... **says this on the cross** HAVE HATED ANIMATION MEMES FROM THE MOMENT I WAS BORN TOO. i used to get so mad id be like THATS NOT A MEME!!!! THATS A SHITTY LOOPED GIF THAT HAS NO JOKES AT ALL!!!!! idk i never was an animation meme kid.... i always looked up to newgrounds animation and like people who made full mv parodies of vocaloid mvs or cola shake dance yknow but i liked those because i think theyre different from animation memes. its a completely different vibe and i think that comparing shit like burihamachi or the pappara baby boy thing to animation memes is like comparing manga and comics. theyre the same thing in principal but COMPLETELY different vibe yknow? anyways yeah i was a hater and refused to watch them in my lifetime... 💔💔💔 I LIKE THE LIVING TOMBSTONE THOUGH I LOVEE THE SONG CATS OUGHHH THATS SO GOOD.... i never listened to them a lot i only know like 3 songs lol so erm i dont consider myself a living tombstone fanboy since i think id be considered a poser 💔 LOOK IVE ALWAYS LIVED UNDER A ROCK IM ALWAYS SEVENTEEN YEARS LATE TO EVERY PARTY EVER!!! I NEVER EVEN LIKED FNAF I WAS INTO THE NIGHTGUARDS BUT DIDNT CARE ABOUT THE GAME THE LORE THE ANIMATRONICS I LITERALLY DID NOT GIVE A FUCK I NEVER WATCHED A SINGLE MATPAT VIDEO OR LISTENING TO ANY FNAF SONGS!! i was an asdf movie and newgrounds + niconico douga kid ermmmmm anybody like danjo danjo? anyways i do like nightcore! i love listening to nightcore of 80s songs ohh yes... i only listen to out of touch nightcore 😏😏😏

sorry for long tangents but yknow how robooty empire is. THE KING LOVES TO SPEAK! THANK YOU FOR THESE RECS ESPECIALLY THE SONIC SHIT I BE LIKE OHHH ME LIKEY 😍

#ask

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thatdoodlebug · 1 year

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Aaaall the Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks!! 😈😈 (Or if that's too many, every other one 😉)

✍ Do you have a beta reader? nope.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

redemption, definitely. not always clear cut, but muddying the lines between hero and villain. I am a sucker for it.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

my beauty and the beast au fic. i never expected it to get the love it did, and it was definitely a story i put more time/love into than i thought i ever could, especially for such a random idea.

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

i guess my strongest point is finding the 'voice' in the characters I write? At least that's the compliment I get given the most; that people can imagine them saying these things. Which is what I strive for when keeping the characters...ic.

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

I love 'first anything' fics. The emotions, mistakes, nerves...all that kind of stuff. it's fun to write (and relateable lol).

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

often yes! i create playlists to inspire a 'mood' in scenes I'm writing for example. i don't really have any looped songs right now.

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

google docs.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

so many. oh so many. i couldn't even tell you what.

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

yeah

🍦 What’s the sweetest fic you’ve created so far?

uh..im not sure. readers would have to tell me that.

🍷 Do you drink and write?

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what’s your most popular nsfw fic?

i write some spicy, but it's often relegated to oneshots. Don't know what my most popular nsfw fic is.

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

i seem to write best really late at night, or really early in the morning.

💖 What made you start writing?

wanting to continue exploring fictional characters I enjoyed and adding depth to them.

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

i love it, complimentary or kindly critical. <3

❌ What’s a trope you will never write?

hmm I really don't know.

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

no. its hard to motivate myself to write for the joy of it sometimes, so its difficult to force yourself to write for others even with money in mind. I think your heart needs to be in the writing a lot of the time, so writing for money based needs is not personally my way to go.

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

not really...i fluke so many things.

🏆 What’s your most popular fic?

Forest of Beasts, Titanic fics and this Walking Dead fic

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

I enjoy writing christmas themed fics.

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

i don't think so. i tend to have a lot of people 'hoping' the way a story will go, but they don't seem to guess how it will get to that point.

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

I LOVE IT SO MUCH.

📈 How many fics do you have?

published...about 30? unpublished...hundreds xD

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

if its a chaptered fic i will try to have an outline, or at least an ending in mind, so i have something to work toward. it keeps me motivated.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

nothing as of yet.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

just write. it doesn't matter how shit it is, honestly. as everyone says, you have to keep writing to get better.

💞 Who’s your comfort character?

currently rick grimes.

🧠 Pick a character, and I’ll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

what about Merle Dixon?

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

overall, and since its the fandom im currently in, i think i should say Rick Grimes. he is interesting in how he develops in canon, and expanding on that is fun.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

n/a

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

any of my spicy ones. aren't we all a bit touchy about the erotic stuff hah

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

when its complete, honestly lol.

✅ What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

antagonistic characters/rivals learning to understand each others pov, for whatever reason.

📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

i would, i just don't have the constant drive. I envy anyone who can just keep writing and not reach the dreaded block.

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

if im really into it, ive drafted up a chapter within the day, and then edit/proofread with fresh eyes the day after.

🤯 What’s a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

action can get a bit gnarly for me.

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

uh i don't know. i guess i did get emotional toward the end, writing my beauty and the beast au. not sure it broke my heart though...

💥 How do you feel about criticism?

i will take it if its constructive and not someone being a troll.

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

uhhh maybe 'accidental ship'

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

i love them. ive made some of my best online friends though reader interaction. and its absolute flattery to have anyone wish to talk about my fics at all. <3

#ask

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harrison-abbott · 2 years

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WITH THIS ADDICTIVE LOOP

My brother was a massive Beatles fan.

I fucking hate the Beatles. Despise them. Have never understood why they’re the most popular band in history. (Though I think they’ve technically, or statistically, been beaten, in modern times.)

He just used to hum that song ‘A Day in the Life’ continuously. When we’d hook up with him for Christmas. When he was in the toilet taking a piss, he’d constantly be going “now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall”, with this addictive loop.

That song. I will admit. Is pretty good.

But I could only take it in small doses. Once or twice a year. The way my brother sang it so often made me think there was something wrong with him.

There was.

He cut his wrists and hung himself in the woods behind our old house. He’d been living there for five years after he graduated from university. Had never been able to find a proper job from thereon. Swinging silently from one of the old trees. That woodland we used to play in as tots.

#short story #fiction #prose

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thirsteasaint · 2 years

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A Ramble: Trinity of Terror Tour Pt II

This is a recount of my experience and my own personal opinions. If you continue to read, you have accepted the incoherent ramblings of a fan.

The moment part two was announced, I quickly got tickets for my best friend and me. An early b-day gift for her! I got us regular floor tickets. I tried going all out for my outfit and my make-up… eh, too basic. I did my best to take photos and try to get on my tiptoes to see anything. I hate being short… Anyway! Here’s my ramble about the concert. Band appearances are in order:

We Came as Romans

I never got into them, but knew they were a big thing back in high school (I’m in my late twenties). I didn’t do any “homework” so I went in blind.They were a pretty cool band, I nodded along to the music. I thought the crowd would be all over them. I was wrong.

The crowd cheered and clapped along! To me, it gave more of a “we’re just being polite ‘cuz you’re the openers!” vibe. That’s normally my vibe. I was just really shocked it felt like everyone was in the same boat. I’m always out of the loop so who knows? Maybe they haven’t been in the scene for a while. The lead singer talked about a former bandmate of theirs that had passed away. Rest in Peace, Kyle!

Black Veil Brides

My second time seeing them live! I’ve been a fan of this band since their Knives and Pens video.So much love to Lonny, the current bassist! He did great! CC always kills it with the drums! Everyone was jumping and singing along! It always warms the inner teen in me to see my faves.

My first time hearing songs from The Phantom Tomorrow live. Coffin. They played Coffin!! I tried so hard to belt out the words cuz that’s one of my favorite songs of theirs!!! Having Andy tell us to scream and shout before playing Fallen Angels, gave me goosebumps! And of course, Knives and Pens will always get my heart.

I was surprised. Not much commentary from Andy. He did ask us if we were enjoying ourselves and thanked us for continuing to support them. And that we should give the middle finger to anyone who teases us for listening to them.

That made me think, “People are still getting picked on for that???”

Motionless In White

Another band that’s my second time seeing live and faves! They all looked great. Oh my fucking god, hearing them is always an eargasm! Hearing songs from STEOTW live? 15/10. It gave me shivers up my spine, and I mean that in a good way. Sign of Life, chef’s kiss! “If there’s a grave behind my eyes, then how do the dead find a sign of life?” When it came to Slaughterhouse… Chris instructed us to scream “Under God!” after he screamed “One Mutilation.” And we fuckin did!!!

Too bad most of the song was ruined for me and others by an attempted crowdsurf. I’ll get into that later.

Again, little commentary from Chris as well. Same as Andy. I’m wondering since it was four bands playing in one night that they were on a time crunch? It did start some time after 6:30.

Masterpiece, Another Life, and Eternally Yours? Always heartstring pullers. I was hoping to get a rose, but apparently we weren’t close enough… Oh well. There’s always next time, right?

Ice Nine Kills

This band I did go in somewhat blind. I listened to what was on the ToT Spotify playlist and… Wow. Where have they been all my life??? INK’s theme is Horrorwood. Their music is based on horror films and I swear to god, if you’re a big fan of those you need to give these guys a listen. Their two albums are The Silver Scream and The Silver Scream 2: Welcome to Horrorwood.

These guys really put on a show! I was not expecting heads getting chopped, a guy with a chainsaw… Like… I LIVE for the theatrics!!! Loved. Them. Unfortunately, we left after the first four songs cuz we wanted to beat the crowd to the merch table. We did come back tho, opting to watch from above. Got to see them play The Shower Scene, and acting out said shower scene from Psycho!

Apparently they played the longest set. But yea I highly recommend this band. So far my faves are Hip to Be Scared, The Shower Scene, and A Rainy Day.

Crowd Experience

I already kinda go into this in my ask post, but I’m gonna go longer here. Overall, I don’t like crowds. I don’t like being around people and too many gets me claustrophobic. But to see a band live, I endure it. Normally I get VIP cuz I’m short and would like to actually see! But couldn’t this time around.

I try not to judge a book by its cover. Keyword: try. There was this group of what I could describe frat douchebag guys who were already drinking and… Yeah. They kept bumping into us. Yes, I know that’s expected at a concert but if you go too hard, I will bump you back! And I ended up having to elbow one of the guys cuz fuck off!! Trying to enjoy the music here!! Eventually there were beer cans and drinks spilled. Had to make sure not to slip (especially wearing Converse).

Now that was during WCAR and BVB. Other than that, crowd was pretty chill. Then when it came to MIW, there were mosh pits starting to happen and fortunately we didn’t get pulled into one. Slaughterhouse started, and this one guy attempted to crowd surf out of nowhere. I didn’t like it. Best friend and I did our best to move him over. The next set of people weren’t able to support him so he ended up getting dropped. Of course everyone around stopped and made sure he was ok.

It kinda ruined the mood for me and others who were excited to hear MIW’s heaviest song from their new album. Best friend said there was a chick who shouted that it ruined the song. MIW didn’t stop playing so they probably didn’t catch what was happening. The guy proceeded to complain that it was bullshit that no one caught him. I get that he’s in pain, but dude… You can’t expect everyone to have upper body strength! That’s one of the risks of crowd surfing!

During the rest of MIW’s set, more crowd surfing happened. I was able to avoid having to touch someone again. Then I think when MIW was done, the guy who got dropped came back and started complaining how come no one had a problem crowd surfing those dudes? C’mon man. That’s ‘cuz this time it was expected! I could’ve sworn someone fell too but whatever.

Apparently, during one of the crowd surfs, a little girl who had been on an adult’s shoulders this whole time, got kicked. Why the hell would you direct a surf toward a child??? Her mom rushed her through the crowd to double check that she was alright. From what I could tell/hear, she was ok. Still not cool. Gotta respect the kids, man.

Another incident, during INK’s set, some guy was being an asshole to women. I mentioned that as well in my ask post if you want to see the link. We didn’t know that had happened because by that time, we left for the merch table. So fuck that guy! From where we could see in one of the upper levels, there were two mosh pits that had formed.

Overall

Experience rating: 3 out of 5

Besides my bitching, I had a great time at the concert! Great to experience it with my long-time best friend! Lots of love to the bands! Became a new fan of INK. Great lineup for a tour called The Trinity of Terror. Really lived up to it. Hope to go to another concert sometime in the future!

P.S: For the love of all that's unholy, please stay home if you're ill and/or have a fever. We don't need people getting infected, especially the bands and crew.

Thank you for reading!

#trinity of terror #trinity of terror tour #9/3/22 #we came as romans #black veil brides #motionless in white #ice nine kills #wcar #bvb #miw #ink #ramblings of a saint

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luminoumbral · 2 years

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My thoughts on Imagine Dragons

Right so recently I have been rediscovering the band of Imagine Dragons, mainly cus of my tik tok fyp and the amount of content around The Boys and the song Bones where people recreate the death of Robin

And I have listened to their new albums Mercury Act 1+2 which on there own are pretty good albums although I find Imagine Dragons drum loops repetitive and the fact they say purposefully cryptic lyrics for shits a giggles they do hold up

in this what I presume to be the longest post im putting on tumblr im going to break down two of their songs, their most known song; Enemy. and one of their least known songs; Yesterday

Enemy:

Enemy was made as the theme song for the Netflix league of legends show Arcane, A pretty good show I highly recommend you watch it if you haven't but everyone has at this point.

Enemy starts off with a reverse synth base leading to the same note but the right way round then continues this after a three second gap but this time its down a chord, a progression used for the rest of the song, the second note is then distorted before the song begins, this electronic opening not only conveys that the song is heavily reliant on synthesizers and a lot of production a complete 180 the direction for Yesterday, then for the first verse a repeating drum loop is played and the same 2 synth base notes are played for the whole of the rather short first verse.

And the chorus is no different, CUS ITS THE FUCKING SAME AS THE VERSE BUT WITH AN EXTRA FUCKING HIGH-HAT, this oh yeah lets put in one extra thing now its different is a staple of Imagine Dragons modern works, and there isn't much to talk about other than the only time the song remotely changes is towards the end of JID’s rap section where the music stops to emphasize the speed of his rapping.

And that is really all there is to talk about Enemy no bridge no big moment no fucking change in chords, its just a very boring and uninspired song.

Yesterday:

Yesterday on the other hand is a catchy pop rock song, again in the same vain as Enemy and most imagine dragons song its rather repetitive with the same couple of piano chords used as the hook, but at least the song has some challenge and difference, for example a guitar solo right before the last chorus is somewhat impressive.

But the real difference between these two songs is the way they make use of the natural repetitiveness all Imagine Dragons songs have, Enemy puts the bare minimum having what I counted 3 instruments, where as Yesterday takes full advantage of the band having only the instruments provided for them as apposed to a fucking synthesizer.

Closing notes:

Let me be clear I don't hate Imagine Dragons they make okay music, I think its the formula they have constructed that people come accustomed to, what I think happened is that Imagine Dragons threw shit at the wall to see if it would stick and repetitiveness did, people like electronic drum beats looping over and over again which is fine but for a band that brands themselves as a rock band not so much. Remember this is just my dumb opinion if you disagree with me feel free to explain why but yeah have a nice day and see you later.

#imagine dragons #music #critical #review #music review

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luxmaeastra · 1 month

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"Nox wished you to have these. He said we'd know when to give these to you."

Rhysand had never seen this citizen, but he could somehow tell she was part of Seraphine's Den. Maybe it was the words she used, or the little bit of her inner song he could hear. What was it Remus said? Soul-songs could be modified and twisted to change the very fundamentals of a person.

He could see how someone like Hesperus did what he did now. Even if he was only used as a last result by the Triad. He supposed it was good more Daglan were mating and staying with Changelings, saved them all another war.

He took the letters from the girl, staring at them. He looked up, not surprised to see she vanished into the crowd.

Seraphine may have authorized the hit, Kaden and he had laid waste to Spring - ensuring very few survived.

But she had still lost her father, he supposed he could understand her rage. The buzzing though, did she hear it? The way her Den's magic was affecting everything around her? That her Den, she was powerful enough to make him feel that aching, pit of anger.

He had retreated to this small cafe to get some work done, to stop himself from saying or doing something he regretted.

He looked at the letters more closely, one stood out.

The handwriting was elegant and looping, for when you realize just how much power she holds.

It was a long title but he supposed that summed up his feelings. He didn't mind her Den, just the fact they held her away from him. That they could deem him a threat and he would have no recourse for it.

He tore the letter open.

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Rhysand,

Seraphine is three now, a beautiful, darling little girl. Lumas and I have known for awhile what you would both become.

Aidas wrote me these letters when Silence and first mated. It was all the wisdom he'd known before mating Theia. I thought as I watch you both grow I'd continue the tradition.

I'm not sure when you'll read these, I hope it's a long while yet. I hope I'm around when you and my daughter mate - that I can deliver my wisdom in person.

But if I cannot, I'll start with this. A Changeling's Den is their lifeblood, it is as important as our mates are to us. As our bloodlines and lineages are to us.

I knew that of course, you don't survive a war with changelings and not learn that.

But this was the first time I understood it.

Seraphine plays at my feet in the small koi pond in our gardens. Her mother and I haven't spoken since last night, I'm not sure if she knows that.

Helena and Pelias died last night, well they were murdered. Mab had them kneel and cut their heads off. She went after their children, only one survived.

Silene is furious I refused to take the boy in. Kaden will be sent to the Camps in the east where Orphaned Changeling go to hone their magic and find new Dens.

I hate to disappoint her, I hate fighting with her more.

But Mab's power stretches farther than she realizes, what is good for her Den isn't for my court.

Have you realized that when they get angry their Den close ranks? Have they tapped you yet at night? To know you'll be woken to protect their Queen if they fail?

I wished for the first time to tear the threads out of her Den. To have Silene all to myself last night.

But I've seen what happens to Changelings like that. Neculai was fond of that punishment, they'd wither away and throw themselves onto the nearest sharp object.

I have no true advice but to find ways to love her Den. They've been invaluable spies for me, and playmates for Seraphine.

They give Silene a sense of safety I can't always give her.

For those reasons I suppose I'll swallow my pride and apologize. The boy can't be saved but if the Goddess is good he'll survive. His parents were survivors, I expect nothing less of Kaden.

Warm regards,

Nox

Rhysand carefully folded the letter and slid it into his pocket, the weight of the heaviness of its content weighed upon him as he looked up and across the small cafe. It was not a letter he had expected to read, it wasn't one he had been prepared for.

There was knowledge in that letter that he wasn't prepared for, but it was a welcome knowledge as he waded into this world he had not been ready for. He trudged through it, tripping and falling, yet it was nice to know he had some guidance...He had feared wading this world along.

Not that he imagined he would be alone for long, he watched the pining for one after his cousin - a friend he hoped would one day step up.

Step up. Maybe like he needed to do, he and Seraphine had already taken the step but sometimes he felt he was lacking in terms of a mate. Not understanding her and her Den, the connections they held. Nox's words read true, for someone who was not a Changeling it was hard to understand.

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It had been a few hours later that Rhysand returned home, bags in hand as he made his way along the hall. The familiar buzzing had returned, the noise of the Den that he was just out of reach from.

Yet she wasn't. He picked up her scent and followed it to where she was, the beauty of Night who was his entire world. His eyes softened when he saw her, his knees felt like they should buckle.

"Serie," he said softly as he walked towards her, his fingers brushing against her hair. "I brought some gifts home..."

Home. She was home.

#Muse | Rhysand

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shae-la-hyene · 2 years

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Top 10 best animated movies sad songs

I'm a hurt fan and I'll never pretend to be anything else.

Some moments or songs break your heart and that's why you love them. Because it slithered so deep into your heart you forgot if you allowed it.

Judged on 'it made me cry the first time I saw it' and 'I listen to it in a loop when I'm depressed' and 'fuck why can I relate so much ?'

10 Remember me

I generally don't like the most recent disneys. I hate the computer animation and would kill to have them go back to drawings. But Coco's emotional journey and message is pretty good. Remember me speaks of the deep rooted wish of humans to be remembered and leave a trace of themselves in the world. Be it to a lover, a child, a friend, they bed for that love not to disappear with them. It's the latest 'Goodbye my lover' or 'Someone like you' : the perfect song to play at a funeral, or when the pain of losing someone is so strong you can't breathe. Today we are separated, and I am so sorry for that. But my heart will continue reaching for you in the dark. Will yours do the same for me ?

What is grief if not love persevering, really ?

9 I'm still here

This one hit close to home, guys... I'm still here is heartbreaking. Remember being a neglected kid ? Remember all those years where the adults you were supposed to trust and respect just... let you down ? Remember every single time someone thought they knew everything there is to know about you, without ever caring to ask ? Remember being a teenager and struggling to believe there was a place, a tiny bit of room, somewhere, that would allow you to exist ? Not knowing who you wanted to be because you didn't believe anyone would ever be there to like whatever you could become ? Remember asking yourself if fighting all your life for a respect you know, deep down, you'll never get, is worth it ? Remember trying to love yourself while everybody was overlooking you or decided you were disappointing ? Remember looking at the entirety of the sky and realize that... it doesn't truly matter, that you don't truly matter anyway ? Remember seeing every perfect person around you getting praised for the littlest things when you never had the same chances to start with ?

Yep. This is it. It's hard to look to the future when the future looks like shit.

8 Someone's waiting for you

This song is maybe the first song I properly acknowledged as a sad song, when I was very very little and didn't know what emotions were.

It says 'this shall pass. I know today sucked. I know the world is against you. But eventually, it'll pass, and life will change because everything change all the time.' And I think I needed that often, in my childhood. When crying myself to sleep I tried to remember... life will go on and yes, today sucked and life sucks right now and you're sad and you're right to be sad and angry and feel empty and bitter. But eventually, life will change and eventually, even if life keep sucking in different ways, you will find someone who is willing to share it with you and it'll make it suck a little less.

When that come, another little one will be blue and you won't be able to do anything for them except telling them 'this shall pass, one day you'll have someone standing by your side to make you happy. Not today. But one day.'

7 Heaven's light

I know. Heaven's light is so full of hope and pure love and tenderness and happiness, why does it even belong in that list ? Well. Because Quasimodo always knew Heaven's light was never meant to be for him. That his face was too hideous. That Esmeralda was never going to love him back. He just allowed himself, for a second, the illusion that she cared for him. Being in love feels amazing, and he focuses on that, knowing the illusion would fall apart when he isn't loved back. Quasimodo's greatest tragedy was to be unloved, Heaven's light is him dreaming of having what everybody else seems to have, knowing well that this dreams would be crushed by the world the second he opened his eyes. I wish he was wrong...

6 Reflection

THE trans song. The dysphoria is strong in this one.

Not me listening to it obsessively before even realizing I'm queer and my family frowning because they didn't understand why I felt it so much. The same family that doesn't see anything wrong with the part they expect us to play, not understanding the deep uneasiness that goes with realizing you can never be someone they'll respect.

Molds and boxes and roles are so wrong, because you can never truly fit them. And, in all of that, not even thinking about everybody you disappointing by not being who you're supposed to be... There is the small matter of disappointing yourself by not being who you wish to be. Queer disney writers were good at making it all about queerness in ways that cishets can't even see, that's for sure.

5 Wherever you are

Genuinely heartbreaking. Because if Pooh is sad, the whole world is wrong of betraying him. He's lost, he's scared and alone and... He's on the edge of giving up and losing all hope and he needs you, where are you ? How dare you abandoning him ? Pooh is too precious and innocent for this to be even remotely okay. You can't break that pure a heart, that's the worse crime ever. Where are you ?

And yet every time I feel lost and lonely, and on the edge of losing hope, every time I wish my loved ones were there to reassure me and tell me what to do, I look at the sky and I think of Pooh that wanted to give up, dreaming and sending his love to the void. I listen to it, again and again, and I think of my loved ones who felt the same, and I try to hope again as I cry myself to sleep. In the french version, he doesn't address Christopher Robin. He addresses the moon and his lucky star, call them 'his lights of hope'. The sky is the full of the same stars we all wished to. Even if we don't always see them.

4 No way out

The cruel reality caught up with them both in that song. And no amount of regret and guilt could make it better. There is no way to soften the blow of telling a little kid that you killed his mother. There's no way to make it better, you just have to say it and know he's going to be shattered. Kinai is faced to the reality of his own actions and the consequences of them. Aware of the hurt and pain he created. He is finally realizing the bad choices he made and why they were wrong. He's finally learning the lesson the spirits were trying to teach him. You can't wipe out tears you caused. You can't bring back those you killed. And no matter how much you suffer from that reality, you are so so aware that it's so little compared to his. And it's all your fault. Growing up hurts. Especially like that.

3 Baby mine

There is no greater love than the one a mother can have for their child. There is no greater pain than when that love gets lost. And when Dumbo only sees the lullaby and the simple joy of being with his mother, cared for a loved, we can only see the bars keeping them apart. We only see his mother stealing a fragile moment to keep the pretense that she can protect her baby from the cruel world waiting for them both. A fleeting moment to pour all the love she has for her little baby in a song and a cuddle before parting, maybe forever. The love is overwhelming and immense but the cage is closed and the cruel people are already marching on them, and soon there won't be time for love anymore.

I love, baby, I wish I could have protected you more.

2 Sound the bugle

Almost made it to the first place, not gonna lie...

It's the song I keep in a loop for when I truly did give up and I'm just tired and don't want to keep going. It speaks of defeat, of being beaten up and finally admitting you weren't made to weather all of that because you weren't supposed to. The world wasn't supposed to be that cruel and you... couldn't fight it forever. It's a suicide song. The split moment when you just... give up. You want to leave, you want to stop existing, you give in. Being defeated by a cruel world leaves a hollow feeling in your chest, a deep sated bitterness that will never truly leave.

And even if you manage to find the strength to start fighting again... Well it won't erase the fact that you weren't supposed to have to fight that hard, ever.

Honorable mentions

When you believe, because it's half sad half hopeful. It had taken a hard fight, with a lot of sacrifices that will always sit in your heart. But, after so long fighting and suffering and ignoring the pain, you did it. You're free. It had an impossible cost, but you did win.

On my way, because it reads as a suicide song SO easily.

Do you wanna build a snowman : how many times, really, will you try something and hope for a different outcome, before finally giving up ?

Deliver us' lullaby : another mother seeing her baby leave, hoping for the best because there's nothing else to hang on to. Fleeting, foolish hope, because they know the world is cruel and they won't be able to protect their baby anymore. And still she loves, so still she hopes.

1 Not in Nottingham

The country style that all Robin Hood's songs is drenched in can't hide the fact that this is by far the saddest song of all animated movies. At least in my opinion but those posts are all about my opinion, aren't they ?

This song just... nails it. Stripped sadness to its barest bones. You wish to believe there is something you can do, but you know there's not. It's not even personal. It's just... how things are. And that's unfair, and you can't do anything about it, and it makes you so miserable and hopeless and exhausted. Why is that so ? Why is this situation so unfair and miserable and cruel ? Why couldn't you just be happy ? Why couldn't the world be fair ? Why is it always bad, why can't you have good things, sometimes ? Why ?

The world sucks and sometimes you're just... stuck somewhere where you know nothing good can happen.

The world sucks, especially in Nottingham.

Also see : Top ten Villain songs, Top ten sad songs, Top ten romantic songs, Top ten intros that slap, Top ten pretty songs, Top ten not-that-bad sequel, Top ten worse sequels, Top five terrifying villains

#disney #disney movies #disney songs #sad songs #to watch #msmojo #robin hood #spirit the stallion of the cimarron #brother bear #the prince of egypt #frozen #bambi #mulan #winnie the pooh #coco #the rescuers #the hunchback of notre dame #the treasure planet

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robininthelabyrinth · 3 years

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For a prompt, what if Wen Xu arrives to burn down the Cloud Recesses while everyone is studying there

Home Alone - ao3

“All right,” Wei Wuxian said, when Lan Qiren announced that the Cloud Recesses would be imminently under attack by Wen Xu and the Wen sect armies, the calm in his monotone voice belied by the wrinkle of concern in his forehead. “We’re going to make that bastard wish he’d never been born, right?”

He was speaking lightly, as he always did, trying to make those around him feel more comfortable, braver, less afraid – his was the language of confidence and arrogance, of never backing down, and he didn’t know how else to speak.

He didn’t mean anything in particular by it, or at least not more than he usually did.

He wasn’t expecting Lan Qiren to look at him and say, “If you have any ideas, now is the time to contribute them.”

“So what exactly do you do again?” Wei Wuxian asked, following the older Lan sect disciple around – at least, the man was dressed like a Lan sect disciple, and with a forehead ribbon suggesting that he shared blood with the main clan, too, but Wei Wuxian wasn’t so sure he really was one.

“I blow stuff up, usually,” Lan Yueheng said cheerfully.

That was why Wei Wuxian had doubts.

The man was practically skipping. There was no way he was a Lan.

“Shishu is an alchemist,” Lan Wangji said. His hands were folded behind his back, as always, and he looked tense as might be expected, what with an imminent attack on his home by a colossal army intent on ravaging and destroying everything in its path – but the way he looked at Lan Yueheng was unaccountably fond, as if he were someone he was close to. Wei Wuxian hadn’t known there was anyone other than Lan Qiren or Lan Xichen that Lan Wangji was close to. He was oddly jealous. “Not always successfully.”

“Hey, at blowing things up, I am the most successful!” Lan Yueheng grinned. A moment later, though, the grin faded, and he looked anxious. “Wangji, are you sure you won’t go with your brother?”

“Brother will protect the sect books,” Lan Wangji said solemnly. “I will stay here to defend the sect and the guest disciples.”

Wei Wuxian appreciated that, being one of said guest disciples.

Anyway, it made sense. Lan Qiren had seriously considered trying to send them away with Lan Xichen, saying that their lives were more important than some extra books – other Lan elders hadn’t necessarily agreed, judging by their expressions – but regretfully concluded that adding more people to Lan Xichen’s escape route would do nothing but reveal its existence, dooming all of them.

So they’d split up: Lan Xichen, heading out virtually alone with the most precious Lan sect books, and all the rest of them here to try to resist as much as they could – even Lan Wangji.

Lan Yueheng didn’t try to argue with Lan Wangji, only sighed, sounding as though he’d expected nothing less from him and had only felt the need to make a token protest before accepting it as inevitable. It seemed he really was close to Lan Wangji.

Yeah, Wei Wuxian was definitely jealous.

“All right, then,” Lan Yueheng said, shaking his head and resuming his cheer. “Blowing things up in self-defense plan it is! You’re both talented in music, right?”

“What does music have to do with explosions?” Wei Wuxian asked.

The answer, apparently, was a lot – at least when you were an experimental alchemist in a musically inclined sect and you’d developed a way to trigger explosions via certain combinations of musical notes.

“So, did you know that Teacher Lan was scary?” Wei Wuxian asked Jiang Cheng, who’d finally returned from helping get all the elderly and children and civilians to evacuate – and refusing to join them, of course, even though he was entitled to go in order to preserve his life, being the heir of a sect and all that, completely typical Jiang Cheng – and was now pacing around, eager for a fight.

“Just because he punished you a few times doesn’t make him scary,” Jiang Cheng said.

“No, it doesn’t,” Wei Wuxian agreed. “You know what does make him scary? Playing music that makes his opponents try to cut their own necks.”

“…what?”

“Apparently he gets really upset when you mess with his students,” Wei Wuxian said wisely.

Unlike Jiang Cheng, he’d had time to adjust to the concept of Lan Qiren being terrifying: they were on the fifth wave of scouts, and this set wasn’t doing any better than the first four, not even when they’d realized it would be better if they stopped their ears with wax before approaching.

That’d only made Lan Qiren shift tactics – and songs.

Some of which had an even wider area of impact.

“Wei Wuxian,” Jiang Cheng said, looking at him suspiciously. “What did you do?”

“I convinced Teacher Lan that guerrilla warfare that destroyed as much of the enemy as possible would be more effective than just trying to defend the sect’s territory, since that was clearly a lost cause,” Wei Wuxian said promptly. “He agreed, but said that he could only do so much since he wasn’t a very good sword fighter. And then I asked him if he knew anything else that could be used as an attack and he said ‘no’ and then he said ‘well, I suppose’ and then he listed off a few things that – according to him – aren’t meant to be used in warfare but, and this is a direct quote, ‘could be put to a destructive use if one so wished it’.”

“And we now ‘so wish it’?”

“Yup. Oh, and watch out for anything that has a Lan sect cloud with a three-looped circle carved into the side of it, and I do mean anything– those explode.”

“Of course they do.”

“Hey! For once it has nothing to do with me!”

“I thought you said he said he was bad at swordfighting,” Jiang Cheng said suspiciously.

Wei Wuxian held out his hands helplessly in a ‘don’t look at me’ gesture, trying to defend himself from a sharp and pointy elbow to the side while also not pulling his eyes away from the ongoing battlefield for even a single moment.

“Shufu considers himself to be of average skill at the sword,” Lan Wangji said in the peaceable tone of someone who had been taught the basics of swordfighting by the person in question. The basics of really awesome swordfighting. “His real strength is in music, as you’ve seen.”

“I get that, really, I do, his music is terrifying,” Wei Wuxian said, and meant it completely. Between the two, he’d rather go up against Lan Qiren with a sword, where he’d at least be able to make a decent showing of himself before getting chopped to bits by the man’s fluid and almost seemingly delicate style that was nevertheless highly effective at skewering Wen sect disciples left and right; it would be better than with music, where he might as well just cut his own throat or strangle himself with guqin strings now to save Lan Qiren’s fingers the trouble. “But Jiang Cheng’s still right, okay – why in the world does he consider that to be ‘average’? Who is he comparing himself to?”

Lan Wangji considered the question for a long moment, then finally said: “A statistical outlier.”

“I wish we had aerial attacks we could use against the Wen sect’s swords,” Wei Wuxian said wistfully, and next to him Jiang Cheng nodded with a sight of longing – it was so frustrating seeing more and more Wen sect soldiers arriving in groups, like flocks of birds that started to fill the skies because they couldn’t be so easily shot down. “But if we try anything, they’ll just shield against us.”

“Teacher Lan said we can’t use spiritual energy against them, since we’d lose,” Jiang Cheng said, and as much as they all regretted it, Lan Qiren was probably right: they might be better trained than the Wen sect soldiers, might be better cultivators and stronger in spiritual energy individually, but they were young and immature, and at a serious numerical disadvantage.

It would be far too easy for the flying cultivators to stop their flying just long enough to set up a defensive array, block whatever spiritual attack they sent out, and then keep going to find and stab them before they’d even recovered from the energy expenditure.

“I didn’t mean spiritual energy,” Wei Wuxian grumbled. “I just meant, you know, like the explosives we’ve laid in all over the ground – something like that. If we could attach those to something…”

“I don’t think we have anything that flies anyway,” Lan Yueheng said regretfully.

“You have lanterns, don’t you?” Nie Huaisang said, and everyone turned to look at him. “Fill them with something that explodes when disturbed and send them floating into the air. Better yet, write ‘peace’ on the side of them to make it look like you’re making some sort of meaningful gesture designed to shame them. The Wen sect won’t be able to resist kicking them aside as an insult, and that’ll trigger them.”

They all stared at him.

He shrugged.

“We have a lot of defenses set up against invasion, at home,” he said. “And not always the budget to pay for anything fancy, so we’ve come up with some slightly more unorthodox ideas, too.”

“It’s a really good idea,” Wei Wuxian said, suddenly focused on the hitherto ignored Nie Huaisang. Clearly he’d made a tactical error, thinking of himself as the only person who knew how to get up to tricks. “Do you have any other ideas like that?”

Nie Huaisang smiled.

“Teacher Lan, I have an idea,” Wei Wuxian said, inserting himself briefly into the clearing near the Lan sect gate where Lan Qiren was sitting to rest in preparation for the Wen sect’s next attack. “But you’re going to hate it.”

“You may proceed,” Lan Qiren said, not looking up.

“Wait,” Wei Wuxian said, blinking. “Really? You’re not even going to ask what it is? Or why you’d hate it so much?”

“There is no time for that,” Lan Qiren said, and finally spared him a glance. He looked tired. “Things will get worse very soon.”

“But we’re winning!”

“No,” Lan Qiren said, shaking out his fingers – even despite occasionally alternating to using the sword when necessary, he’d played his guqin to the point of drawing blood and breaking nails, and was continuing despite everyone pleading with him to stop and swap out for someone else for a while. He’d said that there was no one else on his level, and he was probably right, but still, surely, just for a little… “We are surviving. Do not mistake the two.”

“Okay, so,” Wei Wuxian said, rubbing his hands together. “Resentful energy –”

“No,” Lan Wangji said.

“Thanks,” Wei Wuxian said to Jin Zixuan, who’d probably just saved his life by stabbing a Wen sect cultivator in the back right before the man had been able to stop Wei Wuxian from activating another series of explosions. “I guess I owe you one?”

“Don’t mention it,” Jin Zixuan said. “How else can I help?”

“I don’t know,” Wei Wuxian said, scratching his head and thinking about Nie Huaisang as precedent. There wasn’t time for schoolyard rivalries right now. “Do you have anything really unexpected that could be used to hurt people? Be creative – they’re guarded against all the usual defenses, so the weirder the better, anything goes. I won’t judge.”

Jin Zixuan thought about it. “I’m pretty sure I have a drug that puts people to sleep?”

“…why do you have something like that?”

Jin Zixuna grimaced. “My father gave it to me along with another one that he said not to use in excess, though I don’t actually know what that one does because that was about when my mom ran in and started throwing things at him. I can’t throw it away because it was a gift from my father, but I put it as deep into my bags as I could so that I’d never have to see or touch it. Ever.”

Wei Wuxian’s nose wrinkled. He’d never before felt pity for Jin Zixuan, but having to put up with Jin Guangshan on a regular basis was pretty bad – much less owing him filial piety.

No wonder Jin Zixuan was so twitchy all the time.

“Okay, so one sleep drug and one…uh…”

“Enhancement. Presumably. Can we throw it at the other side? Maybe turn it into incense and make smoke-bombs or something?”

“You know what,” Wei Wuxian said. “Why not? If nothing else, it’d be distracting, right?”

“This doesn’t feel honorable,” Jiang Cheng said, watching the fun. They’d raided the Lan sect’s medicine cabinets and kitchens for other noxious and irritating substances that might make for good smoke-bombs – Jiang Cheng himself had even located a whole patch of something not unlike poison ivy that had been quickly repurposed for the cause. “Strictly speaking.”

“Honor’s overrated,” Wei Wuxian said. “Making the Wen bastards pay for attacking Lan Zhan’s home is what’s important.”

Lan Wangji didn’t smile, exactly, but Wei Wuxian took his expression as a win regardless.

It turned out that music could also make plants grow really fast.

According to Lan Qiren, the spell ruined the plants’ nutritional value and made them basically useless.

Well.

Useless if your goal was eating them, anyway.

(First they could grow under their enemies’ feet and attack them, roots and vines twining around them to strangle them, and then they could be used up in the smoke-bombs – two for the price of one!)

“Are you sure about not doing the whole resentful energy thing?”

“Wei Wuxian,” Jiang Cheng said. “No.”

“Hey, Wei-xiong, do you have or can you create any more papermen?” Jin Zixuan asked.

“Yes, sure, plenty,” Wei Wuxian said. He’d like to say that he’d known he’d one day need such a skill, and that that was why he’d learned the trick so thoroughly, but that was a complete lie. “Why?”

“Nie-xiong, Jiang-xiong and I are going to use them to make a shadow-play to lure a bunch of Wen sect cultivators into another plant-and-explosives trap.”

“…that’s amazing, Jin-xiong,” Wei Wuxian said, marveling. “How do you even think of that?”

“Even I get into trouble sometimes,” Jin Zixuan said, and was startled into an unexpected smile when Jiang Cheng punched his shoulder approvingly.

Wei Wuxian was actually having a pretty good time with it all right up until the main force of the Wen sect decided to ignore all their traps and charge straight towards the classroom they’d fallen back to using as a headquarters, and then suddenly he wasn’t having a good time at all.

“Run,” Lan Qiren said, and put down his guqin, drawing his sword once more.

“But we can fight!” Jiang Cheng argued.

“Run.”

“Shufu –”

“Run.”

They ran.

“If you don’t come out, I’m going to make him pay,” Wen Xu called.

His fingers were knotted in Lan Qiren’s hair, pulling their teacher’s head back to show how his face was covered in blood, how it was seeping out through his mouth and nose, how one of his eyes was badly bruised and swollen from having been beaten down by sheer force of numbers.

Lan Qiren had made them pay dearly for their efforts to bring him down –

But there were just so many of them.

“How dare he,” Jiang Cheng hissed. “He was once one of Teacher Lan’s students, too!”

Wei Wuxian was holding Lan Wangji back, but only barely; his fingers were starting to go numb from the sheer effort of it. If Jin Zixuan and Jiang Cheng weren’t there to help him hold him down, Lan Wangji would have already given away their position, rushing out to make some futile gesture in his overwhelming rage. Wei Wuxian was focusing with all his being on how much he had to stop Lan Wangji from doing something like that, because if he wasn’t, if he let himself think about anything else for even a single moment, he’d have also run out there, sword drawn, without so much as a care – he hadn’t realized he’d be so angry over it, so furious, so betrayed and horrified by Wen Xu’s cruelty.

Prior to today, he wouldn’t have said he even liked Lan Qiren!

“My students are not so foolish as to fall for so obvious a scheme as that,” Lan Qiren said, his tone as monotonous as it ever was during his lectures – for the briefest moment, Wei Wuxian felt that he was dreaming, that he had merely dreamt everything that had happened: surely it was still yesterday, with Lan Qiren standing tall, safe and healthy, at the front of the classroom, lecturing about one of the Lan sect rules…which one had it been? Shoulder the weight of morality? Have a strong will and anything can be achieved? Be mighty, and others will die for you?

Do not break faith?

Somehow, despite everything that had happened, Lan Qiren’s eyes curved ever so slightly.

“Present company excluded, of course.”

Wen Xu threw him down to the ground, mouth twisting and teeth gnashing with offended anger.

“Beat him,” he ordered his men. “Make it hurt. I want him screaming – let’s see how his precious students like that. Or maybe it’s just that they don’t care?”

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji said, eyes red with unshed tears and barely swallowed rage. “Tell me your idea about resentful energy.”

“Perhaps,” Lan Qiren said, then paused briefly to cough up some blood. His voice, when he resumed speaking, was hoarse. “Perhaps I should have reviewed your idea more closely when you first proposed it.”

“Possibly,” Wei Wuxian said, offering up some cloth to help wipe away the blood. Lan Wangji was busy bandaging his uncle’s injuries up, while Jiang Cheng, Jin Zixuan, and Nie Huaisang hovered by the door, only barely pretending to be keeping a lookout the way they were supposed to. “In my defense, I didn’t quite expect…that.”

Everyone politely did not ask him to elaborate.

The effects had been…well, it turned out using resentful energy the way Wei Wuxian had thought was possible, to say the least, and also that they’d taken down an awful lot of Wen sect soldiers in their defensive efforts.

“You will all have been affected by the resentful energy you used to summon the corpses,” Lan Qiren said. “Although the method you devised appears to avoid the most immediate consequences, which – let me remind you – include qi deviation and death in some instances, there is always the possibility that it has left traces of resentful energy within your meridians. If it is allowed to build up, it will escalate into a backlash that would rip your body and soul to pieces. There are spells and songs that can help clear your spirits and ease the effects.”

“Nie Huaisang has been playing some of them for us, since he can’t fight,” Lan Wangji said. “Nie sect ones – they’re…uh, not especially calming, more of a cleanse-by-force thing, but they seem to be working.”

Jiang Cheng nodded. “We’ll listen to any others that you’d like, Teacher Lan,” he said, anxious, and the rest of them nodded. “Just say which ones. If there’s any array or anything – or if you want us to write an essay about why using resentful energy is dangerous and wrong –”

Even Wei Wuxian nodded at that – even Nie Huaisang nodded, and he hated essays more than anything.

Lan Qiren huffed lightly. “Now you’re all so obedient.”

They all bowed their heads.

“…you did a good job,” Lan Qiren finally said, and they all looked up to stare at him. “You rescued me and repelled the Wen sect, however temporarily. Even though you used demonic cultivation, which is forbidden, you did not purposefully disturb graves, and you can make recompense to the spirits later. It was well done, and I thank you for it.”

He noticed that they were gaping and frowned at them.

“What have I taught you?” he scolded, and he sounded enough like he normally did that Wei Wuxian had the sudden urge to burst into totally inexplicable tears. “The preservation of human life is the priority, always. Why is this a surprise?”

“Shufu is right,” Lan Wangji said, and there was something of peace and calm in his eyes, the foundation of his world steady and unfaltering – he was almost glowing with it, satisfied and happy, and he was so utterly beautiful in Wei Wuxian’s eyes that it was almost blinding. “We acknowledge Teacher’s words.”

“We acknowledge Teacher’s words,” everyone else quickly agreed.

Lan Qiren shook his head, nodding in appreciation. “What is your next step now?” he asked. “The Wen sect was only repulsed, not defeated. They will not be gone long – they are already regrouping outside our gate, and this time they will be prepared for the effects of your demonic cultivation. In the end, they still have the advantage of numbers.”

“I don’t think we got as far as that in our plan,” Wei Wuxian said, rubbing the back of his head.

His thinking had mostly stopped at get Teacher Lan back and make them pay. He was pretty sure the same was true for Lan Wangji, and probably all the rest of the, too.

“Maybe you didn’t,” Nie Huaisang said with a sniff, and damnit, Wei Wuxian really needed to stop underestimating him just because he was a bad cultivator and a bit empty-headed. “I, on the other hand, sent a message back to my da-ge way back when this first started, and he should be here very soon with an army of his own.”

There were those in the Jiang sect that liked to mock the Nie sect as being unduly paranoid, always preparing for war and speaking grimly of its inevitability, always training their disciples and soldiers as if each one of them would need to fight five or ten of the enemy at once.

If Wei Wuxian ever met any of those people ever again, he was going to punch them in the face.

“Just be sure to get your sect ready when you get back,” Nie Mingjue advised them all grimly when it was all done and Wen Xu’s head was stuck on a pike at the entrance to the Cloud Recesses as a warning. The Nie sect’s forces were smaller than the Wen sect’s invasion force, but their people were better trained; even after flying all the way from Qinghe, they’d come down on the remaining invasion force like a hammer. “This isn’t over, not by a long shot.”

“We understand. There is still war to come.”

“Not just war, but uneven and unbalanced war, and not in our favor,” Nie Mingjue said heavily. “Understand that even with this loss, the forces of all the cultivation world put together can’t match up to the armies under Wen Ruohan’s command.”

“Actually,” Lan Qiren said, and gave all of his students a pointed look, probably on account of the fact that they all still owed him the essay they'd promised to write, “I think you’ll find that there’s something more that we can add…”

#mdzs #wei wuxian #lan qiren #lan wangji #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #jin zixuan #my fic #my fics #home alone

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mrs-gucci · 3 years

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Rough Around the Edges {Prince Kylo Ren x Reader}

author’s notes: hello, hello! taking a quick break from all the fourth of july stuff to submit this piece for this week’s writer wednesday :) thanks @autumnleaves1991-blog and @clydesducktape for organizing this wonderful weekly event!

this story takes place in a medieval AU and is lightly inspired by certain elements in “Beauty and the Beast”.

warnings: angst with a hopeful ending. partially unreciprocated feelings. arranged courtship. time period-authentic sexism (women are meant to please men and that’s all). there’s a kiss.

(possible) tw’s: arranged relationship. implied age gap (not specified, but everyone’s above age).

word count: a touch over 2k

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You sit in front of the mirror while Anna pulls your hair into a flattering updo. Your eyes begin to tear up at the painful sting of your hair being manipulated in such a forceful way, scalp throbbing with each of Anna’s harsh, calculated movements.

"Must you be so rough?”

She offers little empathy in her expression as she looks at you through the mirror’s reflection. “The Prince insisted that you wear your hair up tonight, madame. He was absolutely furious when you wore it down the last time, and I’m the one who had to stand there while he threw a tantrum over it.”

Your eyes roll, knowing all too well of your betrothed’s legendary fits of anger. He’s much too old to be doing such childish things, but god forbid you ever say that to him.

Anna finishes up with your hair, much to your relief, but now the real pain begins. You look over at the corset waiting on the bed and already, your ribcage aches.

“What, are you trying to turn it to stone?” She asks, and you shake your head. “Well, you’re certainly staring at it long enough. Come on now, stand up, we don’t have all afternoon.”

You sigh, rising up out of the chair and walking over to the bed where Anna’s standing, corset in-hand. She wraps it around your torso, pulling the laces impossibly tight over your ribs and stomach, caging them both within the garment.

After the corset is very securely tied, Anna grabs your dress and helps you step into the golden yellow skirt. She ties the top part with just as much aggression as she tied the corset, making simply breathing a painful process.

“Try to at least look like you don’t want to jump out of the East tower’s window.” Anna remarks as you scowl at your reflection in the mirror. “Have you ever considered smiling?”

“I have absolutely nothing to smile about.” You reply curtly, unamused by this conversation or her suggestions.

She sighs in defeat. “I’m only trying to help, madame. You need to learn how to be a princess, or at least try and act the part.”

“I’m not interested in being a princess, Anna. But, if you ever asked my opinion on the matter, then you’d already know that. Now please, I wish to be alone.”

Anna’s surprised at the hostile tone of your words, but she keeps her lips pursed, knowing she’s in no place to press the issue any further. She simply nods, backing out of the room, leaving you alone.

Your bottom lip begins to tremble as your vision blurs with tears, abruptly turning away from the mirror so that you don’t have to look at what you’ve been forced to become.

There’s nothing that you wish for more than to be free from this life, free to live the way you want to live instead of the one that was chosen for you to live. You loathe the mask you must wear, the painted face that looks back at you through the mirror.

But, you have no choice...you’ve never had a choice.

The palace is aglow this evening, thousands of candles burning and casting a warmer shade across the normally-bland ivory color. Your shoes clink on the marble flooring as you make your way to the front steps, looking over the railing at the grand room below.

Lords and ladies, princes and princesses are all arm-in-arm, walking through to the ballroom. Some have stopped to converse with each other, fake smiles plastered on their painted faces.

You huff to yourself as you reach the top of the staircase, and at the bottom, stands your betrothed. He looks up as you make your way down the stairs, a pleased smirk tugging at the corners of his lips with each step you take.

Kylo holds his hand out to you when you reach the bottom, guiding you down the final stair before looping his arm through yours. The two of you walk towards the ballroom, smiling and nodding politely at the other guests.

“You look nice.” His voice is flat, emotionless.

You huff in false amusement, physically having to prevent your eyes from rolling. “Am I supposed to thank you for saying that?”

"Ah, you’re learning.” He says, stopping to look down at you, fingers holding your chin and forcing you to look up at him while his eyes linger over your face. “Perhaps there’s hope for you yet, little dove.”

You yank your chin from his grip, snarling softly. “Don’t touch me.”

His hand suddenly comes up to wrap around your throat, teeth bared. “I can touch you however I please, young one. You’re mine, and you ought to learn your place.”

Once he feels you relax, feels you surrender under his touch, he lets go of your neck and continues walking as if nothing’s happened, dragging you along with him.

He wears you on his arm the whole evening as he talks to various noblemen and you just stand there, silent with a small smile, pretending like you don’t exist.

Then, the two of you take a seat at the big table with King Han and Queen Leia, beginning to feast on the royal spread. You barely eat, partially due to the fact that you’re afraid to bust the ties on your corset if your abdomen expands even a little bit too far, and Kylo seems to take notice.

“I promise I didn’t poison it.”

You look over at him with widened eyes. He simply smirks, laughing softly to himself.

“I’m only joking, little dove.”

You’re incredibly surprised, stunned into utter silence at the fact that he’s just joked with you. You'd been convinced up until this point that humor wasn’t a part of his emotional capabilities, that he was only capable of anger, hatred, and inflicting fear.

His hand hesitantly rests on top of yours, which makes you flinch. He looks conflicted in the moment, as if he’s deciding whether or not to be upset that you react this way to his touch.

“Why aren’t you eating? You need to eat.”

You look away, jaw clenching. “I know you don’t actually care why I’m not eating, Kylo. Plus, none of my answers will be good enough to please you, anyway.”

He stiffens, pulling his hand away immediately.

“Perhaps you’re right.”

Your eyebrows furrow at the tone of his voice. He almost sounds...upset. Not upset at you, though, upset at himself.

The rest of the time he’s silent, only glancing over at you occasionally. Dessert comes around and you don’t even touch it, simply sitting up straight with your hands in your lap.

Couples rise from their tables as the musicians begin to play an upbeat tempo, gathering on the ballroom floor. Kylo stands up next to you, holding out his hand without a word.

You rise from your chair and take his extended hand, allowing him to lead you out to the ballroom floor. Dancing was customary in Alderaan and was a very popular practice at gathering’s like this.

Kylo’s large hands drop to your waist as soon as you reach the floor and you reach up to rest your hands on his broad shoulders. The two of you sway in unison and make your way around the dance floor skillfully, gracefully.

After the song comes to an end and another slower one begins, the Prince tilts his head down to look at you. His face is stoic, unchanging, but there’s something different about this look. It’s not as harsh or as emotionless as it normally is; there’s a certain gentleness to it.

Your eyes keep his gaze, looking back up at him with a curious glint in your eyes, drinking in his up-close appearance for truly the first time since you’ve arrived in Alderaan. He’s intoxicatingly handsome, there’s no getting around that, but his personality and temper leave a lot to be desired.

Yet, despite his hostility and distaste for you, you still find yourself temporarily entranced by his presence, melting under his gaze. It’s in this moment that you catch a glimpse into your own psyche, recognizing the true source of your vehement hate and closed-off behavior towards him.

All of it is done out of a desire to hide your attraction to the man that you’ve tried so, so hard to dislike. There’s always been a small part of you that’s known this, but you figured that if you pushed it down long enough and acted otherwise, perhaps you’d eventually convince yourself otherwise. But, alas, those feelings of attraction have only grown and festered beneath the facade of hatred.

It is true, Kylo Ren is a moody, closed-off, hostile and frankly childish being, but you’re somehow able to look past that and see the diamond-in-the-rough quality to the young Prince. You know that somewhere, behind the stone wall he’s so clearly built up around himself, there’s a goodness to him. You’ve seen glimpses of it throughout the time you’ve known him, but he almost immediately shuts it down instead of letting it show further, a fact you find incredibly perplexing.

“Y/N?” His voice pulls you from your thoughts.

You snap from your temporary trance and shake your head. “Sorry, I was deep in thought.”

“I gathered.” He chuckles softly. “If I asked what it is you were thinking about, would you tell me the truth?”

“Probably not.”

He nods. “I appreciate your honesty.”

The two of you continue to move around the floor before the handsome Prince clears his throat, cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink.

“May I ask you a question, completely unrelated to my previous inquiry?”

You nod, and he swallows harshly.

“What is it about me that you loathe so much?”

Your stomach drops and you suddenly feel a touch of lightheadedness begin to pressurize within your skull. You’re frozen for a moment as you try to decide whether or not to tell him the truth.

“I don’t...why are you asking me such a thing? I know you don’t actually care about the answer.”

His jaw clenches and his grip suddenly tightens on your hips. “Why do you always insist that I don’t care?”

“Because I know you don’t, Kylo. At least, not truly.” You reply, squirming beneath his grip.

“W-Well, what if...” He huffs, looking away. “What if I do care? Or am at least trying to care?”

You’re genuinely surprised by his words, taken aback for a moment. This is a turn you certainly didn’t see coming...

“I find your ever-changing moods and stubbornness often makes you difficult to deal with. You never try, at least up until this point, to understand my feelings or show any sort of interest in getting to know me, which just makes me feel even more unwanted than I already do, and I--”

Before you can continue, you’re cut off by a sudden presence on your lips. It registers in your mind, then, that he’s kissing you. You stiffen, and he pulls away slowly, eyes staring into yours.

“You are not unwanted, Y/N.” He says, voice low. “Never...p-please never think that.”

Did he just say ‘please’? That’s almost the most shocking thing he’s said thus far.

“I don’t think you’re a bad person, Kylo. Just...a little rough around the edges.”

His entire demeanor shifts for a moment, and for a split second, you swear he looks happy; truly, genuinely happy. Perhaps a bit of relief was sprinkled in, too. He wears a small, barely-there smile as he continues to look down at you.

“I would like to try and change. We should at least try to get along, considering the fact that we’ll be wed soon. I know you don’t want to be here, but I’d like to at least try to make things a bit easier, h-however I can.”

You can’t stop the smile that quickly spreads across your face, delightfully pleased to hear these words. Your expression widens his smile ever so slightly.

“I think we can certainly give it a try.”

Kylo nods, a subtly optimistic expression etched on his features.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

#mrs-gucci #writer wednesday #mrs-gucci writes kylo ren #medieval au #medieval kylo #prince kylo ren #kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren angst #adcu #adcu community #adcu fanfiction #adcu fanfic #adam driver #adam driver character #adam driver angst #tw: implied age gap #arranged courtship

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hizashiiis · 3 years

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Bakusquad + “Why are you awake” Part Two

PART ONE HERE

So here’s part two! Fun fact, the song Jirou plays you in her part is actually a song I wrote! I didn’t include any of the lyrics though because its lowkey really cheesy :/

I hope you like this! This one is for Sero, Mina, and Jirou.

Warnings: insomnia, depression kinda

Sero Hanta

- Sero is very much a hypocrite when it comes to getting enough sleep

- He’s constantly up at all hours, even sending you random texts if he can’t sleep

- But when you aren’t going to bed at a normal time?

- He’s so sad

- He looks like you kicked his puppy and then him in rapid succession.

- It’s crazy because he seems to just instinctively know when you’re awake

- Like he bolts up in his bed all, “they ain’t in bed. I’m abt to beat some ass.”

- He’s never sure if he’s right though, so he texts you a meme he made specifically for you being up too late

- It’s probably really cheesy and outdated, but the effort is there

- If you respond to it (because you will) he knocks on the wall between your dorms and talks to you

- Often, you both just stay up like that

Sero’s body is awake before his mind, moving him to sit up in bed before he can think. He was having a really intense dream; something about talking mice. He didn’t mind it, but he woke up as if he’d had a nightmare.

Faintly, from the wall beside him, he can hear low music playing, but he can’t make out what song it is. It’s coming from your room, though, so he’s concerned.

The sky outside is dark, clouds drifting across his windowed view of the moon. It must be pretty late; all the noise is gone, leaving nothing but static air, and the music. He leans over his bed to look at the time on his phone. It’s around 2 am. The song you’re playing ends, and he recognizes the next one. It’s on your sad playlist.

He sends you the meme, as well as an invitation for a hug as soon as it’s morning. You respond almost instantly, assuring him that you’re fine, you just couldn’t sleep. But he knows you better than that.

Knocking on the wall between you, he hears the music stop suddenly. He calls out to your wall.

“Mi amor? What’s keeping you awake?” He’s met with silence for a moment before your shaky voice responds.

“I’m okay. I just kinda got hit with some sad, y’know?” He does know. He knows that this happens sometimes. It happens to him, too. But he hates hearing your voice sound so lost. You almost sound hopeless, and he can’t bear it.

“I understand.” He places his hand up to the wall, wishing he could hold you. Unfortunately, you had both been told off by Iida for sleeping in each other’s rooms more than enough times lately, so he couldn’t just go see you. He opts instead for hugging a stuffed giraffe you had gotten him after the Sports Festival.

“Do you want me to distract you, or do you want to talk about it?” He asks, stroking the giraffe’s head as if it’s your hair, not knowing that on the other side of the wall, you’re holding a stuffed lion the same way.

“Distract me?” Your voice comes out only just loud enough for him to hear you, but he understands. He begins to tell you a story. He’s told it before. It’s about a great hero, one who fights crime valiantly, and his partner, also a fantastic hero. He ad-libs parts of it, making pretend villains say silly slogans, and recounting how the heroes save the day.

As he reaches the end, he hears you giggle a bit. “Oh? Did it work? Are you smiling over there, my sweet?” He calls to you, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“A little bit.” You respond, playing with your stuffed animal. “If you keep talking, maybe I’ll even smile more.”

He laughs, eyes bleary with sleep, but happy to talk to you the whole night.

Mina Ashido

- Honestly, she’s no better than you about staying awake

- She tries to sleep, but her thoughts are always racing

- Sometimes it’s thoughts of you, sometimes of new things she wants to try in training, or things she wants to see if she can convince her friends to do

- But she wants you to get adequate rest, even if it’s hard for her to do the same

- She used to get told off for sneaking to your room every night, but then Momo and Iida saw how much better you were performing in school on the days after she’d been there, and they started letting it slide

- It’s nicer for her, too, because she has someone to ramble to as the two of you fall asleep

Mina skipped down the hallway toward your room. It was a bit past midnight, and usually, you would be asleep by this time. It was well past lights out, and classes had run long that day, not to mention the endless exams that were happening at UA right now. So when she reached your door, she was surprised to find you watching a movie on your phone instead of snoring.

“Hey bug! Why are you still up, don’t you know what time it is?” She says, throwing a grin your way as she puts her blanket down next to you.

You shrug, yawning. “I could ask you the same thing, love.” She pouts at that, tossing her arm around your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your temple.

She watches you watching your show for a few minutes before saying anything. It looks good, she supposes, but she has a better idea of what to watch. “Scoot over.” She pushes you lightly, giggling as you scrunch to the side to give her more room. “Do you wanna watch something with me?” She asks, holding up her phone.

You look at her for a moment. “That is what we are currently doing, is it not?” You hold up your phone in return, showing her the paused screen.

“But I have a better movie!” She insists, unlocking her screen and shoving it above yours so that you can see her pick. She’s right, it is a better movie. You guys have watched the entire Studio Ghibli filmography, but even you know that her favorite, “When Marnie was There,” is the better option at this particular moment.

You toss your phone to the side, pulling her in to lay next to you. “Fair enough, bubs, I guess yours is better.” You feign reluctance, watching her excitedly press play and tuck the blanket in around the both of you. Her arm curls tighter around your shoulders, and she giggles as the opening credits start.

“Hey Minari?” You use her favorite nickname, looking at her through hooded, sleepy eyes. She hums in response. “Why is this one your favorite?”

Hearing the question, she pauses the movie, turning to look right at you. She’s quiet for a moment, thinking about her answer. “I guess because they remind me of us! Like I’m Marnie, and you’re Anna, and we’re having this great adventure together!” You feel your face heat at her words, thinking about the movie more critically now. Mina continues, “It’s like…” she pauses, finding the right words. “Like Anna is learning how her friendship with Marnie can make her feel more right, as a person. And I feel like that about you!”

You’re tearing up now, unsure how to respond. Mina is so many things, and being with you is that important to her? It’s a new feeling, but certainly a welcome one. You pull her down, giving her a kiss. And then another kiss. And one on her nose.

“Press play, Mina.”

Kyoka Jirou

- Lol u think she sleeps?

- She does, but not at night

- Were it not for classes, Jirou would be essentially nocturnal

- So you try to remind her to go to sleep

- Sometimes you’ll walk past her dorm at night, and you hear her guitar, softly playing her favorite songs

- Before you got together, sometimes you would sit outside her door and listen to her play

- Not in a creepy way, there’s just a little common area right outside her room and you like took a book there, you weren’t like ooh it’s late i think i’ll sit outside someone’s room and listen to them

- You aren’t Mineta.

- But anyway

- Now that you are together, Jirou thinks it’s really sweet that you listen to her play

- Sometimes she leaves her door cracked open so you can come in

It’s 4 o’clock in the morning, and the light is on in Jirou’s room. You had come out to go to the bathroom, but you noticed her guitar, and decided to stay. The soft strumming is pretty, and you’re glad to be one of the few people allowed to hear it.

Opening Jirou’s door just a bit more, you nod toward her desk chair in a silent question. She nods, so you go sit down.

She’s playing a song you don’t recognize, and the lyrics are sad. Even still, it’s beautiful, and your eyes seem to naturally close, taking in the melody of her voice. She used to tell you her voice wasn’t anything special, but she seems content now to let you listen.

The guitar resonates with the last few chords, and the ending note is held for three beats. When she’s finished, Jirou opens her eyes and looks at you, waiting for your thoughts.

“It was beautiful. Did you write that?” You ask her, your hands fidgeting with the urge to hold her own. She nods, but doesn’t say anything.

You don’t acknowledge the sad theme of the song. She’s told you before that sometimes sad songs are easier than happy ones. That the melody is clearer. You don’t mind. All her songs are beautiful, and they reflect her in them, and isn’t that what makes a piece of art?

“I have another one, if you’d like to hear it?” She looks nervous; something you never see on her.

“I’d love to!” Your exclamation seems to snap her out of the anxiety in her eyes, which narrow a little.

“Just…” She starts, looking away from you to adjust the capo on her instrument. “Don’t freak out, okay?”

Confused, you nod, and she starts playing.

The song starts out with a few chords repeating in a loop, and then she begins to sing. The lyrics are confusing to you at first, and you still aren’t sure why she’s told you not to freak out. But then she gets to the chorus, and it begins to make more sense.

Lyrics, in essence, are a poem, and this one is a love poem. Her thoughts, written out, are so sweet and loving, that you’re sure you don’t know what to think. She sings elegantly, like someone who’s never known how to dance, and yet is waltzing perfectly across a shining floor.

She finishes the song with a declaration of loyalty, and you realize your eyes are watering. She looks at you, waiting for your thoughts.

You say nothing. You don’t know how to say anything, so you stand, cross to her, and pull her into a hug. She’s not usually one for physical touch, but she holds you tightly.

“It’s about me, right?” You laugh, leaving a kiss on her calloused fingers. She rolls her eyes.

“Obviously.”

She smiles at you, pulling you to lay on her bed as she puts her guitar in its case, taking the capo off the strings. “You should sleep. It’s like, morning now.”

“You should too.” You retort, still holding her hand.

“No.”

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