#hate that when i Really love something i become too much of a perfectionist to create something related or based on it..

[picspammer]

Now I know that I can't make you stay But where's your heart?

Happy anniversary to Famous Last Words, released on this day in 2007

[woniedarlin]

Love at First Bite

Pairing: Chef! Jay x Food Lover! Reader

Synopsis: Jay, a perfectionist chef, has no time for distractions, so when an ordinary guest like you barges into his world, eating like it’s your last meal, he becomes irritated. What starts as irritation turns into late-night kitchen encounters, and moments that leave Jay wondering if it was just the food or you all along.

Author's Note: Yes, I watched Attack on Titan. The idea was random because I suddenly thought of Sasha and Niccolo. And then I thought of Jay. So I put two and two together, and voilà! Most of my works are about Jungwon, but I also wanted to start writing about other members—so I started this. Happy reading!

Warnings: This story is a fun, lighthearted take on a food-loving character. No harmful eating behaviors are intended. It also contains moments of class-based prejudice.

Permanent tag list: @sol3chu @chlorinecake @13tter @jung1w0n @layzfy

Heavily based on Sasha and Niccolo from Attack on Titan.

The rich smell of seared meat and herbs drifted through the grand dining hall of Luminara, the finest restaurant in Korea. The chandeliers lit up, and the voices of high-class guests were heard. Jay stood behind the counter with his arms crossed, looking closely at the dishes before him. Each plate he sent out was a piece of art made with care and pride. He had spent years refining his craft, serving only the most elite patrons who understood fine dining. He didn’t cook for just anyone. Only those who could appreciate the delicate balance of flavors and the effort behind every carefully plated meal.

"Jay," the owner of Luminara approached him with a smile. “Tonight, we’re inviting a few special guests. Not our usual clientele, but a few people outside this city are getting a taste of real luxury."

Jay frowned and set down his utensils. "You’re letting outsiders in? What’s the point? This place was built on exclusivity."

The owner chuckled at Jay’s apparent irritation. "To remind ourselves what food is really about. You’ll see."

Jay scoffed. He didn’t cook for people who wolfed down meals without appreciating the craftsmanship behind them. He cooked for those who knew how to savor every bite, who understood the layers of flavors and the artistry in each presentation. The thought of common diners stuffing their faces without a second thought made his blood boil. But the decision wasn’t his, and as much as he hated it, he had no choice but to comply.

As the evening went on, the dining hall changed. Louder and rougher conversations replaced the usual calm atmosphere. The guests that gathered had a different energy. They weren’t dressed in tailored suits or designer gowns. They were ordinary people, eyes wide as they took in the grandeur of Luminara. Some gawked at the lavish decor, while others whispered excitedly, clearly unfamiliar with such luxury.

Jay watched with narrowed eyes as the servers hesitated before placing dishes in front of these new guests. He clenched his jaw as laughter echoed from a table near the center, a sound far too carefree for his liking. His gaze zeroed in on one particular diner who was already making an impression…and not in a good way.

You were excited and couldn’t sit still as you looked at the menu. When the server brought a basket of fresh bread, you eagerly dug in, enjoying the soft, warm rolls as if you hadn’t eaten in days. Jay noticed your lack of grace and restraint

This was pure indulgence.

"Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath while shaking his head.

Then came the main course: a perfectly cooked steak, truffle-infused mashed potatoes, and a delicate garnish. As soon as it was set in front of you, you dug in without waiting. Your fork and knife moved quickly, and you ate before the server left. Jay frowned when he saw this. This was precisely what he had worried about. His food was being consumed without any appreciation.

But then, something unexpected happened. You stopped eating, and your face changed into something gentler. Tears filled your eyes as you softly said, "This is the best thing I've ever eaten."

Jay felt embarrassed and looked away, frowning. "What an idiot," he said quietly.

For the first time, someone had shown pure joy from his food.

Sitting next to you, your friends exchanged looks as they watched you joyfully eat bite after bite, with tears still shining in your eyes. "Slow down!" one of them urged. "You're going to choke if you keep eating like that!"

You barely acknowledged them, too overwhelmed by the flavors dancing on your tongue. Between mouthfuls, you managed to blurt out, "This is—so—good!" before hastily swallowing and turning toward the kitchen. "Chef!" you called out with gratitude. "Thank you! This is the best meal I've ever had!"

Jay, observing the scene from afar, stiffened at the sudden attention. His ears burned red. "There's more food," he snapped. "Stop crying over one dish." His flustered expression only deepened when you eagerly nodded, grabbing your utensils to continue devouring your meal.

Despite his grumbling, Jay found himself sneaking another glance at you. Something about how you appreciated his cooking….so openly and genuinely…affected him deeply.

The restaurant remained open for drinks and light conversation as the night wore on. The kitchen, however, had officially closed. Jay retreated to his station, cleaning up and ensuring everything was in order before heading out for the night. The owner was still entertaining the guests, their laughter filling the otherwise quiet space.

But then, a sound of soft footsteps on the tile.

Jay narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t alone.

Peeking around the corner, he spotted you crouched near the counter, eyeing a tray of leftovers. Your fingers twitched as you reached for a piece of untouched steak. Before you could bite it entirely, however—

"What the hell are you doing?"

You froze mid-bite, eyes wide, as you turned toward Jay. His arms were crossed, and his face had an unimpressed scowl, but the slight furrow in his brows betrayed his disbelief.

"Uh… late-night snack?" you offered sheepishly while the stolen food was still halfway to your mouth.

Jay let out a sharp sigh and rubbed his temples. "Unbelievable. Don’t you have no shame?"

"I do!" you protested. "But look at this! It’s a crime to let food this good go to waste!"

Jay opened his mouth to argue, but then he noticed how you looked at the food, like it was some treasure. That same unfiltered joy from earlier still sparkled in your eyes, and damn it, it made something in him falter.

"Tch," he muttered. "Please… sit down properly if you’re going to eat."

Your face lit up. "Really? You’re letting me?"

"I didn't say that! Just—" He groaned. "don’t make a mess."

You grinned, eagerly settling into one of the kitchen stools. As you took your first bite, humming in delight, Jay crossed his arms and leaned against the counter, watching you.

"By the way, I’m y/n!" you said brightly as you extended your free hand while holding a piece of steak in the other. "Nice to meet you, Chef grumpy!"

Jay scoffed but hesitated before shaking your hand. "Jay."

You smiled and chewed happily. "You know, you’re talented. I think you might be the best chef in the whole world."

Jay’s face turned red. "Shut up and eat."

♟️

Weeks had passed since the night Jay caught you sneaking into the kitchen, and somehow, your presence had become a constant in his life. You weren’t just another guest the restaurant had invited once, and you kept returning. Sometimes, it was with the same group of people who had been asked that first night. Other times, it was just you, sitting at a table near the kitchen, peeking inside whenever you thought no one was looking.

Jay had no idea why the owner let you roam around so freely, but somehow, he always ended up dealing with you. At first, he acted indifferent, telling himself he didn’t care. But over time, he found himself watching how your eyes lit up at the sight of food, how you would hum in satisfaction after the first bite.

Tonight was no different. The dinner had ended, and the kitchen had closed, but the restaurant remained open while the owner entertained the guests. You, as usual, had eaten to your heart’s content…or so it seemed…until you suddenly groaned.

“I’m still hungry.”

Your friends turned to you in horror. “You just ate a five-course meal!” one of them whispered sharply. “Stop embarrassing yourself.”

“But I’m seriously still hungry,” you whined and pouted. “It’s not my fault everything was so good! I could eat forever.”

Cleaning up near the kitchen entrance, Jay overheard your complaint and sighed heavily. He really shouldn’t care. He really shouldn’t.

Yet, before stopping, he muttered, “Wait here.”

A few moments later, he returned, placing a plate before you. It wasn’t on the menu, just something he had made earlier and hadn’t used. “Eat this,” he said. “It was going to be wasted anyway.”

Your eyes widened as your eyes lightened up instantly. “For me? Really?” Without hesitation, you dug in, humming happily after the first bite. “Ah, Jay, you’re seriously a genius! This is amazing!”

Jay cleared his throat as a faint pink dusted his ears. “Whatever. Just don’t complain about being hungry anymore.”

Your friends exchanged knowing looks while you, completely oblivious, happily continued eating. Jay wasn’t sure what was more frustrating,

How you ate so eagerly, or how he wanted to see that reaction again.

♟️

Time had passed, and somehow, you were still here.

Jay wasn’t sure when it had happened, but at some point, he stopped questioning why you kept showing up at the restaurant. It had become typical to see you hovering near the kitchen, making excuses to talk to him, sneaking bites of food whenever you thought he wasn’t looking.

At first, he was irritated. You were loud and shameless and had no concept of acceptable dining etiquette. But then, something changed…

Maybe it was how you reacted to his food as if every bite was the best thing you’d ever tasted. Perhaps it was how you always showed up with the same bright energy, never letting his cold demeanor push you away. Or maybe it was because, without realizing it, you had started learning more about him.

You knew that Jay had been cooking since childhood, that his parents expected him to be the best, and that he had spent years perfecting his skills. You knew he barely had time for himself, rarely ever sat down to eat his dishes, and hated when people wasted food. “You never actually enjoy your cooking, do you?” you asked one evening, watching as he wiped down the counters after a long shift.

Jay barely glanced at you. “I taste everything I make.”

“That’s not the same,” you argued. “Tasting and enjoying are two different things.”

He scoffed. “Not for me.”

You rested your chin on the counter while watching him work. “You know, I think I’m starting to understand you.”

He shot you a skeptical look. “Oh yeah?”

You nodded. “You act like cooking is just a job, but deep down, it’s more than that. You want people to appreciate your food but pretend not to care. You act like you’re all serious and professional, but you secretly have a soft spot for people who genuinely enjoy eating.”

Jay stilled for a moment, “Shut up.”

You grinned. “See? You’re blushing. I noticed it whenever your ears redden.”

“I’m not,” he grumbled and turned his back to you.

But he didn’t tell you to leave.

And when he caught you stealing a bite from a leftover dish, he sighed and slid the entire plate toward you instead of scolding you.

♟️

The restaurant was packed days later, filled with the city’s most elite customers. You sat at your usual spot, enjoying a simple dish Jay had grudgingly given you when the sound of elegant laughter caught your attention. At the entrance, a woman stepped in. A textbook definition of perfection. She was tall and graceful, dressed in a designer outfit that screamed wealth, and walked with the confidence that made people turn their heads.

You hadn’t thought much of it until you saw her walk straight to Jay.

She leaned in slightly as she spoke. Jay didn’t react much but didn’t brush her off either. Instead, he listened, nodding occasionally as she continued talking.

You felt so different…

You had never thought about it before, but seeing someone so poised, so naturally fitting into Jay’s world, made you feel… small like you didn’t belong here.

You stared down at your plate and suddenly lost your appetite.

“What are you doing here?” A sharp voice cut through your thoughts.

You looked up to see a wealthy-looking man sitting at a nearby table. His eyes narrowed in distaste as he glanced at your plate.

“I—uh, eating?” you answered, confused by his hostility.

He scoffed. “Do you even belong in a place like this? The owner lets anyone in these days.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks as embarrassment flooded through you. You weren’t dressed in designer clothes, you didn’t have the same effortless elegance as the other guests, and you certainly didn’t carry yourself like someone who belonged in a fine-dining restaurant.

Maybe he was right.

Maybe you were just a joke here.

And for the first time, you pushed your plate away. You suddenly didn’t feel so hungry anymore.

But before you could get up, a familiar voice interrupted.

“If you have a problem, take it somewhere else.”

Jay’s voice was colder than you’d ever heard it.

The rude customer was startled by his tone. “Excuse me?”

Jay didn’t back down. “They’re a guest here. If you don’t like it, feel free to leave.”

The entire table fell silent. Even the elegant woman Jay had been talking to earlier turned to watch the scene unfold.

Your heart pounded. You had never expected him to defend you.

The rude customer scoffed, muttering something under his breath before turning away.

You looked up at Jay, who still had that unreadable expression. But instead of saying anything, he picked up your untouched plate and placed it back in front of you.

“Eat.” His voice was quieter this time.

You hesitated. “But—”

“You like food, don’t you?” he muttered, “Don’t waste it just because of some idiot.”

Your chest tightened.

For the first time, Jay wasn’t just tolerating your presence. He was defending it.

♟️

The night air was cool as you stepped out of the restaurant. You were still feeling a little shaken from earlier. You weren’t sure why the customer’s words had gotten to you so much. Maybe it was because, deep down, you had already felt like you didn’t belong.

You sighed, hugging your arms as you stared at the street. It was late, and you’d have to catch a bus home.

“Let’s go.”

You turned at Jay’s voice, surprised to see him standing beside you with car keys.

“Huh?”

He looked uncomfortable. “I’ll drive you home.”

You blinked. “Why?”

Jay scoffed. “Do you always question free rides?”

“Well, yeah. Especially from you.”

His jaw clenched. “It’s late. I’m not letting you take the bus alone.”

You stared at him for a moment, trying to figure him out. This was the same Jay who had barely tolerated your presence when you first met. And now he was offering to take you home?

A slow smile crept onto your lips. “Jay, are you being nice to me?”

His ears immediately turned red. “Get in the car before I change my mind.”

Giggling, you hopped into the passenger seat.

The drive was quiet at first. Jay kept his eyes on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel. You, on the other hand, kept sneaking glances at him. “You know,” you said, breaking the silence, “I think I like this side of you.”

He scoffed. “What side?”

“The side that cares.”

Jay clicked his tongue and shook his head. “I don’t care.”

“Mm-hmm. Sure.”

He exhaled sharply. “You’re annoying.”

“And you’re blushing.”

“I’m not—” He groaned, “I should’ve let you take the bus.”

You laughed, feeling lighter than you had all night. Maybe you didn’t fit into the world of fine dining and expensive lifestyles, but Jay was letting you into his for some reason.

And for now, that was enough.

The car slowed to a stop in front of your place. You unbuckled your seatbelt, stretching slightly before turning to Jay with a grin.

“Thanks for the ride, chef.”

Jay rolled his eyes. “Don’t call me that.”

You giggled. “Okay, okay. Thanks, Jay.”

He didn’t respond. Typical.

You opened the door but hesitated before stepping out. Maybe it was because Jay, despite all his grumbling, had gone out of his way to make sure you got home safely. Before you could overthink it, you leaned over and quickly kissed his cheek.

Jay froze.

You pulled back, biting back a laugh at how his entire body tensed up.

“Goodnight, Jay!” you chirped, hopping out of the car before he could react.

Jay remained in the driver’s seat and did not move for five minutes.

Then, slowly, his head dropped forward, pressing against his hand, while the other remained tightly gripping the steering wheel. Completely flustered.

♟️

The kitchen was silent. It was tense, almost cinematic kind, where something big was about to happen. You stood in the middle of the restaurant’s empty kitchen. You looked determined. The lighting overhead made dramatic shadows across your face. In one hand, you gripped a whisk like a weapon; in the other, a wooden spoon rested firmly against your palm.

Jay, dressed in casual clothes for once, an oversized hoodie and joggers, stood by the doorway watching you with the most unimpressed expression.

“…What are you doing?” he asked flatly.

You took a slow breath. Then, with all the seriousness of a battle-hardened warrior, you said:

“Let’s go.”

Jay blinked. “Go where?”

“To war.” You turned and grabbed an apron, tying it around your waist swiftly. “Tonight, I become a chef.”

Jay groaned as he was dragging a hand down his face. “Oh my god. No.”

“Yes.” You opened the fridge with purpose. Your eyes scan its contents. “I will cook. And you will teach me.”

“I never agreed to this.”

You turned to him. “You are my mentor. My guide. My—”

“I literally never agreed to this,” he repeated, but you were already gathering ingredients, your mind was set.

Jay sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. He should’ve just walked out, gone home, and left you to whatever chaos you were about to cause. But instead, he leaned against the counter and muttered, “Fine. But don’t start crying when you ruin something.”

You grinned. “I would never.”

Fifteen minutes in, you were a wreck.

Tears streamed down your face as you aggressively rubbed your eyes with the back of your hand. You were sniffling so hard.

Jay squinted at you. “…Are you crying?”

You sniffled. “No.”

“You are.”

“It’s just—” You wiped your sleeve across your face, only to wince when the burning worsened. “Why do my eyes feel like they’re on fire?!”

Jay blinked. Then, very slowly, he pointed at the cutting board. “You do know onions make you cry, right?”

You stared at him while mouth slightly open. Then, in pure confusion, you looked down at your hands.

“…Wait.” You squinted. “Is that why?”

Jay’s jaw dropped. “You—you didn’t know?!”

You gasped. “I thought my body was just rejecting cooking!”

Jay dragged a hand down his face. “Oh my god.”

Still wholly clueless, you kept rubbing at your eyes…

with the same onion-covered hands.

Immediately, you let out a strangled noise. “WHY IS IT GETTING WORSE?!”

Jay smacked his forehead. “Stop rubbing your eyes!”

“But they sting!”

“BECAUSE YOU’RE RUBBING ONION JUICE ALL OVER THEM!”

The realization finally hit you. You froze, hands still pressed against your face.

“…Oh.”

There was a pause. Then, Jay let out a soft, breathy laugh, barely audible at first, like he wasn’t even aware he was doing it. He pressed a hand against his lips. You could see his shoulders shaking slightly. The sound wasn’t mocking or loud… it was quiet, amused, genuine.

You frowned. “Are you laughing?”

Jay exhaled, looking down for a second before meeting your gaze again. “No.”

“You so are.”

Jay let out another chuckle before reaching for your wrist. “Come here.”

He guided you toward the sink, turning on the faucet. He didn’t say much, gently nudging your hands under the running water to help you rinse them off. His touch was careful.

“…You laughed,” you mumbled while watching him out of the corner of your eye.

Jay huffed softly and shook his head as he grabbed a towel to dry his hands. “Maybe.”

You stared at him. “You never laugh.”

Jay glanced at you, then looked away as he wiped his hands. “Guess you’re just that ridiculous.”

You pouted. “Hey—”

Before you could finish, he flicked a drop of water at your face, his smirk widening slightly.

For some reason, your face suddenly felt warmer than before.

♟️

You were stirring the sauce as brows furrowed in concentration. Jay stood beside you,

“Not bad,” he murmured, peering over your shoulder.

You perked up. “Really?”

“Mhm.” Jay reached over, his hand brushing against yours as he adjusted your grip on the spoon. “But you’re stirring too aggressively. It’s sauce, not a workout.”

You rolled your eyes but followed his guidance, stirring slower.

Silence settled between you, but it wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable. The only sounds were the pot's gentle bubbling and the occasional spoon scrape against the pan.

Then, suddenly—

“Jay.”

He hummed.

You turned your head slightly, only to realize how close he was. His face was just inches away. You could see the sharpness of his jaw and the slight curve of his lips.

Your heart stuttered.

“…You have flour on your cheek.”

Jay blinked. “What?”

You grinned. Before he could react, you reached up, swiping your thumb against his cheek. “There.”

Jay stiffened. His eyes flickered to yours, and neither moved for a second. He didn’t pull away. If anything, he leaned in, his eyes dropping to your lips for the briefest moment before going back up.

It happened so quickly and naturally that you almost didn’t process it.

A soft press of lips.

Warm. Gentle. Just a second, maybe two…barely enough time for your brain to catch up.

Then Jay pulled back,

You blinked.

He blinked.

Then, instead of scrambling for words or looking away, Jay exhaled softly. A small smile, barely there but real…tugged at his lips as he tilted his head slightly.

“Oh…” he murmured. His eyes softened as he looked at you. “What would I do if I never met you?”

For once, you had no words.

And Jay… Jay just kept smiling.

♟️

You both sat at the kitchen counter, and the freshly cooked meal was between you. For once, it wasn’t just Jay’s cooking. It was something both of you had made together. Jay picked up a spoon and scooped up a bit of the dish. You watched as he took the first bite,

Your fingers fidgeted slightly against your lap. “…So?”

Jay chewed slowly, eyes narrowing as if analyzing every flavor and texture. You swore he was dragging this out on purpose.

Then, after what felt like forever, he exhaled softly. “It’s… not bad.”

You gasped. “Not bad? Jay, that’s practically a Michelin-star review coming from you!”

His lips twitched. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.” Then, without hesitation, he scooped up another bite and held the spoon out toward you.

Your eyes widened slightly. “Oh, you don’t have to—”

“Just eat.”

Not one to refuse food, you quickly leaned forward, taking a bite.

The moment the flavors hit your tongue, your eyes lit up. “Oh my god—” You barely even finished chewing before eating at your usual speed before reaching for another bite.

Jay raised an eyebrow. “Hey. Slow down.”

You barely heard him, too caught up in how delicious it was. “I can’t! It’s so good!”

Jay sighed, shaking his head, but his expression had no real annoyance. It's something softer. Fond.

“…You’re one of a kind” he murmured, more to himself than to you.

You grinned at him while still chewing.

His ears turned slightly pink, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he chuckled and reached over, ruffling your hair gently before pulling his hand away. He shook his head. “Finish your food.”

And so you did.

♟️

Since that night in the kitchen, things between you and Jay had felt… different. Not in a bad way. Just softer. Warmer. He wasn’t as quick to roll his eyes at you anymore, and sometimes, you caught him watching you for no reason.

Today, the two of you had decided to hang out outside of the restaurant, outside of work. It was nothing extravagant, just a simple walk through a quiet part of the city, stopping by different food stalls because you couldn’t eat while out. As you happily munched on some street food, Jay suddenly cleared his throat beside you.

You glanced at him. “What’s up?”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a small box, and handed it to you.

“Huh? What’s this?” you said, confused, while accepting the box.

“Just open it.”

You gave him a suspicious look but did as told, flipping open the box. Inside sat a small but delicate pastry. Something handcrafted, topped with intricate chocolate lettering that read:

“I love you. Will you be my girlfriend?”

You stared at it. Then at him. Then, back at the pastry.

Silence.

And then—

You burst out laughing.

Jay’s face turned red in an instant. “Why are you laughing?”

You clutched your stomach, still laughing between breaths. “Because! This is so you! Instead of just saying it, you baked the question?”

Jay groaned and rubbed his face. “I knew you’d react like this.”

Still grinning, you looked at him. “Of course, I’ll be your girlfriend, chef.”

Jay exhaled, his shoulders relaxing because he had been holding his breath the whole time. But then, he quickly narrowed his eyes at you. “You still have to eat that, you know.”

You picked up the pastry with a smirk. “Obviously.”

And with that, you took a big bite,

Answering him in the best way you knew how.

♟️

The kitchen was alive with movement. The clang of pots and pans echoed against the walls as chefs moved swiftly to prepare for one of the year's most meaningful events. Jay stood at the center, commanding the room with his sharp gaze and precise instructions. “Keep the plating clean. We need consistency across all dishes,” he ordered, scanning the line of chefs. “Timing is everything tonight. If one dish is late, it throws off the whole rhythm. Stay focused.”

He was strict, but only because he wanted everything to be correct.

And then—

He saw you.

Standing at the kitchen entrance, watching him with that bright, familiar smile.

His expression softened in an instant. His tense grip on his clipboard relaxed, and before anyone could say anything, he walked over to you and gently kissed your forehead. “You’re early,” he murmured, his voice losing its previous sharpness.

You grinned. “Figured I’d get a sneak peek of the magic before the event starts.”

Jay chuckled. “You’re lucky I’m making an exception for you being in here.”

You pouted. “I’m always the exception.”

He rolled his eyes but smiled anyway. “Let’s step outside for a bit before I get pulled back in.”

The two of you found a corner outside the kitchen,

“You’re amazing at this, you know,” you said as you watched him fondly. “You look so in your element back there.”

Jay sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s stressful, but yeah… I love it.”

“And I love watching you do what you love.”

He looked at you softly. “You always say things like that so easily.”

You shrugged. “It’s because I mean them.”

Jay exhaled and shook his head with a quiet laugh. “I swear, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

You leaned in, resting your head on his shoulder. “At least you’ll be well-fed.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Yeah… I think I can live with that.”

As the evening carried on, as the restaurant filled with guests and the kitchen came alive with the sound of cooking, Jay worked with a little more lightness in his heart,

Because no matter how busy or stressful things got, he knew that you'd always be there at the end of the day.

[rayesgenesis]

i love you, i’m sorry — b.f

who? ben florian x fem!reader

summary: you are nowhere to be found one night and ben worries he might have lost you for good.

a/n: the inspo for this weirdly came from a scene in modern family?? don’t even ask — alsoo d2 vibes anyone?

wc: 2k

warnings: hurt/comfort

where is she?

ben came busting down your dormroom door after receiving a text about your disappearance. he looked alarmed, standing in the doorway. his chest was rising and falling quickly, as his heart was hammering against his chest. he looked around the room franticaly, a slight waver to his voice.

“well obviously not here.” mal mumbled. evie turned around and shot her friend a warning glare before answering ben.

“we don’t know...” she looked desperately at him, her shoulders slumping slightly as she sighed.

ben held a blank stare. he looked lost, like he didn’t quite understand what he was told. “what do you mean you don’t know?” he asked, his eyes darting between each of friends.

carlos cut in. “we’ve searched the entire campus and found no sign of her.” he looked between evie and ben as he answered, equally as worried.

“she texted me saying she was going on a walk to clear her mind. she hasn’t answered any of my calls or replied to my texts since.” evie added.

ben couldn’t decipher any thought that was going through his mind at the moment. too much was going on at the same time. he felt his ears starting to ring. only a couple minutes left until midnight and his girlfriend was missing with nobody seeming to know where she was. despite his racing mind, one thought remained constant: it was all his fault.

he closed his eyes, trying to drown out the world around him as he felt a force threatening to take advantage of his state and let loose.

evie, ever so caring, stepped forward and gently placed a hand on his shoulder, taking him out of his trance. he was breathing deeply, his internal turmoil affecting him deeply.

“she’s been worried sick about you, ben.” evie started, her eyes searching his face. “she really likes you, you know that? she keeps saying how she wants to talk and sort things out. it’s killing her that you’ve been pushing her away.”

ben’s heart ached at evie’s words. he knew he had hurt you. distancing himself from you was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. but at the time, he thought that he couldn’t do it any other way.

you first noticed something was possibly wrong when he would blow things out of proportion. as if he had become a perfectionist overnight, the littlest of details made him tick and kept him tossing and turning in his bed at night. it was so unlike him to act this way.

still, you let him be. ben was the most straightforward person you knew, if he ever needed help with something, he’d come to you to talk about it, the way he’s always done. at least that’s what you thought.

one weekend, while he was staying at his parents castle, something growled to no end in his bedroom. it wasn’t him— or rather he didn’t want it to be. he didn’t remember what happened that night. all he knew, was that he felt lighter afterwards. his mother had heard him, though. always being on the lookout, she ran to his room and as soon as she saw the fangs and the long nails, she knew. she’d seen this before.

ben quickly came to understand what happened that night, his father being quite helpful with filling in the blanks. he hated sharing this in common with him, though. it was basically like granting his father the right to think that they were one and the same, which ben tirelessly tried to disprove ever since he became aware of his father’s ways. he was aware that a transformation like the one he experienced could happen, being warned about it very young. however, he never thought it would happen so soon.

as he started imagining his life with this new aspect, the thought of you crept up in his mind. if he ever lost his mind in your presence and harmed you in any way, he would never forgive himself.

ensued a week and a half of ben ignoring you the best he could, missing lunch and classes, hoping he wouldn’t run into you.

at least, when he pushed you away, it was hurt that he could control. however it was wrong.

it was funny how ben had spent so long convincing himself and everyone else that he wasn’t like his father and yet, there he was, behaving just like him.

only now, you were missing and ben didn’t know what to do. were you hurt? were you still in auradon? he couldn’t protect you. the perspective of you being out there, alone? it terrified him. he had to find a solution. he had to find you.

he absentmindedly fiddled with his family ring for a bit before having the semblance of a plan. he needed to act as the leader he’d been taught to be if he wanted any kind of result. “okay, evie? i’m gonna need you to try the phone again—”

evie typed your phone number on her phone for what felt like the millionth time when mal cut ben off.

“ben we’ve already tried this.” mal sighed, “maybe it’s time we give her her space.”

ben’s voice came out strained as he snapped back at mal. he would never stop trying for you. “her space? she’s missing, mal! and i just can’t sit back and do nothing while she’s out here, possibly hurt or—” he exhaled deeply, the thought too painful to finish. his jaw was clenched tight as his eyes closed by themselves. he was doing everything in his power not to succumb to the dark forceful force within him begging him to give in, but it was getting harder as each minute passed, the last bit of composure he had slipping through his fingers.

he ran a hand through his hair, his mind torturing him with the worst case scenarios. “i CAN’T, okay??” he raised his voice in both frustration and as an attempt to quiet his mind. the three looked up at him. this wasn’t the usually calm and collected ben they knew.

he sat on the edge of a bed, burying his face in his hands as he groaned, the situation heavily weighing on him.

“i love her. and i know that pushing her away was the wrong thing to do and it ended up doing more harm than good. i thought i was keeping her safe.” he shook his head, “i should’ve been honest with her from the start but i can’t…i can’t let anything happen to her, especially not because of me.” his voice wavered again, his emotions overwhelming him.

“she’s my world, mal. i love her more than anything.” he concluded firmly as he stared into space.

evie’s gaze lifted from ben to the doorway. she couldn’t help the smirk forming on her lips. “i think she knows ben.”

“still, she deserved better than what i gave her, evie. it’s all—”

“no, ben..” evie insisted as she looked at him and back in the direction of the doorway, “she knows.”

ben looked up and followed evie’s gaze and here you were, standing in the doorway like a deer in headlights. he stood up immediately and opened his mouth to say something but the words escaped him. your presence was enough to still the storm of emotion raging inside of him.

“y/n.” his eyes never left your face as a mix of relief and trepidation washed over him. he ached to close the distance between you but he was frozen in place, only thing he could do was drink in the sight of you.

“you’re…you’re here.” ben continued.

you nodded, taking tiny tentative steps into the room. “yeah, evie called and never hung up.”

ben’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of your voice, his gaze flicking to evie. he tried to think about the implications of you hearing everything he just said but he was hypnotized by your presence and just as quickly his attention was back on you, the only person that mattered at the moment.

“you’re here…you’re okay. thank god, you’re okay.” ben didn’t trust himself to speak for much longer, opting instead to act on the feelings of raw need and lack that had been eating away at him for the past week. so without a second thought, he ran to you, and in one swift movement, he cupped your face with his hands, his lips finding yours.

the kiss was urgent and needy, a testament to the whirlwind of emotions that ben had been holding onto. his touch was desperate yet gentle, and he pulled you so close that it felt like the world around you disappeared. his only focus was you— the girl he was so desperate to protect, even if it was from himself. he needed to show you how very sorry he was, how much he ached for you.

his hands roamed over your body, holding you like he never wanted to let go of you again. the world started spinning again when he pulled back just enough to look into your eyes. you could feel the profound relief in the way his arms engulfed you.

“i thought i’d lost you.” he whispered as his forehead rested on yours, his voice thick with emotion. “i’m so sorry y/n—”

carlos cut ben off to say that evie, mal and him would leave you to reunite in private. which, of course, left a very confused mal to whisper things like isn’t it our dorm? why should we leave? while evie was dragging her on their way out.

you rubbed circles on his wrists with your thumbs, thinking about what you would say to him. after your long walk, you had come back with a clearer head. your mind was no longer clouded by your sadness or anger. for the past week or so, you thought that you’d lost your boyfriend and evie’s call only proved that he was still there, he just needed some help.

“i just want to know if you meant what you said to mal.” you simply said.

ben pulled away just enough to look into your eyes. he understood that you needed reassurance, that the uncertainty had been eating at you just as much as it had been eating at him. he used his index finger to make you look at him, his voice soft and sincere.

“i meant every word. i’ve been trying to tell you for a while, but i was scared. most of all, i was stupid." he paused, gathering his thoughts. his eyes never once left yours though, he was continuously boring into them. “i messed up, big time. i thought the only way i could protect you was by keeping you away from me.” ben took a deep breath before speaking again, his voice firm yet soft, “i was scared, scared that i’d lose you, scared that i’d hurt you. but i realize now that i should’ve told you everything. and for that, i am so, so sorry.”

ben took a deep breath before carrying on.

"i love you, more deeply than i ever thought i could love someone. and when i thought that i had lost you tonight i—" the emotions threatened to overwhelm him once again when he thought about it. when his breath came out shaky and you noticed it, you took his face in your hands, so he would focus on your words.

“then i don’t need to know anything else, ben. i’m here for you and i know we’ll get through this if you love me, and i love you.”

your words acted as a soothing balm on ben’s worried mind, miraculously ending the battle he’d been fighting against himself. with a relieved sigh, ben pulled you close once again. you were his peace, the secret to keeping it all together.

“you’re right, and i promise, no more secrets and no more shutting you out. i’m not letting you go ever again.” he whispered, his forehead against yours.

the night continued with quiet yet heartfelt talks, expressing feelings that had longed to be spoken aloud. ben finally told you about the night at the castle, his fears and his hopes. and you didn’t run away immediately like he thought you would. no, you stayed and made a promise to help him embrace this side of him.

eventually, the fatigue of the day caught up with the both of you. the two of you settled under the covers, wrapped in each other's arms, protecting eachother, as sleep slowly claimed you both.

[bouquetface]

Stray Kids - Venus Signs/How the Members Act in Love - pt.1

PER REQUEST.

I used tropical this time instead of vedic since this isn't meant to be in-depth predictions. take it as fun!

HYUNJIN:

Pisces Venus conjunct Mercury - Hyunjin may feel a boost of artistic energy when in love. He is likely to express his love in artistic ways - he could write about his partner and what he's feeling.

Pisces is mutable as well suggesting he can be influenced by his partner - he could unintentionally adapt his partner's way of speaking + style.

Mercury's influence shows a romantic relationship would be founded on friendship. They'd likely have a shared sense of humour and interests - likely discussing broader and subjective topics - art, movies, society, etc.

Pisces indicates a go with the flow pace. He doesn't rush nor is he overly cautious of getting into a relationship. He simply becomes in-tune with his partner's feelings. Hyunjin and his partner would do what they feel is right when they feel its the right time - they don't feel pressured to follow a "normal" relationship timeline. They wouldn't conform to acting like a "normal" couple.

this is only a brief analysis w/o birth time. take it as entertainment.

JEONGIN:

Tropical Aries Venus + Scorpio Mars shows Jeongin likely loves the chase. Aries Venus want their partner to be direct but they hate boring and predictable. His relationships can start with a back n forth of flirting disguised as teasing/joking. While he likely begins his relationships with subtle moves, he can definitely make bold moves to express his love. He is the most quick to define his relationship when he feels jealous. He is very protective of his lover. In the relationship, he can go out of his way to give his partner grand dates and surprises.

He is likely spontaneous in relationships. He would really dislike it when his partner is clingy or dependent. He craves excitement but not at the risk of security. He'd be down to try anything new his partner suggests - new restaurant? he's there. partner has a niche hobby? he'll give it a try. road trip to the next city? he'll drive. As long as him and his partner don't get stuck in a boring routine, he's actively engaged in the relationship. Although, If he didn't like the new experience, he would like for his partner to assure him its fine rather than guilt him into going again.

this is only a brief analysis w/o birth time. take it as entertainment.

FELIX:

Similar to Hyunjin's chart Felix has Venus conjunct Mercury. Felix would desire a relationship based on friendship. He desires someone who is social, charming and intelligent. He loves to have a genuine conversation although he wouldn't want to deeply discuss the taboo or controversial. This would make him uncomfortable - even in a private conversation. Rather early on, upon meeting he'd enjoy discussing mutual interests.

Felix likely enjoys all things Venusian in love - he can enjoy doing all that is traditionally romantic. He likely has a deep appreciation for aesthetics, design and beauty. He'd be the most likely to give materialistic gifts that have sentimental value - jewellery w/ an engraving of something meaningful. He'd be the most likely to enjoy being given similar gifts too.

Venus opposite Moon shows relationships - especially in early life - are difficult for Felix. He can find it hard to find a balance - he's often giving too much and becoming resentful or giving too little thus the partner feels unappreciated. He could lose himself in relationships as he can begin to crave his partner's validation/approval. There is a possibility of putting his partner on a pedestal.

He likely hates disappointing people - it truly weighs on him when he feels he could have done better at something. He can have perfectionist tendencies. He would hate to hurt his partner however his critical nature could show as he nitpicks at his partner. More often he can sugarcoat and tell white lies to avoid upsetting his partner. His Moon opposite Venus can manifest here too - he is either unintentionally being too critical or straight up hiding how he truly feels about something. Finding balance in relationships is likely something he needs to work on.

this is only a brief analysis w/o birth time. take it as entertainment.

CHANGBIN:

Retrograde Virgo Venus can be a touch nut to crack. They are often so reserved even when in love. They can't help it, they are so cautious in relationships, they can hate being vulnerable. He would most likely drag out the initial stages - going back n forth/mixed signals- confusing his partner.

It would likely take him forever to verbalize his feelings. Rather he'd be the most comfortable showing love through acts of service. He'd be there for his partner when they need him, he'd be very protective. He may even cook. He'd likely be sentimental - not to an extreme tho. Simply he remembers the most important things about his partner and their relationship.

He can go out of his way to make sure the partner is comfortable despite his awkwardness/shyness when it comes to expressing love. Everything he says and does would be well thought out. As time goes on, he'd become more comfortable expressing himself. His Venus gets a positive aspect from Jupiter showing he has a natural ability to create harmony in his relationships. He'd be very understanding in disagreements.

this is only a brief analysis w/o birth time. take it as entertainment.

[zafirosreverie]

Not now, not yet (Eshe x F!Reader)

a/n: I used dialogues from the game, so some of the will sound familiar hehe

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“Say hi to Eshe for me”

You rolled your eyes, amused, as you left Zeki's shop, the grimalking laughing behind the counter. This was the third time in two days you'd been summoned to the magistrate's office, and honestly, you were getting a little worried.

It wasn't unusual for Eshe to want absolutely everything in order; it was part of her personality, and everyone in Kilima knew it, just as they knew how to keep their distance when something important was about to happen, because the woman tended to be incredibly perfectionist—well, more so than usual—and to demand more from everyone.

It happened with Duchess Kenyara's visit, and with Subira's arrival, circumstances in which you had learned not to ask too many questions and just do the tasks Eshe entrusted to you as best you could. You knew how important appearances were to her, and you didn't want to be the reason she was in a bad mood for a week if something went wrong and condemn the rest of the village for it.

However, this time was different, because there really wasn't anything extraordinary happening, at least not that you knew of. So why did it seem like the woman had more and more assignments for you, which, oddly enough, didn't seem all that important despite her claims?

Eshe was never one for socializing or small talk, too busy with her work, running the village. And yet, her office was becoming your second most visited stop after the lagoon.

Strange, very strange.

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She shouldn't be doing this, and she knew it. It was wrong, it was improper, and a woman of her class shouldn't be stooping to these tricks, especially not for something as simple and trivial as...longing.

She hated having to put a name to what was happening to her; it made it more real and dangerous, but Eshe had never been weak, and she wasn't going to lie to herself, not like this. As much as it made her stomach churn, she had to accept that she found herself yearning for the human's presence more and more.

She knew exactly when it had started: after Kenyara's visit, after the humiliation. She had yelled at the human, blaming her for the failure of the evening with the duchess, projecting her own frustration and stress onto her. Once she calmed down, she scolded herself for losing control so much, and as a woman of upright principles, she apologized.

She had assumed the girl would roll her eyes and leave with a "whatever" similar to what her daughter Kenyatta would do every time she tried to have a civil conversation with her. However, the human surprised her when she smiled at her and wholeheartedly accepted her apology and explanation.

Apart from Caleri, who had been a good friend for years, no one had ever accepted her explanations and forgiven her so easily. Most just nodded and inwardly judged her as the strict magistrate of Kilima. But not her...she really saw her, she saw Eshe, not the magistrate. And that made her heart skip a beat.

That was the moment when, for the older woman, she stopped being "the human" and became "Y/N," at least in her mind, because she wasn't going to admit it out loud just yet, and also when these... feelings began to surface.

At first, she ignored them, like most of her emotions; after all, she was adept at maintaining a strong front, the result of years of cleaning up after Kenli and doing the work of two people to keep the village running.

However, as her patience with her husband dwindled further, the treacherous little voice in the back of her mind grew more and more persistent. Eshe was no fool; she knew that everyone in Kilima, including Kenli himself, was aware that their marriage was a mere political move, one that, deep down, she had always believed was masterminded by Kenyara.

They had a daughter, yes, and although she loved Kenyatta in her own way, she couldn't deny that her conception had been purely out of obligation, and once that duty was fulfilled, she never shared a bed, or a room, with Kenli again. Truly, the only thing they had in common was their desire for Kenyatta to have the best life possible; unfortunately, even their approaches to this differed masterfully.

That's why she was certain that her reluctance to actively seek Y/N's company wasn't merely out of respect for her loveless marriage; after all, polygamy was perfectly common and acceptable in Palia. No, this was something more...it was fear.

Fear of history repeating itself, of once again exposing her weaknesses to another soul, of trusting and failing once more, of being betrayed when she felt most secure. Fear of the fact that no one had stirred these feelings in her since Kenyara, and even those hadn't been this...intense, or at least she didn't remember them that way.

That's why she couldn't let her guard down, not now, not yet…and still, she had summoned Y/N to her office once more.

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"Hello!" Y/N walked into Eshe's office at City Hall, no longer even bothering to knock.

"Ahh, someone who doesn't give me a splitting headache" Eshe replied in that tone that never let you know if she was being sincere or sarcastic.

"I have the juniper seeds you asked for, ma'am" you smiled as you placed the three small seeds on her desk.

"Finally! We can plant some classy trees in this village. Pine trees are so gauche, don't you think?" Eshe leaned back in her chair, her eyes fixed on you, not the seeds.

"Ehhh, wood is wood" you shrugged "Although yes, they would give this place a different touch... and it will be nice to see them grow after spending three hours in the forest and another two negotiating with Zeki to obtain them."

"That grimalkin, always taking every opportunity to earn extra pennies" the older woman rolled her eyes.

You just chuckled, knowing full well the animosity yet reluctantly respect these two had for each other. 

"...why are you bleeding?" Eshe's face suddenly darkened as she noticed the makeshift bandage on your shoulder.

"Oh...I hunted a couple of sernuks for Zeki while I was in the woods" you explained calmly.

"And you somehow managed to shoot yourself?" The woman raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

"No...but one of them managed to stab me with its antler before running away," you murmured.

The room fell silent for a while. Eshe's eyes were fixed on the wound, thinking, while you tried not to flinch under her gaze. She always managed to make you feel small under her gaze and make you blush a little, even if she didn't mean to. You assumed it was because of her intimidating and imposing aura, and not necessarily because of the butterflies her presence stirred in your stomach.

"Hurt for doing the grimalkin a favor" Eshe scoffed.

"I do favors for you too, ma'am" you defended yourself "For everyone in the village! Accidents happen."

"My requests never involve putting you directly in danger, though" Eshe narrowed her eyes.

She had made sure of that. She specifically spent hours planning her next request so it would be something easy to obtain, low risk, but also fancy enough to justify her asking for your help.

"...touché" you murmured.

"You need professional healing" the woman sighed and shook her head, standing up. "You'd better find Chayne"

"Yes, ma'am" you nodded, turning to leave.

"...Y/N, wait" she called after you, stopping you.

For a moment, she just stared at you, internally debating with herself and cursing your innate ability to make her question her own nature. It was wrong, she should have been strong... but your cursed eyes made her concede herself a small indulgence, a little mercy.

"You have a Water-type personality, don't you?" she asked in a soft tone extremely rare for her.

"I- yes" you murmured, confused by the change.

"Yours is the most virtuous of the four personalities." Eshe nodded. "You are guided by principle and empathy, and you wear your heart on your sleeve, just...a few words of warning, Y/N"

Suddenly, her hand was on your chin, holding you firmly but gently. You blushed a little, and that only seemed to amuse her because she smiled slightly as she tilted your face up, using the height difference to force you to look at her directly.

"Not everybody has your best interests in mind, even those you consider 'friends,' child" he said. "...you are a lovely being, too beautiful to lose yourself in bad decisions."

You swallowed nervously, feeling a shiver run down your spine as her thumb gently brushed your lower lip. Eshe allowed her eyes to linger on your mouth for a moment before pulling away.

"Do not trust blindly. I say this as someone who was in your shoes once..." she said, returning to her desk as if nothing had happened.

You left without another word. Your face was red, your legs weak, and your brain too foggy. All you could think about was the feel of her fingers on your skin, and the scent of her perfume that lingered on your senses.

[toyalove]

toya’s imagination

despite what toya looks like on the outside. i remember i mentioned this before (or somewhat touched on it) but. toya has a very vivid imagination, thanks to his love for music, and also to his father for introducing that world to him... its why he never stops thinking, its why he's so detail oriented, its why he strives for every bit of perfection (even if it slowly drains him all the way, until it is too late to realise) because he wants everyone to feel the same way he did, to imagine the same scenery as he would feel from every note.

second photo → "i'll never forget that beautiful tone for the rest of my life... like the gentle sun shining through the trees, like a gentle breeze blowing on my face" he imagined that all just from one. one note. so you can think about a whole movie he’d imagine in his head if he were to listen to an entire piece from his father.

he's very intentional about details, emotions, colors, in the things he makes and does because he was taught to consider all those factors in his musical education. he knows that one little thing he changes can produce something entirely different.

"i don't feel the pride in your music", is harumichi knowing toya was afraid. afraid of disappointing vbs, ken-san, everyone around him again (perfectionist traits). he knows that toya hates disappointing people (because he knows what he can do)... so because of those fears it felt like the essence of toya's music was held back.

so my 10000th different interpretation of harumichi telling toya, "music is your pride", is him knowing that toya wants to make music that feels exactly like that. so he wants toya to not lose sight of that goal. he wants toya to create a musical piece that visualises that goal in other people's imagination. he wants toya to push forward to become the musician he wants to be and prove his feelings to everyone. more importantly, he isn’t going to allow his son to throw music away again.

and also this is just... the nth time of toya expressing how much he admires and loves his father. to the point he remembers the sheer difference between the singular note he plays vs the singular note his father plays... "when i pressed the key, it was so dull... but when it was my father.... oh i'd never forget that beautiful sound---" he really wants to be just like his father too.

[noxxiecoffees]

Focusing on Leshy and Halos this time (lore dumping as well)

(FINALLY done with finals so I’m hoping to focus more on my artworks).

For my Leshy, he would often times be late for work which cause Halos to be late for work too. He would be an ass on purpose and just not listen like the example above. Leshy finds it funny to see Halos so frustrated and annoyed (Halos would be a bit of perfectionist and an introvert). Leshy just needs to annoy him as much as possible, becoming of an headache (*cough and the chaos that really help Halos to loosen up cough*) on a daily basis.

(I decided to make my own cult symbol so it’s easier to remember and it stands out. I just combine a crescent moon with a star shining)

Leshy would be like no, I don’t want to while plotting his next act of chaos. Also he’s more taller and heavier than Halos so he would often just *plop* to the ground and laughs at Halos trying to move him. I feel like Leshy just like sleeping in general so he hates it when someone wakes him up *cough Halos waking him by hitting him with the pillow to get up cough*

(I know it look like Halos is stepping on Leshy feet, ignore it I fuck up)

(My dumbass forgot to add the cult symbol)

Here’s where Halos swinging back and forth. He really loves climbing things and often seen on top of the farmhouses (or anything that’s tall, he’ll climb up). His favorite thing is napping on one of the branches in the shade on nice cool breeze day.

(His climbing ability is what kept him safe during his time in Darkwoods).

Here’s the original sketch that I drew

Sneak peek of something I’m working on👀

[theoats99]

Bayview's new girl 2; Crush

Summary; It's been close to a month since meeting Simon and Janae, after becoming fast friends with the duo you soon find yourself harboring a crush for Simon. And when Janae tells you Simon has a crush as well your interest is piqued.

Word Count- 2,862

Warnings- None! Simon and Janae being themselves, and fluff with Simon.

Note- I wasn't sure if I wanted to keep writing these fics for Simon, but after the last one I went on straight overdrive man. So I have been literally writing so many for this man. I have like six drafts ;-;. Please enjoy this sequel!

It’s the end of October when it truly hits me, I have a deeply concerning, and quite frankly embarrassing crush on my new best friends, Simon Kelleher. The few weeks since I’d met Simon and Janae have been some of my best, getting to know little by little about the two of them.

Especially with Janae, it took her no time to include me into all of their shenanigans. She told me all about ‘About That’, she’d told me her and Simon started it to get back at all those who looked down on them. And while I can’t find myself helping them with the site I support them both. Recently Janae has been gushing about a girl she likes, her name is Maeve, and Janae is absolutely smitten.

And in return in the month I’d known Simon I’d found myself smitten. I could see why people disliked him at times, sometimes the things he posted on About That were too personal, and not very tasteful. But despite that when Simon and I were alone he was different. We find ourselves talking about the games he’s playing, he offers to show me some of them but without a console at home playing is impossible. We talk about my old school and the issues I had there, mostly with bullying, which is obviously something Simon resonates with.

Janae despite all her ranting about hating romance, and hating stupid declarations has been a nervous wreck all week. Today we’re at Simon’s house, the usual place we choose, in most part due to the size. It was no secret the Kelleher’s lived well, and their house showed that perfectly, his mother was a perfectionist. Everything in the house was neat and in order all the time, it was something I complimented the first time I’d come over.

His mother had thanked me profusely, telling me that ‘they tried so hard to keep it all neat.’. But really they had maids to clean, as Simon had told me later in his room. Currently me and Janae are discussing how she should go about this crush, when Simon just scoffs from where he sits on his computer.

“You could just go up to her and tell her, it’ll be easier than coming up with some mission impossible plan.” He doesn’t even glance back at us when saying it, Janae jokingly flips him off. We’re both on his bed, sprawled out, on a lazy Saturday night.

“That’s not how it works ya know, you're being callous again Simon.” I shoot back at him, saying he was being callous may have been stretching, it’s more like cynical. 

“Yeah? Well how else is she supposed to know unless she’s told?” I laugh at him, he sounds like every guy ever.

“Oh, so if you had a crush on someone you’d just walk right up to them and declare it?” He turns his chair towards us and narrows his eyes at me, and Janae is loving it as she’s losing it with laughter. 

“And what, you would Y/N?” Now I’m narrowing my eyes at him.

“I never said that Simon, but for your information, no I wouldn’t. Honestly I wouldn’t even know where to start.” It’s the truth, out of all the crushes I’ve had, not a single one even noticed me. 

“Well with all your words of support Y/N I’m going to go talk to her at lunch on Monday. So try not to miss me too much at the table you two.” Janae pats my back soothingly, and I just laugh at her antics while Simon shakes his head and goes back to his monitor.

“Wanna know a secret?” Janae is so close to my face our cheeks are touching as she whispers it into my ear. Dying to know what she has hidden away I nod. “Simon has a big fat crush on someone, but he refuses to do anything about it.” As she leans back away from me I see the biggest, smuggest look on her face.

I want to ask her about a thousand more questions, but she jumps off the bed and declares it’s time for her to go home. She ruffles Simon's hair on her way past him and he groans overdramatically.  I just laugh at them, then get to a sitting position on the bed.

“So, Simon.” I pause and he turns over to me in his chair, he raises his eyebrows at me to continue. “Do you have a crush?” His face was expressionless for a few moments, then he turned around again.

“No.” He says quickly, I get up and walk over to him.

“Awfully suspicious sir.” I tease at him, he’s refusing to even turn his head towards me. “Ya know if crime TV has taught me anything, when people get shifty like this, they're usually lying.” 

He stops typing and looks at me finally, I’m leaning on the wall next to his desk. “And? So what if I did have a crush on someone? Why would it matter?” He’s getting defensive, the tone of his voice is sharper now, it makes me flinch.

“Sorry, I shouldn't have prodded that much.” I whisper to him, and he sighs and backs his chair away from the desk.

“No, I’m sorry. Shouldn’t have snapped at you.” His apology surprises me more than him snapping.

“I guess it’s just that we are friends Simon, if you had a crush on someone you could tell me, I’d try to help you the best I can with it.” He nods and just keeps staring at me, Simon is always one to analyze every situation. It’s something he’s doing right now, as he rakes his eyes over my entire form. And while yes I would help him with his crush, my own heart is beating away with the possibility that another one of my crushes will never be.

“I know Y/N. And I would tell you, but I don’t have anyone.” And with that the conversation is over. “Get a look at this though, someone put in a tip that the mascot has been taking pictures of the play book and selling it to the other teams.” His smile is downright devious, and I scoot towards him to look at the post and the tip. Sure enough someone has submitted pictures of the mascot doing the deed, and after reading Simon's post I turn my head to tell him it looks good.

But as I go to turn my head I realize just how close we are, so close I can see his adam's apple bob clear as day. I clear my throat and back away, before I do something stupid. 

“It looks really good Simon, I mean it. Very well written.” He smiles at me, and I still haven’t recovered from being that close to him, and the smile he gives me is gorgeous.

“Thanks.” He has a little dust of pink on his cheeks and he turns to post it. A glance at the clock makes me sigh, something he of course notices. “Do you have to go home?” I look back to him, and Simon looks hopeful that I’ll say ‘hell with the rules! I’m staying’. My brother was already concerned about me spending alone time with a boy, no matter how often I told him we were just friends.

“I do have to go, you know my brother will freak if I’m late.” This time he sighs.

“You could tell him you're staying at Janae’s, I’m sure she would corroborate the alibi if you asked.” I laugh at him, he wants me to stay and it warms my whole body up. And as tempting as it is, lying will get me nowhere, all lies eventually come to light.

“No, I have to go, but I’m truly touched you want me to stay.” I playfully put my hands over my chest while laughing. I’m on the other side of his room now, collecting my things and stuffing them in my bag.

“Oh yeah, you're so funny.” He stands up and starts walking towards me, he's about a foot away when he stops. “Okay funny girl, now I have a question. Do you have a crush on anyone?” The question is simple, a big fat yes. But I can’t tell him that, if I tell him I like someone he’d wanna know who, and again I can’t tell him that. So instead I decided to play with him.

“The answer depends.” I state.

“Depends on what?” He asks.

“It depends on what you plan to do with that information.” He steps a little closer, and my breathing hitches.

“I plan on doing nothing with it, if you were to tell me. I promise it will be our secret.” I laugh at him, Simon and secrets don’t go well together.

“Maybe I’ll tell you later, I’ll let the suspense kill you for a while. But I really do need to get home.” He looks disappointed.

“Do you need a ride home, or is your brother picking you up?” This was one of the things about Simon that doesn’t help my crush. Despite being mean or even callous at times, no matter what he checks to see if I have a way home. Not that this is just for me, he also checks with Janae as well. But it still makes me feel fuzzy inside.

“Could you give me a ride? He’s working patrol tonight.” Simon nods and I get my stuff ready, and in just a couple minutes we’re downstairs where we are met with Simon's parents in the kitchen.

“Good evening Mrs.Kelleher, Mr.Kelleher.” His parents are nice, a complete far cry from my own. 

“Hello dear, heading home?” I nod, and Simon says he needs to go get his keys then we’ll go. “Always so kind of him, to offer to give you rides.” 

“Yeah, he can be really nice sometimes.” Simon’s mother is aware of his life, how people see him. When I’d come over for the third time she’d told me how happy she was that he had another friend. She smirks at my joke, then Simon is back and I wave goodbye to them before leaving.

“Did they say anything weird to you?” I know Simon has a difficult relationship with his parents, but his question still confuses me.

“Weird like what?” I say as I buckle myself in.

“I don’t know, just weird parents stuff.” He shrugs and then we’re off. Rides with Simon were something I’d grown to love, the chatter we’d have, or even just the comfortable silence. Today is mostly silent.

“Hey Y/N?” I turn my head to him, his hands are on the wheel and his eyes are glued to the road. “Do you trust me?” He says it quietly, like it was a challenge to say.

“Of course I do Simon.” I don’t even skip a beat before it comes out. And the answer seems to relax him.

“Why won’t you tell me then? I kinda thought it was because you didn’t trust me to keep it to myself.” He’s still hung up on my possible crush.  

“I don’t want to sound mean, Simon, but why do you want to know so badly?” He finally looks over at me.

“I just wanna know who it is, because then I could tell you if it's worth your time. I know a lot about the people in our school, and if you like someone who is horrible then you should know.”

“What if I don’t like anyone?” He shakes his head, he knows something I don’t, it’s written all over his face. 

“Janae told me you did.” We’re at a stoplight, and he takes the chance to turn to me again. “Whoever it is, I just want to protect you.” He sounds serious, more than I'd heard him sound ever since meeting him.

“I’m sorry Simon, it’s just really personal.” I almost want to tell him, get it off my chest, but the moment is over when someone honks behind him and he moves again. My heart is beating about a mile per minute, the look on his face, his voice, it was all putting me into overdrive.

When we arrive at my building he parks, and this time turns off the car, and turns to me. Simon is persistent.

“Janae told me too, ya know. That you have a crush on someone, and yet you sat there and denied it, and I let it go.” I don’t want to sound angry, but I’m getting annoyed with this. Simon is being a hypocrite. “How about this Simon, if you tell me who you like, I’ll tell you who I like.” 

The idea plays on Simon's brain, I can see him considering every option he has before he speaks. “Yeah, let's do it. But I insist, ladies first.” His teasing tone isn’t helping.

“I…” I pause, it’s harder than I thought it would be, especially with him sitting there grinning at me waiting. “I like someone who’s in the same grade as us.”

“That’s not the deal Y/N, and you know it.” He sounds stern now, and it’s also not helping my nerves.

So I take a deep breath before trying again. “I have a crush on..” I open my mouth to say it but it won’t come out, so I look ahead of me out the window instead. If I’m going to ruin my friendship then it’s best I don’t see his face.

“I have a crush on you Simon.” I finally spit it out, and I feel so stupid when the declaration is met with silence. I feel like I’m about to cry, so I open the car door to leave. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have even said anything.” 

Behind me I hear him leave the car and follow me into the building. “Stop Y/N. Just stop for a second.” He grabs me by the arm and turns me to him, and I finally look at him again. His expression is frantic, and he goes to say more but just ends up gaping at me.

I walk to the apartment and he follows again. “Please, just let me come inside and we can talk more. Please Y/N?” The look of desperation on his face is what sells me, so I just nod and let him in. He goes to the couch and sits down.

“Are we gonna talk yet, or have I made enough of a fool out of myself.” He snaps his head to me.

“I have a crush on you.” He comes clean. “And I told Janae when I realized and she’s been teasing me for the last week, and when she told me earlier today that you liked someone too I got scared.” He’s blabbering on, it just keeps coming out. “And all day I was panicking trying to figure something out, how to get who it is from you.” I walk over to him to stop him, I grab his shoulders and that does the job. He looks up at me, and Simon looks terrified. “Were you telling the truth Y/N?"

Simon struggles with his self worth, it’s something I’ve picked up on in the last few weeks. So he buys me and Janae food, and books for me, and even with him giving me rides home. It hurts me that he can’t see how amazing he is, that he doesn’t have to always prove his worth to others.

“Yes, I like you Simon.” His face shifts in seconds, from scared out of his wits, to joy. The smile that spreads over his face is utterly contagious. This time I take the first step, I bring my hands from his shoulders to his face, I gently run my fingers over his cheeks. And relish in the blush that adorns them.

“I like how kind you are to me and Janae, how you always wanna make sure I get home safe. I like how you always want me to proofread your posts before you put them out, how much you trust me with them.” He looks like he’s about to melt away with the praise I throw his way. I move to sit next to him, he just looks at me. “Do you trust me Simon?”

“With my life.” He states quickly, and I laugh a little at him. Which makes him smile.

So I lean in, and he follows my lead, we meet halfway together. The kiss is better than I had imagined, and we stay connected for a second before I pull away, which does not last long before Simon goes to dive back in. This second kiss is continuous, and we both learn in real time how to move with each other, Simon pulls away this time gasping for air. 

“I want to take you on a real date tomorrow, if you want.” The idea that I’d turn him down now is ridiculous. I kiss him again instead with a smile on my lips, and Simon just laughs into it.

[atropinenightshade]

KILL ME, IT'S TIME YOU MURDER ME

So I will finally post this on tumblr.

uh

basically, I actually found the idea of a switch cool. yes, evil rafal is JUST AS BLAND FOR ME as what happened in Fall. It lacks complexity in the same way-- same but different.

So what I found compelling about it was not Rafal being pure good. That was the issue. The whole purity thing. I loved Rafal having an identity crisis, a problem with self, because it made his character so much more approachable or easy to connect to. That there was something more vulnerable behind the ego, rather than he being a jerk just because. I wanted Rafal questioning everything he's ever believed and having his "perfect" life slowly be stripped away, his walls being torn down brick by brick. He starts losing his magic, his shaky relationship with his brother starts becoming worse, and no matter how hard he tries, he just cannot go back to being the old Rafal. His life can never be the same.

I hated how it was superficially done, and not because he felt lonely. ALSO, it's valid to feel lonely, even if you are introvert lmao. In Rise, it seemed as if he wanted some form of friendship deep down but with everything else in his life, it only got in the way. Maybe he didn't even see anyone truly wanting a friendship with him. It wasn't done for Rafal's sense of self but to reinforce the very stupid system he was doubting!

Where was the part where he wanted Gavaldon (he could find a better village though) because it was earthy and imperfect? Where he didn't mind being mortal?

I just wish Rafal wanted to be more human, without carrying the whole Woods. Human in his own way. Feeling in his own way. Where he doesn't HAVE to fit the roles he used to.

Rhian, on the other hand, could be following the system because he may also be a perfectionist in his own way and believe that being this powerful School Master and EVIL is who he really is, when he is also just human. He believes that mistakes and doing stupid stuff ALL PEOPLE DO are evil and instead of using those to grow, he just blindly puts faith in the Storian and seeks love, attention, and power. Things he may not feel. He kills Rafal because rafal is in the way and starts questioning the Pen. To him, Rafal is a threat. But he isn't without remorse about it either. Maybe he's resentful too.

again this could be because I have crippling perfectionism and my life always feels as if it can never be NORMAL and I'm projecting. But totally good Rafal and oh so powerful jerk without a reason Rafal are people I don't rock with, sorry.

[astroyongie]

ZeroBaseOne January Reading 2024

note. please take it lightly and enjoy

HanBin

Love: he is currently single after he had been friendzoned. I dont think that he is actively searching for a relationship at the moment. Hanbin is learning o have more self respect for himself and he has stopped talking with people on social media to give himself some time 

Career: He is frustrated with the group when it comes to the recognition. He feels like ZB1 isnt being recognized enough and eh wants to do more. However his hasty energy can become overwhelming for his group so he needs to learn to calm down a little and give time to things 

Self: I believe that eh has a lot go negative self thoughts and talks which isnt the best for his mental health. He is also the type that have been restricting himself a lot (probably diet?). in any case he isnt in a good place mentally 

JiWoong

Love: Jiwoong is in love and dating at the moment (this is someone he dated even during his trainee period). As far as I can see, his relationship is healthy and going well. He is happy which is the only thing that matters 

Career: in contrast with Hanbin, Jiwoong is fairly positive with the group and he believes that they have already achieved a lot and that they just need to keep working for things to work their way. He is very career focused 

Self: he is a perfectionist and he struggles a little with what he can’t do well and what he cannot achieve. He tries very hard to keep a perfect image of idol and this can be complicated with time 

Hao

Love: he is in love with someone but he is single. He also knows that the person he likes doesnt love him back but that doesnt seem to disturb him much. He knows about it and he is still loving the person and waiting what life has to give them (yet he doesnt restrict himself and he can talk with other people) 

Career: he has so much anxiety when it comes to his job and his career because he doesnt know what the future holds for hate group. This lack foresight is what makes him anxious. He fears the unknown and he thinks the company are doing a terrible job when it comes to scheduling work. 

Self: he is going through a rough moment physically and also mentally. I think both are linked, when he isnt doing well mentally his body feels more sick and tired. And when he is having body aches that reflects itself on his motivations 

Matthew

Love: his situation is rather complicated. He isnt in a relationship but his sponsorship is very present on his life. I think theres probably some toxic or restriction going on here when it comes to his love life, but I can’t really unclutter this 

Career: he is calm and serene when it comes to his career. He trusts that things are going to be in their favor and he is finding time for his health mid work. Matthew seem to be very conscious of his idol image and he wants to be someone who’s calm and collected 

Self: again, he is doing rather well. He is someone who sticks with his routine to keep his mental and his physical form sane. He is also someone who is very focused on his work and as long as that is okay, he feel good too. 

TaeRae

Love: he is single at the moment but he might have a crush on someone that works close to him. However for the moment he hasn’t been frontal about his feelings and he is just seeing things from afar. He also sees this crush as something that will pass with time 

Career: theres some draaaamaaaa happening here I see ?? Taerae is very jealous of someone in the group and that always puts him in a moody energy whenever that members gets parts that he would wish to have. He is aware this is stupid but he can’t help it 

Self: his mind has been very focused on his expenses. He tries his best to pay off his debts and keeping as much money as he can so he doesnt lose control and also because he wants to have a financial background that sticks in case this goes downwards. 

Ricky

Love: Okay Ricky is comigo out of a very harsh breakuo that he needed to conduct after his debut. This breakup was career decision and it did really hurt him to leave that person behind. But it was a sacrifice he had to do (or so, he believes) 

Career: he honestly sees expansion when it comes to his career. He has a good sponsorship behind him and it seems here that the company is also favoring him when it comes to overseas projects. Ricky will have a busy year thats for Sure

Self: he feel very bad overall because of his relationship that he had to break and thus breaking the heart of the person he cared for. But he also feels bad for his members, and he might sometimes be a little to harsh with some of them 

GyuVin

Love: his love life started really badly. Gyuvin had a crush on someone and that person rejected him. Because of that he feels like he isnt worth of love and he keeps comparing himself to other guys to see what he lacks. 

Career: he has been very upset about his career, very restless. I believe that he works a lot and he pushes himself a lot because he has impostor syndrome and the believe he isnt on the same level than the other members 

Self: despite that he tries his best to stay focused and to stay stable (he does struggle in this). Just like Taerae he is also focusing a lot on money management  

GunWook

Love: he is a little impulsive.. I believe that he is single and that he might have recently scared one girl by being a little too pushy with them (probably to get his number). I think he lacks comprehension in these type of things 

Career: expect something involving him happening (this could be a rumor or a scandal or his name being thrown around for no reason) or it could be something more positive (him having some type of solo work, like photoshoot, being talked most in a comeback or being a mc, ect

Self: he is self limiting himself a lot when it comes to his personality. I believe he has the idol image in the group that his the total oposite of what he truly is since it makes him frustrated 

YuJin

Love: I dont know his age since he is the Maknae but it does seem nevertheless that he is in a relationship with someone as well (probably someone he met at school). I dont have much to say other that he is too, very happy 

Career: he is happy with his career but he still thinks that a lot of things aunt okay. He might sometimes avoid some of his co workers or have some conflicts with other members for things he judges stupid

Self: he is procrastinating a lot in his opinion. He doesnt feel like he is doing much in the group and he feel like he isnt working a lot either compared to th other members but he also doesn’t have the energy to do so 

[digitallovergirl]

　　⚔ MY LITTLE WARRIOR

🦉 . . . Annabeth Chase x daughter of Athena! reader

in which: At first, you thought Annabeth didn't like you. Turns out she's just really hard to read.

authors note: this is for my pookie @chqsing-annabcth because she asked me so nicely to make her a annie fic!! also I think I'm a little obsessed with making platonic fics now. 🤭 literally about to become a whole series atp.

warnings: mentions of a nose bleed like two times & Annabeth being impressed older sister (ik, crazy.)

Being a child of Athena was probably one the the most exciting things to ever happen to you.

Ever since you were a kid, you've been at the top of your class. Mostly because your dad was a book and math nerd, but because you wanted to make him proud. You hated when you couldn't understand something, or you couldn't answer something that seemed so simple. You were a perfectionist, and it was something you loved and hated about yourself.

So, when you were claimed after winning you first Capture The Flag (downright, the coolest way to get claimed,) you bet that you were happy. Now you had a reason to act the way you did. The Athena kids were happy, you were happy, it was a win-win.

Expect for, what it seemed to be, Annabeth.

and yes, I'm talking about Annabeth Chase. Blonde haired, Grey eyed, Counselor of the Athena cabin and Hero of Olympus—didn't seem to want a new camper in her cabin. Which at first, it hurt your feelings. Was it too much to ask for some love? but after thinking about it, why care? sometimes people aren't going to like you, and that's okay.

But deep, deep down, you knew that it was more than that. It was bad enough that you were a perfectionist, but a people pleaser too?

You try not to think about the possibility of that being a thing. By doing what you might ask? sword fighting. It gave you a reason to fight the Ares kids (who always has something to say about how you looked,) and forget about your issues.

But currently, you were getting your butt handed to you by an Ares kid. Originally, you were supposed to be sparring with a whole different camper, but they ended up backing out.

The older camper held the sword to your neck. "What are you going to do now, hm?" He mused. "not like I expect you of all people to be able to beat me anyways."

"What in Hades is that supposed to mean?" You clapped back, your curls falling in front of your face. "implying that I can't fight?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

Your eyes narrowed. "Do you ever shut up?" you asked. You knew what he would say, but starting an dumb argument would give you more time to think.

"Nah, I like to talk—" Before he could finish, you grabbed his arm, twisted it so his sword fell, and caught it. "Now, next question: do you give up or are you going to keep on getting tricked?" You asked, wiping your bloody nose with your free hand.

"like I'd ever let an Athena's kid beat me.." He started, but quickly stopped when he looked over.

There stood a not-so-happy (and a slightly impressed) Annabeth. She had her arms crossed and she was staring daggers at the Ares kid.

"Actually, you know what? I give up. Take your win or whatever." He said quickly. You moved his sword from his neck and dropped it.

"Well that was quick, guess it's just another point for me-" You looked to the side and saw Annabeth. "Holy sh—I mean, hey Annabeth." You said as you took off your helm and held it.

"You know, the strategy you just used was a pretty good one." She said as she walked up to you.

"Really? you think so?" you asked in a surprised tone. She bent down to your level and placed a hand on your cheek. "Yeah, I do." She smiled, running her fingers over the cuts on your face. "Does it hurt when I do that?"

"Not really." You shrugged, leaning into her touch.

"Good. I don't wanna hurt my little warrior. " She took her hand off your cheek. "Anyways, I'm bring you to the infirmary. I'm pretty sure you should be a lot more tired than you are currently." Before you could say anything in protest, she picked you up and threw you over her shoulder.

"Hey! I did not agree to this!" you said in-between giggles. Who knew that Annabeth had a soft side, am I right?

[isadollie]

Hi <3

I'd like to request a Haikyū!! matchup with a male character please, if that's okay. And please don't feel rushed to write it, I'm happy waiting until it's a good time for you ❤️

Name: You can call me Dee

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Likes: Anime, manga, video games, bubble tea, coffee, movie nights, rainy and snowy weather.

Dislikes: Rude, selfish or controlling people, horror movies, small spaces, insects socialising (especially in large crowds).

In my free time: I love watching anime and reading manga and I'm a big gamer too. I also love travelling to new places.

Aesthetics I like: Hmm, I'm not sure with this one. I guess maybe normcore? I tend to wear more casual, comfy clothes, I'm not sure what aesthetic that fits into. I also like kawaii aesthetic, but moreso in the items I have than my style, if that makes sense?

Appearance: I'm 5' 2" and I have short hair. For reference, the style is similar to Saeko's, but mine is naturally dark brown, though I like to dye it colours like dark purple or dark red. I also wear round glasses.

Personality: Very shy and quiet. I'm a big introvert, but if I become close to someone and feel comfortable around them, I open up more. I can get quite nervous and stressed out, and I am a perfectionist. I always make it my priority to try and be there as much as possible for the people I care about.

Dream birthday present: I'm really not a materialistic person at all, so I guess my dream birthday gift would be something thoughtful, something that shows the person gifting it knows me well and knows what would make me happy, like manga or merch from an anime / game I like. I hate flashy things and wouldn't want an expensive gift with no thought behind it. It's the thought that counts over the price tag for me.

Love language: Quality time (giving & receiving), acts of service (giving) and physical touch (giving & receiving, but mostly in private, and if in public, then only subtle).

Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Thank you so much 🫶🏻

— matchup —

i match you with...

Hinata Shoyo!

★ Shoyo isn't the best at playing games, but would love to try with you! however, would get super upset if he lost, and would secretly ask Kenma to give him a few lessons so that he can beat you next time lol

★ biggest hater of horror movies imo. too scared to watch one. so, he would love the fact that you also don't like them~

★ he loooves your hair!!! please let him choose what color you will dye it next and he'll be soo happy!! will brag to his friends that he chose it lol. bonus points if you let him dye your hair, but that might end in a disaster cause he never did it before

★ i kinda have a feeling he's a physical touch guy, but also only when you guys are alone. Shoyo gets flustered very easily, so pda isn't really his thing

★ he loves your caring nature, and that you're always there for him. whenever he feels like he's not good enough, or when he doesn't do well in practice, he always goes to you. he knows you always support him and won't judge him

★ two perfectionists in the room... oh boy. Hinata also has that aspect about him, especially in volleyball. he always must do better and better and better and it's a never ending cycle; therefore he understands you well

★ he doesn't mind that you're quiet and shy at all! he'll do all the talking if necessary lol

★ he only gives meaningful presents! it's not about the price, it's about the feelings and he knows it~

heyy, i'm so sorry this took so long!!!:(((

i hope you like it anyway:> your 2nd match was nishinoya or kenma!

[tsunflowers]

LIST OF GUYS IN IDOLISH7

idolish7 these are the main guys. the show is named after them. they have a rainbow theme bc there are seven of them

riku

he always works hard and does his best but he has asthma so its hard to be an idol like that

iori and tenn's evil dad think he is a "monster" bc he's so cute and friendly that everyone wants to stan him

tenn is his twin brother but they haven't lived together for years ever since tenn got a new evil dad

not in high school but not of drinking age

iori

hes meticulous and loves planning

wants everyone to take him seriously but secretly loves this hello kitty like brand of cute mascot characters

basically elected himself sub-manager of the group

kind of obsessed with riku and wants to make him a superstar but is afraid of his power (cuteness, singing good)

mitsuki is his older brother and they're close

in high school

mitsuki

he struggled to become an idol and he thinks that people hate him bc he is short and old and talks too much. hes not even old he's 21

iori's older brother

kind of the peacekeeper of the group unless he's mad at them

potentially the most normal guy

an adult

yamato

rude. love him though

calls himself onii-san (embarrassing)

hates his famous actor dad for cheating on his wife

he had beef with yuki that was so wild

loves to pound beers all the time (an adult)

nagi

hes from a made-up Scandinavian country and his dad is nobility there while his mom is from Japan

hes like your classic foreign guy who loves anime

but he also has martial arts skills and is really good at politics and holding press conferences due to being a duke or something

he might be the prince for all I know

not in high school but not old enough to drink

tamaki

basically he's like a son to me

in my mind he is like a large dog that was transmogrified into a human teen by a witch's curse

he just kind of does his own thing, gets emotional easily, and loves food. especially this one brand of pudding

he and his sister were split up so he spent a lot of time looking for her and then found out she lives with tenn and his evil dad

in a subunit with sougo so they're usually together

in high school

sougo

neurotic and a perfectionist so it's funny he has to spend time with tamaki. but he loves tamaki after three seasons

the three main jokes with him are that hes a yandere, he gets wasted easily, and he puts too much spice in food

his family is rich as fuck but they hate entertainers so he is estranged from them. I choose to also interpret this as gay coding and when his family says "entertainers" they mean "gays"

an adult

trigger this is the second set of guys. they are rivals to idolish7 and they got started as idols earlier

gaku

his dad is his boss... embarrassing :/

always mad at his dad

he's cute bc he's pretty aggressive but he's always so sweet when it comes to idolish7's manager bc he has a crush on her. but even if he didn't I think he would still be kind and gentle

sometimes pretends to be a soba delivery guy

an adult

tenn

he loves his fans more than anything and they see him as an angel but he is such a huge jackass to his brother and the guys in his unit

riku is his twin brother but he got adopted by his new evil dad to pay for riku's medical bills

usually you see him either arguing with riku or arguing with gaku and ryunosuke

not in high school but not old enough to drink

ryunosuke

his manufactured showbiz image is a hunky playboy but hes just a sweet guy

for some reason they also pretended he was rich even though his dad is a humble fisherman

AND they made him stop speaking in his native Okinawan dialect but he still does it when he gets drunk

I like him a lot but he's not often involved in insane drama so I probably don't post him a lot

an adult

re:vale they're the longest-running idol group in the series and are the senpais to everyone else. they have so much tasty drama and I love them. these are the ones I stan

momo

he started out as a fan of re:vale and then got to join it. huge success story

when he was younger he had solid black hair

he replaced yuki's former partner so he has a complex about it and thinks yuki doesn't love him as much

fun and energetic but extremely quick to escalate to violence

I feel like his moveset is 1. attack 2. do something gay

an adult

yuki

my #1 special guy in this series

cares about music more than anything else

bad personality. sarcastic. terrible

cold and rude to most people but extremely clingy with the people he's close to

gets SO embarrassed when he has to show feelings openly

also escalates to violence easily

an adult

zool I still don't know what these guys' fucking problem is bc I haven't finished the anime. I'm not actually sure if their deal gets explained in the anime. anyway they're the s3 rival group who all have a personal grudge against one or more of the previously introduced guys

haruka

he's mad bc tenn's evil dad dropped him like a hot potato for tenn

the other zools don't take him seriously bc he's a kid

in high school

touma

his band disbanded after losing to re:vale I think so that's why he's mad

clearly supposed to be the most sympathetic zool and the one who encourages the rest to be friends

BUT I tune him out whenever he speaks bc his voice actor is annoying racist kimura subaru :/

minami

my personal favorite zool

he's soft-spoken and polite but then he says the meanest shit out of nowhere

he's especially mad at nagi for being friends with a famous composer (?) but I feel like he's lashed out at pretty much everyone he's interacted with for no reason

not in high school but not old enough to drink

torao

he really is the guy ryunosuke is marketed as. since he only thinks about fucking babes and his dad is rich

yuki bullied him for being straight

I'm not actually sure which guy he's the most mad at. he did try to tank ryunosuke's career with a scandal so I guess him

an adult

other guys

banri

this is a SPOILER but he was yuki's partner in re:vale before he got hit in the head with a stage light and almost died

he had shorter hair in flashbacks

currently he is one of idolish7's managers

just like a nice and helpful guy who we only ever really see get mad at yuki in flashbacks

an adult

rinto

nickname is okarin

re:vale's manager

a normal guy who tries to stop them from being insane but isn't qualified

an adult

tsumugi's dad

ok his name is takanashi otoharu but I've never in my life called him that

runs the production company idolish7 works for

imo he has something going on with banri

an adult

tenn's evil dad

I included a full sprite so you could understand the vampire vibe this man has going on

his name is actually kujo takamasa

he was obsessed with his bestie who was a famous super idol and now he keeps trying to train random teens he finds to be better idols than that guy

an adult

tsukumo

the manager of the zools. king zool if you will

the devil

he has History with momo

he wants his idol group to be better than anyone else and crush the other companies

he needs to get some new hobbies but he's the type of guy to be like "everything I've tried before was too easy for me... I simply must pivot to doing the thing the show is about in the most evil and annoying way"

an adult

other characters that aren't guys

anesagi

she's trigger's manager

trans woman

fun and friendly but very defensive of her boys (trigger)

has a crush on nagi for some reason??

an adult

tsumugi

the player character from the game

idolish7's manager

her dad is her boss just like gaku and just like with him it's cringe. but she likes him and they don't fight

not in high school but I don't think she's old enough to drink

[nebula-award]

rottmnt headcannon time

Nov 5, 2023: This is from Jan 11, 2021 btw!! Old old old headcanons but I still like them

Raph 

(Head’s up- almost everything I headcannon on the big guy is me projecting)

-Genderfluid/Genderqueer (thanks sascha) Panromantic Demiromantic Asexual

-He’s the least educated on LBGTQIA+ terms (that honor goes to Leo)

-This kinda caused him to go through a sexuality crisis and for a while he thought he was aroace like Donnie until Leo helped him out with understanding the aro spectrum

-He has social anxiety. It’s a moderate case- little on the extreme side. (Let me project)

-He has separation anxiety (extreme case)

(-It’s kind of implied in S1:21A, but) I imagine Raph lost Splinter and his brothers in NY when he was little, and since then he’s had nightmares and fears of losing his family or waking up one day and they aren’t there. (Time to write some angst :D)

-Very introverted (unless he’s in a fight, then he pretty talkative because he’s more confident)

-Dyslexic (Donnie’s the one that helps him if he can’t understand a word)

-He tries really hard to finish the book he’s reading but either gets too bored, forgets about it, or reading it gets too hard (if it’s the third option he’ll try to read it again bc he doesn’t like quitting)

-ADHD (inattentive type)

-Chews on his mask tails (I love this headcanon so much and I do the same thing with my hair)

-Overprotective (like if you lay a hand on his family, you’re probably going to die by his hands)

-Loves food, like anything with tons of flavor.

-Not a fan of clothing. Even with clothes measured to fit him, he won’t wear them. He’ll do it if it’s needed for a mission or for something of importance.

-He’s a decent cook. Not as good as Mikey, but the family enjoys his meals.

-The only thing he can’t make is popcorn (He’ll always accidently burn at least one bag)

-Developed a minor dissociative disorder and his anxiety became more extreme when Leo became leader

-Tried to learn German (He’s not the best, but the words are easier for him to understand)

Donnie

-Nonbinary Aromantic Asexual

-Doesn’t mind he/him but prefers if people used they/them

-Ambivert (More of a introvert)

-Hates physical contact

-But LOVES compression. Every blanket he owns is weighted, his battle shell is a pressure stim, loves hoodies because of how heavy they are (Projecting, projecting)

-He has depression 

-Perfectionist

-Slight OCD

-When Donnie cooks, he’ll spend hours in the kitchen and no one is allow in. (It doesn’t taste good after either) (He’s better with machines)

-Knows a good of ASL (American sign-language) and JSL (Japanese sign-language) He studied ASL more than JSL because they live in NY.

-Learned some German when he helps Raph study the language, and French when he was helping Mikey, Leo taught him some Spanish

Leo

-Bisexual Gray-Aromantic Demiboy (Prefers neopronouns)

-He has imposter syndrome. He doesn’t feel like he’s doing enough for the team and copes by trying to seem overconfident. (This also plays a factor in his becoming leader as he feels like he doesn’t deserve the role)

-He has a dissociative disorder

-Extremely extroverted

-ADHD (hyperactive)

-Red/Green colorblind (hence why blue is his favorite color) 

-He’ll usually go into flight mode and freeze if he’s in really bad danger (the brothers have tried to snap him out of it) then he’ll joke it off

-Jokes are his comfort (Kind of cannon)

-NEVER LET THIS MAN INTO A KITCHEN. The last time he cooked, the lair almost burned down.

-Speaks nearly perfect Spanish. He picked up a few words when with Señor Hueso leading to him asking the Hueso to teach him Spanish. (He was a surprisingly fast learner.) He has a harder time reading Spanish.

-Loves singing songs in Spanish

Mikey

-Gay, (still haven’t decided a gender but I’m thinking agender, trans, or boyflux)

-Bites/chews his nails when his nervous, excited, or overstimulated

-Best chef award goes to him

-He’s the one that’s always trying something new

-Not a fan of learning languages. (It’s just not something he enjoys doing) With that said, he can read a fair amount of French, yet he can’t speak it as well.

April

-Omniromantic Asexual

-She’s a choir and theatre kid

-Introduced Leo and Donnie to the theatre world 

Mad Dogs

- They all are nearly fluent in Japanese and English. This is mainly because Splinter wanted them to learn a few languages and even encourages them to learn more.

- the turtles base their ages off April’s age (16) and who Splinter claimed the oldest and youngest to be. 

-They throw a Karaoke competition in the lair sometimes. (Leo is the reigning champion as always) 

-Leo and April bond over singing and sing duets all the time (No one in the base complains) 

-Leo and Donnie like to sing “Confrontation” from Jekyll & Hyde ALL. THE. TIME. 

-Donnie and Leo aren’t allowed in the kitchen. 

-Leo and Raph learn to co-lead

-Whenever Raph is having a (social) problem he’ll either go to Leo or April for help

-Splinter used to call them by the color of their marks Donnie was purple, Mikey was orange, Leo was red, Raph was green. (And I’m going to write a fic later I swear) (NOV 11, 2023: I DID WRITE THAT FIC)

[mirageofadesert]

So I guess I have a type ... part II

The more I fall into my current rabbit hole, the more I notice these similarities between Chinese actor Luo Yunxi and Korean singer Jimin from BTS. If you have a praise kink when it comes to both or one of them (or need a new obsession), this post is for you!

I'm writing this purely for my own indulgence! If you are someone who shares this combination of hyper-fixations, please DM me and be my friend! 💜☁️🐤

✔ started out as an underdog in the industry and worked their way up

Both started out as idol trainees in the 2010s and debut in a very unfortunate time when it comes to fashion ....

✔ background in classical dance (ballet vs. modern dance)

I think there is were a lot of the similarities originate. From their graceful body-lines, to their self-discipline and work attitude to their expressions of masculinity - this classic background as well as the environment in which they were trained, has left a profound impression.

✔ dedicated to their work, perfectionists

They are not only known for their professionalism, but are remarkable hard working -even to a degree they stand out among their peers and will end up overworking themselves. They are also notorious hard on themselves, which is hard to watch as fan at times.

✔ sweet and caring personality with a high EG

Treating the people around them with care and kindness, looking out for others and treating their fans respectfully and affectionate. Their high EG is also evident in interviews, that demonstrates a sense of emotional maturity and even wisdom. They are also great with children and animals (which goes both ways). They do appreciate their fans and will engage in fan-services, but still set boundaries.

✔ charismatic and charming

Both are very charismatic and have a certain "aura" to them. However, while they might look cold at times, they are actually very charming and approachable. Oh, and did I mention they both have a cute eye smile?

✔ very grateful and humble

They will praise everyone around them, before even utter a single acknowledgment of their own talent. Instead, they will focus on the things they can still improve. While rooted in both Chinese and Korean cultural norms, they are not only very sincere in their gratefulness towards other, but sometimes too humble for their own good!

✔ give amazing hugs (I'm sure of it)

Others have attested to this. We have seen it, we want it, we can't have it...

✔ clumsy

Both are notorious clumsy, constantly falling over their own feet, falling of or running into things. Paired with their extraordinary flexibility, they become a danger to themself - not everyone is able to kick one self in the face while falling of a chair. There is actually a correlation between clumsiness and professional dancers! It's cute and relatable, until it's combined with their tendency to overwork themselves, which can lead to injuries.

✔ goofy sense of humor

They both have a very goofy sense of humor, that involves a lot of physical comedy. They are not afraid to make fun of themselves or act silly for their own amusement and that of other. It makes them really entertaining to watch and can be such a mood maker in a room full of stressed people! I just love my two dorks!

✔ challenging traditional gender norms

Both of them present a non-toxic, softer form of masculinity, that doesn't shy away from embracing femininity. While they never outright addressed this topic, they have done so via their art. They are also not afraid to cry, especially if they feel like they let someone down. Sadly, another thing they have in comment are hateful comments, that target their gender performances as something to look down on.

✔ having great chemistry with everyone

Luo Yunxi always has great chemistry with his co-stars, even to a degree that he tends to look so much more in love than his female leads (especially when they are no match to his acting skills). It's also not limited to his roles, but is visible in interviews and interactions as well. Similarly, Jimin is known to be incredible charming, that creates great chemistry not only on stage, but with every talk show host, interviewer or fan - if he wants to.

Sometimes they do gets into "trouble" for having for having too much chemistry with people - especially once shippers are involved.

✔ love to sing

We already established them as talented dancers, but they are also passionate and talented singers!

✔ not a Social Media person, but share snippets of their daily life

They are doing their best, okay? They are not into Social Media, but will update fans on promotions, activity and occasionally share their interest or a picture of the sky or food. This makes every update rather special! It's not just relatable but probably rather healthy for a celebrity!

✔ play games to unwind

Playing computer games with friends in the middle of the night to unwind? All three of us can relate!

✔ shy and outgoing depending on the situation

Their personality a different in many ways, but both can be rather introvert or outgoing, depending on the situation and company. Their shyness is very endearing and their self-esteem admirable. It's their love for their work, rather than their interest in fame that has brought them this far.

✔ look great in silver hair

✔ falls down when laughing too hard

You can't tell me this isn't the cutest habit?!

✔ touchy with people they feels comfortable with

Once they are comfortable with someone, they are very touchy. I'm not jealous ... it's sweet!

✔ public hyper-focused on their weight and body

For a combination of reason, the public and haters are very focused on their body. They are often being shamed for being to thin (or not thin enough). In addition they receive hate for alleged "feminine" body features that apparently add to them not being conventional attractive - a load of bullsh*t!

✔tiny waist

Not only do they both look stunning in white, they each have their own fandom dedicated to their small waists.

✔ very private

They are very private and set clear boundaries. You wont catch them share any information about their private live. Still, they have a way to express vulnerability and share their thoughts and emotions in a way that feels quite sincere and open. They both mastered the art of saying a lot without actually giving any information. And while always grateful to fans, they react strongly to their privacy being invaded - be it in crowds or by stalkers.

✔ angsty motherf***ers

I love angst and so do they. Luo Yunxi's appearance in almost any drama should count as it own content warning "angst ahead"! Jimin's music like "Lie", "Filter" and the whole album "Face" and the corresponding concept are also full of angst. I wouldn't have it any other way!

✔ multitalented

They are talented singers and dancers. While Luo Yunxi is a great actor, I think Jimin's acting ability is underrated. From rubrics cube, pool/billiard, art, calligraphy, athletics, math - between the two they have many interests and the ability to excel in them.

✔ great role models

Beyond their talent, their work ethic, personality and wisdom they are both great role model. They are worth looking up to, but also derive motivation and inspiration from. Being their fan is such a fan experience and I'm grateful for that.

[paldean-sunshine]

Muse Dating Profile -Pros & Cons

Pros:

Caretaker: She cooks, she cleans, she knows a ton of natural remedies for ailments. Enjoys caring for her loved ones.

Adaptable: Adranil comes from Artazon, she learned how to surive in Area Three's rocky and desert terrain from her mother. From her dad and grandfather, she can traverse the towns and cities with ease.

Good Hostess: Always offering to get/make food, readying blankets, pillows, snacks, drinks.

Designated Driver: Does not drink. Cannot tolerate it. Prefers non-alcoholic drinks (Coffee w/ milk and sugar, Horchata, Lemonade, Guava Juice, etc)

Ray of Sunshine/Heart of Gold: Literally. Does her best not to judge. Always tries to stay positive and encourage others, no matter what they or she are going through. Always ready to help when needed, helping out (semi-stong physically), giving advice (strong emotionally), being the shoulder to cry on.

Entertaining: Lots of little hobbies (Cooking, Singing, Drawing, Embroidering) Girl will make the strangest noises when startled, or remembering something. Her sneeze is literally "Achooie". When she gets an idea (or becomes hyper), she becomes a "feral gremlin".

Good with all ages: Despite being the youngest sibling, Adranil has always respected her elders. She can quickly adapt to the people around her age, understand their dynamic and vibe easily. On the same note, being the youngest, she was at the kids' table until she was 24. Not because she was the youngest sibling, but because she liked hearing her niece and nephews' stories and entertaining them with hers.

Compromising: Hates confrontation without justification. Will plan different outcomes that may benefit both parties, or try to keep it 60/40 in favor of the other person.

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Cons

Bad Luck: Unfortunately, Adranil is the one person with incredibly awful luck which dampens her mood. And she can give you detailed accounts of each experience. She's afraid her luck might ruin friendships/relationships with things she can't control.

Hot-Headed: When she gets heated, she gets heated. Seethes, rages, simmers. It will take a good while for her to calm down.

Insecure: She considers herself the Ugly Ducklett. All her sisters are drop-dead gorgeous and beautiful, her brothers are all handsome, and she's just cute at best. That along with her height (5'2" or 158 cm), she feels that there are others WAY better looking, better suited than her.

Sensitive Skin: She becomes very cold or hot easily. When the clouds shift and barometric pressure changes, her joints ache. Luckily, she can pile on sweaters and blankets. But in the heat, she may or may not met. If she overheats, her nose bleeds.

Directionally Challenged: Can and will get lost if she doesn't have a map on hand, whether physical or digital, or if her partner is also just as bad with directions. Knows how to get places, just not explaining well. She tries her best, she really does. Navigates by relative location.

Overprotective: As mentioned, she likes to care for others. But sometimes she worries too much about everyone's safety. She knows some of them are fully grown adults, capable of handling themselves, but she might butt in with unnecessary advice... just in case.

Stubborn: When she puts her mind to something, she might just keep at it forever how long it takes. ("No, I can do it. Doesn't matter if I've made thirty errors in the past hour, I will get it done!")

Overthinks/Indecisive: Her thoughts will spiral, fast and easy if she's given enough time. Takes ages to decide things because she's weighing the pros and cons of everything (including this list, it's taken all day and it's even not funny).

Perfectionist/Self-Destructive: Very hard on herself, tries hard to be perfect and perfect things to her standards. For herself, for her family, friends, students, partner. Will internalize everything until she reaches her breaking point.