#i definitely wont be mad! thanks for reading!

[uglyducklingofthe2000s]

Okay so this is my first request even having read all your work always forget to request something but i just had this random idea. So basically i had acl surgery today (wont get into that 😂) but i was just wondering if you could possibly right a fic about Lando where girlfriend gets surgery and basically like the whole thing is just fluff tbh add whatever u want or whatever surgery if u actually write this. But i just feel like lando would definitely make me feel loved after surgery

I'll Meet You There - LN

I'm switching this up, inspired by the Williams driver below. We're going in for the kill with emergency surgery to get that appendix removed. But dw! Bc super protective, fluffy, loving, caring, worried Lando is going to be in full swing.

Also I hope you are healing and feeling better. I'm sorry this took a while to write and upload. I didn't actually realise it would be this long but I think it's worth it (I hope). Love ya lots, and thank you for the request, please feel free to send in more!

Y/n had figured the pain was cramps or maybe just one of those random pains that we all get, have a momentary panic of an organ failing then it goes away. She really assumed it was all nothing. Then the pain got worse and she got a fever, her skin got so prickly she could handle anyone even brushing past her without it making her whole body ache.

Lando has been thrown into the Las Vegas rush of media and showboating. So he hasn't seen much of her, but his trainer Jon, has very much noticed her quickly deteriorating health.

"I'll tell him later. Y/n, you really need to get to the hospital but if this is the only compromise you have to promise you'll do as they say." Jon instructs as she winces getting to the medical centre.

"Please don't tell him if there's nothing wrong."

Jon withholds a scoff. If there's nothing wrong then someone is lying to them.

He thinks ahead figuring he'll end up trusting her to be left with the doctor and leaves instructions for him to be contacted as soon as they know what's going on.

What he doesn't expect is for her to be called for an ambulance and a heads up that she'll need to be immediately taken in for emergency surgery because her appendix is possibly minutes away from rupturing.

A moral dilemma of telling Lando is on the brink, but when y/n grabs Jon's collar and yanks him close to her as she pants in pain. He knows it's not a choice he's going to get to make.

"Do not dare tell him about this. Go be his trainer, not his friend. He can be mad about it later, but he's needs to focus on the race and just-ok, I can't keep talking." Y/n winces with her whole body twitching in pain.

"Alright, no telling him till after the race."

"Good. Ok. Go." She nods only managing one word between each ragged breath.

-

Turned out that Lando didn't even make it to the lap 5, a bump in the track left him slamming into a wall. The hit was hard and he ended up with his own trip to the same hospital that y/n is currently having surgery in.

Jon with him, he does take a moment of Lando being examined to rush and find out what is happening with y/n.

"Hi, can I check what is happening with y/n y/l/n? She was brought in for emergency surgery due to appendicitis." Jon states making the nurse look at him for a moment. "I'm the reason she even bothered to see a doctor to send her here. He boyfriend is the F1 driver who just came in after a crash and he doesn't know, I have to tell him. Please, tell me good news."

"She's still in surgery. But her appendix ruptured on the way here. It's going to be longer than initially expected due to that and there may be complications. I will try to find out more but mid-surgery, it's hard to really get any information." The nurse sighs making him grimace but nod.

Appendicitis is pretty notorious for it's risk of quickly taking a bad turn. If it's caught early enough then it's less likely for it to be such a threat to life.

Now he has to tell Lando. Although the driver has been given drugs to ease his pain from the crash, so maybe it won't be so bad of a reaction to the news. But even with drugs, Lando will likely not be happy.

"Hey, mate. How you feeling?" Jon asks making Lando look over at him for a moment looking a little like he's slowly processing it.

"Good. Better. Have you got my phone though? Just want to let some people know I'm alright, especially y/n. She'll be freaking out." Lando nods making a grabby hand for his phone.

"Y/n...is actually in the hospital." Jon states hesitantly before making sure to quickly add that it's not for Lando. "She's in emergency surgery for appendicitis."

"She what? What do you mean? When did she-Why did you not tell me?!"

"Because she knew you'd freak out and I think she hoped the surgery would be finished by the time you finished the race."

Almost as if she felt summoned the nurse he'd asked about y/n appears and looks at Lando for a moment before looking at Jon.

"The surgery is going well given the circumstances. They believe she'll be out within the hour and they'll just need to hold her for observation to make sure there's nothing wrong."

"Thank you." Jon nods but Lando has sat himself up.

"Sorry, what circumstances? Can someone fill me in?"

"Y/n's appendix did rupture before they got her into surgery. But it's going well and that's all you need to worry about." Jon states making Lando looks like he is in shock at Jon being so dismissive about it. "She's ok. You'll see her soon."

-

Lando refused to leave the hospital till y/n was out of surgery and he could at least see her. So he waited and eventually got to see her, she's on a few monitors and still knocked out from the surgery, but it's obvious she's being well cared for.

"Can you go back to the paddock and just tell everyone what's going on?" Lando asks with a heavy sigh earning an immediate nod from his trainer.

"Yeah, I'll sort everything out. You just let me know when she wakes up and if she's ok." Jon states making Lando nod before the two exchange a hug and Lando settles himself down beside her.

Lando ends up scrolling through his phone for a while. Updating his Instagram about y/n and the fact she was in the hospital getting her appendix removed without him knowing anything about it while he was racing.

It takes another hour for her to wake up and Lando is more than relieved.

"Finally back to the land of the living." Lando smiles softly while she looks at him with a grin. "Never ever ever, hide this shit from me again."

"Pretty sure I can only get my appendix removed the once." She laughs then shivering a little. "Fucking hell it's freezing in here."

That makes Lando act quickly to press the nurse button and get extra blankets for his girlfriend while almost making to climb into the bed with her while being cautious of not causing any damage or pain since she does have staples from the surgery.

"Hold on...why are you still in your race suit?" Y/n asks realising that Lando's still completely dressed from the race.

"I crashed...had to come here for some tests because it was...a pretty big impact."

"I'm going to assume you're ok."

"Yeah, I'm fine." Lando nods while kissing her temple. "I was more concerned when Jon finally told me about you...how much was it hurting?"

"I was sick in the ambulance and that's why it ruptured. Then I passed out, or at least that's how I remember it." Y/n explains before smiling at her. "I'm just glad I can't feel that shit again. Because it fucking felt like I was dying."

Lando feels his stomach feel churn just at the thought. Especially since he was completely unaware that she was at all that ill.

"I'm just glad you're ok." Lando sighs then sighing as his phone rings. "It's Andrea."

"Answer it, he'll want to check that you're ok." Y/n smiles patting Lando's chest.

Lando hums answering the phone and putting it on speaker so she can hear exactly what the team principal says.

"Hey, Lando. Is y/n awake and ok?"

Y/n can't even stop herself from laughing while Lando chuckles.

"Yeah, I'm good. Gonna probably be left behind for some recovery time. Feels like they moved some stuff around inside of me to get to my appendix." Y/n giggles since herself and Andrea do spend a lot of time together since she likes to go up to him and bug him often. His soft spot for her means she probably should've predicted he'd be more concerned about her.

But equally Jon would've made it priority to inform him that Lando is completely fine and has only not returned because of y/n.

"That's good. Jon said that you're alright, Lando. We'll loop you in for the debrief on call-"

"No. He's on his way back."

"No. I'm not."

"Yes, because I need you to grab me stuff from the hotel anyway. So if you go to the debrief, then the hotel and grab me all the stuff I might need then it works out for everyone." Y/n smiles before she yawns lightly and groans a little. "Please?"

Lando really doesn't want to leave her. The expression on his face says that the last thing he wants is to be anywhere but by her side until she's discharged because then he knows she really is ok and there's no risk of things taking a sudden and unexpected turn.

"Alright, fine. I'll be at the debrief as soon as I can get back." Lando sighs after a very prolonged silence.

"Great, well I'll see you soon. Y/n please keep us all informed, especially Lando since he already sounds unhappy about this." Andrea states making her look at him for a moment.

"No problem." Y/n smiles while looking at an annoyed looking Lando watching her.

The call ends and Lando sighs getting up, carefully making sure she's not risking bursting those staples.

"I love you." Lando grunts making the young woman sigh at him. "Don't give me that look. I don't want to leave you."

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll be here while you're gone and I'll be here when you come back." Y/n promises making him hum, still clearly upset about leaving her. "I love you."

"Please call and text me if there's any change. I'm going to make sure the hospital has me as your next of kin. I don't want anyone else contacted if something happens."

"You...You want to be my next of kin?" Y/n questions, her voice wobbling a little which makes Lando look at her in shock that she'd even ask.

"Baby, the fact that I'm not already is annoying as it is." Lando smiles lightly moving to kiss her. "I'm going to make sure this is the quickest debrief ever. Especially since I only did 3 full laps."

"Do you know what to grab from the hotel or do you want me to send you a list?" Y/n asks making him scoff. "Alright, now you're just getting cocky."

"We'll see about that when I bring everything you need and only every you need. Maybe a couple things that you want."

Y/n smiles a little since she completely trusts Lando. He makes the effort to know this sort of thing because it really means something to her and he knows it.

"I'll see you soon then." Y/n whispers earning another kiss.

"Yes you will."

-

Now when Lando returns with multiple of the other drivers all of whom discovered why she had disappeared and decided they would all be paying her a visit.

"This is for you." Lando smiles handing her a gift bag and card as everyone sits down with what appears to be a feast of food. "You can't eat, but I check and the nurse said we could try a milkshake."

"Thank you...whats the card and gift?"

"Alex's...suggestion." Lando hints making her raise an eyebrow.

She opens the card first and nearly chokes on her spit when she sees the front.

"Sorry for your loss." Y/n cackles earning a grin from Lando and Alex. "You are both such muppets."

"You'll feel the loss more when you're out of the hospital." Alex declares while she looks at him almost too amused to be able to contain her laughter. Plus she doesn't want to explain to a doctor she split the staples from laughing too hard because her boyfriend and his friend got a her a sympathy card for her appendix.

"I'm going to keep this forever for the record." Y/n states earning a grin from both Alex and Lando before Lando moves to sit with her and they seem to have the most un-Vegas post-race celebration ever.

[mxqdii]

Can you do Matt x BPD!Reader headcanons??

headcannons - m.s x bpd gf

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

a/n: hii! so ever since my adhd headcannons, ive been getting more mental health related requests (like this one!) and i just wanted to let you all know that i don't mind writing them at all, (i also have bpd). but please just be cautious reading these, i do not intend to trigger or make anybody uncomfortable, thank you ily.

warning(s): bpd, mental health mentions.

not proofread

so like i said in the adhd hc's, matt would be an absolute sweetheart in general, and you'd probably not wanna tell him about your bpd because yk.

^^ (atleast i wouldnt 💔)

anyways! i feel like you'd either slip up and tell him, he'd find out, or.. you having a bad day would just rant to him and tell him

so when he finds out he's like "oh" in like the sweetest softest tone ever (not in a bad way at all trust.)

he asks you about it and then takes the time to do his own research (sobbing)

when you have bad days he tries his best to motivate you and help you be productive

"wanna go get ice cream?" is a very common phrase you'll hear from matt (even if its two in the morning!!)

doesn't get mad if you snap at him and instead, just tries to calm you down and ask you if you're okay or if you wanna just be left alone, he'll do that too

slowly learns your habits, triggers, and what makes you feel better so he's always prepared

always tells you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you. (constant reassurance!!!!)

a common phrase you use is "please never leave me" or "please dont leave me" (something along those lines,) and so this man literally makes sure its engraved in your brain that he wont leave, ever, like ever.

self harm is a whole different topic, i wont write about it unless asked because i dont wanna make anyone uncomfortable or triggered, but, he would definitely help you stay clean if thats something you need help with.

thinks you being impulsive is cute, but makes sure you never do anything too impulsive (something that just genuinly isnt a good idea or something destructive, etc.)

TAGLIST:

@opheliaofficial07 @stargirlv0id @strnilolo @annaisabookworm @theperson-nextdoor @prettysturniolo @its-jennarose @gottamakemyhatersmad @luvsturniolo

[hugemilkshake]

Oh my gosh your open again hooray! I just love your writing so much!

Can I request Longan, Pitaya, Ananas, Espresso and Elder Faerie x Reader who just out of nowhere mailed them a letter with only the words "Thank you for Everything..."

And we all know if someone just says that and nothing came out of it but just that sentence that specific person is going to do something stupid but the thing is Reader only said that because they are thankful and was just about to just go and sleep and wake up later to watch a movie

So just imagine them Cookie's immediately going to Reader's House even though there so SO far away(The Dragons are in there palace, Elder Faerie in Beast Yeast, and Espresso on an expedition with Madeleine Cookie and Reader is/at Cookie Kingdom in Crispia chilling)

Enjoy the milkshake! Now ngl you had me at the first part but thank goodness it wasn’t going in the direction I thought it would-

Mail Mistake (it’s silly, trust)

-romantic scenario-

The day was peaceful, everything was just as everything should be… well until your significant other got a letter from you…

“Thank you for everything”

That was what the letter said. This caused a panic in your partner. They went to check on you because they were scared for you

Longan Dragon

Usually The Ivory Dragon wont come visit you but this was concerning

They might not know much about cookies but they knew this was not something a cookie would say if something was wrong

So they actually went and visited you instead of sending one of their eyes out to you

But they found you outside reading a book and drinking some tea

When the dragon asked you why you sent that letter.

All you said was “I wasn’t done writing it. Opps”

The dragon was very confused

Pitaya Dragon

The Red Dragon cycled through the five stages of grief.

They talked to cookies enough to know that this was the worst possible thing for you to receive

So they did what any logical cookie would do

Break your door down in a panic!

Only to find you sleeping in bed

*insert confused Pitaya*

When you woke up you said that you accidentally sent it

Luckily for you Pitaya can’t stay mad at you

Ananas Dragon

Ananas isn’t really too caught on modern cookie stuff so they kinda thought you wanted Ananas to chill with you

And when asking about the letter you said that you didn’t finish writing it

And you also explained that the letter could be seen as a very concerning thing

Ananas has now since asked you to teach them modern cookie stuff

Espresso Cookie

Man is tired and stressed so thanks for tripling that

He goes to check on you only to find you with several cats

You say that he needed a break

Espresso tells you that this is NEVER the way to get someone’s attention

You do apologize since it wasn’t the right thing to do

But in the end you both snuggled with cats

It was very nice

Elder Faerie

This man is OLD

Definitely thinks that your writing poetry

Well until one of the other faeries say that the letter is actually quite concerning

So he goes to find you

He finds you stuck in a tree.

You tell him that you wanted to do some poetry but failed

You also asked for him to help you down

[rinbowaman]

Mermaids Tale - Chapter 3

Whats going on my peeps! I finally got done revising the original draft of MT, i did so quickly so i could get this chapter to you guys, which meant that I skipped reviewing it for corrections, but hopefully it wont be too bad and will flow.

****As i've mentioned before, the male characters in my stories are very dominating and strong type of characters, which i had revised and changed them into Heeseung from Enhypen. Recently I've learned of the term "yandere" as a few people pointed out the vibes of such in my male characters and i do agree, they definitely have yandere vibes (not intentional but i always found the traits of a possessive and obsessed male to be somewhat sexy in each story line for some reason) and out of the stories posted so far (also knowing what i now know of the term) just a heads up, Heeseung in MT is definitely yandere and this chapter is only the beginning of it. So i'll have to start including that in the tags for those that are into yandere fics. Considering how much anime I've watched all my life, i'm a bit flabbergasted that I've never heard the term before. But thank god for wikipedia because I was a bit lost whenever they kept telling me. Anyhow, needless to say, i'm sure you all sensed the yandere vibes with MGR/MRE/HHP heeseung, although its a bit more subtle or soft compared to MT Heeseung is (however it builds up in MGR/MRE/HHP because Andiy Heeseung's vibes gets stronger and he will lose control in some of the upcoming chapters). but starting off, MT Heeseung is a bit more intense. You have been warned lol but i promise, he's still a stud (like the MGR version) and the story is all still sexy and juicy. The future smut chapter is just going to be a bit intense.

Pairings: Heeseung (Yandere?) X Fem reader (mythological bloodline, siren)

Warnings: Mentions of enslavement, slave breeding (historical), slight recounts of violence, manipulations (powers) serenade, hypnotizing, and creepy behaviors of staring. I think that's it for this one.

-Begin Read-

The intensity of your heartbeat further escalated, pumping fast and hard, it felt as if it was going to explode out of your chest. With the gentle grip of your hand latched on to his, your eyes remained glued to his palm, fingers, the details of the veins, and minor imperfections. Your gazed zoned in on his fingernails, while your mouth started to part ways as you shivered slightly out of extreme anxiety and confusion. Taking note of your expression, though impressed on how lovely you still looked, Heeseung gently waved your hand while remaining his hold from the handshake, easing you to snap out of your gawking state, issuing you to look up and make eye contact with him.

You felt the sting of the teary coating on your eyes as you tried to get it together, slightly smiling yet your vision grew blurrier by the second as the glossiness increased, causing your eyes to twinkle like diamonds as you looked unto his dark, almond peepers. He opened his mouth faintly to take a deep breath, a gentle gasp as it were, as his eyebrows raised at the sight of moisture coating your beautiful eyes, though he couldn’t deny it, it had only made him infatuated with your appearance even more.

Feeling the pinched grip of his fingers around your hand, he asks if you were alright. Maintaining a half, lazy smile with heavy lids, your expression was hazy yet still sultry, deep down it was driving the young man mad, he never felt the urge to grab someone and hold them close, to embrace them, to push their body against his. The image of pressing your bodies together while he leans in as close as he can to stare into your eyes was all he could think of. He started to lose focus on your wellbeing as he was finding it hard to remain composed himself, up until you released his hand and placed yours gently over your chest and spoke out.

“Y…yes, I’m so sorry. I sometimes experience terrible heart burn and it was quite painful this time around. I apologize. Heeseung, was it? It is nice to meet you.”

You spoke as delicately as you could, although the shakiness in your voice was notable, Jennifer stepped over to your side, gently patting and rubbing your back and asking a staff waiter to bring some club soda for your “heartburn”. Heeseung on the other hand was quite shaken, it was obvious too, yet, since everyone had their attention towards you with pity, asking if there was anything you needed, when it came to Heeseung’s conspicuous expression, no one else noticed his lack of self-steadiness other than the irked woman at his side.

Shortly after, you all gathered around a large round table, seating yourselves waiting for the nights main event of live music to begin. Seated directly across from Heeseung, you avoided making direct eye contact, yet from the side you could clearly see that the man stared at you nearly the entire time. Though he wasn’t giving any harsh looks, his intrigued countenance was extreme as he studied every fine detail of your hair, face, and body. The way he rested his elbow on the table, stroking his fingers against his resting chin while memorizing every feature, raising an eyebrow every now and then, it may have seemed flattering to any other woman but for you, it made you feel uneasy. Despite how handsome and dashing he looked, you had your own reasons to be cautiously timid.

The obvious vibe of him wanting you was hard for you to ignore. It all was so strange, you were no stranger to the type of looks men gave your way, hell, even Jay and Jake had glanced at you from time to time, catching their breath each moment they took an eyeful of you, but with Heeseung, it was different. Far more different.

The look of desire was nothing out of the ordinary for you, it was just with him, it was much stronger, much ferocious, as if he was famished for you. Under any normal circumstance, men who looked your way with lust in their eyes never bothered you, it was easy for you to look the other way and break hearts as you pass each one, treating them like dust in the wind. With Heeseung, it was the first time you felt the urge to run and hide.

His gaze was intense, deep, and there was more than just lust and desire in his expression, you noted the beginning stages of this urge within him as he took in deep breaths every so often, the way his mouth parted when he stared at your face, his chest deeply heaving in slow motion, everything became ten times worse for you when you noticed him loosening his tie slightly as he stared at your side profile. Unbeknownst to him, you noted every single act without ever making it known, you did everything to avoid that awkwardness, so instead, you pretended to remain unaware. Yet it was just as hard, if not more awkward than being found out.

His hair parted off to the side, exposing his smooth forehead, was coming loose from its slick form as the front strands started to fall forward, barely brushing over his eyebrow. His tongue licking the inside of his cheek, as he occasionally bit down while tilting his chin down, causing his gaze to take on a rather sinister look, giving you a chill. Subtly taking those same fingers he used in stroking his chin, he delicately covers his mouth. Noting it, you wondered why but couldn’t lose your cover and face him to see, what was it that he was doing that he had to cover up?

Everyone else were so focused on the musical event, you and Heeseung seemed to be the only ones in the auditorium that wasn’t paying any attention, though you acted as you were, unlike the man who was obviously obsessed with staring at you.

After the live performance ended, the lights brightened from their dimmed state, everyone clapping at the artist in the front as he took his bows and disappears behind the curtain. Everyone adjusted their seating to face their plates, and continued conversing. To your horror, Heeseung never budged and remained focusing his gaze on you, only this time, his eyes drifted towards your chest, and parts of your waist that he could see in your seated state from above the table. His fingers gently remained hiding his mouth, he rested against them with his elbow still propped on the table. Your breath started to gain depth as your heart began beating faster and faster.

The servers brought out the bread baskets, Jennifer was seated between yourself and Jay, taking it upon herself as a caring person that she is, she grabbed the tongs and placed a piece of bread on each of your plates. You tried to relieve your mind by carrying on with the night, however, the attempt was interrupted the moment you reached towards the center of the table to grab a small butter ball for the bread. Just before your hand touched the bowl, Heeseung’s hand suddenly strikes out from his propped position and grabs on to your wrist. With the speed of a viper, your eyes widened at the sudden feeling of touch as his movement happened so quick, without any inclination, you didn’t have time to retract your hand or avoid him touching you.

The sudden sensation of warmth and skin overwhelmed you; you looked up at him, without his fingers to cover his mouth since they were now wrapped around your wrist, you noted the slight lick of his lips as he grazed his tongue over slowly, he did it in a manner that was faint enough to not look too suggestive, yet impossible to go unnoticed. His eyes were wide, his head faintly tilts to the side, your brows furrowed in confusion and slight fear hits as the sense of physical touch overwhelms you. Your hand shook underneath his, as much as you tried to control yourself to refrain from giving him any inclination of your discomfort. In return, he lightly scoffs and smirks at you while speaking in a low and deep tone.

“You should ask for vegetable spread instead, butter might aggravate your heart burn, yeah?”

His index finger rubs your wrist joint in an up and down motion, while his thumb slightly massages beneath it as he remains firm with his hold on you. It was too much for you to bear, you’ve never ever felt anything like this before. The only moments you could ever recall feeling any human touch was when you were in the ocean with your stepbrothers, your father, and even your mom as you all played beach volleyball and swam together. Yet, it was all a series of simple bumps, touches as you splashed water to each other, or even just holding hands as you played with the waves, but never like this, especially with someone you’ve never met and worse, outside of the ocean water.

There were a lot of factors that were unexplained, but the one thing that remained in your head the entire night since meeting Heeseung, a warning that your mother gave to you that same night you found out about your family’s ancestry.

Before you could fully think back to it, Heeseung’s constant rubbing of your wrist restricted you from gaining any tranquility to become pensive in thought. Instead, you nodded in agreement and retracted your hand back to your lap as his elbow returns to its usual spot and once again, props his foream, his hand retracts back up to his face as his fingers continue their previous act of rubbing his chin in amusement as he never breaks sight of you. The smirk remaining apparent, never leaving his face.

It was bewildering to you that everyone still hadn’t noticed Heeseung’s attention towards you, they were so caught up with conversating about everything else, even his date, Kourtney, was so invested with whatever gossip the group was enthralled in, that she barely took notice of his unusual behavior. Albeit if she had, it would have caused a major disruption as it wasn’t hard to see the woman had a jealous streak against you and remained latched on to his arm the entire time, even when you all had seated for dinner.

The evening meal went on with Heeseung still gazing at you, and you pretending to not notice, although by now, it was likely he may have figured out that you were avoiding his stare. The level of uneasiness became so apparent, it was obvious that you knew he was staring, yet he never stopped or even did anything to make it less obvious, instead, he smirked and lightly scoffed each time he noticed your breath hitched.

What was this? What behavior was this? This was getting so out of hand for you, it was eerie. He was brazening obvious with his gazing nature that your anxiety transitioned into fear and discomfort.

Finally, dinner was finished, but the night was still young, and the event was only getting started as the music continued to play, and everyone was encouraged to stand up and slow dance.

With her arm linked with Heeseung’s, as it had remained the entire event, Kourtney pulled and urged him to take her up to the front to dance, it was only at that moment that his gaze broke away from you and he looked at her with a disdained expression. For the first time tonight, you were internally grateful to Kourtney, never minding how unpleasant she had been towards you with the constant side eyes and glares she threw your way throughout the event.

With one final look your way, Heeseung agrees to take Kourtney to dance, taking her by the hand in a strong grip, leading her away into the crowd of dancing couples. Jennifer and Jay stood up, about to join in the frenzy as Jake and Martha made their way following behind Heeseung and Kourtney.

“Y/N, come dance with us.” Jennifer bids you as she gently grabs on to your arm.

Shaking your head, you politely declined and inform Jennifer of your departure.

“It’s alright Jennifer, actually, I’m not feeling too great, I’m going to go back home and rest.”

Jennifer slightly pouted, Jay leaned in and remarked how you rarely ate from your plate.

“Do you want us to drive you?” He offered.

Once again, you declined politely and stood. Leaning in, you gently pull Jennifer into a hug and gave a slight peck on her head as one close friend toward another and bid your goodbyes to the couple and encouraged them to enjoy the night.

“Okay well, call me tomorrow then? We’ll go grab coffee or something.” Jennifer exclaimed as you nodded and gave her a gentle pat on her shoulder to encourage her to not worry and to go on with her evening.

Since you were significantly older, friends that you’ve made along the way in life, such as Jennifer, were dear to you. You treated them as if they were younger sisters, although you never were blessed to have one in your family.

Growing up with only your stepbrothers, you cherished the moments when you developed a sisterhood, but it made your disconnection with them so much more painful. Each decade when you moved, changed your name, address, and phone number, you broke contact and disappeared from those that you met previously, all because you had to remain un-noticed as your appearance continued to remain ageless, much like your mother and the women in your family. It hurt to think about it, but there will be a time where you would have to do the same to Jennifer, and disappear without a trace, breaking that kindred friendship without so much as a final goodbye. You hated it but were left with no choice.

The valet staff called you a cab as you reached the main entrance of the prestigious hotel, leaving the ballroom as quickly as you could, you hid yourself to avoid being seen and more importantly, having Heeseung noticing you leaving. Something in your gut told you that he would have followed you with the way he had been behaving.

Anxiety hits you once more as you internally wished for the cab to hurry and pull up, fearing that he would emerge through the doors any moment trying to find you. To your delight, a cab pulls up and you seat yourself in the back, driving off with no sight of Heeseung. Finally, you felt as if you could breathe in peace as you gave the cab driver your address.

Walking into your large apartment, you didn’t bother turning on the lights, the room was illuminated enough by the large floor to ceiling windows that adorned your living room wall.

Plopping yourself on the couch, you sat and stared out the window wall, overlooking the entire city, the lights, the upper view of bustling people making way to all the late-night shops and clubs as the ocean waves in the boardwalk afar sprayed its salty scent in the air.

Now that you were alone and at peace, your mind traveled back in time as you remarked your mothers’ final words from that conversation so long ago, when you were just eighteen and learned of the shocking discovery of your ancestry, your body’s capabilities, and the fate that you and your mother shared, just like the women before her.

………

“Wha…what? Mama…I don’t understand.”

Your mother’s hand remains planted on her forehead, rubbing the temples with her fingertips as she tilted her head slightly, projecting the view of her eyes to look at you rather tiresomely.

“…I’m saying Y/N, you have to be careful…”

Her words scared you. Not only that, but it also further spiraled you into a state of deep confusion. Why was she being so vague? Was it because she thinks you don’t believe her? After telling her what happened during the family’s trip?

“Mommy…what do you mean? Be careful of what? Please just be completely open because…because I’m scared. I’m scared Mama.”

You could feel the tears starting to build up in the ducts of your eyes, yet she remained nearly emotionless.

“Y/n, listen to me…you need to promise me, promise me that if you ever come acr-…”

She choked up as she stopped mid-sentence. Clearing her throat, she attempts once more to tell you of the dangers that solely affect you, her, and all the women in your family before you.

“Promise me that, if you ever come across one, you get away. Do you understand? You get far away, don’t stop for anything. If you meet one, you have to run, and stay away. The farther, the better.”

Your mother nearly stumbled over her words as she kept issuing her warning.

“…Come across what though? What am I supposed to run away from?” Tears streamed down your face; everything was too much for you to intake all at once. The confession of your bloodline, what happened three years ago at the family trip to Greece, and now this abrupt warning your mother issued as she concluded the storytelling of the first ancestor, Celine.

She looked back at the window and stared at the moon for just a moment, looking back into your eyes, she tells you.

“An Adam.”

…………

“Adam? Like the name?”

“First Man…” your mother stated, signifying the meaning behind the danger that she bids you to stay away from, elaborating her words of caution.  

“Adam’s is what the women in our family use to refer the descendants of a clan from Macedon, they were collectively called the Sons of Adam. A clan that has been around for a very long time, Y/n. My grandmother told me that because of history’s repeated disasters of war, famine, disease and poverty, majority of the clan diminished. If there had been any remaining, it would be a very small group, distant descendants that probably have no idea of their ancestry. With them evolving along with the rest of humanity, for hundreds and thousands of years, there’s a likely chance that the bloodline has been diluted and forgotten about. If there were any, they would be so far from the direct line of their ancestors.”

You listened intently to her, noticing that her voice was a lot steadier as she repeated the lessons her grandmother gave to her.

“But still…” She continues. “We can never be too careful.”

“What would they do to us? And why?” You urged her to answer, inquiring deeply yet you felt bad for opening that door, after seeing your mother wincing her eyes upon receiving your question.

Before Celine left the sea and married her mortal husband, many of her sisters, were hunted down and captured or killed by the Sons of Adam. It was back when Sirens and humans were at constant war against each other. With the Sirens controlling the sea, they gained the upper hand and became unstoppable and undefeated. They developed a ruthless and violent grudge against mortals for staining their mark on the creations of their forefathers.  

The Sons of Adam, though it is unknown why, were immune against all the Siren’s abilities. Even their ability in the water was superior to that of any other man, and it wasn’t favorable to the Sirens.

The maidens used their voices, and their hypnotizing chants, yet nothing deterred any Adam. The only thing that would affect them, was the Siren’s enchanting beauty, yet the effect only served as motivation for the Adam’s to capture the Sirens instead of killing them off.

The Siren’s resorted to their most notable capability, which was known in slaying thousands of ships at a time, the mortals called it the Siren’s Edge.

“What’s that? The Siren’s Edge?” You questioned as your mother retells the history behind Adams and Sirens.

“Back in the old days, people called it that because they say that whoever falls into the trap of a Siren who “edges” it made you feel as if you were breaching the edge of a cliff, leaning over to fall to your death. That was the feeling many would feel as they witnessed it. It’s stupid and silly, but that was our most useful weapon to destroy kingdoms and armies.” Your mother recounted the verbal notes of her grandmother’s lesson.

Reaching over to the side, your mother grabs an old book she had brought in. Flipping through the pages, she hands it to you and gives a subtle notion for you to read the inscription. Taking the book, it appeared it was an old diary of some sort, too old and barely held together by woven threads, you remarked the worn leather of the book cover only to find it wasn’t leather, but whale skin. The pages were notably patched and made by hand, evident by the thick crustiness of the mâché patterns, creating a blotchy dried connection of various colors and texture. You read the inscribed details of the page your mother booked marked for you, it was a detailed account by a sailor who wrote down his horrid experience when his ship and crew came across a group of Sirens. 

“March 01, Year 1432,

Amid the midst of my travels, I have seen many great hallmarks of God’s country and his never-ending sea of blue. Never would I have imagined that beauty could exist in the form of ugliness. Up until the day we had set sail, our ship glazed towards the coast of the Sparta Island, where she steadied herself against the tropic waters.

It was there that I had witness an image that I have begged God to take back. Others and myself have prayed countless times, but alas, the face of pain remains painted in my eyes, and their screams echo in the depths of my soul.

It was my first at seeing a siren, and as the rumors followed, she is a beauty that is incomparable. It was alarming. For though we have heard of their violent temperament, their faces appeared gentle and calm, like the tranquil waters of the Mediterranean or the whispering waves of the Baltic Sea. Instantly, she became the Aphrodite to every man’s dream.

I watched from a distance, as the men who gazed upon them directly, succumbed to the effects of what I believe to be, the Sirens Edge. Mark my words upon reading this inscription, one must never blink their vision upon her as she edges, for a glance to a single strand of her hair is enough to trap him in the darkness of her creativity.

I watched, as her beauty became fiercely vibrant, her features, which normally reflected the heavenly attributes of Venus herself, would transform. The lightness and pastel colors in her hair, lips, and eyes, would turn bold and dark, reflecting the color palate suited for Hades in the underworld; the fairness of her appeal turned into a different type of beauty. One that I could never forget, though it pains me to say a part of me refuses as it was something I have never seen before. Their beauty does something to every man, from the depths of my being I roared in lust and desire like never before. It was a beauty unheard of, unforeseen and unread. It was both seductive and sinister, sultry, and alluring, reflecting the powers of sex and lust. It was a feature that no woman I’ve seen in my day could ever attempt to encompass, let alone expel it. Truly, the sight of her is a blessing, the sight of her on edge, is a sin.

As I witnessed it, I yearned to see more of her. Possibly succumbing to the effects of it as well, though I was fortunate to not be subjected in their direct sight. What I saw following, had all but shocked me to death, as I heard her voice speak out, compelled the men to tell her that they loved her, that there was no other woman like her. I watched as I heard the desperation in their voices as they answered, the look of torment as the strongest desire to hold her and feel her against their own body drove them to near madness.

I watched…as she receives her answers and make her demands on to them. The Siren beseeched the men to do harm onto themselves and to each other, acts of torture that no mortal could ever be devious enough to think of, it was unimaginable and unspeakable. Her voice, that was once pure and sounded like the whistling of bells, turned deep and slow, it carried the demonic aura much like the warning cries of the raven. Her mind would drift to ideas as she ordered them to set themselves aflame and burn alive, or to flay the skin off their own bodies.

Another told the men to slit their chests open and rip their hearts out, wanting them to present it as a token of their love for her.

I watched as one by one, each sea maiden toppled one torture over the other, and worse…I witness the fear in each man’s eyes as they were forced to do it upon themselves. The skin of their faces ripping from the pains of their screams. Dear God, how could demons exist in such beauty? How could it?

Should the sirens remain present, even leagues away within the sea, humanity will fall. For I fear their bloodlust is too great and demanding on them, our ships will never pass through the minor, we will henceforth become trapped by them, for I have seen with my own eyes, these maidens, when in water, will form tails of a fish with scales that shine and glisten like new steel. When outside the water, they carry long slender legs, appearing like mortal women with beauty incomparable, tricking any man that dare step near them. As God as my witness, we are all on the brink of destruction.”

The clan killed off many sirens, nearly all of them, but preserved a small number for capture and enslavement, where they became the clan’s slave-breeders. The Adams bred with the unworldly maidens to produce the future generation offspring of Adams, so that they would gain the powers of Poseidon, enhancing their unexplained abilities or even gaining new ones, such as decreased aging and extended lifespans. They even would inherit the trait to serenade, an ability that made the Sirens well known for.

Adams and their descendants never sire daughters, only sons. It’s one of the phenomenal traits of their lineage, and it has always remained that way since the 8th century when the clan was formulated.

Sirens and their descendants can only have daughters, to continue the generation of Sirens. Yet, when it came to the offspring of an Adam, it was discovered by those that were enslaved, that the continuation of the clan’s bloodline overpowered the genealogical trait of Poseidon’s daughters, thus with an Adam, a Siren will bear sons, the only time they produce males.

After explaining the history between the two bloodlines just as her grandmother had done to her. There was a slight pause of silence that filled the room. It permitted you to take a moment to understand certain aspects of your life that you used to find odd or questioned. Such as your stepfather and his sons from a separate marriage, were always remarked as being the only males in your mother’s side of the family, it never dawned on you yet now, it all made sense. In your mother’s family line, it was all females, aside from their husbands who all remained unaware of their fate. Your mother explained that when the time comes, after being married toa mortal man and for the family secret to remain undetected, the women in your family would disappear without a trace, much like how you did with your friends each decade.

“The women in our family will never expose the truths, as much as it pains us. It’s only natural, we have come so far from the first-born Sirens, we no longer have a ruthless hatred against mortals. We don’t. The women in our family all have loved, married, and bore daughters with mortal men, spending many years with them as loyal and committed wives. Of course, we would be saddened at the prospect of suddenly vanishing and leaving them.”

You took note of what she was saying and glanced up at her. “Where do they go?”

Your mother looked at you and smiled, again, it was a smile filled with sadness and slight grief as she voices out the fate of the women before her, the fate that she will have to follow suit someday.

“We go back to the Adriatic Sea, the birthplace of Sirens. That is our fate, well, if you marry a mortal, it’s an unspoken pact that allows us to remain free and undetected, yet it’s a lonely continuation of our life as we roam the oceans trying to find the remaining Sirens or drifting to an undiscovered island. We will never live on manmade land ever again once we enter the water.”

Your breath paused. That didn’t sound like a life to live at all, but neither did walking on egg shells and living amongst people, placing yourself at risk of coming across the one thing your mother shook at speaking of, the Adam’s.  

Replaying your mother’s warning in your head, the shocking intrusion of her warning submitted a spiral of chills up your spine as her voice echoes in your head while the image of Heeseung’s hand gripping yours remained as a still image in your line of sight.

“So if I did meet … an Adam. How will I know?”

You recalled asking the question with a shaky voice.

“…You’d feel him.”

Pure shock stuns you into a trance, her words suddenly pierced your ears the moment you brought her warning to memory, the felt of Heeseung’s touch came back to your senses and felt as if it was crawling on your skin.

“You mean…as in touch…like their skin? We can feel them physically? Even without being in the water?”

“Everything, Y/n.”

Nearly cutting you off, her soft-spoken voice calmly follows suit of your pondering questions without missing a beat as she continues.

“We can and we would feel everything. Even without being anywhere near the ocean. That is the most significant way to tell, since the beginning of time, Adams became the only man that Sirens can feel. That means, they can inflict pain and we would feel it. Outside or beneath our skin. It is the one true weakness that we have, the Clan of Adams.”

“Then…what then? If I run, where do I go? Does that mean I…I have to go to…”

One last sigh of the night, and your mother looked at you with a very subtle look of relief as she answers your questions with the words that was accompanied by a sorrow-felt smile.

“No different from the ones that married, you too will have to go back to the sea.”

………

****omg wtf is wrong with Tumblr in this tagging business. freaking aye! wont let me add or select all the tags. Geezus Tumblr you only have like one freaking job.

[artsyunderstudy]

Trope Grading Game

Heyyy! Thanks for the tag this morning @hushed-chorus you gave me a great alternative for WIP Wednesday since I got a head full of ideas and a word doc full of empty.

Also thanks to @stitchyqueer @brilla-brilla-estrellita @larkral @forabeatofadrum @ileadacharmedlife @wellbelesbian @prettygoododds @cutestkilla @cosmicalart @bazzybelle @aristocratic-otter for the tags today and yesterday. If you haven't done this yet consider yourself TAGGED!

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded

0 - don’t care either way

+10 -> very enticed

nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Age gap: -1

Mmm, no? Especially not for younger characters, but like, its not a thing I seek or or actively dislike in general.

Codependency: +5

LOL yes, I'm into fics that explore this. Either in a fun way or in a serious way, because its interesting no matter what. I suppose sometimes if we're talking really toxic codependancy that isnt dealt with it might turn me off in the long run but it definitely will draw my interest in the tags.

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: +4

Complicated feelings. I'm kinda into it, so it definitely wont put me off, but jealousy as a trope can either be really fun in a story or really toxic. Like, I'm a little obsessed with Simon's jealousy in the series, because its not the kind where he gets mad at Baz, really, or lashes out at him, its very internal and about his own insecurity, but also really indicative of how very attached he is despite his assertions through wayward son that he was going to end things.

I love a bit of possessiveness as long as its not the kind that hurts their partner or turns really bad to the point of me disliking the character.

So, yeah, in most situations i'm a fan of exploring this, though I can't say I specifically look for it.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +8

Yes, definitely. I love this in a romance, its really fun to explore those dynamics. Like, IRL I think really good relationships have people who make up for each other's shortcomings, or balance each other, like if one is really impulsive it helps when the other is level headed or a planner, or else you just get an echo chamber of rash decision making (or, on the other end, no spontaneity!) I like seeing how their differences effect the other. It's a really fun dynamic to read about.

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +4

I mean, I'm a snowbaz fan so I gotta right? I do think though that the idea of true enemies to lovers is usually not done it a way that really works for me, because a lot of the time i cant see why these people end up together, because its all anger and hate lust and sometimes it doesn't ever evolve past that, or we just skip the bit where we see them getting along. Ideally theres enemies to friends to lovers, or at the very least friendship within the lovers realm.

I guess what I'm saying is they still need to like each other or else it make me sad.

Friends with benefits: +2

Ehhh is it benefits to full on love? I don't really connect with allo perspectives on sexual relationships, like I get them intellectually but I don't jive with them on an emotional level, so there has to be that emotional draw for me, that underlying romance. I mean tho, @fatalfangirl stacy is writing an excellent fic on this premise right now that I absolutely love because there are clearly feelings involved. But it also might fall more into the realm of the next trope on this list ... which is ...

Sex to feelings: +10

Oh yes yes yes. Pining while actively having sex is absolutely my thing.

Fake dating/relationship: -1

I am not really opposed. This is just a very romcom trope for me in that it rarely delivers really big honest emotions, its usually a lot of fun contrivance. Which is definitely a good time and has an appeal, but I generally don't take to these stories as much as others. I think its one that really depends on how its written, because I have read some REALLY good ones too.

Friends to lovers: +6

I like this a lot, I think it can have a good amount of tension when done right which is important for me in a story. Plus I love the slow burn of feelings, and also just the depth of emotion and comfort you get from friends to lovers, and sometimes it can be genuinely hard when one of those friends is dating other people, or if theres a really interesting thing keeping them apart. Yeah, I like it.

Found Family: +1

I don't feel a specific way about it, definitely not a turn off. I've read a few really really sweet fics that frame the trio (Baz, Simon and Penny) as found family, which is nice. Generally just fine about it.

Hurt/Comfort: +10

PUT IT DIRECTLY. INTO MY MOUTH. I am a fucking sap for hurt/comfort. It gives me the swoops. There is fucking nothing I like better than lovers (or almost lovers) comforting each other and taking care of each other, emotionally, physically, spiritually, whatever. It's sexy to me. It affects me deeply.

Love Triangle: -7

I fuckin hate love triangles actually, in all manner of media. Like, it's not a sure thing that it'll put me off a fic on sight, but I seriously can't think of any examples where this trope didn't make me deeply unhappy.

Poly, open relationships: -5

Mmm I'm very monogamous and also have bad history with open relationships so I definitely don't seek this out and it's generally a big turn off for me in a fic. But that being said I am deeply interested in the complexity of managing an open relationship (something sort of touched on in Someone Wicked) and there are definitely some throuples that I can totally get behind. I am allergic to most snowbaz throuples except sid/simon/baz (catch me one day writing some delectable threeway smut for Dre.)

Mistaken/hidden identity: +2

I truly don't know if I've ever read a story with this that like, really drew me in a specific way? I don't think this is a regular snowbaz trope either, and I admittedly don't wander too far from the snowbaz fic these days. I'm not opposed, just don't have a specific affinity for it.

Monsterfucking: +6

I like monsterfucking, but its gotta be tied to emotions. (Those emotions can be overwhelming incoherent ecstasy tho.)

Pregnancy: -9

I want kids and I like kids, don't care to read about them or pregnancy. That being said, I have read nearly every mpreg fic in this fandom (snowbaz) because you all are too talented and too fucking powerful. But it took me a while to click on them, generally.

Second Chance: +8

I do actively seek this tag out, because I am a sadist, but breakup angst also really truly hurts me. As someone who's a well known angstweaver (which I definitely just made up) most angst is appealing to me, delicious to read, exquisite, etc, but breakup angst wounds me deep ya'll. I hate thinking of them not together. I hate thinking of them thinking they are better off not together. I hate IT it makes me cry all of my tears.

But I love the path of recovery and finding their way back to each other. That shit is GREAT.

Slowburn: +10

Yeah baby gimme that pining. I love a slowburn because I love tension, and you get such good fucking tension when it takes a lot of work for them to get together. Also you just see more rounded, complex characterization because they are generally working through feelings and spending time together and just building up that relationship. And I'm a sucker for it, makes the get together all the sweeter. I love all kinds of burns, but slow burn gets me good.

Soulmates: +9

Yes, absolutely yes to soulmate fics. I also love a trope reversal here specifically, because there's a part of me that's also obsessed with the choice over destiny factor and seeing how that comes into play meaningfully, but I will say that the vast majority of Snowbaz soulmate fics have been really fucking good and it's a tag I purposefully seek out.

Also tagging @shrekgogurt @theearlgreymage @bookish-bogwitch @moodandmist @messofthejess @raenestee @facewithoutheart @martsonmars and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe

[choclateteez]

4*Town but as stan YT video titles

With a bit of content for some titles😛

Robaire being a scary leader for 16 minutes straight

Involving a talk show host asking insensitive/stupid/uncomfortable questions and Robaire responding with sarcastic and backhanded comments

"Soooo, I dont mean to pryyy, but i am DYING to know when and especially WHO you guys want to hook up with, and when👀" "What is your definition of prying? No, im curious! Genuinely!" Robaire responds still wearing his signature smile. 

Of course, theres the award shows and making sure the group behaves during speeches

He has a LOOK look that gets any of the members back into shape

"Guys, now's not the time."

All he has to do is grip one of the gangs shoulders and they know they need to tone it down

His frustrated face. There's a frown thats not heavy, but its there, and hes razer focused on whats making him mad. Heavy eye contact with the offender. Lots of foot bouncing, lots of deep breaths

Communication king. Confrontation does not scare him at all

"You and I both know that's not an appropriate question."

Tae Young wreaking havoc on 4*town

He uses his cuteness as a weapon alllll the time. Underestimated for sure, hes a menace

"You took my ice cream- Why shouldn't I be mad?" "Im sorry I was just- I just wanted something sweet.. " "...just ask next time…" *cycle continues*

*4town at a talk panel* "You know, Aaron T almost burnt down the studio-" "IT WAS ONE TIME!!" 

"There was this one song from the 70s that really resonated with me." Tae Young gasps, "OH! Maybe Jesse has seen it live!!" "I dont like these jokes! >:("

*Tae imitating Z's stoicness* "keep doing that and I'll end you." "Do that and 4*town is over. This face gets the money in the bank." The crowd seems to strongly agree

Compilation of Tae Young constantly leaning against/ hugging another member

*Jesse on live* "and I was thinking-" *BANG!!* Jesse jumps, holding his chest as Tae Young enters his room. "Ah! I almost gave the old man a heart attack😮sorry guys!" He is then manhandled and attacked by pillows thanks to Jesse

Him and Aaron T constantly talking and giggling during award speeches

Feeding food but the pieces are a bit too big

"Why wont you eat it >:( I'm feeding it to you, 'Baire!" "Im TRYING😭" "try HARDER!"

Aaron Z being a tsundere for 10 minutes and 32 seconds

Complaining about receiving affection but doesn't fight it

"Your hugs are too tight" *hugs back*

Always making sure his members have had enough water but in a special way

*shoves water bottle in face* 

Shows them learning the choreo, and him and Jesse staying after so he can help him get it right as Jesse tends to struggle the most

Rare but heartfelt compliments dropped out of nowhere

*at talking panel* "Z is actually the one who reassured me about me deserving the leader role" The crowd screams and Z is practically yanking his hoodie strings. "I'm here because of you, Z. Thank you c:" Z hides behind a stuffed teddy bear given to him as the crowd gushes

Compilation of him being unbothered and blissfully unaware

Resting bitch face

Aaron T whispering a joke and him covering his mouth and looking away

Tae Young shaking his shoulders back and forth complaining about something and him acknowledging it

T, on live,with Z on speaker: "T, I gotta go." "Okay, byeeee, i love you!!" "Kay." "Say i-" "no." "Zeeeeeee…:(" "*sigh* likewise" *hangs up* 

"Jesse." "Yeah?" "Can you…make that dish you made last time? I liked it." "DIDYOUREALLY??💖💖 YES RIGHT AWAY"

Robaire and Z chilling together bc Z just needed some quiet, but with company

Jesse being a dad

Lots of old jokes. Lots of em.

That one time between Jin and Suga except its Jesse and Aaron T

*Jesse talking while making food* "So I wanted to make food for hi-" "hey look at this wrap-" "Im speaking right now." "Okay." "Is that right or not?" "Right." "You did something wrong, do you agree?" T shoves food in his mouth to avoid interrogation and Jesse laughs

Him on live reading the comments: " ' I'm up at 2:30am to watch this', No!! Go to sleep! I kmow im amazing and spectacularly handsome, but sleep comes first👁"

"Did you guys have breakfast?" "No" "!?? We leave in like 15 minutes you guys, JEEZ, you can't run on caffeine and youth only-" "I can-" "Robaire, hush." "Yes sir😒" "Im making something before we leave🙄"

"Jjessseee" "Hi Tae" "im boredddd." "I could use some help cleaning." "I wish I said nothing." "Its the laziness for me" "dont say that pls🤢" *Tae Young leaves but comes back with a broom and cleaning supplies*

"Robaire, what part of don't buy my kids anything do you not understand." "I COULDNT HELP IT, OKAY"

Him and Tae Young bickering like a father with his delinquent teenager, but Tae Young always doing what he is asked of

Compilation of "I'm too old for this"

Compilation of "I'm not THAT old!"

Members going to him whenever there's a conflict or when they're feeling down

Z is more of a listener, but when hes with Jesse, he feels comfortable to be the talker/venter every once in a while

So we get compilation of when Jesse and Z are alone and they have good conversation dynamics goin on

Jesse giving the perfect mix of tough love + comfort = happy 4*town

Aaron T being Aaron T

PRANKS

Compilation of him doing sick flips n tricks (like teach me dude, wtf)

"Why am i the only one here popping my pu-" "T, youre LIVE😟"

Him, randomly "hey guys, welcome back to another yt video, so today i'm gonna show you my skincare routine"

Zoom ins to his obvious judging face, like he doesn't mean it sometimes, but especially when he sees a fit he doesn't like, or watching another person he doesn't like preform, his face just contorts into disgust

Is often seen gossiping about performer and the gang laughing at whatever trash he talks about them

T whispering to Robaire, and Robaire actually chokes on air, trying(and failing) to stay professional

"Have you had nachos yet today?" Z looks at him confused. "No?" "Then i guess its just nacho day (not yo/your day)😉" *Jessie wheezing in the background* Z facepalms "why did i join this band"

"Please don't make me do another flip in the choreo" *choreographer and Robaire avoiding eye contact* "wwwwoooowww😒"

A snorer. Like an "AAAUGHH❗" snorer. Tae Young visually debating pillow suffocation so that he can sleep

The T line doing T line things like risking paralyzation for the Vine

Showing off his fire shoe collection on live

Brutal honesty, but with good intentions

Walking in to Z's lives allll the time

Often around Z because he likes the challenge of getting stronger reactions from him

Compilation of him and Z's talker and listener dynamic

Compilation of him easily breaking the tension when 4*town is cleary struggling

Is sometimes the voice of reason. The brutal honesty comes in handy, and he puts truth first before emotion

Bonus!!!

Aaron T could lwk beat my ass

(Martial arts master who??)

4*town is whipped for Robaire

(Him speaking French and flustering band mates, "dont look at/talk to me like that😳", gazing at him as he talks to someone else)

Tae Youngs duality

(Him being cute vs him being hot)

Aaron Z being confident on stage for 6 minutes straight

(Includes- ab peaks, thrusts, making love to the camera)

Jesse murdering 4*townies with his looks

(His vvoiiceee, running hands through his hair, prolonged eye contact, KNOWING he's fine and using it as a weapon)

Tae Young serving vocals

Aaron Z being shy

Comedians getting replaced by Aaron T

Robaire being done with 4*town

T line bringing chaos 

Aaron Z's superior athleticism

Jesse using oldest privileges

Got my 18 y/o self giggling and swinging my legs in my bed at 12am smh

[anchorandrope]

Hello Alex!!! Hope you’re doing great :3

I follow you on Twitter and I have seen that a couple of times you have said that you can be "no stunts" and a twarrie at the same time. Can you explain how that's possible? Thanks <3

hi dear,

before i start, a little note for those who dont have twitter: on twitter people use the term “no stunts” to refer to the fact that they dont believe in any stunt. larries do this because on twitter there are larry shippers who call themselves larries and thats why they invented that term to differentiate themselves.

first, everyone should know that there is only one definition of larrie (a person who believes that louis tomlinson and harry styles are in a real and serious love relationship since the beginning of one direction), but unfortunately many people believe that the definition of larrie varies according to the app, or stuff like that. for this reason, many people use terms like “im a tumblr larrie”, “im a tiktok larrie”, “im a twitter larrie”, etc. in my opinion, either you are larrie or you are not larrie, the end. it seems stupid to me that some people think there are different types or “levels” of larries.

having said all this, the term twarrie came up to refer to twitter larries. and no, its not literally any larrie that uses twitter, the term identifies those larries whose main platform is twitter. the term encompasses a whole stereotype of how a larrie whose main platform is twitter acts and thinks. i think a lot of people think that being a twarrie is synonymous with believing in babygate (thinking louis is a father) when in reality being a twarrie involves a lot more than just an opinion on babygate. you may not believe in babygate, but if you act like a twarrie does, then dont get mad when someone calls you that. you know what i mean?

as i said, the stereotype encompasses many things, so you can easily be a “no stunts” larrie and still be a twarrie. now, you must be wondering... how the hell do i identify a twarrie? well, basically a twarrie isnt educated and theorizes and “clowns” about everything. if you are new to the fandom, surely when you see a twarrie you wont identify them as such, surely you will think “wow their theory is so complex, surely they are very smart” when in reality they are just making up anything to keep having “larry proof”. you realize they are twarries when they seem to need these crazy theories to keep believing in larry.

i feel that the new larries want to look for current “proofs” because they didnt live the real larry proofs. i know they dont do it with bad intentions, but this really affects the image of larries a lot, especially those of us who use tumblr. twarries think that by the simple fact of having installed the tumblr app on their phones, they are automatically “tumblr larries” (and then they go and tell everyone that they are), and thanks to this, everyone think that larries that use tumblr are crazy.

i personally never cared about twarries, but lately i have to admit that it annoys me that they use us to make hit tweets and to justify that they are the smartest just because they have tumblr. im tired of going on twitter and seeing accounts that take screenshots of tumblr posts just so they can say “omg look what i saw on tumblr, so true” and gain likes. but you know what makes my blood boil? when you tell a twarrie that they’re acting like a twarrie and they tells you that you’re blinded by the industry and that things go way beyond what we see 🤌🏼 sorry, but i dont know about yall, but i would say “babe, sit down” lol. i think all twarries should read this... because lately their actions are affecting the fandom a lot.

i hope i answered your question (and sorry it was so long) have a nice day <3

[webslingingslasher]

hello! I’ve got two little things i wanna tell you! (if you don’t mind LMAO)

okay so 1. i’ve been talking to the guy a bit, and since our schedules are so busy we haven’t gotten the chance to see each other since those seminars in like january/february, HOWEVER he was saying that he missed me and would like to meet up sometime soon! he also mentioned that he wanted to ask me out to lunch during one of those seminar days (there was a like 45 minute lunch break during the day, and a bunch of restaurants/take out places nearby). but then he didn’t because the both of us were busy with like homework/studying as well as like making sure to do the assignments given (i don’t think seminar is the right term but it’s still the only one i can think of rn!!)

ANYWAYS the second i kinda just need a less biased perspective i think???

so i think I’ve mentioned the girl who keeps complaining about her mom to me. so basically, she STILL DOES THAT! even tho I’ve literally asked her to stop. And she’s genuinely so mean! like she’ll literally grab things (mainly food or drinks) FROM YOUR HANDS. or go up to people (that she barley talks to!!) and literally goes “gimme” when they’re eating something she has. like personally i find it SOOO RUDE. and then today, i was standing, talking to one of my friends while drinking a coffee. this girl WALKED BY ME AND TRIED TO TAKE IT. and when i told her no, she called me a bitch 😭. but like ms girl knows how much i hate sharing drinks???? and its not like she can’t afford it bc she definitely can. ALSO THE MANNERS??? Like it’s so clear we were raised differently.

and then she’s also saying how after the term’s over she’ll have to move in with her mom rather than her dad (just cause of circumstances) and i understand that they may not have the best relationship (they argue a ton) but it really fucking hurts. and I’ve told her this!! and she still does it!!! and then when i tried telling her again she was like i know! (and then proceeded to keep talking about how much she hates her mom). And i swear id be there for her but like it’s every time i see her. It’s exhausting.

and man I’ve tried so hard to cut her off BUT SHE WONT LEAVE ME ALONE. idk i think im just very mad with her atm but like i really don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve spoken to one of our other friends, and she agrees with me!

anyways thank you for listening (reading) my rant 😭

-🦋

1.) YAAAS. GET THE BOY. WE STAN HIM!!!!!!

2.) if u don't ghost that cunt in real time i'll hate you. nah, jk, i've been there before. honestly, the ONLY way to get those types of people out of your life is to not hide the distain anymore.

texting you? ignore it. leave her on read.

she comes up to you and takes your shit? roll your eyes and make a comment about how you should've expected it.

you see what i'm saying? treat her how she treats you. i bet you it'll work.

[day0walker]

I hope you're having a good (I don't want to guess if it's day or night time…) Mr. Day0walker, I am here today to confess myself, something that's been rumbling in my head like a disease without cure, annoying me as the constant noises of a 'construction in progress' near your house for days wishing for it to stop.

(A little pause to create drama)

I currently have a huge crush on Dr. Nick, yes… your own Original Character, and I can't stress enough how down bad I am for him… I need more of your handsome creation, even if it's just a little (or various) random facts about him that'll save me from this hellish of a world I am living at this moment. LIKE– could we (I don't like to assume I'm the only one, so…) get a short description of Nick? It can contain anything you would like to the public to know, I'm not picky after all. Thanks in advance, your writing quickly became the daily water I have in the morning, I can't imagine my life without it.

Sincerely yours, Anon of the bunch. (Kiss mark with red lipstick) 💋

PS: I'm too scared to ask this even though I'm going Anonymous but, consider writing a little hot scene for Nick (Dr. Nick f!Reader) You don't need to put too much thought to it, but I'm dead serious when I say I would beg you right here on my knees if that makes you change your mind. Agh I don't want to make this longer for you ;; xo

oh my god anon I know you sent this last night but I simply had to wait to be on my laptop for this one HAHAH

You're an absolute doll I love you for this. I can't believe anyone would like a character I CREATED this much!!! It's one thing to have people enjoy your fanfiction, but another to enjoy a original character. That's just a really special feeling.

I'll put this under a read more in case it gets....lengthy

Okay as far as a description for Nick, I genuinely think he looks pretty spot on for Mads Mikkelsen.

He's 6'2'' so he's quite tall. But he rounds his shoulders a lot and always looks a little tired. So it's not necessarily so much an intimidating height; like sure he's big, but he also looks so worn down. Kinda makes you wanna hug him--but his face is also constantly flat and nearly expressionless so that probably radiates "don't hug me".

Also Nick was tortured (a lot) so his torso has burn marks, as well as cuts along his side, thigh and upper rib cage area. He's missing the last two fingernails on his left hand (because they were removed, nasty business). But he takes care of himself, so he's also got a fair bit of muscle tone. He's not Built, but he's very strong, so he has nice biceps and muscular thighs. He has no piercings or tattoos (and does not like them).

Not to make him sound even MORE alluring, but he definitely has a great smell to him. He's a very clean guy and probably uses an expensive cologne. He smokes, so there's the underlying nicotine scent to him, but if you're into it, then it's probably even more alluring.

Also some fun Nick facts

He is 55 !!! He's old!!! Don't be too thirsty, his knees and lower back hurt all the time.

He's French but he can, if needed, completely erase his accent and fake American very well. He's a chameleon like that. But when he's comfortable, his accent is thicker, and he'll pepper in French here and there. Also BIG on French pet names.

Incredibly materialistic and has a BIG KINK for buying women Things. Lingerie sets, heels, clothes (nsfw things too). He's so into women in heels it's like calm down!! I'm batting him with a broom!!

Does not like movies. Literally cannot sit through them. Finds acting cringe. Cannot help but pick out inaccuracies every time he sees them. Groans like an old, tired man whenever someone makes him watch one. Will fall asleep.

This man has killed people and will definitely kill people again. Murderous little bastard.

Okay I could keep going but this is so long already my God.

Anyway anon thank you sm for your interest in him!!! I can't lie, I probably wont write Nick x Reader because well....that would feel remarkably like sleeping with my own character LMAO

That being said, for fun I do write onshots featuring him for my friend DJ and their character Adler (@darkworkcourier my life revolves around Adler like she's the fuckING SUN and I'm a little planet orbiting it) and I might post works of them together on my main blog instead of my private if people really like Nick that much LOL

Kisses u kisses u kisses u

[icharchivist]

you should tell us the tale of how you first got into gbf

Ooouh boy what a tale what a tale!

Under the cut because i rambled but the short story, is, my two best friends lured me in with one of my fav trope, with gorgeous men, and with indulging into my seiyuu madness.

the longer story:

The two main culprits in getting me into Granblue are two of my bestest friends, @/nalhegrande (Suzu) and @/baconplasm (Bacon). We've been friends since 2015 or so, we met via the dgm fandom revival of the time, and we've been tight knit ever since. Also at the time my blog was very ff7 themed and my url was a reference to it, which also got the two of them interested in it (relevant to the story)

anyway back in 2019 was my major Hypmic phase, so i was starting to really be into seiyuu then (and i was a huge huge fan of Saito Soma as a result). Suzu and Bacon both were playing Granblue a lot.

First thing that happened was around Granblue's 5th anni, March 2019, when 000 came out, and Suzu was reading Paradise Lost in preparation. Because Suzu busted into my DMs going "ICHA YOU WONT BELIEVE IT, SAKURAI AND SUZUKEN ARE DOING LIVING LEGACY STUFF AGAIN". Because Suzu, knowing me from my "living legacy" url days, knew exactly how to hit me with a truck, as i've been obsessed with over a decade with that trope i saw in ff7 of "the person you looked up to and cared about died in your arms and the only way you can cope is to become their legacy, to become them. But you need to find yourself again.". Which was originated by characters Suzuken and Sakurai voiced at the time.

(Suzuken and Sakurai who themselves were also there during the dgm days. the rabbit hole runs deep. dgm also has Living Legacy tropes to it btw to express how on brand it is for me. And while their characters are super important to me (my current url is a reference to the character Suzuken used to voice, it IS one of the most important character in my life), i did discover them with their roles in ff7, who genuinely shaped my life, so telling me they were replaying the same dynamic somewhere else was a siren song.)(yes that's why i never lived down the Sakurai incident lol.)

Anyway because i'm a sucker for those plots, Suzu explained it to me in major details and in tears, of Paradise Lost AND of Zero and i couldn't help but be invested, so i definitely developped an affection for Sandalphon and Lucifer just then.

(Suzu killed me by mentioning that one of my fav song, that i associated to my Living Legacy pair over here, also fit Lucifer and Sandalphon, and it immediately won me over. Stream Saturn by Sleeping at Last.)

But at the time i wasn't really fan of gacha on principle, so i didn't want to get into it, and everything to get into seemed tedious (i was seeing them tweeting raid battles everytime and all i thought was "yeah no i do not want to be perceived, hard pass"). So eventually while i thought about checking it out, i didn't actually feel like it.

Flashforward a few months during the Summer season. I see the two of them regularly lose their mind over their favorite characters. (at the time Suzu was mainly focusing on Heles and Cain. I say "at the time" because Wilnas is now one of her main husband and he wasn't even a raid battle back then. And Bacon is a Vane stan through and through and a fan of the Knights by extension.). Both of them also really like Percival!

(also yes they posted about Belial once i a while, and i knew more or less his deal then, but i admit he didn't do anything to me then. this might be the most shocking part of this story considering literally everything about this blog, and also the fact he started haunting my dreams before i officially read wmtsb, and i haven't caught a break since.)

anyway Summer 2019 was the year of LanVane SR Unit AND Percival's EX summer art. And of Summer Sandalphon while at it.

so all of those things were flooding my TL on twitter. Just couldn't scroll anywhere without seeing those.

I cared for Sandalphon thanks to Suzu at this point so i was *points* everytime i was seeing him. I've identified Vane as Bacon's boy so i was fully seeing him as a Blorbo in law at this point.

But it was my first time running into Lancelot and Percival.

And i fell in love with Percival in this one singular art.

Like i looked at it thinking he was the single most gorgeous man that had ever graced my screen. Everytime my friends were retweeting this picture i would freeze a second and stare at it mumbling "it can't be right".

Eventually i shot Bacon a message about it especially since she was the one posting most about it. But i did one slight mistake when i told her "yeah that guy you keep posting? i think i have a case of the down bad, can you tell me more about him" -------- i mixed up Lancelot's and Percival's names.

And so instead she mostly shared Lancelot and Vane stuff, and i didn't realize it was because i was wrong on the name, i just thought she went on a tangent. But because i was interested suddenly Bacon tried to grapple me in by doing what Granblue Fans do best: "if you think he's pretty WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT HIM--" and she shared pictures of various characters, including, of course, Mister Sieg's Yukata art. (while i was losing my mind because i knew his VA (Kakashi from Naruto's fame, Angeal from ff7) so it was also a thing)

Anyway also this was the funniest bit of this exchange:

screenshots taken before a disaster.

you'll notice that because she just called Percival "that bitch" and because i mixed up the names causing a misunderstanding well. She couldn't properly exploit my thirsting on Percival's summer art. And Belial had to insert himself in this conversation first.

... and that's the day i started the game. or, at least, made an account.

I got very lost at the time, so the three of us made a group chat then to keep discussing gameplay stuff, and well, about anything under the sun.

They held my hand through it slowly, i participated to the summer free pulls (falling in love with Summer!Rosetta this way) and all... but i didn't play long enough to be hooked so i ended up falling off, but with the promise to my friends i'll get to it eventually.

Percival, most gorgeous man on earth, was slipping through my fingers.....

(though eventually misunderstanding was cleared lmao and friends were like "yeah actually that tracks, but we won't say a word, just come and see him")

Anyway i was hard in hypmic at the time, and especially into Saito Soma's career as a singer because of it. So my friends were also trying desperately to hook me in with various characters that shared those seiyuu, the biggest catch at the time being Shiva.

Because Soma's character then only had a SR and very little important contents. It took a few years for Feather to get some serious stories after all :). (plus he is in a total different range than i'm used to when it comes to that) (also ironically i kept pulling Randall's units over Feather's units, which originally annoyed me but then i found it really funny i kept pulling the guy who wanted to see Feather and couldn't find him. the irony of the fact i had songs by the two of them (and Lu Woh's VA) on my phone at the time escaped me for about a year (bc i admit i wasn't a major fan of the music unfortunately), where Randall was still my underrated R/SR fav character, not ready to handle the fact his seiyuu was going to play my favorite a3's character and definitely ruin my life the moment i realized he was there in gbf being a fav all along.)

On this journey, because i listened to a lot of others Soma's bands, one of the major draw ended up being the fact i listened to another band he was in with Eguchi Takuya, so when Bacon started to talk about Vane's seiyuu, i was here and armed with "oh yeah i have flirty songs by him" and having this torture device (affectionate) was a huge motivation to get into gbf even more to bully my dear friend.

then in September/October A3 came out and it ate my life away so it halted me getting more into gbf at this point (and EguTaku being in it i could still continue my torture agenda)(we all kinda got in it so it was still madness.)

Anyway then again in my usual fashion of "i don't get into hyperfixation, hyperfixation gets to me (by hunting me down for sports)" i ended up randomly having a dream about Percival, which i totally forgot about, but i was so worked up about it i grabbed the game again in November 2019 and just binged a chunk of the main story and the Dragon Knights events.

This whole mess was its own long story, because it turned out i didn't end up liking Percival in his first event appearance and i was betrayed as hell, but BFAF made me reconsider everything about him and now i'm a Percival expert and lover. But my friends were then allowed to see me in full downspiral.

But it sealed my fate. After that, i was too hooked and i didn't want to leave anymore. And while i took some breaks here and there bc of burn out, i've been playing Granblue daily ever since.

then in December or January (right in time for Light GW then) Suzu dragged me into her crew, and Bacon joined in eventually - and since both of our crew had the same problem (half of our crew was inactive, the other half was tight knit though), we ended up merging the crews' active players together, and now here we are and we've been at it for years.

(and i've read wmtsb around February/March 2020 for the full timeline - since 000 and the maydays weren't in the sidestories i had to watch them on youtube then too. I know it was the date bc it was right in time for Seeds of Redemption, the 6th anni event, and it was the most emotionally overloaded period for me as a result lmao. But it basically sealed my fate then, no way i turn away from this game after just how emotionally packed this one month was.).

so that's the long story.

the short story:

My two best friends informed me of a lovestory's trope similar to the one story that destroyed my life, of the most gorgeous man on earth, and fed right into my seiyuu madness, and now i'm stuck here with all of you to discuss Belial's balls.

the more you know, and now you know who to blame. (be nice to them, or else 🔪.)

i hope the read wasn't too tedious ahah

Take care ;D

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Dreamling Ficlet #1

I used to be able to just post little fics here and there, without worrying about making them a big thing or editing them 6 times. I miss it so I’m gonna start trying to do it again. I spent no more than two hours on this, most of that making my mad messy first draft a bit prettier. 1.5k, sweet and soft.

Enjoy <3

(The song playing over this scene is Across The Great Divide by Frank Solivan. It’s one of my Hob songs <3)

[Read on AO3]

*

“Are you the king of songs, then?”

“Hm?” it takes a moment for Dream to become fully cognizant of the query; immersed as he had been in the gentle flow of music through his ears, of the warmth of Hob Gadling where he stands pressed close, swaying in time. “What makes you ask that?”

Hob shrugs, a bare shift of his shoulders against Dream’s. Somehow, in the time they’ve been dancing, they’ve migrated closer, closer. Drawn inexorably together, almost to the Platonian ideal; a single creature reunited, boyd and soul. There is no place more fitting for Hob to lay his head, Dream decides, than the welcoming crook of Dream’s own throat. “Well. You’re the king of stories,” Hob explains, soothing his palms where they rest upon Dream’s upper arms, their elbows touching, crossing, a bridge between where Hob clings high, and Dream low. “A song’s a kind of story, isn’t it? When you think about it. Some more than others, perhaps.”

It’s an interesting thought, and one to which Dream’s never given much consideration. He considers it now, turning the question over, pondering it while his hands ponder the slight dip of Hob’s strong waist. While his soul ponders the quietude this position brings. He thinks, and Hob lets him do so uninterrupted. Content, it seems, to enjoy a similar peace; to slide his hands across Dream’s back, grounded in the press of palm to spine. Content as he has been all this time, though how much time that is Dream cannot possibly say. Hob is quite adept at making Dream lose track of it. However long it has been, they’ve been dancing for much of it. Though the slow, subtle sway and shuffle they’ve subsided into could hardly be called ‘dancing’ by any formal definition.

But now is not the time for formality; and dancing, in Dream’s admittedly limited experience, lies in intent as well as execution.

“I do not think I can claim sovereignty over songs, no,” Dream eventually concludes, the truth seeming rather apparent when he alights upon it. “At least not solely. They belong to all of us.”

“All of the Endless, you mean?”

“Yes.” He balances his chin against Hob’s shoulder, for they are almost of a perfect height to do so—a little twist of serendipity, that his chosen form should prove such an easy match for Hob. Dream looks thoughtfully into the dwindling crowd that dances alongside them. Older humans, silver hair shining in the multicoloured light, the lines of weathered faces deepening with their smiles. Dream had dropped in on the New Inn, as he is wont to do, unaware that the back room had been hired or for a bi-monthly seniors dance social. Unaware that Hob would gleefully grab his hand and haul him onto the floor, their youthful appearances be damned, because they were older than the combined age of all these people and it is, after all, his pub, thank you very much.

They had been met with no resistance, though Dream has spotted a handful of the elderly attendees sneaking glances over at them, occasionally smiling, waving. Cooing amongst themselves about those ‘nice young men’. How young they would all feel, Dream thinks, if they knew what manner of creatures really danced amongst them. How young they appear in his eyes, not even a century to their names; with lively eyes and vital hearts as they seek one another, twine their weathered fingers, indulge in the simple joy of touch, of music.

Dream’s hand slides up, presses to Hob’s back. He can feel, dulled through muscle and bone, the quiet thrum of his heart, beating in perpetuity. “A song may be a story, that is true enough,” Dream elaborates, voice pitched low for Hob’s ears alone. “But there are unnumbered reasons for why a song may come into being. Some spring forth from delight—and indeed, Delirium. Innumerable compositions originate in the contemplation of Death. Songs of mourning and remembrance, fear of what lies beyond, hope for where the soul may come to rest. Since the first human mouth opened to speak, songs have been song from the bloody, howling beast of Despair that bares every beating heart raw at one point or another. And.” He purses his lips around the reluctant concession. “I suppose Desire also holds their fair share.”

“More than that, I reckon,” chuckles Hob, quite correctly.

Dream rolls his eyes. There can simply be no accounting for taste. “Destiny, as well. Even Destruction, I’m sure; tragedies on a large scale have served as artistic inspiration for centuries. All have their share of music composed in their name. If ever a feeling was felt, it was likewise put to music; it is in the nature of humans to attempt to describe the indescribable. Music bonds us, my siblings and I. We each receive our offerings.

“I suppose songs are rather like stories in the sense that I can’t imagine humanity will ever cease in their composition, or their refrain.”

He closes his eyes, lets the music of this present moment bleed into him. Soft strings, a pleasant voice. The earthbound musings of a rambling heart. “I have always been… fond. Of the music of humans. I hear it often, in your dreams. I hear masterful compositions, orchestrations experienced once in person and subsequently never forgotten. I hear the rhythm that pounds so loud it reverberates in your lungs, the cacophonous chorus of a thousand voices crying out as one. I hear those short, repetitive refrains; the disjointed lines of verse you simply cannot get out of your head.” His fingers find Hob’s long, soft hair, and probe wonderingly at the base of his skull. “They follow you as surely as sleeping as in waking; your minds sing to me, even deep in slumber. The strains of the subconscious.”

Hob swallows, a dry sound in Dream’s ear. “Yeah. Always loved music. I like the stuff that feels alive, the stuff you’re meant to holler; reckon there’s not a drinking song in this country from the last half dozen centuries I couldn’t at least belt out the chorus to.” He tugs on the back of Dream’s coat. “Got a favourite?”

“I have many.” He tucks his nose into Hob’s hair, adding the clean, slightly salt-tinged scent of his scalp to the symphony of his sense. “This one is beginning to grow on me,” he adds with a slight smile.

He feels himself lovingly caged as Hob’s arms lift, draping around Dream’s neck. The suede of his jacket rubs at the bolt of Dream’s jaw, a pleasant irritation. “We’ll have to write a song,” says Hob, a matching smile in his voice. “About us.”

“About us?”

“Yeah, don’t you think? Got plenty of material. C’mon, I’ll start.” He taps a lilting rhythm on Dream’s back as he clearly enunciates. “There once was a young man named Hob.”

Dream casts a withering look into Hob’s hair. “I believe what you have there is a limerick.”

“Go on; add a line!”

“The song of my love will not be a limerick, Hob Gadling.”

“Fine, I’ll keep going,” Hob sniffs, tugging Dream’s earlobe. “Who fell in love with an inveterate snob.”

To his utter mortification, Dream honks out a short, inelegant laugh. “Hob,” he admonishes, a less-than-pleasant feeling of warmth rising in his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

Hob’s laugh is not nearly so undignified; although it comes on the tail end of snorting snigger. Coarse though it may be, it slides on the wings of the waning song and lingers in Dream’s head and his heart as its own small, subtle melody; sung low and loving into Dream’s skin as Hob’s smile presses into his neck.

“Alright, alright, we’ll do it properly” Hob concedes, with a discreet kiss beneath Dream’s ear. “Later.”

There is a quiet vulnerability in the way that Hob makes him feel. In the dryness that rises in Dream’s throat, in the way his hardened heart begins to race rabbit-fast at Hob’s mere proximity. It is a feeling of smallness, too vast to contain. It is an exultant embrace of the terror of truly living. It is seeing, and being seen.

Dream wraps Hob tight in his arms, and reminds himself, barely, not to handle him with too crushing a grip. “Ours will be a lengthy song.”

“Yep,” Hob agrees easily, setting them once more to swaying. Dream hadn’t realised they’d stopped. “And it’s going to get longer, and longer, and longer—”

“Will this song ever be finished?”

Thanks for reading <3 Reblogs and comments always appreciated ^^

Hob kisses him once more, and his voice whispers across his ear, a simple strain that sets the universe in tune. “Not if I have anything to say about it.”

*

[brilla-brilla-estrellita]

Trope Grading Game

I do not have Six Sentences for you this Sunday, so instead I'm finally doing this trope game that the lovely @artsyunderstudy tagged me in... some time ago. And thank you to @shrekgogurt for tagging me in Six Sentence Sunday this week!

Prior to Carry On, I mostly read Harry Potter fanfiction with a little bit of Percy Jackson and a little bit of Avatar: TLA thrown in there. I was pretty specific about what I liked in my fics in those days (which were primarily 10+ years ago), but the Carry On fandom has absolutely changed me. I'm not yet sure what is Carry On-specific or what applies outside the fandom because I haven't ventured back out again yet. So let's see who I am now...

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded

0 - don’t care either way

+10 -> very enticed

nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Age gap: -7

Would make me hesitate for sure. Depends a lot on the characters. If they're like... under 20, I'm probably not interested. If they're a little older, maybe? Idk, definitely sensitive here, but not quite a hard no.

Codependency: +3

Given how much I love Snowbaz, there's no way this is a turn off for me 😂

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: +4

I'm going to quote artsyunderstudy's answer here because she already explained it perfectly,:

Complicated feelings. I'm kinda into it, so it definitely wont put me off, but jealousy as a trope can either be really fun in a story or really toxic. Like, I'm a little obsessed with Simon's jealousy in the series, because its not the kind where he gets mad at Baz, really, or lashes out at him, its very internal and about his own insecurity, but also really indicative of how very attached he is despite his assertions through wayward son that he was going to end things. I love a bit of possessiveness as long as its not the kind that hurts their partner or turns really bad to the point of me disliking the character. So, yeah, in most situations i'm a fan of exploring this, though I can't say I specifically look for it.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +7

Yes! I do love a good grumpy/sunshine, black cat/golden retriever combo. Solangelo, anyone?

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +10

Boy do I love me an enemies to lovers, and this has always been true (Dramione was my first non-canon ship... followed by Zutara, so. There's a theme here.) That was one of the major selling points of Carry On when my friend told me about it.

And enemies with benefits only if they end up actually having feelings for each other, ya know? If it's like... enemies that evolve to have benefits but never really have the emotional connection, meh. Though I can't say I've really run into that.

Friends with benefits: -2

Aaaand quoting artsyunderstudy here again because she nailed it, which... um... hm. I maybe am questioning certain aspects of my sexuality now... so... anyway......... 👀 Though I changed the rating to -2 because unless there's a tag telling me emotions are involved and important and leading somewhere, it's a turn off.

Ehhh is it benefits to full on love? I don't really connect with allo perspectives on sexual relationships, like I get them intellectually but I don't jive with them on an emotional level, so there has to be that emotional draw for me, that underlying romance. I mean tho, @fatalfangirl stacy is writing an excellent fic on this premise right now that I absolutely love because there are clearly feelings involved. But it also might fall more into the realm of the next trope on this list ... which is ...

Sex to feelings: -5

This one is new with Snowbaz (this was not at all a thing I read in previous fandoms. I was not ready for sexy fics back then.) It's another kind of weird one for me. I feel like it has to be accompanied by something else, but I can't tell you what off the top of my head. Like I don't know what this is missing right now... I think I just want the feelings to be there first? Idk, maybe I'll go read some fics like this and see if I can work out what I'm feeling here.

Actually I'm already having thoughts. I think the context of the sex has to be right. I'm not super into things like hookups because that sounds personally terrifying. Like... character a meets character b at a bar/event/etc and there's physical attraction and that's all they need. Just doesn't jive with me.

The only example I can think of off the top of my head that gets close, though doesn't exactly fit, is @facewithoutheart's "to do, to know, to want" with Gareth the Cherry Plucker. Except for this Sex to Feelings scenario it would need to be Baz falling for Gareth (which... HAH. I... I can't with that image.) But anyway. Context. Baz is going to Gareth for help and would then would develop feelings during/after the fact, and that would be fine. And I guess that's probably still about emotional vulnerability. Also hatefucking. That's fine too? Anyway, I'm losing my train of thought on this one.

Fake dating/relationship: +8

I quite enjoy the fake dating trope, especially when combined with enemies to lovers.

Friends to lovers: +5

Yes! Very cute. But also can have a lot of angst and I am more cautious about reading those and making sure I'm emotionally equipped to handle angst. So yes, but handled carefully.

Found Family: +10

I looooove found family stories! I love seeing people choose to care for each other even though they don't have a traditional familial or romantic bond. This is a big part of what I've loved about all of my favorite YA series. People taking care of and understanding each other in ways their families can't or won't and filling voids... I'm actually getting emotional just thinking about it ok moving on.

Hurt/Comfort: +10

As artsyunderstudy said: "It gives me the swoops." Yes. 100%.

Love Triangle: -10

I'm not sure I ever loved this trope, but I was ok with it. Now I think I am just generally over love triangles. The angst doesn't usually hit right and I end up feeling more annoyed with the character doing the choosing than anything.

Poly, open relationships: -3

I'm pretty sure this is my bias coming through. My introduction to the concept of open relationships was through some people that were... not... great... imo... I recently realized how much that first introduction colored my perspective and I'm trying to undo some of that. In addition, just the idea of my partner also being with other people makes me so incredibly jealous, which I know is also my own issue to work on. So I should probably actually read more fics in this area. Fics often help me work through these kinds of internal issues.

Mistaken/hidden identity: 0

I don't know if I've ever read a fic with this trope? Not feeling any particular way about it either.

Monsterfucking: +8

Oh, this is certainly new with Snowbaz. I remember a time when I was like "wow, no, absolutely not. I do not get it." And then Spadey came along...

Does this apply outside of Snowbaz? TBD. I so far haven't been interested in even Shepard's scandalous stories, so this may be Simon specific.

Pregnancy: -1

I am very confused. This is new with Snowbaz, which on it's own was a "?" moment for me. I was very unsure about mpreg at the start of this journey, but wanted to try it out and very quickly became fine with it. mpreg specifically is probably at a 0, maybe -1.

But pregnancy in general terrifies me. Not in the way where people are like scared of/grossed out by pregnant people. Other people being pregnant is fine. It just sounds so incredibly uncomfortable and painful that I'm like... no thanks? Don't really want to think about it for me. Very excited about it for you, though. But I haven't really read any non-mpreg fics, so I'm not sure where pregnancy as a whole falls... I'm going to go with like -1 because if it's not me it should be fine... maybe...

Second Chance: -9

artsyunderstudy again:

breakup angst wounds me deep ya'll. I hate thinking of them not together. I hate thinking of them thinking they are better off not together. I hate IT it makes me cry all of my tears.

But where she loves the coming back to each other, I just can't get past the breakup/betrayal/whatever it is that needs a second chance. It hurts too much to even finish.

Slowburn: +8

YES, but in the right mood. Sometimes I just need fluff and falling fast and I need it NOW. But otherwise, yes yes yes.

Soulmates: +6

I feel like I've missed out on this entirely. I can't think of any soulmate fics I've read? Or what qualifies as a soulmate fic as opposed to other fics with magical ties between people. So maybe I have read them? Idk. Sounds nice though.

I don't think I've seen anyone's posts for this game come across my dash aside from Ashton's, so if you've already done it... oops! My bad. Or consider this a last-minute Six Sentence Sunday tag: @onepintobean @thewholelemon @technetiumai @iamamythologicalcreature

[cripple-cat]

More Axton (And Zer0) Headcanons (More Drabbles At This Point) Because I Fucking Want To

to quote my own father about himself axton is "a masochist at everyones expense" it just doesnt actually benefit anyone like kriegs masochism does

he makes himself a human shield and then gets confused and laughs when his teammates get mad at him for nearly dying and actually dying all the fucking time

he doesnt even NEED to do that his turret has a SHIELD we can just HIDE WITH YOUR TURRET AXTON STOP

he just hates seeing his friends get hurt and doesnt see the problem with dying if hes just going to respawn anyway, even if it costs money

its the closest he can get to actually dying without any of them questioning it but sometimes he wants them to

in their early days together he got into a mild but very frustrating argument with maya that split their team into two sides

no one can remember what it was about except zer0 and they wont tell anyone because it was stupid

but they got really irritated with axton and decided if they were ever going to make it to jack to kill him they would need to rid themself of irritants, including axton

and they sprung up, grabbed him by the front of his uniform, and pressed the sharp edge of the digistruct sword to his throat

he has since jacked off to that particular instance far too many times

he often fantasizes other ways they could kill him or control him and jacks off to those too

he has yet to share this with anyone

he loves zer0 though and loves that they hold his hand now instead of feeling the need to threaten him or straight up kill him

consent and all that, very important

after zer0 gave him the very smooth rock he started giving them all the best guns he could get his hands on

sometimes hell find a shiny piece of shrapnel and give that to them

sometimes hell find something squishy and sneak it into their hand when they go to hold hands with him

its the best way to make them uncomfortable while also showing them he loves them without having to say it

they always give him their heart emoticon after anyway

"hey can you hold this for me"

'...'

*stifled laughter* "perfect, ze"

'<3'

its super cute and super stupid and he likes to make them happy with the way he irritates them

its a love language and i will die on this hill thank you very much

he once managed to catch a glimpse of them drinking a glass of water

it was through some form of straw extended from their mask and he couldnt figure out where it came from

he saw them drinking just long enough to watch them retract the straw into their mask without using their hands

he has not been the same since

everyone has questions about zer0s anatomy, hes no exception, but he honestly just wants to know what the fuck is uo with that straw

is it a part of the suit? is it a part of their face?? what the fuck is it??? why do they have it there?

he always forgets to ask though and its super annoying

hes really really good at poker, but only when hes drunk

he cant play poker for shit when hes sober

he found out the hard way though that he has absolutely no chance ever of beating krieg at any card game

or really any game

for someone whos literally psychologically scarred and cracked and fucked up pretty much beyond repair hes really good with numbers and reading people

it would be funnier if axton werent terrified of it

its like krieg just knows things

maya doesnt seem put off by it but axton sure is, its spooky

he earned the privilege of high-fiving maya after a good fight, and now he does it after almost every fight

he likes high-fives and she gives the best ones

crisp and tingly but not weak and small-handed or heavy and crushing

he likes watching her move sometimes, he can definitely tell shes not a soldier

her motion is crude but graceful, like a dancer trying to box, but a lot more melt-your-face-off

hes never been to athenas but he wonders if everyone there fights like that, or if she learned to fight like that because no one there knows how to fight at all

he never asks, she doesnt care for talking about where she came from

he doesnt talk about sarah much either, so he understands

he still mentions her in passing from time to time, when shes relevant or hes feeling regretful of what he did to her

he knows he wasnt a good husband or soldier, and somewhere deep down he knows they werent really good for each other, but he still tried to be

and he knows that even as she was breaking it off, even as she was telling him he wasnt a soldier anymore, she still loved him

she gave him the idea to leave, she gave him the chance to, she gave him the dignity of choice

he still loves her, but its different now

its not like the romance he felt when they were dating, or when they were first married, or in the early months of their marriage

he loves her like shes an old friend hed get drinks with and catch up with over lunch, but never intentionally contact, despite being willing to do anything for her if she asked now

he wants to apologize, but he cant contact her anymore, and sometimes that hurts more than the idea that she might have let him be executed had he stayed

It sucks, but life doesnt wait for you to get your shit together, so he accepts it and moves on to the best of his ability

that part of his life is over now, hes got newer, better things to do and be and look forward to

like his new team, his new leaders, his new zer0

he really does love them, he just cant figure out how that works

he married someone else and loved her, they divorced, he doesnt love her the same way he did, now he loves someone else differently, too

its different, but its better, its so much better

their arguments are petty and friendly or about things that dont really matter in the end

and theyre accepting of the lifestyles they have, despite the differences, instead of arguing over never seeing each other or seeing too much of each other

everything about each other is taken as is and its so much better this way

he never had that safety with sarah

but he has it now

[johnmalevolent]

hello 👉🏻👈🏻..

if u want, for the ship ask game - millymeryl, milly/elendira, and/or mashwood?

u don’t have to do all of them. giving ya variety ig dhsh i hope u have a good rest of ur day

THANK YOU for the ask im doing all of them <3 ramblings under the cut

[ID: Ship Bingo meme for Milly/Meryl, Milly/Elendira, and Mashwood from Trigun. The boxes checked for each ship are:

Mashwood: i'd read a fic, otp x 1000, the angst the drama, qpr, been married for 30 years, free space, rotating my brain like a microwave, i have So Many Headcanons, awwe i love them :) ❤️, part of a bigger polycule, fandom doesn't know them like i do, wlw/mlm solidarity. one bingo

Milendira: i'd read a fic, sure i can see it, they sure do exist, free space, i can see the appeal 👍. no bingo

Merilly: I'd read a fic, otp x 1000, the angst the drama, t4t, free space, rotating in my brain like a microwave, i have So Many Headcanons, awwe i love them :) ❤️, part of a bigger polycule, fandom doesn't know them like i do. no bingo. End ID]

link to ship bingo

Mashwood is a classic, and i have to thank stampede for the amount of merywood interaction that fuels this ot3. i love the hc that they still see each other after stampede's July incident but i would also love some content where they see each other again after a while but each of them has turned into a different person. i think it would be nice for them three (plus milly) to meet at the same time in stampede. like wolfwood visits a tavern in a small town, merilly just happens to pass there on their trip and decides to get some sundae, and then there's eriks and rina. meryl has a diff style, wolfwood is in his cowboy era, vash is Like That, so they might not recognize each other until they hear someone speaks. although, after an episode of hectic gunfight ending with fluff, they realize that they're still them, no matter how much change. and then they get mad at vash for disappearing.

Merilly is definitely my second fav pairing in the old trigun after vashwood and i really really hope stampede would give us more sauce. in the old animanga we had a glimpse into both meryl and milly's family and how different the relationships are!! and you know how meryl isnt always straightforward with her words (even leaning ever so slightly into the tsundere archetype in the 98 anime) while milly sometimes seems like she doesn't think when she speaks but it always hits close to home? and also that meryl speaks a bit more formal than milly? also that meryl has a complicated relationship with her father to whom she doesn't speak much, whereas milly addresses every single member of her family and writes freely? we know the last thing meryl said in tristamp, "Hey, newbie!" she's already thinking about how to face her new colleague!! to be a senpai!! it makes sense if you think how in 98 trigun meryl would sometimes say "this is work, milly!" don't you think they go so well together. don't you think we need more fic/art where they have a heart-to-heart talk during their long work trip, perhaps on the topic of family or stuff like "is this really only work to you?" like in the old one. idk. i've seen some people say that in tristamp, milly and roberto might be related which is why milly requested to work under meryl. if milly IS related to roberto i hope it will make merilly closer than they appeared to be in the old trigun. also, regarding stampede s1 finale: roberto is dead. to meryl, vash is also dead. we dont know where wolfwood is, i love the idea of them meeting from time to time, but we clearly saw meryl alone at the end of ep 12. the angst of meryl as a senpai trying to protect her kouhai, like her senpai did (bonus point if milly is actually related to roberto) so that she wont repeat the past. and milly convincing meryl that whatever happened in the past wasn't her fault and that she did the right thing as best as she could, and that she is a senpai milly loves looks up to. ough. they complement each other and are able to make trigun stampede season 2 a yuri anime.

im not really big into crackship so I've never considered milly/elendira but now that you mention it... yeah why not. its not like a total crackship either they do make sense somewhat.

(idk how coherent this is i literally used google translate for some of them haha)

[dausy]

So..WEIRD..but I get home from work and my apartment smells like chemicals and my dog is coughing and it looks like sections of my carpet had been peeled up in the corners of the house and theres damage to a 2 inch space on my carpet near the tv.

so like..2 weeks ago? pest control came by and asked if they could spray and I was unwell but I offered to let him spray anyway but I must have looked crazy because he said he'd come back another day. So now I'm wondering if they came back today but I have carpet damage. My dog in her 6 years of life is not destructive. So I have no idea what weird freak of nature thing has happened. I opened windows and called the front desk and they said pest control wasn't scheduled for my apt today. So idk wtf happened and I'm a little mad my carpet is destroyed and I'm wondering if something happened to my dog to make her eat carpet or if pest did come back off schedule and accidentally destroyed my carpet. But I guess I'll just sit here alone pondering.

have no idea..invest in cameras one of these days.

Anywho, I felt bad I hadn't painted in a while. I've been doing a lot of art related stuff on top of my other piles of nonart stuff but I havent been able to sit and create in the past few weeks. So I kinda did something just really fast and in all honestly I had to digitally edit..like everything because the fact that this is filler content shows. I'm not complaining or putting myself down or anything because any art for fun is good. And I started a new audiobook while doing this and had a great time. Its fine but it was definitely fast filler art. I have some things that I have to do and I'd half like to say that thatll make my personal art go on the backburner for a while but in reality usually I paint more original pieces when I'm procrastinating on the stuff I have to do.

I have 2 collaborations to do. I'd like to do the copic art contest this year but probably wont. I don't have to work tomorrow but theres a class I'm taking that I need to do a project for and I really just want to read this book and play Horizon Zero Dawn.

Yup, thanks for listening

[yoon-kooks]

I absolutely LOVE p&p!

Do you think this Jungkook is the type to get jealous when seeing the reader spending time with a popular guy? Not Tim but someone that perhaps isn’t an asshole, someone similar to the reader that typically they would more likely date as opposed to a nerd like Jungkook?

If you are taking requests or wanting ideas for drabbles I think that could be fun if you also think Jungkook could get jealous of other guys as they continue spending more time together.

Again, only if you think it’s something his character would feel.

i loved writing this drabble so much tyty for the fun request! you can read it here💖 ill put some of my overall thoughts under the cut if youre interested. i also read and received your other ask, and i just wanted to say thank you for being so sweet!!!✨

(slight spoilers included)

it ended up being a subtle jealousy on the outside but something hes clearly struggling with on the inside😔 (which i think is normal for anyone to feel no matter how confident of a person they might be) his "competition" is also a handsome jimin who has more history with oc so it's v understandable;;;

tldr this jjk definitely can be jealous, but hes not the type to really act on it or get mad. it's more like a "feels bad man" type thing lol bc he does really care for the reader and wants to be the one to look after her and share special moments with her!

at the end of the day, he really just wants whatevers best for her so he'd be willing to keep his jealousy to himself if she took interest in another good guy and ended things with him (that wont happen tho!!!)