#hmmmm probably none then for me. oops

[stuffedsand]

Here's the second one

EDIT: and and! Rb with your reasoning :) I love reading them always

[dogboyklug]

UH-OH! a comic about being trans. by me. part one of probably three :]

i felt bad about being transmasc so i decided to just give up and write about it until i hopefully didnt. i feel a little better getting this all on digital paper but there's still. a lot to draw. so. oops

i'll be posting the next parts. whenever they're ready (which will hopefully be soon) and linking them all here, so whenever you want just check back with the base post and i'll prolly add some links and maybe clean things up. yay!

text transcript / partial ID under the cut!

transcript:

looking back, there were a few signs i might have been trans.

[a sequence of events showing little me flinching and going "ow" at being called his deadname, little me reading a book and going "haha im like a tomboy but i dont like sports or being active or anything im just. a boy. haha", and little me having an active breakdown, crying and holding his glasses, with partially obscured text in a dark cloud around him. the only text visible shows his thoughts, and shows he's worrying that he's sexist for mostly only liking and relating to boy characters.]

...some.

however.

there were also a few things i considered signs of me not being trans at all.

EXHIBIT A:

[a drawing of little me, looking at his 3ds. he's thinking "as long as i make sure that i always play as the 'main girl character' in these games i wont cry because im a girl because i wont be me as a girl i'll be Them. roleplaying. as them".]

no dysphoria.

[caps] EXHIBIT B: [end caps]

[a crude drawing of little me staring at nothing. he's thinking "i don't hate women. and i don't like being mean to other people."]

[caps] I WAS A FEMINIST. [end caps]

and not toxically masculine.

i knew about trans people, but i didn't know trans MEN existed.

[a drawing of little me, with the caption "clueless". he's staring slightly up, and saying "huh?!"]

my mom was nonbinary, with a few trans friends, but people [caps] WANTING??? TO BE MEN??? [end caps]

to be

gross,

disgusting,

hateful,

cruel,

oppressive,

men?

[the background slowly gets darker until it reaches the final word, and that word is a significantly bigger font than the rest of the words.]

for a while, primarily due to my lack of research

[drawing of little me, staring at his computer (which is labeled "deviantArt machine") and going 'huh'.]

i figured, if i WAS trans, I was probably a trans women.

but of course, that was silly

you can't be a trans woman if you're already afab.

and there's no other ways of being trans,

right?

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a deviantArt favorite's tab. none of the favorited pieces have any detail, though several are the same width and length as classic deviantArt stamps.]

hm.

hmmmmm...

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a representation of one of the favorited stamps. it's a massive, pink stamp with the text "SHE/HER!" in it in all caps and pink lettering. bottom text states it is a "she/her pronouns badge by ...", though the rest is cut off.]

HMMMM...

[a picture of a mouse hovering over the 'favorite/unfavorite' button. the star is filled in, indicating clicking it would unfavorite the piece.]

[two wordless panels, side-by-side, showing little me staring at his screen, hovering his cursor over the unfavorite button.]

[two more panels, showing that little me has unfavorited the she/her badge. the panel showing his face shows he is grinning wildly, his hair has poofed up in excitement, and his glasses are now blue-ish purple.]

OHO!!!!!!!!!!!!1

.................and that's

quite literally

how it happened.

before i knew how bad the entire site was, i would frequent dA. CONSTANTLY.

it was baby's very first "social media" webpt site.

[a drawing of a tiny, cartoonish kitten with a small turf of hair, staring at wonder up at a computer, one hand on the mousepad. it is labeled "dramatic reenactment of me making my d a account."]

i wasn't really SHELTERED as a kid, i just didnt know fuck for shit, and my baby anxiety made learning annoyingly hard.

so i turned to memes as a sort of wire mother as opposed to my real, cloth one.

jokes can be easier to understand than reality, sometimes.

(this isnt a good thing.)

so, i sort-of-came-out on deviantart, home of the wacky, wild and weird, where i learned he/him pronouns were an option, and a choice.

[a drawing of little me, with blue glasses, gazing up at the sky and smiling triumphantly.]

and some crazy trauma but that's for a different comic. if i make it.

[a drawing of little me being hit with a cartoonish star, which is meant to represent the trauma.]

sooo...

that's it, right?

[little me, with a cartoony bandage on his head, gently rubbing his wound.]

my mom was supportive & anyone who wasn't ...isn't in the picture now

that's the end

...right?.

end transcript.

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

Okay but Foolish and Cornelius's history with Punz's ancestor is a beautiful tragic symphony when you think about it.

Like imagine: These two are two old gods and both of them have pretty much seen everything.

They're both kind of getting bored of this world and both of you are about to leave when all of a sudden they go into this village and almost get scammed by this Merchant.

The Merchant a bit closed off and had some biting remarks but really after you peel away the exterior they're a softie and genuinely cares for others and oops. Now Foolish and Cornelius see them as their emotional support human.

So they go and just hang out with him for a while. Go and help him get things to stock around his shop and soon after a bit of bonding and near death situations, they go and become close friends.

Foolish and Cornelius knows that they probably should leave and cut off ties with them. They're mortal, they'll die eventually. One day, Cornelius and Foolish will see them die.

But they stay. They stay because they care about them and they want to go and be in their life and cherish these moments. These are the best years that they had in their lives.

Times goes on and they've been friends for like about 7 years. It's now common knowledge that there are two gods in the village and they are best friends with the Merchant up on the hill.

Cornelius in that time fell in love with a certain Catboy and had a child named Robin that everyone dotes on. He's a baby and already he's surrounded by so much love and care from everyone.

And in that time, we have that same Merchant spot the guy who owes him money and then makes off with a sword.

Soon that same Merchant bursts in frantically telling Foolish and Cornelius that they accidentally became the chosen one for this quest after picking up this sword and then having this quest to slay the Crimson beast.

Foolish and Cornelius then go stand up, and say alright. Let's go and help you with this quest then!

They all pack their things, tell the villagers about it, go and tell Robin that they'll be back soon, and leave to go and get this over with.

And they all bond some more and god. None of them know what they're doing but that doesn't mean they're not trying though. They soon also get wrapped up in other quests and welp. Now the three of them are just seen as the legendary heroes and as angels pretty much. That's cool.

They all write letters to the villagers and they get letters back. They all camp under the stars and go and dream of places they'll go after this and Foolish and the Merchant smiles fondly as Cornelius talks about their partner and their son.

Eventually, after two years, they reach the cave and there laid the Crimson Beast.

The fight was easy. It was dead the moment they entered.

They go home with people calling their name in praise and with the happy thought of seeing their loved ones again.

They arrive and they're met with hugs and worried exclaims for them as well as a two-year old child running towards them and being excited to see them.

Things soon return to normal. The village is a bit richer but otherwise the same and that's okay. Everyone is talking to each other and asking about the adventures the three had and laughing at them about it.

The Merchant goes and spoils Robin a bit too much and often goes and teaches him some of the basics of sword-fighting even as Cornelius and Cat says that he is only 8 and that he really shouldn't be learning that so soon. Foolish on the other hand encourages it and that earns a playful shove from his brother.

Then one day, the three of them go out as a little bonding moment. Just a little outing together like old times.

They go into the woods

They go and find a cave they hadn't seen before

All three of them explore it

They find a box

Cornelius grabs the box

Something is in the box

Everything goes black

When Foolish and the Merchant woke up, they find Cornelius missing as well as all their gear and have a sinking, sinking feeling.

Both of them rush to the village only to find that it is now empty and devoid of life. There was nothing there except a person in all green standing in the middle.

(Foolish: Cornelius! Oh thank god. You're okay. What happened!? We woke up and you were gone! Is everyone alright? Where are they?

Merchant: ...Foolish I don't think that's Cornelius anymore.

Foolish: Wha- But it is Cornelius. He looks like him and-

Dream: Right you are my fellow Merchant! I'm not Cornelius! A bit off there little god.

Foolish: ...What did you do to my brother.

Dream: Eh. Nothing he didn't got himself into. Don't worry he's alright. A bit separated from his body and trapped in a box with all the other villagers but he's alright. He's alright. If it is any consolation though, I will say that the little one has escaped.

Merchant: You- You-

Dream: What little Merchant? What will you do? Stab me with the sword? Yeah that's not going to happen. You see, this is still Cornelius' body. If you kill this thing then Cornelius dies. Forever. Do you really want that on your conscious.

Foolish: Let them all go right now.

Dream: Hmmmm. I don't think I will. Anyways, that's enough conversation though. I think it's high time I go and leave. Ta ta!)

...The two of them were left with an empty village and a heavy heart.

With that, Foolish turned to look at the Merchant and told him to move out and find a new village to set up shop at. Tells him to go and live his own life. He's got this. It'll be over before they know it.

And so the Merchant does just that. They both part ways with the hope that they'll meet each other soon.

And then months went by

And then years went by

And then Foolish realized that he has no idea where Dream is and where to start and realized that he doesn't know where his nephew is.

And the Merchant realized that it is likely that they'll never come back and see each other again.

The Merchant tells their child stories about Uncle Foolish and Uncle Cornelius. They tell them amazing stories of adventure and family and have a small, dimming hope that one day they'll see Foolish, Cornelius, and the others again.

Foolish explored the lands searching desperately for his brother, a way to fix this, and his nephew. He has the hope of seeing them again but it is dimming with every passing day.

Years go by

The Merchant dies

Foolish couldn't make it to his funeral

The shop is passed down among the family for years and years. The stories has been passed down and has faded from their memories.

The stories and achievements are long gone to the family, only being told through books of legends and myths.

One day Foolish decides to go and visit the Merchant's shop, now run by their descendant. A descendant from countless, countless years of their family.

They almost went and had a heart attack as they see a person who looks strikingly similar to the Merchant they saw as their second brother all those years ago.

He immediately cries after they ask how they can help him.

(Punz: Oh uh...Oh shit. Uh do you need a hug? I'm sorry if I said anything wrong.

Foolish: No, no, it's just that- *hic* it's just that you look close to an old friend I knew from before

Punz: Oh...I'm sorry. We can go into the back if you want? I can make some hot chocolate if it makes you feel any better.

Foolish: God and you- I'm sorry it's just-

Punz: Hey hey hey, no it's okay. It's okay. You're grieving. This is fine alright? Do you want me to hug you?

Foolish: Please.)

[soviet-sin-corner]

just some fun meaningless definitely wrong speculation where I changed my mind several times while writing :]

(I am a fool and didn't think this through. I really went oops all bad takes with this one but gjhkllkjfgh)

Klaus is an interesting character. Like... Well I was rewatching T-34 for the 5th time. Y'know as you do and this time round I paid more attention to Klaus' character and he's just... interesting. Two specific scenes stood out to me in particular. The scene where he is talkng about making an elite Tank squad and the scene where he's on the bridge fighting.

The frst scene stood out because of the line in response to being asked if he hated the russians. "I am a soldier, I am not supposed to have feelings. My duty is to serve my country." or something along those lines. The reason why this stuck out to me was because 1. Klaus, and I mean this in the most neutral way possible, is low key kinda emotional. Maybe more so near the end than at the beginning, but I don't think he's powered by simple civic duty. He's a lively character to say the least and even if the only reason he's there in the first place is some form of civic duty, but idk how to articulate it but he's lying about one thing or the other in this

and

2. Klaus looks very much dead inside in that scene.

I think this scene may have been more so to distance Klaus from the ideology of well... yeah... BUT all the same it's a strange scene he looks like he doesn't even want to be there and maybe I'm just really bad at interprating scenes but gimmi a break it's my first tme analysing any form of media. I'm just spouting what has come to mind and I'm not even sure if I agree with what I'm writing I'm really just speculating nd writing here sooo dshkshfsjhfkd even then the scene has a strange undertone. It feels vastly diffrent from the Klaus seen throughout the rest of the movie.

And speaking of a vastly different Klaus. The Klaus on the bridge ouldn't be more different than the Klaus talking to the Fuhrer. In that seen Klaus wasn't even remotely near #soldierboidoingmydutiesuwu. He was well... emotional and even then scene prior to that was definitely not powered by anyform of rational. Like... You had him, klaus. You should've just shot none of this noble bullshit that guy is your enemy... BUT... but that at least certifies that he has some form of respect for Nikolai/nikolya (im just gonna call him nik for now). Even though that was blindingly obvious by the rest of the movie, but I'm going of the rails.

Basically the second scene had a line like "I'm not gonna kill you I'm going to cut of your head first" and then followed by similar remarks and such. Soldier Klaus would just kill Nik, but Klaus in this scene definitely has the, I want to make you suffer vibe to him. Which is why it's also strange to me in the last scene where he shows little hesitation before resigning. Like he definitely has an "Welp you won the tank battle and since you won. I'm going to be a graceful loser about it" kinda vibe to it. Which I mean... Where did the "my duty is to serve my counrty" vibes go Klaus? Did they blow up with your cadets, hmmmm? Tell me Klaus.

In short what I'm trying to say is I don't quite understand why Klaus does anything. Of course this could all be explained by an ideological standpoint and then for the scene in klingenthal more just being a sore loser. But at the same time. the scene with the Fuhrer... I mean I feel like his eyes show disdain. Like he doesn't like him and for it to be purely ideological then you gotta like the big boss... like high ranking military personel may dislike them, but then there's something they're getting out of it. What's Klaus getting out of his position. Is he power hungry? Does he want special privaliges? Does he want to kill the Fuhrer? I don't think there's any evidence supporting any of those So maybe he really is just serving his country in the way he sees best... but then agan maybe he isn't and something else is going on? But probably not.

Either way klaus is weird and he's a good character. Though I know in less than a few days I'll have a completely different opinion on the character and there was probably a lot simply lost in translation. But He's still fun to think about. Maybe I'll rewatch the movie. Well, I will rewatch the movie. But maybe I'll pay attention solely to Klaus.

[sanstropfremir]

how would u rank seonghwa/san/wooyoung/yunho/yeosang as performers/dancers? when i first saw that 5 members from atz was part of the dance performance for kingdom it surprised me because….? that just seems like a lot esp considering that atz is only a group of 8 and it doesn’t make sense that 5 are dancers, 2 are rappers, and only 1 as vocal. unless maybe that is the whole point? as most 4th gen are focused on performance more than ever now.

hmmmm many thoughts, thank you for this question anon!

i'm putting this under a cut just because i spaced it out kinda long, oops

ateez is a special case even among 4th gen groups, who are definitely more performance focused than previous generations, because of the sheer number of talented performers they have. but! i don't think kq weighted the group 5/2/1 on purpose. if you look at kprofiles their current official positions are:

hongjoong - leader, rapper, composer, centre

seonghwa - vocalist, visual

yunho - performer, vocalist

yeosang - vocalist, performer, visual

san - vocalist, performer

mingi - performer, rapper

wooyoung - performer, vocalist

jongho - main vocalist, maknae

which mostly makes sense, as we've established they have a lot of good performers and yes they are also vocalists. but these are WAY more general terms than are normally seen with group position distribution; generally there's sub- and main and lead thrown around. on the kpop wiki, their positions are listed as:

hongjoong - leader, rapper, sub-vocalist

seonghwa - lead vocalist, sub-rapper, visual

yunho - main dancer, vocalist

yeosang - lead dancer, sub-vocalist, visual

san - lead vocalist

mingi - main rapper, lead dancer

wooyoung - main dancer, sub-vocalist, visual

jongho - main vocalist, maknae

and in the kq fellas predebut series that kq put out on youtube in mid 2018, their positions are labelled as:

hongjoong: leader, rapper, composer

seonghwa, yeosang, san - vocals

yunho, wooyoung - performance

mingi - rapper, performance

jongho - main vocal

and honestly? just looking at these designations after watching an ateez performance is confusing as fuck. seonghwa as only a vocalist?? san as only a vocalist????? what on earth was kq smoking??????

here's my hypothesis: kq didn't actually expect seonghwa, yeosang, and san to be good performers. two of them (seonghwa, yeosang) are the designated visuals, and idol groups are no stranger to propping up visual positions. san is actually a good vocalist with a lot of potential and he's actively been making good and interesting choices, especially in the last year. none of them had any reason to push being allrounders, but they're from a very small company and had their sights set big, and ain't that a fucking motivator. also honestly, and this is a big part of it, it's really hard to gauge how good a teenage boy is going to be at something in the long run. 18-20 is still the tail end of puberty for most dudes, and what i've noticed with male idols is that regardless of that they don't tend to actually fill out until 22-23ish, especially if they debuted in their teens. this is probably compounded by the fact that intense physical training can extend puberty, and because they're in the public eye, we can see them mature in real time. i promise i have a point here other than standing on my 'we should not be debuting idols under 20' soapbox and that point is other than wooyoung and yunho, i don't think any of these boys had invested any significant time (classes, dance training, etc) into being physical performers pre auditioning. and the fact that kq is a small company is a factor. the auditionees they're going to be pulling are not going to the be ones that have been training pre audition: those people are going directly to the big three, or even to the midsize companies like starship, jellyfish, and cube. the kids kq are pulling are going to be determined and probably good at whatever skill they audition with (likely vocals), but they aren't going to be 12 yro taemin. i could be wrong, since i don't actually know what ateez's personal stories are, but that's my guess. i think kq was looking to assemble a young, relatively evenly weighted group and accidentally managed to get three extra performers by nature of teenaged boys are sometimes are ducks made of silly putty: they take to the water extremely well and have bizarre malleable properties that you only figure out once you start working with them. ok maybe this metaphor is a bit mixed but you get my point.

ok as for actual rankings of who i think is the best performer, of these five specifically? san, seonghwa, wooyoung, yunho, yeosang, in that order. yunho and wooyoung are absolutely the most technically skilled, and i would also put yeosang in this category too, but san and seonghwa know how to act. well, they know how to operate a stage persona, i can't confirm if they can actually act. but this segues into the next point i want to make, which is that i don't think san is the best performer in ateez. i get that it makes the most sense to categorize the group like this because a) the positions, and b) kingdom made it real easy, but i think if you want to rank performers in ateez you have to include all of them, because even though he is one of the weaker dancers, hongjoong is the best performer. he has the widest range in performance, he can actually act, and he's the best at controlling and yielding centre. so a more fair performer ranking of ateez looks more like:

hongjoong

san

seonghwa

wooyoung

mingi

yunho

yeosang

jongho

i also think their individual skills are going to even them out in the next couple of years; we've already seen significant growth in all of them but notably from wooyoung, san, and yeosang since debut, and that's going to continue as they settle into being adults. pick and choose any 2nd or 3rd gen group and you can see the evidence. once the boys hit 25 and really hit their stride, we're gonna be in trouble.

[blazinbeautywrites]

Band Wars: Rise of the Phoenix

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

None of the pics or gifs I use belong to me so full credit goes to the originators of said gifs and pics.

Length: 2,356 words

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this out guys. I was not happy with the final results and when I was I still was unsure so I rewrote it again and decided to just post it. I’ll let yall be the judge lol.

Genre: Honestly idk lmao

Chapter 1

 Universal Music Group (UMG) decides to debut a new girl group, PHOENIX on their first ever reality show “Next Big Thing.” The winners of the show get a 5 year, 5 album recording contract and will tour with CNCO 1 year after they debut. The winner of the show was Zania Reye Bloom, followed by London Monroe Jones, Jolene Maria Sanchez, Siane Rei Choi, and Avery Lynn O'Reilly. The band is composed of 5 talented women with different ethnic backgrounds, ages 24-25. 

Since the show served as the girl’s training they were immediately thrusted into the spotlight after the show ended. They went to work on their debut album and as the release date approached the girls were getting antsy. Now only were they about to release their baby onto the world, but they were finally meeting CNCO today and discussing ideas for their tour.

*UMG headquarters in LA*

“Yoooo I’m fucking excited! Can yall believe our debut album is coming out in a couple days?” London said as she led a couple of her members to the elevators.

“Girl this tour bout to be lit as fuck. Bruuuh we’re going to fucking Sweden. I didn’t even think we had fans out there.” Zania said.

“Yeah you can thank that girl Astrid who made the finals. She was Swedish.” Avery said.

The girls finally heard the elevator ding at their floor and immediately got out. The girls walked into a meeting room where they saw their other 2 members Jolene and Siane bonding with the boys of CNCO.

“Finally you bitches show up. What took yall so long?” Siane asked.

“Avery thinks she’s still in Ireland and almost drove us into a damn ditch.” Zania said.

“You’re alive aren’t you? So quit complaining.” Avery said as she took a seat opposite Erick.

“Anyways if yall are done….THIS is CNCO ladies. This is Zabdiel, Christopher, Erick, Joel, and this is Richard.” Siane said as she pointed to each boy as she introduced them. Richard definitely caught Zania’s eye and she quickly averted her eyes so he wouldn’t catch her ogling him. Little did she know, he was checking her out too.

“And I’m Zania, and of course yall met Jolene and Siane. This is London and Avery.” She said as she gestured to her other bandmates. She was about to say something else when a tall, slender woman walked into the room followed by a man wearing the loudest shade of yellow and another woman dressed in all black.

“Okay let’s make this short and sweet. I’m Veronica Pierce, you can call me Vee or Ms. Pierce, never Veronica. Get it? Got it? Good. I am your tour  creative director. I’ll be working closely with you all to design your tour. And please, let’s all collectively agree on a specific concept. I will not have my people designing 2 separate stages. To my left is Chez Moa, your set designer. And to my right is Mel Carter she and her team will be styling you all so meet with her some time this week so she can get an idea of what you guys want and need. And ladies you have a busy weekend ahead. Friday you have your album release, press runs, then your album release party later that night. Saturday you’ll be on Good Day LA where you’ll be interviewed and then perform your lead single. Sunday you have a mini showcase where yall will perform some fan fave covers from the show and a few songs from the album, including your single with CNCO. You’ll have tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday to learn choreo for both performances. You’ll meet your choreographer tomorrow. Any questions?” 

The whole room was silent as both groups stared at Veronica and her associates. Zania raised her hand and the other members of Phoenix sighed. They knew how this shit was about to play out.

“So do we get to breathe? Or do we have to pencil that in too?” Zania asked. She knew she was being an asshole but this shit was ridiculous.

“Hmmmm you must be Zania Bloom. They told me you had a mouth on you. Listen up sweetie this my show. I call the shots and if they bother you, you can leave.” Veronica said. Zania smirked at her and leaned back in her chair.

“Nah I’m good. You may continue, Ms. Pierce.” Zana said. Sarcasm dripping from her words.

“Anyways that’s all for now. And remember this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. It can be taken away in the blink of an eye so watch yourselves.” Veronica spoke. She eyed the room but everyone knew exactly who that was meant for. She, Mel, and Chez exited the room in silence. Once they left, Siane burst out laughing.

“Yo I was clenching my fucking ass cheeks. She’s soo fucking hot.” Siane said.

“Keep it in your pants Siane. And Zania, girl why did you do that? You made that shit more intense than it needed to be.” London asked.

“You know me, I just had to say something. She was a bitch to us when we did the show, now they’re making her the tour director, wtf?” Zania said.

“Am I the only one who noticed that guy had on too much yellow?” Chris said. Everyone turned to him and started laughing.

“Look, I ain’t wanna say anything but he was so wrong for that. And it was a complete contrast to Mel who had on all black.” Jolene said.

“But real shit Vee ain’t no joke, she can make or break you. So just be careful.” Richard said. He made eye contact with Zania and she smiled at him.

“Oh I’m not afraid of her. She’s on a power trip so I’ll entertain her mess for the sake of this tour. You don’t have to worry bout me baby boy.” Zania said. Everyone got up to leave but on her way to the door she was stopped by Richard.

“I don’t know if you realized but I’m a grown ass man so that baby boy shit not gon fly with me.” Richard said. Zania was amused.

“Oh did I bruise your whittle ego babe? Look it’s not that serious-”

“But it is that serious so treat me with respect or keep it moving baby girl.” Richard said as he cut her off. He walked away leaving Zania stunned in silence. She walked back to her group and chuckled.

“Yall…...that guy Richard just lowkey put me in my fucking place. Oh this tour is gonna be so damn fun.” Zania said. She and her bandmates went to find their stylists to get started on designing their perfect tour outfits.

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It had been a full 5 hours and the girls were hard at work on their choreo. They were thankful that most of the songs they performed were their covers from their reality show so the moves were ingrained in their heads. They breezed through their choreo for their own singles and just finished running through them a final time before Laurieann Gibson called for lunch. The girls were beyond starved and as they walked to the cafe area of the upscale dance studio they saw CNCO walk through the door.

“Oop the boys are here.” Jolene said as she fixed her slightly messy hair. She made eye contact with Zabdiel as he and the other boys walked into the dance studio they’s just left.

“Ooooohhh do I sense a little crush? London teased.

“See that tall one, Zabdiel? I promise you, I will climb him like a fucking tree.” Jolene said, much to the amusement of her group. 

“Woah. Down girl, we have a whole ass tour to get through.” Avery said.

“Look if I can’t fuck Vee, you can’t fuck Zabdiel.” Siane argued.

“Girl. Zabdiel is fair game, Vee is our fucking boss. There’s a difference.” Zania said as the girls found a table near the back of the cafe. Avery went to order them some food and soon a waiter came back with a tray of fruit, some finger sandwiches, and a basket of the cafe’s homemade potato chips.

“This looks so good and I’m starving.” London said. As the girls ate they discussed the difficult choreo.

“I really thought Laureiann was gonna throw her shoe or some shit at you cuz you couldn’t get that one move down.” Siane said.

“I wish she would throw some shit at me.” Jolene said while the others laughed at her.

“What kind of shit yall think they’ll have us do with the boys?” London asked.

“Probably something sexy, ya kno to pander to the fans.” Avery answered.

“I heard that they’re partnering us up with them for the collab so whomever we pick is our dance partner for the song.” Siane added.

“Well. this should be fun.” Zania said. The girls chat a little bit longer before cleaning up and heading back into the dance studio. When they arrived they heard their song with CNCO playing. Laurieann was teaching them their choreo and once saw the girls she turned the music off and immediately began assigning pairs.

“Okay London you’re with Joel, Jolene with Eric, Zabdiel and Siane, Avery and Chris are partners and lastly, Zania, you’re with Richard. Everyone please stand with your partner. I’m only gonna do the dance two times and then you’re gonna do it and we’ll fine tune everything afterwards” Lauriann said as she read off her list. Before the girls could even process anything they quickly got into formation to do the choreo.

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A few hours later, both Phoenix and CNCO were spread out on the floor, exasperated. Lauriann told them to rest up and that she’d see them in the morning before she left them all a sweaty mess in the studio.

“I swear there are parts of me that are sweating I ain’t know could sweat.” Siane said as she attempted to lift her head to no avail.

“Girl I feel like my fucking feet are gonna fall off.” Zania said.

“I can’t feel my left asss cheek.” Jolene mumbled.

“Bruh at least yall voices aren’t hoarse as fuck.” Richard said.

“We should probably start heading out because I need an ice bath or some shit.” Avery said as she willed her body to move. Everyone followed suit and struggled getting to their feet. When the girls began packing up to leave, Zabdiel strolled on over to pull Jolene to the side. Zania looked on and smirked to herself. All she hoped was that whatever they had going on didn’t get in the way of her group’s path to success. She snapped out of her little daze just as Jolene made it back.

“Well, what was that about?” Zania asked.

“Girl he asked for my number. I was like no and he said can you really say no to this face. I almost fucking melted so I gave him my number. He’s so fucking cocky. I love it.” Jolene beamed. Zania could tell her friend was happy so she chose to keep her mouth shut. The girls finally made it to the elevator when Zania realized she’d left her phone in the dance studio.

“Shut yall I left my phone. Yall go on I’ll text yall once I get home.” Zania said.

“Girl we’ll wait, just hurry up.” London said. Zania jogged back to the building and ran up the stairs to be quicker. Once she got to the door of the studio she heard the boys talking.

“I really like that girl London. She’s classy, yet has a sexy side. I like that.” Joel said.

“Now see Jolene….them lips. I bet her head game on point.” Zabdiel said.

“Ew bro what the hell!” Eric exclaimed.

“I know you of all people are not talking.” Richard said.

“Even though I think she’s kind of a bitch, Zania fine as fuck too.” Christopher said.

“Yeah she is fine. Yall seen that ass? I’d love to get behind that.” Richard said. Zania had heard enough and walked into the room.

“Yall should really make sure that the door is completely closed before you talk about us. Anyways I left my phone and just came back to get it. Oh and Richard, Zabdiel? I understand that Jolene and I are attractive but please don’t talk about us like we’re pieces of meat mkay?” With that she grabbed her phone and walked out, leaving the boys a little dumbfounded. Once she got back outside she filled her girls on what she heard.

“You know. We should teach them a lesson.” Jolene said.

“Oop I sense an infamous Jolene Sanchez prank.” Siane said.

“Yep. Okay so here’s the plan.” Jolene explains the little prank they’ll play on the boys at the showcase. They’d messed with the wrong girls.

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The rest of the week went by in a blur and before they knew it, their album release day was finally here. It’d only been a few hours and their album was already number 1 on a few of the urban and pop album charts. Siane screenshot the Billboard charts where their album was number 1 and sent it to their group chat. She then called them all on a video chat.

“WAKE UP BITCHES! WE NUMBER 1 BABYYYYYY!!!!1!” She yelled into the phone. The others, as groggy as they were, laughed at how hyped their member was.

“Girl you are so lucky I was up getting ready or I’d curse you the fuck out.” Zania said. 

“Bitch whatever. Anyways I love yall so much! We’ve officially ARRIVED! Like we in the fucking building forreal now. WHEW! Let me start getting my shit together. See yall soon. Love ya! Siane said as she hung up the video call. The girls were buzzing and couldn’t be any happier that after almost 6 months, their hard work has finally paid off and that their fans love their album as much as they do. They couldn’t wait to see what lie ahead for them. They knew whatever it was, it was gonna be big.

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Lunch Buddy: Chapter Nine

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Overall Story Facts:

Fandom: MCU Captain America/Avengers

Story Summary: Steve Rogers makes a friend. A prickly, generally people-averse friend, but they’ll both take what they can get.

Quick Facts: Friendship (/Eventual Romance) – Steve Rogers & Reader (leading to Steve Rogers/Reader) – Female Reader

Story Warnings: Reader-insert that verges on OFC, written in 1st person past tense

Chapter 9: Drunk Buddy

Chapter Summary: Emotions suck. But it’s nice to have someone willing to stick around despite them.

Chapter Word Count: 3370

A/N: Warning for intentional typos, drunkenness, POV being slightly down/self-deprecating in parts. I wish I had more to say but uh, new Fire Emblem game is really good and all my braincells are going towards romancing and teaching and stabbing. Please enjoy!

    I was drunk. Just the right amount– I felt pretty pleasant, light and comfortable, but I wasn’t out of it. Or so I thought, until I stumbled outside and suddenly I couldn’t, for the life of me, remember how I had decided I was going to get home.

Oops.

My phone buzzed and I displayed excellent dexterity by catching it just as it slipped out of my hand. So I wasn’t that drunk and I would remember…eventually. After a brief dip into whatever nonsense Steve was sending me in the middle of the night.

Steve: Help Steve: I need a good excuse to leave a party

I bit down on my lip to keep from laughing.

Me: Does anything need saaving? Steve: It’s Tony’s party Me: Hmmmm

I tried to think, but it was hard.

Me: Sorry Steve: It’s okay Steve: What are you up to? Me: Just leaving club Me: Stopping to try to rememember Me: How I was going to get home tonight Me: I think subw Me: ay? Me: But Me: Wait Me: Wht time is it?

I squinted at the clock. Okay, slightly-more-than-midnight.

Me: Okay guess i’m not Me: doing that Steve: You were going to take the subway Steve: At this time of night Steve: While drunk?

I stuck out my tongue.

Me: Stop it Me: I can feel the look you’re making Me: Also I dint know it was so late Me: Also also: I’m not as drunk as I look in texting. A little yes but i’m more lazy than out of it Steve: Regardless Steve: Do you need a ride home?

I smirked.

Me: I guess if I can’t think of an excuse I can be one Steve: Exactly!

That was nice. I hadn’t seen him in a few days. I missed him.

Me: Ooooooooo Me: Are you hungry? Me: There’s a dumb trendy pizza place Me: That’ll probably close within a couple months Me: But it’s actually really tasty Me: Wanna meet? Me: There? Steve: I’d rather make sure you stay safe Me: It’s like a block away Me: Or smth

I made an executive decision and sent him the name of the place and the one street name I could remember.

Me: I’ll save us a table, pls don’t come in a suit Steve: It’s a little dressy for a pizza date Me: And I look cute for once Me: You will not Me: outdress me Steve: Noted Steve: Should I wear my workout gear?

I failed to see how that would make me look decent by comparison.

Me: Stop texting and get ready Me: Or unready Me: Whatever Steve: I can multitask

Wait a minute.

Me: Are you on your way????

He did not respond. I started walking. However for me, at the moment, multitasking was a touch more difficult.

Me: You are such a dick Me: I’ll see you there Steve: Wait! Steve: I’m almost there!

When my fingers failed to hit the right buttons thanks to righteous indignation and adrenaline, I stopped again.

Me: I didn’t say I was on the same street

“It’s not hard to narrow it down.”

I jumped and my phone flew into the air. I tried to reach for it but a hand came from over and behind me and caught it before it could be dashed against the unforgiving concrete. I held my chest while my heart recovered and I turned to give Steve the dirtiest look I could muster.

“Sorry,” he said. Smiling.

“You have never been sorry for anything in your life ever,” I said and put my phone in my purse. “How did you get here so fast?”

“Well, I was close,” he said. His hair looked good and he smelled nice, but he otherwise wore his standard jacket and jeans. “Also, your texting is…really slowed down.”

“Hm.” I really didn’t think I was that drunk so much as he was just that desperate to get out of an uncomfortable social situation, but I could sympathize with that to extremes so I didn’t push it. “Come on; I need food.”

“To soak up the alcohol?”

I dragged him by his jacket sleeve. Except, when we were just about there I realized I was less ‘dragging’ and more ‘leaning on’ him. I felt the creeping tendrils of ‘shit, this is a bad idea,’ but it felt like it was too late. It was too late and I didn’t want to tell him to fuck off because I suddenly couldn’t deal. If I was sober enough to realize the ways this night could go poorly, then I was sober enough to deal with it. I hoped.

“Are you going to be sick?” Steve asked and put his hand on my back. It should have been a nice, centering, kind thing, but at the moment it just felt heavy.

“Nope; just thinking about what I’m going to order,” I said and slipped away from him to get the door. He was quicker, though, and pulled it open for me from over my head just as I went for the handle. That made it slip out of my hand and I fell forward a bit, but I caught myself rather well, in my own opinion. I shot him a dirty look and he shrugged with a sheepish smile. Since he was apologetic, at least, I went forward to stand in line.

The place was fairly busy for what time it was, but I wasn’t the only drunk person there. Nor was I the drunkest, which was nice, though they were annoyingly loud, which sucked. I focused on the menu, and scanned it for things Steve might like. “Do you trust me?” I asked and looked at him.

He was frowning at the board and his “Mostly?” was the most unconvincing thing I’d ever heard.

The look on his face made me smile. “Let me guess: you’ve never had pizza outside of pepperoni or plain cheese?”

“And supreme,” was his defense. But I could understand; some of the pizza toppings here were just plain weird, to the point where even I hadn’t yet tried them.

“Okay, hear me out,” I said. “The pizzas aren’t personal but they also aren’t that big, so I’m going to order four that I know I like and that I think you’ll like, and then we’ll get one ‘Boring’ for you to snack on just in case. Sound good?”

He nodded but looked at me with some exasperation. “You got something against just cheese and pepperoni?”

I didn’t even try to hide my glee at I pointed to the area on the menu where it listed, in a wholly appropriate font, ‘Boring.’ It was just a typical cheese pizza but Steve’s look of annoyance was worth everything. Suddenly, inviting him out was a great idea– the best I’d ever had.

“Do you secretly own this place?” he asked as we waited for the gaggle in front of us to grab their cups and go.

“If I owned a pizza place I’d be bankrupt and easily mistaken for a parade float,” I said and stepped forward to order. I got my wallet open as I spoke but when I finished telling the cashier what I wanted, Steve still managed to hold his card out before me.

“Hey; you paid last time,” I said.

“And I can pay thi–”

He jolted when I smacked his hand and his card flew to the floor. I gave the bewildered woman my card before he could recover. “I give the better tip,” I said as she swiped it.

“That’s a lie,” he said as he came back up.

I shrugged and pointed at the tip jar. “Put up or shut up.”

He looked right at me while he opened up his wallet and counted out one twenty, and another, and…

My eyes widened at the end amount he dumped in the jar and when I stole a look at the girl behind the register she was straight up gawking. “You’re such a fucking show-off,” I said and signed the receipt (after adding my suddenly-so-much-less-impressive tip).

“I am so okay with that,” she blurted out.

I laughed as he ducked his head and stole away with the number and his cup. “Sorry; I concede defeat,” I told her.

“Yeah, no problem,” she said like she didn’t even hear me and she stared at the tip jar even as I went to get my drink. Then I joined Steve in the corner, where he fidgeted while we waited. When we got the pizzas and I dished out some slices, he didn’t look upon them any more kindly than he had the descriptions.

“Here,” I said and pushed one of the plates over to him. Then I stacked the boxes so the plain one was at the bottom. “Try these first. If you don’t like them then you can have the cheese all to yourself.”

He sighed and looked at each piece. “It seems like such a possible waste. What if I can’t do more than one bite?”

I rolled my eyes. “Then I’ll cut off where your icky diseased lips touched and eat it myself. Fuck, man, weren't you in the army?”

He ducked his head but he was smiling. “Sorry; you’re right, this isn’t any worse than–”

“Eat or die,” I said and threw a packet of parmesan at his face.

Thankfully he knew better than to test the strength of even a lightly-drunk woman’s stomach and he ate. And if the noise of surprise he made didn’t show how he felt about the food, the way he plowed through the rest of it clearly did. I managed to snake a few more pieces and I was still getting through them when he neared the end of his.

And yet in between inhales he still found the time to be really annoying.

“So, tonight…did you go with a date?”

There were a lot of things I could have said to that, but all of them were terrible, and none of them made me feel better, so I shook my head. “Just by myself; to get out.” He was staring at me, and I wanted him to stop. “I’ve been a little…down, I guess.”

“Hm,” he said, not stopping his steady look. “Is that why you’ve looked like you’re about to cry all week?”

I shrugged and took a bite. It was still good, but my throat had closed up, so I had to chew for a while. Steve stared at me until I swallowed. “What?” I said.

“I can be patient,��� he said, smiling slightly, like this was a light thing.

I tried to act like it was. I rolled my eyes. “Keep holding your breath and I’m gonna eat your pizza.”

He relented then, thank goodness, and chowed down on the last of the food in front of him. When he sat back then, it was a lot more natural. “I can’t believe I let you pay for all that and I ate most of it,” he said.

I snorted and kept picking at my last piece. As much as I wanted to finish, my stomach wanted me to curl up in bed and forget it existed for a while. “If you admit I was right I’ll consider it paid in full.”

“You were right; that was delicious,” he said. He looked me over. “How are you feeling?”

“Okay. Sleepy,” I said and stopped playing with my food. “Do you want this? I only took a little bit.”

“Well, I guess so. Since I was in the army and all.” He took the slice and smiled mischievously at me.

“You think you can handle my poison lips?” I asked.

“For good pizza, it’s a risk I’m willing to take,” he said, so fucking deadly serious that I fell apart into helpless laughter. Then he took a bite and his eyes bulged and he grabbed his throat and my heart skipped several beats. I was almost out of my chair to try and give him the Heimlich when I realized the bastard was just playing and I punched his shoulder hard enough to hurt. Well, me, but at least he must have felt it.

“You're an asshole,” I grumbled and shook out my hand.

He swallowed and took a moment to laugh. “I can’t wait to tell Sam. He says I can’t act to save my life.”

“I don’t think it’s real brag-worthy to get one over on a drunk girl,” I muttered and rested my head on my arms.

He turned serious all of a sudden. “Shit, I forgot–” He dug through his little backpack and pulled out painkillers and a bottle of water like a proud kid showing off his potato lamp at a science fair. “I’m sorry; I can’t believe I almost forgot these.”

“You brought this for me?” I asked. I opened the pill bottle and it still had the foil and cotton, and the water bottle seal was still uncracked. He hadn’t just brought it for me, he had bought it for me. That was…so sweet, and while I took a couple of pills and drank some of the water, he cleaned up the table.

“Come on.” He held out his hand. “I’ll take you home.”

The journey was a little fuzzy. All I could think about was that he had known I was drunk and instead of taking that as a sign to stay at his boring party, he’d left to hang out. With me. And instead of just dumping me in a cab after it all, he was coming with me. To make sure I got home safe. Because he cared that much.

Familiar melancholy rose back up in me like frothing bile, and as he helped me into my apartment I felt like I was going to burst. “Th-thank you,” I said. “I can’t– I can’t believe you brought me home.”

“I’m just doing what a friend does,” he said as he helped me to my room.

“Thank you. You're a good friend,” I said as I sat down and shut my eyes. It was going to hurt so bad when he eventually got sick of me. But it was okay. I had to make sure he knew it was okay. “I’m gonna– I’m gonna miss you when you go.”

He stopped whatever he was doing at the side table, and weight settled on the bed next to me. “When I go tonight?”

“When you get tired of me, and go,” I said and leaned my head against my pillow. I sighed. It was so much comfier.

“Why do you think I’m going to do that?” he asked quietly.

“It’s okay,” I said, because he sounded hurt. “Everyone does. It’s me; I’m…I’m no good. I’m bad at staying in touch; I flake out if I can’t handle shit. I say the wrong things. I’ve had good friends but I’ve never been one. So it’s– it’s okay. When you want to go, just know it’s oka–”

~

I woke up with distant dreams of fluffy pancakes, a minor headache, and a vague feeling of unease. I shut my eyes tight and loosened up when that just hurt. Why did I feel so weird? I had been a little miserable and so I had gone out. I’d gotten a little drunk. I’d texted Ste– oh no. But, wait, no, it wasn’t that bad. We had hung out, had dinner, and I’d come home. He had helped me home. And then…

I sat up and wanted to vomit for reasons other than a hangover. Because I had basically done that to Steve the night before, only worse. Normal vomit you could clean up, but what could you do about emotional vo–

Okay. I pinched the bridge of my nose. I really needed to stop thinking about being sick or I was going to get real literal about it. I took a deep breath, got out of bed, and shuffled towards my door. Physically I wasn’t actually so bad off– thanks Steve– but mentally I was spiraling– thanks Steve.

No. I gripped my head. No, that wasn’t fair; I was the one in a bad place and made it Steve’s problem. Shit. I didn’t know if this was something he would be willing to pretend never happened or if this was the beginning of the end.

I took a few seconds to control my breathing and beat back the tears. One thing at a time. First: coffee. And painkillers. And maybe some pancakes. Then I could text Steve and apologize and…go from there. Whatever that meant.

When I stepped out of my room though I lost my breath entirely.

Steve. Was on my couch. Sleeping.

Steve was sleeping on my couch.

I flailed like a weirdo and forced some control while my body wanted to flee my own damn home. What had I said that he felt he had to stay? That was worrisome, but…whatever was happening, a: I had no clue, and b: he still deserved an apology. So I went about The Plan, but I made a pot of coffee and decided to dump all the blueberry pancake mix I had into my biggest bowl.

I was getting the batter just right when I heard the couch springs shift. I put all my focus into making sure the powder-to-milk ratio was perfect and then started stirring. It was very quiet, so I took a quick peek and saw him standing right behind me. “Oh. Hey.” I faced forward and started stirring in earnest. “I was dreaming about pancakes, so I hope you like ‘em. You look like a guy who can eat a lot of pancakes; I’m–”

Steve draped his arms over my shoulders in the most relaxed hug ever. Inexplicably, my head actually felt better. “How’s the hangover?” he asked.

“Uh…” I took stock. “Not bad.” I didn’t know what to say. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

If he wanted to pretend it never happened, that was one thing, but this question was not that, and I peered over my shoulder to squint at him. “Do I have to say it?”

He stood up and shrugged. “I don’t know what you have to apologize for.”

“Puking emotion all over you?”

“That’s…evocative,” he said, wincing momentarily. “And I’m pretty sure I puked emotion all over you first.” He gave me a look with meaning. Man I hated those. “Closeted bi besties, remember?”

“What’s going to happen when you’re not closeted anymore?”

He looked like he was thinking about it. “Disaster bi besties?”

“You need to get off the internet,” I said. “But…accurate.”

“Are we okay?” he asked earnestly.

“I hope so,” I said, just as sincere.

He smiled and smoothed down his few fly-aways. “Sorry,” he said and glanced up like he could glare his hair into behaving.

I couldn’t help myself. “Oh thank God,” I said. “You were so hideous before; now I can actually look at you.”

He snorted. “You don’t share your feelings often, do you?”

“Did the teeth chattering give it away?”

“Knee-knocking, actually.” He leaned back against the counter. “So…are there going to be pancakes this year, or should we go out?”

My jaw dropped and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Asshole,” I said and buttered up a pan. “I did not mix a whole box of my best stuff for you to abandon me for IHOP. You're going to eat these pancakes or else.”

“Or else what?” he asked as I ladled some batter in.

“Or else you get no coffee,” I said and pointed at the pot. He made a sound like he quietly suffered an injury and went to pour himself a cup in the mug I had set out for him. I sipped my own while I made breakfast and smiled sweetly in return for the glare he aimed at me. As I made a breakfast for me and a human trash compactor, my headache started lifting really fast, and my body settled into a relaxed feeling suitable for a Sunday morning. Thank god for coffee.

And Steve Rogers was pretty okay too.

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8- Pet Peeves when it comes to roleplaying?                                                      

Hmmmm

Pet peeves

You know, since I’ve backed off from Role-playing, I cannot really think of anything that stands out anymore, none that really give me that strong emotion, but I’ve got lingering feelings. 

Also a side-note, this is pretty basis because of how I was taught how to rp and how I was taught to interact, so there will be controversy, but it doesn’t mean its not a pet-peeve despite the fact I’ve learned to adapt. Its no different than living with someone new and learning that they don’t lock the door when they are using the bathroom; yes its annoying, but you’ve learned that you should probably knock first. This goes for me as well, I might not like it, but hey, this is someone’s personal rules.

1. Taking OOC information and bringing it into an IC context. I mean I really dislike it when some knows I’m in the area on an OOC level, and then proceeds to act differently on an IC level; it ruins my rp experience, i’m sorry.

2. OOC Consent in a public place. Yes, stormwind and any city or outside the city, etc, is a public place. Now if your inside a house or something like that, that’s private isn’t it. But if your out in the open, walking down a dirty alleyway, you are asking to be mugged without consent. I think it ruins the rp experience for a lot of darker themed individuals. Now, I do agree that some people have traumatic life events that these events can ruin the rp for them, or be a trigger, but that’s why there’s private rp, and group rp, and feel free to note it in your TRP that you don’t like that rp. If there’s an asshole that still decides to approach you when you clearly have it written down that your not into that rp, then they should banished. 

3. Ignoring people. This is the top one. I absolutely despise when RPers ignore another rper because its an ‘inconvenience’ for someone to walk up at that very moment. I apologize, but if you want to tell a private story, then you go somewhere private. There are lots of different cities that no one uses. But if you want to rp in stormwind, publicly, then there are more appropriate ways on an IC level to get annoying rpers to go away; I’ve done it, sure it takes like 20 minutes of your time, but hey at least you can tell a story over a campfire how you were looking for a murderer and this random ass mage decided to have a talk with you about how amazing deathwing is! You tried to tell him go away, you aren’t interested, but he persisted, so you decided it was best to ignore him at that point and drop to whispers. 

4. Guild RP only. Yes. It actually makes my eye twitch when I join a guild and no one is online or communicate or talks on an IC level until guild events. It really does bother me. I like my open-world rp and getting people involved. 

5. SOS. What do I mean by that? Usually when someone is getting attacked, they agreed, thought they would probably win, and oops they are about to lose. BETTER  CALL IN THE GUILD AND FRIENDS HOTLINE. Please, if you do try to do that, emote it first, see if the other person can stop you, and if they can’t go for it, but if they can, live with the consequences. I’ve done it. It can lead to interesting RP. I once had a character get attacked out  by the city pond and laid their dying. Fortunately for me, someone came and saved me, because I didn’t want my character to die. Another time I lost a battle and was captured and thrown in prison. Eventually someone realized I was missing and came to rescue me (this actually one has happened probably like 5-6 times; most people don’t like to get their characters killed so the alternative is to thrown them in a prison.) 

6. Rolling Combat. I understand the point of rolls. I really, really do. However, there have been soo many times where I’ve rolled combat and they win, and my gosh, do they pull out some slick ass move that your just like, I can dodge that easily, like super easy. But you face plant for some random ass reason despite the fact your character is fresh, ready to go, and doesn’t have shoelaces; like I really don’t like it. I really don’t. I avoid it. But god-modders prefer free-emotes, but at least I can god-mod with them. If they don’t want to take a hit, despite myself taking several, very well, I’m going to run away like the pussy I am and your not going to stop me. 

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Can you talk on the phone while having the tv/radio on? I can kinda, but I get distracted pretty easily

When was the last time you went over a speed bump? Yesterday???

What is the nearest school to where you live? UNCW

What size are all the televisions in your house? We have a big one in the living room and a small one in my parent’s room

Do you have health insurance? I use my mom’s lol

How many times have you been pulled over by the cops while driving? Twice - once for going 60 in a 35 (oops) and once because my tags were expired

What is one of your favorite movie lines? “Oh fudge” “Only I didn’t say fudge.”

Describe your teeth: They’re better now than they’ve ever been, which doesn’t mean a lot lol, but they’re mostly straight and I am missing two on the bottom

How many posters are up in your house? What are some of them of? There’s a decent number of posters in my house, I have some band ones and two “keep calm and carry on” ones

How many clocks do you have in the house (including on the microwave, etc.)? Jesus Christ, a fuck ton

What is one thing you look forward to every day? Going to bed

What is one thing you dread every day? EXISTING

When was the last time you cleaned your ears via QTip? Today

When was the last time you clipped your nails? Sometime this week

How many remotes do you need for your living room tv? 3

Ever lived through a natural disaster? Several

Whats the longest youve lived without electricity? 4-5 days I believe

Name all the drugs you have tried: Marijuana if that counts

Name all of the alcoholic beverages you have tried:? Vodka, rum. whiskey, brandy, gin, a few liquors, beer, wine, cider, I think that’s all, but I’m sure I’m missing something

Name all the types/brands of cigarettes you have tried: None

Do you like candles? Yes, I’m just too lazy to burn them

Do you like to do puzzles (crosswords, word find, Soduku, etc.)? Yes

On a scale 1-10 how intelligent do you consider yourself? 7 or 8 is generous

What is one thing you stand strongly for? Separation of church and state

Post a picture of someone important to you, tell me who they are and why they’re important: I just got this laptop two hours ago so it has no pictures on it, but I would post a picture of my cat, Sylvia (sorry Ben)

Do you have a blue ray player? Yes

If you could be the owner of one site what would it be? LUSH.com

What does your doormat say? I don’t think we have one and it’s too cold to go look

What is something you always have in your fridge? Blue cheese dressing lol

Who was the last person you were on hold with (on the phone)? BEN PUT ME ON HOLD YESTERDAY

When was the last time you were sick? I’m always hungover

Who do you know that’s pregnant? A couple girls I went to school with

Who do you know that’s had a baby recently? A woman that used to be a dog groomer at my job

Do you know anyone whom got married recently? A couple people I went to highschool with got married this year

Do you know anyone who has died recently? My friend passed in October

How many surveys a week do you think you do? I haven’t been on here in a month or so

What age can you not wait for? No rush

Do you change songs in the car often? YES

Name all sports teams you’ve been on: Soccer and volleyball and I hated them both

Name all the drugs you’d never do: I wouldn’t do any of them except coke

What is the most alcohol you’ve drank in a night? 750 ml of rum

What do you order from McDonalds? Chicken nuggets or a Big Mac

What do you order from Burger King? I don’t eat Burger King, but probably a Whopper

What do you order from Wendys? Chicken nuggets

What do you order from Sonic? I haven’t had Sonic in 45 years

What do you order from Taco Cabana? I don’t know what that is

What do you order from White Castle? I’ve never actually been to White Castle, but a cheeseburger

What do you order from Taco Bell? Either the Cool Ranch taco or a cheesy bean and rice burrito

What do you order from What-a-Burger? I’ve never been there

What do you order from pizza places? Thin crust cheese pizza or a sandwich if it’s Domino’s

What do you order from most sit down restaurants? I usually end up getting two appetizers as my main course

What street sign do you find totally pointless? Hmmmm I do not know

What drinking games have you played? Checkers, but with shot glasses

When was the last time you vacuumed? Sometime this week

How many tattoos do you have? Two

How many tattoos do you want? At least a couple more

Whats something that’s high priced that you just hate to buy? Makeup

[bannerswife]

Fiction Turns To Reality (Part 1)

Title: Fiction turns to reality (Part 1)

Pairing: Jensen ackles x reader (female)

Warnings: None

Summary: The reader is a recurring actress on Supernatural and falls in love with Jensen. Only to then be fatally injured and unknowingly transported into the universe where the Supernatural is very much reality.

Word count: 1470

Authors Note: first time writing a jensen x reader soo take it easy on me lmao! I hope he is in character as of Misha and Jared as well, cause i suck at doing that ahhh oops. But if this gets enough notes then i’ll definitely post part 2! xx

Part 2

It had been the fifth time you've casted on the show Supernatural and you already feel like your apart of the family. Everyone made you feel welcome and helped you around. It really was amazing and you couldn't be more happy. You currently were sitting in your caravan waiting for someone to tell you you're up for the day when suddenly knocks were heard on your door. You quickly got up and opened the door up, a massive smile on your face. And a man with dirty blonde hair, dazzling green eyes wearing a black shirt (that made his body look better than it already is) was standing out front smiling at your appearance. "Jensen!" You said in surprise, tucking a piece of loose hair behind your ear. "Hey, uh- you're up." He said a smile on his face as he pointed back on set. "Awesome!" You said shutting the door behind you, following him. "You look excited." He said as we walked on set. "Of course, I'm here filming with Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Mark Sheppard and Misha Collins on the show Supernatural, are you kidding?! What's not exciting about that?" Jensen laughed at your enthusiasm. "You're adorable." "Hey you two love birds! Get on set!" Someone screamed out and you quickly both made your way.

Finally you had finished up and you were heading towards your caravan when someone called out your name, you turned around and were greeted by a very tall man. "Jared, hey!" You smiled, looking up at him. "Hey, tomorrow is comic-con and Misha, me and especially Jensen were hoping you could come too? You can surprise our fans." Jared suggested, smiling widely. "I mean i'd love to, its just- i don't know. I didn't think i was good enough yet to come along to those things." "Hey! Of course you're good enough." Jared said sternly but broke back into his wide smile. "Okay, only if it's okay with everyone else." "Of course, Misha and Jensen are in the car now waiting to go to the hotel, you could come too so we could all spend the night together? Maybe you and jensen will you know-" You quickly punch him on the shoulder to stop him from saying anything else. "Ow." He rubbed his arm a pout on his face. "Hey buddy, you asked for it." You said pointing at him with an evil stare as you started walked towards your caravan.

You had agreed in going to the hotel with the boys and everyone was extremely happy at the extra passenger they had accompanied. The drive was a little long and cramped but it was totally worth it, The boys were definitely the best people to go on a road trip with. Misha always keeping the drive humours along with Jared's funny little addons and Jensen always giving you a cute smile every now and then. at times you noticed in the corner of your eye him sometimes staring at you, but honestly it didn't bother you it only made you smile even more.

Finally the four of you arrived at the breathtaking hotel. But only to be then taken back as you walked into your room "Holy hell, This is beautiful!" You said running in to look around, the boys walking in behind you. You look around and into the rooms only to find that there were 3 beds. "Boys, we have a slight dilemma." You said walking back into the lounge room. "What?" They all said in unison causing you to giggle. "Uhh there's only 3 beds." "You can take my room Y/N, i'll take the couch." "No! I'm not even supposed to be here so i'll take the couch thank you very much Jackles." You argued, putting your hands on your hips. "Why don't you just share the same bed?" Misha added in, causing Jared to chuckle ever so quietly, but you still noticed giving him an evil stare yet again. "I don't mind, it's up to Y/N." "Uh Yeah, I- I guess that'll work." You both awkwardly smiled at each other making Misha and Jared laugh.

"If you could date any actor off the show who would it be and why?" A fan asked Jensen. Misha and Jared both giving him a stare that just read 'Y/N'. You still hadn't gone on stage yet but you didn't know when. Jensen was going to be singing soon so you thought that would be a good idea to enter, but you still were unsure. You always liked singing but you never had told the trio or the fans that you could, so it would be a good surprise. "Hmmmm," You heard Jensen and for some odd reason you were hoping he'd pick you. You could also just hear Misha and Jared quietly chanting, "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N." continuously. "I would have to go with Y/N. Ever since she's come onto the show I've always felt like I've had a connection with her. She's beautiful, fun, nice, and just a ball of cuteness." You raised your hand to your mouth when you heard those beautiful words that Jensen had just spoke about you, all you wanted to do was run on stage and hug him. But you decided that it would probably be a better entrance if you started singing backstage and walk on surprising everyone. The whole crowd went berserk at Jensen's answer and some people had called out (your ship name) as well causing you to chuckle. And before you knew it it was time for your big entrance. Jensen sat back down on his chair after getting his guitar and adjusted the microphone and his guitar. He then leaned into the microphone, "Any one got any requests?" He asked making the audience roar out song names. "Ah I heard someone say, 'One of Y/N's favorite songs'. I guess I can do that." He smiled. "Hmm one of her favorite songs." He thought out loud. "Ah! I know!" He said starting to strum the guitar but he accidentally missed a chord making himself, the crowd and you to laugh. Suddenly music ran through the speakers and Jensen chuckled thanking that he didn't have to use his guitar. Immediately you knew what song it was and so did the audience, cheering on at the song he had chosen to sing for them. "Rising up back from the street," He started to sing getting up from the chair doing the same actions he had done on the episode Yellow Fever in Supernatural. "Took my time, took my chances. Went the distance, Now back on my feet. Just a man and his will to survive. So many times, it happens too fast. You change your passion for glory. Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past. You must fight just to keep them alive." You thought exactly at this point it was your time to come on stage singing and for some odd reason you weren't scared anymore.  You walked on stage, sass in each step and your microphone to your mouth. "It's the eye of the tiger, It's the thrill of the fight. Rising up to the challenge of our rival." You sung doing the same actions that Jensen did in the episode. You looked back at Jensen his face shocked but he had a massive smile soon grew on his face, you then looked over to see Misha and Jared their faces shocked too but still happy. Jensen walked up to you joining in once again in the singing. "As the last known survivor stalks the prey in the night, As he's watching us all in the Eye of the tiger." You and Jensen both finished in the same position the audience going berserk once again. "Take a bow Jackles." "Actually i think we should do this instead." He turned around to face you, cupping his hands in your cheeks and then pushing his face into yours. Both your lips touching. At first you were surprised and confused but you relaxed, accepting the feelings you had with Jensen. The sound of everything around you slowly dying down to nothing as if it was only you and Jensen in the room, no one else. Jared and Misha both looked at each other stunned and full of excitement, both quickly pulled out their phones and took a picture. The crowd doing the same. You pulled your face from his taking a breathe. "Im sorry, I didn't mean-" Jensen quietly said to you his body tensing but you put your finger on his lips. "Jensen Ackles, i love you." You said looking up at his green apple eyes with your e/c eyes. "And Y/N Y/L/N, I love you." He said slowly, causing you to kiss him once again.

[sarohara]

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!

You both like friends.

You: heyy

Stranger: heyyy

You: haha how you doin?

Stranger: good

You: oh great!

You: where r u from?

Stranger: your basement

Stranger: please let me out

You: I don't have one haha

You: got u

Stranger: can you come get me

Stranger: I'm scared

You: get outta there

You: yourself

Stranger: :(

You: ok fine

You: you're free

Stranger: thank youuuu

You: you're very welcome

Stranger: ❤️❤️

Stranger: love youuu

You: I love you too

You: I mean, I know you do

Stranger: Awwwww

Stranger: i know

Stranger: call me han solo cuz i know

You: lmao han solo

Stranger: 🤌🤌

Stranger: han solo

Stranger: he's hot

You: he really is

Stranger: wow that's kinda gay innit

You: is it?

You: don't think so

Stranger: nah it defo is

Stranger: he's a guy

You: if you say so!

Stranger: i think

You: well I'm not

Stranger: so you're an f1 race car ?

You: I guess I am

Stranger: well that settles it then

You: definitely

You: what's ur name gal?

Stranger: Who said i was a gal 🤬

You: I'm assuming

You: God did

You: jk lmao

Stranger: wellll you shouldn't 😭

You: aren't u a girl tho? hahaha

Stranger: i might not be a gal

Stranger: it depends

You: i know u are

You: I can feel the energy

Stranger: you can feel the feministic energy from within me ?

You: or maybe not

You: but ya

You: kinda

Stranger: hmmmm

You: c'mon

Stranger: maybe your assumption is er5ong 🤷

Stranger: wrong***

You: yeah that's a maybe

You: but who knows

You: I mean u do

Stranger: i know 😼

You: exactly

Stranger: EXACTLY

You: you're whatever u want

You: totally free

You: hehehe

Stranger: Woooowww

Stranger: so liberal

Stranger: i like it

You: Ikr??

Stranger: i love it actually

Stranger: Maybe i wanna be an f1 car too then

Stranger: 🤷

You: I'm dying

Stranger: :(

Stranger: do don't

You: f1 car is just awesome

Stranger: f1 car is kinda sexy 😼

You: I mean it's funny

You: Imma use this term from now on

Stranger: it is indeed verr funny

Stranger: f1 car go vrooooom

You: Hahahahaha honestly so silly but funny

Stranger: you should introduce this term to your very extensive vocabulary

Stranger: it will definitely broaden your linguistic knowledge

You: Yes!! I should! tysm for this term

Stranger: no worrriiiessss

Stranger: the pleasure is mine 😼

You: always

Stranger: soooo

Stranger: tell me something

You: something

You: jk

Stranger: hmmm

You: what do u want to know?

Stranger: what is thy name ?

You: Sarah

Stranger: sarah well i must say that is indeed an amazing name

Stranger: especially since it's sarah and not sara

Stranger: Sarah is 10x better than Sara

Stranger: just sayin'

You: aw thank you <3 that's sweet

You: what's urs?

Stranger: my name isss

Stranger: drum rollllll

Stranger: Aimár

You: suspense

You: I can tell if that's a..um like a female or male name but it doesn't matter cuz it's such a nice name

Stranger: ahahahha thank youuu sarah

You: I can't spell that honestly

You: Aimár, sounds fancy tho

Stranger: it's an unusual name so i can't blame you

You: you defo can't

Stranger: thank youu

Stranger: it's spelt

Stranger: Eye-m-are

Stranger: idk if that made sense 😼😼

You: ohhh I was right then

Stranger: yess you proabbly were

Stranger: you probably nailed it

You: nice meeting you eye-m-are

Stranger: looll

You: it reminds me of Neymar

Stranger: nice meeting you Sarah with an H

Stranger: well lemme tell you that ain't the first time

Stranger: I've heard it

You: Hahahahaha

You: you get that a lot?

Stranger: yeeeaahhh i do

Stranger: whenever i meet new people that's one of the first things they say

Stranger: I'm sure Neymar gets it a lot too

Stranger: just with my name 🤷

You: Hahahaha I bet he does!!!

Stranger: soooo

Stranger: tell me something again

You: what now?

Stranger: what year was thy brought into this world ?

You: Take a guess

Stranger: ehh 2003 ?

You: closeee

Stranger: 2004

You: yes!

Stranger: waaiiiiittt

Stranger: are you for reallll ?

You: whaaaatttt

You: yesss

Stranger: me toooo wth

You: ohhh that's so cool

Stranger: yeahhhh it's super duper cool 😎

You: when are u turning 17?

Stranger: November

Stranger: you ?

You: September

You: I'm older hehe

Stranger: wooowww

Stranger: yeaahhh a couple month smh

You: Heheheh still older

Stranger: yeaahhhh ig

Stranger: you'll have to be my plug when you get old enough

Stranger: 😭

You: your plug? hahahahaha

Stranger: a person to buy alcohol for someone else

Stranger: lol

You: Yeah but I won't do that hehe

Stranger: lol that's good

Stranger: i was just making a shit joke

Stranger: it was better in my head

Stranger: i swear 😼

You: I'm just kidding silly

You: I don't drink so I can buy for u if u want

You: I bet it was better in your head indeed

You: hehe

Stranger: you don't drink ?

You: nope

Stranger: cuz you're 16 or cuz of someth else

Stranger: cuz i don't

You: no it's a trauma thing

Stranger: ohh gotcha

Stranger: won't talk about it then

You: not really

Stranger: where u from ?

You: your basement

Stranger: hmmm

Stranger: a lil uno reverse

Stranger: i see

Stranger: i do have a basement actually

You: Hahahahahaha

You: yes well I know I'm from your basement

Stranger: ohhh well that explains the weird sounds coming for there

You: Oops

Stranger: can you try and keep it quiet please ??

You: Yes I'll try, I promise

Stranger: thank youuuu

Stranger: that's very sweet of you

Stranger: it's been annoying me

You: Hahahaha :)

You: I'm so sorry I didn't know you could hear that sound

Stranger: nah don't worryyy bout it

Stranger: I'm curious what you were doing down there tho

You: none of your business sir

Stranger: welllll okayyyy then ma'm

You: or miss

Stranger: no need to be rude 🤬

You: No I mean, sir or miss

You: Hahahahahah

Stranger: you can call me sir

You: oh so you're a sir?

You: ohhh

You: I was so wrong

Stranger: i am of the oposite gender

You: I see I see

Stranger: you was indeed very mistaken

Stranger: i told you tho

Stranger: 🤷

You: You did?

You: I'm slow

Stranger: I'm pretty sure i kinda did

You: a bit low

Stranger: you're an f1 car tho

Stranger: so you're not slow

Stranger: in fact

You: ironic, innit?

Stranger: you're really fast

Stranger: yeah ironic i suppose

You: haha now for real

You: where r u from?

Stranger: innit

You: again

Stranger: guess

You: not my basement

You: how am I supposed to do that lmaoo

Stranger: welll i had to guess your age

Stranger: so it's only fair

You: there are like 200 countries around the world

Stranger: 🤷

Stranger: welll I'm not from sirgisistan

Stranger: I'll tell you that

You: Or less than that, wait lemme google it

Stranger: Only 199 left

Stranger: 293

Stranger: or someth

Stranger: i believe

You: oh whoa I thought it was like 196

Stranger: wait lol

Stranger: i might be stupid

You: 195!!! I was so close

Stranger: it ends with with 90 someth

Stranger: that i know

Stranger: oh wow

Stranger: I'm stupid then

You: Yes you are

Stranger: it's cause you're 2 months older

You: Jk sir you're adorable

Stranger: so you have more experience

Stranger: i suppose

You: Yeah, right that's the reason why I know a bit more than you

Stranger: yeah it's only logical

You: yeah of course

You: sirgisistan?

Stranger: what

Stranger: about

Stranger: it

You: what is that

You: sirgisistan

Stranger: I'm pretty sure that's a country

You: I've never of that

Stranger: or i might hsve just made it up

Stranger: idk

You: Yes of course you did!!

Stranger: well you should google it

Stranger: find out if it is

You: it doesn't exist

Stranger: really ?

You: wait lemme check

You: i'm assuming

Stranger: kirgistan

Stranger: maybe that was the one i was thinking of

You: kyrgyzstan, that one does exist

Stranger: yeahhh

Stranger: okayy then i was indeed capping

Stranger: but I'll tell you know I'm not from there

You: obsviouly you were lmao

Stranger: yeah i might be

Stranger: I'm ffom a basement in kirgisistan

You: nah seriously hahahaha

Stranger: okayy guess the continent at least

You: can i have a tip sir?

Stranger: yess

Stranger: there are only 6 of them

Stranger: there you go

You: no kidding genius

Stranger: :))

You: oh cmon

Stranger: Why thank you

Stranger: come oooonnn

You: Asia?

You: Europe?

Stranger: lol

Stranger: Not asia

Stranger: europe perhaps

You: yes you're from europe

You: where in europe tho

Stranger: what do you think ?

Stranger: north, south, or east

You: i have no clue

You: italy?

You: portugal?

You: france?

You: norway?

Stranger: wow

Stranger: hold up

Stranger: one of em

Stranger: is correct

You: oh come on

You: ohhh really?

Stranger: yess

Stranger: really

You: do not tell me you're from portugal

Stranger: why not

You: are u????

Stranger: noo sorryy

You: oh shoot

You: it's ok

Stranger: are you ?

You: nope

Stranger: oh okayy then

You: but i kinda do speak their language

Stranger: oh you speak protugese ?

You: not protugese

Stranger: whaaa

Stranger: do they not speak Portuguese

Stranger: in portugal ???

You: but ya I do speak portuguese

You: I'm just messing with u

Stranger: oohh okay

Stranger: lol

Stranger: brazil then ?

You: cuz u said protugese instead of portuguese

You: yuuup

You: damn it

Stranger: lol

Stranger: gotcha

You: you weren't supposed to know that so quickly

Stranger: I'm too good at this game

Stranger: you said you speak Portuguese

Stranger: it's the biggest clue ever

You: well I could be from Africa

Stranger: ehhh yeah sure

Stranger: a bit of a stretch but sure

Stranger: what country in africa speaks Portuguese ?

You: I'm not sure

You: Nigeria?

Stranger: i don't think so lol

You: wait wait wait

Stranger: I'm waiting

You: I don't remember :(

You: but I did know the answer

Stranger: okkkayyy then i believe youuu 🤷

You: mozambique!!

Stranger: ohhh really

You: there are more tho

Stranger: that's awwesome

Stranger: did not know they spoke protugese

You: yes they do!!

Stranger: that's really cool

You: yupp

You: lemme procede to find out where you're from

Stranger: yesss

Stranger: you almost had it

You: france?

You: I don't think so..

Stranger: why not France

You: I mean I don't know

Stranger: well you're assumption is correct

You: so you're not?

Stranger: nope

You: oh good

You: I mean

Stranger: ahaha

You: idk anyways

You: italy??

Stranger: hmmm

You: I feel like you are

Stranger: i will tell you one thing

Stranger: i am 1/4 italian

You: oh come on now

Stranger: but i am not from italy

Stranger: lol

Stranger: it's true

You: no fking way you're from norway

You: that's my fav country in the whole world

Stranger: noo fucking wayy norway was one of your guesses

Stranger: waittt actually ???

You: yesssssss

You: what the heck

Stranger: WHAAAAAAAA

Stranger: THAT ISSS TRULYY AWESOMEEE

You: HAHAHAHAH

You: wow!!!

Stranger: I'm just so incredibly shocked you guessed so quickly

Stranger: like it's the tiniest country ever

You: well I didn't actually guessed that quickly but ok hahaha

Stranger: well out of the five european countries you chose of

Stranger: norway was one of em

Stranger: quite impressive

You: Cuz I love this country!!!

You: that's why

Stranger: that's amazing

Stranger: thank youu

Stranger: have you ever been here ?

You: you're very welcome!!!

You: not yet!!!

Stranger: you should, you'll love it

You: I already do! Norway is absolutely beautiful

You: Everything's just perfect over there

Stranger: aww , lemme know when you visit norway

Stranger: I'll show you around haha

You: okay!!!! I'm already looking forward

Stranger: it's gonna be greattt

You: I'm sure it will :)

Stranger: what time is it in brazil ?

You: It's 19:22 right now

You: what about norway?

Stranger: 00:22

You: pretty late huh

Stranger: so i should probably sleep soon yeah

You: aren't u sleepy?

You: ohh ya

Stranger: a little yeah

You: ok got it, do you have any social media?

Stranger: I've got snap

Stranger: You ?

You: no shoot I don't :/

Stranger: :((

You: only snap?

Stranger: uhh I've got instagram too

You: oh sweet!! what's ur @?

Stranger: aimar.chirico

You: hold on a sec

Stranger: alrighttt i willl

You: found ya!

Stranger: awesommee !

Stranger: got the notification

You: you better follow me back sir!!

You: hehe jk

Stranger: ohhh i did 😅

You: great! :) now you can get your sleep hehe

Stranger: yess haha

Stranger: now i can rest easy

You: goodnight then :)

You: it was really nice talking to u btw!

Stranger: thank youuu

Stranger: it was truly great talking to you as well :)

Stranger: goood nighttt

You: aww!

You: see yaaa

[thebrokenscript]

it’s wednesday kids you know what that means this week’s theme was assembling the team so here we go brinn makes a comeback with that mysterious guy they saved during the “trapped” writing wednesday and oops since it’s also valentine’s day hmmmm (^;;;;; @finish-the-clone-wars

Brinn ambled into the room to check on their guest, nursing a glass of bootleg alcohol. After a quick check of vitals, they concluded that he wasn’t dead.

Yet.

It’d been about thirteen hours since they’d escaped the scene of Hacerion’s murder. Brinn was beyond exhausted, but they didn’t dare sleep while they had a stranger onboard. Getting their throat slit in their sleep was not the way they wanted to go.

“If you even could slit my throat,” they muttered, looking down at him. With his eyes closed, he looked even less intimidating than when they’d actually fought him. “There’s no way you’re a seasoned fighter or killer,” they continued, frowning down at him as they finally took a decent look at him.

He was partially Theelin. The three horns lining both sides of his face testified that much. His hair was poofy and pale blue, his skin a faded green mottled with stark ivory. Brinn decided he was probably part human too. He looked like he smiled a lot. Brinn took a sip of their drink. “Almost too pretty for it,” they commented. “Doubt anyone would peg you a murderer.”

This begged the question as to why he had killed Hacerion. Revenge was definitely one motive. Actually probably the best motive- the overkill the man had done pointed completely to revenge.

“You better wake up. I might not have any trouble taking credit for that scum’s death, but it’s going to make me some powerful enemies and that’s gonna be a you problem, not a me problem,” they said, then took a long swig from the glass.

Nothing from the man.

“Just my luck you’ve gone into a coma and won’t wake up for the next thirty years,” they grumbled. “Come on, thirteen hours of sleep is good enough. You really only need like three, you know.”

As if on queue, the man began to stir.

“Mm, good, finally” Brinn said, lowering their glass and watching him expectantly. “Come on like I said: you’ve slept long enough.”

The man’s face screwed into a faint frown. “Do you ever shut up?” he groaned, slowly opening his eyes. They fixed on Brinn, narrowed and mistrustful.

“Well usually I’m alone and my ship doesn’t give a damn if I talk so you’ll just have to deal with it,” Brinn replied cheerfully, turning away to grab the only chair in the room and drag it over to the bed. They settled down as the man slowly pushed himself up. “Be careful doing that,” Brinn said. “I don’t want you ruining my stitches.”

The man blinked blearily, confusion evident on his face.

“You were stabbed, remember?” Brinn asked dryly, then backtracked. “Actually no it was more like almost gutted. You’re lucky to be alive.”

The man pushed himself up to lean carefully against the wall where he watched Brinn warily. ”Who are you?” he asked lowly. “What do you want from me?”

Brinn shrugged slightly. “That is the question, isn’t it? What do you have to give?” they asked, a sly grin on their face as they took a sip of their drink.

The man’s eyes flickered and he leaned away. “Nothing you’d be interested in, bounty hunter.” The label made his distaste obvious.

“So you’re not a bounty hunter. Yeah I didn’t think so,” Brinn said, leaning back in the chair and crossing one leg over the other. “And I beg to differ. I know you have some information that I am very interested in.”

“You don’t even know who I am,” he grumbled.

“I know you’re the cold blooded killer of Hacerion,” Brinn said.

“Why do you think I’m going to tell you anything?” he asked, resting one hand lightly on his abdomen.

“Consider it a thank you for saving your life,” Brinn replied with a grin. “So what’s your name?”

He sighed heavily. “Ronan. What’s yours?”

“No last name?”

Ronan frowned at them. “Not that you care about.”

“Mm I beg to differ,” Brinn said, their smile not faltering. “Here, I’ll offer my name in exchange. Fair enough?”

“Do I have a choice?” he asked, voice edged with bitterness.

Brinn sighed. “You must tell me what I’ve done that’s given you the idea that I enjoy torture,” they said, then waved one hand dismissively. “I’m not gonna hurt you- especially not after I spent so long putting you back together- but I would really prefer you tell me what I want to know.”

“Or what?”

“Rumor has it someone killed Senator Hacerion. The bounty is up and boy does it pay well,” they grinned, watching him in a manner that made it very clear there would be no compromise.

The man’s lip curled. “You first.”

“Sure thing!” Brinn said cheerfully. “Brinn Valion of Clan Valion at your service.” They didn’t miss the way Ronan’s eyes widened ever so slightly.

“Like the Mandalorian Clan?”

“The one and only.”

“Weren’t you wiped out?” he asked, obviously trying to decide if they were lying or not.

Brinn frowned, tilting their head back to stare at the ceiling. “Were we? I must’ve missed the memo. Though that would explain why grandpappy hasn’t been returning my calls.” Amusement flashed through them at the confusion on Ronan’s face. “Long story short, we were wiped out. There’s a few of us left, but not enough to claim anything.” They shrugged. “Alright your turn.”

Ronan muttered something under his breath, then lifted his head. “Ronan Hereza.”

Brinn considered it for a moment, then shook their head. “Nope. Not ringing a bell.”

“Good,” Ronan muttered, eyeing their drink. “Can I get some?”

Brinn offered their cup, which Ronan took carefully. “Alright Ronan Hereza I am just dying to know why you killed Hacerion,” they said.

Ronan rolled his eyes and took a sip of the drink, then immediately choked. “The hell is this?” he spat, looking at it disgustedly.

“Something bootleg, definitely illegal, and hopefully not poisoned,” Brinn said dismissively. “Come now, stop avoiding the question.”

Ronan gagged slightly, but took another sip anyways, his face twisting. At the question he shook his head. “I already told you. Because he had to die.”

Brinn waved a hand in the air. “Yeah, yeah he was a bad guy and everyone hated him and if anyone deserved to die it was him blah blah blah....” They leaned forward, resting their elbows on their knees and their chin in one hand. “I want to know why you did it.”

“And that is none of your business,” Ronan said, glaring at them.

Brinn raised an eyebrow. “I saved you.”

“I didn’t ask you to,” Ronan retorted.

“I could turn you in.”

“You do that.”

“I could toss you out into space right now.”

“You won’t.”

Brinn blinked at the complete certainty in Ronan’s voice. “What do you mean I won’t?” they asked, slightly taken aback and mildly offended that Ronan didn’t think they would.

“You kept saying you’d leave me behind in the sewers if I couldn’t keep up,” Ronan said, then shrugged. “I was definitely not keeping up and yet here I am.”

“That doesn’t prove anything,” Brinn said, resisting the urge to stick their tongue out at Ronan.

Ronan made a scoffing sound and rolled his eyes. “Right.”

The ship suddenly lurched forward, almost throwing Brinn out of their seat. “Ah, out of hyperspace,” they said, then flashed Ronan a grin. “Looks like I can throw you out now.”

Ronan glared at them. “What are you going to do with me?” he asked.

“Who knows. Depends on how useful your information is. If everything goes well I’ll probably just drop you off somewhere to fend for yourself,” they said, standing up and stretching their arms out. Yawning widely, they let their hands fall to rest on their hips. “I’ll let you think about your answer, how’s that?”

“Whatever you say,” he muttered.

“Sounds good,” Brinn chirped. “Try not to move around too much. If you reopen your wound I might just let you bleed out to save medical supplies.”

“Thanks,” Ronan said dryly.

Brinn gave him a mocking salute, then headed out of the room to the cockpit where they settled in the pilot’s seat.

The battle scarred surface of Taris rose up before them; a sickly, smoky purple filled with craters.

“Why are we going to Taris?”

Brinn glanced back at the sound of Ronan’s voice to find him leaning heavily against the doorway. “What did I literally just say about not moving around?” they asked.

“I’m managing,” Ronan said, shooting them a look as he slowly made his way over to collapse in the copilot’s seat. “But why are we here? You know my kind aren’t welcome.”

Brinn’s gaze flickered over his alien features. “Yeah sorry about that,” they said. “Didn’t plan on bringing anyone back to my base. I just need to make a quick stop. I won’t drop you off here, don’t worry.”

“Why not just drop me off somewhere else and come back?” Ronan grumbled.

“You still haven’t told me why you killed Hacerion,” Brinn said, then dropped the joking facade. “Listen, I know he did a lot of shitty things. I had to deal with a lot of them first hand, so I know-”

“Stop.”

Brinn’s eyes narrowed slightly as they fell silent. Ronan lifted one hand to rub his temple, shaking his head slightly.

He didn’t speak.

Brinn looked back out the viewport, tapping quietly on the steering. Whatever the reason was, Ronan clearly didn’t want to talk about it. The tension in the air was thick enough to be cut. It made Brinn antsy.

“Well at least-”

Their joke was promptly cut off as blasterfire exploded around them, the ship lurching as a few bolts met their target. “Dammit- hold on!” they yelled to Ronan, then swerved sharply to the right, trying to see who was trying to gun them down. They caught sight of a streamlined silver ship and a boxy dull gray one. “Fucking bounty hunters,” Brinn hissed under their breath.

“Aren’t you a bounty hunter?” Ronan asked condescendingly.

“Yeah lemme just roll down my viewport and tell them that- I’m sure we’ll be best friends!” Brinn snarled, swerving down as the two ships moved to try to box them in, blaster bolts pummeling their shields. “Why don’t you shut the fuck up and go man the blasters if you’re feeling so good?” they added, jabbing a thumb over their shoulder. “Turn left at the end of the hall.”

“Sure thing, boss,” Ronan said sarcastically, rising unsteadily from the seat and stumbling away. “Let me polish your shoes while I’m at it.”

“You know they’re after us because of you, right?” Brinn yelled over their shoulder, rolling the ship over and trying to avoid a swooping attack from the sleek ship.

“Again, you could’ve just left me!” Ronan yelled back.

“Probably should’ve,” Brinn muttered under their breath, then yelled, “Are you gonna fire back or sit there twiddling your thumbs?” They were answered by a stream of blasterfire coming from their ship. “About fucking time,” they growled.

“You know flying in a straight line gives them an easy target, boss!” Ronan yelled as the ship shuddered again as it came under fire.

Brinn cursed as warning lights began flashing. The shields were failing. Fine, Ronan wanted fancy flying? He’d get it. Turning the ship sharply, Brinn narrowed their eyes, pulling the ship into a tight spin. Blasterfire hurtled past them.

Coming sharply out of the spin, they looped around. The boxy ship would be the easier target. The other bounty hunter might panic and drop the attack if their partner was taken out.

“Concentrate your fire on that rust box!” they ordered Ronan.

“I know, boss!” he called back.

“Then get a move on!”

Brinn watched blasterfire streak toward the clunky ship. Damn- Ronan had scary good aim. Despite their erratic flying, Ronan almost seemed to never miss. Well, that was one more point for the revenge motive, Brinn decided. If he was this good a shot and he’d opted to stab Hacerion to death, it was definitely personal.

An explosion of fire burst from the clunky ship as one of their engines went up in flames. A wild laugh left Brinn as they watched the ship stutter, then begin to sink. Punching a few buttons on their controls, they turned their ship away, gunning for the planet’s surface.

Ronan continued to fire- apparently the sleek ship hadn’t gotten the message.

“Hold on and get ready!” Brinn yelled.

“For what?” Ronan yelled back.

“This!” Brinn yanked the steering back and cut the engines. The ship died. The sleek ship swept past them and Brinn punched the engines online again.

Blasterfire tore from their ship toward the sleek ship as it desperately tried to throw Brinn off. Tightening their grip on the steering, Brinn honed in on the ship, mimicking its motions so the bounty hunter couldn’t shake them.

“Come on, come on,” they muttered as Ronan fired shot after shot at the ship.

Smoke trailed from it like ashen blood and it swerved dangerously as the bounty hunter obviously got more and more desperate to escape.

A few more well placed shots and sparks and flames lunged from the ship. It was done.

“Ha! We did it!” Brinn cheered, sweeping past the smoldering wreck and racing for Taris’s surface. They broke the atmosphere and swept down into the desolate ecumenopolis.

Brinn leaned back in their seat, a grin plastered on their face as they set the course for home. Hopping out of their seat, they swept down the hall to the gunner’s position. “You still alive?” they called.

“For now,” Ronan groaned. Brinn watched him pull himself out of the chair and into the hallway.

Brinn laughed and offered him some support, which he took after a moment’s hesitation. “You, my friend, are one hell of a shot,” they said, guiding him to the room where he could lie down.

More or less collapsing into the bed, Ronan smiled faintly. “Lucky I could even hit anything with how sloppy your flying is.”

A laugh left Brinn at the faint teasing tone in his voice. “My flying’s what saved our skins.”

“Yeah and my shooting had nothing to do with it.”

“You made a very pretty lightshow,” Brinn said, patting his shoulder.

Ronan chuckled faintly, his eyes drifting shut. He looked tired and a bit clammy. Brinn’s gaze wandered over him for a moment before they squeezed his shoulder slightly. “Get some rest. We’ll be out of this system once I refuel,” they said.

“What happened to dropping me off?”

A half smile slipped onto Brinn’s face and they shrugged slightly. “I told you I wasn’t dropping you off here. Besides, you’d probably either get killed or captured if I dropped you off now. I’ll let you heal up a bit before letting you go. Then you’ll have time to repay me for saving your life.”

“I never ask-.”

“We are not having this conversation again,” Brinn interrupted.

“Or what? You’ll throw me out the airlock?” Ronan asked, one eye opening a crack as a sly smile crept onto his face.

Amusement flashed through Brinn. “Aren’t you clever. Now get some rest. I don’t want you dying on me.”

“Thought you said something about only needing three hours of sleep,” Ronan murmured, moving one arm to drape it over his eyes. He seemed to pass out almost immediately.

Brinn smiled faintly and rolled their eyes, heading out of the room. Their chest felt lighter, almost, in a confusing sort of way. They didn’t really know why, but they did know that they didn’t regret saving Ronan, even if he was withholding the information they wanted.

Strange.

They almost didn’t mind at all.

[kawaiibeela]

2017 in review... i guess?

so i guess im gonna do this lol... its not really a review of my year but i will talk about a few major personal things over the past few months that happened to me, LONG LONG LONGGGGG POST UNDER THE CUT

a lot of people complained about 2017 being a shitty year, a continuation for 2016..... and i thought it would be too.... and thats how it started.... i was stuck in a crappy job for 6 years.... i wanted to leave so badly but i was also scared.... scared that what if i couldn’t find anything else? scared in my skills as a graphic designer.... i hated all my work and everything i produced from that job, i got comfortable at this job.... i could come and go as i pleased, i could take any day off i wanted.... but they were toxic people, they judged me very hard for liking the things i did, they were very negative about everything, they forced stuff on me that wasn’t part of my job, they made me feel very awkward, they would make “comments” about my religion when it didn’t fit their needs...it was very uncomfortable at times.... i would just lie to myself and to other people when asked “how’s work going?” i would say “not bad, its pretty good, i’m doing some fun events” but i was slowly drowning inside.... my parents and close friends would always tell me “you need to quit!!! just quit!!! find something better!! you’re better than this place” but i never believed it..... i never believed them..... when i should have been listening to them....

i started to tell myself, this is enough.... i cant deal with this place any more.... i started to work on my portfolio website.... but i hated it..... i hated everything about it..... everything in there just reminded me of my old shitty job that i hated... all this effort put into something that i hated... because i was forced to do what the clients wanted, it was frustrating!!

a few years ago, i went to this graphic design conference that was meant to help people find jobs, i went to a portfolio review and all 3 reviewers told me the same thing, the work i put in seem forced and not my style, they said to add stuff i was passionate about and stuff that i enjoyed and my work would speak for itself, every person that i showed my arashi posters too, said it was my strongest piece.... i should use that piece for sure!!

that helped me get a sense of what i wanted!! i deleted everything from my old portfolio site, except my logo which i actually still love, i kept 1 project from my old job which was the biggest and most challenging one i worked on to show that i have real life experience.

i decided to develop my arashi project into a full campaign, i added more pieces, i designed more stuff, for the fun of it.... every weekend for a while in the spring and summer, my friends and i were meeting up at cafes to help focus on stuff, i got a lottttt done there!!! i wanted to focus on stuff that was important to me, fandoms!! duh!! arashi of course, kiramune which had recently at the time become my new loves, and oldcodex!!! i decided to try and make designs based on them for fun!! i took kirafes 2017′s design and I remade it for myself, i imagined how i wanted the goods to look, i imagined how i wanted the posters to look, the pamphlet, and it took forever, but it was fun, it was frustrating but it was rewarding to come up with something i was proud of!! something i was happy about!! something that when i talked about it, i could explain what i wanted to and why i did certain things. 

for the oldcodex stuff, i made an editorial piece, i wanted to reflect their personalities so i just kept trying different things until i was happy!! in the end it came out really great and i was able to do that piece pretty fast as well too!!

i also kept in my portfolio parts of a magazine that i had worked on.... but i wasnt happy with a lot of parts of that magazine too... so i made my own pages to “add in” about the olympics and they came out really nice!!

i was confident in my portfolio for once.... it took months and months of work.... but i was happy about it... i was proud of it.... i was excited about it.... but...... i was scared..... scared i wasnt ready for the next step.... what if i put all this effort into it and im still not good enough? how will i feel then? i also hate going to interviews because of my anxiety as well too....

but finally around the beginning of September, i was actually able to 100% complete my portfolio, my business cards and resumes were also complete...

and i was scrolling down on facebook... and one of my old friends posted something..... we were really close during college, we took graphic design together but as the semesters went on, we drifted apart as well too... it had been probably like 4-5 years since i’d ever talked to her even.... but she posted “looking for a junior graphic designer for a 3 month contract” and i kinda looked at that for a while... i messaged one of my friends about it and said “hmmmm...... my friend just posted this.... what should i do?” and she told me “just message your friend and apply!!! just do it” she gave me that push because she knew how much i hated my current job too!! 

so i messaged my friend and asked her if she could submit my resume to HR.... and she did.... that was on friday.... i was scared.... and nervous.....but then... on a tuesday after work..... my phone rang and i got a call from the company..... its a photography company here in Toronto that has locations across Canada. they wanted me in for an interview.... a what??? wait what??? an interview???? they said they looked at my portfolio and were interested....... ehhhhh??? i was in shock..... but i was so happy too!! but scared..... the last interview i went on was like 2-3 years ago and it went pretty bad......... so i had no idea how this one would go..... the HR person was really nice though... she had told me that i would be interviewed by herself, the marketing manager and the art director.... i was scared as hell..... she gave me their names so i looked them up.... the art director........ he was so good..... his website was so nice!!! i started to lose confidence again but, its funny.... he was japanese.... i thought “oh crap, what if he tries to read parts of my portfolio?” i had used japanese interviews in my kiramune project but i couldnt find stuff for each member so i just copied and pasted, i thought “hes gonna know im just making stuff up” LOL I just kept thinking of useless thoughts in my head..... but i thought.... whatever.... im just gonna do it...... my interview was on thursday, i had called my old job and told them i couldnt work that day and they said it was fine because it was a really slow time... i obviously didnt tell them i was going for a job interview.... but i went anyways, i got there really early so i just sat somewhere and went over stuff i had planned for my interview, i had written stuff down in my journal and was gonna use that as a guideline for when they asked me questions, they asked some things similar to what i had planned but they asked some different stuff too... they were so nice.... throughout the interview they had kept complimenting my stuff, they said everything flowed very nicely and they really liked me work, they had asked me how i got interested in design and i answered the most face palming thing.... i mentioned anime... and i said i used to watch anime and pokemon as a kid and i dreamt of being an animator in japan and then i was like “oh no.... i didnt just tell them im a weeb did it?” and i was like “oh god, my life is over” haha i felt really embarassed ahaha oops LOL but then they were also really impressed by that answer too.... they asked if i had any retail experience and i told them i had experience working at this amusement park after high school too and it helped me deal with customers and stuff too... this was a job i had from like 10 years ago or something, it wasnt even on my resume any more, is just one of those jobs u get to make money.... like..... i thought nothing of it..... but they were SO EXCITED about it when i told them, they were like “wow!!! thats so great!!” they seemed so intrigued in everything i said!! the HR person was like “you seem very energetic!!” and i was like really happy!! no one really compliments me or my work usually haha XD 

towards the end of the interview, they asked if i had any questions for them and i asked them 2 questions and they seemed really impressed too!! haha they were like “those are great questions” haha 

at the end of the interview, i asked for their business cards so i could email them and thank them for taking time to interview me. they thanked me and the HR person said she’d be in touch the next few days

after the interview, i messaged my friend who had helped send in my resume and she said “just between you and me, they came upstairs and i think they really like you” omggg i felt sooo happy haha

on the way home, i remember getting really lost LOL it took me almost like 3 hours to get home i think XD i ended up finding a small japanese store that i bought a bunch of stuff from ahaha

so... i waited the weekend..... it was monday.... and i didnt hear from them.... tuesday went by and i didnt hear anything, i thought i must not have gotten the job, but then wednesday again, i got an email from the HR person, asking if i could email her 2-3 references... which i had none... so i asked 2 of my old coworkers from different jobs and they replied right away too because they also knew i hated my current job ahah so i sent my references and then on thursday while i was at work... i got a call from the HR person saying “i called both of your refernces and they both said wonderful things about you so we would like to offer you the 3 month contract position” like OMGGGG i almost screamed of joy!!! i was jumping up and down outside the office haha XD 

i told this job that i would need 1 week to give my old job a heads up tho, so i could start on the following wednesday

but then i got scared again, i had to tell my current job i was quitting... i mustered up the courage and just told my one boss first, she was so happy for me, she gave me a hug and she wished me all the best too!! but then i had to tell the owner of the company and his wife, theyre both assholes so i didnt wanna tell them, but my 1 coworker helped me figure out how to tell them.... so i told them and they were unhappy but i told them id help for 1 last event (until the end of october) they appreciated that at least 

so that following tuesday was my last day being in office at that crappy job i hated!!! i literally left there SKIPPING with a HUGGGEEE grin on my face!! i would never have to go back to that horrible place again!!! omg i was soooo happy!!!!

im getting tired of writing all this now LOL so im gonna fast forward a bit, but the new job was amazing, people there loved me and they were so appreciative of me, it was a huge 360 turn!! 

i was working at this new place but then in the evenings id help at my old job by working from home, that was horrible, i couldnt deal.... after that last job at my old work was done, i told them i couldnt help out any more and theyd have to find a new designer.... after 6 years of working there.... 6 FRIKKEN YEARS!!!!!! i told them i was probably going to have my contract extended and i told her i was so excited and she messaged back saying “thats not good for us but anyway congrats” like WTF BITCH!!! I HELPED YOU OUT SO MUCH!! I WAS SO NICE TO YOU!!! GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE!!! I CANT EVEN WITH YOU!! LIKE OMG!!! i told her id send her files that i worked on and she replied 2 days later that she’ll download them later my last message to her was just “k” i was SO FUCKING DONE!!!! I HATE HER SO MUCH!!!

ANYYYYYYYWAYYYSSSSSSS...... fast forward another few weeks?months? my manager told me that she was able to get me to job full time..... FULL FUCKING TIME........ this was my first EVER full time job that related to my career, the old crappy one was never full time.... this is the first one ive had thats full time and ill get benefits and vacation and everything!! like OH. MY. GOD. i left work SOOOOOO happy!!! i actually CRIEDDDDD tears of joy!!! i couldnt believe it!!! i cant believe it!!! like omg!!! they all congratulated me!!! they were so proud of me!!! i was proud of me!!! i told my parents and i think for the first time in mine and their life, THEY were proud of me!!!! like it was amazinnnnggg!!! its still amazing!!!! we had a work lunch party and my manager was like “id like to take this time to officially tell you all that Nabeela is now full time with us” and they all raised their glasses and cheered to that too!!! like OMGGGG I WAS SO HAPPY!! (also hella embarassed since im still awkward af!!) but SO SO HAPPY!!!!

HONESTLY GUYS...... i am 30 years old now..... 30........ its NEVER too late..... nothing in life is set in stone..... no matter how 1 person does things, doesnt mean you have to be like them too....you can always do things at your own pace!!! sometimes things dont go as you imagine them but things WILL AND DO get better!!! things will be alright in the end!!! thats how i ended my 2017 and started my life as a 30 year old obaa-chan XD 

theres a lot of goals and things id like to work on for 2018 but i hope 2018 will even better for me and all my friends, family and followers!!!

if any of you actually got through all of this, then im so sorry and also thank you so much for reading LOL to all my friends who supported me through this hard moment in my life, thank you very much!! 

if any of you are curious about my portfolio, you can check it out at www.nabeelahamid.com ^__________^ thankssss!!! if any of you guys are designers too, tips or positive criticism is always welcome too!!

to all of my friends and followers who are already in 2018, HAPPY NEW YEAR AND I WISH NOTHING BUT THE BEST FOR ALL OF YOU!!!!! and to those still in 2017 like me, lets bring in the new years together!!!

[wickymicky]

16 17 19 20

ah thank you!

16. Which concepts do you love?

hmmm.... i dont know if i have specific concepts that i look for... just anything with a really strong unique concept. i’m fine with something sorta cutesy as long as its not something i’ve seen a million times, you know? and like, does this mean group concepts or song/era concepts? cause for group concepts, i like when a group has a distinctive concept that can be seen through all their eras (unless there was an intentional concept change, that’s fine too), but it has enough room so that they can do a lot of different things within that concept. i don’t like when it’s just a gimmick. Dreamcatcher for instance, when i first heard of them i thought it was a gimmick, but it’s not. they really explore a lot of ground with their rock concept and i’m all about that lol. Weki Meki’s fusion of cutesy innocent girl group sounds with tougher more serious girl crush sounds is interesting, and how they convey both i think is very well done and the formula changes for each comeback (except tiki taka which kinda doesnt really fit their concept, idk. i like it but like... yeah). obviously WJSN’s consistent cosmic concept (aside from their like noncanonical or like secondarily-canonical summer concepts) is great, i could go on lol. 

as for individual eras, i like when the Comeback Stage can have huge setpieces that fit the aesthetic haha, and i like a lot of vibrant colors, especially if an era’s concept has a specific color to it.. like okay here’s a brief bulleted list

Pentagon’s Naughty Boy with the giant fucking frog (and i love their outfits and how theyre like separate mismatched articles of clothing that have been stitched together, love that, love all the green, great concept) 

Gugudan’s Chococo and how ridiculous and absurd they went with the candy factory concept

Loona’s Butterfly had a really strong concept that you could see in the outfits and the choreography, just in everything about the whole Butterfly era

Twice’s What is Love with the movie references, especially the performances where they wore the movie outfits from the mv, idk i thought that was great

Red Velvet has had way too many great concepts to list all of them here but like... some standout ones were Peekaboo, Red Flavor, and Bad Boy cause they have such cleaaaaar aesthetics to them, like you just think about those eras and you have such clear images in your head even if its been a while since you heard the song or watched a stage. 

yeah idk lol

uh that was really long oops, i’m gonna answer 17 now cause its related but i’ll put the other two in a separate post sorry

17. Which concepts do you hate?

hmmmm. something bland and forgettable... or something that’s unforgettable because of how bad it is, i guess. like okay, i dont wanna name too many names but like... so, for group concepts, i’m not into the whole innocent schoolgirl thing that Gfriend and Fromis 9 and others started with, and im glad theyve both moved away from that. i’m also really hit or miss with girl crush concepts, they can either be really awesome and mindblowingly cool or just really tacky and forced. i feel the same way when boy groups do that kind of concept (which, from what i can tell, is most of the time? its just kinda “cool boy group concept” lol they dont call it “boy crush” haha), it just sometimes comes across inauthentic to me. “sexy” concepts too, i just am not into those unless i know 100% that the members are cool with it. basically EXID or i’m not all that interested lol. 

and then there’s concepts that i don’t hate, but i just don’t find as appealing, i suppose... or they missed the mark somewhat or didn’t make full use of the potential there. Gugudan’s concept is film/theater, so they switch concept and genre every comeback, treating their sound like movie genres. their debut song was like a disney musical, their first comeback was like a kinda badass artsy film or something, chococo was like willy wonka but from hell, the boots was like a classy spy movie i guess, and then not that type was like an action movie. that’s a cool idea........... but like....... none of their title tracks sound like their other title tracks, there’s really not much of a common thread. doing all those concepts while maintaining a consistent underlying style is probably really damn hard, but like, don’t attempt it unless you’re confident that you can pull it off, i guess. and i like most of those songs still, they pulled off each individual concept well, i just don’t really feel like they pulled off their overarching concept well, there’s not much that’s cohesive about their discography. i’m also not wild about G Idle’s concept of pulling from a different cultural aesthetic each comeback, but that’s just for political reasons lol, their songs are at least cohesive and they have a consistent style and sound.

i’ll answer the other two in another post sorry lol

[my-dear-hammy]

Heads or Tails: Hamlaf/Jamilton

Masterpost

Chapter Twelve: Yorktown, France, Its All A Blur

AN

This is sounding a lot more like a Jeffroe book, huh? Yeah...that was not intentional. Oops. It's still Jamilton though. I promise. I just wanted it to be clear that Jefferson's decisions didn't affect just him.

....how many of you are actually shipping jeffroe now?

This is a sucky chapter, I just really want Jefferson and Jamilton back *cries*

Also, those of you who have read Basking in Candlelight, should I repurpose the cabinet battles again? hmmmm

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Warnings: None

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Funny thing, being two people, you can pretend nothing actually happened to you and return to your old, cheery self as if nothing happened.

The next day, Lafayette acted as though nothing changed. Inside was a different story but for anyone who glanced his way or talked to him, he was still the old Lafayette. He hadn't seen Hamilton in a long time since he resigned his position.

In the time that followed, Benedict Arnold was discovered to be a traitor and Lafayette spent a lot of time pursuing him with a vengeance like no other. He failed. Arnold escaped and Lafayette never got to see him hang from a rope.

Cornwallis pursued Lafayette relentlessly, following him into Virginia where Lafayette sent his army ahead while he stayed behind to do something. That something, no one knew, was to clear Monticello of all it's important documents he had sent there as Governor. Cornwallis was a lot closer than he thought and Jefferson barely escaped Monticello with his documents in time. Cornwallis had come that close to capturing Thomas Jefferson and the Marquis de Lafayette in one go, crippling the war and probably winning it all together.

Luckily, Lafayette escaped and returned to his army that was steadily leading Cornwallis into a trap at Yorktown where he ran into Hamilton again since the man had finally procured himself a command. Good for him. They didn't really get the chance to talk though, there was a war to win.

Two years later, in 1783, the war officially ended with the signing of the Treaty of Paris. Lafayette's mission was finally over. America heralded him as a war hero, everyone referring to him as "our dear Marquis," and even proclaimed him a natural born citizen of the United States. But as all adventure go, this one had to end and he was faced with a decision.

Continue as Lafayette in France or return to America as Jefferson.

The decision was practically made for him when he received word that Jefferson had been offered the position of ambassador to France again. This time he willingly accepted and was soon packing his bags. In France, he could delay his choice a little longer.

Funny enough, when he stepped on to French soil, he was Jefferson being greeted by the most famous ambassador of all time, Benjamin Franklin.

Of course, Lafayette being one of the most famous people in France and known advocate also had to also meet Franklin later that week after Jefferson had settled in. It went just as about as you'd expect.

"Monsieur Franklin! Pleasure to make your acquaintance!"

"Jefferson?"

"Non, I'm the Marquis de Lafayette. Jefferson is the newest ambassador, oui?"

"Jefferson."

"He's here in France now too then? He has arrived? I should go pay my respects to him as well."

"I know it's you, Jefferson. Is this a joke or have you really been Lafayette throughout the entire war?"

Jefferson's accent dropped. "Goddamnit, Franklin, of course, you'd be the one to call me on my shit."

"Only because this is something I would definitely do myself. The entire war then?"

"The entire war," Jefferson confirmed.

"Dear God, how did you manage Governor and be in France at the same time?"

"Madison asks me the same thing."

"So there are others who know."

"Madison and Monroe."

"The two James, naturally. Well, welcome back to France. I'm sure you know it well, I won't bother giving you a tour then. Rather some wine?"

"Oh dear God, yes."

***

He received plenty of letters in his five years of being in France. Mostly from Hamilton to Lafayette, the others being from Monroe and Madison to Jefferson. Jefferson looked forward to those the least and always opened Hamilton's with excitement.

An excitement that disappeared when Hamilton sent him the news of Laurens death. To say Lafayette mourned was an understatement. Let's just say a lot of wine disappeared that night.

Monroe's letters were always a bit cold ever since he discovered Jefferson's deceit. Madison's were always telling him how he needed to return, that there was the Constitutional Convention and Jefferson had studied all his life for just that and should be there. Hamilton's were always filled with a passion that the others just seemed to lack. Jefferson couldn't place exactly what it was. Hamilton never alluded to how they had left off, he seemed to be trying to repair whatever he had unknowingly damaged.

And it was working, for the most part. Lafayette wanted more than anything to go back to America and hold Hamilton in his arms. More than anything, meaning now he desperately wanted to go home. He had had enough of France but he still had work to attend to.

In 1789, he finally had the opportunity to go home. Home as himself, Thomas Jefferson, to the newly forged and still extremely unstable and chaotic nation he called home no matter what name he had. Practically abandoning France her brewing troubles, Thomas Jefferson went home, Monroe replacing him as the French ambassador.

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92 questions/random questions/8 things tag~

hello friends !!! i’ve done the first two tags before but it’s been quite a while so ?? let’s see if i can come up w new responses i guess?? also these all have similar-ish questions so i thought i’d combine them so i don’t clog up everyone’s dashes~

tagged by (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ(ilya so dang much my favorite muffins)

92 questions: mariel! @jaehyunscult kelby! @yooncheoly and claudia! @s-lay-ing 

random questions: kolbo! @yooncheoly ommo! @strawberryboo​ and cloodoo! @s-lay-ing 

eight things: em! @seoulscapes mj! @jungnoir and kat! @atshinee

i’m going to tag @everyonesabiaswrecker @hoshi-ssi @king-hao @moonhyook @taeismyking @honestlay @yoonsunha @amessence @kylamassie1 @peachesandkili and also the beans who tagged me above!! you can do one of the ones you didn’t tag me in hehe(≧◡≦)

you guys can choose whichever tags you want!! or all of them ? idk it’s basically either long, easy or creative so whatever you feel like doing… or do none of them!! that works too! if you don’t want to be tagged just let me knowwww also you rlly don’t have to read this whole thing it is so damn long… but w/o further ado…

92 questions

the last…

1. drink: water

2. phone call: my grandma !

3. text message: “THEBOP OF THE SUMMER” (sic)

4. song you listened to: ‘love paint (every afternoon)’ by NU’EST started playing before i got out of the car last night… WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED I WATCHED MX’S NEWTON THIS MORNING OH MY GOD THE BOP OF THE SUMMER THAT’S WHAT THE TEXT WAS ABT BTW

5. time you cried: hmmmm not monsta x surprisingly ? but we have some rlly spicy food in LA and @everyonesabiaswrecker @taeismyking and i had to hide our eyes from the waiter lol

have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: nooo (as i said last time i’ve never dated so these are all no’s so you can skip around a bit i suppose)

7. been cheated on: nooo

8. kissed someone and regretted it: nooo

9. lost someone special: yea

10. been depressed: nope

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: drinking makes ya do bad stuff kids

list three favorite colors (12-15)…

grey, light blue nd light green !

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: yeAH SO MANY! irl and online i’m so thankful for everyone i’ve met~~ since i started uni i was rlly nervous abt meeting people and although i have one (1) new friend irl (shoutout to my main main main kat @atshinee literally where would i be w/o you i probably woulda gotten stuck at camp bc of the hail storm) i’ve met countless lovely individuals online that i am forever grateful for;;; now i’m being all sappy someoNE STOP ME

16. fallen out of love: nooo

17. laughed until you cried: almost everyday~~

18. found out someone was talking about you: oh yea

19. met someone who changed you: YES

20. found out who your true friends are: yeah!

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: nooooooooooooooope

general stuff

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: idk like probably actually 80% but they’re not people i talk to now ? (kat still yells at me abt my answer last time)

23. do you have any pets: I GOT TWO CATS TOM TOM AND MYSTERY THEY ARE ADORABLE BEANS ND I LIKE TO BRAG ABT THEM SO ASK ME FOR PICS

24. do you want to change your name: i like my name a lot tbh (there’s so many endless nickname possibilities honestly)

25. what did you do for your last birthday: i got gelato w two of my closest frandssss and also listened to nct dream like the whole day it was the best

26. what time did you wake up: um m m i think 9? yesterday i went to bed at 3:30 and woke up at 7:30 so i slept in more today lol

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: trying to read a soonhoon fic from eep and messaging ivy:D

28. name something you cannot wait for: uM IDK EVERYTHING I WAS WAITING FOR ALREADY HAPPENED i guess just moving back to school and starting classes??? i’m so anxious ugh

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: 4 ? hours ago ?

30. what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: um idk i think i’m pretty blessed to be completely honest

31. what are you listening to right now: there’s construction going on in the distance idk what they’re doing but it is LOUD

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i’m so shook people haven’t talked to any toms i’ve met so many i don’t undeRSTAND

33. something that is getting on your nerves: ignorance *finger guns*

34. most visited website: tumblr (i haven’t been on youtube much lately cry)

35. elementary school: yeahhh

36. high school: yeahhh

37. college: yeahhh

38. hair color: blonde 

39. long or short hair: it’s so long rn i’m constantly choking on it

40. do you have a crush on someone: crushes are for noobs

41. what do you like about yourself: “everything, love yourself.” -kat

42. piercings: ears but i never wear them

43. blood type: idk my parents are both AB so my mom says we’re that too but mom that’s not how genetics work

44. nickname: i have so many but my most common one is mir~ i answer to anything tho

45. relationship status: engaged to jeon wonwoo

46. zodiac sign: cancer~

47. pronouns: she/her

48. favorite tv show: game of thrones or below deck (watch it it’s a reality show abt a yacht crew it’s so entertaining) 

49. tattoos: nope i’m too indecisive

50. righty or lefty: right

first…

51. surgery: i had surgery junior year of high school

52. piercing: did they not already ask this oh jk this is first well i still only have ears

53. best friend: in the womb bitchhh (-8 months would be the official age)

54. sport: i think karate ? my dad is super sporty tho so sister and i tried every sport known to man

55. vacation: probably washington bc i have a lot of family there

56. pair of sneakers: literally who knows this tho

right now…

57. eating: nothing

58. drinking: now i’m drinking tea

59. i’m about to: eat a bagel maybe

60. listening to: good luck by aoa (yessss my girls)

61. waiting for: jordyn to get off work so i can see her new dorm:D

62. do you want kids: i always have

63. do you want to get married: i don’t really know marriage seems so outdated…

64: what career do you want: journalist (yay)

which is better…

65. hugs or kisses: hugs!

66. lips or eyes: eyes!

67. shorter or taller: i don’t have much preference but i’m tall and i like being tall

68. older or younger: i don’t really care bc some older people are really immature and some younger people are really mature so~

70. nice arms or nice stomach: i really really don’t care

71. sensitive or loud: these honestly aren’t even antonyms

72. hook up or relationship: relationship

73. troublemaker or hesitant: i’ve never been a troublemaker so ?

have you ever…

74. kissed a stranger: nooo

75. drank hard liquor: neh ?

76. lost glasses/lenses: i have above average vision boiiiii

77. turned someone down: i mean;;;; i think most people have at least indirectly

78. had sex on the first date: nooo

79. broken someone’s heart: i really doubt it lol

80. had your heart broken: jeon wonwoo breaks my heart daily

81. been arrested: nooo

82. cried when someone died: yeahh

83. fallen for a friend: no

do you believe in…

84. yourself: YEAH I GOT THIS! YOU GOT THIS! WE ALL GOT THIS!

85. miracles: maybe ?

86. love at first sight: not even a little bit

87. santa claus:

LOOK AT SOONYOUNG I’M LAUGHING

88. kiss on the first date: i mean i don’t see why not

89. angels: maybe ?

other…

90. current best friends name: sister n em n kat n cass n jords n val :3

91. eye color: grey ish

92. favorite movie: the proposal was my favorite movie for so long;;; i liked moonlight a lot too go see it

random questions

dude i fucking forgot abt this one i thought i was done fuck (why is this font so tiny)

relationship status: single for 19 years bishhhhhhhh favorite color: grey!! but i’ve been feelin orange lately hmmmm lipstick or chapstick: i like tinted lip balm:) but i even use vaseline sometimes try it okay it makes yo lips so soft last song you listened to: well i already said so i’ll do what’s stuck in my head rn: coffee by bts (it’s so good i get such calming vibes from it) last movie you watched: BABY DRIVER it was so ffffff good 100/10 would rec~ the car chases were so cool dude also ansel elgort is such a cutie top 3 characters: i’ll as april ludgate from parks n rec (are you happy jords), celaena from throne of glass, ndddd risa koizumi from lovcom:) top 3 ships: jejun ! soonwoo ! MARKHYUCK(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ books you are currently reading: rnnnn i’m STILL reading heir of fire (don’t worry cass i will finish it in time) top 5 musicals: mulan is endlessly iconic okay, hsm, phantom of the opera, the sound of music nd mama mia !

eight things

last movie watched: baby driver hoo hoo last song listened to: me gustas tu bitchhhhh last book read: Crown of Midnight still oops sorry cass i’m so damn slow these days  last thing eaten: fig newtons (buy newton by monsta x on itunes) if you could be anywhere right now, where would you be: wherever @atshinee​ is because i want to support her for her test but i know i would probably just distract her:(((((( a fictional character you would hang out with for the day: probably dorian from throne of glass bc he just seems like such a lovable dork i want to give him a big ole hug he needs it  what fictional world/universe would you want to spend a week in: i used to be obsessed w the series Gregor the Overlander as a kid and i’d really want to spend a day there that would be so awesome esp the one where they travel through the one rainforest jungle… but also Harry Potter bc i rlly want to go to hogwarts and just;;; look around? it’s so pretty and i want to see all the paintings and staircases and the people it’d be great last video game played: i’ve never rlly played video games… i used to play the sims does that count rip

well it’s finally frickin done i doubt anyone bared w me for this trainwreck…….. i’m so tired now will i even do more of these today jk i gotta i am so behind but no selfie tags i look trash