#i got lazy with this halfway through ngl

[majesticbirdonascooter]

thoughts on hell breaks loose

ok y’all i KNOWWW i’m like a month late but honestly this was a strugglebus for me to read, despite being so short. and normally i whizz through SP books in a day or two, but this was just painful to read. 

tagging @facelessxchurch as i promised to be a massive hater (i hope that’s ok!! :’) and that this lived up to your expectations lolol)

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT !!!

starting out with the positives of HBL so i dont look like a COMPLETE hater!! so what i liked:  

the usual SP humour was in there and it’ll never fail to make me laugh

ghastly lore!! finding out about ghastly’s past relationships and his parents!!! 

mev and serpine canonly wearing wigs (& serpine’s wig being snatched) because they may be complete villains but GOD DAMMIT, THEY’RE VILLAINS THAT HAVE AN ✨ AESTHETIC ✨

rima being the best blink-and-you’ll-miss-it new character since phase 1

the saracen vs delicat fight (was hilarious if you look past the chivalry bullshit convo)

seeing mr bliss and meritorious again!!! and just the elders in gen!! they were fucking cool!!

seeing hopeless & him interacting with everyone (we have no choice but to stan) 

dexter vex being dexter vex

now we’re going hater mode and here are all the things i had problems with: 

literally everything else. ok bye

jk 

firstly. where the hell was china/the diablerie???? anyone??? okay now i’ve got that out the way...

terrible writing

Landy’s writing has always been simple but this story is like… simpler than simple. The sentences are also oddly structured and it SEEMS like he tried to give the characters’ speech an old timey vibe but it just comes off as... really awkward sounding.

the battles for this story were unreadable for me, i found myself skipping past them because there was just no substance/detail there, or if there was detail it was just filler (looking at the last fight with the dead men vs mevolent’s gang) 

i just got bored. and i never get bored with an SP book, but 3 chapters in and i left the book for a month before i could read it again, because there seemed to be no plot until the very end.

lack of characterisation

what are the personality traits of ghastly’s mother in this? i couldn’t tell ya. hell, what were the traits of ANY character in this story? what was the point of introducing ghastly’s mum after hyping her up for so many years if you won’t utilise her?

adding onto this, all the characters just read as samey for me, if we took away the names of the characters for dialogue etc i literally would NOT be able to tell who said what, because they all had the same personality.

which brings me to the stone sisters. they had so much potential but they were just SO boring. rapture had 0 personality and i didnt care that ghastly fell in love with her. i don’t even know how he did.

also found it wild that landy is trying to push a (forced) romance between ghastly and rapture. obviously ghastly would have other people he’s interested in before tanith but is it really necessary for a story this short? Like the anselm backstory + his parent’s lore would’ve been enough, the romance didn’t add anything to this shitty story.

valkyrie fuckin’ cain

dear landy, valkyrie cain doesnt have to be in every single story. the plot does not have to revolve around her. this has been a public announcement.

why oh WHY did this bitch rock up out of nowhere halfway through the story? 

in the end it’s not like she even does much. plus if it’s a story ABOUT THE DEAD MEN, keep it about THEM, not her. 

at one part she brags about all of her stupid powers and it’s at this point that i start drinking to forget how awful this story is

most of her conversations are just ripped from the pages of when she spoke to meritorious in the OTHER parallel dimension. what was the point??? 

oh pee pee poo poo angry birds!!!11 

fuck valkyrie cain she should’ve stayed tf out of HBL

other moments from when i live-reacted to this god damn story but can’t be bothered to write about fully:

Already like one page into the book and I feel like the writing is off…? Idk I’ve been reading phase one again recently so mb its just that I forgot what phase 2 writing is like (if HBL is similar writing wise to phase 2?)

Literally two pages in and theres already typos. Someone get this man’s editor an editor.

I dunno I feel like this book is trying too hard but simultaneously not trying AT ALL

Im getting a fucking drink. Maybe that’ll make this bearable.

Im in so much pain reading this book now. And I cant stop cringing. Someone tell me when its over pLEASE

Everyone’s dyng what the fuck

Landy really is obsessed with the “ooo it was all a dream” trope shit and “ooo the timeline that never happened” bullshit huh

And for my final thought:

if the hidden god bullshit is a set up for phase 3 I don’t even WANNA know

[spotlightstudios]

They're in love, your honor.

(The lighting came out a lot more sinister than I meant it to, ngl...)

Anywho, these two again! I got lazy halfway through and decided to skip shading, so take this messy version!

[shamelessrabbithole]

https://youtu.be/nd6dwkqVlaY?si=IBbqWm-eoZhJ7LuK

Here they talk about his cult and stuff that happens under the name of fans

And that’s not it! There’s more but I’m too lazy to search for that ngl

Every time you search him his cult comes first idk why disney would work with him with the amount of disturbing stuff that came against him and they still choose him

I blame it because he’s attractive, rich and have “people “ in the inside .after all the disgusting stuff that came out about Nickelodeon I’m waiting for disney next

.🎬

I watched the video. Thank you for posting it. I got about halfway through of just nodding my head, waiting for it to become more fact-based and not just opinion. Then, the facts began rolling in and it's very hard to see Jared in any sort of positive light. Unfortunately, predators in Hollywood, even the ones who get taken down, don't stay down for long. Bill Cosby was released from prison on a technicality and now Harvey Weinstein will be as well. However, R. Kelly did just lose his appeal to get his child sex convictions dismissed, so at least that's something...

[yourlocallesbiandumbass]

frozen 2 was a knock off brand atla, change my mind.

[hawkinsharlot]

Argyle only got to have like one outfit ☹️ had him in the desert in LAYERS ☹️☹️

DUDE SERIOUSLY !!!!!

If i wasn't so lazy i swear to god i'd draw him a full fashion line of things i wanna see him in

i'm too blasted out of my mind right now to draw ngl, but i really wanna see argyle in something at least semi revealing? as a californian, it's hot here! let the man show some tiddies!!!!!

hear me out,, HEAR ME OUT!! argyle in a hawaiian shirt, but the shirt is like halfway unbuttoned. i know for a damn fact that he gets overheated in that stuffy ass van in all those layers. in the cali heat? i applaud him, but please argyle i need but an OUNCE of tiddy.

i bet he never matches his socks either.

okay fuck it,

Argyle clothing headcanons

he never matches his socks. like ever. he doesn't even match them when he does his laundry, he literally just has a huge pile of socks in his drawer and he picks them out with each outfit.

argyle wouldn't be one to do a whole lot with his hair by himself, but if a friend or a partner wanted to braid it or put a hair wrap or something in it? oh he'd be all for that! he thinks it looks cool and he'd look like a complete hippie at some points with a ton of little braids with beads and the colorful hair strands with all the wraps in them.

i could see argyle unintentionally wearing a crop top. he puts on a shirt thats a little too short and he doesn't notice until halfway through the day when he goes to lift up his arms a little? he has a button up he's wearing over it, sure, but he's still wearing a cropped shirt

i could see him wearing shorts here and there

he definitely has little stick and pokes all over his legs and they're the most noticeable when he's wearing shorts. they're all dumb stuff, but there's a few cute ones in there and maybe one significant one here or there

he has the best hoodie collection out there!!! he doesn't mind if his partner steals them either, he thinks they look adorable in them :)

okay but mandatory beach episodes attire? god imagine it. argyle wearing a cropped shirt as a cover up, colorful swim trunks, and when he finally goes into the water, he pulls his hair back to make sure it doesn't get all tangled and nasty when he's in the ocean

not a clothing headcanon, but he tans really easily, but since he's always in layer, he'd be pretty pale whenever he isn't completely covered

lets move on to pjs!

he sleeps in just flannel pj pants, shorts, or socks. just socks. clothing gets stuffy at night

he also has a habit of never throwing out clothes. he doesn't buy clothes too often, but he never throws anything out unless it's absolutely unwearable. so a lot of his shirts are pretty old but they're all comfy and well loved :)

[rhymeandharmony]

thoughts on chicken girls 9x16:

let me just address first how there was no warning this was a season finale. i had very high hopes that there would be enough time for the writers to make things right but after finding this out, i came in with my expectations on the floor. they were so smart for this tbh

coach coop has always gotten on my nerves but the fact that he just let the girls kick harmony off the dance team is so funny. worst educator ever

these kids killed the birds of a feather choreography ngl and that little montage was cute but kinda strange how they all just knew the dance? fan behaviour.

super lazy resolution to what was actually really compelling conflict last episode. they made her cry!!! apologize to her please!!!

i'm so happy for all you harmony x simone stans out there. take this win. they were cute and it's nice that simone got closure over something that has been bothering her for a while

that said, brat is rewriting canon 2 years after the fact and it's so on brand for them. i really wish they fleshed this out more because it explains the initial enmity between the two of them and makes their relationship so much more complex

the growth of pk's character from s7 to now...that's my boy! i love peyton kaye with all my heart

claire making her first appearance in the episode after we were more than halfway through lol

that long post i wrote about poppy, walker and harmony? pretend it didn't exist because i was so stupid for giving the writers the benefit of the doubt. it's not a terrible ending to that particular arc but there was so much potential and it's all wasted

chicken girls is not about the chicken girls. it rarely ever does a good job exploring the dynamic between the core characters so i didn't really feel anything when claire, bel and leyla were saying goodbye to harmony. their interactions have been so underwhelming this season. i think they had this issue even with rhyme's chicken girls where at many points you had to wonder if they were even friends at all

overall, i feel like there were so many stories to tell with this group of kids and especially harmony which is frustrating now that she is leaving. they wasted their time on half-baked stories like the emerson conflict, gus x yasmina (the biggest HUH ever), claire and that grown boy and tbh i am so over whatever is going on with bel, eggie and eggie's cousin

is harmony actually leaving or am i in denial because of how unsatisfied i am with this send off?

idk who the person in the last scene could be and i hate that i care.

[jayflrt]

omg bro so i just saw one of your asks about MYSTIC MESSENGER

and i remember how when i moved i became so OBSESSED with that game ngl 😭 like my favorites were Yoosung, 707 (although this boy be so damaged HELP) and Zen. I think i cleared all of the og storylines (Jumin's literally creeped me out at times like he got WAY too possessive) but I never got to Ray's, V's or Rika's because I got way too lazy LMAO.

plus i never knew there was a vanderwood until just now 💀

also the first time i ever played i got a bad ending 😭 which literally made me so manipulative when i played it again

i also remember that being a main form of serotonin and helped me feel less alone during the move 🤡 because i moved and then two months later COVID happens so HARDLY ANY TIME TO MAKE NEW FRIENDS THANKS FOR THAT

anyways i would play again...but i don't think i could get as invested yknow. it's just like a phase and i have OBVIOUSLY grown out of it LMAAAAO

// mysme spoilers kinda (??)

PLS IM HAVING SO MUCH FUN W THE MYSME ASKS LMFAOOAOA

see jumin is my fav but i cant deny that he was creepy for a bit HAHAHA but he’s hot so i will look past his flaws bc i’m a whore 🚶‍♀️ BUT NOOOO I LOVED YOOSUNG AND ZENS ROUTES BC THEYRE SUCH SWEETHEARTS 😭😭😭💗💗💗 call me a bitch but i’m so sorry i got TIRED of 707 halfway thru his route bc he was so ANGSTY I WAS LIKE 😡😡 STOP WITH THE ISSUES AND JUST LOVE ME BACK WTF . but the whole sentient thing and the ending made me 😳 i also haven’t gotten to the other routes yet HAHAH literally when i get a break i wanna binge the game and get to everything bc there’s so much to it that i haven’t played through 💔 i wanna get all the endings from casual and deep route first tho

pls i got jumin’s bad endings on purpose bc i wanted to see the scene where he 💀 yk

NO YEAH I PLAYED MYSME DURING QUARANTINE TOO BC I HAD NOTHING TO DO AND WHENEVER I GOT A CHATROOM NOTIF I WAS LIKE :D

omg you should play again 😎 i cant even tell with me like i lose interest for a while and then it randomly comes back up like six months later and i feel the feminine urge to play thru the whole game 😻

[mayabishopapologist]

station 19 - season 4, etc

this is long but i want to put down my thoughts before thursday comes and i guess i have A Lot To Say.

honestly didn’t pay much attention to this show until halfway through season two—  always liked maya and was glad that they gave her more to do. going into season 3, i was excited for more character development &stronger storylines. however, by the end of  301 the dip in quality was glaringly obvious. a quick google search revealed that there was a new showrunner and, well, it showed. 

while the show had been going in a really good direction with balancing the screen time between andy and the other regulars, this season, the plot was all over the place. it was uber dramatic and just. so much happened just to happen? seemed like every other episode had a major event(deaths alone; ryan,rigo,pruitt?!!?). they were so frequent, it was hard to process. it was also hard to get invested as the characters themselves moved on(or were shown to have moved on, extremely quickly!) 

i enjoy the show for what it is and i have no delusions about broadcast tv shows (or shondaland productions, for that matter)but the suspension of disbelief.... i mean: a stabbing, a robbery, a shooting and a car crash? all in one episode? please! lmaooooo. drama for dramas sake is always boring and weakens the story.  

& as for the characters... .

everyone felt like a hollow version of themselves this season and it was hard to watch sometimes, actually. characters switched motivations /personalities for the sake of the current episode and i know this show is very ‘monster/emergency of the week’ but. some consistency! please! like—

maya: she’s always been determined and focused but they went so far with it this season, it was almost cartoonish. her competitiveness was hinted at in season 2 but she was always portrayed as self aware. ‘the beast,’ as she dubbed it to andy, was something she knew of and tried to contain, because she knew it could get out of hand. 

yet, in season 3 she suddenly forgets this and just. becomes the most power hungry/singularly focused person, ever. she goes after the captain position behind andy’s back, (citing andy’s emotional state, because of the death of her best friend as a reason she shouldn’t get the job?? huh. since when is maya this purely callous??!) she just doesn’t give af, suddenly, about andy at all, and goes for a job that she is hardly qualified for(she was lieutenant for like, a few months?)

and then after she gets the position, she just. loses all sense of reality? literally she was so unhinged(fun to watch but so much) and it was like. um?? maya has never been the uptight one (they've mentioned and depicted andy as being the one like this, multiple times!) and we know she knows how to have fun, so, for her to all of a sudden just. not know how to read the room? yeah okay. to make her so intense and severe, especially w the drills and training was, a choice. a bad one, on the writers part. like, i get that they needed her start as captain to be dramatic or whatever,  but there were ways to do that. and even the animosity with the team and her went so far, i just think that whole storyline was amazingly lazy, honestly.  

and the friendships!! andy and maya’s friendship is just, a mess. at this point they've spent more time at odds, and the idea that they're supposed to be best friends with this super close bond? yeah, i just... i dont buy it tbh. if they'd spent more time building up their connections and making us understand why they would be friends and showing them being there for each other past a few scattered scenes her and there? maybe. but so far, that hasn't been the case.  making that bond real, solidifying that friendship, would have made this conflict have more of an emotional impact. but doing it now? making maya ‘turn’ on andy, this soon and this drastically just. it made her seem like she was extremely jealous and had been waiting to pull the rug out from under andy all along. and also, why would they stay friends when, so far, maya has showed, time and time again, that she’s willing to let her wants/ambitions leech on her loyalty to andy? (jack thing, job thing, etc). although, it’s not like andy’s a good friend to maya either, she’s selfish and seems to like it when maya is in her corner but isnt always there for her. they went so far with the idea that maya was this coldly calculating asshole that she was almost a villain?? it was so silly to me.

and the traumatic home life plot they gave to maya was clearly their attempt at some adding nuance to her character and trying to explain why she would act the way she did, but to me? it fell flat. it was rushed, and they went from zero to 100(why did her mother come to talk about her divorce/abuse at maya’s job? like she was literally working? idgi. no boundaries lmaoo) 

and i actually relate and sympathize w maya a lot. and while i liked that they were exploring the many ways abuse can present itself, it was very... hm, ham-fisted. just super rushed and then wrapped up so quickly. they have, i think, written themselves into this dark place i fear they have no intention of exploring. 

and while i understand it, i hated how far they let maya go, especially because i don't feel they’ll adequately address it. they move on so quickly( maya was deaf for like half a season and then. she just. wasn't) and i hate the idea of her just being ‘fixed’. a relationship and an apology doesn't undo years of abuse, idc. also will they ever address maya’s um, thoughts about death??? because that was super heavy and not just something someone gets over? going to need for her to get actual professional help. that isn’t her girlfriend, like. asap. 

speaking of carina, i do like her and maya together a lot. big part of why i watch, ngl. but i need their relationship to be a lot more reciprocal. like, lets dial it back on the codependency, maybe. carina cant (and shouldn't have to) hold her up so much ! that’s not love. also maya needs to start being a good girlfriend. they started off that way, i know they can get back there. but like, we hardly got to see them settle into it, we got those cute 30sec clips of sweetness then maya was lashing out and cheating and it was like. wait a minute! what??? 

for s4, i want to see them working at reconciling—im talking, groveling, awkward in-between moments where carina isnt sure she can trust her. okay, tough conversations, hell, even jealousy because let's be real. maya working with jack is a lot for carina to just. take? i know i absolutely would not be happy about that, but i also wouldnt take maya back so... anyway! brushing over that would not just be a missed storytelling opportunity, but it would also be super unfair to carina and do a huge disservice to their relationship as a whole. as cute as they are, having cute moments with no real depth would get very old, very quickly.

carina: what can i say but-perfect, amazing, fantastic, WOW

seriously, carina is almost unrealistically perfect. she takes a lot and has been through the most (can they be nice 2 her this season? like just for fun) going forward, im going to need her to be more than a plot device to calm and soothe maya. i get that she was introduced as a love interest, but in season 4(as a season!!regular!!) that cant be all she is.

speaking of, it was really weird to me that she was promoted to station 19 and not greys because... what is a gynecologist going to do at a fire station? the general consensus seems to be that she’ll join warren’s PRT but like. she’s not a general surgeon so that’s a reach but, i want her around so ill buy it. i just want better and more for her tbh. not just screen-time, but also character development and depth! also friends! tired of carina being isolated, they did it on greys which. a waste! i meaaan, amelia was RIGHT. THERE. just look at the material! for s19, i want her, vic and travis to be friends or even just her and vic, like yesplease! i also want to know more about her and im tired of her being treated badly. like, i think society had progressed past carina being shitted on, thanks!

vic: my fave!!! they did so lazy by her this season ugh. she’s so charismatic and charming and just so good!! yet, her storyline was all over the place. we hardly got to see her sit with her grief  (spontaneous crying aside; barrett doss is so good!) she was just kind of... around. and that relationship w jackson. lol. it was so obviously for crossover potential and well. i didnt hate it or like it. actually, i was mostly indifferent. bored, even when they were onscreen together. i just didn't care and wanted more of vic, not vic and whoever. i know they're up in the air rn but i wouldn’t be torn up if he doesn’t come back. 

i want more for vic past just romantic entanglements. i know we’ve gotten a bit of her past, but i would like to see more! also, what about employment accomplishments? her artsy theatre friends? her family? just. more vic, please!!

she’s so fun and cool and when they let her, she shines. they need to let her! 

jack: my boy! so dumb, but i love him sm. he def needs like. major help, though lmao. and maybe it’s just me but im tired of his sex addict plot. like, we get it, but can we move on now? kthanks. they need to let him work on himself especially, the constant self sabotage. it's getting old. for ALL of them, actually, seriously, how many times can they all get in their own way.

andy: don’t really think about her. the mom storyline seems like it would be wonderfully dramatic, im intrigued. she and sullivan are cute, i guess. hope they make it.

ben: no major issues w his storyline, hardly remember it honestly. i liked the rapport he was building w vic and want them to explore that relationship more, its cute. 

travis: so funny and adorable, let him do more.

dean: loved him in all his entitled first born African son glory. i didnt so much love the baby plot but that always bores me. his sudden love for vic though. lol. since when? it def, came out of no where and while i really enjoy their friendship, to me, there is zero romantic chemistry there so i would prefer it if they just. stopped. lmao. also. the way he treated her because he could get a handle on his emotions? ridiculous. has humanity not like, gotten past the ‘he’s mean bc he likes you’ thing?? like grow up maybe?

and this isnt just about dean but like. are there not more single young people in seattle? why do they all have to sleep with the same 5 people. ik for the sake of plot, workplace relationships are easier but still. i think they should branch out. really. 

overall, i want better for all of them, and i think if the writers would just. take a moment and stop trying to tell so many stories in such little time, they could do better! also, whoever’s out there. please, enough w the crossovers! dont want to be forced to watch greys just to know what’s happening on 19. i get that they're in the same universe. it’s only mentioned every other episode. we. get, it. i liked what they did with private practice, it was like once every few seasons. and i know they won’t do that, but maybe, two a season. 

this is so much. but this how does have a ton of potential and i just really want it . like, get there.

[carbootsoul]

i was tagged by @katarahairloopies!!! thank u :mwah:

name: leo! @/zeitgeistofnow on ao3, @lazypigeon & @timetohope on here, altho i’m considering uh switching back to not having an art blog :/ i have to think abt it.

fandom(s): ace attorney is my main one rn bc i’m replaying the games with a friend of mine and it’s reminding me how invested i am in the characters!! a lot of my recent fic is atla stuff, altho i’ve been distancing myself from the fandom bc i’ve kinda exhausted my interest in it. finally i’ve been reading a lot of mp100 fic but i don’t think i’ll ever write for it. i just love how dumb all the characters r (with the dubious exception of ritsu)

where you post: ao3!! tbh i always get suprised when people say they write/read fic on any other platform like i haven’t messed around w wattpad or ff.net since middle school... catch up........

most popular oneshot: going just by “one chapter” as the definition of a oneshot, the firestarters, bc it’s fluffy and modern au :) i wouldn’t necessarily call it a oneshot tho bc to me a oneshot shows like, one scene? so like by my definition and your sweet sweet sun makes me crazy (i wanna lay you down and see how you amaze me is my most popular!! (also @ kit u thought UR fic titles were unnecessarily long??? i’ve hit the ao3 LIMIT for characters in titles. it’s about the aesthetic

most popular multichapter fic: sdkjflakjlkj it’s two crowned kings; and one that stood alone, which is a w359 fic i wrote back in late 2017. it’s literally the last fic i haven’t orphaned from when i actually wrote podcast fic (i have 4 other podcast fics but they were all borne out of nostalgia and written after i stopped participating in the fandom). i rewrote all but the last chapter? the last two? about a year ago and i fucked up halfway through so like chapter 6 and 7 are repeated and there’s something missing but i’m too lazy to fix it. no one’s going to read it now anyway :) it WAS the top minlace fic for a little while tho which i take great pride in.

favorite story you’ve written so far: oh that’s a hard question akfsldkfj i honestly like most of them!! and i write a LOT so there’s a lot to choose from. tonight, we are young is def one of my favorites- it was fun to write and i got to explore the ways zuko and yue r similar, which i LOVE to do outside of a zukka/yukka view. you can lean on my arm as you break my heart  is one that i’m really proud of? the whole “cooking as an expression of bato’s love” is definitely some of my favorites. a lot of my ace attorney fics would be categoried as my favorites if i hadn’t improved, too, if that makes sense. like they’re no long my favorites because i can see where my writing is shitty and it bothers me, but if i had written them a month ago they’d be my favorite.

fic you were nervous to post: figures 1-5: killing gods def!! it’s a lot more purple-prose-y than most of my fics and it was also written before i’d kinda like emersed myself in the atla fandom so i didn’t have as good a grasp on the general understanding of zuko’s character as i do now. tbh it’s one i’m rly happy w tho!! i have a few people leave really nice comments on it and rereading them makes me really happy. also it was the start of me hating the position of fire lord and being at least passively anti-it in my fics.

how you choose your titles: they’re almost all song lyrics!! only 14 of my 50 words AREN’T song lyrics and about half of those are from before i started writing ace attorney fic lol. sometimes i go into a fic with a song in mind for the vibes and then i usually go with lyrics from that (like in ‘cuz we’re the greatest /they’ll hang us in the louvre), but otherwise i usually pick an artist i’ve been listening to and go through their songs until i find a lyric that fits. sometimes the lyric doesn’t even really fit the fic and i just chose it at random or because i searching up the word “fly” in my spotify library or whatever. honestly i like coming up with titles? i know a lot of fic writers hate it but being able to just use song lyrics is v soothing for me and while i know that most people won’t search out a song just bc it’s a fic title like.. seeing that the title of a fic is a hozier lyric does affect how i read it and i kinda like that.

do you outline? i outline my long form/multichaptered fics with varying strictness. usually anything over ~8k will have some kind of outline. sometimes i go into it with every single scene planned out, sometimes it’s just notes on the side of the google doc that say “it's about MORE family. about how it's not betraying your existing family to find more” and “scenes i want to include: [...]” and “vampires... ngl kinda hot.” i’m trying to outline super strictly less bc i’ve found it’s less fun? but i do try to keep a plot arc in mind. since most of my fics are more character-driven than plot-driven, that usually just means keeping track of what character development i want to happen or what is motiviating the characters. 

complete: um everything posted on ao3 i guess. also the MULTITUDE of orphaned fics out there asksfjldkj i always click ‘leave my pseud on’ so if u look up my username you see all of my fics and then a. lot of other ones.

in progress: - a fic titled ‘dad phoenix’ that is actually just a no DL-6 au with defense attorney miles edgeworth and single dad bartender phoenix where neither of them want to date for A While but phoenix gets wrapped up in one of miles’s cases. it’s about family. it’s about writing teenagers. it’s about the background franmaya which is ALWAYS what i’m here for in wrightworth fics - a franmaya werewolf/vampire au because i’m ~gay~ and love rivals to lovers and also franziska and maya both being angry their older brothers r dating each other. - my secret santa fic!! which i can’t talk about much but it does feature toph and zuko and also piandao and jeong jeong???? idk where they came from but they are Part Of The Fic Now also i forgot iroh existed for half the fic and wrote piandao as zuko’s father figure and now i’m in too deep. - a 5+1 bakoda fic (maybe a bato/hakoda/kay fic??? i need to decide. that’s part of why this fic is still incomplete bc i can’t decide which relationship dynamic i prefer) that’s 5 times bato said he loves hakoda and one time hakoda said it back. possibly i have already written him saying i love u back and i need to change the title a little. - retail au klapollo where klavier works at an overpriced boutique and apollo comes in to buy earrings for nahyuta’s birthday. klavier gives him a punch card (one that the store doesn’t actually offer anymore as a bid to get apollo to come back) and all of apollo’s family come in to use the punch card and also give klavier variations on the shovel talk/find out if he’s actually into apollo. - a LOT of atla fics that i don’t think i’ll ever finish :(

coming soon/not yet started:  - i want to write some blackmadhi bc they’re.. cute..... and it’s a good excuse to also write athena and i love her - my stuff for yueki week!!! i have NOT prepped enough but hopefully i’ll remember in time! i wrote the prompts in a way that kinda set up stuff i’ve already wanted to write (don’t look at me lol) so hopefully i’ll get at least two or three fics finished in time. - i want to rewrite the wrightworth fic i have about them not getting married bc it was interesting and i like what i wrote about but i think i could have written it better and made it more interesting. rewriting fics is hard tho bc i’m never sure if it makes sense to just edit in the new work or to repost it? and then if u repost it do u delete the old one? conflicting so i might just not

do you accept prompts? totally!!! a disclaimer tho i’m not super into writing atla stuff anymore (most of the atla stuff i’m still writing is  something i made a commitment to finish) so if your prompt is an atla one i probably won’t do it :/ basically anything else is fair game tho!! podcasts/aa/sa/uh i don’t remember anything else but like if you search a fandom on my blog and come up with more than two posts about it chances r i’d be happy to write fic for it!

upcoming work that you’re most excited about: oh huh i mean probably the no dl-6 au!!! it’s the longest ace attorney fic i’ve written already and since it’s wrightworth it’ll get more attention than any franmaya fic i write. my standards r so high now tho after getting to much feedback from atla fans... love u all... obviously i have no choice but to pressure my atla mutuals into playing ace attorney. pls ask abt it bc i WIll Give You A Sales Pitch about why you’d like it in relation to atla

tagging: i’m not rly tagging anyone!!! @deadflora if you still consider urself a fic writer also consider urself tagged! also any of my other mutuals who write fic i just can’t think of anyone rn

[yixiangs]

so i called people in the fandom lazy and everyone got hurt over it. i mean, if being called lazy hurts your feelings thats fine. we're entitled to how we feel. what bothered me was that people twisted my words and accused me of saying things that i didn't. i was talking about streaming and some anons came at me saying that i'm making it look like the mv isn't good by telling people to stream, and that i shouldn't pressure people to stream but *looks around* when did i pressure anyone? by calling you lazy? is your guilty conscience eating you up? i'm sorry if people find that offensive but you don't even know me, so why get so hurt by it? and i didn't direct is at everyone. i stream because i know enha is amazing, they deserve more than the 8M views they have. more views gets them more invites to music shows, and makes more people interested. some stans won't look at a group if their views and likes can't fit the amount of hype they get. legit had to come out with a statement like i was from a company and just had a scandal because hate anons were doing too much.

okay but the way your handling it is amazing. like halfway through reading this i just screamed “QUEEN SHIT” i love that you’re so unbothered

but people do tend to get butt hurt over little things which is kinda funny ngl. i know my attitude/personality will probably make a lot of people hate me, but like people have opinions?? and if you don’t like someones opinion, move on. lmao people do be getting pressed over everything

like yeah, forcing or guilt-tripping people to stream is a big BIG no-no but i don’t think you did that?? (i wouldn’t know cuz i haven’t seen the original post, but you don’t seem the type to do that) anyways- 

i honestly don’t have an opinion on this, i just wanted the tea-

[waynct]

adroit

baekhyun x female reader

word count: 7127 genre: fluff, smut warnings: cussing, smut! note: this is a reupload! i was a genius and accidentally deleted the first one. ngl i’m not sure if this will get as many notes but people kept telling me to reupload so here it is! <3

The slivers of light through the window crossed over your eyes, making you wince and throw an arm over your face, trying to sink deeper into your mattress.

Wait.

Light?

Quickly, but groggily, you sat up, patting around your body and pillow for your phone in your half-asleep daze. Your fingers went from touching soft cotton to a hard case, and you immediately flipped the phone over, bringing it up inches away from your face, trying to ignore the brightness as you tried to comprehend the time.

7:47.

“Shit. Shit. Fuck.” You jumped up from the bed, left foot almost tangling in the sheets, and ran to your closet. It took 30 minutes to get to work, and 30 minutes to get ready, and your shift started at 8 every morning besides Sunday, your only day off. You’d already been late twice this week. Honestly, it had been hard to get out of bed, not including the days your alarm didn’t want to go off. Your boyfriend- or, ex-boyfriend, Jackson- had sent you a shitty break-up text the week earlier, and needless to say, you still weren’t feeling so hot about it.

It had been hard to contact Jackson even while you were dating, but he completely ghosted you after the text, not even giving you a chance to respond to it, not that you could have changed his mind anyway.

After you threw on a blouse and jumped clumsily into a pencil skirt, you rushed to your bedroom door, popping it open before getting halfway across the living room. “Where are my keys??” You tended to talk to yourself when you were alone, or more often, stressed. At the moment you were extra stressed, so you were extra talking to yourself.

You scurried toward the kitchen, picking up objects before you got to the end of the counter, where your car keys sat innocently. You aggressively scooped the metal up before racing toward the door, slipping on flats instead of your usual heels.

As you sat in traffic only a few minutes later, you decided to see just how bad you looked, since you hadn’t had any time to throw on makeup or do your hair. You reached up, flipping the lid of the mirror open, and gasped softly as you looked yourself over. Dark circles sat under your eyes, and you had smeared lipstick on your chin. You had completely forgotten to take off your makeup the night before. Not to mention your hair was a mess. Before you had time to wipe off what you could of the excess makeup, the cars behind you were honking and you were throwing up a wave to let them know you were grateful for their ‘help’, after all, they were just trying to get to their jobs too.

 It was hell to try and find a parking space, but you eventually did, and here you were in the elevator. You tried to ignore the stares of your coworkers. After hearing the ding of the mechanism reaching your floor, you followed the crowd of people toward your cubicle, slipping past a few of the workers who you knew sat near you, trying to avoid as much judgement as possible.

As soon as you sat in the seat, a familiar tuft of dark hair and eyes popped up from their cubicle. “You’re late!” You sent a side glare toward your coworker, and turned on your computer. “Ya think?”

Jongin let out a ‘pfft’ and rolled out of his cubicle to get behind you. “What’s up with you lately?” You had been trying your best to not involve your coworkers or boss in your personal life, but Nini was your friend. You could almost feel his brown eyes staring into the back of your messy hair. You’d told him before that Jackson had broken up with you.. but that was the extent of what he knew. Spinning around in your chair, you opened your mouth to explain everything, but stopped because of the shocked expression that very quickly fell over his handsome features. Funny, you had almost forgotten you looked like death.

“How about you head to the bathroom and get cleaned up.. I’ll cover for you.” He recovered and gave you a goofy grin, one you were suddenly glad to have seen almost every day. You slid out of your seat, patting the top of his head before heading toward the women’s washroom. Thankfully you couldn’t see a line, but you didn’t get to think about it for long before a short figure cut in front of you. Your heart almost hopped out of your chest at the suddenness of who you soon realized was your boss, and you could tell your appearance and wide-eyes look made him soften the irritation he’d had on his face.

  “Look, I get it, okay. We all go through this, but.. you really need to get your act together.” Minseok made quick eye contact with you before looking down at the files spread across his desk. You scanned the room while he read your reports and files, a sinking feeling had been in your chest the moment he’d asked for you to meet him in his office. He was the youngest of everyone who was in charge, but honestly you were glad it was him that met you instead of anyone else.

You turned your attention away from the glass windows to tentatively look at him, and his lashes were still splayed across the tops of his cheekbones. Your boss was a handsome man, and many of the girls who worked with you had crushes on him, along with Jongin, but at least you knew Jongin wasn’t interested in any of them. You wished you could shut your friend up about his boyfriend, Kyungsoo.

At the thought you felt a smile pulling at your lips, and you glanced back up to see Mr. Kim staring at you.

All thoughts were pushed from your mind as you started to run through the things you could have been doing wrong at that moment. Sure you were smiling, but that wasn’t against the rules, right?

His eyes slid from your widened eyes to your parted lips, which still were smeared with lipstick beneath, and you felt the tips of your ears turn bright red at his sudden attention to your face. Your boss had never been this attentive to you before, even at meetings when you were giving your opinion. Darkened eyes rose to yours again, and Mr. Kim gave you a smirk before gathering the papers together in a neat file, matching the rest of his spotless room.

“Y/N. I think I might have to let you go.”

You smiled quickly, bowing toward him before you began to stand to hurry back to the bathroom you’d been heading toward before. “Thank you, Mr. Kim, I-“

“I meant let you go as in.. fire you.” Your stomach felt like it had dropped to the floor. Fire you? “I.. don’t know what to say.” And that was the truth. It felt like you couldn’t breathe. 5 years of working in this stupid office building with only one promotion.. and that was it? “Unless,” Minseok began, dropping his eyes to the buttons on the front of your blouse. And that was when it clicked. Mr. Kim was a pig. A tiny huge pig. You brushed off the glances he had given you earlier, but to insinuate this, or be fired?

Standing up slowly, you could see the excitement in the eyes you once thought were pretty spark even more than it had been. “I’ll just go get my things.”

No matter how much you needed this job, you weren’t going to sleep your way to the top, or sleep your way into anything. Sex was meaningful to you, you felt as if everyone had a right to their own body and once someone thought they controlled it- or at least in a non-consensual way- that you no longer had respect for them. Half-way through your turn you felt a hand wrap around your arm, and before you could look at Minseok with surprise and anger, you heard his door open. Your boss dropped your wrist as if it was a scalding pan, and you jerked your head to see the one and only Choi Seunghyun standing in the doorway. His dark brown eyes- framed with thickly rimmed glasses- looked from between the two of you with an expression of confusion. You had no idea what Minseok’s face looked like, but you knew yours sent out an SOS toward the higher-ranking of the two. Seunghyun, or TOP, as most people called him, worked in a separate department a few blocks away. It was technically a different corporation, but the food chain seemed to work the same way. Their bosses were your bosses.

He slowly peeled his gaze from you to glare at Mr. Kim before speaking in a low voice. “What’s going on.” It was more a statement than a question, and suddenly he moved toward the two of you. As he raised a hand, you flinched, and the tall man’s furrowed brows softened when he noticed the small movement. He gently placed a few of his long fingers on the tip of your elbow, guiding you toward the door. “I’ve cleared your recent late notices, Ms. Y/N. Jongin filled me in on what has been happening with you.” That hoe. You were a little frustrated Jongin had so willingly shared something personal, but you were thankful that Mr. Choi’s choice of action was nothing near what Minseok had planned.

“Now, if you’ll excuse us.” You took a glance at Minseok before you walked out, and his expression clearly read- “I fucked up.”

As soon as the wooden door closed, you half jogged over to your friend’s cube, where he seemed to be ready for your arrival at any time from his uneasy stance. As soon as you passed the corner, he jumped up from his seat and swiftly walked toward you, dark hair bouncing with his movements. “What happened? Tell me everything.” His eyes were wide with worry, quite the opposite from his usual lazy nature, and you couldn’t help but to smile at his concern about you, despite what had just happened. You considered not telling him while you pulled on your lip with your teeth, before pulling Jongin by the shirt toward the break room to fill him in, and hint that there was probably going to be a spot open for him later..

  After everyone had gone home that night, you still sat at your desk, fingertips clicking against the keyboard like they were on fire. You could hear a similar, slower tapping in the cubicle next to yours. Jongin had only decided to stay because he was worried ‘about your health’. Which wasn’t a bad thing. The nights you’d been staying at work late you’d always stayed too late, often showing up the next day looking even more tired than you had the night before.

Even though you’d noticed Jongin wasn’t typing anymore, you continued to work on the document you’d been typing at for some hours. Hearing the squeak of his old chair, you lifted your hands from the keys and twisted behind you to meet your coworkers hooded eyes.

“Hey.” You busted out laughing, likely from tiredness, and decided to humor him. “Hi.”

A grin began to creep onto his lips, and he scooted toward you, reminding you of a child playing on their parent’s work chairs. “Did you want some coffee?” His deep voice was laced with sleepiness, but you decided not to comment on that. “Sure. Do you know what I want?” “Yep.” He casually stood up, pushing his chair back to its original place before walking toward the elevator. The vending machines were on the 2nd floor, which was often a nuisance to the people who were on the 30th floor with you. You watched him step inside the elevator before smiling with a shake of your head once he couldn’t see you, turning your attention back to the document. A few minutes later, the familiar ding of the elevator caught your attention, and your heart sped up just at the thought of an iced coffee. Jongin knew just what you liked, and he always made sure to never ask you pay him back. Out of all the people in the office, he was the only one you really connected with as a friend, and you were glad you were cube buddies. You quickly leaned over the desk as you stood, dragging the mouse down to turn the computer off, but once the loading icon showed up on the screen, you felt a warm pair of arms wrap around you. Jumping with surprise, you laughed and placed your hands on Jongin’s forearms. “Very funny. Don’t try and tell me you’re not gay anymore.” As the words left your mouth, you noticed the arms were dark, but nowhere near the honey-colored kind of skin that Jongin had. You quickly twisted and shoved the person away, the shock of blonde hair on his head making you realize it was the person you hadn’t wanted to see at all. Jackson.

His dark eyes were reddened, the dim lights in the office making the wetness that sat at the bottom of his waterline shine even more. “Baby..” Jackson’s raspy voice almost made you give in to him, but you knew if you did, the same thing would just happen again. He began to walk toward you once more, and you stepped backwards, hitting your backside against the desk instead of going any further back.

“Jackson.. I don’t want this.. You said-“ He cut you off, something he did often in your relationship. “I want you baby.. I was wrong.”

When he inched closer you held up a hand out to his muscled chest, the same one you’d fallen asleep and cried on so many times before, and he stopped once he reached your palm. His arms were longer than yours, though, so he reached toward you, fingers brushing against your shoulder. All you had to do was wait until Jongin got back. You didn’t know why he would be taking much longer, but it seemed like he wasn’t going to be coming any time soon.

Jackson was stronger than you. A lot stronger. He moved toward you and your elbow bended with not much restraint. You had to admit, it wasn’t like you didn’t miss Jackson. But this was wrong. He ended it with you with no explanation, and you didn’t want to be fuck buddies with your ex. With his face in your neck, you turned your head toward one of the walls of your cubicle, scrunching your face, waiting for someone to show up. Anyo-

“Y/N?” This was a voice you weren’t familiar with. It was light and soft, much softer than Jackson’s, and it immediately brought you comfort even with the situation. You turned your head toward the entrance of your cubicle. It was one of the more recent employees, but you couldn’t think of his name at the moment. Jackson turned sloppily toward the other man, and you knew from the other man’s expression that Jackson looked either: like total trash, or like a man who was about to fight. The moment Jackson began to speak, you heard a familiar voice call out, “I got the goods!” Internally you rolled your eyes. This was not the right moment for him to be acting like this. Jongin got into your range of sight, and immediately his happy but sleepy expression darkened, losing all of the tiredness he showed before. “Y/N?” He repeated what the other man said, his deep voice was full of confusion and concern, and you shook your head at him slowly. Jackson wavered in his stance, glancing back at you with soft brown eyes. You almost gave in then and there, but something inside stopped you. Jongin spoke again. “Jack, you need to go.” Your ex looked toward the two men standing in the entrance of your cubicle, one holding two bottles of coffee, the other holding papers to his chest. “Make me.” It wasn’t a serious threat, more of an empty one that showed just how drunk Jackson was. Jongin raised a brow at him, and Jackson seemed to sink in response, turning to look at you. He began to lift his hand to grab your face, but Jongin was quicker, and grabbed his wrist suddenly. “Leave. Before I call the cops.” Your friend had moved the two bottles to sit in his other hand, his free hand now wrapped tightly around Jackson’s as they had a staredown.

Jackson ripped his hand away, almost falling backwards as he did so, and spoke finally. “Fine.” He stumbled toward the elevator, but not before sending you a puppy-dog look, and stepping into the mechanism.

 Finally the tense silence was broken. “..Jesus.” Jongin spoke softly, setting your coffee on your desk. “What happe- actually, you just text me it later. I think you both-“ He glanced from both you and the other man, “Need to go home and sleep.” Technically Jongin wasn’t in charge of you, but you did agree with him. You scooped the drink up, deciding you’d just drink it the next morning. The other man looked as if he agreed with Jongin too, and he opened his mouth slightly to speak. “I think you’re right about that. At least for me. I’m not gonna tell her what to do.” His brown eyes connected with yours for a moment and you could have sworn you felt your heart skip a beat. His sharp eyes went back to Jongin, and he began to walk away from the both of you. “Hey, wait.” Jongin called out toward the man, who stopped in his tracks to look at him. Jongin looked back at you. “I know you’re not gonna be able to focus, girl.” And you knew he definitely was right about that, you’d likely be overthinking everything and barely be able to pay attention to the road as you drove. “Baek, you walk, right?” The man’s face went from 0 to 100 quickly, turning a bright shade as he seemed to be trying to not look at you. “Y-yeah.” Jongin smiled at his shy reaction, looking back to you. “Good. He can drive you home, then. I don’t think you guys live that far apart.” You sent a look of surprise and disgust toward Jongin, “How do you know.. you know what, I don’t wanna know.” You stifled a laugh and collected your things. “Only if he wants to.” You looked at the man Jongin called ‘Baek’ before, who was still tinted a pink color.

“Yeah, sure. I can. I guess. If you want me to.” The way he kept rambling made Jongin send the thinner man an unimpressed look. “Anyway. I’ll see you later, okay?” You nodded at Jongin, who walked back over to his cubicle, leaving you and ‘Baek’ alone. He broke the awkward silence.

“I’ll just put these papers away, and then we can go.” You nodded toward him, and he began to walk toward where you guessed his desk was. As soon as the blond had walked away, Jongin poked his head back into your booth. “Cute, right?” You rolled your eyes good-naturedly. “Yeah, he’s cute. But I’m not-“ Jongin held up his hand with narrowed eyes. “He’s a good one, Y/N, trust me. Just at least consider it.”

With a sigh, you waved your friend off just as the other man arrived back at your cube.

  You tapped your nails against the leather padding of the passenger’s seat. It was strange to sit on this side, as you only really remember being in this seat whenever your parents came to town to visit and they insisted on driving. As the man started the car with his pretty hands- ones you had been noticing the entire time on the way to the car- you turned on the music so it would be playing softly in the background throughout the car ride, because you knew the unfamiliarity would likely make it awkward. But he spoke. “So.. you know who I am, right?” Shit. You’d completely forgotten his name, but you’d seen him around the office for a few months. His hair was continuously dyed colors between brown, black, auburn, and now blonde, and that was something you’d begun to look forward to over the months you’d seen him in the break room, wondering what color he’d go to next. “I.. I’m not gonna lie to you. I don’t know your name.” He didn’t look disappointed like you’d expected, but you could see him deflate a little. “I’m Byun Baekhyun.” He glanced away from the road to look at you before looking back, a smile on his lips.

It was one of the prettiest smiles you’d ever seen. You had to force yourself to copy him and look at the road. He continued to speak, he seemed to know you weren’t going to say anything back. “I delivered your reports and stuff to Mr. Kim when I first got the job. And I brought you coffee.” And there it was. You felt bad. You looked at him instead of the road this time, drawing your eyebrows together, but he kept his eyes forward. “Baekhyun, I’m so sorry. I was just super involved in my work.. and that guy that was just in there..” You trailed off, expecting him to cut you off or speak, but you noticed he nodded at you before looking forward again. He was.. listening?

“We never had a good relationship. He.. broke up with me. Last week.” Baekhyun looked as if the airbag had exploded in his face. “He broke up with you?” A smile broke through your guilty expression, and you patted your lap as you softly laughed. “You say that as if I’m a catch.” He looked at you wide eyed, his knuckles beginning to turn white from holding the wheel so tightly. “But you are.” You looked at him, he had turned his attention back to the front, but you noticed a tinge of redness on the tips of his ears. You didn’t say anything after that, the two of you sat in silence that was certainly a lot more comfortable, the soft music playing still on the radio.

When you were a few blocks away from your house, he spoke once more. “I know you don’t really know me, but.. do you want Mcdonalds?” You quickly looked over at him, and he glanced at you as he waited for a response, wrist now casually placed on top of the steering wheel. “I don’t really have money on me.” He shook his head, almost looking insulted at the statement. “It’s fine. I’ll pay.” “Okay.”

 As Baekhyun pulled into your garage, you got out quickly and pressed the sliding door’s button once more to make it close. When you got back into your car, he had a surprised look on his face. You scoffed and smiled at him, closing the door, making eye contact with him once more. “What?” You lifted your brows in curiosity, and he shook his head. “I just didn’t think you’d wanna eat with me.” He looked a bit shy as he pulled his burger out of the bag, quickly unwrapping it. Baekhyun looked like a child, licking his lips in anticipation before glancing up at you as if he’d realized you hadn’t responded. “Why wouldn’t I?” You gave him a smile before reaching in the same bag, pulling out the nuggets and sauce he’d gotten you. You could see from the corner of your eye that he gave a shrug, before ripping a huge bite into the sandwich. Almost with fascination, you chewed on of the nuggets and watched him devour the food in a few minutes, while you only ate a few. It was true that you were starving, but eating in front of him made you a little nervous, even though you’d eaten in front of Jongin and Jackson so many times. His sharp eyes were focused on the burger, and you watched with continued interest as his lips opened around the burger again and again.

He stopped suddenly, smiling at you. “What?” His question was laced with a giggle, and you laughed in response, shaking your head at him. “Nothing.” You thought you’d stop there, but your mouth kept going. “You’re just cute.” Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Baekhyun choked on the rest of the food that he was still chewing, holding a fist in front of his mouth, one that barely concealed the curling of the ends of his lips. “Thanks!” He sounded so incredibly dorky with the mixture of the exclamation and his mouth being full that you busted out laughing. Instead of looking on in confusion or looking at you like a weirdo, the smile on his face only grew. He swallowed the food, and slowly used his index finger to close the box he’d gotten the burger from.

When you looked at him again, the atmosphere had changed. In the beginning of the car ride, you’d completely expected him to be silent and serious the whole time, like what you’d seen in the work building. You’d only formally met him earlier, but you already felt like you’d known him so much longer. His casual way of holding himself made you feel like he could have been a model if he’d wanted to be, although his height could be a factor that might let him not be. He noticed your gaze raking over him, because he seemed to straighten up a little. Once you noticed the movement, though, you softly laughed and looked away. You couldn’t look away for that long though. Your eyes seemed to be drawn to him. This had been the first time you’d really looked at his face though, yet he had a dab of ketchup on the corner of his mouth.

When you were trying to stifle a laugh, he noticed and glanced away from the front windshield to look at you, his face amused but quizzical. “What?” He smiled, only seeming to spread the condiment around. You pointed to the side of your mouth, waggling a finger toward it. His brown eyes dropped to your lips, and you immediately became self conscious about the dryness of your mouth. You hadn’t been keeping up with anything about your appearance, and earlier you’d only wiped off your makeup- not putting any more on, since you figured you’d just be at the office late again.

Baekhyun collected himself at last, bringing his hand up to the side of his face. “Where?” You smiled and leaned toward him, grabbing his wrist to guide it toward the red tainting his lip. Once his fingertip touched it, he dabbed at it, bringing the one finger into his mouth and smiling immediately after. You were in shock that he treated such an act as if it was nothing, and you moved your gaze from his lips to dark eyes. “Thanks.” His voice was soft. Softer and lighter than it had been before. You felt yourself wanting to get even closer to him than you were, to get rid of the gap between the two of you.

But he only balled up the paper bag between the two of you and reached toward the door with his other hand, leg already raising to step outside of the vehicle. Without thinking, you grabbed his sleeve. As soon as he turned his head to look at you, you pushed your lips against his, closing the inches that had been between you before. They were much softer than you’d expected, but Baekhyun seemed to be frozen in place, eyes still wide with shock. You pulled back quickly, knowing that if he didn’t want this, you’d definitely made a mistake. Raising your hand to your lips, you shook your head quickly. “I’m sorry. I’m sor-“ This time he cut you off. Baekhyun moved your hand out of the way, throwing the balled bag toward the floor of the passenger seat. His lips reconnected with yours, this time he let out a long breath from his nose like he’d been holding it the entire time. Lifting both of his hands, he intertwined his hands with your hair, massaging your scalp as his tongue ran along the bottom of your lip. This was nothing like Jackson. You practically had to beg Jackson to touch you while you kissed, and you were always the one doing the work. It was hard to think of Jackson at the moment, considering Baekhyun was letting out soft, high-pitched moans from your own tongue pushing back against his. The sound went straight to your core, and you felt your hands inching toward his torso. As soon as your fingers gripped the material of his shirt, he left your lips to trail sloppy kisses down to your neck, the feeling of his tongue twirling against the sensitive skin made you gasp, and wrap your fingers even more around his shirt.

He pulled at your skin lightly with his teeth, eventually pulling away so he could look at you. You were sure your face was just as flushed and flustered as his. Baekhyun’s lips were red from kissing you, and his blonde hair was now twisted into one of the messiest styles you’d seen on him. A smile grew on your face, and you reached up to his hair to smooth it back down. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, his gaze switching from between your eyes watching his hair to your smiling parted lips.

Once you were satisfied with his hair, you looked back down at his face, where his hooded eyes were boring into your own. You felt a chill run down your spin, and throbbing between your legs just by the flustered look on his sharp features.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, pretty.” His voice was an octave lower than it was before. The raspiness coming out of his throat made you shiver, while the nickname made you smile.

He gave you a soft smile in return, before pressing his lips softly against your cheek, moving to the other cheek, then to the tip of your nose, which erupted a giggle from your lips. Baekhyun smiled at your reaction, and pulled you back into him, his demeanor changing from a silly boy into a soft, caring man. The middle console dug into your ribs as the two of you kissed, so you decided to get more comfortable. With your lips still interlocked, you threw a leg over his lap, lifting the skirt up your legs even more, and he broke the kiss as you were reaching between the door and seat to move the seat back. His wide eyes watched you for a moment, and you ran your hands up and down the fine hairs on his forearms after you were done adjusting. You hooked your index fingers around his wrists, dragging them up your legs to place on your hips. At the permission to touch you there, he squeezed softly, his fingers kneading into the softness of your love handles through the skirt you wore. You smiled at his testing what he could do, and you dropped to place your elbows on either side of his head. He kept one hand on your hip, but moved the other to slip his fingers through your hair once again, squeezing them together to tighten his grip, a feeling that made you gasp, and made Baekhyun smile with lust before pressing his lips against yours in a sloppy kiss, tongue pressing against your bottom lip as he did so.

You ran a thumb against his cheek while your arm sat against his firm chest, and you moved to sit further up his torso, but stopped once he groaned loudly against your lips. You were confused at first, but the realization where you were placed suddenly came to light and you smiled into the kiss, slipping a tongue into his mouth before you ground into his core again, both of these actions making Baekhyun whine loudly into your mouth, lifting his hips off of the seat to grind into your spot. You gasped at the feeling of his hardness against your barely covered core, and he seemed to notice, wrapping an arm around your waist and doing it again, still barely being able to control his sounds even though he was the one controlling you. You ran your hands up and down his chest as you kissed, hands awkwardly trying to feel him as he pressed himself into you. Baekhyun released you and broke the kiss to smile up at you, that same smile that made your heart flutter. You ran a thumb over his bottom lip, and he playfully made a biting motion toward your hand, before kissing the tip of your smallest finger.

Your hands fell from his face to his shirt again, and your gaze followed, watching as his chest rose and fell quickly in response to your gawking over his body. “Should I take it off?” You widened your eyes at the bold question, but felt a smile creeping onto your face. “Yes.”

Baekhyun leaned toward you, holding himself up on his elbows as he began to unbutton his shirt. You decided to help, getting the last few buttons, and helping him slide out of the shirt. He was wearing a muscle shirt underneath of it, but quickly pulled it off and put the clothes in the passenger seat, leaving himself exposed to your wandering eyes. Your fingers trailed down his abdomen, lips parted in surprise to how fit he really was. He smiled at your reaction, and his hands began to creep toward your own shirt. You blushed slightly, but let his long fingers undo each button, his left hand sliding into your blouse even before it was completely unbuttoned so he could feel your soft skin. Baekhyun sighed at the feeling of your bareness, and finished taking the blouse off of you, his dark eyes immediately locking onto your bra. It wasn’t a good bra day, but you were suddenly glad you put at least a decent one on. His large hands rose up your torso, reaching your chest to knead your breasts softly in his hands, his own mouth falling open as if he couldn’t believe it was actually happening. He let out a soft groan as you began to roll your hips against his again, and his right hand began to lower to the warmth between your legs, eyes watching your face. When you didn’t say anything, he quietly spoke, “Can I?” His lips were still pink from earlier, and you nodded at him, leaning your head back to let him do his thing, hands resting against his thighs. You felt one of his hands lower to your center while the other rose to your face, a finger curving under your jaw. You looked divine to him. The lower hand eventually got to the material of your panties, and even from rubbing it with his thumb he could tell you were completely ready. “Wow..” He rasped, leaning forward to press kisses against your collarbones while a finger slipped into your folds around the underwear you wore. You ground against his finger with a gasp, and he whined at the feeling of you also rubbing against his own center. He wrapped his free hand around your waist while he began to pump harder, inserting a second finger into your wetness as you began to pant against his hair.

You had moved your hands from his thighs to wrap around his shoulders, pressing his head into your chest, an area he obviously didn’t mind being in, something that was evident from his wet kisses in the crevice of your breasts and the moans he was letting out against your skin. He let another whine escape his lips at you grounding yourself into his fingers and hardness again, quickening the pace of his fingers. “Do you h-have protection?” His words were shaky and high-pitched as he continued to thrust his fingers into you, adding another one easily. You couldn’t tell if you answered him or not since your thoughts were blank and your vision was turning white, but you managed to gesture toward the glove compartment. He removed his fingers from you slowly, and you whined in response, grinding against his core once more. He groaned deeply and gripped your hips, pressing them against his own as he pressed his hardness into you through his pants. “Be careful.” Even with your sex-dazed state, you widened your eyes at the sudden change in his attitude, and smirked down at him, grabbing his bottom lip with your teeth. Baekhyun sighed and held the nape of your neck with his hands as he kissed you roughly. He broke the kiss after a few moments and quickly leaned over to pop the glove compartment open, fingers clumsily searching for a familiar feeling wrapper. He made a happy sound and leaned back, not bothering to close the compartment because of how impatient he seemed, and you scooted back to sit on his thighs, still feeling exhausted from what he had just been doing to you. You both watched as he slid the zipper of his pants down, and reached into them to pull out his hard length. While he unwrapped the condom, you wrapped your hand around him and he stopped completely, head falling back against the seat. “Fuck!” You grinned at his reaction of a simple touch, and slicked your thumb over the head, to which he responded by thrusting into your hand and letting out one of his high-pitched whines into the car. You were glad no one could hear you because Baekhyun was the loudest person you’d ever been with. You removed your hand slowly. Baekhyun recovered, blowing out air through tight lips as he rolled the condom down his length, which was a similar size to Jackson’s, except being a little thicker, which was obvious by the tightness of the condom around him.

You scooted forward, positioning yourself above him before slowly sinking down while you moved your underwear to the side. Baekhyun groaned loudly as he entered you, holding on to your hips as he entered you fully, eyes scrunched tightly. You lifted a hand to his face to run a thumb against his cheek. Even through his pleasure, he smiled. You smiled back down at him, leaning down to press your lips against his parted ones, and he quickly responded by leaning forward to kiss you back, slowly circling his hips so you could move against him. You began to grind your hips against him as you were before, and Baekhyun sighed against your lips. The feeling of his eyebrows drawing together was evident against your own forehead. “You’re so tense.” You whispered against his lips, lowering your hands to rub against his chest. Baekhyun visibly softened, and let out a heavy breath as his head leaned back as the two of you began a quick rhythm against each other. He looked absolutely stunning, his parted lips and raised eyebrows were all you could look at as you bounced up and down, the small sounds he was making were bringing you closer and closer to your climax every time they left his mouth.

You stopped bouncing, grinding yourself deeper and you felt him reach a point in you that no one had before in your life. A breath left your lips and he whined louder- if that was even possible. He grabbed underneath your thighs and began to thrust into you quickly, at this rate you felt like you could come undone at any second. You fell forward onto him, wrapping your arms around his head, giving him the perfect position to pound into you. “Fuck!” You gasped as he quickened the pace, hands gripping tighter against your ass as the two of you started to come undone at the same time. Your vision started to go white as he kept pounding into you, his soft moans going into your ear and straight to your core. Panting against his neck, you kept going so he could reach his high as well, bringing yourself down on his thrusts, and he finally let out a grunt as his hips stiffened and he gripped your waist, pressing his face into your shoulder.

A few seconds later, you leaned back and lifted yourself off of him, taking off the condom and shoving it into the paper bag you had both been eating out of earlier. He had his head leaned back, soft breaths leaving his lips now instead of harsh ones. You ran a hand over his taut chest, causing him to look at you with a smile.

“Hi.” You spoke, a smile matching his on your face. Instead of responding, Baekhyun leaned forward to press his lips against yours, both your foreheads sweaty against the others’. You broke the kiss and sat back, trying to fix your hair the best you could before Baek grabbed your hand gently. “You look beautiful.” Even after what had just happened with him, you still felt a blush creeping onto your face, and it must have been obvious because Baekhyun’s smile grew twice the size it had been before. He reached up, pinching your cheek and rubbing it with a thumb soon after.

“Since you’re already here.. in my car.. and it’s late.” You started, tracing shapes on Baekhyun’s chest, “You should just stay the night.” Baekhyun laughed loudly, playfully poking you. “In the car??” You sputtered, a grin crossing your features. “You know what I mean.”

You began to lean toward him for another one of his kisses, but your phone vibrated against the cupholder it was in, making you jump against him. His body began to rumble with a laugh and you playfully glared before scooping it up, just in case it was work. As you read over the text, your eyes grew wider, and Baek got more curious at seeing your expression change, so he attempted to lean forward so he could see.

 Ms. Y/L/N,

   We are considering new people to replace Mr. Kim’s position, and we believe you would be the perfect candidate. I apologize for the late message, but please get back to me as soon as you can.

Thank you,

Choi Seunghyun

[pepkfb-doodles]

[ 01/06/17 | 10 hours ] 

so i basically spent the whole day doing this instead of the homework i should be doing dgfgfdsgfdsgsdgfds

a re-re-re-draw of a character (who i affectionately call “fire lady”) that i first drew all the way back in 2011, and then re-drew in 2012, and then re-re-drew in 2015!

see the past drawings here

(left side = with lineart, right side = w/o)

[kingsofeverything]

Lauren don't stress yourself too much, you'll get it done and enjoy the process 💕

so i’m sure that people have heard me say this before, but i’m new to this whole writing thing. that includes all of it. so like.... everything i’ve written has sort of just tumbled out of me. not even kidding:

my first fic? i bought some lamps. at an antique store. and decided to write a fic because why not? i thought it would be the only one i’d ever write, so i filled it will every larry/1d cliche i could think of.

second fic? (running over thoughts) i wanted to see what it was like to write in present tense. also we were in the middle of a hurricane and i was bored. also i live at the beach. also i may or may not have pulled a lot of that stuff from my actual life. also one day i’d like to write a sailboat fic, which that one actually started as (more irl stuff)

3rd fic (messtival) i wanted to see if i could write from someone else’s prompt and not have smut

4th fic (yours in fractions) was talking in my gc about tropes and asked for them to throw some out at me. amanda @alarrylarrie said bed sharing. there ya go. NOW, this is the first time that i struggled with writing. i split it up into sections as i was writing it, i mean maybe you could call them chapters, idk. but i got to the last section and I HATED IT. so i decided to do nanowrimo. yeah. so i dropped YIF and left it alone for 30 days while i wrote:

my 5th fic, but the fic that i held onto until big bang. (how fast you fall) when we were tossing around ideas and tropes before YIF, one of amanda’s ideas was a love actually xmas au based on the porn actor stand ins. i thought it was fucking hilarious and there ya go. i wrote my ass off for the entire month of november and let me tell you, that fic was a mess. A MESS. this was the first time i tried outlining or even coming up with a plot at all before i wrote anything. it was weird, but basically it was just some words in a list that i went back and added to as i was writing. and it really did take like 6 months to edit. 

OKAY so then i went back and fixed the end of YIF and i’m happy with it now. but so i had to take an entire month away from it to be able to look at it and find a way to fix it.

my 6th fic! so my real 6th fic is actually a fic that i don’t think i’ll ever finish. it’s a really sad fic and basically i went into it thinking “i want to try to write something that is angsty and emotional but with a happy ending” and that was the first week of december. we all know what happened that week and i’d rather not discuss it, but basically, i just dropped it and couldn’t write anything for a like 10 days. which brings us to my actual 6th fic

6- (going to set himself on fire) it’s very short. 2k. wrote it in a couple of hours. just needed something funny, light, pwp, just........... something to take my mind off of things and there it is.

7- my most popular fic by far - (fall at my door) - i started it the day after xmas and i think it took me like... 2 weeks to write. and all i started with was the idea that i wanted to write a famous/famous fic. i got like halfway through the first part (louis’ pov) and started thinking “ohhh i should show harry’s pov” BUT i didn’t start planning his pov or anything? ugh i’m a mess. seriously. going back and lining shit up was such a clusterfuck. but it was fun!

8- (collide) found out a drabble is supposed to be 100 words exactly, thought i’d try it out.

9- (mercedes boy) @louandhazaf nic’s bday fic. sometime around nye i decided to write bday fics for my gc. i think it was right after i posted a scene from famd for @nottooldforthisship b’s bday. and lol ash @unintentionalarry was like my bday is in 4 days lolllll so she got a scene from famd too! lol 

10- ok so right after famd i signed up for the hp1d exchange - my first exchange! and omg i hated the first like month and a half of it because i didn’t like what i was writing AT ALL. i ended up scrapping an entire fic. but i uploaded my 10th fic (the oldest magic word) in the end of march.

11 & 12 (with a word) and (possessing all of me) are pretty much pwp sequels to famd and mercedes boy. both are bday fics. for @someonethatsfunny and @fratboylouie 

13- (it had to be you) the when harry met sally au. really the first “idea” i’d ever had for a fic. like when i first read larry fic, i was like oooh this movie would be cool as a fic. and then i forgot about it. and then i was watching gifs of billy crystal with the boys when they were on corden and i was like... i should write this now. so i did.

14- (one of many) a pwp bday fic for @theonewiththebluemic :D

15- my vegas fic (stranded in a dream) - written because i was told we weren’t welcome so :P

16- (soft wings) - bday fic for @alarrylarrie and ngl i struggled with it. this whole writing “difficulty” started after the vegas fic. idk.

17- my summer exchange fic, which i finished like.... idk a while back. before it had to be you, i think? maybe right after? can’t remember. 

in between all of this i’ve started like..... idk how many fics that i’ve (temporarily) abandoned. a puppy trainer fic. the sad fic. an exes to lovers fic that takes place during a hurricane. a restaurant au fwb hate to love fic. the other hp1d fic. a soulmate fic. a drunken leg wrestling fic (idk? i’m sorry?). a praise kink fic. 

my current wips that i haven’t abandoned abandoned are my robot fic, maybe that exes to lovers fic, a camper famous/not famous fic....... i think that’s it? idk. 

ANYWAY, OMG ANON I’M SO SORRY.  i’ve just rambled and rambled. i just haven’t been motivated to write at all. and when i have i’ve felt very ehhhh about it. whereas everything else that i’ve written above, i’ve really had fun writing. so basically.... if it’s not fun, i’m not into it. and i think that’s really lazy of me. so there’s like this weird cycle where i’m like “but it’s a hobby so it shoud be fun, but if i don’t write i won’t write, and i should make myself write because sometimes it’s hard.........” blah. but also irl stress and bullshit and maybe that’s what’s bothering me. idk. 

[jamaisjoons]

i haven’t even finished picking flowers yet because halfway through, it crashed and i’m pretty lazy to scroll back to where i was and risk another crash. anyways, your new fic is so beautiful! i always read those AUs where the characters are like baristas, artists, botanists, etc. because i feel like it’s so aesthetic?? and i love a little prick in my heart once in a while too. this is got to be one of my fav fics so far! i’ll continue it in the morning after i sleep! — poetic thought anon

IT CRASHED SFJGNRTGNRTLHNRKN honestly my biggest worry was it crashing because of how long it is and i’m really sorry it inconvenienced you like that 🥺👉🏼👈🏼 but thank you!! and omg I'm ngl i don't read those types of fics very often, but i do get where you’re coming from!! they just have such a wistful aesthetic and its really cute to read them!! and fav fic djfnergntroign please !! thank you so much bubbie!! i hope you enjoy the rest of it whenever you get to read it too!!

[remembermemorablememories]

Saturday, January 12, 2019

post #369

main points:

- wake up around like 11:30/12pm...

- do some trip booking with jwoos

- eat a salad from honey grow that sheena bought me on her way home from philly orchestra practice

- pack my stuff for ski trip

- go to trevor’s to pick up trevor josh and bryan

- drive to bear creek

- ski all evening! for like 6 hours from 4pm-9:30pm

- drive home, shower and pass out

today i:

- woke up around 11:30am to my alarm after snoozing for a while. i felt really lazy and tired... mostly cause i went so sleep later ish last night around 1:30am

- i went downstairs and grabbed a donut to eat for like 15 minutes. dad was making some boiled beef and stuff for the next two weeks since we probably wouldn’t have access to the kitchen

- i went upstairs and started booking our trips with jwoos over fb messenger around 12:30. we booked our plane tickets and airbnbs in chicago and seattle. the last thing to figure out was housing in seattle. i took a pause to eat a salad sheena got me from honey grow. it was pretty great. it was kale, eggs, chicken, bacon, mozzarella, and some other stuff with some kind of vinagrette or something. sheena says she gets it all the time and i liked it. i went back to try to do some more bookings with jwoos but decided i didn’t have time cause around 2:30pm i had to pack up and leave to go to trevor’s to go skiing

- grabbed my bag that i used to use in high school and then left the house. i fortunately found the bag when i was cleaning out the closet so that was pretty easy. i had my helmet, goggles, gloves and snow pants in there so that was nice. i got my big red jacket and then drove to trevor’s

i was the first one there and then josh and bryan shortly arrived afterwards. i said hi to trevor’s mom and then once everyone was ready we hopped into my car and drove over to bear creek. it was about an hour drive and we left trevor’s around 3pm, getting to the mountain by 4:30pm. we stopped by wawa on the way to grab some snacks. i bought my dinner ahead of time which was a chicken caesar wrap and goldfish LOL

- we parked, got dressed and then bought tickets and it was $76 o_o. $39 for ski rental and $36 for the evening pass. damn. anywho then we all took a bathroom break and then went to get ski boots. then we got the actual skis. it was everyone’s first time skiing so we really had no idea what we were doing. the ski boots were kind of hard to put on ngl. but eventually we got it. we got the poles outside and the trekked outside and hopped on the carpet thing to the top of a bunny slope. trevor looked up some tips online about pizza-ing but that was the extent of our knowledge. i went skiing once or twice when i was like 7 years old but i’m pretty sure i forgot how to do it

once we got off the carpet we all strapped into our skis and then tried to start moving. i moved like a few inches and then fell on my butt LOL. and then i had no idea how to get up. i forgot how long the skis are so i couldn’t turn my feet like i normally would to get up. i eventually just unstrapped and stood up and got back in. josh trevor and bryan were also struggling. bryan was having issues with his skis cause they seemed to come loose but i think we later realized he was pushing the wrong thing to unstrap from the skis. he was actually loosening the fit or something. but yeah we all slowly made it down the hill the first run. i think i got the hang of pizza-ing on the first run cause that’s what i remember from when i was 7. then josh, then trevor and bryan after fixing the skis

then we went up the carpet again for round two. this time was a bit better for me. i was getting more the hang of pizza-ing and accidentally doing some carving but not really realizing how. near the end of the slope, i realized that if i just treat each foot as a snowboard and the insides of my hoot are like the heels of a snowboard, carving is just a bunch of heel turns back to back. you shift from right heel(s) to left heel(s) halfway through each turn and take a little leap of faith. i was really happy i got it. bryan also got the hang of it the second run. trevor and josh were still at the top of the hill when we got down so bryan and i decided to go up for a third run

the third run i shared the carving analogy knowledge with trevor and josh. bryan also shared his knowledge on pizza-ing which was spreading your legs farther apart to be able to stop. trevor gave it a try and then eventually got it by the end of the mountain. josh fell over several times and was struggling to get up. it really is a pain to get up in skis. each time it took him longer to get up cause it required more energy. bryan and josh were ready to go in to take a break for dinner/ water but trevor and i still wanted to go again cause trevor wanted to make sure he got the muscle memory for it

we tried to go on the carpet but then the guy said the carpet was broken and needed some fixing. so were like dang. so we just walked up a little bit on the slope, skiied a bit to get the muscle memory and went inside to meet up with josh and bryan. i decided to go get my food from the car and repark it. josh got some nachos, trevor ate some chicken tenders + fries and bryan ate some crackers i brought to him that he had gotten on our wawa stop

- then it was like 8pm and we went back outside to the bunny slope to ski three times. trevor and bryan were getting the hang of it but josh was still struggling, falling down a bit. trevor and i tried to help him out and on the second run, he made it down falling only once :D then on the third run, i think he made it down without falling at all

then trevor bryan and i went on the lift to one of the main slopes and josh did one final run on the bunny slope cause he didn’t feel comfortable with the lift. once we got off the lift, trevor and bryan went to the second half of the slope... and i went down the first one. i didn’t realize we were supposed to cross there whoops. but i went down on my own and i felt an immense cramping in my right outer thigh. i hadn’t exercised that muscle that intensely on the bunny slope i almost had to bail out cause i was going too fast to handle the pain. but eventually i got it to stop and rested. then i went down the rest of the mountain taking it slow and it was totally fine. i got to the bottom where the lift was and then fell T.T 

i met up with josh at the bunny slope and we waited a few minutes for trevor and bryan. they were taking a while so i decided to go the bunny slope one last time cause i was having fun with it. sooo i took it to the way top and then skiied down wheeeeeeee. it was great i was carving and it felt awesome. then i skiied wall the way down to where the rental return was cause the hill was a straight shot down. also it started snowing lightly but nothing was picking up on the ground yet

- we returned our rentals and put on our shoes. it felt really freeing, made a bathroom break, and then drove back home. we stopped by wawa again. i got some mac and cheese to get myself warmed up and then we got back around 11pm ish after leaving around 10pm. i was so tired LOL. josh bryan and trevor unloaded their stuff from the car, then we all headed home. bryan still was gonna go out cause he promised his sister he would but trevor and josh were still maybe’s. i already was a no from the start cause i thought i’d be way too tired after skiing (and i was)

- i drove home and got back around 11:30pm. there was a light coating of snow on the ground. then i showered, chilled in bed for like 10 minutes and then passed out by like 12:30am. i was so tired

the end